When did all of this happen? December 29, 2007
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Why
are you asking
after me when you know
I’m not home?
Making easy responses
so questionable
and uncomfortable,
Forcing all my certainties
into doubt
and forgetfulness.
Stop It.
Let’s not make nice
for the sake of perfection.
Anyone like a T-shirt? I have three. December 28, 2007
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Someone please tell me why I have yet to know if I’m going back to school but I keep getting all these ridiculous shirts from Queens? I have enough shirts! Give me some answers!
In other news: The UConn/Wake Forest game is approaching and the only reason I know this is because we (my workplace) got swarmed with UConn fans since 1030am. I can’t say that I’m all too interested in the winning scores tomorrow but I would like all these people to stay around and leave me more nice tips. Gotta pay rent, ya know.
…because I’m Jesus. December 27, 2007
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One of the funniest things I’ve seen for today must be the BibleFight game (Bible Wars? Bible something..) on the Adult Swim website. It really put a little blossom in my otherwise dead garden (man, that was horrible). Not only do I consider myself a Christian but I would also claim to say that I have a pretty good sense of humor. To sum up my gaming experience: Moses totally beat Mary’s ass.
On another note, I’d like to announce myself as one of the most indecisive people ever. Not only can I not make a decision about what to eat for dinner on most occasions, I can easily make the wrong decisions when I do choose to act. Oh damn, you’d think the world is closing in on me with the way I piss and moan. Anyway, that was just an observation. I need some guidance in my life. And a good hug. And a bubblebath. And a cup of hot chocolate. Or a beer.
beating it down December 27, 2007
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What follows is a random list of things that do and do not please me. Pay attention because you may need to know this one day.
Or not.
+) People who pull out in front of you and go about 2 mph in a 55 mph zone are not smart. To these people I say: Stop It.
+) Having a big thing of whiskey pleases me. I prefer Jameson’s but any will do. (Note: This is something you will want to know later when the holiday season comes back around).
+) Random moments of Meatloaf. Boy, can that man sing.
List Summary: If you are not a worse driver than I or if you have brought me whiskey or Meatloaf consider yourself in the clear.
I thought I would use the internet more now that we actually have a working system in our house but I find myself somewhat apathetic to it all. I only get spam and the occasional email from a friend or family member anyway, so what does it matter? My keyboarding skills have suffered a decline since I’ve last logged on and that highly annoys me as I’ve always patted myself on the back since Mavis taught me how to type. What annoys me more is that I’m whining and I hate it when I start to bitch.
You make me one lonely girl when you are standing so close to me.
Someone in Oregon might be proud of me. December 15, 2007
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Aside from the usual chaos that surrounds the week before my Menstrual Cycle (severe mood swings…even though that’s common throughout the month, breakouts in strange places, the urge to be ridiculous and then cry over my stupidity later…) this Pre-MS time has gone somewhat smoothly. I’d like to take the time to share with you some things that bring me joy, cause anger, and make me shake my head and smile. +I saw a car with reindeer antlers and a red nose. Funny. Even funnier: I was told by one of two people (don’t remember who..) that a car with a menorah was seen cruising the Charlotte streets. (OH! It was Claire who told me, I remember now). That was better than Rudolph Car, especially if you are “Jew-Friendly” (which I totally am). +Damien, my two-year old bundle of love, is starting to repeat things. For example: Alexa, his older sister, said “Oh God” in conversation and he decides that’s the best thing ever and repeated it. Over and over and over. (This is a constant reminder that I need to keep my sailor mouth in check as I can’t have the s-,f-,d-,h-,or a- word come out of mouth… in addition to a lot of other words that might be deemed mildly offensive).+My boss. NOT the kids’ mom, but the other boss. The boss at the bar. What a hag.+My car, Nancy, is also an example of a HAG. The damn thing barely works and it nearly brings me to tears every time I start her up. Poor thing can’t steer (rather, I can’t steer it) and can’t even figure out how to parallel park itself. P.S. Upon viewing this entry post-publish I’ve realized that the computer I’m on doesn’t feel like inserting line breaks when I ask it to. So uh… bear with me.
Hell yes. December 13, 2007
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I’m going to jinx myself I think, but whatever:
I’M GOING BACK TO SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!
Freaking hell yes.
That’s my exciting news, I’m glad I shore (shared) it with you. I bet you can tell I’m an English major, eh?
I’m back and I’m bitching. December 6, 2007
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Things that suck are as follows:
+ Baby poop on my jeans. (The child I sit for is learning how to alert authorities when he has to “caca” and, being as I am the proper authority on some occasions, I get the glory of holding him on the potty reading him Rainbow Fish for the hundreth time [Rainbow Fish was so much happier when he gave away all his brilliant, shining scales..] while he “cacas” and flushes the toilet about 500 hundred times because he likes the wawa going down the hole). How that relates to poop on my jeans? Well…it doesn’t. But that’s not important.
+Elderly Floridians moving to NC and getting in my way on the road.
+Speaking of cars… my car, Nancy, has decided to have a major meltdown all at once. Conveniently, while I’m at my poorest in terms of finances. Some ratshedpin thing on my power steering has steadily been eating itself alive and causing my steering wheel to virtually lock up so driving it requires about the strength of 10 men. Luckily, I happen to be a body builder so it’s quite an easy task. Add to that little gem, the slow death of my fuel pump system and my brake pads. In efforts to remedy the situation, I’m being forced to get a credit card. And that sucks.
+Being single.
This is the first appearance of about three in the course of the next month and a half. Hope you enjoyed it.
