You can take this job and restaff it

Well, after about 9 months, my career at Hanover Compression is finally coming to an end. Yes sir, this is my last week here and I'd like to take a minute and reflect on the good times. Well, there were all those times that I got to leave early... and then all those times when I got my pay checks. Well, that's about it. If there has been anything I have learned from this job is that prejudice and sexism are still very much alive in kicking in the world to day. I have also learned that certain people in my family aren't as white trash as I thought they were. Anyhow, this is my last week, and they've hired a new girl to replace me. Coincidentally, her name is Amy, she is 6'1", and has brown hair. I never knew exactly how replaceable I was until that girl walked into her interview. But, as the saying goes "don't be irreplaceable, or you will never get promoted"... or as I prefer it "be replaceable so you can quit whenever you want." Amy, from Hanover. Out.

Traveshamockery

Nothing much to say. I just heard my boss get mad and say "Santa Maria gonneria" and felt it was worth noting.

Oh, Mr. Gallagher

I was taking care of my friend's kids the other night-- Hudson and Harper, ages 2 and 3. Before I laid Harper down for bed she picked this counting book for us to read. Well, there wasn't much reading going on. She mainly just counted stuff. That went on for some time and then it was time for bed. Well, I said a quick prayer and then asked her if she wanted to pray-- she didn't answer me but closed her eyes and said "one, two, three, four, five..." I was like "Harper, that's counting, not praying." She kept doing it, so I said, "ok, well you don't have to pray." Then she closed her eyes and said "Dear God! I pray for my mommies mommies, and my mommies mommies, and my mommies mommies and my mommies mommies and my mommies mommies and my mommies mommies, and my friends friends and for the people who don't have enough food food..." and then she muttered something that sounded like "and I pray for the cat in my yard."

Your money's on the dresser, baby. I'm done with you

Apparently a lot of guys from Hanover (the place I work-- pay attention) are going on a weeklong trip to Las Vegas. Well, the main boss guy was leaving and right before he walked out the door (which is fairly close to my desk) he starts singing at the top of his lungs "VIVA LAS VEGAS! VIVA LAS VEGAS!!" Fran heard him leaving and she said "I can't believe you're going there by yourself (meaning without a girl) You won't have anyone to take care of you." He said "Oh yes I will." Fran said "so, you're bringing a girl with you? What, you got a hot date, Rick?" To which Rick replied, "not yet, but I'll buy her when I get there."

Blegh.

The buildings are changing into coconut trees

I keep feeling like I need to sneeze. I have had that funny sneeze look on my face all day long.

Yesterday, as I was eating with Caroline in the park, I noticed a little smudge of bird poop that looked like a ferret.

I cut 5 1/2 inches off my hair.

Every word is nonsense, but he understands

One thing that has changed since I've been married is that now when I do crazy things in my sleep, someone else sees it. I did know about a few of my nocturnal quirks before I got married-- mainly b/c they woke me up (either b/c I was being too loud or I ran into something.) But I really didn't know how frequently I would do these things. Two things I've said recently are.... "Twice the size of a human heart?" and "Hey! Free me!" I'm kind of disturbed by this. I feel bad for Jeremy-- I'm afraid I'll say something one day that will really freak him out, but he seems to think it's funny. Besides I think he really enjoys telling me the next day. He's always like "Amy, do you remember what you said last night?" Chances are, I don't.

Madam, We must have waffles! We must all have waffles forthwith! We must think, and we must all have waffles

I HATE when you come to a four way stop, and either get there at the same time or after another person who is also stopping at that intersection, and you wave the person on... then they ignore your wave and continue to wave you on. I have never understood this.

If you ever happen to be watching MTV when "I Want a Famous Face" and it's a "girl" who wants to look like Jennifer Lopez, just turn the channel, because that "girl" is definitely not a girl.

I hate saying "ASAP" so from now I'm going to say "ASNAP".

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