Day 279: Room by Emma Donoghue

Ok, I'm entitled to my opinions and I'd just like to say that I hated this "New York Times Best Seller" book. It's not that it was horribly written, it's just that the little boy in it that narrates the entire story did nothing but piss me off for basically the entire book.

To give you a little insight without destroying the book for you, the book is about a woman who was abducted when she was about nineteen and then kept in a shed that her kidnapper turned into a sort of apartment that was her prison. She later gets pregnant and gives birth to the narrator, Jack, right there in the shed. When the book starts out, Jack is five and he tells everything from his eyes. Now, have you ever heard a fucking five year old talk? They don't make a damn bit of sense as is. This entire fucking book is written from a five year old who's been raised in a SHED's perspective. Later on, his mother devises an escape plan and it works and they are rescued and put into a sort of mental hospital.

The reason I hated this book is because Jack never wanted to leave "Room" and hates the outside world and never respects really anything his mother says to him. He's a pain in the ass, he's clingy and he's just downright stupid.

The whole story is told from that damn child's perspective.

This is why I hated this story.

Day 278: NO CUSTOMERS WERE SHITTY TODAY!!!!

It's a miracle! There's always a shitty customer! Not today!!! I even worked with my favorite people. I never get to work with Lauren, but when we do work together, we're crazy. I love her. SO MUCH. It's more an experience, I can't just tell you how we are, because it's more something you have to be there and witness, but trust me, once you've seen it your life will never ever be the same again.

Day 277: If I ever become a dark lord...

I never want to go back to work after I've had off of work for more than two days. It kills me. It feels like I live there most of the time anyhow, so when I finally get away from it for awhile, it feels like I'm splitting my soul in two. So, if I ever become a dark lord, you HAVE to destroy Hollywood Casino because I've definitely made it into a Horcrux. When you do so, please do it with precision. You don't want a single thing inside that place still standing you know.

Ohhhh I'm so funny.

Day 276: Wrapping Paper and ribbon

So if you're anything like me you blow at wrapping presents. I usually just shove everything into a gift bag and then stuff tissue paper in on top of it all so that I don't have to deal with it. But for Christmas time, to make it look like I really bought you more than I did, I will wrap everything individually. Now, I don't completely get the purpose of having to make a present look absolutely beautiful when you wrap it. The wrapping paper is just going to get ripped to shreds anyway, so what does it matter if just a little bit of the paper isn't perfect? I was wrapping gifts tonight out in our living room and my mom was breathing down my neck about how I wasn't wrapping everything with precision excellence. It's like seriously, dude? Who gives a shit? It's going to be wrapped for about .00000000000000003 seconds after I present it to the person. It's not like a painting. IT'S WRAPPING PAPER.

Day 275: I'll roll again. I always do.

So, I didn't mention this but I recently broke up with my boyfriend. I don't really want to say much about it. I even hid my relationship status so that no one would throw a big shit about it and pity me and blame him or whatever. It's really not that big deal and this is nowhere I haven't been before. I can be single. I've done it before. I do not need a man to complete me. Though the one that will will come along, I'm sure. You really just have to quit looking. And make them come to you. It's okay. I'm okay. He's okay. We're all okay.

Day 274: Things I am thankful for

Since today is Thanksgiving I would like to list the things that I am thankful for:

• I am thankful for the assload of friends I have. There are many that I honestly can say that I probably wouldn't be alive without. Ones that made me quit things that I shouldn't have been doing in the first place. Ones that convinced me that I was worth something. Ones that convinced me that they needed me when I felt like my life was worth nothing.
• For my family
• For the men who did the horrible things they did to me. For the failed relationships. For every person who ever called me stupid, ugly, fat, or a bitch. Because in the end, all of you made me stronger. All of you made me better.
• For a pen and paper always being close by. :)
• I am thankful for love
• For laughter
• For smiles
• For harmless flirtation from certain employees and customers at the casino. They always seemed to do this whenever I was having a shit day and made me smile.
• For Michael Crichton.
• For Pillowpets
• For the internet
• For change
• The men and women who serve our country
• Cancer Research
• Long hugs
• My stupid ass dog
• Blankets
• For everything

Day 273: Look out for tomorrow's blog.

I will list all that I am thankful for. Today I don't have much to say to you.