The Top Thirteen: Out With the Old Edition

It's nearly the end of the year. And with 2008 fast approaching, I decided I'd list a few things that will make 2008 great. Read if you wish. (If not, meh.)

13) It's another year of not being dead!
If you think life sucks, consider the alternative, which is a shitload worse.

12) Another year of being a homeowner.
Trust me, after several years of living in a downstairs apartment with extremely noisy kids living above us, the quiet is wonderful.

11) My Blogaversary.
My blog will officially be three years old next June. I feel kinda old, yet proud.

10) Only a year until the new Camaro (Primus willing)!
From what I've read, the 2010 Camaro is scheduled to hit the streets first quarter 2009. Only one year left until I can purchase my own drivable Bumblebee!

9) Transformers Animated. Nuff said.
The show officially starts January 5. The toys will come later in the year. Hasbro keeps feeding my Bumblebee addiction... and I couldn't be happier.

8) More Movie toys. Again, nuff said.
More new Movie Bumblebees, more toys to feed my growing addiction. I should probably just sign my paycheck over to Hasbro and be done with it.

7) If all goes according to play, I'll finally get that laptop.
I plan to save all my change, small bills, anything and hope like hell I have enough to purchase a laptop PC by the end of the year. Yes, I want one that badly.

6) Wizard World Chicago.
If we plan it correctly, Prime and I may just hit the Windy City and take in Wizard World. I haven't been in a few years, so it'll be nice to geek it up a bit.

5) Dairycon.
A day with my friends, acting geeky and buying toys. It's a little slice of heaven on Earth.

4) 11 months until Cashmas.
Nuff said.

3) W's admin will be in its death throes.
Again, nuff said.

2) BotCon.
If there is a Heaven, I believe it is BotCon. In a few months I'll be seeing my friends, buying new toys, meeting voice actors and acting like a hyper-geek. I can barely wait.

And the best thing about 2008 is....

1) It's another year with Prime.
Sure, he can be a pain in my ass, but I love him. I can't think of anyone else to spend a year, or a lifetime with. He makes everything worth while. I love ya, big guy. :)

We Wish You a Merry Bitchmas

..and a happy get the fuck out of here.

I am officially sick of Cashmas. (No, I am not calling it Christmas. I refuse.) Seriously, I am sick of this shit. I am sick of the customers (Put your cart back, you dumb bitch!), the dumbass co-workers (Thanks for pitching out yet another sign I had dibs on, you sorry bastards.) and the general bullshit (No, you cannot buy gift cards at the fucking self check!).

Only a few more days and I won't have to deal with this horseshit for a few months. May Primus help me keep my sanity.

A Moment of Zen: Seizure Disorder Style

If I were the decorating type, I would totally do this:

Yes, I want my neighbors to have light induced seizures, dammit! Screw those boring static displays; I want epic!

Either He's the World's Biggest Jinx, or My Gurdian Angel... I Can't Tell

Yesterday had to be one of the worst days I have ever had. Seriously, it was awful.

Prime and I got into an argument that morning (well, I can't call it an argument; I never got a word in edgewise), my right arm was hurting like a royal bitch, and I was stuck on self-check out.

No customer in that building knows how to use a self-check out without fucking it up. And everyone using those damned check outs is always rude. Always.

By the time 7 PM rolled around, I was ready to rip my hair out. But I couldn't go home just yet. There was no damned replacement for me. It took them nearly 15 minutes to find someone to replace my tired ass.

I walked out of that building wanting nothing more than to cry.

Prime picked me up and informed me that we were going to a nearby ShopKo, apparently they had a Transformer hat advertised on sale that he wanted to track down. So, track down we did.

We found the hat in boy's accessories, and I knelt down to get a better look. Then, I spotted something from the corner of my eye. A pair of hats, white, black and yellow, were hanging from a nearby peg. I took a closer look at them: They were Bumblebee hats.

I had just found a pair of Bumblebee hats.

I gasped and grabbed them. Prime just chuckled and shook his head. "You should have bad days more often," he said. "Every time you do, Bumblebee just keeps showing up."

Like I said, he's either my guardian angel or a jinx. I'm unsure which.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas...

but leave me the fuck out of it.

A baby Jesus is swiped from a Nativity, the world stops. This happens, no one gives a shit.

Fuck Christmas.
I'm sick and goddamned tired of this non-existent "war" while other religions are truly being oppressed.

Winter Sucks

Tis the fucking season for viral infections. I have a cold that keeps hanging on and won't leave me the fuck alone. I am sick of random coughing fits and feeling as if I've swallowed sandpaper! GAH!

Maybe I'll put a better post together tomorrow. Or not.

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It's been a bad couple of weeks, which is why I haven't updated worth a damn. I'm trying to get back into the swing of thing, so expect another update soon.

Oh and I hate the holidays. But you already knew that.