("\(O.o)/")

Wednesday. Blah. Who needs Wednesdays, really? I mean, I almost feel bad for the Wednesday. It's not the beginning of the week, it's not the end of the week, it's not the weekend... it's just Wednesday. Kinda the Switzerland of days, really. The Neutral day. It's not as cool as Friday/Saturday/Sunday, obviously. But, it's not as bad as Monday/Tuesdays, since it's closer to Friday/Saturday/Sunday than Monday/Tuesday are. But, it's still a step down from Thursday, which is the pre-Friday, or, as I like to call it, Friday Eve.
Wednesday, *sigh*, why can't you be cool like your sister, Friday Eve?

But, speaking of things my boss said to me today... >.> I get into work today, and after our quasi-meeting, my sup/manager Jeni comes to my cube and says she has exciting news. The company who created/updates/maintains our billing system has agreed to do a 3 day conference with 12 Charter employees to go over pretty much everything collections/scheme related.
"Wow", I say. "That's pretty fancy! Are you one of the twelve?"
Jeni says "Yes, and I'm hoping I can get you to go with me!"
"Rawr," I say.
So, this 3 day conference is set to occur in May, after the AR summit in St. Loius, so I'd almost get a kinda of mini vacation in May! We'll just have to wait and see if Jeni can convince Mike that I need to go with her. *crosses her fingers*

And, for some reason, the word "rawr" has been in my head today. I used the Rawr! tag on our forum today and it got me thinking "How wide-spread is rawr?" Google knows! So, I Google rawr, and find an Urban Dictionary entry for Rawr. My favorties are below:

more sexually oriented version of the word "roar"
Girl: Boy, you are so sexy
Boy: Rawr!

a primitive sound emitted while becoming aroused during the process of sexual intercourse.
RAWR nice cock!!
RAWR i wanna SEX u

a sexy sort of growling sound
"I rawred at him cutely"

a word used to describe feelings of random anger or boredom.
Dude! Are you going to the mall with me? RAWR Um, what's wrong with you?

A word often uttered by zombies and other types of undead. Its inflection and context can give it many different meanings, and in the Zombie language, rawr has a myriad of uses.
"Rawr...ungh...brain s....rawr..."
"Um...aren't you guys at all concerned about the zombies everywhere?"
"Rawr....UNGH, BRAAAAAAIIIIINNNSSS!!!!&q uot;"
"Naw man, we got bats. Don't worry. It's all good."

To make you seem more scary.
RawR! I will eat your first born.

The sound the cats make. Also a sound the kids with too much engery make because, well, because they can.
"How are you doing Mary?"
"RAWR!!!"
"...wow"

1. an expression of surprise or disgust
2. a replacer for the word love
3. an expression of happiness
4. replacer for the word cool
ex 1. rawr!!! i can't get this phone to work!!!
ex 2. i rawr u honey
ex 3. rawrrrrr i'm so happy!!
ex 4. she is so rawr

And, my favorite:
1) A sexual sound.
2) ("\(O.o)/") <---- Rawr
1)Girl: You're so hawt!
Boy: Rawr!!
2) This is Rawr ---> ("\(O.o)/")

So, all in all, this Wednesday has been pretty good! I find out I may go on a business trip AND I learn something new about "rawr" from the internetz. Woot, I say! WOOT!

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Music Pick for the Day: "There's a Girl" by the Ditty Bops
Beverage for the Day: Cherry Coke
Socks for the Day: yellow, gray, white, and black stripped fuzzy socks

*twitch*

Ah, January. The time for cold weather, more snow, and the return of the greatest TV shows that cable has to offer. Two weeks ago, we had the return of Grey's Anatomy. Last week, we had Rome. Last night, Heroes came back, better than ever! And, tonight? Tonight we have the best of them all. Tonight... we have Mars. Veronica Mars. And, for those of you without cable/CW Network, you can now watch VM online at CWTV.com. Hooray!!

While my shows were on hiatus for the holidays, I'd started watching House. I must say, House is a pretty darn good show! I love the snarkiness that is Dr. Greg House. Hugh Laurie... /swoon. He plays disconnected and bitter well. So good!

And, speaking of obsessions, now that I've talked about my TV addiction, I shall now talk about my video game obsession! Last week, The Burning Crusade was released! I got my copy via UPS on Wednesday, played for a bit in the early afternoon before work, then played most of the day Thursday, Saturday and pretty much all day Sunday! The new starting areas are just fantastic! I've completed the blood elf starting area (/cheer for Will and Crystal for putting up with me all day Sunday while we got our newbies to level 20)! I'm hoping to work on my Draenei tonight and tomorrow to get her to level 20 and out of the newbie areas so I can play Aluciel again. I've been on a hiatus from wow for so long, I miss my wow friends: /love Cleitus, Throm, Raz and Handor. They were there for me when I needed someone to talk to and I love them for that. I'm really looking forward to grouping with my wow friends, since I've been gone for so long and miss them like mad.
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Music Pick for the Day: "First of May" by Jonathan Coulton
Beverage for the Day: Cherry Coke
Socks for the Day: Gray "Sly Fox" socks (with, um, foxes on them)

....ow

So, Happy New Year?
HA!
Let's see! Where shall I begin!!? So, New Year's Eve was pretty good times. Hung out with the posse, played some games, good times were had. New Year's Day.. yeah, not so much!
So, New Year's Day. I slept until noon (which, is something that very rarely happens in Karen-world) and then went to go get Jackson from my parents' house. So, I'm driving along, minding my own business, everything is going good! I'm THREE BLOCKS from my parents' house and BAM! Some retard prison guard smacked into the front end of my car. My open soda that was in the cup holder was launched across the dash and coated my iPod and iPod holder in Cherry Coke goodness, and then took it's final resting place at my feet... along with my cigarettes, my lighter, my hat, my gloves and numerous other things that were in the front seat with me. The contents of my trunk were now in my back seat, due to the impact and the force of the crap in my trunk pushing the seat down. Thankfully, Jackson was not yet in the car with me.
After I realize what had actually happened, I get out of my car, walk over to the ass-cock who hit me and said "SERIOUSLY!?!?!" Although, in the defense of the guy with the obviously small penis, he was nice to me and made sure I was ok and let me use his cell phone to call my dad to let him know I'd be a teeny bit late. So, the cops show up, make sure I'm ok, take my information and find out what happened. The accident was clearly his fault, just from looking at the position of the vehicles. So, the nice policemen make it very clear to me that douche-ass would be the one cited in the report as causing the accident. So, they call a tow truck, I get a ride to my dad's from the nice policeman, and wait around for 3 hours before I can go home. Thankfully, my sister and brother in law are two of the most awesome people I know and they are letting me borrow their car until all the insurance crap goes through and I can get a rental/new car. During the 3 hours I was at my dad's, I was pretty much a wreck and bawling. I'd never been in an accident before, and I'm pretty much a cry-baby, so it's not totally out of character that I'd cry after my car (which, I only had THREE MORE PAYMENTS ON) was plowed into by a window-licking, walking penis (I know, it sounds really weird, but it's eerily accurate!). So, after I calm down, we call Roger (our family friend/insurance man) and tell him what's up. Finally, Mike shows up with a car for me to use and I get home at about 5:15.
Now, this whole time, I feel fine. A bit shook up, but that's expected. I look in the mirror later and see a mark on my neck from where my necklace dug into my skin. "Huh. I guess I did get thrown around a bit", I think to myself as I inspect the weird necklace mark. So, at this point, I know I was jolted from the accident, but still don't feel any pain or anything. As the night goes on, I get a headache and my neck gets kind of stiff, but not bad at all. "I can so deal with this", I thought to myself.
You know? I hate when I think I can deal with something and then be totally wrong about it. HATE.
I wake up today, and I was soooo stiff and sore, it was a chore to get out of bed. My neck was sore, my shoulders, my upper back, my chest. ...ow. I took 2 hours off of work today to go get checked out to make sure I'm ok. I go to the walk-in clinic at my hospital and got the doctor that I expected to get. He was in by me for less than 2 minutes and prescribed me 3 drugs: pain killers, muscle relaxers and anti-inflammatory drugs. And, the pain killers and muscle relaxers cause drowsiness, so I don't get to take those until after I leave work tonight. Right now, I'm just trying my best not to move too fast or too much, for fear of crying out in pain and freaking Althea out.

And, on top of the accident, Jackson was sick last night and couldn't sleep (he was coughing sooo hard and his belly hurt.. I felt completely useless. No special mommy power to make it go away... it broke my heart. :( ).

So, yeah. New Year's FTL.

Music pick for the Day: "Santeria" by Sublime
Beverage pick for the Day: Bottled water
Socks for the Day: Black and gray argyle knee highs