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though I suspect they really weren't designed for women, they just changed the buttons and called it a woman's shirt) and my cap is the stupidest looking thing in the world.

That's exactly how they made women's shirts and yes garrison caps are an offense to any one's fashion sense (including mine even!) I think the guy who came up with the Garrison Cap was wasted at the time

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every one head to detroit, we need to make megs summer more awesome and full of win

So today was a day of revelation for me. Today in the office I was called dear, sweetie pie and kiddo (none of which were by my dad). On the phone was worse: darling, honey, sweetheart and dear. It was pretty obnoxious having random people using traditional terms of endearment towards you after speaking to them for 2 minutes.

I DID find out that I've become indispensible for the company (which stinks for them since I'm leaving after Labor Day ). We have a few customers who speak very little English, and the English they do speak is difficult to understand. Those calls all find their way to my phone.

My uniform pants and cap came in the mail today. Everything fits as well as can be expected. My pants need to be hemmed, my belt needs to be shortened (it currently wraps around me 1.5 times), my shirt is not tight enough (it blouses funny when I tuck it in, but it's the smallest size they sell, though I suspect they really weren't designed for women, they just changed the buttons and called it a woman's shirt) and my cap is the stupidest looking thing in the world. Now I just need to buy my cap device and shoulder boards and I'm good to go.

Now if I can just figure out some social plans for the weekend...

Oh, I thought they served some type of purpose I wasn't aware of.

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Pardon my ignorance, but what are those for?

Because I like colors :P

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It really does, it fucking multiplies. The shit piles up. It's also because I have this problem with throwing things out... I think when I'm old I'll probably be one of those people who lives alone in a house with lots of cats and a bunch of junk, paper and all kinds of crap. People won't be able to walk around without stepping on something. Like the cat lady in the Simpsons.

Gotta pack your trash maya? isn't it intresting how your stuff seems to expand the longer you've been away?

Gotta' start packing soon to go home! Well in the next few days anyway... I don't know if I'm happy or what. Scratch that, I'm ecstatic, but also nervous as fuck. God how I hate packing!

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Pardon my ignorance, but what are those for?

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But Cap was right.

HA!

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This summer has been the worst on record in my book.

Aww, poor Meg. You should throw a huge 4th Of July party, and get giant blow up water Twister!...we did that last year. Pure awesomeness. Anyways, barbeque, and get illegal fireworks, and don't give a fuck about anything else but having fun. This includes not worrying about going to bed early to go to work in the morning.

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every one head to detroit

Is this a race? If it is, I win.

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This summer has been the worst on record in my book.

awww.... not cool

every one head to detroit, we need to make megs summer more awesome and full of win

*sigh*

I really don't like to say things like this...

But Cap was right.

I miss school.

I wish summer was over so that I could stop working at my horrible job, get up at normal times, not have it be a big deal to go to sleep at midnight and spend time with my friends.

This summer has been the worst on record in my book.

lol

yeah it's hard to start

I only managed to stick my head under the water, too fucking cold!

happy to help

(trust me a cold shower really does help, when I need to wake up I get it as cold as I can and duck in)

LOL I might just do it too. thanks amp

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Still not awake, though.

fixable, hold still

*drenches maya with a bucket of ice water*

now jump in a cold shower to simulate that

it'll wake you up

don't worry, it's understandable...I'd take any opportunity to smack me, too.

Still not awake, though.

*smacks maya*

I hate to tell you this but I had an alterior motive for awnsering your call to smack you

My life is fucking pathetic. I complain and bitch constantly about injustices and things that are "wrong" or fucked up, but I don't actually do anything. Talking can only go so fucking far. actually scratch that, it goes nowhere, at least in my case. And I realize this, this is the most pathetic part, I realize it, but I am too fucking afraid to ever really do anything. Or maybe I only use that as an excuse to auto-justify myself. Like I went down to New Orleans for Spring Break to work. But it was one fucking week. I should be fucking living there. Or I don't know. Get a little perspective at least on issues. It is so fucking easy though to get wrapped up and lost in my own shit. But if I realize it why the fuck don't I just stop doing it? The first few weeks after I got back from New Orleans that was all I could fucking think about, but after a while the perspective wears off, and I go back to being this self-involved bitch. Like right now. Once again. Bitching instead of changing. what the fuck. I'd like to slap myself. Someone, smack me in the face. Wake the fuck up.

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Anyone up for some revolutionary chaos?

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I've decided to start making my text gray. And putting a blue asterick at the end of each post. And maybe putting this at the end of each post, like I do on CS:

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