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Who thinks that due to the title of my last post was a little ironic, in light of what I wrote at the very end? I know it's not the EXACT same thing, but they both involve the dead people. One to help bury them, one digs them up. Just a little creepy....I'd forgotten the title of my post, but when I looked at it later, I was like....weird. Weird ass shit.

That's what the surrealism thing said to me before I signed in. I went in early today, so I got to leave early. Which would have been nicer had I not drank this new flavored water at work. I figured I would try it, it was free. And it was sweetened with Splenda, which I've liked before. It wasn't too sweet, or too fake sweet. And it was carbonated. I like carbonation. It did bad things to my stomach. I came home and had to run for the bathroom. I've been laying down ever since. Besides my post earlier, obviously. I've been lazy, but hopefully that is good. Ben's dad called today and remembered that he forgot his birthday! At least it is still March. It's not really late. He's treating us to dinner tomorrow night. At the Mission! Yummy mexican food. It might be my new favorite restaurant. I just need to remember not to do anything terrible to my tummy before I go out. And I got to remember to bring make-up. It's too rainy here in Oregon and I don'...

So this new design makes my spaces HUGE. Since I tend to hit enter a lot, it's not really working so well. There's this HUGE space between my sentences and it's a pain in the ass. Anyhow, I just FIXED the code below so that there isn't a HUGE space in between the title and the picture. There was some table bullshit in the middle of it, that had all the different ones and the percentage of each that I am. But I removed the table! I even did it right! Everything is showing up! See how excited I am? I just love being able to fix code. I should start reading books on HTML. Could I get any dorkier?

Your results: You are Spider-Man Spider-Man You are intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and have great power and responsibility. Click here to take the "Which Superhero are you?" quiz...

I was gonna catch up on my comments and all that, but I didn't even sit at the computer until just now and I'm going to bed soon. Instead, I shall regale you with my dog tale(hee,hee, bad pun) of today. I missed the bus. I decided to walk down to the Springfield station. I figured, good for me, and maybe I'll get the bus. I was about 2 minutes late, but I wouldn't trade the walk for anything. I was walking down 5th with my headphones on, so I couldn't hear anything terribly loud. Then I think is that barking? And I think...yeah. There's a lot of dogs, they're probably pissed off that I was walking by THEIR house. I turn around to check it out, and there IS a dog behind me. Not locked up and running at me. So, I stopped and looked at it...and I SO wish I'd taken a picture, cause it was QUITE funny. For now, I'll settle for stealing a picture from Miss Doxie Or not, cause she's smart and it don't work like that. All I could find quickly was Fli...

Why am I so tired? I've begun trying to do things, like running up the flight of stairs five times, or walking on campus. I have new pictures of the EMU. I love the EMU. It's purty. Lots of floors. I was on a mission to see Erin's art. But I couldn't remember which area it was in. So no luck finding it. I wanted to take a picture of the old room I used to be in so often. I THINK it was the International Students lounge. There was never anyone there, so I would curl up on the couch and nap if I wanted. But there were PEOPLE in it this time. Even someone at a desk and I was like...eeek. I need to leave, maybe they will yell at me. For some reason, it just feels like I shouldn't be going this way or that way. Maybe cause no one ELSE is that way? But their aren't many students and nothing is locked. If it was locked, I suppose you couldn't go in. It's so quiet and pretty. Huge halls and neat carpeting. I do have a ton of pictures, but my ass is too tired to ...

I finally just went and sent out a bulletin, before reading Airie's comment regarding bulletin spam. I guess I see that. So I blogged it and threw a part on to the page. I'll hit everyone that way. I just wanted to let them know I was gonna take a break from it, cause I just end up feeling like I'm not popular enough and it's making me feel bad. Part of me wonders if they are all just laughing and thinking how pathetic I am. That I would share FEELINGS. Anyone who reads this and is on my MySpace friends? I didn't mean you. I LOVE you guys. You hang out with me and give me comments when I feel whiny. You don't just laugh and think god, she sucks. She's so stupid. I don't know why I think people think that about me, I just do. I never really got to KNOW these people apparently, and it puts me WAY outta my comfort zone. I don't feel like they really care. I feel like you guys care. I hope it wasn't a terribly whiny bulletin, I just got annoyed. I me...

And it's made me a little morose. I've thought about things too much. I've considered making some big, moving post on Myspace to tell these people how much I want to feel like they really like me, but then I worry that even with feeling behind it, they will say nothing. I made a group bulletin, saying I'm free, Friday's best, what's going on? Nothing. Apparently, NO ONE is doing ANYTHING on friday. At least not anything I can join in on. I just want to see my old friends again, but instead, I don't even get a sorry, we aren't doing anything. Just ignored. My comments over there are about the saddest ever. 7 whole comments. I wish I could just wipe it out and pretend like I never went there. Like I never felt this way. Even with a moving post, I fear that they will only think me stupid. I'm not cool, why should they care about my feelings? And then I realize that even if I could get up the guts to just do it, part of me doesn't want them to KNOW t...

Last night was good. We played Scrabble and Ben won. I was close through most of it though. We drank. I drank a lot. We listened to the radio, we watched some Red vs. Blue. I think it's funny as hell. Ben thinks it's funny as hell, Ariel thinks it's funny as hell. I guess she's right. To us, it's funnier because it DOESN'T make sense. Like Aqua Teen. Thanks Aaron, for putting up with us. I hope we weren't a total bore. Anyhow, Ariel and I wore my bra as a hat. Cause it's a cool bra like that. It was quite funny. I'm a goof sometimes. Ben walked all the way to Safeway to get more ice. And SUSHI! SUSHI! SUSHI! I Very much. All in all, a good night. The kid even wanted to play his Gameboy and not turn on the TV right away or jump around. He played quietly in his room and let them sleep. He said Ariel came in and thanked him for being quiet. He can be, sometimes. Usually when he's the only kid. Or the only kid his age. I wasn't lying. *smirk* Wor...

I taste like Peanut Butter . I am one of the most blendable flavours; I go with sweet, I go with sour, I go with bland, I go with anything. I am practical and good company, but have something of a tendency to hang around when I'm not wanted, unaware that my presence is not welcome. What Flavour Are You? Bread is better. I hope I'm closer to bread. I taste like Bread . I am a staple in almost everyone's diet. Friends like me are a complement to any other friends I get on with almost everyone, remaining mostly in the background, but providing substance when it would otherwise be lacking. What Flavour Are You?

I haven't been as crazy about keeping up with this here blog. I'm not sure how it happened, but with the time I am on the computer. Usually at least a couple of hours a night, I read all the other blogs. And then I don't have time to type. I try up for it on the weekends, but I find myself spending less and less time on it during the weekend. Feels like I'm deserting my poor boyfriend when I'm just typing, and typing. Anyhow, then when I do get on here, I'm not sure what to write. I sit here and put out these lame posts that no one can relate to. Meh. It's not working for whatever reason. So, instead I've just been trying to let it come when it will. I just wanted to let everyone know that nothing is wrong, I'm just not terribly amusing lately. My nose is doing well, thank you. Derek is gone to Portland for the week. Karen was definitely bigger when I saw her. FINALLY, before they leave, she says something about if Derek told me about the baby, and I...

My comment to you was this... I hate those kind of people. It's a give and take. I'm not quite so smart, or full of large comments like all those other smart peoples you got over there. I don't even spell correctly sometimes. I do know that it's polite to NEVER assume someone is taking you out. I alway clarify and go if I can. I like to go out, but if I don't have the money, then I let people know. WAY before hand. Some people just don't get it, I guess. Meh.

Blogger will not let me comment. I tried like FIVE HUNDRED times over at Zilla's...cause I DO not learn quickly. Then I tried to comment back on my own site here and it won't work. Airie.. Yes, I could go out. Anyone reading this want to go along? Like Karina, or That Girl...Or Tammy. You know you want to. My best time is after the sixth. That's the paycheck I usually have money out of. Also - Yes, the bus sucks. I meant to comment back, so you would know I read it, but I kept forgetting and now the damn thing won't let me. So, it's a post almost completely dedicated to you. =)

Well, I'm all full of YAY! today. I'm crampy and a little manic, but RIGHT NOW I AM FULL OF YAY! Some people would say I am full of other things. Guess what? They'd be both right and wrong. *smirk* Firstly, THERE IS A DADDIE'S CONCERT ON THE 14TH OF APRIL. And I'm going this time. Even if I have to buy a ticket for Heather as well. I shall, so that I can go and scream and shake my ass and get my aggression out. Secondly, DEREK IS GOING TO PORTLAND ON SUNDAY! He'll be gone a week. I'm free! for a whole week. Besides work, of course. So, where are the parties at? Thirdly, I GOT MY NOSE RE-PIERCED TODAY! I used my gift certificate from Ben, cause he's cool like that and it cost me $20.40 with my coupon and gc. For a cute little barbell that doesn't have to be shoved up my nose, like the nose screw I used to have. (Screw, hahaha!) And I did it on my lunch break. I almost didn't have enough time and then it took like 4 minutes. I wanna be a pierc...

I added a new link. And cleaned up some others. My sister shall prolly NEVER post again, and That Girl is now pretty much LJ only, so I moved her link. I might clear up some others. But the one I added? Dooce introduced me - so I guess it is only fitting that link comes before hers now. I wasn't sure where to put it...under cool websites? Under People I read? I guess...I'd always thought of those people as some form of blogdom. I'm not sure this qualifies, but they are CUTE and FUNNY. http://dailymumps.com/ Am I right, or what?

Do you need a catchy tag line? Want to impress people? Just some advertising that someone can remember? Check out these slogans I got from the random slogan generator. I went through a LOT of names, so you don't have to. =) Or try again, they're not the same each time. "Let Your Fingers Do the Walking Through the Ariel." - I swear, I am NOT making this up. "Does the Hard Karina, So You Don't Have To." "Melts In Your Zilla, Not In Your Hand." "Leggo my Jenn!" "Race for the Floyd." "I'd Walk a Mile for a Ben." "We Build Derek." Isn’t that the truth? "Sometimes You Feel Like a Recycled Illusions, Sometimes You Don't." "Race for the Tammy." "Taste the That Girl." "Go Crack a Kate." "Pardon Me, Do You Have Any Grey Tizznara?" "Bucky, and on, and on..." And, my favorite name of all... "Get into my Desiree." or alternatively - "Mo...

I added something. Some of them are really funny. If you refresh the page it changes. Also, it cuts into some of them, but if you highlight the whole thing, you can read it. Anyhow, I was gonna post something more substantial, but BLOGGER was being an ass earlier. Anyhow, we'll see if I like the new item. I'm just excited I figured out how to get it into my blog. I'm such a geek! *grin*

Anyhow, when I took it before, the results were different.. I think, it was a long time ago. I don't imagine my choices for the different colors were much different. I still tend to stick to darker colors. Which I guess makes this make sense. Still, good god, I got a LOT of shit to work on. Desiree took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! "Wants to make a favorable impression and be recogn..." Click here to read the rest of the results. Those fuckers. They won't even put the whole thing up?? All right, here you go. Desiree's Existing Situation Dissatisfied. The need to escape continued involvement with her present circumstances makes it imperative for her to find some solution. Desiree's Stress Sources Unfulfilled hopes have led to uncertainty and apprehension. Needs to feel secure and to avoid any further disappointment, and fears being passed over or losing standings and prestige. Doubts that things will be any better in the future and this...

I'm just a little angry. I spent my morning reading the free Springfield paper. Two of the articles involved methamphetamine. And it's effects on other crimes. Apparently, property crimes and sexual child abuse instances go up, when people take meth... Shit, whatever you wanna call it. Like I didn't know this shit already. Like I didn't know that people can't raise their kids when they are fucking high. No, I don't believe my mom did meth, but she probably tried it. She just did a lot of coke. Some of the things in the article were like distant memories though. Like how when they come down, they'll sleep for days and be pissed off and angry when awake. This of course leaves the kid to fend for themselves. It breaks my heart that other kids have to deal with this kind of crap. I would like to take them all in, but sadly, I have neither the resources or the space. It's like when I left home, it bothered me that I had to leave my siblings in that house. Wit...

I think I've got it now, though. I had a really bad, awful dream. I had to move back into an apartment! And I hadn't told my other landlord or anything, but I just moved. And the place had water damage to the roof. Like it would leak. I still haven't shaken the ghost of apartments past. I WILL NEVER LIVE IN A PLACE THAT LEAKS AGAIN. It's just that I was thinking that if I had to pay all my rent myself. I'd definitely have to move. And apparently, that manufactured my dream for me. It freaked me out. In the dream, I thought that I still needed to tell Section 8 and then I had this wonderful hope that I could just MOVE back to this place. Then I woke up. I don't know. It started the day off wrong and it kept going from there.

I have to work tomorrow. So, I shall go soon. I was gonna blog like a maniac today, but Derek wanted to play Monopoly and he didn't watch ANY TV TODAY! It's like a Thanksgiving miracle! But it's not Thanksgiving. He would rather play the game. It's like the game that goes on FOREVER! I'm out, I lost. Ben and Derek are still trading money back and forth. We thought Derek was finally gonna lose, but then he landed on Free Parking and there was over $2,000 there. Ben has over $11,000. He always gripes about playing it cause no one ever wants to finish it. So, I guess Derek is DETERMINED to finish it. I don't think I've ever seen the game fully played. I used to play a LOT with an aunt of mine when I would stay the night at her house. After her kids were in bed, we would stay up later and play Monopoly. Her kids were MUCH younger, but I still wanted to hang out. I LOVE her! Anyhow. We'd usually get tired and stop playing at like 2 or 3 in the morning. It...

When I was REALLY pissed? Like the second? Yeah, along time ago. In other departments, things were going GREAT. People were having FUN. REAL LIVE KIDS were at the Bookstore. REAL. LIVE. KIDS. That's what the poster said. I wasn't sure why I cared, seeing as how I have my own REAL LIVE KID at home. It was Dr. Suess' birthday and we were gonna have people reading Dr. Suess books! To REAL LIVE KIDS! Oh, the excitement. The best part, besides the all day cake? (Cause they bought a BUNCH of fucking cakes and no one wanted to give their daycare and school children cake. Go figure. I had a bunch of cake. It was SUPREMELY out of control.) The people who dressed up. There were like THREE of them. I couldn't get a picture of one of them, because she had kids in front of her and I didn't want to be taking pictures of random kids. I don't think their parents would appreciate it. But the other two? Take a look at this. Thing one, of course. And this. Not sure what she was go...

I'm thinking that my stubbornness is wearing down. I'm running out of music to put up for a song of the day. It's almost a chore at the end of the day to think of one to add. I think I shall only put music there when I REALLY want to share with y'all. Maybe, maybe I'll change my mind later. Maybe I'll figure out the code to have music embedded. Then you'd have to listen. Who knows. Vacation is almost over, I prolly won't be spending much time doing other stuff, besides being lazy and working. Also, I watched Comic Book Villians last night and it is a weird fucking movie. I bought it cause it has a whole bunch of people that I like. It's definitely a black comedy. People die. Including Cary Elwes. Maybe he deserved it, but still. It was definitely different than anything I've seen in awhile. I babysat this week. Birdie is quite the little cutie. I MISS having someone ask me things. Derek thinks I know nothing. I love how while playing with cars, s...

This lady on the bus the other day was holding this rolled up toilet paper to her mouth. Every few seconds, she would pull the tissue away and I would see it was spotted with blood. Then she would find a new spot and get it all bloody. I don't know what the HELL she did, but it was bleeding a lot. When her hand wasn't preventing the blood from dripping all over the bus, it was wrapped around the bus pole right in front of me. Once when I forgot that her hand had been on there, probably with BLOOD on it and used the same pole to steady myself. Things like that freak me out. And gross me out. =S

So, we've been watching these short videos, Red vs. Blue. That's Church. He's the funniest, even though he spends most of his time as a ghost. In one of the episodes, this other guy keeps asking him questions and arguing with him..so all of the sudden, he goes. "I fucking hate you." Which I think is fucking funny. Not that I could ever say that to someone. I want to, but it's too mean. So, those MANY years ago, when we were at Taco Bell for dinner,(Not really years ago, sorry.) there were some high school kids and one of them is waiting for his dinner and he looks at it and at his friend..and finally, he's like...you have my meal. I wanted the two burritos and you had the one with the taco. The other kid said, so switch it genius, it's the same crunch wrap. The other kid looked at him and said..I hate you. Ben and I just looked at each other and smiled. We are SO amused by the people around us.

Can I just say how MUCH it amuses me that I can remember how to put a picture in? Cause now Blogger makes it too easy and I had to search through my own memory to remember the code. But I got it!!!!!! This was a great episode. Lois is naughty. ;)

This just cracks my shit up. Over and over again. When I tell other people, I start laughing. Cause she is JUST that stupid. The talker was upstairs on the phones and on of our cashiers went up to look in their mailbox and stuff. When he left he was like...See you later, homie. And she got REAL upset and told the other receptionist, that she didn't understand, her boyfriend had JUST told her she was pretty. She didn't think she was "homely". Yes, she thought he was like...see you later, homely. Can we all just wander around telling people they're ugly? Do we? It's just amazing. One day she was really confused and told someone how she didn't understand how a push pin would hold up a sign. She then held up a ball point pen and clicked it and said something about it being a push pen. That's what she thought everyone had been talking about. A pen. I can't make this shit up people.

Was fairly boring. Derek was grumpy, and fell asleep while eating dinner. He always gets up to early when there are FRIENDS to hang out with. He loves the friends. I always stay up late and then sleep in. But I'm an adult. He'll wish he slept in when he can't anymore. Saturday at midnight (officially Sunday, I guess) we opened presents. He liked the stuff I got him. This was among the presents. The others were DVDs. Monty Python and Tron. I think he likes the shirt the best. And he didn't even know he was getting it. In finding that picture up there, I realized that they are all TEN FREAKING DOLLARS, now that I spent Twenty. Of course. A little irritating, but he liked it, so that's all that matters. I got these!!!! Since it's hard to read, I shall inform you all that it's a gift certificate for $25.00. I'm much closer to getting pierced again. Most likely my nose. YAY! Everybody liked their presents and we had a good night. I DID manage to freak him out...

Did I mention I was CUTE Friday? I got quite a few compliments, and I actually agreed. So. We went to Good Times, and got to play POOL!!!! I love the pool. Pool and me get along. I suck terribly, but I love the pool. And Good Times? Has a jukebox, so I can force my music down THE WHOLE BAR'S throat. And I did. Jesse made it a point to come hang out. He played pool too. He's TONS better than me. I REALLY like to take pictures of people when they aren't posing. But I'm not so good with getting the picture and being unobtrusive about it. This was finally accomplished after TELLING him to look away from the camera. This one came out the best, I think. We didn't do much besides played pool there. And bullshitted. So we decided to head to the Horsehead. We were pretty un-impressed. I had hoped to run into someone I knew, and I was rewarded with Roy for about two seconds. But no one else. We caught the last bus home and I convinced him that we HAD to go to Safeway. I wante...

After getting home with the yummy cake, I spruced myself up and made myself look girlish. This was when Derek loudly proclaimed that he would NOT look at me for the rest of the day. He doesn't like the make up. I'd like to think that it's cause he likes my "natural beauty" (snort), but more likely, it's due to his hate of all things girly. He will tell me EVERY time a girl commercial, or he sees a girl toy, that he does not want that. Like I'll forget I have a boy and buy him some make up. We headed out to Tammy's. With coffee. Cause she likes coffee. As do I. I had about 4 cups that day. Coffee at home, mocha while getting cake, mocha while dropping the kid off. I was good to go. We made it to the place before Ben's mom. We had been worried that we would be late and she would be waiting. Instead, we were waiting, while I tried not to think about how much I had to pee. She brought her "husband" Paul and seemed a little sad that Ben's ...

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And I kinda left this whole blog on a desperate note. I'm gonna let it go. What happens, will. I can't make him message me back, if he doesn't want to be friends, to hell with it. I can't make it happen. That's fine. Anyhow! The weekend?!! Was FANTASTIC. I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner, but I had my housing inspection today, so I've been cleaning like a mad woman, since yesterday. Sunday I stayed off the computer in deference to Ben's birthday. (He used Vociferous last night, HA! He's gonna pick up my big word habit. I just know it!) But I had a really good night out. Friday was spent in much of a tizzy. My FIRST day of vacation and the kid got a snow day. That's crap. FUCKING SNOW IN MARCH!!???? What the fuck is going on here? Went out and got the cake amidst the small hail storms. Managed to hide from any too big. It's was a BEAUTIFUL cake. The only problem? Ben wanted a plain one. I had called ahead and they said that IF we wanted s...

God, I've been DYING to use that line. This seemed fitting. So, I've been just a little sucked in MySpace. I've even blogged there *gasp*. But you know what, THEY have a music player, that all you have to do is add music and then people who come to your profile are subjected to the music you like. And I am ALL about the music. And it's easier and faster to upload photos and stuff. And there are PEOPLE PEOPLE I used to know. Like Erin, and Heather, and Becca, and Shay! And other people who I used to hang out with. Like Paul. I have mixed feelings obviously. It's weird. I've friended everyone but him. I don't know if I should. Maybe he doesn't want to be friended. Maybe I shouldn't friend him anyhow. It's nice to catch up, and five years later, I think I might just be over it. What I'm not over, is this feeling like I'm back in fucking High School. Cause what I didn't remember about hanging out with these people is that sometimes I felt...

Appropriateness. If that's REALLY a word. The bolded lines are so TRUE! Especially of the blog and stuff. WordPlay Jason Mraz I've been all around the world I've been a new sensation But it doesn't really matter in this g-generation The sophomore slump is an uphill battle And someone said that aint my scene Cause they need the new song Like a new religion Music for the television I can't do the long division Someone do the math For the record label puts me on the shelf Up in the freezer Gotta find another way to live the life of leisure So I drop my top Mix and I mingle Is everybody ready for the single, and it goes Ah la la la la Now listen closely to the verse I lay Ah la la la la It's all about the wordplay Ah la la la love The wonderful thing it does because Because I am the wizard of ooh's and ah's and fa la la's Yeah the Mr. A-Z They say I'm all about the Wordplay And it's time to get ill I got your remedy For those who don't rememb...

In response to people worrying about what their little girls are gonna see and do. Make them watch this video. Ok maybe not, but you should watch the video. It's fucking funny. Stupid Girls Pink Stupid girls, stupid girls, stupid girls Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there Laughing loud so all the little people stare Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne (Drop a name) What happened to the dreams of a girl president She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent They travel in packs of two or three With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees Where, oh where, have the smart people gone? Oh where, oh where could they be? Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl Maybe if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl (Brea...

Would you survive? http://www.spicolisbarleybin.com/games/survival.swf Maimed I tell you.

Start with 100%, and take away 1% for everything you've done/that's happened to you on this list. Put the number you are left with in the subject line. EXAMPLE... if you did ONE thing you would put 99%! Smoked Drank alcohol Cried when someone died Been drunk Had sex Been to a concert Given a handjob/gotten a handjob Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob Been verbally sexually harassed Verbally sexually harassed somebody Felt someone up and/or been felt up Laughed so hard something came out of your nose Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend Been to prom Cried at school Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store Went streaking Given/received a lap dance Had someone of the opposite sex in your room Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house Kissed a stranger Hugged a stranger Went scuba diving Driven a car Gotten an xray Hit by a car Had a party Done drugs Played strip poker Got paid...

A good rant. So here's one for you. Why on THURSDAY of all days does EVERYTHING have to go at a snail's pace? No one seems to care...the're all la-di-freaking-da. No big deal. It is a big deal and it pisses me off when I have to finish your work cause you are just trouncing around. I HATE new people. The other day she was actually saying something about how when she was in grade school. YOU JUST STARTED, do you think anyone REALLY wants to know about your grade school? She's not even NEAR the computer......but it's no big deal. Not until I CAN'T wait any longer and then it's up to me. Meanwhile, the people who DO understand are riding me. When are we gonna do the check run, are we ready now. Why do they leave it til the last minute? Like I know. If I knew why maybe I wouldn't be SO pissed, but I don't. So QUIT asking me. Bastards. My boss's reaction? Oh no, they'll have plenty of time. NO THEY WON'T. She wouldn't say that to almos...

I was watching a rerun the other day. Yes, I am watching them on TBS. I know it's lame and I don't get to see or prolly hear everything that was really said. But there was one where Carrie's new boyfriend was out with her friends and Miranda (my FAVORITE) was talking about a guy she went out with and how he didn't come up when she offered. The girls all agreed that maybe he really WAS tired, and maybe he had a big presentation or something in the morning. Carrie's boyfriend was like...He's just not that into you. The whole rest of the episode, Miranda was pleased to be able to say this and it helped her not analyze it over and over...she even shared with some other girls who were deluding themselves. They were not pleased with her explanation. I have to agree. I'm not a "he's just not that into you" type. I'm more of a "why he's just not that into you" type. I must have ALL the answers. =)

I've been annoyed. So annoyed I didn't want to yell at anyone, so I avoided everyone. (ok, I DID want to yell at someone, but I thought that might just make people mad) The internet included. I just don't care to type. Instead, I've just been doggedly working, coming home and being a bed potato and not doing much of anything. Until the weekend! I went hot tubbing Friday night! YAY! With Karina. And it was awesome. We gabbed for the hour (or more) we were there and then went shopping at Wal-Mart! I got fabric, cause she said she could make me a skirt! I don't mean to be all "!" on you, but this excites me. It was VERY relaxing, seeing as how I love the water and I got to be almost submerged. From toe to boob. And boy does the water make the boobs float. It's better than a bra! And it was hot. YAY! I didn't even get the headache that usually accompanies my hot tub fun. All in all, a damn fine night. And it got me out of the house. Very fine indeed. S...

It's officially March. Just 11 more days until our FIVE YEAR MARK! It astounds me, even now. I've NEVER managed to hold something together this long. I've never reached five years with ANYTHING. Not with the job....ok, I have with the kid. He's more than five. But anything else? Just can't stick it. Even college was only 4 years. I guess Elementary school, but like I remember that. I suppose I've had friendships for longer. And now with him calling my house home and having to compromise, it's kind of easy to see why I can't deal with people for long. I'm a bit of a control freak. The other day I went a little wonky when he wouldn't change the channel RIGHT then. My line of thinking was...he's had the TV while I blogged and now I would like to watch a little before I go to bed. When I tried to mention this, he was like.....I was watching the beginning of the show (implying of course, that he would like to finish it.) and I let it be. It was ...

Look for the BOLDED text and you'll see my favorite part of the song. BEWBS! Bump ba Bump Black Eyed Peas [Will.i.am] Yea (woo) Uh (woo) the shit (woo) ya... Hey This is the beat that make you shake your rump That make your booty go ba-bump, ba-bump It’s that beat that make ya bump ya bump (ohh) Yea, just do what you want Up in the club just do what you want Get into it baby, get off your stump Girlies on the dance floor wiggle your fronts We got rhymes that always triumph This is the beat that make ya bump ya bump Shake your rump rump shaky shake your rump Its that beat that make ya bump ya bump And only gettin’ little booties little bit of hump (thanks) And if you got boobies baby keep em all plump And if you got blunts s-smoke em if you want Got a 6 - 4 get pump it in your trunk Cuz we got biz that been boomin like... (ohh) Yea nigga don’t frunt Cuz this beat got you running just like gump (run forest) Bump ya bump And if you got money fellas keep it like Trump Fellas, huh Whip ...