Random Thoughts

Bucky kinda tagged me, but only cause she told everyone who read hers to do it... I don't care if that counts or not, cause I am gonna do it. It looks like fun. So here's the rules: 1. Go into your archive. 2. Find your 23rd post. 3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to). 4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. 5. Tag five other people to do the same. (I'm gonna be a copier and say if you wanna do this, then do it.) Funny enough - My 23rd post only had 3 sentences in it. The last one is "Here is hoping that you are all having wonderful nights like me." New Year's Eve.

About twenty minutes ago came the scream. The scream all parents hate. I rushed out of the room to see what he'd done to himself and he was saying something about scraping his back. It's not even bleeding, just a red scrape. Sure it hurts, but damn! Talk about fucking adrenaline rush, my heart was POUNDING and I had to go smoke. Now I'm riding the nicotine and adrenaline high. He ALWAYS screams like he is dying, and he never has been. How do I now know better than to freak the hell out?

Yes, I am counting down. One problem? I have NO idea how I am getting home. My options are leave halfway through the show, BEG someone for a ride (I HATE asking people for rides :p) all the way out to Springfield (where NO ONE wants to go...besides Ariel), or else walk. We've already explored that option. I don't want to walk. It's a LONG fucking way and not going through the best neighborhoods. It's not smart, even for my beloved Daddies. I'd called Heather A and asked if she was going. I got voice mail and, so far, have gotten no response. She is one of those people who calls at the last minute (sometimes, anyhow) and says....Ok, are you ready? She might also be mad cause I blew off her birthday party. I didn't really fancy going to a "kegger" at her house. Besides, I had plans to go to Jenn's the next day for her birthday and I didn't really want to drink two nights in a row. Especially heavy drinking. I just can't do it. But she does th...

Ok, so hardly anyone is reading these things I am sure. But, I am gonna postdate here. If you want a real post, look underneath this one. I posted and then postdated this. Not that it's a long post or anything, but it's a post. In honor of the Daddies, I will be using their music for my song of the days for a bit. One of my personal favorites... Shake Your Lovemaker Cherry Poppin' Daddies Hold dee door for ol' hi dee ho Step to da rhythm on da ballroom floor Tip down your glasses and give 'em a wink To all the flappers and the mob and Hollywood rat finks Strut your stuff, get loaded and jive Tip-tap your toes and do the Fred Astaire slide Savour the falvour all the kittens purr Just shake shake shake shake shake your little lovemaker Shake Shake Shake Shake your lovemaker Da blonde bombshell destroyin' men Her blue eyes are smokey like an opium den First she giggles and blows you a kiss Then she'll whisper sweet nothings like a serpent's hiss Broadway rh...

I'm sleepy and I am going to bed very soon. It's almost Friday! I feel very accomplished. I painted the nails, cleaned some dishes. Got the coffee ready and made lunch for tomorrow. If I can not sleep in, I shouldn't have to rush around all morning and that would be nice.

I'm sitting here getting my soap opera tape ready to watch. Painting my nails. And blogging. Plus, trying to make out the words to this new song I am hearing. Dare I say....That I think it's new KELLY CLARKSON. Keep it away from Ariel! *grin* But not from me. I GOTTA hear that AGAIN! I'm sure I will too. Right now they got some Missy going on. "I'd like to get to know ya, so I can show ya Put the pussy on ya, like I told ya Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya Your girl acting skank than call me ova" DAMN! Missy is BAD! *wink*

I am going to clean out the garage. It's too full of crap we don't need. If it's been in the garage since I moved in, I think it can go. If it's been in the garage so long that I don't remember why it's in there...It can go. There are many toys (taken away as punishment and forgotten - what I should do is re-gift them this Christmas...(insert evil laugh here), except I can never quite get myself to do it. I Always buy new crap. Maybe I should clean out the boy's room as well. There are too many toys in there too.), and some various stuff. I think the only thing I would really like to keep, unless I find something WONDERFUL, is the Christmas stuff and the box of Derek's school work and drawings. I think I also have some books in the closet that I could give a shit less for. Seriously, I DO NOT have enough room for all this crap I've accumulated. As a child, we moved ALOT. It never really gave me time to get quite this large of a collection of crap, be...

Thursday rocks! Thursday means that tomorrow is Friday. Thursday is a busy day, and it goes fast. And then, all of the sudden, it's Friday. Nothing ever seems so bad on a Friday. For instance, I know right now that we will be heavily understaffed tomorrow. But it's FINE, cause it's Friday. This particular Friday is also the Day before the Daddie's show. It's still my little carrot, dangling right within my reach. Hopefully, since I'm still not sure how I am getting home. While I say that I would totally walk home, I'm fucking lying. I'm NOT gonna walk through Springfield in the dark. I don't like to walk ANYWHERE in the darkm by myself. Walking by myself means that I NEED headphones. Which isn't exactly the safest thing at night. At night it's good to be VERY aware of your surroundings. Besides that, I'm totally NOT pmsing, which is suprising. I think that I must have PMS'ed about two weeks ago, cause that's when I was just feelin...

I am SO happy that this week and month are almost over. So very, very glad. I'm postdating this....because I can, and I'm not gonna stay up until midnight. Barracuda Heart so this ain't the end- i saw you again - today I had to turn my heart away you smiled like the sun- kisses for everyone and tales- it never fails! you're lying so low in the weeds i bet you're gonna ambush me you'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees oh wouldn't you, barracuda? OH! back over time when we were all trying for free You met The porpoise and me no right, no wrong, you're selling a song- a name whisper game and if the real thing don't do the trick you better make up something quick you gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick ooooh, barracuda! OH! 'sell me sell you' the porpoise said dive down deep down, deeper than you.. i think that you got the blues too all that night and all the next swam without looking back made for the western pools- silly,...

For now anyhow. Today was just busy enough. I got to get through the day quickly and still manage to not feel super hurried and stressed. I got up early enough to french braid my hair. It IS getting long.... Do you ever have someone who is always like....you should do this with your hair, or no, don't do that? WTF? I don't do that. If someone asks advice that is one thing, but I get all this unsolicited advice and I'm like...leave me alone, I don't criticize your fucking hair. Leave my hair out of it.

I was VERY worried that I wouldn't be able to go to the show. It came down too....well, do you want to have enough sugar for coffee (I do NOT know the last time I went a whole day without coffee. My guess is it wouldn't be pretty. Sometimes I do tea instead, but I'd still need sugar for that.) Well, this morning I looked all over the cupboard (cause I thought I remembered putting some back up there (whatever hadn't fit in the container), and I found it!! It was like CHRISTMAS! I was so happy. So, I can still save my six dollars. Which is good, cause it's almost here and I am VERY excited.

( This was actually yesterday....Today I had one of those tuna things....with the crackers and the whole thing in a box. Super easy for lunch. With reduced fat mayo....which pisses me off. I DO NOT want fat free mayo. It tasted sweet and I don't like my food to taste sweet when it's not supposed to. I HATE barbecue chips as well. That's just who I am. ) Yesterday ( Monday now ), I went downstairs to our break room to have lunch. There was pizza, so I grabbed a piece. (These ARE HUGE pieces) Then someone came down and wanted to cut them all in half, so that there would be more. Being the fat girl and the girl with the whole piece of pizza, I felt like a TOTAL GLUTTON. So, today, I cut a piece in half and take half……Then in seconds, a ton of people come in and take full pieces and it's gone. I just can't win today. Do you ever feel like Charlie Brown?

Like getting my nails done. That would be fun.. No, more seriously, I was told today that there was a girl wandering around getting books upstairs FUCKING TOPLESS. And pierced. I'm pissed that I missed it. Dammit, I woulda liked to see that.

"Keep it simple and do your work. FYI: Each time you veer from this basic approach, you're apt to be set upon by people who want you to change your program to suit them. Feh." Yes, Feh....??? (excuse me while I laugh HYSTERICALLY) I don't usually put a whole lot into my horoscope. I read it, I got the calendar on my desk for two bucks and it's something to stare at at work when I take a slight break from all the typing. It's been busy, like I've mentioned about 5 thousand other times here. Tara looked slightly stressed, so I thought I should help her out. I went in while she was at lunch and made up all the bags she needed for the next day. After a bunch of other stuff. I was on my feet yesterday for far longer than I, a mere desk worker, am used to. It's good exercise, but damn my feet hurt last night. I go and work on something else for a bit and wait to go to lunch, breaks up the day more, going later. Right before I am getting ready to head out, my...

Strawberry Wine Deana Carter He was working through college on my grandpa's farm I was thirsting for knowledge and he had a car, yeah I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child One restless summer we found love growing wild On the banks of the river, on a well beaten path It's funny how those memories they last Like strawberry wine, and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love Oh, bittersweet and green on the vine Like strawberry wine Well, I still remember when thirty was old My biggest fear was September when he had to go A few cards and letters and one long-distance call We drifted away like the leaves in the fall But year after year, I come back to this place Just to remember the taste Of strawberry wine, and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love Oh, bittersweet and green on the vine Like strawberry wine The fields have grown over now Years since they've seen the plow There's nothing time hasn't touche...

There might be a post later.....I might be too tired. We'll see. Short update? The bruise on my foot has finally blossomed. It is VERY dark blue today and it looks like my foot is dirty, and it's totally not. It's been sore, but now it's actually something you can see. If I had a web cam, I would totally be posting a picture now to show y'all the ice cream bruise on my foot. Cause I am a big wimp and I am gonna whine about it a LOT. Poor Ben. It was busy today and I am exhausted. So here is my song.... Can't Hold Us Down Christina Aguilera (feat. Lil' Kim) So, what, am I not supposed to have an opinion? Should I keep quiet just because I'm a woman? Call me a bitch cause I speak what's on my mind Guess it's easier for you to swallow if I sat and smiled When a female fires back Suddenly the target don't know how to act So he does what any little boy would do Makin' up a few false rumors or two That for sure is not a man to me, slanderin...

Putting your new tank on and walking the kid to school sucks when you come home and realize that your whole BRA and Tattoo have been on show through it the whole time. White sucks. Apparently, I can't wear this tank out in public. I don't need people knowing which bra I'm wearing. Unless it was a pretty one like the one Ariel bought. Then maybe I wouldn't care. But my white WalMart bra? With good support? Yeah, not something I should put on display.

Working until 8 sucks. Riding the bus after 8 sucks. Getting home and having to put the kid in bed right away sucks. Seeing my creepy ex and having to stand next to him while doing my job sucks. The beginning of fall term sucks. Flies suck, I don't smell bad, quit landing on me, FUCKERS! Being poor sucks. Not getting paid for a week and a half sucks. It's all a LOT of suckage. My reward for getting through the week is the Daddies' show. I put away my six bucks to get in. And even if I have to fucking WALK home, I will be staying until the end.

Well, here is a less sappy song. No Doubt fucking rocks....Gwen Rocks! Bathwater No Doubt You and your museum of lovers The precious collection you've housed in your covers My simpleness threatened by my own admission And the bags are much to heavy In my insecure condition My pregnant mind is fat full with envy again But I still love to wash in your old bathwater Love to think that you couldn't love another I cant help it..you're my kind of man Wanted and adored by attractive women Bountiful selection at your discretion I know I'm diving into my own destruction So why do we choose the boys that are naughty? I dont fit in so why do you want me? And I know I can't tame you...but I just keep trying 'Cause I love to wash in your old bathwater Love to think that you couldn't love another I'm on your list with all your other women But I still love to wash in your old bathwater You make me feel like I couldn't love another I can't help it.. your my kind...

It would seem that they've changed Buffy on me for good. I thought it wasn't on last week at 10, cause of the Emmys. No, they've changed the line up. It was getting into the last season too. Finally to episodes I hadn't seen before. I am so FUCKING pissed off right now. I need Buffy on Dvd. That's all there is to it.

I had a good day. I got to go shopping for someone other than myself, though I did get some tanks outta process...THANK YOU! I LOVE THEM!, and I do like shopping for other people. Though I tried to push my own fashion sense on her. I think we did ok. I thought everything was VERY pretty. Not finding pants was crap though. I LOVE your new clothes honey and you looked fantastic. Look at that butt! =) You shoulda let me take a pic with your camera. I did manage to tear my cuticle and make my thumb bleed somehow. And I dropped a half gallon of ice cream on my sandaled food. Not much protection. My foot is puffy and will prolly have a bruise tomorrow. It's karmic retribution for the Cum Bag thing. I know it.

Last night I sat here way too long. I've caught up with everyone and have started reading archives again. I'm not sure if I should find someone else to read, or if I just need to post more. Yeah, like you all need me to post more. I'm heading straight for 1000 posts. I think I have 950. I'm also pretty excited that I am about to break 6,000 hits. Thanks one and all. I appreciate the reading. I LOVE the comments. To know that I have affected someone enough for them to comment here makes me happy. I had wonderful dreams last night. Dreams about being naughty. Then I woke up (I thought) and wanted to blog about it. I even dreamed that I was clicking the mouse quietly. Somehow the whole time I was in bed. And I didn't want to wake the boyfriend up. Then I really woke up. This morning, I played Sonic with Derek. I am the grand queen of Sonic. He wanted to see the end when you get all the Chaos Emeralds. Which I can do. I'm way too proud of this. Ariel is coming to ta...

I've been reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory to Derek. It's a little morbid. I knew the movie was a little over the top, but the book has the oompa loompas singing about some girl who bites her tongue off. And the oompa loompas are supposed to be blond and wear loinclothes, but whatever. We just hit page 100. I've been trying to get into the chapter books. Honestly, it's REALLY nice to get a break from Goodnight Moon. OK, I'm exaggerating here. But some of his books are so juvenile. One sentence a page. Basically meant for him to read by himself right now. So, we got into the chapter books. We went through some Beverly Cleary (he LOVES the Ralph Mouse books) and The Phantom Toolbooth (one of my personal favorites - someone was visiting from Canby, Oregon earlier and it made me kinda chuckle....I'm as sad as Can be, and I'm as happy as Can be.....Oh, then you must be Canby.) Now, we get some Roald Dahl. I'm kinda hoping to get into Fudge and some ...

Hmmm. I think that we shall go sappy today. I like me some Cher, so sue me. Mainly this one CD...and the new one. This song however, was at the end of one of my more favorite movies and it just makes me get all sappy every time I hear it. After All Cher and Peter Cetera (how much more sappy can you get?) Well, here we are again I guess it must be fate We've tried it on our own But deep inside we've known We'd be back to set things straight I still remember when Your kiss was so brand new Every memory repeats Every step I take retreats Every journey always brings me back to you After all the stops and starts We keep coming back to these two hearts Two angels who've been rescued from the fall And after all that we've been through It all comes down to me and you I guess it's meant to be Forever you and me After all When love is truly right This time it's truly right It lives from year to year It changes as it grows And oh the way it grows But it never disappear...

I am getting sick. It's been going around. I don't want to be sick. On a completely different note, I was reading this book and it said that the key to "keeping" a man interested was to get him to talk about himself. Ben NEVER talks about himself. Where does that leave me? *wry grin* Also, this new book I'm readin might be considered SciFi. It's wierd, set in some time (after a major catastrophy)..like they don't even live on earth and they have GILLS?!?!?!?! Yeah, WHAT? I was confused, and thought maybe I read it wrong. Like, first they were just talking about getting their gills wet and I thought it was just a saying or something. But, no, they have honest to god gills. And City 1, through City 5. And different kinds of genes, from the TEST TUBES they were made in. One of them says something about how they don't use the word racist anymore. Cause if something doesn't have a name, it can't exist. I like it, but it is still strange. It's tr...

that sitting here in front of the computer for HOURS, is giving me headaches. Considering that they always seem to crop up after I've been home on the computer for awhile. I should take damn breaks. I guess. This is kinda pissing me off. I mean, what harm was the internet doing to me? Not like drinking, not killing brain cells. Instead it hurts the brain cells. What I am worried about is that eventually I will need glasses. I don't mean that as a personal insult to anyone. I just have heard that they are bothersome and a pain in the ass. I don't want to wear glasses. :(

Alicia Keys is singing, Over and over again. Dammit. I listened to the song like 100 FUCKING times already. Give it up.

I was telling Ben how crazy it was yesterday. How the Devil came back into accounting and asked if I could come bag some stuff. I was like...yeah, I can come bag things. Ben had to point out that I just said Come bag, twice. I was like.....That's what I should call her, instead of the Devil. I should call her come bag. That's not very nice, I know. We're not really doing nice here at the Des blog today. *grin*

Dammit Ariel. I had a rough day and every time something would not work for me, I was like... I will keel you! In my head....but it was totally in your voice. What the hell is your voice doing in my head? Hope you are having a FANTASTIC time. I will see you tomorrow for shopping. I will call you at some point. Thanks for taking me, you are very nice to drive all the way out here and take me shopping. You must really like me... *grin*

I had this brilliant idea last night about how I should catch an earlier bus to make sure I was on time for work. I managed to wake the boy up while hitting the snooze button and rolling around for a bit. He didn't get mad, I got laid. Very nice way to start the day. I was ready to head out the door by 7:20. Except there was no bus going by at 7:20, on a Saturday. So, I thought, fuck it, I'll just hope it syncs up. It did. (this whole plan of mine gave my brain enough to deal with, I spent the night dreaming I was late for work. And how much shit I could get in for it. I tried calling EVERYONE for a ride, and I managed to somehow get a ride from Jake....Ick. Like he would be here that early in the morning.) Did I mention how FUCKING BUSY IT WAS??? Ok, I did. Sorry. I got off (heh) at 5:30. I had checked to make sure there was a bus and good thing, cause the time has changed with the new school year. So, I got out there with plenty of time. I got downtown with plenty of time. E...

It was CRAZY today. People want to buy the damn duck stuff. It's good for sales, but damn is it crazy. It was like locusts came in. After they left, there was hardly anything left on the racks. Unfortunately, the team is losing as I type this. Which means sales will go back down. No one cares about owning the clothing, if it's not something to be proud of I suppose. Not that I get the whole "football" thing anyhow. Again, I touched more money today than I make in a few years. It's kinda annoying. At times like these I try to remember how many expenses we have. And that while we may be making a bundle right now, it won't necessarily hold up. Did I mention that the new kids are here? Which means Rush, on top of crazy football season. Tons of kids, with their parents, buying all the books they need for class. Monday will be the worst. Pray that I survive.

Dirrty Christina Aguilera Redman: Ah, dirrty (dirrty) Filthy (filthy) Nasty (ho), christina you nasty? (yeah) Too dirrty to clean my act up If you ain't dirrty You ain't here to party (woo!) Ladies (move) Gentlemen (move) Somebody ring the alarm A fire on the roof Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows) x3 Move I'm overdue Gimme some room I'm coming through Paid my dues In the mood Me and my girls gonna shake the room DJ's spinning (show your hands) Let's get dirrty (that's my jam) I need that, uh, to get me off Sweat'n til my clothes come off It's explosive, speakers are pumpin' (oh) Still jumping, six in the morning Table dancing, glasses are crashin' (oh) No question, time for some action Temperature's up (can you feel it) 'bout to erupt Gonna get my girls Get your boys Gonna make some noise Wanna get rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the pa...

I PROMISE that there will be a real post tomorrow. But I am tired and still have to work tomorrow. 8:30 in the morning, leave here at 7:50 and hope like hell that the busses really match up like they say they should. If I was half an hour late, I would be totally screwed. We will only have one other person there at that time. I hate having to worry about the bus getting me there on time. I suppose the sensible thing to do would be to leave half an hour early. Just in case... We'll see if that works, I woke up at 7:20 this morning and was ready, dropped Derek off at school and caught the bus by 8:25. I just hate getting up so early. :p

Switched from the R & B kick to Maroon 5. I know it doesn't make sense, I just don't care. Shiver Maroon 5 You build me up You knock me down Provoke a smile And make me frown You are the queen of runaround You know it's true You chew me up And spit me out Enjoy the taste I leave in your mouth You look at me I look at you Neither of us know what to do There may not Be another way to your heart So I guess I'd better find a new way in I shiver when I hear your name Think about you but it's not the same I won't be satisfied ‘til I'm under your skin Immobilized by the thought of you Paralyzed by the sight of you Hypnotized by the words you say Not true but I believe ‘em anyway So come to bed It's getting late There's no more time for us to waste Remember how my body tastes You feel your heart begin to race There may not Be another way to your heart So I guess I'd better find a new way in I shiver when I hear your name Think about you but it's ...

How is it that they are playing the last Daddies concert at the Eugene Celebration in 2002, and I DIDN'T KNOW!!! WTF?? I did, however, know what it was the second that Ben flipped to it. I've been watching for my head and listening for my loud ass. So far, nothing. Anyhow, if anyone cares, I don't know how long it's been one, or will be, but it's on 29. WOOHOO! PUBLIC ACCESS! For once, I care about something you are showing.

So, TODAY HAS BEEN A GREAT DAY! I've been smiley and happy all day. I've been extremely busy, which makes EVERYTHING go faster. I have been trying to GIVE away this clothing I have to Ariel. I don't think she appreciates my fashion sense. I couldn't even give her free stuff. But maybe it was a good thing, cause now Stacy knows someone, who knows someone, who needs clothes in that size. Someone affected by the hurricane. Someone who is gonna have a hell of a time finding fat girl clothes. And I have them. I have a bunch too. I'm so excited. I feel really good about doing this. It will clear out some of the garage and I won't have to feel like I throwing things away. And people will be helped because of it. IT'S FANTASTIC! I've gotten it all ready. So what if I look like a bag lady on the bus to work tomorrow. I had way more old clothes than I thought. They're still in pretty good shape even. I'm glad they will do someone some good.

I found a cool poster yesterday. (I think it's cool, I have no idea, but it has a guitar on it.) I bought it for 2 DOLLARS. It was 10. I figure I'll bring it home and let Ben put it on a wall. Anyone think that will make him feel more comfortable at my house and come closer to making it OUR house? I think it's a cute idea.

I have heartburn AGAIN. I eat like crap some days, apparently. Otherwise, I would not have such a thing as heartburn. Anyhow, I've LOVED this song since High School. The beat, the lyrics, the whole thing. Sweet Thing (or is that thang?) Mary J. Blige I'ma love you anyway Even if ya can not stay I think you are the one for me Here is where you ought to be I just want to satisfy ya Cuz you're not mine and I can't deny it Don't you hear me talking baby Love me now or i'll go crazy!!! Chorus (Whoa Whoa) Sweet Thang Don't you know you're my everythang (Whoa Whoa) Sweet Thang Don't you know you're my everythang Verse 2 (Yes you are.)(Yes you are baby) I wish you were my lover but you act so undercover Love ya child my whole life long its be right or be wrong I'm only what ya make me baby Don't walk away Don't be so shady Don't want your mind Don't want your money These words I say they may sound funny but Repeat Chorus (Haaaaaaaaaaa...

Is getting a hard time , cause she put ads into her RSS feed. It's obvious they are ads. Don't go to them, if you don't want. I personally don't get it. But I decided to send her an email. I thought I would share it with you. Plus, I found this blogger crush thing and I think this counts as an blog crush post. What do you think? Gooey and lovey enough? I had noticed the RSS feed ads starting. You know what they say, Make a profit and you're a sellout.... (ok, the first (OH MY GOD, when I sent this e-mail, that said fist, FIST, WTF?) part of that had something to do with music, but for the life of me, my brain just will NOT let me draw the correlation between the two, to make it make sense.) Not that that's ever stopped me before. Instead, I would say.. GOOD FOR YOU! I'm glad that you are being rewarded for being so damned entertaining....there we go. I got it. If you entertain, you're an artist If you make money, you're a sell out. HA! My brain does...

My radio is broken. Totally broken. Do you know what this means to a music junkie? I'm fucked, well and truly fucked. I can't listen to a CD in the DVD player, with the speakers from the already fucked up radio, when the speakers only emit a LOUD whining noise. The display won't even show up right. It's all dim. Hey Ariel, can you fix radios??? It's worth a shot. *grin*

ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! Jake's check still hadn't come today. So, they, in a fit of FUCKING brilliance, decided to send it next day. It will get here by noon tomorrow he says. Only problem??? This usually means someone has to fucking sign for it. That someone will NOT be me since I have a FUCKING job. And since I must work on Saturday, that kinda leaves anything else out. I do NOT have time on a one hour lunch break to get to the fucking post office to sign for a check. He lives in PORTLAND, FOR FUCK'S SAKE. If he'd sent it today, I coulda got it faster. I told him that overnighting it was a little extreme and he was like...no, no it's ok. NO, IT'S NOT FUCKER! I DON'T THINK YOU GET IT. I DO NOT GET OFF WORK UNTIL 6 MOST NIGHTS AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF BEN CAN SIGN FOR IT! I FUCKING HATE YOU, JAKE!!!!! There it's out, at least I can sa...

Payday, hurray! Money should be in my account when I wake up in the morning. I can't think of an appropriate song to go with that. Instead, you get ABBA. Dancing Queen ABBA You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen Friday night and the lights are low Looking out for the place to go Where they play the right music, getting in the swing You come in to look for a king Anybody could be that guy Night is young and the music's high With a bit of rock music, everything is fine You're in the mood for a dance And when you get the chance... You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen You're a teaser, you turn 'em on Leave them burning and then you're gone Looking out for another, anyone will do You're in the mood for ...

I'd pleaded, cajoled, and outright threatened Blogger and the internet as a whole. I tried again at 10:15 and got nothing. I figured I would try now and if it didn't work, I would say FUCK IT and go to bed. Like a sane person would have done from the beginning. I was very worried about not being able to post these until I got home tomorrow. That is just too late. Anyhow, I'm outta here. I must sleep to be rested and ready to go to work tomorrow. I can finally step right but due to stepping on the outside of my foot all day, that seems wrong. Sprained ankle to come, if I keep feeling like I need to walk on the outside of my foot.

Now blogger has told me to try to republish in TEN minutes when their system upgrades are complete. I'M FUCKING TIMING YOU. I CAN ALWAYS GO TO LIVEJOURNAL. FUCKER!

It's wrong to love Dancing with the Stars this much. Oh Kelly, kelly, you are my dancing queen. I love you Kelly. I wish I coulda seen that great scene on General Hospital today, but on top of EVERYTHING else today, I've had to deal with my tapes becoming crap. Which means I missed the last half. I tried to watch it, but all I could make out was... SCCCHHHHCSSCCSCSS. Or however it sounds when your TV is full of snow. Apparently, the tape is full of snow. And NO ONE HAS POSTED THE DAILY FUCKING RECAP CAUSE THEY HATE ME.

Because I have none, I keep coming back and checking.. What about now? Does it work now? How about now? OH MY GOD PEOPLE. I just want to type and post and instead I am downloading Buffy Episodes. The only thing I can seem to do with the damn internet. Since I waited so long to have dinner, I now have heartburn. But the foot feels better, so that's something.

Just so you know...Blogger and all the other damn sites that all of the sudden don't seem to be working. I DO NOT PAY RIDICULOUS AMOUNTS OF MONEY FOR CABLE INTERNET SO THAT I HAVE TO WAIT! Nor to be told that there is no data on that page. GODDAMIT! I KNOW there is data. I fucking put it there. I have no fucking patience, people. None! Last week, they were doing work or something and it was Comcast's fault, but it wouldn't work. WHY AM I PAYING MONEY FOR SHIT THAT DOESN'T WORK??? I am so FUCKING pissed off right now.

Blogger is being a bitch. All the other places I visit load up in like 2 seconds. But all my blog pages are taking FORFUCKINGEVER to load. Can you tell I'm annoyed? The outside of my foot hurts now too. Cause it's so not used to having all that weight on it. Good news, I haven't broken anything yet. Hopefully, I don't manage to fracture it or something while trying not to walk on the blister. After two games of Sorry and getting the kid fed, I am just glad to be here, sitting again. I've almost finished a book I started last night. I haven't done that in awhile. One of my Advance Reading Copies. "The Rise and Fall of a 10th grade social climber." (somehow I TOTALLY forgot that her older sister was named Ariel. So the book was already familiar....or something) I was about to say something about not usually reading books about high schoolers, but I would be lying. I read all kinds of book, some about teenagers. It's funny though. I'm getting to h...

I am sixth on a search for "Look how long this is taking". I wonder if they were looking for Perfect Hair Forever.

THAT'S right, I can quote me some Bloodhound Gang. Cause they are fucking cool. Anyhow, I loved this , and thought I would share.

Look at the following list and: 1) Bold what is true about you. 2) Italicize what you wish was true about you. 3) Add one true thing about you to the end of the list. * I miss somebody right now. * I don't watch much TV these days. * I love olives. * I own lots of books. * I wear glasses or contact lenses. * I love to play video games. * I've tried marijuana. * I've watched porn movies. * I have been in a threesome. * I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship. * I believe honesty is usually always the best policy. * I curse sometimes. * I have changed a lot mentally over the last year. * I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me. * I'm TOTALLY smart.(although SOMEONE I know posted about how if you have to say you are, you prolly aren't! So maybe not) * I have broken someone's bones. * I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal. * I hate the rain. * I'm paranoid at times. * I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free....

Kinda... I have to call Derek's dad, more than likely. I HATE TALKING TO JAKE! He pisses me off more than any one person I know. And I have the kid with him, which means I have to talk to him for 10 more years, at least. I try not to say anything in front of Derek. I figure leave it up to him to figure out that his dad is a prick. Otherwise, he'll just think I am trying to get him to take sides. And my kid doesn't need that. I didn't need that, no one does. I slipped last weekend though. I said something about hating him.....ick. I don't like to be that person. He is just stupid. This whole getting money from him is a bunch of aggravation. Don't get me wrong, I like the money. It's just....having to call and remind him, feeling like a bitch the whole time, and then getting a check that bounces, or that his wife wrote. I mean, he can't even take the time to write the check. WTF? But I don't like talking to him. So, instead I wish there was some way in...

Read my songs of the day? Huh???? Ok, some of you do. How then, could it have escaped your attention that I put down THIS song (HAHA, I just typed dong) title, instead of the correct one? She Blinded Me With Lopez WTF??? I must have been having a moment. I don't know what the hell I was thinking as I sat here typing, what does Lopez have to do with any part of that song??? I just caught the Jennifer Lopez South Park the other night, that musta been it.

GOD DAMN Y'all! My foot fucking hurts. Just walking Derek to school made it hurt again. Badly enough that I figured that walking around on it all day at work couldn't be good for it. I can almost see a blister, but it doesn't look like it should hurt as much as it does. I've been hobbling around the house, walking on the outside of my foot, cause it's right on the pad of my foot. OF COURSE. Yeah, it's complete bullshit. I've just been hobbling out to switch the laundry and coming back and folding clothes. All morning. Cause, I woke up and got ready and I was like....no, it's fine. I have a band aid on it, it should be fine. Except none of my shoes really have cushioning, so walking on it made it hurt. Not walking on it, and instead putting the weight on the outside of my foot is starting to hurt my ankle. Watch me sprain my ankle. It's gonna happen, I am not exactly graceful in the best of situations. But by putting all my weight on my ankle, I am tr...

but if you gave me trout everyday, I might be able to give up the bread. For me, trout doesn't really go with bread-type foods. It has something to do with sharing one trout with two people, one of whom is 7. I usually give him about a third and the rest is mine. The only problem with trout is that it gets cold so fast. You have to shovel it, no savoring.

I'm going to have trout.... I love trout. I have to cut off it's head and do the prep. The boy won't touch, that which he won't eat. Lucky for me....*wink* (ummm, whoa, Did I type that? *grin*) So I have to prepare and then I'm like....do me fingers smell fishy now? He's still flipping it for me. He's nice. :)

1. How tall are you? -- 5 ft 6 1/2 inches 2. Do you own a gun? -- No! 3. Rehab? Counseling? -- None right now, they made me when I was pregnant at the house. 4. Have you ever killed an animal? -- I killed a mouse when I made it a house of a text book and it fell on it. My 8 year old self was horrified! I cried and cried. 5. Are you Irish? -- Nope, not that I know of. 6. What do you think of hot dogs? -- Beef, all the way. If you barbecue them, cutting a slit in the middle, then filling it was cheese and wrapping bacon around it. It's yummy. 7. What's your favorite Christmas song? -- Oh, holy night 8. What is your favorite smell? -- Vanilla. 9. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? -- Mocha, mocha, mocha 10. Do you do pushups? -- Yeah, right, all though I loved Karina's answer. 11. Have you ever done ecstacy.... -- No, it's scares me, bad things can happen. 12. Have you been shot? -- No, thank god 13. Have you ever been hospitalized? -- Yes. 14. Do you like painkil...

I figured I would try something. I figured I would type in my first name and random thoughts and see where it took me. It took quite a lot of narrowing down to get me to the top of the list. Then I thought. HA! I'll click on it and when I go look at site meter later, I'll forget and flip myself the hell out. Yeah, except I've told it to ignore my own IP address. So, no such luck. Poop!

From Ariel : 1.) I know about your past, I have been a part of your present, I want to know about your future. I know that I have had great plans for my life in the past, and I know that some of them I have given up on, and some of them I have achieved when I had expected to fail. Where do you want to be ten years in the future? As detailed as possible, what do you WANT for your life in the next ten years. Then, where do you honestly see yourself in ten years? because we all want something great but often times we know our own limitations and know that we will never quite achieve some of our dreams. Well, jeez. Hopefully in a position that I like....I kinda like the intimacy of the bookstore, but I don't like my department somedays. Sometimes, I think, you know if I could just do the book buying, I would be happy. Those are the days when I am sick of answering the damn phone to whiny people. Whose problems I can do nothing about without so and so's saying. So, hopefully, I will...

Why does the coffee place down the street suck? It's higher priced than most and the new guy gets grounds in my coffee. And he forgot the caramel. Why do I have to be doomed to a nasty coffee place? No Dutch Bros, or even Starbucks for me. Starbucks is spendy, but worth i t. Why have I done laundry all weekend? I'm still not to the bottom, cause people keep changing their damn clothes. That's IT! We are moving to a nudist colony. And don't get me started on how I NEVER cleaned my kitchen. It's bad too. I did some dishes, but didn't wipe the counters or do the floor. The floor is what really needs done. I managed to get a blister on the bottom of my foot. It hurts. Apparently, my slip on shoes are not sufficient to go to Safeway this morning after dropping Derek off. I shoulda shopped then and avioded Fred Meyer, but it was all I could do to deposit my check into my account down there. And how do I manage to spend so much when I go to the store hungry? It's v...

THERE IS A BABY ! Pictures to come, soon, hopefully.

Ok, so Karina wanted to be hit. I would not make a good, probing (HAHA)reporter. I do not want to ask the heave questions. I thought of a few and then I was like....no, but it's Monday and that might put her in a bad mood. I wouldn't want to be made to cry on a Monday. And they might not be super original, but I did it, DAMMIT! *Grin* Anyhow, here are your questions honey. When you answer them, if you want to tage someone else, just include the whole "hit me" or "be gentle" instructions and they will pick what they like. 1.) I think often about how I have become a better person in spite of everything, and I believe the same of you. But I worry that Derek won't appreciate life, since he doesn't know bad it can be. How do you plan on helping your daughter become the best person she can be, without having to hit the "rough patches" that we've hit? 2.)Do you see yourself being with "hubby" forever? I've gone through boyfriends...

Who likes Chocolate ?

I've X'ed any I've seen and liked. Any I've added are purple. If any you can think of aren't on here and I should see them, let me know! I love watching good movies. [X] 13 Ghosts [ ] 2 Fast 2 Furious [ ] 2001: A Space Odyssey [ ] 28 Days Later [ ] 50 First Dates [ ] A Bronx Tale [ ] A Cinderella Story [ ] A Clockwork Orange [ ] A Midsummer Night's Dream [ ] A Night at the Roxbury [X] A Nightmare on Elm Street (I have the full set of these movies on DVD, in a pretty box. [X] A Walk to Remember [ ] About a Boy [ ] Adam's Rib [ ] Adaptation [ ] Alien vs Predator [ ] Almost Famous [ ] Along Came A Spider [ ] Amazons [ ] Amelie [X] American Beauty [ ] American Graffiti [ ] American History X [X] American Pie [X] American Pie 2 [X] American Wedding [ ] An Affair to Remember [X] Anger Management [ ] Apocalypse Now [ ] Arsenic & Old Lace [ ] Artificial Intelligence [ ] Babes in Toyland [ ] Bad Boys 2 [ ] Bad Santa [X] Batman [X] Beauty...