Wonderland Ver. 2.002 And here we have it folks, Christmas 2002, now officially over, has brought us to the year end. Fascinating year, I've failed, I've won, I fucked up, I got over it, I grew and I spewed, and sometimes I got fucked over, and sometimes I fucked over others, never deliberately of course;). I started to see the woman I want to represent, and I changed to a nice SUNSHINE scented douche immediately! Let's just say that it was all about fornication in one sense of the other this past year, some good (meow) and some to be desired.

I'm leaving tomorrow to spend the New Years with my family @ Disneyland. I've not done anything on New Years in years so this should be nice. Hell I haven't had the day after christmas off in some 15 years ACK! So I relax this day....unpack the christmas gifts, pack the luggage, reflect on the time the family. Brian was home this year, with girlfriend in tow.....Mr. CIA told us how it was back east, he's a Marine through and through, a Brainiac wanting to turn Iraq and Afghanistan 'into glass' as he so put it. He gave all the girls a loverly gold necklace's with our names in Arabic (spelled correctly even) and bought in Egypt. I think I'll test it at the airport tomorrow...LOL...or not... :S.

I'll be back next year on the 2nd, refreshed and ready to embrace 2003 whole heartedly. I'll be ready for the games to begin, and to meet new people and learn and live a little more. 2002 brought me much, or shall I say I brought much to moi, me thinks that's the most likely of possibilites, but whatever magic passed my way these past twelve months, I can only hope to expect more of the same in the following 12 months.

Blessings to you and yours from me and mine, Happy Holidays and mostly have a Oblivously Happy & Prosperous New Year!

Cupie xoxoxo

Snap go Cupie, Rejoice! Yes, it's true I've snapped before, but today I lost it. Tears streaming, malfunctioning registers, both phone lines ringing, sales audit calling, tech support NOT calling, no employee untill 10:am. Employee's wanting schedule changes, customers with endless piles of Post It notes. My District Manager demanding sales numbers for the home office due to defective register......inbetween the endless stream of customers I manage to dig up the numbers call her back and leave a feeble beaten down message so she can relay this info to the corporate bigwigs, not that I didn't give her the fucking extenstion number my own personal Level 2 tech rep who has all the info that the mainframe won't disperse to the appropriate departments. She just had to call today to demand them, then she calls me back saying she's worried about me and was concerned and that she "Loves & appreciates me".....mmhmmmm. The sales audit calls me again needing more numbers, I find, I give.....then I call tech support and demand to know where the fucking condescending punk who is suppose to fix my register is at. "Well, Theresa, it says here that he came and fixed it at noon".......well slap me silly and call me Shaniqwa, that bitch didn't come and fix it. The tech dude says....."wow, that sucks" I'm like dude, it's five days before christmas and manually writing up these sales are taxing and pissing customers off! He says.."I bet", so he calls the punk bitch back, and an hour later punk bitch calls me with the same condescending bullshit he said on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday....and I say......"YOU WILL get your ass in here and fix the damn register dude!!!" He asks for the help desk number so he can explain how he can't help our tech's fix it, LOL, sorry little fucker is gonna learn that I know more about how computers work then his "educated lame ass", fucking little 'I got an AA and that makes me smarter then you'...Bullshit, I'll mop up the bitch. So needless to say the sorry little jism monster comes strolling into the store all cheery and eating crow.........ack! So I take the punk down to the Bargain Store, where all this hell is happening and I refuse to leave him until he finds out the problem, fucking little punk!!! I sat on the floor at his fucking feet all delerious, twitching and licking salt from the endless stream of stress tears as I made sure Mr. Fucking Knowitall worked with our tech dept to figure out the problems, seems the motherfucker put a defective motherboard into the register!!!!!!! Damn chump! So, tomorrow we'll try again, and the bitch won't leave untill it works, and I fucking mean it. This should have been fixed last week, but the chump said nothing was wrong and my assistant let him go......ARRRRRRRRGH. I wanna know when where and why, I want numbers, reasons that are viable to a situation, I don't want second guessing and speculation. Fuck! Nice only gets you so far in life, tenacity helps you persevere and get what you want or what you need to get done. Alrighty, I think I'm done raging, kinda...ack.

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This is my last day off before the holiday. I slept in till noon. I got freakin shitfaced at multiple parties, one party was at my bosses new abode, very wonderful...got a little ripped there and only offened one person (that I know of)...teehee, then it was off to my friends birthday party....had 3 more drinks danced and came home early in the morning and passed out. Sleeping in ones clothes is very uncomfortable, sleeping with the heat on after drinking is far more uncomfortable. The things we do to pass the time. Ack, I need food, yes food.......I ate at one point yesterday, I worked the early shift and I do recall food was in the scenario. If this seems scattered, it is.....I've know idea what I'm typing at present. K, food.

Misfit Toys? Back in my day I asked Santa for a Lazy Daisy doll, now it was really a radical idea making a doll you spank and put to sleep, but it was the 70's and spanking your child was all the rage then and it was the doll all little girls wanted. I got my doll that christmas I spanked her joyfully and put her down for naps mutiple times throughout my day without the fear of CPS knocking on the door. I also received Brandy...she was a teen doll with pre teen body (HWP & boobettes), glowing California tan and her hair grew to freakish lengths, good fun! Nowadays, the dolls I see in the store scare the shit out of me...Baby dolls have give way to more Barbies and other skanky looking teen dolls. Really, the only reason I think Baby dolls are not popular is because most 14 year olds have freinds with baby's, loverly thought. Anyhooooo, these damn dolls just gross me out...they all have these huge heads and their lips look like they've been sucking on the vacuum hose for a good 24 hours straight. Their hair is greasy looking and their bodies are teeney tiny stick things. Ganstah bitch Dolls only $17.99!!! Wow, I want one, I want the one with the scar and lives in the juvi facility, I understand she's the most popluar. Oh wait, I want the one that comes with her own lube, I think it's for hair styling I'm not quite clear on that yet. Big heads, tiny bodies, fat lips and greasey hair...charming. Rosie O' Donnell put out a fat lesbian doll a few years ago, that was scary. Pretty and soft has given way to reality based dolls. Do kids really want trampy looking dolls to cuddle, I mean why bring a lesbian doll into the mix, whatever will become of Ken??? Well of course we know the Ken and G.I. Joe get it on, blame it on Agent Orange, Joe got femme. They even have a UPS doll, a gorgeous man in shorts hung like a horse!!! Santa? How good do I have to be to get that doll?

Now that innocence is reserved to the 10 and under demographic, cute toys are fading. Furby's were the must have toy a few years ago, ageless and cute, and more importantly non threatening. They don't make you fear food or feel the need to suck on a vacuum for endless hours to attain the ever fashionable bee stung swollen lip look. Technology and current events unfortunately bleed into the trendy toy market and not only that, I recently saw Raygon, it's suppose to protect you from radiation, you can buy this 'supplement' at your local health food store on your way to buy the freaky dolls on Santa's list just in case Saddam drops a load on us. Merry Christmas!

Alrighty then.... So this woman comes up to the counter today, she asks "Do you have any coffee table like books on Italy?" I say, "um........no". She gets this appalled look on her face like she just saw Hitler assfucking the pope. She stares at me and says..."But all the other bookstores have picture books on Italy", and I say..."that's super hon, but I don't.....I have the Galapagos Islands, Ireland, Israel and the National Parks, but no Italy". She get totally offended and says...."I have a discount card here"....I say, "that's terriffic, I still don't have a picture book on Italy". She gets all pissy, says she's gonna tear up here card and shop elsewhere from now on. I say..."Thanks for stopping in and have a super day!". She stomps off like a two year old being told she can't have candy. I'll try super hard to pull titles out of my ass but alas only shit comes out, fucking people and their demands......chill out, shop better and leave me alone! God bless Christmas and all the fucking hell I deal with just to celebrate the bastard son of a hussy? Serious snarf!

COOKIES, yum I've decided to make cookies for my employees this year. Lot's of cookies. Every shape, every flavor, for me this year it's about cookies. Any weight that I lost these past few months could very well reappear. I am aware of the risks, I must bake!!! I'm totally in the holiday spirit this year, maybe because I'm more organised and wee bit more sane, sanity is under rated. So far the holiday season hasn't been overwhelming, so when I get home from work I think of things to do, create, cook, read, whatever....so far, so good. If my ass doesn't expand to the size of a walrus, it should be a good season.

Wal Mart Reverberations Yeah so, I've been in fucking retail for almost 20 god damn years, basically out of laziness in my grand pursuit of becoming the female Chihuly. I've found that a weekly paycheck and insurance to be much more fulfuilling then starving and saving all my funds for art supplies. So yes, I've sold my meager soul to retail, I'm not ashamed it's a living and I love the books. I don't love the Wal Mart mentality of the shoppers, as a matter of fact I hate the shit, the condescending belief that "the customers always right" is just wrong and fucking pathetic. I offer customer service, but I'm not your whore. I work for a corporation that is not Wal Mart compatible, yes, we want to make your experience enjoyable, we want to sell you books but we like to make a profit as well.

It's true, I've been known to shop at Wal Mart; I'm a single woman making an attempt to live on her own and stick to her budget and Wal Mart caters to my budget ( the bastages). Trust me, I don't make a habit of shopping there, I don't understand the multi culturual languages of the customer base and I REALLY have to need what it is I'm shopping for there. See, It's all about volume, it's all about the savings that comes with the volume, I understand all that, but the whole of retail does not even remotely relate to the fucking retail rape efforts of Wal Mart we make a deal when we wanna see the product move, we discount according to trend. Sam Walton on the other hand has managed to discount everthing at bottom dollar and this does work for the farm folk and I'm sure there thankful as fuck, but now, the city folk are talking their hard earned paychecks, their fucking welfare and and unemployment checks there too. Yes, it's all about survival of the fittest, should I work for work for these assfucks, as they take down the Mom & Pop businesses established for 20 years and can't discount their product 40 to 50% because that's what they paid for it, are you aware that companies like Wal Mart get a better deal from wholesalers because of the huge volumes they buy??? Mom & Pop's don't get that, will never get that, it's unfucking fair all they way around. Now should I done an apron of blue and get all bi lingual so I can talk to my customers in there native fucking tongue...."si senora....30 roles of Charmin is a terrific deal for 20 fucking peso's or whatever" OMFG, I'd much rather have an infected boil on my ass lanced. Fuck Wal Mart and fuck unfair business practices and fuck me for having to shop there on ocassion........ACK!!!!!!!!!!!. Have a Super day;)