80% whining, 20% sarcasm

I scroll through tumblr like a BEAST. Once when I wake up, and once before I go to bed and if I have time, several times in the middle because once I didn’t do it for 72 hours and it took me 3 hours and 99 pages to get caught up.

But I don’t post nearly as much as I read. And this is because I spend most of my time preparing to post. On July 14th I have a spam of 10 posts starting at 9pm and increasing in frequency to add to the hype surrounding HP:DH2. I have a 20 day challenge sitting in my drafts and when I complete it I will queue it to publish every day at 7pm.

One day I’ll start posting more shit about me, and then you (my follower) will learn a variety of things such as:
- Becoming my customer makes you an asshole
- I am not paid enough
- Things I want to paint on the walls of my room
- Way too much about sales (I GOT A SHIRT FROM KOHLS FOR $3 YESTERDAY)
- How much anxiety you can actually fit in a single person at one time 

• I dislike how people make such a big deal about personal preferences. Like when the gif of that water bottle hitting Justin Bieber started up? I’m fine with insults (to a degree), but people were reblogging that like crazy because they were happy about it - I didn’t say anything at the time but that was bullshit. Harming people is never an okay thing, and definitely never something we should celebrate.
• I dislike how anonymity invariably turns people into dickbags. Even if someone sends an offensive comment to a blog I follow, if they’re brave enough to attach their name to it I’ve still got respect for them (even if they’re wrong). At least they’re willing to accept the backlash of saying what they feel rather than hiding like a coward.
• Now that I’m working in food service I hate how some people act like assholes to me just because I’m supposed to be serving them. One woman literally screamed at me because I didn’t put her large mocha moolatte in two cups and then when I handed it to her she had the gall to say, “THERE THAT WASN’T TOO HARD WAS IT” and I was so shocked I didn’t even know what to say back. She was a cunt and I hope she loses her job so she can work minimum wage and maybe learn to not be a fucking bitch. 

The other day when I left work I made a “Rocky Road” blizzard. To the best of my knowledge no such blizzard actually exists as approved by DQ - but I made it with:

Chocolate soft serve
Dip cone coating
Spanish peanuts (we don’t have almonds)
Marshmallow creme

It’s so wonderful, I’m eating the leftovers of it now.