Let the search begin!

Well, her last day is Thursday, and we better start thinking about who we can get to "replace" her. (Although she will never truly be replaced). I have a few suggestions.

What about


Just think about how much fun AJ and I would have ripping her to shreds with our witty judgemental rants. Plus, she's not bad to look at for the boys. Downside: I bet she spends half of her life primping in the bathroom and you all know the stage fright I suffer from if someone is in there fixing their hair. I'd probably just have to quit peeing at work all together.

Or how about

I bet he would totally fall in love with me and then I could get married and never have to work again. PLUS Nikole LOVES John Mayer and this would totally piss her off and make her crazy with jealousy. Downside: I can't think of one.

OR what do you all think of hiring

How precious would that be!?!?!? Who wouldn't want to have a sweet chimp to play with all day long, PLUS this IS a Scientific Education Institution!!!!! Downside: I don't know that Chimps can be potty trained.

WAIT!! WAIT!!! I know!!! There is only one person I can think of that would even come close to filling Bargin Betty's Shoes. Only one who could mirror her charm, her slurred speech and her weak center of gravity....
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I'm CRAZY!?!?! YOU guys are crazy!!!

What!!! What the hell just happened! Let me tell you where I'm coming from:
The opposer is having a party today at 3:30. Today is THURSDAY. Now who can go to a party at 3:30 on a Thursday??? It doesn't make sense does it??? Well, according to EVERYONE else in this place it makes perfect sense. But then ofcourse, they had the foreknowledge that we all had PERMISSION to skate out an hour and a half early. I DID NOT. So as soon as I started my rant, you'd have thought me to be a witch in 17th Century Salem Massachussets. By the way folks, when you tell a person they are acting psychotic (WHEN THEY AREN'T!) it only forces them further into a Psychotic frenzy in a mad attempt to prove thier innocence.

Stupid Comment of the day: The opposer for having a party at 3:30 on a Thursday. (Although I am very excited to go)

BACK and BETTER THAN EVER!

Well, I’m back.
“Hey, Jenny, Where the hell did you go in the first place??? You didn’t even say goodbye!!! You just up and quit! You’re a quitter! That’s what you are!! Why should we trust you?!?! You just waltz in with your funny little comments and embarrassing dating traumas and as soon as it starts to feel like a “commitment” boom! You’re out the door!! We’re not falling for it again!! We quit you, Jenny!!! WE QUIT YOU!!!”

Now, now, husssh. Husssssh. It’s okay, I understand. I’ve been a bit of a bastard and you all have every right to be mad at me. I’m like that deadbeat dad. I can always make you laugh, I let you do things your mom won’t, and I let you stay up WAAAAY past your bedtime. All your friends think I’m the coolest. And I am the coolest…when I show up, which is never worth banking on. I’m too selfish. Commitment makes me feel strangled and I’m too busy chasing my dreams and those damn get rich quick schemes to be bothered to update my sweet baby blog.

But that was the old me!!! I’m changin’ my ways!! Will I still be flakey? Yes. Will I still say stupid things? All the time. Will I still dress terrible and go on a new diet every 2 weeks? You bet. But dammit, if I can’t commit to updating a damn blog every once in a while, what can I commit to??? NOTHING!!! That’s what!!! Certainly not a diet, or an exercise regimen, or an unsatisfying relationship.

My NAME IS JENNY! AND I’M A QUITTER!!!!

Stupid Comment of the Day:
Mine all Mine. Today, as I dropped my roomate off at the airport for her flight to Mexico, I said, "How will I know you got there safe?? Oh wait, I guess if you don't it'll show up on the news." oooooo.
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The airport security gaurd who while riffeling through her bag found a memory foam vibrating back pillow and anounced to everyone that she had a "Vibrator"