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Score for you guys, another update...this time from a really tired, pajamed, and pink from the tanning bed Dollbaby. How lucky are you all? Haha, I'm so full of shit sometimes. I hope you all don't think I really am the conceited bitch I sound like on here sometimes. It's hard to convey sarcasm in text, especially since you all haven't heard what I say in real life. I have been told I write exactly as I speak, so if you all ever hear me talk, then you'll be able to make true sense of my random, sarcastic-ass conceited journal openers.
A DAY OFF...
and nothing to do. Everyone is working but me. I hate days off like that. It kind of defeats the purpose of having a free evening when all you are going to do is laze around the house with the TV on all alone. I'm kind of having a weird day, so maybe I should make the most of this alone time...though I will have a similar evening heading my way this Friday, too. In hooking my best friend up with my old job, I have also caused her to have to work all the time- resulting in hardly ever getting to see her for a girl's night out. She's always with married guy on the weekends, now.
ALLEY...
is the sweetheart's dog. She is a big black lab. She's pretty cute, but also pretty dumb. For instance, she is currently sitting by an empty surround sound cardboard box, licking the box. No, I lied, she's licking the styrofoam now. She's also terribly afraid of the iron, the broom, and the vibrator. That she is afraid of the vibrator is actually very good, as her former favorite activity was sticking her cold nose in the middle of our fun loving moments.
SUPRISE VISITS...
at the man's condo by his friends when I'm in my pj's is pretty cool. My sweetie has some cool friends, and most of them either have significant others or female roomates. I could've had a pore cleansing mask on and it wouldn't have fazed him. These visits also mean my baby will stop by and say hi...which means I got to see him before he goes out of town, even if it was for a few minutes. The downside is that his visit cut deeply into my CSI marathon I've managed to find on the Spike Channel, as well it made me lose my entire train of thought as far as this journal entry goes. I'll try to recover.
THE 2nd AMENDMENT...
is the current topic of discussion in my Constitutional Law class. It's a highly controversial amendment, and my professor is really just antagonizing the class with some of the things he says. I'm a gun person, as I've said in previous posts. Taking guns away from everyone in the US really isn't my cup of tea. However, I agree there needs to be regulations and things like that. My professor is a libertarian pacifist who believes if guns were taken away people would just automatically be nice to one another. Shots would be replaced with hugs, and little bunnies would hop happily down clean, drug-free streets while birdies chirped and people laughed and smiled. Worse than that, he forces his beliefs on our entire class...of which the majority are law enforcement or future law enforcement, gun owners, hunters, and conservative minded. It makes for a very draining hour and a half. This professor and I haven't gotten along for years now, because he told me a long time ago I needed to abandon my dream of law enforcement because women are too emotional and do not use their rationalization skills in times of duress. I mentioned him once in the feminism group.
DON'T PATRONIZE ME...
This is another rant about the aforementioned professor. I date a police officer who owns guns for work and for pleasure, yes. However, do not assume that I know about guns or, better yet, only know about guns because of him. Wrong, wrong and WRONG! I was raised by a retired army Special Ops Green Beret...I have shot , built, and learned about various forms of weaponry since I was 4 years old. The last thing I want to hear throughout the course of my day is "Amy, you date a police officer who I'm sure has exposed you to guns. Would you care to explain, if he's ever told you, what the difference is between fully automatic , semi-automatic, and single shot weapons?" My response? "Really, don't patronize me or anyone else in this class by assuming we're all idiots and I am less of an idiot because you know I have someone in my life who knows about guns. I was raised around guns, and I knew just as much about weapons coming into my relationship as I've learned while in my relationship. Anyone who has ever read anything about the 2nd Amendment controversy or anyone who has ever watched a movie featuring drugs and gangs knows the difference between fully automatic and semi-automatic, and everyone can understand why one is banned and only certain of the others are. But, since you asked, fully automatic means..." Stunned silence. I don't know how much more of this professor I can take. He seems to enjoy making his classes, particularly the females in his classes, feel inferior. It may be time for another trip to Academic Affairs. Don't fuck with me. Seriously. I'm not cool when you make me mad, especially if you piss me off on an intellectual level.
SPEAKING OF MY COP...
People often ask me how I can deal with seriously dating someone who is involved in such a dangerous job. They tell me they would worry about him dying or getting hurt every day and they don't get how I don't. I don't mind being asked these questions, mind you, but let me go ahead and set the record straight. Am I scared of losing him to something that happens at work? Yes. But, I can't let that affect my day to day life...he is a trained professional. He is very skilled and very trained at what he does...he knows how to handle and diffuse dangerous situations more capably than the average person. I try to find my reassurance in that. I do get butterflies in the pit of my stomach when I call and he doesn't answer right away...and then hours later he still hasn't called me back...but I know he's out doing what he loves to do. And, if he would ever get hurt, I would find out immediately. It would be very hypocritical of me to tell him that I worried so much he couldn't do his job anymore or something crazy like that, especially since I want to do the same thing one day, and the job I'm currently in has the potential to be more dangerous. In my job, the shoplifter is the only one with a weapon, if there is a weapon involved.
I HAVE A PAPER TO WRITE...
for my Constitutional Law class, about any Supreme Court case that modified the constitution (ie: Marbury V. Madison, etc). I don't know which to chose. I feel like I should pick something on the 2nd Amendment, just to be a bitch. Any ideas?
HOT TEA AND THE TANNING BED...
are two things that calm my nerves. One keeps me awake all night and the other will give me skin cancer...but at least I'm calm.
CEREAL...
My favorite is either Cinnamon Toast Crunch or Captain Crunch Crunch Berries. I love cereal and pop-tarts. I don't usually eat breakfast, so my cereal and pop-tart eating is for lunch, sometimes dinner, but mostly as a dessert. I don't like marshmellowy cereal or super sweet cereal...but I love LOVE chocolate or smores poptarts. Mmmm...
SO, UM...LIKE, YEA...
My boyfriend leaves tomorrow at 6 am for his convention in Memphis. They're going to have a toga party on Thurs or Fri. Yay. I'm not worried that he's going to cheat on my or anything like that...I just wish I could be there having fun with him instead of stuck here. I trust him a gazillion percent...he knows how I feel about cheating and how I feel about him...and I know that if he didn't want me he wouldn't be with me. What we have is real and deep and good, so I'm not freaking out. Some of my friends think I should've demanded he take me with him or that he not go to the party or that he call me x number of times a day, but I have no reason to do that. Why should I act suspicious if I'm not? I'm just going to really miss him.
THE FLYING SAUCER...
is a really great little bar in Nashville. It's got 250 beers, most of which are on tap, and the walls are covered in saucers (hence the name). I'm going tomorrow after work with a couple of my old buddies, including one of my ex roommates (not one of the useless fuckers that lived with me when I first joined the site, a guy friend that lived with me long before that). It's Brewery Night, and if you get the featured beer, you get a complimentary pint glass. Most of these glasses are pretty cool. My boy and I have a small collection of pint glasses, so I'm hoping I'll score a cool new one tomorrow night, as well as get to hang out with some old friends I don't see very often. I'm like the sis to all of those guys, so it should be fun. What is your favorite beer- either domestic or import? If I haven't tried it already, maybe I will tomorrow!

I think that's enough for now. I love my baby! Love and hugs to you great friends, as well!