Spiritual Tolerance ~ Who am I, as an athiest? ~
I don’t think I’ve ever described just why I am an atheist, or rather, what my ’spiritual’ stances are as an atheist. Or for that matter, what it means personally  for me to be an atheist. Some of you may be dumbfounded by that admittance on my part, and shocked by the very word atheist, and may still be asking yourself, ‘She doesn’t believe in god?! The answer is no, I don’t. But understand, this makes me so less of a good person. I think a lot of people’s first thoughts about atheism is that it’s ‘evil,’ that those whom term themselves as such are bad people, with no morals. Wrong.

Quick Hello
Just decided to drop in a quick hello to any of my readers out there. I’ve been in an exceptionally good mood lately, but today, I feel pretty horrible. Not sick. Just really really really tired. And sore all over. I’m guessing due to the fact that I worked all day yesterday, put in four hours last night, didn’t leave work until 11:30pm, didn’t get to sleep until after 2am, and then was woke back up by my alarm at 6:45 this morning. I got back to work at 8:30am this morning and will be here another hour and a half. Oh my gosh, I woke up so stiff and sore and groggy this morning! I’m basically just trying to stay focused on something right n

Happy Birthday To Me!!!
As of 9:35am, I will OFFICIALLY be 31 years old. And ya know what? It feels GOOD! Weird, eh? Really, turning 31 isn’t anything like 30. But I figure 40 will probably hit pretty hard. LOL Allow me to tell you about the fabulous spending spree I accomplished this weekend. I went to a neighboring town to the Goodwill store, and found two shirts and two pairs of pants, each for work, for only $13.75. YES!! Like new, too. In the same said town, I hit another store and spend $54 on a new pair of jeans, new shirt, necklace and bracelet. (Can be seen in following pics.) I came back into town and found some much needed new brown pumps for only $17! Mind you, all this INCLU

A Perfect World
This is  a ‘boredom’ blog and a ‘I-Don’t-Blog-As-Much-As-I-Used-To’ kinda blog. But I promise there is real, relevant content throughout. I’ve also been neglecting keeping up with my blog subscriptions, and am using this to somehow make up for not reading those other writers posts?? Something like that. But Monday is my 31st birthday, and I’m actually very excited about this weekend celebrating it. I had a WONDERFUL birthday celebration/dinner with Patrick’s family tonight. I got some cash, and lots of new ‘fashionable’ accessories/jewelry. EXACTLY what I was really needing, so that wa

“5amFriday ...
“5am Friday morning….” Okay. It’s not Friday morning. It’s Tuesday morning. And I have those two Tori Amos lines (from the song ‘Me and a Gun’) running over and over in my head because it actually is almost 5am. Guess where I am. Nope. At work. Because. I had to work the graveyard shift again. Who am I to bitch, right? (Oops, almost got another Tori Amos lyric in on ya. Psst. From the song ‘Happy Phantom’ – from the albut Little Earthquakes, one of the greatest EVAR!!!) I mean, This IS my responsibility as the assistant manager, to cover unexpected shift when certain people de