Bree!

Lesson learned over the weekend….

Instructing 7 people on how to use a firearm and range safety…

Carrying a machete in your car….

Driving  in a "terrible snow squall"….

picking up a 6’4 180 lbs man and tossing him in the car….

Hitting a 5 inch paper plate at 25 yards with a winchester lever action repeating rifle  within 5 seconds of picking it up…

buying your own valentines candy …

Signing up for welding classes…

Having a pilots license….

apparently makes me a Bad Ass,

and guys don’t make passes at girl bad asses…

they flirt with the tiny, high heel wearing, scared of guns, and driving in bad weather girls who call me awesome.

oh yeah and data anylysis is dry and kinda dull

not the bad days, its the good days that get you. When you are at the bottom of a swing you really just cope and evenutally things start to get better. Its the down swing that kills.

Or maybe its the oscillation.

I spent the entire day in bed. Yesterday I slept in as long as I could. I drove V to pick up her car. I went shooting. I watched some battlestar. Its amazing to me that the most depressing show makes me feel better.

I also realized that before I dated duncan I was a badass. I miss being a badass.

Last night it was really cold, and I was wearing my new winter coat, and my hair is super short and Ferris was down to 1/4 of a tank. I knew on the way home I was going to have to get gas.

So I stopped at the full service station sort of near my house. That is the last time I make that bright decision.

First of all the Pump guy (PG) didn’t know how to take my locking gas cap off. Idiot. I had to get out and do it myself. Then he let my tank over flow. Idiot. Then he stood there, looking at it for a few minutes the entire time I’m yelling at him from inside my car. He wipes a bit of excess off the rim. And then asks me what is wrong with my car. Idiot. The sensor is in the pump not my car. Idiot. Then I tell him I’m not paying for the gas HE SPILT. That’s when PG really set me off. He said “not my problem.” I asked him if there was a manager on duty. He said no. I asked him if his boss was around. He said no. I got out of my car locked it. And went inside. The entire time PG was telling me “not my problem you own 17 dollars”. They much older guy who spoke English better was behind the counter. I said. “this idiot just over filled my tank and expects me to pay for what he put on the ground.” They guy behind the counter asked me how much, I told him it was a good gallon. And that his boy also doesn’t know how to take off a locking gas cap. Or how to ask for instructions. And he didn’t wipe the extra gas off the side of my car. Counter guy charged me ten.

Then

oh then…

I walking back to my car, I had to look around for a squeegie, and wipe off my car myself and the entire time PG KEPT SAYING NOT MY PROBLEM YOUR CAR BROKE.

I was annoyed and pissed.

I just turned to him and said, “listen dude, a trained monkey could do your job, I know its cold, but I had to get out of my car 2 times. And you took2 minutes after you over filled my car to ask me for the money. That pause means you know you did something wrong. Get the fuck away from me and grow a set of balls to admit when you did something wrong that way when a woman with a dress coat and multi colored hair asks you if there is a manager on duty, you could just cough up the 3 bucks yourself an not get in trouble with your boss.” *door slam drive away*

Idiots. What? was I supposed to just roll over. yeah right, and I was born yesterday.

When i get restless I change my hair. This weekend, I ended up with a razor cut and 4 colors. It was the most Ive ever spent on my hair. Im still getting used to being able to style it on my own and getting used to blonde being in there along with red.

Sigh. Grad school starts tonight, and with that I might end up pulling out what little is left of my hair.

Im nervous and screeered.

btw. Had date saturday night. did not go well. Will not be dating again for a long time. Apparently I really am undateable.

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I just got this, I can’t wait til he arrives.