oopsies

so some time last august before i went off to mankato, i rang up the bank in which i keep my money and asked them in no uncertain terms if they would please send my bank statements to my dorm address instead of my home address. problem solved huh? this went according to plan for count, one month. someone in clerical must have fucked up because from there on after, my statements were no longer delivered to my dorm, nor did i ever see them when i would return home. thus, i have not balanced my checkbook for well over 9 months. i thought i had cracked the code when i decided to enroll in online banking, but to my disappointment, they will not display my transactions beyond a month or so. so how much money do i have in my checking account? i couldnt tell ya for sure.

some customers came into work today at around 5 or so...so it should be apparent to anyone with a skull that perhaps, we arent baking as much as we do in the morning...anyway, she wanted some plain bagels, but due to a small rush, we were out. so she was already huffy but settled on a cinnamon sugar bagel instead. my esteemed colleague was doing the order but unfortunatly sliced his finger instead of the bagel so he was a bit indisposed for a minute. being the only other person working the line, he told them i would take care of it. however, i was already working on a rather large order that i was only about half way through...so of course i kept working on that one. before i even finished, this douche bag scowled under her breath and quickly decided to leave. i dont know what kind of thoughts were going through that cum guzzlers mind...i guess she wanted me to stop everything to put some butter on her shitty bagel.  i hate customers. i really really hate them. the lady behind this one saw the whole thing and told me that she managed a retail store and that she thinks that all people should be required to have a job in some sort of service industry at least once. and that would definatly be a good idea. wow...not interesting at all.

now, i recall seeing a sign at the gas station i went to today that said free car wash with 10 gallon fill up.  i put at least 15 in my purple boatmobile so where the hell is my free car wash.  when i wake up tomorrow my car better be sparkling.

i wore my nut necklace today and the injury report looks good. i searched ebay for a happy days bracelet but could not find one. at least ive got one happy days bracelet. and its leaving little indents on my arm. bracelet definatly looks misspelled but i checked, its not. its just a fucked up little word i guess.

the other day my computer recovered from a serious error. thats amazing since i wasnt even aware of the fact that there was an error. see now thats just great.

i went to a dinner party today but did not arrive in time for dinner. lucky for me i had a delicious meal at brueggers. unfortunatly this meal did not include a happy little place card. it did however involve a tasty cup of soup, which to my surprise had beans in it. some green beans and another kind, which kind i do not know, im not a fancy bean connosouir. now that has to be spelled wrong.

maybe i should take some of these old pictures down. they are so old that its not even like, hey yeah, remember that, oh that was so fun. its like, hey, douchebag, these things are like 5 years old and none of these little groups even exist anymore. the expiration date has passed. even with a freshness seal.

i wonder in these pictures if i was actually happy. now, wherever i go, whoever im with, im always, ALWAYS a fifth wheel. more of a pity invite than anything. was it always like that? havent i always been hard pressed to come up with valuable input, not just a stifled chuckle every now and then? what makes now so different from then. i dont recall it being much different then, but that must have been satisfying enough for me then.

on saturday it will be a year since i started this crap. wow.