new J. Crew

I HATE MONEY.

I'm still sad about Paul Newman. Joanne once said of him, "Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat."

MY LOVE AFFAIR

it's time i come clean about my recent crush. i feel awful about it, especially because i can't afford to love it. what's a girl to do?!
marc jacobs' designs and i have had many crushes and affairs during my last years of fashion love. i freaked out when marc dated a brazilian guy, it was like a small piece of me was by his side. ah, marc jacobs, why must you treat me so badly? can't you just sell your fashionable designs at target?
i know most of you won't like this purse. i totally understand and respect that. my own mother almost puked and kindly offered to get me a "purse that wasn't made out of plastic". but you know what? i slice cold cuts for 8 hours a day, i am allowed to make cool fashion choices. even wesley, the coolness of cool asian boy that works with me, has enjoyed my fashion choices as of late. he sometimes suggests more risky things for me to match, but he says overall, i have great style. same goes for my gay boss at work, who says that i wear my new scarf very well and that it goes great with my eyes and skin tone. we talked about me doing my Neti Pot ( http://www.sinucleanse.com/?source=google&group=neti&campaign=1 ) every day and different tecniques that i could try. i love my gay boss, he is so cool. i like making crazy fashion choices. like my emerald green cords, for example. my mom hates them, ammon hates them, but wesley and i love them. what can i say? i am a fashion rebel at heart who enjoys all things j. crew and marc jacobs. BUT i buy their more risky things. cause i'm a rebel. duh.

sad blog

what a sad little blog, no posts! wah wah wah!
so much has been happening, i have had no time to write! i would also like to mention that Milana came in to my work yesterday. holy shit, how adorable are her and her daughter!? i was so excited to see them. and john comes in sometimes...i told ammon i feel super cool when people go out of their way to come and say hi to me. i have made quite a few costumer friends at work, but nothing beats seeing John and Milana. love love love them. and love how nice they are! when my boss gets fired (fingers crossed!), i'll tell everybody about all the crazy stuff he does...but until then, i'll keep my mouth shut.
yesterday i got yelled at so bad (by a costumer) that my manager came and apologized about it to me. the guy, this crazy crazy insane guy, got pissed because we are inconsistant with our pizza crusts. yeah. this douche face place an order for a half pepperoni, half maguerita pizza and i had to make it for him. i like making pizza, i think rolling out dough is fun, but i wanted to go home at 9:30...not roll out pizza. anyway, this guy comes in and the pizza was in the oven. i see him checking out our other pizzas, and he mentions how some of the crust is super thin, and some of it is thicker. the dough comes portioned out to us, we just roll the damn things out. i told him that. he rolled his eyes at me. so his pizza comes out, i weigh it, and it comes to $16.99. WOAH. the guy shat his pants. he let me (and the entire whole foods store) know that the pizza in park city is not only better looking, it is also $3 cheaper. $3, woah...that's enough to what? buy yourself a Snickers? seriously. i told him i was really sorry but i didn't choose the pricing on the pizzas. and as soon as i noticed that the nicer i was, the more pissed he got, i went to town. i was miss niceness of the world. i just kept on apologizing and smiling. things got out of hand when he said "damn it", so i went and got management. it was funny, though. i am getting used to assholes at work. and for a person to lose it because of pizza dough?! can you imagine the way this dick breath treats his family? jeez.
my mom is in town and i am loving it. coming home to Ammon AND my mom is da boooomb! love love love it.
i hope you guys are all having a good week. please tell John and Milana i love it that they come visit me. and you guys are so lucky to have normal bosses. really. ask ammon what my boss got caught doing in the parking lot this week.

AH!

LOOKS JUST LIKE THE TOONCE!

work work work

i work too much. not anything else has been going on, other than the fact my momma is coming to town on SUNDAAAY! woah! excitement galore!
i just want to tell you all about a guy that came in to work yesterday. so i was working at the juice and java part but my "team mate" wesley had gone pee, so i was in charge of his sandwich station as well. i LOVE making sandwiches for people. and i love it when they want to create their own sandwich. and i love making their sandwiches all huge, cause they get all excited (but I only make them huge if they are nice, if the person is not nice i make sure to get crappy pieces of chicken and lettuce). anyway, this guy wanted a slice of pizza, not a sandwich. so i see this guy coming up and i was like, great, this guy is gonna be awesome. so he says hi to me, asks me how im doing. he tells me he is doing AWESOME. yeah. i started feeling a little uncomfortable so i ask him what he wanted, and he says pizza. i ask him what slice he wants and he says (get ready...) "THIS BIG BAD BOY WANTS A BIG, BAD SLICE!" ooooh dear. ew. and to make matters worse, i have had a lot of lesbians hit on me lately. especially when i wear my bangs down. my mom told me i need to switch my deodorant or perfume. or both.
sarah palin makes me nervous. and i hates how she says "darn" and "gosh darn it". she scares me. can you imagine this woman in charge of anything? id be scared of having her just as a neighbor. ugh.
ps: i heard lacy is voting mccain/palin.

so the thing i like to do best when i have a shitty week is make fun of other people. people who think they are cool, especially.
that's my aunt. she's from russia. she is 50 years old. yes, 50. botox much? that's her horse. he bucked me off. he is a mean stallion. he sure is pretty though. my aunt thinks she is a supermodel and that everybody loves her. they don't, though. she got a Faberge Egg for her birthday. she thinks she is royalty. she is an awful dresser.
i know it might sound like i am jealous of her (i am just jealous of her for being extremely rich and having that gorgeous horse) but i'm not. she treats my cousins like shit and wants my uncle all to herself.
i just had to vent. thanks.