fuzzy bunny's blog: "Adie"

After 6 months of metaphorically wrestling with World Financial Network National Bank, those dickheads FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY accepted the fact that I did not open the Victoria Secret credit card this bitch opened in my name. They were calling me every day, sending mass mailings that would all end up at my address, sending me bills, the whole nine yards. When I would talk to them on the phone, depending on the day, I would get different reasons why they were holding me responsible, anything from "the items were delivered to your house" to "you haven't given us a name of the person to get our money from" (which is total bullshit because I did). I kept sending them the number to contact the detective I was working with because he could verify I was the victim of identity theft, they would continue to call me and never once him. This company was a real bitch to deal with. I would ask them "what do I have to do to get this off my credit report?" I would do what they said and they still came back with the same response, SEND US MONEY OR ELSE. This was a repeatative occurance. So, I finally get a letter in the mail. At this point, any correspondence with this company I've learned to dread. So I read said letter... lo and behold (insert angels singing here) I read that they FUCKING FINALLY are not holding me responsible and they are taking the account off my credit report. I had made arrangements with the chick that did it (a former friend) and the customer service reps. that if I could get the money from her and pay them they could take it off my report so I'm currently holding onto $325 of her money. I'm debating on whether I should give it back to her.

Every day this week I've woken up with a waft of rememberance. The theme is reoccuring. It has to do with dating/life partner/things of the like. This morning upon awaking the memory was of a class room. The teacher, a burning beacon of raw sexuality, was going around the class about to announce who he was going to take to dinner that night. Finally his fineness declared the lucky girl to be me. Shortly thereafter I realized I already had a date with another teacher of equal orgazmic proportions. And then I woke up. I do believe this makes me a dream slut. My mother was right when she said I was destined for great things.

It started off with me commenting that I was geeky in a mumm. Next thing I know this idiot is in my shout box. Who do these people think they are? lol And I feel I must add... his status is (I see stupid people). I LICK PAINT: We Can Tell You are ->I LICK PAINT: and how is that o wise one? I LICK PAINT: just an opinon ->I LICK PAINT: lol, you don't even know who I am I LICK PAINT: probably not .. and easier that way :) ->I LICK PAINT: what was the point of you jumping in my shout box? ->I LICK PAINT: if you didn't want to talk to me that is I LICK PAINT: Bye ->I LICK PAINT: who is the stupid one now? I LICK PAINT: Mmm this a trick question ? or do I get multiable choices ->I LICK PAINT: either you're not sober or we are having two separate conversations. The answer is obvious Proof that too much paint lickey impacts efficient and cognative brain function.

Have you seen the "are you really in love or is it just a fling" survey/quiz, whatever it is, that took the place of your "you have 50 million available surveys"? Well, no need to click on that link my friends, just visit my blog to find out and I won't even ask you for your email address. All I require is your name, social security number, date of birth, and address. 1) When you are around this person is there an audible hum in your pants? Yes-1 point No-2 points 2) Is this person someone you respect? Yes-2 points No-1 point 3) Was the first question you asked them "Do you put out?" Yes-1 point No-2 points 4) Does this person put a sparkle in your eye even when you're not drinking? Yes-2 points No-1 point 5) Have you ever called this person BEFORE 10 PM to hang out? Yes-2 points No- 1 point Now tally up your points If you scored… Less than 5 - you didn't answer all the questions. You have commitment issues and possibly ADD. 5-7 - you're just looking to get a piece and your underoos most likely are harboring some sort of infestation 8 or 9 - if you're female it's love, if you're male it's lust 10 - you're lying More than 10 - take a ride on the arithmetic railroad, do not pass go, do not collect $200

I have the important job of office support staff and occasionally covering for the receptionist when she goes on breaks and to lunch. The receptionist does some things that really gross me out. I don't disrespect her as a person but I'm sure everyone has pet peeves about the people they work with. She eats potato chips all day and has to brush her seat off during the changing of the guards when she's ready to go on break. There have been multiple times that I have touched the desk and ended up with crumbs all over my hand. She also uses Vaseline as hand moisturizer. When I go to use the mouse or the phone these items are well lubed as a result of potato chip grease and petroleum jelly. Gross, right? Well, a new situation has risen. She has sparatically littered the mouse pad with enough crumbs to form build up inside the mouse. Now while dragging the mouse across the pad a slight scratching noise is audible and definitely detectable while using it. IT DRIVES ME NUTS! It's like having 10 snagged nails while trying to put on pantyhose. I shudder at the thought of going out there to cover for her lunch.

I like American Idol. Having said that, I don't love it, I don't think that every person to make it to the finals has what it takes to go all the way. There are only two people in the 7 (I think) years that the show has been aired in which I have ever voted for. I am very musically inclined, and admittedly I'm not a good enough vocalist to make a show like that but I honestly do have the ear for it. The first was Elliott Yamin... god he had an amazing tone to his voice. He really deserved to win in my opinion. This year I vote for someone solely based on their manorisms and personality... I just can't help it. He's so freakin cute it makes me want to vomit. His eyes, his voice, his je ne sais quais... and it's not that he's the best one. Shit, I've turned into what American Idol is all about.... I suck. He really did give an excellent performance last week though... just watch.

This guy at my office is really superficial and doensn't think much when he opens his mouth. This is why when I can get in a good crack at him I always jump on the opprotunity. He was telling me how difficult one of his clients was being and continues by saying, "and you thought my job was easy." I responded, "I never said that, I just think you don't do a lot of it." My boss heard me and he cracked up.

I live on the corner of a one way street and, leaving my driveway, I often cut straight to the main road instead of driving all the way around the block. This morning was no exception. What made it slightly different was that a cop saw me do it. At first I thought I was going to get away with it but then, a couple streets later, there flashed the blue and red. He asked me, "did you just come from so-and-so street?" and I sheepishly replied "yeah, but I live right on the corner". Apparently that didn't make it any less illegal. When he was done with his 'bad girl, you shouldn't break the law' blah blah speech I felt like a little girl who just got a scolding from her father. When he walked away the tears were welling up in my eyes and I had a lump in my throat. He just gave me a warning, thank goodness, and rest assured I will not be taking the short cut anytime soon.

Instructions...... Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourselfAt the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. I was tagged with this once before and wasn't going to do it because I felt self-centered for thinking up all these things about me. Being that I've been tagged again AND I suppose it is interesting to hear things about people you didn't know before I decided to cooperate. So here it is... 1. I've found it hard to come up with 10 things being that I'm an open book and completely normal :-S 2. I dated a freshman when I was a senior. 3. I was born in Phoenix, Arizona. 4. I like my butt. 5. Math and Science were my favorite subjects in school. 6. I'm a perfectionist when it comes to most things. 7. My dad died when I was 7. 8. I love to learn and pursue knowledge on a daily basis. 9. I don't like chocolate or most sweet foods. 10. I've been abnormally hungry lately and feel that I'm a vitim of immaculate conception. Now to follow suit... tagging Hugh G Joak Beaker Covered in Camo Wudegod Mech421 no pressure guys!

I'm stoked. I got a hefty Christmas bonus, most of which went to pay off my car. I got an unexpected property tax return, it went to the same place. I made my regular payment yesterday and guess what my remaining balance is. You'll never guess I'll just tell you. $364!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO!!! I sooooo can't wait to get that car paid off! And I was sooooo excited about it that I had to tell everyone so :P