Boy Dies at Disney. Ok, I hope no one blames Disney for this. The boy died after going on the Mission: Space ride at Disney. They have an “intense” line and a “less-intense” line – does that tell you anything? I’m 34 years old and I was a mess after that ride. And some parents let their FOUR YEAR OLD SON on the ride? When we were there, a parent was trying to get their daughter past the height restriction. She was also 3 or 4 years old. I couldn’t believe it. I would never let my daughter go on that ride ’till she was at least 12 or so. It is super intense. I really feel for those parents but a four year old has no business being on that ride. Maybe Disney needs to increase the restriction or something – I don’t know.

I think I really need a female friend.  I haven't had a close female friend now for over a year and my male friends are driving me crazy.  I love men. I prefer to hang out with them rather than women. They are more straight forward, less emotional, and like what I like.  Women always got some drama going on…gotta gossip about this or that…take forever to get ready when going out…need I go on?  I've never been good at making or keeping friends. I know people for a long time but are they truly my friend? Can I count on them? That is how I determine if you're my friend or not.  If I needed you and called you would you come and help me or would you have a million excuses on why you couldn't?  So I think I may have to actually work at finding a friend. Ick. Sounds horrible.  Painful. Frustrating.  Will it be worth it?  Doubt it. 

I found the email address of the person I was speaking to at the bookstore.  So I emailed him explaining I hadn't heard back from him and that his employees admitted to me that they lose messages all the time.  This was his reply…

I do have to apologize for the delay in returning your call. I did recive your message this morning and have been out of the office.Reviewing my records, I did your origional trade credit was mailed for $32.21 on March 28th. In addition, I also found that it was spent on April 10th. I questioned the result at first, and looked up the spent trades from mail, and found the trade slip for that amount with your name on it.

As far as the integrity of our business goes, here is our track record: In March we processed over 6,200 trades. 372 of which were Mail Outs. 369 of the mail outs have been processed and used without event. That's a 99.19% sucess rate. That is very high for a manual system. Without at least some form of customer service we would not have 47% growth over last year. Granted 22% was expected from the consolidation, but is still a substantial increase. Can't do that if you're making everybody unhappy.

A sound business decision would be to let this error go, and let the 0.8% not eat up any time. But I am willing to assume that it was not you who used the trade. I don't feel like looking up the video feed of when you come in and then compare it to the video of April 10th. I will place another trade slip for you for $32.21 You may pick it up within 7 days of this e-mail. Then it will no longer be available.

I didn't appreciate this smugness. As if I was lying about receiving the credit. Why would I call if I had used it. And he doesn't want to look up the video feed. What an ass. Keep in mind that the bookstore is over 30 mins from me. I don't have time in 7 days to go get the credit since I had already driven all the way there. I told him to keep it. Its not worth the gas or the time. I think I'll try selling my books on half.com or something….

I need a woman best friend….soon….  I haven't had one now for well over a year and it is getting old. Having a guy as your best friend just doesn't work sometimes as we all know men think with their little friend – not their head.  I know this – but – it doesn't make the hurt go away that much faster.

McKay's Used Books – Manassas, Virginia.  I have been going there (actually to their old Centreville Location) for years.  Now they've pissed me off. They owe me money/credit and can't seem to get their crap together enough to get it to me. Supposedly it got sent out but that did NOT happen.  I even stopped in there on Saturday and they were SO NOT HELPFUL.  I hope that if people search online for their store, they get this and will find out how horrible their customer service is.  If I don't get paid, even though the amount is probably small, I'll make a stink about it.  I'll write it up and send it into each of the local papers in our area.  I'll write more posts about it.  Anything to give them bad press since I think that 3 months of calls is enough. 

On top of my rotten Saturday, after getting hurt by my friend and getting no help at McKay's used books of Manassas, Virginia, I went to Dunkin Doughnuts for one of their absolutely awesome mocha-almond ice lattes.  They are soooooo good.  No one wanted to help me at the drive-through.  They wouldn't answer. So I went to the window where the woman proceeded to do everything wrong.  What did I receive?  Watered-down iced coffee of something with whipped cream on top.  If I had tasted it before having to drive off and get my son and daughter some water, I would have cussed her out. That's just the mood I was in by that time. 

My weekend was great, really, except for Saturday.  Friday we took my daughter to her first professional baseball game.  Unfortunately, we got there a tad late so I missed my chance to yell really loud for Alex Rodriguez.  He doesn't know he's my soul mate yet.  And Sunday I took the kids to the Zoo.  Talk about disappointing…..  They didn't let the tigers, lions, elephants, or hippos out.  I mean – what's the point. As Petunia said "all we saw were a bunch of monkeys".  We did get to see the baby panda. Wow. Adorable and special.

Ever since I have had to change blogs, names, locations, etc., I have lost some of my motivation.  I feel I lost a lot of readers with the move since I couldn't put a "I've changed names" link on my old site thanks to co-workers.  And honestly, I have some great things to write about but you know what? I forget.  I'm walking along thinking "I so gotta write about this" and then when I sit down to write I think "now, what was that???".  Thanks kids!!  I have two blogs actually.  I keep my other one totally focused on salsa dancing and maybe that's the problem. I'm torn. Split identity.  I'm not even a gemini so maybe that's what is causing me issues.  I like my other blog better than this one though so do I give this up completely? No. I don't think so.  People actually love my translation of Fotografia and thank me regularly for it.  Maybe I should integrate more dancing things on this site but I know that the 1-2 people who do read this site don't dance so it wouldn't be interesting to them.  But am I writing for them?  No.  I'm writing for me.  *sigh* 

We went last night for our daughter's kindegarten orientation – kind of.  We didn't get to see the classrooms – although I guess we could have if it wasn't getting so late.  My daughter got to see the classrooms and ride the school bus which she loved.  She wasn't scared at all and was so excited that she cried when we had to leave.  That gives me hope for her when she starts school.

A few observations:

 - There was not one single DILF in the whole crowd.  Very strange.  My husband commented that the MILFs were on the low-side as well.

 - Our next door neighbor's kid, the people who do their best to go out of their way to ignore us, is starting kindegarten as well.  You can't miss the wife.  She has this red hair with like a blond window's peak thing going on. It is the ugliest hair I've seen in a long time.

 - I'm going to suck at being involved in all the parent stuff.  I didn't talk to one other parent the whole night. 

 - I feel like I'm gonna cry my eyes out the first day of school.  It could be that I'm just PMSing but my eyes were already getting all watery last night.  I'm such a sap!!!

Lions Trying to Catch Their Breath – Reading this tells one that the Lions were in such poor shape that Williams couldn't run TWO PLAYS????  What??  Lazy asses….

Have you heard the coverage of the girls (link) who's were mixed up after an accident?  It is all strange to me.  I know that some of the people are saying "How could you now know who you were looking at?" and maybe are angry at those who responded to the accident.  I feel for the girl who's still alive.  She has a long road ahead of her.

I've discovered a new juice drink – Fuze. It has mixes like Kiwi Strawberry, Melon/Peach, and right now I'm drinking Banana Colada which I think is my favorite so far.  It is listed as "refresh" and contains calcium, vit A, vit C, vit E, vits B3, B5, B6, and B12.  And it only runs 180 calories for the whole thing (18 oz) which is great for a fruit juice.  Its also not overly-sugary which makes it very refreshing when I'm hungry.

This may qualify as the meanest post (or part of one) I've ever written.  So I apologize if it offends anyone. Well, not really.  While in Disney, I got really really tired of super obese people. I don't mean heavy, a little fat, or even more than a little fat. I mean obese.   And it surprised me how many of them there were.  It truly showed the "epidemic" of our times.  Most of them were riding around on the electric chairs since they couldn't walk.  And often, they would run you over to get to the line and give you a dirty look if you didn't stop, put your hands up to stop everyone around you, and allow them to run over your toes.  It was fairly sad.  Walking around the park would also become difficult at times, because, there might be a sidewalk with room to fit 3-4 people side by side walking… but then they'd walk side by side and you couldn't get by.  And I'd feel guilty pushing my way around the side of them with the stroller.  I have no hate for people who are obese.  Annoyance – yes – when you start acting like you deserve to be in the front of the line or run me over just because you are that way and have no other disability.

I need a serious night of salsa dancing!!!!

Oh – and I hate this template.

The Heat beat the Pistons tonight. I knew it was coming. It doesn't make it any easier. Even with Shaq being my favorite player in the NBA. *sigh*