While in St Louis, the fam and I went to Six Flags. First of all, NO LINES!! We, seriously, waited for 10 minutes, MAX, for any ride. Second of all, my dad, uncle, cousin and I rode a BUNCH of roller coasters. It was the best time ever. Somehow I ended up with a camera on one of the roller coasters and Dee and I felt the need to take some pics.
Going up a drop!
Getting ready to start
This is the sweatiest man I have ever seen!
The above pic is of the guy who was taking pictures when you first walk into the park. I first thought that he had dumped water on his head…..I was horrified to find out that I was wrong!!
ALSO, we rode this ride like 5 times. Afterwards, Dee told me that she loved it but she never got to ride it at the six flags in Dallas. I asked why? She told me that it was always closed due to the fact that the test dummies heads always popped off during the tests. BAHAHAHAHAHHA!
So, I am in Ohio for work. I am having the most wonderful time ever. Irene’s birthday was on Thursday, and we went out to eat. Today we went to the movies and saw The Proposal. It was teh awesome. Right now we are watching Juno….which is a bundle of cool.
The only issue is that it is COLD up here. It is colder than Tennessee. How the five star is that possible?!?!? It is a difference of 6 hours! On Friday, one of the new hires was saying that she was going to have a pool party on Saturday….I have no idea how that could be possible. BUT….I do love it here. I love big cities. I feel like there is so much that we can do. I will never feel bored unless I actually want to be bored.
So my random thoughts of the day……
Bald people who have shiny heads…..that is stresses me out. We were in the movie theater and there was a guy with a huge bald spot that was uber shiny. I pointed it out. Apparently I was louder than I thought. Testerman was concerned that the bald guy heard me. BUT…..seriously? Did he not KNOW that his bald spot was shiny? Did he not plan that? I would have thought that it was a compliment because I was noticing it.
Fat chicks should not wear pants with sentences across the butt. Especially stupid phrases that do not make any sense to be across someone’s butt. I took this picture, while in line for a roller coaster at Six Flags in St Louis.
WHAT IS SHE THINKING??????
The tribe has spoken??? NOW…I know what that is from…..BUT what the hell is it doing on her BUTT?!?!?!?!?
So I was was driving through the drive thru at Hardees. My dad was in need of a frisco burger and I was out….so I was doing my daughterly duty. I was cussing because I was behind the slowest people on the planet. How long does it really take to order a hamburger and fries? Really? Apparently, it takes about 10 minutes for 2 men to decide what the heck they want at a place that only serves different sizes of the exact same damn burger.
I was cussing and thinking ugly thoughts about these morons……
This is when my eyes were assaulted with, without a doubt, the most disgusting, horrific, and retarded thing I have ever seen, in my entire life. These 2 guys were in a big truck that had….hanging from their tailgate….a freaking blue ball sack. WTF?? This, of course, spawned an attempt to see what kind of person has such a revolting thing hanging from their truck…..
OK….so this fabulous man was wearing overalls with, what appeared to be, a wife beater underneath. I have done a google images search and this picture keeps showing up (I bet he has balls hanging from his truck):
He was bald and had a mustache like this:
So, hopefully you have the image in your head on what kind of male who owns one of these:
This makes me want to vomit. What self respecting woman has a male in her life with this kind of decoration hanging from their truck? What self respecting moron buys something like this? I can only hope and pray that the man was not in any sort of relationship. Hopefully he will die alone. Maybe they can incorporate the ball sack into his tombstone?
I am completely revolted by this. I might be scarred for life. I wonder if I could sue for mental trauma?
Good lord in heaven. I woke up this morning to text message boy’s penis. I know….you want to vomit…..trust me, I understand. I probably should back up and explain…..cause I am thinking that this might be my own damn fault.
Lets go back in time….about 3 days ago when the following conversation took place:
Will: I usually have a problem with scaring off women.
Samantha: Say what? Are you scary?
Samantha was hoping for something funny to happen…..she was disappointed, as usual.
Will: Yea….women dont usualy stick wit me.
Samantha: Because you dont know how to spell?
Will: LOL…u r funny.
Samantha: I was not joking.
Will: Well, I am very large.
Samantha: You are fat? You did not really look fat.
Will: No…down there. My dick is very large.
Samantha: That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard in my entire life. What kind of idiot does that line work on?
Will: U r mean
Samantha: Yes I am. I would stop talking to me, if I were you.
THEN NOTHING FOR 3 DAYS
UNTIL THIS MORNING
When am I going to learn to keep my damn mouth shut? Apparently he felt the need to prove his ‘largeness’? WTF is wrong with men? I responded with ‘Did you just send me a pic of your penis? Really? WTF is wrong with you?’ He still has not responded.
I have a couple of questions……
What kind of girl responds favorably to someone sending them a picture of a penis?
Was the desired response ‘hey! You have a large penis! OH MY. I am in love and I will be happy to meet you and OBVIOUSLY sleep with you on the first date!!’
Do men not know that women are not really visual creatures? Unlike men? Men would probably respond favorably to a girl sending them a pic of their boobs.
Do men not know that the penis is UGLY? Truly. I mean…if you want to send me a pic of your manly chest, your eyes, or your arms….YES. Your penis? NO.
What kind of girl responds favorably to this?
On Monday, I am soooo checking with my hosting provider (aka my BOSS) to see if posting this pic is a violation to our terms of service. I feel like I must share this penis with my readers.
I have spent the last few days trying to be inspired to write something. I have thought and thought and thought.
NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. ZILTCH.
Truly, I have some stuff going on in my life and I think that it has gotten me down. I realized on Tuesday that I am really not acting like myself at work or with my kids or with my friends. I just feel completely empty. I believe that I am depressed. I need to snap out of it because this is teh suxzors.
The baby daddy is keeping the chicken butt today and probably tomorrow. I am going to allow myself to wallow in this emptiness for the next day and then I am snapping out of it. This gets me nowhere.
So I am leaving work 2 days ago and I get the following text message from a random number:
Him: ‘Who is this?’
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Now, I say it was a random number due to the fact that I got a new phone. I only transferred numbers over that mattered so I did not transfer the list of crazy people that I avoid on a regular basis because, obviously, I am stupid.
Back to the story.
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So I, of course, reply.
Me: ‘You texted me. Who are YOU?’
Him: ‘This is william. Now who the heck are you?’
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A HA!! Eureka! I remember this idiot!
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Me: ‘Right. This is Samantha. What do you want?’
Him: ‘I met you at rebounds! Send me a pic.’
Me: ‘NO’
Him: ‘Why are you being mean?’
HE THEN SENT ME THE SCARY PIC FROM BEFORE. I GUESS HE THOUGHT THAT WOULD CHANGE MY MIND?
Me: ‘I am busy. Do you need something? I did not meet you anywhere. Some chick gave you the wrong number. Probably for a good reason….’
Him: ‘You are mean.’
Me: ‘Yea….probably’
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One would think this would be the end of the damn situation….but that person would be wrong. This idiot has been texting me at midnight every single night since then.
This is AWESOME. I will never be bored enough to figure out how to make this situation not retarded.
Apparently, Artyom Sidorkin is a smoker who began coughing up blood last week. Rightfully, he was uber concerned and he went to the hospital. The doctors were 100% positive that he had cancer after they x-rayed his chest and found, what appeared to be, a tumor. They prepped him for surgery and off he went. They decided to do a biopsy because the mass was rather large and they did not want to cut a significant amount of his lung unless it was necessary. During the biopsy…..they found that it was a 5 centimeter fir tree.
I am a pretty passionate person when it comes to emotions. One emotion that I rarely bother with is hatred. It is a very draining emotion to spend any real time on. Frankly, I just do not have the time nor the energy to mess with it.
Unfortunately, sometimes it hits me like a ton of bricks.
I can honestly say that, before today, there were exactly 2 people on the list of people that I hate. Both of these people incite a certain amount of rage in my body that cannot really be contained. This amount of rage causes an exhaustion that I cannot even begin to describe here…..and, when around these people or when others bring up these people, I say and do things that are rather embarrassing and shocking. Over the years I have realized that this happens and I try to just remove myself from the situation.
I have spent some time trying to figure out what these people have done that puts them into an entire different category than the people that I simply just dislike. It turns out that each of them have done something to a family member that I view to be so horrible and indescribable that there is nothing that they can do to redeem themselves in my eyes. Truthfully, each of them have even been forgiven, at times, by the family member that they actually hurt. Yet, I am incapable of getting past it. There are other things these people have in common….mainly that they are just a drain on society and are just, in general, crappy people. Those qualities have nothing to do with the hatred I feel when I think about them. It stems from the fact that they truly hurt, and damaged emotionally, someone that I love.
I have a couple of friends that have said these things about hatred:
“Hatred is the poison of the soul”
“God don’t like ugly”
Every time I think about these people, these 2 quotes come to mind
Anyways, today someone new was added to this list. It turns out that one of my sister’s friends is friends with the person who holds the number 1 spot on the hate list. Today, we went to pick up an item of furniture from this girl’s house and I heard her defending the number 1. It was like someone poked me with a white hot poker. I felt like someone had poured molten lava on my head. My beautiful niece was there so I controlled myself….but I could feel the anger just pouring out of my body. This is not a pleasant feeling at all.
So now, I am completely exhausted. I had a date tonight that I flat out did not enjoy and it is mainly because I was thinking about these feelings. Stupid people. Sigh.
