Today I submitted a plethora of deviations (not really sure how many, but it was a lot) since I am now unemployed and have time to put them up. It wasn't even that I had time to make these things, the photos were sitting on my hard drive and I now simply have enough time to just post them. This unemployment thing is a mixed blessing.

I just discovered the most mind-blowing song I've heard in a long time, quite possibly ever: Rock Lobster by the B52s. If you haven't heard it, go download it.

So, yeah, I'm still alive. For the most part. My current job prevents me (especially now during the holiday season) from having any extra time to do any sort of crafting or art. I'm either busy or delerious from exhaustion. There doesn't seem to be any in-between anymore.

But I thought I'd take the time out to write about something that's been on my mind. I recently starting reading the twilight series. (Sorry, I didn't say it was anything life-shattering.) I started reading them maybe a week before the movie came out. I was surprised when I went to wikipedia to search up on the book and saw there was a movie coming out that very same week.

So I went and saw the movie and I was surprisingly disappointed. But here's the thing, I've never once before have been able to pick out what exactly about a movie I didn't like. This time I knew exactly what it was. I thought Bella was awful!

I don't mean this because I'm one of those girls that are terribly obsessed with um, what's his name? Pattinson....Rob Pattinson. (I actually had to think up his name) To the contrary, I thought she interpreted the part of Bella horribly. In the book, Bella kind of came off as this naive girl to the outside, but she was actually much more observant than most people give her credit for. I thought Um, what's her name? Kristen? seemed entirely too angry. Her eyebrows were constantly drawn throughout the entire movie and she came off much angrier than in the book. I personally thought it threw the entire movie off.

Okay, life-shattering thought completed.

Anyway, I have yet to start my christmas/hanukah shopping. I have no motivation to start it when half of my customers come into my store angry from their previous bout of Christmas shopping. Doesn't seem like something I want to purpously force myself to do and come out angry.

So I'll tell a funny story to end off with. I have a new employee and his third day on the sales floor, he comes up to me and starts silently laughing. I, of course, have absolutely no clue what he's laughing about. He says to me "This guy needs a....." and starts laughing again so hard he can't speak. I'm looking at him like he needs psychiatric help when he shakes his head and walks away back to his customer. When said customer leaves, he comes back to me, his body shaking with laughter and says to me "I was talking to that guy, and he suddenly let one rip!"

So it's been quite a few months since I've updated this. I've been working non-stop it seems like (and ironically enough I'm updating this at work). I've had to attempt to juggle a personal life in between my fifty-four hour work week and I've no time for my duct taping! I'm pretty sure I'll have to buy new rolls of duct tape because of all the dust stuck to them from sitting under my bed. If I ever get the time, that is.

Nothing has really changed too much. I've changed locations and I think I get weirder customers than I did before. I've been getting a plethora (isn't that a great word?) of customers who are sure that a lack of a penis = a lack of a brain. I'm sure I could say the same for them.

I had a friend give me the address of a great website, you should check it out if you haven't already - [link]

Since my last journal entry, yours truly has been promoted and is now a store manager. Yes, indeedy. However, said promotion has left me somewhat brain-dead, as I worked 72 hours in the first six days I was in my store. But in exchange, my store sits on what I believe to be some kind of hallowed cemetary ground and manages to attract the most bizarre (and frustrating) group of people I've encountered thus far.

The one customer that sits right on the front of my mind is one that we have come to know by name. She calls in almost every day to ask us the most bizarre questions about her phone. "How do I erase the call history?" or "Does it have a camera?" or better yet "Why isn't it working?" (As if I would know exactly what's wrong with her phone without her telling me. Yes, I'm just that good.) However, this pales in comparison as to the main reason we all know her. The first few days I was in my store, I picked up the phone when she called in. Her first words were to me "May I please speak to a man?"

My fellow managers and I have come up with some delightful responses to such a question. Such as:

"Hold on, please." (click)

"Well, ma'am, if you'd mind holding for moment, someone will b-" (click)

"I am a man!"