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I'm leaving a blank slate for a couple of days.

Happy Birthday Breezy

She may not see this because she is off for a few days. But if Monsty can throw a thread for Coco the fartbag then I can throw one for Breezy.
Have a great day Breezy. Happy Birthday. Love You!!!! *smooch*

Randomness

I haven't pooped in three days.

I am bloated from PMS and from not pooping.

It is causing dunlap disease. My belly dunlap over my belt.

My eyesight is getting worse but I am much too lazy to make an appointment, let alone go to the appt. once I make it.

Michelle, who six months ago couldn't even sign onto the computer, has found her way to partypoker.net. She is hoping to get on the world poker tour. FTR, I am a better poker player than she is. She does fine on the computer but in real life I am much better at bluffing, betting and reading other players and their habits. But I'm glad she found a website she likes.

I need new CD suggestions: Country, Rock, Pop. Nothing slow and sappy, nothing sad. Something fun that will make me dance and sing in my car.

I am having steak and a baked potato for dinner tonight. I am chasing it down with a HUGE glass of milk.

And? If you want a good read and a trip down memory lane, cut and paste this link. Lots of laughs. Thanks for the link MM.

http://community.realitytvworld.com/boards/cgi-bin/dcboard.cgi?az=show_thread&om=15154&forum=DCForumID6&archive

Oh My Cod

I am posting this because a certain green peep moderator of my blog is whining and cryng about not getting enough love and attention. *rolls eyes*
She is upset that we have not commented on her near perfect hair nor her near perfect Stepford attire. And I only mention this because I am afraid that if I don't give her the attention that she needs that I will get stuck with Gus. Augie is the one who allowed her to have him in the first place and now I am worried that she will duck out and I will be stuck holding the fucking monkey. So please in the name of cod can we please all comment on Monsty's hair.
She does produce a pretty cute little offspring though. I'll give her that.

WTF

Fucking 49ers. Fuck,fuck, fuck, fuck and fuck again. Why don't they just finish out the fucking game the same way they start out the game. I hate Dallas, I hate the 49ers and I hate football. I am quitting all of my pickem games and all of my fantasy teams and I am never watching this fucking sport again. I am officially fucking cranky now.

Question of the week

Okay, I wanted to see a new title because the old one reminded me of what a stressful week I had leaving me with nothing to say for the week.
Even though there won't be much traffic here on the weekend, I didn't really want to see the old post. I still don't have a lot to say so I came up with a question.

What made you originally start your blog?

For me, I had some issues that I was working out and was feeling bad about always emailing Glow about it. I think she started one first and I liked the idea so I was a copycat and started one too. I put all of my anger and sorrow and bitter feelings there. A couple of times I even deleted the entire thing out of anger. Then I got sick of it being full of all of my downer shit that needed to be worked out but I didn't want to put anything fun there because it was where I went to get things off my chest. Well then I noticed that all kinds of people were popping up with blogs and I wanted to be a part of that too but didn't want to publish my blog because it was full of many of my personal, deep, dark thoughts that I wasn't comfortable sharing with the world.
So I started this blog. My other blog won't be shared or published. I like having that place to go to really dump out my "trainwrecks". I like having this place in order to keep in touch with people, play with others, have a place to connect with others and a place where I can come and throw out some thoughts without it feeling like intense psycho therapy.
I like these bloggy things. I like my daily routine of checking blogs. I like reading about you people and I like how we share stuff with each other through each other's blogs. It's fun. It's nice.

Not much to say

So make me laugh.

What a day

And it's not even over yet. I had to actually work today. *gasp*
It started off with a meeting with my bosses because I had a very heated argument yesterday with a co worker. They guy is as dumb as a box of nails. At least you can hit the heads of nails and not get in trouble. I did not hit idiot boy but came very close. Anyhow, we had to get that all cleared up. Idiot boy has been instructed to stay clear of me for the rest of the week.
Then we had what was supposed to be a short managers meeting. It turned out to be so fucking long that they broke it up because I was falling asleep and hungry. *snort* But, my boss did come up to me after the meeting and told me that I had some really great input at the meeting and he said that they will be implementing a few of my ideas. That made me feel good. Even a couple of other coworkers told me that I had some very productive ideas. *big grin*
Of course, it doesn't get me a raise or anything. Our company is still trying to recover from some seriously bad decisions made by the owners a couple of years ago. But still, it's nice when the boss tells you that you have smart ideas and they are going to use them.
So all of this work and I didn't get to play today. I shouldn't even be here now because now I need to catch up on the things that didn't get done while I was in the meetings. No blogging for me, no boards today. I barely got to email back and forth all day with the people who I email with all the time. This work stuff is really the shits. I hope they don't expect this of me everyday. Don't they know that I have shallow stuff to attend to. Sheeeeesh.
Now I have to wait until I get home. Unless I can take a little nap when I get home. I need to stay awake for the season premieres of Lost and CSI.
I may be cranky tomorrow. Shut up Augie, it is different than any other day.

Listerine

Ack!!!! poooooey!!!
I'm doing my morning gargle with the listerine when out of the corner of my eye I see what I know is an icky spider crawling on the wall. Panic sets in, I jump, I freak, there are no cats around and Michelle is still asleep. I'm afraid to lean forward to purge the Listerine from my mouth because if I do the spider is going to jump off the wall and wrestle me to the ground and attack me. *GULP*
There is nothing worse than a shot of Citrus Listerine first thing in the morning. Tequila is one thing but Listerine is just not good. Now my stomach is burning and I am sure to get the spider flu.
Oh and BTW, it was a fly.

Happy Birthday Jen

It's Friday. Let's have a party for Jen's birthday.
DRINKS ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Janelle

Besides being freaking HOT (which is rare for me to say about a blonde, I prefer brunettes and redheads) I think she is one of the best players to play Big Brother. I thought I was going to hate her at the start of the season but I have to say that she has soooo grown on me. She's funny and smart and has played a great game. and for a blonde, has not been hard on the eyes.
Everytime she is on screen, Michelle and I look at each other, smile and say "I really like her".
I hope she wins Big Brother.

Rants

Dear Bay Area drivers,
The fast lane: This means faster than the speed limit, not faster than your dead relatives can walk.
Signals: to be used before you change lanes. Don't change to the RIGHT lane and then put on your LEFT blinker.
Tailgaters: I am doing 80mph in the slow lane. Why are you surprised when you suddenly see my breaklights and then get sprayed with windshield wiper fluid?
Cutter offerers: Why are you surprised when after you cut me off and hit your breaks that I find my way around you, flip you off, slam on my breaks and get you with windshield wiper fluid?

Dear Coworker,
I am not your secretary nor am I your assistant. Don't tell me how to prioritize YOUR work. I have my own work to do. When I finish MY work, I will then tackle YOUR work. If you want YOUR work done before I do mine, I suggest that you spend less time on personal calls and more time doing YOUR job. Fuck off.

Dear coffeemaker boy,
You are doing a wonderful job of making sure that my coffee is ready for me when I get to work. You deserve a raise.

Football Rocks

That's all I have for today.

God Bless America

Remembering the vicitims of September 11th, 2001.

Not forgetting the vicims of any and all other tragedies since then or before but it is Septemeber 11th today.

And as bad as we may think things are in this country we still are very lucky to be Americans.

R.I.P. to those who have died and hoping for safety for those who have survived.

Can women get hernias

And is that even spelled correctly? Hernias. It doesn't look right. That's not my point. Can women get them.
cramping of the muscle on the right abdomen right above the hair line. It's sensitive to the touch. I can't stand up straight without it hurting. It also hurts if I cough, laugh or suck in my stomach muscles.
I don't think this is my normal hypochondria. It also hurts if I stretch my legs out straight or pull my legs in.
Michelle said "oh" and then she left for the night. Heh.

Happy Birthday Mikki D

Although her birthday is Saturday but I know how the weekends are around here.
She's going to be an old fart of 37.
This calls for a party.
DRINKS ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Happy Birthday dood!!!!! I hope you have a great one. Love you. *smooch*
And this? deserves some spanking. *spank*

New serious post

I think I am developing lockjaw. Despite what a certain someone says. I have had a headache and neckache for a week and my jaw is very sore. It feels like it is locking up. I should mention that my jaw is double jointed. It popped out of place last week on it's own, I popped it back into place and it has hurt ever since. I took an 800 Motrin and it is still throbbing. Just the left side which is the side that pops.
Do you think it's lockjaw?

Unfucking believable

Here is a post from that other place. This poster has shown again and again her bigotry towards gays. Now she has exposed her true bigotry. I am in shock. Absolute shock over this. I couldn't just leave it there for nobody else to read.


Why do we have to attack our Commander in Chief? I don't like everything George W. Bush does, but he is our commander and we should show him the proper respect.
I am tired of hearing about how it was "HIS" job to put funding intot he levee's, it was the CITY of New Orleans that needed to put up money. I am tired of hearing about how help didn't arrive sooner because it was a poor/black community. Hmmmm, the reason that this area was the worst in terms of people being stranded was because they REFUSED to listen to their goverment when they were told THEY HAD TO EVACUATE! Most of these people are on welfare and sit around waiting on the gov't to pay their way for everything. I for one am tired of paying for people to have 10 kids they cannot afford just so they can sit at home eating bonbons while I work my butt off simply because I'm a white female who didn't get pregnant when I couldn't afford a baby.
This doesn't mean I don't feel just horrible for the tragedy and for all the lives lost. I do feel horrible. Seeing everything underwater like that, thinking about all the people that drowned in their homes, it's horrendous, but it wouldn't have been nearly this bad had the people GOTTEN OUT like they were told to!
This tragedy is NOT President Bush's fault. He's not perfect and the last time I checked, he didn't pretend to be. He's a human who makes mistakes just like the rest of us. Why don't we give him a break? I'd hate to see this country if Michael Moore were president. Someone needs to duct tape his mouth closed. He's a horrible excuse for a human being. If he had his way, we wouldn't be allowed to own a gun. Heck, if I were living in New Orleans when this happened, I'd be glad I have my concealed weapons permit because then I'd be able to protect myself against all the looters.
How about we stop blaming and start helping?

Last serious post

And then back to the shallow end.
Kimmy called tonight. They had to leave their house because it became too dangerous. The looters are now driving up and down the road looking for inhabitants of houses so that they can rob them. Luckily they have a vacation home near The Pearl River and they are staying there. According to law enforcement they need to be gone for about a month. They go back every other day to check out the house and to feed the animals which they were unable to take with them, for the safety of the animals.Fuckwads are running people out of their homes and creating more ghost towns. I won't even get into the politics of what has happened. Now I'm just pissed that my friend has been run out of her home. The first home she was ever able to afford. The home that she had to sacrifice so much to get. She sacrificed her entire family in sorts because she had to move to Mississippi to be able to buy a home. And now these fuckers have run her out. I think I'm more pissed than she is.
On a side note: Had a relaxing weekend.

It's friends week

Allow me to introduce my friend, Mikki D. She posted here once before and despite having brown hair, she is obviously a blonde. She couldn't figure out how to get back here. She has appeared again and this time she created her own blog. I have bookmarked it so that when she loses it again I can guide her there.
She created her first post and Glowie, Jen and myself had a mini hijack going on. Eventually, if I find her worthy, I am going to link her. Because I would like her to get to know some of my friends here.
I'll let her bio herself in her own blog if she wants to but I will bio our friendship here briefly. Because a couple of people have asked me "Who is this Mikki D person". So without further ado..........
Mikki D and I go back many many many years. We met when I was a senior in high school through mutual friends and we hit it off immediately. She fun, the Mikki D.
We ended up running in the same circle for many years. As a matter of fact, she is the very first person I ever came out to. Unlucky for her she had to witness the mess that was my first true love. I believe that's who introduced us. The only good that ever came from meeting that c**t. Anyhow, this isn't about the bitterness and mess of that relationship. That would be a whole other entry. Don't ya think, Mikki D?
So Mik and I continued to hang out for years and she stood by my side through many a rough time. I was absent for the actual birth of her first child because of my drug and alcohol problems (which I will blame on Jennifer, the first love). As a result of those problems we lost touch for a bit. But then we re connected again after T-Bear was born and we decided to become roommates. Probably not a good idea. She was a single mother of an infant and I was a young 20 something, stripper, alcoholic, drug addict trying to get over a broken heart by being a ho with men. We lived in a one bedroom apartment and it just wasn't a good situation. Anyhow, she ended up moving out and once again we lost touch.
Fast forward a few years and for the life of me I can't remember how, but we hooked up again. We started to play softball together and I started to introduce her to some of my friends. By this time I had gone back to women and most of my friends were lesbians. By now she had had her second daughter, Jessica, and she also had a boyfriend.
We fixed that. Fast forward a few months and the next thing you know, somebody had a girlfriend. *giggle*. This was convenient for our friendship and we once again started to hang out all the time again.
Fast forward a few years: All hell broke loose in our circle of friends. We went from a group of about 20 down to individual couples all going their own way. It was quite sad. there were many bitter feelings between a lot of people within our group and life just seemed to separate us all.
But, if I know one thing, it is that no matter what life puts between the two of us, we always seem to find our way back into each other's lives again. A few months back, some might remember a story about me drinking too much and barfing on a friend's car. No it wasn't her car but this big party day seemed to once again bring us back together.
And so, this brings us to today. Here we are. things are good, could be better and will be better. But we have once again connected. Yay!!
Caveat: I may be missing some important events here. But remember, I really was a druggie and a boozer and if I could remember my name half the time, it was a good day. She'll tell you.
She came to my 30th birthday party just because she never thought that I would live to be 30. That is truly how wild I was. I was a rockstar without a band. So, she may fill in some gaps.
Welcome her, won't you?