Sunday, November 30, 2003

You are Fresh Mint.
You are caring and friendly. You have a nurturing
personality and always help out a friend in
need. You are fairly outgoing, and always show
a friendly face. You truly care for other
people, and you show it. However, you may
neglect your own responsibilites or become over
involved in your friends' personal affairs.
Most Compatible With: Orange

Which Tic-Tac Flavor Are You?
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Saturday, November 29, 2003


AOL News - Woman Knocked Unconscious While Shopping

I read this story today, and, I know this is really sick and twisted, but I just about busted a gut laughing. Not because the woman got hurt, of course, I feel sorry for her and can't believe something like this could actually happen, and that people are this uncaring and unaware, not to mention cheap, that they would trample someone underfoot to save a few bucks.. Happy Holidays!

The thing that cracked me up was this part "Paramedics called to the store found VanLester unconscious on top of a DVD player, surrounded by shoppers seemingly oblivious to her". Walmart is totally sympathetic to her peril and her pain, and they "apologized and offered to put a DVD player on hold for her", so the day wasn't a total loss for her. I wonder if that's the pungent smell of a lawsuit I smell in the air. Wouldn't suprise me. Although, maybe not, after all Walmart said ''We are very disappointed this happened,'' and ''We want her to come back as a shopper.'' Maybe their heartfelt apology and sympathy will be all she needs.

Quote of The Day

From That 70's Show:

Hyde: "Eric, you should write a book, called "Things My Father Threatened To Put In My Ass". Chapter One: "His foot" I'd buy that!

Friday, November 28, 2003


On the way to Blockbuster tonight, we stopped at a gas station, so J could get some ciggies, and there was this guy sitting there in front of the store, with his duffle bag and his dog. I've seen him sitting there before several times when we've gone by that store. He's a tall, blonde guy with a little beard, maybe in his late 30's or early 40's, and he doesn't look malnourished, so he somehow manages to eat, but he just sits there in front of the store on a milk crate, with his dog sleeping at his feet. J went in to get his cigs, and I sat there, parked pretty much right in front of the guy, and he kind of averted his eyes, I guess so as not to seem like he was staring at me or something, and I felt bad for the guy. I had about 3.00 on me in cash, and I felt like I should offer to give him some money, or buy him a cup of coffee.. something! It's pretty cold out there tonight. But I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to insult the guy, because he wasn't panhandling or anything, and maybe he would be embarrassed or insulted because I offered him a handout. I sat there going back and forth in my head about it, and was just about to say screw it, and risk going out to give him some money or offer him some coffee, and J came out of the store and quickly got in the car, and I told him I wanted to give the guy something, and he zoomed away and said there's a Salvation Army right up the street, let him go there. I had visions of Ebenezer Scrooge flash through my mind.." Are there no work houses? Are there no prisons?" Then I was pissed at him.
J: "I feel sorry for the dog, but not for the guy. He's probably an alcoholic and would just use the money to buy booze or crack or something. He should get a job. He should put the poor dog in the pound, so it would at least have a home.
Me: "He doesn't look like an alcoholic or anything. That doesn't necessarily mean he isn't, but he could possibly be a decent, normal human being, who just happens to be without a place to live" "Maybe he's homeless *because of* the dog. Maybe he can't afford a place that will let him keep the dog, so rather than give up his puppy, he took to the streets, so he could keep his dog. It's not unheard of.
J: "If that's true, he's an asshole, because if that was me, I'd get rid of the dog in a heartbeat, rather than live on the streets for the damn dog.
Me: "That's because some people understand the concept of love and loyalty, and that the love and loyalty you get from your dog is worth sacrificing for, to some people".
Now, I feel bad, and I wish I had taken the risk and gotten out of my nice warm car, to offer the guy something, and risk embarrassing myself and/or him, in order to try and bring some comfort to someone who may need it. Next time I go by there, if he's sitting out there, I know I won't hesitate to offer.

Ready .. Set.. Shop!

Here we go!! Today marks the day of this year's fun-filled holiday season. Did everyone get to the early bird sales this morning? I had planned to get up early this morning and head out to the stores to grab me some deals.. but I didn't quite make it. I ended up having to stay here all day, because our heater decided to breakdown yesterday, and we had to wait for the repair guy to come fix it. It's gonna be really cold here tonight, and I didn't wanna freeze, so I figured we better wait. Now, I wish I hadn't waited and it wasn't fixed, because J has the heat on about 1000 and I'm roasting like a pig. I'm about to plug in the fan. We did go out tonight, after the heater guy left, and went.. where else.. to Wally World. I needed to get some new tie out leashes for the dogs, cuz the ones they have are really on their last legs, and I picked up a few things while I was there. I bought Matrix Reloaded, some barrettes and hair ties, and some basic groceries, and a few little odds and ends, and J got himself some cologne and stuff. We were walking through the store looking at stuff, and J was showing me all kinds of things, hinting at what I could get him for Christmas. So I gave him a whole list of things he can get me, too. I told him I want TiVO. I've been telling him that, so lets see if he gets the hint and gets it. for me. I also told him I want a PS2 or Xbox, a turntable for my stereo so I can play my records, a USB hub for my computer, so I can plug all my gadgets in at the same time, a second hard drive for this computer, or my computer back from him that he's been using, a treadmill, so I can look at it and feel guilty about the exercise I'm not doing.. I will add more to the list as the weeks go by, and I'll probably end up with none of it. LOL But that's okay, cuz I'll get it all for myself, if he won't get it for me. We went to Wally World on Wednesday night, too, and I got my new TV. I was going to buy it at Best Buy, but Walmart ended up getting the exact same one for the same price, so since we were going there anyway, and they're much closer, I got it here instead, along with Bruce Almighty DVD, and the magic markers that I used to draw and color my masterpieces I made at Thanksgiving (below).

RCA - 27" Stereo TV with Adjustable Color Warmth - Silver - 27R411T

J wanted to buy Santa Clause 2, or rather he wanted *me* to buy it, but I said we could rent it for now, and see if its worth buying before we go ahead and get it. So, we headed to Blockbuster but they were out, and so we decided to go check out the other Blockbuster, on 103rd, and they had one VHS copy, and after much hemming and hawing, because (gasp) it wasn't DVD, we got that. He's in watching it now. Then we stopped at Taco Bell on the way home and picked up some dinner, since I didn't feel like cooking.

I just got paid on Wednesday, and I've managed to spend all my money already. Aside from the stuff we bought at Wally World, I had to buy my new headphones, a new CD-R drive, and I ordered J a flash drive as part of his Christmas present. Then mom called today and wanted to know if I had any money, they needed to buy two new tires, cuz they got a flat the other day and are riding around on a spare, so I gave her 50.00, which was s'posed to be my grocery money. So, now I'm officially poor until my next payday, but I got some new stuff to play with, and my bills got paid, so it's all good

Thursday, November 27, 2003

I Can't Believe I Ate The Whole Thing....

OMG I ate so much my stomach still hurts. Our thanksgiving dinner was good, good, good, and a good time was had by all. I ate enough turkey, stuffing, and other miscellaneous goodies I'm surprised I didn't explode. And I had pie! After dinner I colored with my niece for a bit, and awed everyone with my unbelievable artistic talent, and I've posted the masterpieces below for you, so you won't miss out on it either. Then we broke out the cash and had played some highly exciting games of Tripoly. I haven't played it in years, so I had to relearn how to play, and I wasn't the big winner, though I ended up with more money than I started with.

I took some pictures, and I may post them later when I get them uploaded, but I don't have the energy to do it right now.

Now that I can't move, and I can't button my pants, I'm going to watch the Matrix Reloaded and then get some work done, because I don't have tonight off, unfortunately.


Hope everyone has a happy, healthy turkey day.

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

For This We Give Thanks..

I stole this idea fromStatia, as I usually steal most of the good ideas for things I write about from other people, having no identifiable imagination of my own. She stole it from someone else, and the idea is, basically, that we all know we're thankful for the regular stuff everyone is thankful for, health, happiness, family, having a job, etc., but what about the little everyday things that make our lives better and bring us joy. What are the things that brighten your day, and make your life a more bearable on a day to day basis? Here's my list of things that I am thankful for:

My cable modem, my puppies, my kitties, the internet, being able to work from home, Reese's peanut butter cups, Snickers, debit cards, Ebay, Walmart Super Centers,, CompUSA, Target, places that are open 24 hours a day, tech support, my cell phone, Paint Shop Pro, great movies, chick flicks, DVDs and VHS, Sex and The City, The WB, a new refrigerator where the ice maker actually works, sweat pants, steak and eggs, fluffy slippers, oral sex, free stuff on the internet, Kazaa, my CD burner, kareoke, steak on a grill, corn on the cob, fresh picked tomatoes, digital cameras, strawberry ritas, blooming onions, the ocean, black cherry Kool-Aid, Vanilla Pepsi, Coke, my new shoes, fried cheese, Philly Cheesesteak Pizza, craft stores, ice cubes, snooze buttons, sweet tea, video games,, online bingo, Captain Crunch with Crunch Berries, MTV, microwave ovens, Dunkin Donuts, Ghiradelli(sp?) fudge brownie mix, inground pools, blogging, Eggo blueberry waffles, Barnes & Noble, Columbia House Music Club, my 100 disc CD changer, cheap long distance service, rootbeer popsicles, Ben & Jerry, chocolate chip cookie dough, rock & roll, cartoons, four slice toasters, thrift stores, flea markets, grilled cheese sandwiches, loaded baked potatos, Cool Ranch Doritos, M&Ms, Ramen noodles, great friends, online banking, laptop computers, Christmas, holidays in general, thunder storms, central heat and air, Google, garlic, great smelling candles, perfume that makes me smell pretty, freshly showered men, freshly showered hot men, with great butts, kissing, cuddling..and great friends and family who love me and are loved in return.

What are YOU thankful for?

Just Some Stuff

Good morning all. I haven't had much time to sit down and write much of any substance lately. I've just been trying to work and get some stuff done, but I don't seem to have actually accomplished much either, so I don't know where the heck my time goes. Hard to believe tomorrow is Thanksgiving already, where did the year go? Once Thanksgiving hits, the rest of the year always seems to fly by in a blur, and before ya know it, you're singing Jingle Bells, and trying to decide to go out or stay in and spend the night watchin Dick Clark for New Years. It seems like just a month or two ago I was living with Princess Fatass and Cheryl, and still had custody of Eric, but it's been 11 months since I moved out of there and got back together with J. This will be the first Thanksgiving in 16 or 17 years I won't see, or at least talk on the phone, to Princess Fatass. It's kinda sad. I think about her and wonder if she's alright, even after the way she treated me, it's hard to let go of a friendship that lasted the better part of 17 years. Actually, I've known PF since I was around 6, she's been a part of my whole life til now, and it's hard to think I will probably never be able to fix that friendship. I haven't written about her and the details of the demise of our friendship, because I haven't had this blog for that long, so I know nobody knows what the hell I'm rambling about, but maybe someday I will spew the whole, long, fascinating story. It's all about friendship, and money, and stuff, and too long a story to get into now. I feel bad for her, because I know she'll probably end up spending the day, or a good part of it, alone. Cheryl always manages to take off on holidays and leave her hanging, so she can go out and party with her friends, and smoke crack. That's a really nice feeling, to know that your partner is almost guaranteed to abandon you on every holiday, and go off, sometimes for days, getting high. It didn't used to be too bad, because she had me, and she could come to Di's for dinner if she chose, but this year she's on her own. Her family doesn't want anything to do with her, for the most part. It'll just be her sitting around eating her turkey, if she even makes one, surrounded by her cats, if she even still has them. Oh well, she's no longer my problem, and I know I'll have a good holiday.
I just can't imagine having no family who gives a rat's ass about you, and having no friends to speak of in the world except for your crack addict girlfriend, who steals from you, lies to you constantly, and is guaranteed to leave you alone and disappointed on every holiday, and every time you really need her. All of this because you chose to use and lie to your family at every turn, and are such a nasty-tempered, judgemental biotch that nobody wants to maintain any kind of lasting friendship with you. Okay, enough about her.

I think I'm going Christmas shopping early, early on Friday. I never usually go and try to hit those early sales, because the stores are so packed I usually don't want to deal with them, but I think I'm gonna this year, because I got a bunch of cash and I don't have too many people to buy for, so I'll go get it over with while stuff is cheap. I only have to buy for J, the parental units, Diane, and 4 kids, and something little for Sugar and Deb. I may get something small for Drew, Rick, and Dawna, but I haven't decided yet. Wow, my list used to have about 25 people on it every year. I like this one a lot better. I love buying Christmas presents, though, so it's kinda a bummer that there's not that many to buy for anymore. I usually wait until a couple days before Christmas, rush to the store, pick out something for everyone on my list, and spend the next couple days rushing around, trying to get it all wrapped and do everything that needs to get done. Maybe it will put me in the holiday spirit. I doubt it, but maybe. It used to be easy to get in the spirit when I lived in Mass, it was cold out, there was usually snow on the ground, there were holiday parties to go to, I had more people to buy for, there were always kids around. Now, it's warm out, and it's just not the same.

I guess I better go get some work done, and I'll try to find something exciting to write about later on.

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

Top 5 Signs You've Eaten Too Much at Thanksgiving

5. This morning, the display on your bathroom scale read
"Good Lord!"

4. You now have an ass the size of Plymouth Rock.

3. People keep looking at you and saying, "I thought the Macy's
Parade was over."

2. Your relatives can't go home because they're stuck in your
gravitational field.

1. You're sweatin' gravy, my friend!

Tuesday Chooseday

Tuesday Chooseday: "

Which would you choose?

1. Be confronted on the street by a loud, angry panhandler for a week straight OR by an unbearably persistent bible thumper?

I'd pick the thumper. I don't like loud, angry people as a rule, especially if they're harrassing me for cash. I do, however, like to mess with bible thumper's minds.

2. Eat your entire diet cold OR eat your entire diet overcooked?

I'd say cold, unless the overcooked was just slightly and not to the point of being burnt. If it was just slightly overcooked, I'd say overcooked would be better.

3. Be the boy in the plastic bubble OR the elephant man?

I'll take the bubble. He was at least cute, and a bubble is a nice safe environment. Can I have my puter in my bubble???

4. Eat a cooked beaver tail OR a cooked cow udder?

Cow udders, definitely. They are at least part of the cow, and probably don't taste much different than the rest of the cow, which I already eat. I have, so far, managed to avoid eating a beaver...

Tuesday is Chooseday -- what says YOU!?!?!? "

You Might Be a Blueneck if....

Acidman: .......had this up on his blog, and being a transplanted Yankee, I thought I'd give my take on these.

Blue Necks are Northerners -- the opposite of Rednecks. Because of Redneck jokes, here are some takes on how Southern folks look at Northerners (or how Northerners sometimes think of themselves;)


...Instead of referring to two or more people as 'Y'all,' you call them 'you guys,' even if both of them are women.

I used to say you guys, and still do once in a while, but more often say y'all now.

...You think barbecue is a verb meaning 'to cook outside.'

Yeah, I did! But I've been educated.

...You think Heinz Ketchup is really SPICY.

No, I don't. I ain't no wuss! I know lots of Northerners that like really, really spicy food.

...You would never stop to buy something somebody was cooking on the side of the road. (e.g., boiled peanuts) .

Well, not peanuts.. they're just nasty..but I have bought fruit and veggies and some really good barbecue from the side of the road..

...You don't have any problems pronouncing 'Worcestershire sauce' correctly.

I can pronounce it.. it's woos-ter-shire.

...For breakfast, you would prefer potatoes-au-gratin to grits.

Maybe not potatoes-au-gratin, but hash browns, and anything is better than grits. They're just nasty.

...You don't know what a moon pie is.

Yes, I do! I've known what they were since I was little.

...You've never had an RC Cola.

I had RC Cola growing up. Usually when we didn't have enough money to buy a Coke, cuz RC was usually cheaper.

...You've never, ever eaten okra -- fried, boiled, or pickled.

I have had fried and boiled okra, but I never had it until I moved to Florida.

...You eat fried chicken with a knife and fork.

Sometimes I do.

...You've never seen a live chicken, and the only cows you've seen are on road trips.

I saw chickens every year at the Eastern States Exposition, and cows too.. as well as on the farms not far from my house, in Southwick and Agawam.

...You have no idea what a polecat is.

I do so.. I looked it up! LOL

...You don't see anything wrong with putting a sweater on your dog.

I'd never put a sweater on my dog, but I don't own one of those little bitty fake dogs.

...You don't have bangs.

Not since I was 12.

...You would rather have your son become a lawyer than grow up to get his own TV fishing show.

I don't have a son, but I'd want him to be whatever makes him rich enough to support his poor mama.

...You drink either 'Pop' or 'Soda'- instead of 'Cokes.'

True.. it's still soda, unless its an actual Coke

...You've never eaten and don't know how to make a tomato sandwich.

I love tomato sandwiches...with salt, pepper, and a little mayo.

....You have never planned your summer vacation around a gun-'n-knife show.

Ok..ya got me there.

...You think more money should go to important scientific research at your university than to pay the salary of the head football coach

Uh.. yeah! Football bites!

...You don't even have one can of WD-40 somewhere around the house.

I own two actually, but just cuz the top broke on the first can and I never threw it out.

...The last time you smiled was when you blocked someone from getting on an on-ramp to the highway.

No..when I did drive, I was very courteous, but actually from what I see, there isn't much difference in rudeness. The drivers here are just as rude as those in Massachusetts.

....You don't have any hats in your closet that advertise feed stores.

I don't have any hats in my closet at all, but I feel safe in saying they wouldn't have feed stores on them if I did.

...You have more than one professional sports team in your home state.

That's true.. the Patriots, the Red Sox, the Celtics...
...You call binoculars opera glasses.

I call binoculars binoculars.. opera glasses are entirely different thing.

...You can't spit out the car window without pulling over to the side of the road and stopping.

Well.. I try not to spit at all, but if I do I wouldn't have to pull over to do it. I would, personally, be more likely to find a napkin or something to spit into, and then toss that in the trash. Failing that, I'd let fly out the moving window. : O)
...You don't know anyone with at least two first names (i.e., Joe Bob, Faye Ellen, Billy Ray, Mary Jo, Bubba Dean, Joe Dan, Mary Alice)

No, I don't know anyone up North with two names.

...You don't know any women with male names (i.e., Tommie, Bobbie, Johnnie, Jimmie)

I knew a Samantha growing up we called Sam, and a Roberta we called Bobbie, and I knew a girl named Ricki. Not sure what, if anything, that was short for....You don't have Maw-maw's & Pawpaw's.

I had a gram and gramps, and a gramma and grampa, and my nieces and nephews cal my parents gram and papa... but I had a friend growing up who had a Maw-maw and Paw-Paw.

...You get freaked out when people on the subway talk to you.

I haven't been on a subway in years, but if I did it's the people on the subway who would be afraid *I* may talk to *them*. hehehe

...None of your fur coats are homemade.

I wouldn't own any fur.. but if I did, they definitely would not be homemade

Shit! Shit! Shit!

I broke my dang headphones today! As a medical transcriptionist, I need my headphones for work, and I had a good pair that were fairly expensive. They had great sound quality, and I done broke the bitches. They were on the floor, and I pulled on the wire, not knowing they were caught around the bottom of my chair, and when I tugged, one of the ear pieces popped off and went flying across the room. Now they don't work no mo'. This sucks big time! Now I'm using a pair of walkman headphones that aren't stereo, so I only get sound in one ear, and they're kinda scratchy. It'll take a week probably to get the new pair I ordered, and in the meantime I'm having to make due with the POS pair that I have. Grrrrrrrrr I'm not at all happy about this little development.

Monday, November 24, 2003

Just got the call from my sister, with my official Thanksgiving invite. Not that I needed an invite. She cooks every year, and every year we go there for dinner, so what else did I expect to be doing on Thanksgiving? I guess she was kinda debating if she was going to do it this year, cuz she's been real busy, but I knew she'd end up doing it. I'm all geared up and read for my goodies! Mom's makin' chocolate cream pies, I'm making (buying..shhhhhh) apple pies, and I'll probably do up a veggie platter and some other kind of gastronomical wonder..and hope nobody dies. Did I mention I don't cook:?? Mmmmm Turkey and stuffing.. mashed taters, sweet potato casserole ... and pie! It's always a good day when it involves pie. It's kind of a bummer cuz Drew won't be here, and Rick and Dawna (bro and sis-in-law) aren't coming up, but we'll eat til we burst and watch the parades.. dad, Dutch, and Diane will watch the football games, J will whine he's bored and wants to go home.. and i'll hang out with the kids and my mom.. typical turkey day. Yippee!! It's a far cry from the huge number of people we used to have, with 8 just in my immediate family, before everyone started spawning, and the aunts and uncles and cousins used to come to our house every year , too, but what can ya do. Last year, everyone was here for Thanksgiving, and this year hardly anyone. Rick's 40th birthday was on the 22nd last year, so my brothers and the spousal units and their spawn, came down from Massachusetts and up from Orlando, and Rick's friend Stan was here, and we had a big crowd. Guess that's what happens. We'll have to make due with what we got. Kinda sucks.. but then again.. that's more turkey for me!

Joke of The Day

A big-game hunter went on safari with his wife and
mother-in-law. One evening, while still deep in the
jungle, the Mrs awoke to find her mother gone.

Rushing to her husband, she insisted on them both
trying to find her mother.

The hunter picked up his rifle, took a swig of whiskey,
and started to look for her. In a clearing not far from
the camp, they came upon a chilling sight the
mother-in-law was backed up against a thick,
impenetrable bush, and a large male lion stood
facing her.

The wife cried, 'What are we going to do?'

The hunter husband looked at the lion and said, 'Nothing. He got
himself into this mess, let him get himself out of it.'

Sunday, November 23, 2003

Take The Purity Test

Your Ultimate Purity Score Is...
CategoryYour Score Average
Explored the pleasures of the flesh
It takes a couple of drinks
Sex Drive 68.4%
A fool for love, but not always
Knows the other body type like a map
Gayness 100%
Fucking Sick94.7%
Refreshingly normal
You are 65.98% pure
Average Score: 72.6%

Oh NO.. I'm a Ho! If it wasn't for that 100% in the gay category, which is 100% not gay BTW, as I couldn't click any of the choices in that category, I can't imagine what my score woulda been LOL I stole this from Serenity.
Georgia O'Keefe
Fantastic!! You are GEORGIA O'KEEFE.
You are a true spirit of nature, and it shows in
the flowing floral paintings for which you are
most famous. You feel the beauty of all things
around you, and your friends appreciate you for
your ability to share that extraordinary beauty
with them.

Which famous artist most reflects your personality?
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I'm In Shock!

I'm sitting here playing online, and I hear noises coming from the general area of kitchen. I'm afraid to go in there, because I fear that if I do J will ask me to cook for him, since that's probably what he's doing in there, trying to forage something to eat before the poor boy starves to death. The curiousity finally got the better of me, and I went in there anyway. I figured, I'm not doing anything else, the least I can do is maybe fix him something to eat. I go in there.. and he cleaned the kitchen for me! He did the dishes, wiped down all the counters, put the dishes away, swept the flloor (though he just left the dirt in a pile in the corner..grrr) He doesnt know how to work a dustpan. He cleaned off the table, and took out the trash, and even (gasp) put a new bag in the trash bin. The only thing he didnt do, is wipe down the appliances, except for the stove, he did clean off the stove, and he didn't wash the floor. But I didn't have to ask him or nuthin.. isn't that sweet! And after all the shit I talk about him here, he goes and does something like that for me. Although, I shouldnt say "for me", because he lives here and should do it anyway, it's not like it's my job or anything, but come on..we all know it ends up being my job by virtue of my sex. So now I feel all happy and grateful, cuz it's one less thing I have to do when I do actually pry my ass from this chair. He just may get lucky tonight!
I don't think I could be less productive today, unless I actually went back to bed. I've done nothing but sit here surfing and playing. I have a ton of stuff I should be doing, not the least of which is working. Oh well.. fuck it!


Michael Jackson.. once again. Ok, I found
  • this
  • today through Gennie at
  • Dizzy Girl's
  • blog, and this is the first time I have read this. I wasn't aware it was available to read online. Having seen this, I now kinda have to wonder if maybe the freak did, in fact, do it. Assuming that the accusations were true in the first case, then they very well could be, and probably are, true again. I sure hope not, cuz if it is I feel so sickened and sad for that little boy he molested. If he did it, and he gets away with it this time, I don't wanna know what kind of uproar there will be from people in this country. I think he can pretty much kiss his career goodbye, if he can't prove without a doubt he's innocent. I still can't imagine that it was just two boys out of the thousands he did this to. Did he pay off the rest of them? Is it only the two? Did he manage not to touch any other boys inappropriately all these years, after going through everything that went on with the first one, and just couldn't stop himself any longer? If he's a pedophile, I highly doubt he would be able to do that, unless he just contented himself with kiddie porn or something. Maybe it was just something about these two boys that made him think he could get away with it, or maybe he fell "in love/lust" with just these two, and truly doesn't see how sick, perverted, wrong, and nasty it is. The whole issue just makes me cringe and shudder in disgust. I don't even want to think about it anymore. There definitely needs to be some deep probing investigations into everything that goes on in Never Never Land...and some serious de-balling if the accusations are true. You read things like the Smoking Gun papers, and then you read things like
  • this
  • , and you don't know what to think. It's all just plain freaky, that's all I know.

    Saturday, November 22, 2003

    Charmed Quotes

    I've decided to share some of my fav'rit Charmed quotes with you. Why? Because IIIIII like it!

    Prue: Well, the house is a mess again. I mean, how come we can't fight the demon of cleanliness, or the demon of housekeeping, or even that bald Mr. Clean guy. I would so totally take him on.

    PIper: Timbuktu? You sent him to Timbuktu!?!?
    Phoebe: All right, well, it was the only thing I could think of that rhymed with "undo."

    Piper: I'm going to vanquish those chain-smoking bitches if it's the last thing I do!

    Paige: She's like "Piper Light" - all of the personality without those messy emotions.

    Cole: You killed five of my best demons yesterday!
    Phoebe: I'm sorry baby, it's hormones...

    Piper: (about Cole) Besides we only know that he is dealing with demons, not that he is a demon.
    Paige: If it looks like a demon and walks like a demon—
    Piper: That's ducks! Not Phoebe's husband, the love of her life, her best friend—
    Paige: All right! I get your point, woman!

    Phoebe: I came to help you with Merlin.
    Wizard: Please. Merlin was an overrated hack. Tell me that he's not the only wizard you people have ever heard of?
    Paige: Well, does Harry Potter count?

    Piper: I can't believe we let that slimy Lord-of-the-Rings wannabe use us!

    Piper: Get in touch with your inner fish!

    Paige: Well, I didn't want to make you mad, you know, you getting all panicky and all.
    Piper: Yes, we've established. I was spineless coward in the face of evil. Now what don't I know?

    Piper: Oh, please, please, somebody help me! The mean demon is dipping into the water and it's really cold!

    Piper: Oh, look out, Phoebe. He's packing a seashell.

    Piper: Okay, vanquish demon first, kill husband later.

    Piper: Kiss this, bitch!

    Piper: I hit her with flowers?

    Piper: Look, do you have anything to go with combat boots? You know, for the mom-to-be who kicks some ass upon occasion.

    Leo: (about Phoebe) Maybe there was some information that she wanted and she was using sex as a tool.
    Piper: Okay. I like the sound of that. Slutty and manipulative, that beats evil any day.

    Piper: Okay, I said something about hell and I rhymed it with Halliwell.
    Paige: How could you not keep a copy of the spell you used to take away our sister's powers?
    Piper: It was a crappy spell, okay? So I left it in the house, all right? Forgive me for not anticipating the demonic foreclosure.

    Phoebe: Have you seen anything weird?
    Paige: Well, now that you mention it I have seen my share of a certain finger while driving here.

    Piper: Dad?
    Victor: Yeah, honey?
    Piper: I'm sorry about your demon wife.

    Phoebe: (to the baby) Oh, I could eat you. Yes, I could. Yes, I could.
    Piper: Pheebs, after the demonic parasites that did actually kinda want to eat him...not so cute.
    Phoebe: Gotcha. (to the baby) Oh, I could smush you. I could just smush your little face.
    Piper: Much better.

    Piper: Paige! Is everything okay?
    Paige: Better than okay. I'm going to have a love life.
    Phoebe: You're making a love potion?
    Paige: No, I'm making a stun potion.
    Piper: So that lovers will be stunned by you?
    Paige: No, so that Kazis will be stunned by me.
    Phoebe: You're in love with a Kazi demon?
    Paige: Try to stay with me, people!

    Paige: Well, ghosts can still feel pain. Maybe I could just orb his testicles somewhere.
    Piper: Paige! There will be no talk of testicle-orbing in front of the child.
    Leo: And not in front of his daddy either.
    Paige: Oh, criminy. I'm just tryin' to help.

    Paige: Well, call me butter 'cause I'm on a roll.

    Paige: So you're saying you never believed in King Arthur and the Knights of the round table?
    Piper: Yes, I did when I was seven, and then I grew up.
    Paige: Yeah, you grew up to be a witch who fights demons and silly looking dragons.

    Phoebe: Elise better find me a new assistant because pretty soon she's gonna have to ask Phoebe to take my foot out of her—

    Mordaunt: The sword has chosen. You are the new savior. The champion of good. The master of Excalibur. Welcome to your new destiny.
    Piper: Oh crap

    Head Dwarf: Kiss my grumpy ass.

    Piper: Look, I know I didn't call to confirm, but I was busy creating life, okay?

    Think you know everything?

    Did you know these *fascinating* facts?

    1. Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.
    2. Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite.
    3. There are 293 ways to make change for a dollar.
    4. The average person's left hand does 56% of the typing.
    5. A shark is the only fish that can blink with both eyes.
    6. There are more chickens than people in the world.
    7. Two-thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in New Jersey.
    8. The longest one-syllable word in the English language is "screeched."
    9. On a Canadian two dollar bill, the flag flying over the Parliament building is an American flag.
    10. All of the clocks in the movie "Pulp Fiction" are stuck on 4:20.
    11. No word in the English language rhymes with month, orange, silver, or purple.
    12. "Dreamt" is the only English word that ends in the letters "mt".
    13. All 50 states are listed across the top of the Lincoln Memorial on the back of the $5 bill.
    14. Almonds are a member of the peach family.
    15. Winston Churchill was born in a ladies' room during a dance.
    16. Maine is the only state whose name is just one syllable.
    17. There are only four words in the English language which end in "dous": tremendous, horrendous, stupendous, and hazardous.
    18. Los Angeles' full name is "El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora Reina de los Angeles de Porciuncula"
    19. A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.
    20. An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
    21. Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.
    22. In most advertisements, the time displayed on a watch is 10:10.
    23. Al Capone's business card said he was a used furniture dealer.
    24. The characters Bert and Ernie on Sesame Street were named after Bert the cop and Ernie the taxi driver in Frank Capra's "It's a Wonderful Life."
    25. A dragonfly has a life span of 24 hours.
    26. A goldfish has a memory span of three seconds.
    27. A dime has 118 ridges around the edge.
    28. It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open.
    29. The giant squid has the largest eyes in the world.
    30. In England, the Speaker of the House is not allowed to speak.
    31. The microwave was invented after a researcher walked by a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket.
    32. Mr. Rogers is an ordained minister.
    33. The average person falls asleep in seven minutes.
    34. There are 336 dimples on a regulation golf ball.
    35. "Stewardesses" is the longest word that is typed with only the left hand.

    Some astrology stuff about Me Me ME!

    Today is Astrology day here at Days Go By:

    I found this Birthday Calculator over at
  • No Shoes Or Socks

  • You entered: 8/16/1966
    You were born on a Tuesday
    under the astrological sign Leo.
    Your Life path number is 1.

    The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2439353.5.
    The golden number for 1966 is 10.
    The epact number for 1966 is 8.
    The year 1966 was not a leap year.

    As of 11/22/2003 7:05:13 AM CST
    You are 37 years old.
    You are 447 months old.
    You are 1,944 weeks old.
    You are 13,612 days old.
    You are 326,695 hours old.
    You are 19,601,705 minutes old.
    You are 1,176,102,313 seconds old.

    There are 268 days till your next birthday
    and 33 days till Christmas!

    The moon's phase on the day you were
    born was new.

    My Rising Sign: Gemini

    I then did some roaming around, and found this:

    Horse (ME) & Dragon (J)
    A recommended match between people who with a lot in common, although you need to be aware that you are also uniting extremely good, but extravagant tastes. When you disagree, it is in rather an impatient and irritable way. You toss your mane and trot away, leaving your mate to stew in his or her Dragon-fire until you are good and ready to come home again. You can kiss and make up for hours, days even.

    This is pretty true. It fits us. When we do argue, which is usually often, I am pretty impatient and irritable with him. He frustrates the heck outta me, cuz he has no sense of logic, whatsoever. I'm pretty practical and logical. Something is the way it is for a reason. There is a reason and a purpose for everything. Even if you're not sure what that reason is, it does exist.

    From the fiery Horse, symbol of all happiness in China, you have inherited vivacity, loyalty, the elegance of a thoroughbred, and the impatience of a child. You are worldly and at ease in high society and are an elegant conversationalist.

    Your intelligence and fluidity of thought easily convince people of the soundness of your ideas. But a "big talker" is often a "small doer" and this failing follows you around. What keeps you from taking action is a fear of failure because you never come out of your adventures intact. On the other hand, if the subject is familiar to you and you have some reassuring support, you jump headlong into the adventure. You love to move around: constant movement animates your being, but you most often get around obstacles rather than jump over them. This fear of failure paralyses you.

    Your dynamic spirit is never dampened. You can't stand idleness, and long-term plans don't attract you because you are quickly unmotivated. You paw the ground with impatience when there are traffic jams and will cut across a field to get out of one with gusto. Your fault: A lack of confidence in yourself

    Then I went here
  • Astrology Center
  • and got a whole report done about me, which was pretty long and I'll do another post or separate page for later. Right now, I gotta go fight with J.

    Friday, November 21, 2003

    Ding Dong the Beast is Dead...

    Today was trash day, and the beast went bye-bye. It's off my lawn, and outta my life. The really beautiful thing about it is that I get to laugh at J, cuz once again he was wrong! wrong! wrong! We argued for 20 minutes on Saturday, at least that long, before we went to get my new bed, about the right way to dispose of "the beast", and he was trying to tell me that I shouldn't even remove it from my house. I had a huge headache by the time he was done trying to tell me what to do, and that I was being stubborn. He said I should wait until I could call the City on Monday, to let them know it was out there, and see if I had to arrange for some special bulk pickup to come get it or something. I told him it didn't matter, I wanted my bed, I wanted "the beast" outta my room, and if it had to, it could sit in the back yard until they could come get it, if it couldn't be put out with the regular trash. He tried to tell me that I could get a fine for putting it out there on the curb, and they wouldn't take it because it was so big. I honestly don't know what the heck that boy smokes sometimes! I, being stubborn and pretty much determined to get my way, said I didn't give a shit what he thought, and I was getting my new mattress that day, and if he didn't want to help me, I would manage to get "the beast" out of my house myself, and he wouldn't have to be responsible for it or worry about it. Today, the trash guys came, I never did call the City, we just pulled it out to the curb and left it there, and they just picked it up, put the end of it in the lip of the truck, closed the gate thingy down onto it, and pretty much just kept messing with it, until the truck swallowed the beast whole. No fuss, no muss, no problem, and "the beast" is nothing but a bad memory. And I was right.... yet again! hehehe

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  • Opus is back after 10 years! Yippee.. I loooooooove Opus. He is my absolute fav'rit, and I was so bummed when he was gone. Now he's back, and I'm all excited. I know, it doesn't take much...

    Don't Try This At Home....

    Steve, Don't Eat it! Vol. 3

    Found this site today and it's abso-fuckin-lutely hilarious. I was dyin! Be sure to read all 3 volumes of Don't Eat It. ROFL

    Joke of the Day

    On their first night to be together, the newlywed couple
    go to get changed. The new bride comes out of the
    bathroom, all showered and wearing her beautiful robe.
    The proud husband says, 'My dear, we are married now,
    you can open your robe.'

    The beautiful young woman opens her robe, and he is
    astonished. 'Oh, oh, aaaahhh,' he exclaims, 'My word,
    you are so beautiful, let me take your picture.

    Puzzled, she asks, 'My picture?'

    He answers, 'Yes my dear, so I can carry your beauty
    next to my heart forever.'

    She smiles and he takes her picture, and then he heads
    into the bathroom to shower.

    He comes out wearing his robe and the new wife asks,
    'Why do you wear a robe? We are married now.'

    At that the man opens his robe and she exclaims,
    'Oh, oh, oh my, let me get a picture.'

    He beams and asks, 'Why?'

    She answers, 'So I can get it enlarged.'

    Counters and such

    I'm confuzzled! Is it me, or do hit counters count hits differently. I have two counters on this site, blogpatrol and site meter. I first put in Blogpatrol, because it was the first one I found, and I installed Site meter because of the TTLB thing. The counts are way different for each one. How can this be? Not that it matters. Not that I care about such things as hits or anything like that, but it would be nice to know which is closer to accurate.

    Greatest Ad Ideas Ever Part I

    I'm watching T.V. this morning, as I usually am pretty much 24/7 when my eyes are open, and this commercial comes on for the new Listerine Citrus flavor. Not being a fan of the taste of Listerine myself, but being a big fan of fresh breath, I use the pocket packs or another type of generic brand mouthwash, when I feel the need for some minty mouth freshness. The ad shows a woman bringing in her groceries, and she takes the bottle of Listerine from the bag and her family runs and hides. The sight of the bottle is so scary, they must scatter in fear, until she announces that it's okay, it's the new citrus flavor Listerine. Now.. not being an advertising exec myself, and not having taken marketing or anything, maybe I'm wrong, but is it the brightest idea in the world, when you're trying to sell a new version of an old product, to pretty much say the original version tastes so bad, and is so hideous, that it makes people run away to avoid it. Presumably, they will still be offering the original Listerine versions. What is this kinda ad supposed to say to the poor shlubs who have been, up to this point, suffering through with the original stuff, which they, apparently, are now willing to admit tastes like ass. Maybe the average consumer isn't as sharp as I am, but I'm willing to bet that there are quite a few people out there who will pick up on this. It aint just me.

    Maybe I'm Wrong but....

    I wasn't going to write about the whole Michael Jackson thing, I figured half the people in the blogosphere were going to be adding their opinions to the pot, and I didn't need to spout off mine, especially since it isn't the popular "hang the pervert by the balls" opinion that most people seem to have. Maybe I'm crazy, and maybe I'm wrong, and if I am, then I hope they string his perverted ass up and castrate him, like they should do to all child molesters, but I just have a hard time believing he abused a child. Sure he's weird.. peculiar... odd.. and kind of a freak of nature.. who hangs his babies off a balcony. Sure he has hacked up his face until he looks like some kind of alien life form. I'm not claiming that he's a shining example of normalcy, or that there isn't something very, very wrong with the man's mind in a lot of ways. But that doesn't necessarily make him a pedophile. Yes, he's a talented singer and performer, and I have liked his music since I was just a little bitty thing, but that isn't why I have my doubts. Through everything he's been through, he has always maintained his love for children, and he is, by all accounts child-like himself still in a lot of ways, and he has the reputation of trying to re-live the childhood he lost out on being a performer. That, to me, explains his love of, and desire for being around children. It isn't necessarily perverted. It's a little strange maybe, but is it automatically sick? He has probably had thousands of children in and out of his home and as part of his life, and it just seems strange to me that of all the thousands of them, including kids like Mcauley Culkin, etc., there have only been two claims of any wrong doing. Is it that there were only two he ever got the opportunity or felt the desire to molest? or is it that only the two have come forward, and the rest are just keeping quiet for some unknown reason? I just think there would have been more allegations over the past 45 years of his life if there were any real truth to it. Once the first accuser came forward and was paid off, you would think there would have been others who said he had done it to them too, if he truly was molesting kids. I don't know any of the details anymore than the rest of the world who have followed along with the reports. I don't know what kind of accusations exactly were made, or what kind of proof they may have against him, and there is the chance that he did do whatever it is they are accusing him of. Who the hell knows! We may never know the full details. I'm not saying that he didn't. do it. Where there's smoke, there's usually fire. I just think that it's wrong to call in the lynch mob and decide he's guilty, and brand the guy a sick-o, baby raping, freak without benefit of a trial and without knowing the exact charges being brought, and without knowing if there is any actual evidence they can produce to prove it. Until he has a trial, and more details are known, I just think we should continue calling him an everyday, ordinary kinda freak, and give him the benefit of the doubt. The guy may be weird, but he still does have rights.

    Thursday, November 20, 2003

    This still cracks me up!

    The Citi card identity theft commercials still crack me up. I love the one with the old lady too, but I havent been able to get all the dialog for that one yet, or the hair dryer lady one either. The middle aged man, sitting in the chair one, however, I did manage to get. Since about half the Google searches on this site are for that commerical, I figured I'd share.

    Sports are on the TV in the background. The man opens his mouth to speak and the voice of a young ditzy woman comes out. The man perfectly lip-syncs all that is said:

    "First I emptied the checking account and then I hit the mall, and there in the window was this sexy little outfit, and oh my gosh, I just had to have it.
    Fifteen hundred dollars for a leather bustier?
    I didn't care, it lifts and separates. Heh.
    Plus, it's not like I'm actually paying for it. Hehehe, ah."

    I wish I could find the video somewhere, maybe I should check Kazaa.
    "As you know federal agents raided Michael Jackson's Neverland
    Ranch out in Santa Barbara yesterday. If he's not careful, this
    is the sort of thing that could make people start to think he's
    -David Letterman

    Bachelor Bob Chooses a Bri.. Girlfriend

    I had a feeling he was going to choose Estella, and he did. I like Estella. I'm glad he chose her. Yeah, Kelly Jo was sweet and spunky and cute, and she seemed like a nice girl, as far as I could tell in in what I saw of her on the show. The thing that kinda bugged me about her was the fact she was kinda..well. trampy at times. Not that that's a bad thing. Her choice of dress for the final show was that red number with those big, sorta gawdy hoop earrings, and Estella was just more elegant in simple black and nice earrings. I think Estella is classy and sweet, and she seemed more mature and understanding. I could see they had a connection. I had a feeling it would be her when she was talking to him at his house about what she wanted, and she was more of the attitude that she just wanted him to choose her, so they could have a chance to be together and see what came next. She wasn't telling him she expected marriage right away, and she could tell he wasn't ready for a proposal right away. She took the pressure off him, I guess, and told him it was okay to be unsure. I knew as soon as KJ stepped out of the limo first, she was a goner. They always send the loser in first.

    On AOL they have this "The Morning After" feature, where they play a clip of what the dumped one had to say after the show, and show bits and pieces of stuff that went on, and they have a message board. I was reading some of the BB message boards this morning, and it's so funny to see people going off, saying he was on crack, he made the wrong choice, talking about Estella's squeeky voice, and how wonderful KJ is. She's right for him, and he made a mistake. Some people were saying he chose Estella because his mom liked her better, and he's a mama's boy who needs to grow up. How the hell do people presume to know that! It cracked me up. How can you look at people's lives, on any kinda love/relationship reality show, and think by the one hour glimpse into edited clips of people's lives and actions, that you can know who would be best for that person to possibly spend the rest of their lives with? And get mad about it cuz they "chose the wrong one". LOL I know you pick your fav'rits of who you want to win and cheer them on, but to go off about it when they don't get picked, and verbally attack the poor guy in a bulletin board because you don't like their choice, is just too funny.

    Poor Bob's mom was getting a lot of crap because she liked Estella better, and people were saying that you can't let yer parents choose your mate for you.. blah blah blah. Actually though, although some people's parents are not right in the head, and shouldn't be allowed to choose their own partners.. or play with sharp my case, I don't think I'd do bad if my parents picked my man, really. They couldn't do any worse at it than I do! My mom picked my dad, and my dad is awesome. He's a very loving, funny, nice guy. He worked hard all his life and supported his family. They have been married for like 45 years and are still in love, and I don't think my dad ever thought of being unfaithful. I mean, I know he's a normal man, and my mom isn't always a day in Disney Land to live with, but I just think he really loves her, and it never really occurred to him. They both know me really well, and are decent judges of character. My mom and I are very similar people. Not that I'd volunteer to have them arrange a marriage for me or anything.. don't be silly.. but if they introduced me to someone they thought I'd be good with, I'd give it a chance, and if they really didn't like someone I was dating, I might reconsider dating that person. My sister OTOH they could never pick a guy for. They have totally opposite tastes. My sister likes losers and assholes more than I do, and my mom usually can't stand the men she picks. Come to think of it, this is a whole other post topic, and I may revisit it later, but right now I gotta go do some stuff. The doggies are doin the peepee dance.

    Wednesday, November 19, 2003

    Ripa's Ripped!!

    Ripa's Ripped!!

    This is funny!

    "How does she do so much and look so great?

    Workaholic celebrity and mother of three, Kelly Ripa promotes her hair dye that is mixed with cocaine"

    SPIRIT is your chinese symbol!

    What Chinese Symbol Are You? -- Updated (7/21/03)
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    kiss my ass2
    congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happy
    bunny. You don't care about anyone or anything.
    You must be so proud

    which happy bunny are you?
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    Tuesday, November 18, 2003

    Send Them Back!!

    Send Them Back!!

    Purge your guilt for the theft of all those illegal MP3s on your hard drive and send them back to the RIAA.

    Surfin we will GO

    I been surfin around, visiting folks today, and
  • Buzz
  • had a pretty good discussion going about kids today and "when we were kids",
  • Sugarmama
  • is goin off about icky, disgusting cigarettes and the evil nastiness of them, and
  • Leeann
  • is talking about the strange things people name their kids. Lots of good stuff to read and chat about.

    I'm kinda bummed, because my house ate my purse! I know it's here somewhere, but I have no clue where. Unless someone came in while I slept and stole it, I know it was here Sunday, and I haven't gone anywhere to be able to leave it anywhere, so it has to be somewhere in this house, but hell if I know where it is. Maybe it's been taken by a Poltergeist, and eventually it will climb down from a rope in the ceiling all covered in goo. That's about the best explanation I have for where it could be. I moved everything outta my room when I was on my cleaning jag Sunday, and I piled some stuff outside the closet door in boxes that have to go in the closet, and some stuff went into the living room, and some stuff went into the bathroom until I could get to it and sort it all out and throw out the crap. I know my purse was here somewhere, now I've gone through everything, even thought maybe it fell into a trash bag and got tossed so I checked the trash, but its nowhere. There's not much in there I can't live without, except my bank card and my ID, and my keys are attached to it, but it's just driving me nuts cuz I know its got to be here somewhere. It's gonna drive me nuts til I find it. I can't even go check my mail, cuz my mailbox key is on my purse. grrrrrrr

    Monday, November 17, 2003


    On Everwood tonight, Treat Williams singing Anne Murray songs.."Summer thunder on moonbright days, northern lights in skies ablaze, and I'll sing for you, lover what I'll bring to you..." a slice of heaven. Treat Williams doing just about anything is pretty much a slice of heaven, in my opinion, but crooning love songs he made my lower regions get all squishy. I forgot he sings, actually, but then when I thought about it, he was singing when I first saw him, in the movie "Hair". Standing on the dining room table singing "I've Got Life..mother.. I've got life..sister.. I've got freeeedom brother..I've got good times man" Long-haired and all sexy, gyrating and dancing up and down the table..he's hunkalicious. I saw that movie a million times, and memorized all the songs, and had the biggest crush on Berger AKA Treat Williams. My mom owns the movie, cuz she thinks he's hot too, but I havent bought it yet. I definitely think I'm gonna have to get though, so I can watch him..and so I can sing "Manchester England, England, across the Atlantic Sea, and I'm a genious, genious, I believe in Goooood, and I believe that Gooood, believes in Claude thats me..."

    Another thing I noticed while watching that show tonight ..and I know this is bad.. but Ephraim - yeah, I know he's about 16 - has some sexy lips for a little boy. He's gonna be pretty hunkalicious himself when he gets all growed up. I'm all about sexy lips and nice smiles on men..and, apparently, young boys. Is that a bad thing? I also melt for pretty eyes.. a nice ass.. forearms, thighs, hands ...

    Quick Quote

    From Will&Grace

    Grace: Dr. Frankenstein was not gay!

    Will: Oh, no? He cut up men and pieced them together to make the perfect man.. dressed him in silk...and gave him a flat head you can put your beer on.. He was a 'mo!


    Checking out some new blogs this morning, taking a break from work before I go lay down and die. Found a few good ones, so far. I was thinking while I was checking out the newbies that it's funny how I, and probably most people, have a sorta routine about the way they check out new blogs to read. I know when I first go to a site, I read the first/latest post or two, if those are interesting enough to hold my attention, I look for a 100 things list, about me page, or something of that nature, so I can compare the writer to me and get the general picture of who they are. I then look for pictures, because I like to know who it is I'm reading about, but pictures aren't essential. Some people don't have any online, or just want to be faceless/anonymous, or whatever, but pictures make it nicer. Sometimes I'll go back to a few random posts here and there in the archives, just to see what I missed, and usually read the first couple pages of posts, if I have time to do all of this surfin' around. I like when they have a Best of list or the owner's fav'rits list, the posts the writer chooses to highlight are usually a good indication of what they think is important, or at the very least, it lets you see what they think were some of their best efforts. That's pretty much the routine I follow, and then I comment here and there if I feel moved to, even if its just to say I was there. Anyone else have a routine?

    On Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair,
    drinking beer and watching my wife mow the lawn.
    The neighbor lady from across the street was so outraged
    at this that she came over and shouted at me,
    "You should be hung."
    I took a drink from my can of Budweiser,
    wiped the cold foam from my lips, lifted my
    darkened Ray ban Sunglasses and stared directly
    at this nosey neighbor and then calmly replied,
    "I am, that's why she cuts the grass."

    Fast Breaking News

    this fast-breaking news report just in from Cullen!

    The New California Governor has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the state, rather than German, which was the other possibility.

    As part of the negotiations, The Terminator's Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a

    5-year phase-in plan that would become known as "Austro-English" (or, perhaps even better, "Austrionics".).

    In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of the "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.

    There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with the "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.

    In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible.

    Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.

    By the 4th yer peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".

    During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl.

    Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis und evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.

    Governor Schwarzenegger also plans to reduce the deficit by eliminating administrative costs. One method is to combine the Department of Fish and Game with the Highway Patrol under one leader. The merged agency will be known as Fish & Chips

    I'm the 601,655,887 richest person on earth!

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    Damn The RIAA.. at it Again

    RIAA Sues Amish Man for Illegal Whistling of Copyrighted Material

    Just when you thought it was safe, the hubbub had died down, and they pull something like this. It's an outrage I tell ya, it just aint right! : O)

    Slaying the Beast

    I'm soooo lovin my new bed. I spent all day Sunday cleaning my room and clearing it out, did some laundry, and took a nap, and then it was time to try to get "the beast" which was my old bed outta the room. J kept insisting we weren't gonna be able to get it out, and he was whining so bad, I thought I was gonna have to shoot him. But I told him, it got in here somehow, there has to be a way to get it out. He didn't wanna try to move it. The thing was huge.. I'm talking HUGE..and very heavy and hard to handle, so I don't blame him for being a less than thrilled at the prospect of having to drag it outta the house, but it had to go. He came up with the brilliant idea of cutting it up. So he took a big butcher knife and started hacking at it. He ripped away the cover, and pulled out the lining, and we took it apart down to the springs. I thought he was being retarded at first, because I figured the time we spent hacking the thing up and pulling it apart, which made a big mess I then would have to clean, we coulda just hauled it out and been done with it. It turned out to be a good thing though, because, as it turns out, the inside was filled with that egg crate foam padding stuff, and I took a big piece of it, sprayed it with disinfectant, since it probably had lots of bacteria and such being inside the mattress, and cut a piece of it to fit the top of my mattress. I was gonna buy a cushion or some of the egg crate stuff anyway, cuz the mattress I got was a cheap one, like 99.00 or so, and it was comfortable enough, but my old mattress was a pillow top and I like it cushy. I threw a sheet on it, and it's so unfreakin-believably comfy I just love it. Then I took some of the rest of the padding stuff and covered it with an old sheet, which I'll take to mom's sometime this week to sew together the right way, on her sewing machine, to make a doggy bed for the puppies to sleep on, so they won't have to sleep on the floor. Just saved myself at least 30.00 with that one, plus 20.00 or so on the cushion for the bed. Not a bad deal!

    Hacking up "the beast" made it a lot lighter and easier to move, and we got it out with a minimum of fuss. So it's all good!

    It's so strange having a floor now. With "the beast" in here, there was about a two foot wide, L-shaped path around the edge of the bed, leading to the door. Most of the time, when she wasn't sleeping on the bed, Niki would be sleeping somewhere in that path, usually right under my feet, so every time I had to get up to leave the room, I had to step over, or negotiate around her, or make her move. She would get up slowly, as I waited, and hrumph at me, because I made her move, and she'd climb onto the bed. It was just a hassle. Now I have nothing but wide-open spaces, it's the freakin Ponderosa bay-bee!

    ...and how was your Saturday?

    I realized I never posted about my Saturday. Not that that's particularly tragic, I'm sure you would never have missed it, if I didn't write about it, but I did so much, I just figured I'd fill ya in.

    Saturday was the day from hell.. but in a good way. Aside from the constant bickering between me and J, all day long bitch, bitch bitch, I had such a headache, but it was a damn productive day. We left the house at 11:00 am, paid some bills, went to a few stores looking at beds, went and got my brother and his truck to go to Big Lots and tote home my new mattress, got the mattress in the house, cleaned my kitchen, went to lunch, went to Wally World, went to the bank, went to some thrift stores, went to dinner, went and rented some videos at Hollywood Video, and finally.. yes, FINALLY, managed to make it to the grocery store, where I somehow managed to spend 200+ dollars.. I don't have any idea how we spent that much, except I stocked up on Hot Pockets for J for his lunches, got a bunch of canned stuff they were having a good sale on, and I bought some cleaning stuff.. Swiffer duster things and laundry soap, etc, and got turkey and the fixin's, so I can make us a dinner for here at the house. I like having my own turkey, so I can have leftovers and turkey sandwiches and stuff. I did buy a bunch of meat too, but it was all on sale. I don't know, but we won't starve, I can guarantee ya that! I then went home and lugged in and unpacked the groceries, and still managed to work last night. I think it was 7:30 before we finally got in the door.

    Of course, it was the last day of the pay period, and of course I was behind, as always, but I managed to do 1600 lines in 6 hours. I was smokin'! I know, you have no idea how much that is, but a line is 65 characters, not including spaces. That's 104,000 characters. I don't know what that breaks down into in words, but its a lot! I was so tired and so sore by the end of the day, my back was in a death grip knot, and I hadn't slept much Friday night, I thought I was gonna die, but I got everything done I wanted to get done, and then some. Plus.. I got my new bed Yeah for me!

    Hey Baby! What's Your Sign?

    You should be dating a Taurus.
    20 April - 20 May
    This gentle creature is dependable, artistic, and
    very calm and patient. Though Taurus has the
    tendency to be self-indulgent, stubborn or
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    Hmm.. dont know about this one. I've never dated a Taurus, I don't think. I've been with quite a few Scorpios and Libras, and J's a Capricorn.. but we drive each other crazy, we live in opposite universes, but somehow manage to stay together.. so far. I'm a Leo, and I think I need to find myself a nice Sagittarius, but if there are any hot Taureses out there, who don't mind fat chicks, maybe we can talk! : O)

    Sunday, November 16, 2003

    Stuff I Found..

    Anyone feel like coming over today to clean my room? anybody.. anybody..Bueller? There is crap wedged down on the side of my bed that Lord knows how it got there. There's a dang glass Christmas platter the fuck did that get there!? There's toys and a couple books and enough dog hair to build another dog, and the rest of the room aint much better. Clothes, dog hair in bunches, books, CDs, videos, and just general bits and pieces of junk everywhere. It's absolutely disgusting! Iwould take a picture of it and show you, but I wouldn't subject anyone to it. I found the remote to a stereo I havent owned in four years behind the clothes hamper. I have no idea how or why it would be there. Today, I get to clean this mess, and I'm going through everything and throwing everything away. Or maybe I'll put it all in a big box and put it up on Ebay as a junk lot. LOL Minus the dog hair, of course. I dont know, but either way it's getting the phuque outta Dodge, and my room will be clean by the end of the day, even if it kills me. Why today you ask? Because I GOT MY BED yeah!!!!!! I know yer not excited, but humor me, will ya. I decided on a twin instead of a full or queen, because its really all I need, and it will discourage the dogs from sleeping with me. I will now have a couple acres of free space in my room. Ok, maybe not that much.. but a-freakin-lot. My new mattress is probably less than 1/3 the size of the one I have now. So, I'm excited, even if you guys don't really give a rats ass. Fake it, I won't be able to tell.

    Saturday, November 15, 2003

    My New DVD Player

    Reviews on Cyberhome CH-DVD 300 Standard DVD

    This is my new DVD player. The picture is kinda blurry cuz I resized it so you could see it a little better, but this is what it looks like. : O)

    I uploaded a bunch of pics to the Fotopages tonight. They're all older pics that I had on my hard drive and some of me and Lisa when we were young.. just a bunch of random junk. Nothing too exciting in there, but feel free to take a gander if ya like.

    The Truth About Cats and Dogs

    Movie Quote
    God, I cant believe it. I cant believe I let her do this to me! I know exactly what she was doing. Do have a tissue?
    Noelle: I think she might have put one in the bag, with your gift with purchase.
    Abby: Oh God..Men dont go around buying all of this expensive crap, hoping that women will want them. If I was a guy, I think women would be like lining up to go out with me. I'm smart, I have a good sense of humor, I make a great living.
    Noelle: I'd fuck you.
    Abby: Thank you, Honey, I know you would.

    I'm watching the movie, The Truth About Cats and Dogs, I'm sure you've seen it. It's one of the DVDs I bought tonight. It was in the 5.88 bin at Wally World. I used to have it in VHS, but it got eaten, so I decided to go ahead and buy it again. Maybe it's just me, but I think Janeane Garofalo is way more attractive than Uma Thurman. She's not prettier than her, and I do think Uma's pretty in an odd way, but she's just more attractive. There's something more appealing about her, at least I think so. She plays all of these self-effacing, dowdy, nerd-girl roles. I guess thats just what ya have to do in Hollywood if yer not Uma Thurman.

    Gee But I Wanna Go Home...

    I tried to call Lisa (my best friend) tonight, but she wasn't answering her phone. She must have gone to bed early, or she's out with her friend MJ. I dunno. I really miss Lisa, I wish I could go home, but I know I won't be able to afford to go for a while. Probably not at least until March or April. I won't go in the winter anyway, cuz it's pretty much cold and tends to snow up there in the winter, but I told Steph I'd try to make it for her Sweet 16 on April 6th. I'm aiming for then, but I'd like to go for a long weekend before that if I can. I havent been home for almost 2 years, and it seems closer to 5 sometimes. Then again, when I get on the phone and start gabbing with Lisa, it sometimes feels like last week. Hard to believe we're still best friends after 31 years..YIKES.. has it been that long?? Shit! that's a long time! Now I feel old.

    I love calling Lisa, cuz I not only get to chat with her and find out what's up with her life, and what's going on with "the family", and bitch about the our men, but I get to hear about the girls, and Sean, and what they're up to. It's kinda weird that I was the one who always loved kids and babysat all the time, and I never had any kids, and she always said she wasn't having any, but got pregnant at 21 and then had 5 more. She has 5 girls and 1 boy, ages 9 to 15. She had 2 sets of twins just one year apart. Courtney and Cassandra were born on May 11, and May 2nd the next year she had Holly and Brittney. I laugh when she tells me stuff they do, and she's all pissed off, but its never anything compared to the crap we used to do. Her kids are pretty good kids.. so far. Although, they're still young. I say to her, "Remember when we were dancing down the middle of Main St. singing Fame at midnight, when we were 14" or "Remember when we took all the discarded Christmas trees off peoples curbs, and lined them up all down the middle of Fairview Ave at 2:00 in the morning?. Then we hid on the porch to watch people have to get outta their cars and move them outta the way", or remember the keg parties we'd have when her mom went away. We'd take the dining room table apart, set up the band (her brother was in a band) in the dining room, and have from 40 to 100 people partying their asses off, and we were maybe 15. Her brother, Nick, was 19 and had older friends, so it was really him throwing the parties, but we were there, along with our friends. She was married by the time she was the BIGGEST scum sucking, asshole on the planet (can ya feel how much I loved him?), and divorced by 19. She tends to forget the stupid stuff we did. I really don't think she has to worry about her kids doing half the stuff we did, or lets hope not anyway. Come to think of it, nobody I know has kids that act the way we did.

    Friday, November 14, 2003

    New Toys oh Joy...

    Guess where I went today!! Come on.. guess.. ya know ya can.. come on!! Okay fine, I'll tell ya. I went to WALLY WORLD..yes, once again. We were headed for the grocery store. I thought for sure we would make it this time, but I was very wrong. J decided to stop at Wally World.. for a minute..and we ended up being there an hour, looking at TVs, which we then found they had none of the ones he was interested in actually in stock. I managed to get me a new DVD player, since I didnt have one, for around 43.00. I had been holding off getting one, since he has one I can use if I really wanna watch anything on DVD, because I wanted to get one of the VHS/DVD combo ones. This one was so cute though, and cheap.. which is always a good thing.. I decided to get it. It's really pretty cool, cuz it plays DVDs, CDs, VCDs, JPG's and stuff, and it's got a lot of neat features. Especially considering it was only 43.00. Its called CyberHome, and its a little, tiny thing. So, the DVD player, 4 DVDs, a new CD, and a few other assorted doodads later, we were on our way to the little Wally World on 103rd, to check out their TVs. They had crap too. At this point, I knew we'd never make it to the grocery store, because we had to go to Best Buy to check out TVs there, in Orange Park. J is basically a 2-year-old.. or, he's just a guy, whichever way ya wanna look at it. He decides he wants to get something, and then he must have it, right away. He has no patience, he won't wait for sales, and he will irritate the fuck out of you until he gets whatever it is he is looking for. Unfortunately, unlike a 2-year-old, I'm not his mommy, and I can't send him to his room and tell him to stop whining, cuz he ain't gettin' no dang toys! Drives me insane!! At least he's spending his money now, so I really don't care. It ended up okay though, cuz he found a much better quality TV, a Magnavox I think, that is 27", as opposed to the 25" Orion he was looking at in Wally World, for about 30.00 cheaper. Plus, I found one for the living room there, that I'm gonna get very shortly, so I'm happy too. I couldn't get mine today, because we couldnt get two TVs in our car. We could barely get one in the car, and had to put it in the trunk, without the box, and ride home with it wedged into the trunk and the trunk open. We had no rope or cords or anything to tie it, so he was freakin' out, wondering if it was gonna fly outta the trunk. He wouldn't stop anywhere to buy any rope or cords either, he would rather chance it falling out, and drive me insane the whole way home freakin out at every little bump. Ok, so...why do I need a man again? On the upside, the guy who waited on us at Best Buy was really cute, though really young. Love me some eye candy.. woohoooo.. Maybe tomorrow we'll finally make it to the grocery store, but I'm not holding my breath.

    Friday Five

    1. Using one adjective, describe your current living space.


    2. Using two adjectives, describe your current employer.

    great, far-away

    3. Using three adjectives, describe your favorite hobby/pasttime.

    *Hot, wet, strenuous

    4. Using four adjectives, describe your typical day.

    Long, tiring, uneventful, good.

    5. Using five adjectives, describe your ideal life.

    Rich, fun, exciting, easy, happy

    *It's swimming ya pigs..hehehe

    Happy Friday.. my ass is froze

    I can't believe its Friday already, this week went by real fast, and I got nothing accomplished. I hate when that happens. My house is a wreck. It's really, really bad! Although, I did manage to do my two days worth of dishes that were piled in my sink last night. I haven't gone shopping yet, which means I'll probably have to go today..pffffffft I'm also behind in my work, and the way I'm going it doesn't look like I'm gonna get it all done, so I'll be short in my lines once again. Dang it! It's cold as hell here.. record cold temperatures this morning.. and I'm freezing under a blanket cuz I'm too lazy to go turn the heat on. I hate putting the heat on anyway, cuz it makes the house all stuffy and it just bugs me. I used to love it when I was a kid when it was cold enough to turn the heat on, but now its irritating. Could be because J likes to put the heat on 105, and its too hot. In our house growing up, we had gas heat, and old pipes with radiators. When the heat came on, you could hear it hiss, then the pipes would clank every so often. They didn't really keep the heat on high though, so it never really got completely hot in there. When I was really little, I would crawl up in my daddy's chair with him, with my blanket in tow, and sit and snuggle with him while he watched the news or whatever game was on. When I got too big to do that, I'd sometimes make a cup of hot tea or cocoa loaded with marshmallow fluff, and then I'd curl up on the couch under a blanket and watch TV or read a book. I don't ever get to do that anymore, cuz I've always got something I've got to be doing. Sucks to be a grownup sometimes. Guess I may have to give in and turn the heat on.
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    Thursday, November 13, 2003

    Inane conversation #1003

    J and I attempted to go grocery shopping last night. I say attempted, because we never made it to the store actually, but on the way to the store we had the following conversation. We have stupid conversations all the time, mostly due to the fact that he's ..well.. retarded. You would have had to be there to hear the actual conversation, and know J and the way he is, to fully understand just how irritating this could be.. but maybe you'll get the gist from reading this. This is the conversation, as best as i can recall:

    J: I'm hungry, we better stop and get somethin to eat before we go shopping, or you know we'll just buy junk food.

    ME: Ok, where do you want to go?

    J: I don't know, what's open that's near the store at this time of night?

    ME: I don't know. I think Applebee's is open til 11:00, and theres a Krystals and stuff over there. Or there's IHOP if you want.

    J: Where is the IHOP?

    ME: Its on 103rd.. close to the Food Lion

    J: There's no IHOP on 103rd.

    ME: Yes, there is, we've passed it a million times. How can you not see it?

    J: No, there's not. I don't remember ever seeing one.

    ME: Well, it's there, trust me. But I don't know if it's open this time of night on a weekday. I know it's open 24 hours weekends, but I"m not sure about during the week.

    J: What the fuck do I care about the weekend for, this isn't a weekend. It's only Thursday.

    ME: No, it's not. It's Wednesday.

    J: Are you sure?

    ME: Yes, I just watched the Bachelor, so it's Wednesday.

    J: Whatever, but it's still not a weekend.

    ME: I'm aware of that, I didn't say it was a weekend. I said I know it's open on late on weekends but I wasn't sure about tonight, since it's not a weekend.

    J: Well , what the fuck you telling me about the weekend for, I'm hungry tonight.

    ME: I wasn't telling you about the weekend, I was telling you about tonight, and the fact that I didn't know if it was open late weeknights. The weekend part was irrelevent, except that I do know that it is open weekends late, and I was simply stating a fact. If you ever listened to what I say to you, you would know this.

    J: I did listen, but I still don't know why I needed to know anything about the weekend?

    ME: Because, I was trying to tell you, if you had any sort of reasoniing ability, that it may be open late tonight, but I couldn't be sure, but since it is open late on weekends, and I know it is open late then for sure, then perhaps it is also reasonable to assume it may be open late every night. Then again, it may not. There was no reason, I'm sorry. Forget I said anything. Geeesh..


    J: Ok, now you're irritated. . Why are you irritated?

    Is it just me?

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    Wednesday, November 12, 2003

    Something I don't get

    I'm watching the Golden Girls final show for the umpteenth time on Lifetime, and Dorothy, freshly wed to Blanche's uncle, is heading out the door to her new home with her new hubby. I love The Golden Girls, and watch it often, so I've seen all of the episodes a zillion times, by now. But something has always bugged me about this episode, and this is it. After the goodbye speech, and I love you's, Rose asks Dorothy, "Is this goodbye?", and she shakes her head yes, sadly, says I love you, always, and leaves. Now.. WTF is up with this? First of all, the woman is moving from Miami to Atlanta, I think its Atlanta anyway, hardly the other side of the world. Second, these women have shared 6 or 7 years of their lives, or however long it was, and are parting from each other, having pledged several times through one crisis or another, to be friends forever and always be there for each other, they are family and best friends, yet because she got married she is no longer going to be a part of their lives? Third, she married Blanche's uncle!! She's now actually a part of her family, you would think they would be closer now, and stay in touch, making grand efforts to stay in contact and get together at least occasionally, whenever they can manage it. Her new hubby is richer than God after all. On top of all this, her mother, Sophia, is staying with the other two in the house.. this is her mother.. whom she has taken care of and worried over for all these years, and she loves very much. Is she now, because she married and moved to the next state, going to not continue to visit with and talk to her mom? It just never made sense to me, it's lame, I tell you, just really, really lame.

    I have been best friends with the same girl since kindergarten. We grew up together, I was in the delivery room when she had her first baby. I even held her before she did. The other five, she delivered cesarean, so I wasn't there for those, but I would have been if she wanted me to. When I decided to move to Florida, it broke both our hearts, but I knew it was something I really wanted to do. We are still best friends, we talk often, online and on the phone, I visit whenever I can manage to get up there, and I love her like a sister. I don't care if I moved to the moon, we would manage to keep in touch and be just as close, come hell or high water. I know friends sometimes drift apart, even the best of friends, or they fight and friendships break up, but you can bet if a best friend of mine married my uncle and moved to Atlanta, I'd at least get the phone number and call once in a while.

    Tuesday, November 11, 2003

    Jelly Bracelets and Sex.. who knew?

    Colorful bracelets cause stir about sex -

    Ya learn something new every day. Kinda weird thing to be doing for kids in schools, but it might make a fun adult party game : O)

    All Better Now

    Now that I've had a nap and some good food, I'm feeling much better. Went to mom's today for an early Thanksgiving dinner. My baby brother Drew is home for a week from work, he just got a job driving OTR, and he was gone for about a month for training, and will leave again the beginning of next week sometime. Since he won't be here for Thanksgiving, mom decided to make a turkey dinner, and she invited me over to eat. Yeah,.. free food!! She just made turkey and gravy, mashed taters, turnip, and stuff.. and apple pie...mmmmmm. Now, for the real Thanksgiving, we go to my sis's. She does the turkey and most of the meal, and we each bring a few things to add, and there's enough food for an army. She makes green bean casserole and sweet potato casserole, with marshmallows on it, its really good. I know some people don't like green beans or green bean casserole, or maybe aren't into sweet potatos with marshmallows on em, but I think they're yummy, and I only get them on Thanksgiving. It's weird cuz I saw this ad a few weeks back for the fried onion thingies that go on the green bean casserole, with the recipe for it, and I thought I'd like to make some, but then I stopped myself, because the GBC is a holiday thing. Really, it would taste just as good at any time of the year, just like the sweet potato thing, or even egg nog. Egg nog is a holiday thing, and it just doesn't seem right to drink it any other time of the year, even though I imagine it would still taste the same, with or without the rum, if you drank it in, say, April. I guess I just like the anticipation of having something to look forward to, that is just a holiday thing. Everyone's got their traditions.

    It's kinda like watching the Christmas videos on TV used to be, before they made them available on VHS. Every year around Christmas, they'd start playing the specials, and you couldn't wait to see "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" with the Burger Meister Meisterburger, or "Year Without A Santa Clause", so we could get in our jammies, gather round the T.V. and sing "I'm Mr White Christmas, I'm Mr. Snow" or "I'm Mr. Heat Blister, I'm Mr. 101". Now, they're available on VHS, and you can watch them any time your heart desires, and I own them, of course, but I only want to watch them right around Christmas time. Even then, since they're on my shelf, and I know I can watch them whenever I like, they're still good and fun to watch, but some of the magic is gone for me. Although, watching them without commercials, and being able to watch them without having to worry that you will miss them on the night they play them, is kinda much better, but it's just less special, dammit! I also only make spritz cookies, popcorn balls, and fudge around Christmas, you can't eat a spritz cookie in August! Though fudge is a year round treat, I just can't make it myself til Christmas. Anyone else who doesn't feel this restriction, can feel free to send me some any time of the year.

    24 hours and counting...

    I've now been awake for the better part of 24 hours, with maybe 4 hours of scattered naps here and there. Yesterday was a long-ass day, and not all of it was lots of fun. I first had an argument on the phone with an ignorant bitch from a collection agency, for a bill I had planned and made arrangements to pay already no less, the twat-headed bitch pissed me off, and got the day off to a grand start. Then my dad kept me up, because he came over and had to look through J's stuff for something to fix his computer with, since J has been too busy to help him and he couldn't get online. So I was still up at 1:00 yesterday afternoon. I then slept for maybe 2 hours before mom called. I don't know what she wanted, cuz I talked to her in my sleep, but then ended up just getting up, so I could get some work done before J got home. I knew we'd be out running around last night, and didn't want to get behind. Good thing too, cuz we left about 7:30 and didn't get back home til close to 1:00 a.m.

    We went to dinner, after 2 hours of sitting at mom's so J could help dad get his puter working, but we ended up at Denny's instead of Golden Corral or China Buffet, where I wanted to go. The streets roll up at 9:30 in Jacksonville, which sucks. This is supposed to be a big city, you'd think something good would be open at least til 11:00. I don't mind Denny's, they're not bad, but I'm usually drunk when I go there. After that, we went to Wally World, cuz I needed some dog food and stuff, and I wanted to look at TVs. I want a TV for my living room, there isn't one in there now, and I've been wanting to get one, so I can sit in there once in a while, instead of always having to sit in my room to watch. They didn't have one I liked, well not one less than 700.00 anyway, so that was a bust. I just got a bunch of crap I didn't really need instead, like some slippers for me, and shoes for J, and doggie treats, a new stove top griddle/grill, some dishes, dog shampoo, cat food, a new litter box for the kitties. We needed one of those, cuz the one I had was kinda small, and Junior's ass hangs over the edge of it...poor kitty...150.00 later I went home, and I never did get to go look at beds. Of course, then I didn't have time to sleep at all, I had to go right to work, and here I am, still awake, and my sleep forecast isn't looking any better for today.. grrrrrrrr. I pity anyone who irritates me today! LOL