Twitching

I've developed three new twitches...

1. My left eye twitches almost constantly - I hate it.
2. My right upper lip area twitches almost constantly... I hate it also.
3. I'm constantly trying to hold them still with my hand because they are so annoying that now it seems as if my arm is twitching also when it flies to my face.

I am soooo cool.

I'm extremely annoyed and tired this week. I wish I knew why.

I suppose I should get it together by tomorrow... It's Nick's birthday and I should be pleasant and not annoyed for the occasion - it's the least I can do... you know - since I can't surprise him with a super cool birthday present.... since we already got it.

It is officially the coolest monitor ever and quite a cool television as well. We now pick-up tv stations that I'm sure the cable company doesn't want us to know about... like HBO and such.

Taco Bell doesn't take checks...

I left my wallet in the office. I went to Taco Bell at lunch. I did not have anything to pay with other than my lone checkbook in my purse... I was already in the drive through and I had already ordered... so I figured - what the hell... I looked around for signs saying NO PERSONAL CHECKS or NO CHECKS or AMANDA DON'T BE AN ASS... Didn't see any... so I wrote a check for a measly $2.33.

I got to the first window. The woman barely spoke English, but I did finally understand - "We don't take checks." She did not understand, "I have no other way to pay you." By the time it was all sorted out - the manager had decided to give me my lunch for free, but my pride was so hurt, and they refused to even listen to me when I tried to mention to them that they should maybe post a sign saying CASH OR CREDIT ONLY... so I just left. I hope the guy behind me enjoyed his free spicy chicken crunchwrap.

Moral: I won't be going to that Taco Bell again - I can't show my face there anymore... also - they don't have signs regarding payment methods... so I don't like them anymore... also... my pride still hurts from the manager taking pity on me.

Apparently I'm a Keeper

Today I got a nameplate for my desk. Now people will now who I am... damnit! A couple days ago they ordered me business cards... I'm actually excited for those. I think it's a validation thing of sorts. I had actually given up on ever getting them, because "assistants" don't get them, and admins definitely don't get them, and I'm an assistant admin of sorts... but I'm marketing, so I guess I'm special... my mommy thinks so.

Whatever... They like me and they plan on keeping me around long enough to have a brass name plate engraved and to have 500 business cards printed. I think that's pretty cool. I'm quite pleased with myself today.

It makes for a pleasent Friday.