Narnia...What the heck?

So, The Chronicles of Narnia movie number 2 will be coming out soon, and yes I do know C.S. Lewis' famous work, and I am being a smart ass. Well, watching the previews, I got to thinking...Why is it everytime someone goes to Narnia, it needs to be saved? What the hell man? I mean how lame would that be if everytime you go to a magical land, you're asked to save them? It's like, "Dude, I saved you all last time. Why can't I just come and have tea with Mr. Tulmulus?" And what about Aslan, is he just a figure head? I mean the stupid kids didn't really do anything. And again, they have to go back and save the world of Narnia again. I would just stop going and tell them to e-mail me when they didn't need someone to save their asses...lazy bastards. Anyways, I shocked myself today at work...literally. I was changing light bulbs and this one sparked, bzzted, and then exploded and shocked the crap out of my hand. It probably doesn't help that I was wearing a ring on my thumb, because it only seemed to help conduct the electricity through my arm. My manager was all OMG!!! and I was like "I need a minute." I was laughing the whole time though. Then I was ringing up this adorable little girl and I offered to cut her phone out of the packaging so she could play with it immediately. Well of course I cut my index finger (on the same hand that got shocked) and started bleeding profusely. But I hid it from the little girl and rang up my next customer real fast, to which she responded, "Oh...you're bleeding." Thank you Captain Obvious. ...Just call me Sparky Sharp. Geez. I need to shower and unwind now. See you guys later!!

Traffic, the bane of my existence.

TWO HOURS. IT TOOK ME FREAKING TWO HOURS TO GET HOME. It's a freaking 15 minute drive to and from work, but it took me 2 hours to get home. I ate my cold chips and queso, trying not to get out of my car to kick the person's asses in front of me!
I drive to take the expressway home, and had to turn all the way around and then take the looooooooong way home. I swear. So pissed... And at work, this lady got mad at me because I politely told her she needed a driver's license to use her unsigned credit card because it's our store policy, and of course she gave me the "I didn't plan on coming here!" So, wanting to avoid an argument or upset the lady, I said she could use her card but next time she'd need to have her ID. She promptly informed my manager that I was snooty. Right, a 23 yr old girl working in a kid's store wearing freaking bunny ears on her head, being snooty? I seriously doubt it, because I am awesome. I'm never rude to people either...unless they totally deserve it, and then I subtly insult them. You learn a few things after 7+ years of retail. It's been an adventure. I passed my midterm though in British Literature, so it sort of makes up for the whole crappiness of my life...for a short moment anyway, lol. This week was sort of cool because I got to watch my new little cousin, whom I have dubbed "Scrappy Doo." He was awesome because he's a baby and didn't freak out and totally was good for me. So, that makes up for it too. Eh...I'm going to go eat me some grapes and play pokemon. G'night guys! Enjoy this amazing video of zombies dancing to one of my favorite anime theme songs.

My Chihuahua is awesome

So, seriously, I had a mid-term today and even though I studied, it was still hard. I think I did okay. I also had a Japanese presentation on Japanese Office Ladies, which I thought rocked but I know that it wasn't all I wanted it to be. Mainly because only like 5 of us besides Sensei showed up and she was pissed off the whole time. I passed my book off to Shannon finally, and I am so paranoid as to whether or not it's okay. I came up with a lot of stuff to add but Billy took a while editing it for me, and I don't want to edit or add anything until I've had Shannon and Kevin read it, that way I don't have to worry about what to change and I can delegate everyone's opinion. Work's been work, nothing new though. My sister has decided to accept that fact that the zombie wars can come at anytime and has asked to read the survival guide. I of course with the help of Billy, will help guide her along the path to ultimate zombie beating apprentice. For only Billy, myself, and a select few can be MASTERS! Copper's been so awesome lately, he barks when he wants something and he is just generally awesome. I've trained him to be a zombie hunting hound...we're still working on it, lol. At least he can fetch his toys and alerts us when there's something afoot! Okay, that's it. Good night guys!

Oooooh weeeeeee oooooooh

So we went to Shogun the local Japanese steakhouse that has Hispanic people only working there (aside from the non-Japanese Asians), and this glass just toppled over and broke. It didn't fall from a height and the little girl sitting there didn't even touch it. Stephanie was watching it and said that it just tipped over. Freaky right? Then we get home to watch Ghost Hunters, go figure. Not a whole lot has been happening in my life, actually that's probably a lie because we all know how wacky I am. A couple of weeks ago, this one lady was all like "Why are these shirts two different prices when they're exactly the same?" Here's how it went down:
Me: Umm ma'am, this one is Space guy and this one is Kid goes into the future.
Her: Well...why is this one more than this one?
Me: Ma'am, this one is older than this one and it was on clearance before the Space guy shirt. Do you still want both of them??
Her: Fine, whatever...........Are you sure that's right? That that's the right price?
I was like, geeeeez. People are so stupid. Why does that stuff always happen to me? Then, this other lady (like a week or so, maybe) and her little girl are getting princess things and I told her that the prince that goes with her is on clearance. I tell her so and the little girl starts freaking out, and the mom tells me to go ahead and get it so they can see it. When I come back to them, the little girl just flips the freak out and starts bawling and yelling at me, telling me the doll is for boys. I'm just like "WTF??" and quickly get it out of her sight to shut the kid up. Mom's all like, "She's okay, she just hit her face on the counter." ...Riiiiiiight. Well, right before I leave for the day, they come back to return the princess doll, they do this a lot apparently, and I see the little girl. Now, I'm awesome with children and they love me, as we know by my magnetic ass, and I jokingly say, "Hey! You back to cause trouble?" She starts to snivel and Inner Kendra burst forth. "Geez, sorry sorry, don't want ya to cry anymore. It's all good- She's not going to cry now is she?" Mom just gaped at me and I left feeling triumphantly. So that's about all that's happened. I'm going to continue watching Ghost Hunters and ponder the many weird things that happen in my life. G'night guys.

Have I mentioned...

That I hate my school? Yes, I hate it with the fury of a thousand burning suns. For the most part though, I do enjoy going to school and conversing with some of the smarter professors. Although there's not many that I actually like. A lot of people like my school, but I dunno... I just seem to have a lot of horrible dealings with them. Anyway, I was wanting to tell you guys about the other day. University parking is super craptastic, and this particular day, I had to park at the stadium and take a shuttle to the main part of campus. Well, it was the end of the day and I was running to catch the bus (keep in mind this is at like 7:30-8pm and it is cold and dark. A lot of the bus drivers see you running, but drive off anyway. As I neared the bus I got exicted and started to slow down, because he hadn't drove off yet. No he didn't drive off until I had reached the damn doors!! So, I do the little run following the bus and yelling and waving my arms...but he's still going. Finally, I scream out an obscenity against the University and give the bus the grand ole' bird. I'm flicking the bus off yelling about how stupid the school is, when suddenly, he stops the bus. For once in my life, I was embarrassed and turned and walked quickly away. He actually yelled at me and I ignored him and pretended to be on my phone. It's funny how trying to be polite you get no attention, but when you're being a raging lunatic, people stop. It sucked, but boy was it funny. Okay, just thought I'd give you all that little tid bit of humor. G'night guys!!!