but the system we use to work is down and I am bored!
Obama won NC. He was at NC State to give his thank you speech. I wonder if the calls will stop now. I hopefully got my last 3 yesterday way after I voted. I was at the polls at 6:30 cuz I don't do lines very well.
Went to the country club for lunch yesterday, nothing really interesting to talk about. I didn't do much talking but the lady next to me did a lot of talking to me. *sigh*
My current boss lost at his attempt to be our next governor last night. I wonder what he'll be doing next year and how many upper level staff members are going with him. Since I will be outta here by time all the changes are made I am not all that concerned.
For mothers day weekend I may have a day off! Babydaddy plans to come down Friday, visit Pooka Friday, then swoop her up Saturday and have her spend the night with him. All this means that I need to find me something to do on Saturday if he shows up! At the moment I am considering taking myself to see Iron Man and sleeping really hard. I have yet to read a bad review of the movie and I value sleep so much. With a child in the home you just can't seem to sleep as hard as you'd like to.
I guess I'll talk about my "fight", if you wanna call it that. It was many years ago, back in MD in the house I grew up in. My aunt Diva was "babysitting" me and my cousin J who's 6 months older than me. We are sitting there bored and for some reason I started bugging J. I mean annoyingly bugging him, on purpose. He kept telling me to stop and I just wouldn't. After awhile he started to say that if I didn't stop he was going to hit me. In my mind I was like yeah right, he wouldn't hit ME, not ME, plus I am a girl! So I kept right on being annoying and next thing I knew......BAM! Right square in the face! OMG that hit stung so damn bad all I could do was break out in tears and run to tell my aunt. So yeah that wasn't a fight but man did I take one to the face. That was the first time...
The second time I was in like 3rd or 4th grade. I was at school and everyone was outside for recess. Yet again, I don't remember how it started but I think I started bugging this boy named Shawn. Shawn was a little round thing (I'm talking like I wasn't round too) and I remember him sitting Indian style on the ground minding his own. Again, I don't remember what made me go over there and mess with ole boy but I do remember me and him squared off with our dukes up. We dance around for a good minute then BAM! Yet again I take a blow to the face. I was finished. Game over. Don't wanna play no more! LOL! I don't recall either one of us getting in trouble, but I do recall how it hurt!
The only time I hit someone with some anger behind it was with one of Babydaddy's side dishes. Long story short I was pissed, my feelings were hurt, I was pregnant, and she wouldn't shut the fuck up. Luckily she didn't hit me back cuz I swear with me being in the mental state that I was in (which I NEVER want to be in again), I would have caught a charge. Seriously!