Turn off your screaming child please.

I'm in Chipotle yesterday grabbing a bite for dinner because it's late, im hungry, I just tried on a million dresses for NYE and hated all of them and I still have about an hour left to my "going hom from work" commute. I'm standing in line waiting to give my order of mild tomatoe, sour cream, cheese, guac and lettuce on my veggie burrito when everyone stops....

Coming from the freezer of the Chipotle store is this horrid screaming, like a child who just found her parents lying in a pool of there own blood, skin crawling scream. It sounded as if it was coming FROM the freezer but at the same time it almost sounded like it was on a tv in the back or outside, very distant. The manager who was frozen in horror stared at the freezer door as if at any moment a villian of your worst nightmare was going to bust out with a chainsaw....and then it happened.


Some idiot from the line silenced his cell phone. RIDICULOUS!!!!

Who in gods name would want the sound of a blood curdling screaming child on there cell phone, can you imagine getting a call at three in the morning when you are alone in your city apartment and that's the sound you hear?? Please!! I'd need a prescription cocktail just to handle getting a phone call!! Because if I hear a screaming child when I am alone in my apartment at night then one of my two worst nightmares has come true; 1) I have given birth to something or 2) A child is being killed outside my door and I will be forced to get out of bed and dial 911. And who the hell wants to work with the guy who enjoys listening to children scream, sounds like a bad episode of L&O SVU, for real.

So after much giggling commenced from the people making my burrito I paid and left, however that scream still lingers on my ears and that burrito still lingers as heart burn. It was a night my anxiety ridden mind and my esophagus will not soon forget.


Thanks to you burrito boy, thanks to you.

Brie is the way to be!

So I just had the most incredible lunch with my mother, so tasty!! We had tomatoe and brie soup and paninis...scrumcious!!! My mom is visiting me for the next week and a half, it's been awesome so far. My mother is one of those people that everyone loves, she's pocket sized fun! Everyone should check out Apple Annies tomatoe and brie soup, it's so good and probably awful for you. I'm guessing brie in general is NOT on my non-exsistant diet. And my saying that I have a non-exsistant diet is not fair...see as explained I've put on a lil weight, about 40lbs and im working to get it off (exercise and diet...no magic pills) which is more then most people can say for themselves. I'll post stats of myself at some point so ya'll can cheer me on or boooooo me if I fail. I need that sort of evil mind tricking stuff so I stick to things, basically if you tell me I can't or won't I will. However until someone tells me that im going to keep eating brie and "talking" about my "healthy" diet.

Happy Tummy.

In the beginning there was Christmas.

So im 26, just turned 26 on friday the 25th of December 2009 (and yes I realize that is Christmas day but everyone seems to want to remind me when they hear it). I am a Christmas baby, which I believe to be the beginning of my lifes troubles. I'm serious. Let me break it down for you....

Mother goes into labor at 9pm on Christmas eve in 1983...older brother insists that the baby can NOT come now because it is the night before Christmas and Santa will get confused and not bring him presents...mom gets older brother into the car and to my aunts house...my cousins are then woken up by the commotion and freak out because Santa isnt going to bring them presents now...all children declare that they hate the baby because it's ruining Christmas then go to bed...mom finally gets to the hospital...Mom is in labor...I poo in the whom and begin to choke on my own feces...Finally I come out of the whom face up and poo covered...It's now 1:13pm on the afternoon of Christmas Day in 1983...I spend the next 26 years fighting for attention on my birthday with Jesus Christ. Worst birthday ever.

It's now 26 years after this glorious day of my birth and im living in Killeen, TX and about to move into my own apartment in Austin, TX on February first. Just started a new job in September and pushing towards my future goals and dreams, like having electricity all the time and not getting peed on by my cat. 2010 and my twenty-sixth year should be fun, ive got a lot planned and I think it's going to be the best year yet.

Wish me luck!