Mood: Upbeat

It makes me laugh, like when some one looks you straight in the eyes and says "banana." Apparently a gherkin a small, prickly cucumber that you pickle. There's also something called a "sea gherkin" which I'm taking the liberty of assuming is the same thing as a "sea cucumber" and that probably lives in a reef under water, and would be a prime character some day for an appearance in Spongebob or something, wearing a funny hat and making lewd innuendo jokes about being shaped like a cucumber. Anyway, that aside. . .

I've been scheduled for two more supervisor shifts of doooOOOooom at work; one today and one next week. I have a sneaking, paranoid suspicion that they're trying to secretly train me for Customer Service full-time and thus I must work extra hard to thwart them and prove that I should not be in CS. *Starts chasing customers around the store and beating them with empty water bottles that they try to return* I will exchange words with Carolina today and pray that she doesn't smite me with her eye lasers.

I went and saw The Princess Bride last night with Chelle, Amanda, and Lance. It wasn't anything dazzling, but it was pretty much what I expected from a high school theatre production, so with that in mind it was up to par. Weasley broke his broom-handle sword in half during his first duel, the castle banner was hung upside-down, and the Rodent of Unusual Size was a lion. . .but they had all the good lines and the "r" retarded priest, so I enjoyed myself.

On Monday morning I nearly put my plastic Jesus through the window in boiling rage. I was writing for the first time in months with a new idea that plowed me over and I trying to get it all down in words, and I was so excited, and I was saving and saving and saving after paragraph. And then I saved a last time, and then I quit AppleWorks, and when I opened it up again -- ALL GONE!!! Every fucking word except for the first line, THE WHOLE FUCKING PAGE AND A HALF. . .DISAPPEARED! DELETED! A page and a half is a big deal for me, because it takes me so freaking long to write anything, and when I have good ideas I have to get them down the moment I think of them or else I completely forget about them in two seconds. We have no idea what the hell happened, because I did everything right, I SAVED IT. I SAVED IT OVER AND OVER AND IT WAS DELETED! I don't remember the last time I've been that upset. I started crying, I was so angry -- and my dad doesn't understand and he's asking why I'm so upset and that's making me angrier. AAAARRRRGGGGGRRRRRHHHHHAAAAAHHHHH! So I spent fifteen minutes moping before I finally went back to computer and tried typing out what I'd lost all over again, and I know I'm missing stuff from it because I can't remember it. That pisses me off so freaking much. Fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck FUCK. Moving on. . .

Samurai Champloo episode 22 -- what the hell was that? @_o Zombies and space meteors and body-generating wasabi. . . Out of all the crack induced episodes to come out of this series, this was like KING OF CRACK. I'm sure one or more the Champloo writers on staff overdosed and died working on this episode. Craaaaaazy~ And despite what Lance says, I stand firm that Naruto 124 remains awesome and only more awesome-a-nized the drunk Rock Lee fight in every way. The animation was kicked up a nice notch too. And Gaara's back again to fuck Kimmi up and save everyone's ass. Shwa ha ha ha ha~

The cover art for Harry Potter book 6 is out. The adult version has a picture of a ratty, time worn copy of "Advanced Potions Making," which happies me, because potions = Snape = Snape angst = Brenna love. (If they trick me and end up killing Severus off, I'm going after J.K. Rowling and beating her with a shovel.)