Saturday, February 28, 2009

I bring the fire, make you come alive, I can take you higher...

Brought to you by: Amorous Rocker

What are your favorite toppings to put on a hot dog?
I don't eat hot dogs.

Name one trait​ you dislike about yourself.
My lack of patience. I've gotten better about it though, I'm trying, lol.

Do you like sleep​ing on satin​ sheet​s?​
No! They're nice and I like the feel of satin against skin but not my thing to sleep on.

Have you ever dropped a hot or warm curling iron on your crotch?
No! That would suck, lol.

Have you ever worn underwear of the opposite sex?
Yeah. Boxers are comfy.

Have you ever invited some one into your house to look at your rock collection?
Maybe if I had a rock collection. I'm just not that cool though.

How often do you eat bacon?
Never. I don't eat bacon.

Why is a "rootbeer float" called a float?
Because the ice cream floats in the soda.

Have you ever given a package of new underwear to a homeless person?

How often do you play World of Warcraft?
Never. Again, I'm just not that cool.

When was the last time you sneezed?
A couple hours ago.

Would you rather be a monkey or a fish?
Monkey! They get to climb trees, swing around, run around, eat fruit, play with other monkeys, fling poop and all kinds of semi amusing stuff. Fish just get to swim all day long. Swimming and swimming and oooh more swimming!

What is a good use for a shower curtain other than it's intended purpose?
Rolling up newly dead bodies! You know, so even though they're bleeding, the blood doesn't drip all over the place. That would be gross.

As a kid, did you believe that if you swallowed a watermelon seed that you would grow a watermelon in your tummy?

What's your zodiac sign?

What is a television show that you never miss?
N/A. I don't have anything I watch obsessively. Not a big TV person.

If you woke up the opposite gender for one day, what would be the biggest downside to that?
I'd probably be sad that I didn't have boobs for a day.

What is the most beautiful language?
I think there are several that are beautiful. I'm not going to tell y'all what they are though. =)

Do you like being kissed when you are asleep?
No! Kiss me when I'm awake dammit.

Would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiller?
Neither. I like dogs but I wouldn't want one of either of those breeds.

Did you drink anything with caffeine today?
Yeah, it helps get me through work, lol.

If you could have anything for your body right now what would it be?
6 hours of sleep completely uninterrupted without me waking up every damn hour.

What are you doing tonight?
Working until 2:30 AM.

What were your plans last night?
Worked until 2:15 AM. Went to friend's apartment after work. Had fun. Stayed sober while everyone else got drunk. Laughed my ass off. Got home at 5 AM. Woohoo.

What are are you going to be at 2 am?
Closing things down at work.

What's the last mistake you made?
Last night at work, I was cleaning a metal pan and forgot to grab it with a towel while taking it out of the 150 degree warmer. Ouch.

Is the sun shining?
Not yet. I think it's supposed to rain today actually.

Can you successfully blow up and tie a balloon?
Of course.

What is a song that they need to stop playing on the radio?
I dunno. I don't listen to the radio much and when I do, I listen to the badass station here that plays metal and hard rock. They rarely play a song I don't like.

Do you smile at strangers when you pass them?
Usually yeah but people hardly ever smile back. Fucking bitches. Learn to smile and enjoy simple shit once in a while. And learn some damn manners. People are so rude. It pisses me off. How fucking hard is it to say please and thank you? Or to say excuse me when you bump into someone? I swear I'd like to punch bitches in the face for giving me dirty looks when they run me over. Grr.

Last curse word you said aloud was what?
Fuck probably. Or hell.

Who last hugged you that wasn't related to you?
The people I was with at my friends apartment a few hours ago. They all get drunk and they all get uber hug crazy. It's like, "Oooh I'm drunk, come give me a hug!" "I love you, you're so fucking awesome, lets hug!" I'm not complaining either, lol. It amuses me more than anything.

Happy Saturday!

Friday, February 27, 2009

All I wanted was a car...

I really like this picture. It's the shadows of me sitting on the tailgate of my dad's truck. My left leg was completely hanging off the end of the tailgate and the right one was tucked up with only part of it dangling down. Yeah, I have big feet, thanks for noticing. ;)

I really feel bad for the dynamic duo (no, not Batman and Robin... this time, hehe) Temper and Rage. That poor lady just can't catch a fucking break with her health issues. Temper has been steadily keeping everyone up to date with what's going on too, he's an awesome fella like that. Go on over and send them some love.
Happy thoughts, positive energy, e-hugs and kisses, praying power or whatever you think works.

Sage tagged me with something. It's about cars. I LOVE cars. Sage said he knew that and that's why he thought to tag me first for it. Smart man. ;) Seriously though. I love cars. The first thing I thought that was awesome about my boyfriend was that he has an IROC Camaro. Okay wait. The first thing I thought was, "Fucking hell, that dude is tall!" But second, was the car. I saw the car and thought, "Man, that's badass. Maybe he's a cool guy." Of course, my friend at the time said he looked like a serial killer. He was way off. Boyfriend is one of the sweetest, kindest dudes around. He just looks mean and I suppose his 6'8" frame is a little daunting but really, he's a 6'8" teddy bear. ;) I digress. Cars cars cars!

The rules:
1. Just state what kind of sports car will you buy if you have a ton of money at the moment.

I can't only pick one. I have a ton of money anyway so that will cover more than one. Yeah? Yeah! So, hello Pretty....

1. 1971 Chevy Chevelle SS
Boyfriend's buddy Hoebag has a Chevelle. It's sexy. I want to steal it. Hoebag's neighbor down the street has two Chevelles. Like one isn't enough. I'd like to steal one of them too, lol.

2. 1969 Chevrolet Camaro Z28

3. 1979 Pontiac Trans Am
I adore the Trans Am. My boyfriend has the body of an old Trans Am sitting in his garage. It's mine. I need a million dollars to restore it and make it run all badass and shit. Okay, so I don't really need a million dollars, it won't cost quite that much. One day.... that shell will be a living, running car and it will be my living, running car. So watch out bitches. =)

4. 1967 GT 500
This car makes me drool. It's one of the only Mustangs I lust after would own.

5. Bugatti Veyron
I could never, ever afford this but... click the link and read about it if you're interested in reading anything on it. I bet that thing radiates power the second you get behind the wheel. Rawr baby.

I could make this post go on much longer. I could add more classics and more modern cars. Some super fast ones. Even some concept models that aren't yet brought to life and may never be. When I started the post, I said I'd be good and stop at 5 though so go me, I stopped where I wanted to. I could tag people for this but I have no clue who would want to do it! I know one who absolutely would be into it because he digs cars more than even I do. That would be my boyfriend. So, baby, you've been tagged. Get on it. ;) If anyone else does this, comment or email and let me know! I'd love to see what kind of rides y'all would buy if money were no object.

I might be seeing Boyfriend in April! Woohoo. I will definitely be seeing him at the end of May. Our 3 year anniversary is at the end of May so yes, can't be celebrating that over the phone. ;) Sad, Little Sister had to remind me the other night when my anniversary was. Maybe after another year, I'll finally remember. I've never been big into celebrating things like that though so I tend to forget. Ask Boyfriend, there have been plenty of times he's heard the question "Baby, exactly how long have we been together again?" out of me. I'm horrible with dates sometimes. I can remember so much of the shit that we talked about the first night we talked and that was almost 4 years ago. I can remember tons of random and odd things. I really do have an awesome memory. Dates? They escape me sometimes though. =)

One night last weekend, I got home from work around 2:45 AM and I was sooo tired. I grabbed my towel, headed into the bathroom and turned the water on for the shower. I stripped, I yawned, I stretched. I checked the water temperature. It was fine. I hopped in. I was getting everything wet like everyone in the world does in the shower and I realized suddenly that my feet felt funky. I looked down and found that the cause of my funky feeling feet is because they feel squishy, soggy and heavy.... due to my socks still being on my feet. I laughed and bent down to pull them off my feet. Then I almost slipped and cracked my head on something. Which made me laugh again. Apparently I find possible disaster and the potential for injury while showering to be quite amusing. Though that's not the first time I've done something like that and I doubt it will be the last I haven't done anything so silly in the shower in a while so I had to share. =)

So I thought it would be a cool idea to hand write something, take a picture of it and then put it on here. Well, it sounded like a good idea. Then I remembered I don't much care for my handwriting, lol. I mentioned it before remembering this little fact and a few people thought it was a cool idea already. So I decided to do it anyway. My "name" looks like shit and the "o" and "u" are run together but ah well. Maybe when I'm less tired, have a better pen and much less tired, I'll try this again.

Happy Friday Y'all!

Thursday, February 26, 2009

It's cold beyond the sun, have you ever been there...

"How old were you when you lost you virginity?"

I stopped washing the dishes I had been washing and turned to look at the co-worker who had asked me the question. I raised and eyebrow and asked her why she wanted to know.

"I'm curious. Plus, I have another question too."

I shrugged and told her how old I was the first time I had intercourse. She looked at me puzzled for a moment, then nodded to herself. I asked her how old she had been when she lost hers. She looked uneasy for a moment and then told me how old she had been. She had been 17. I had been younger.

"Do you regret losing it so young? Do you ever wish you would have waited until you were maybe 18 or 19? Or older than that?"

"No," I replied. I looked at her a moment and then asked, "Do you regret losing yours at 17? Do you wish you would have waited?"

She paused a moment and I went back to washing the clear container that had held cut limes a few minutes prior.

"I do. I regret it. Why don't you regret it?"

"I think different people do it for different reasons. I think the reason you're doing it leads to if you regret it later on in life. I wasn't looking for attention, affection, acceptance, validation or love when I decided to have sex for the first time. I wasn't looking for anything deeper than the physical. I didn't have any emotional want or need. I just wanted to know how it felt."

Her cheeks flushed a little, embarrassed I think by how honest I had been. Hey, she asked. =)

She had to run off to take care of an order for a customer. She came back and I was off to something else. Filling up syrups in the bottles and cleaning the sticky syrupy mess off of some of them. She stood by me a few seconds and didn't say anything.

"Did you want to ask or say something else or no?" I asked.

"Well... uh yeah. I think what you said makes sense. Like, I regret it because the first time I did it, I thought it was because he would love me if I did. And I thought it would make me more of a grown up too. You know, like... like I needed to do that because it was what would make him care about me more and fall for me. And like... well adults have sex and it seems totally adult-ish to do so yeah. I did it to be loved and because I thought it made me more grown up. I didn't do it just for fun and I didn't do it with someone who actually cared about me. I wish I would have waited you know? I wish I could take that back but I can't so it sucks."

"Well, look at it a different way. What can you learn from the experience?"

She shrugged. " I dunno, never thought about it."

I contemplated it quickly and thought about what to say. "Well, you did it for reasons that you think are the wrong ones right? So you regret sleeping with him because of those reasons right?"

"Yeah! Like you know... I didn't really even want to but yeah. I did it anyway because of those reasons."

"So learn from that. Don't ever sleep with someone else again just because you think it will make you feel more like an adult. Or because you think it will make him love you. Or because you think you'll feel better about yourself."

"Oh I see. Hey, that's good advice. I only do it with Curly now because like you know... we both want to and we like each other and yeah... it feels good." She giggled at that last part and her cheeks flushed again.

I just nodded and she fluttered away for a little while. This co-worker of mine is a few years younger than I am. She's always coming to me asking me questions like that. Asking me for advice or asking me about things she's yet to experience. Asking me about new experiences she has and wanting to know if I've had them or anything similar like them. It's kind of weird but it doesn't bother me. I think it's kind of cool.

Happy Thursday y'all!!!!!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

And it's the stars, the stars that shine for you....

I LOVE stars. For once, I'm not talking about the Dallas Stars either. (Though y'all know I love them too.) My boyfriend got me this necklace a couple years ago. Not for any reason. Just because. He saw it and knew I would like it because it was a star and it was simple in design. Nothing too girly. Nothing too flashy. So he got it for me and gave it to me. I remember asking what it was for. When we were finally in a serious relationship together, I was a little suspicious about his "just because" gifts. I'd never had a dude that got me things "just because" as often as he did. He said he just liked to get me little things because it made me smile and because I get excited and goofy about them. True story. I still do. He still gets me little random things, just because, almost 3 years later. Nothing ever expensive and usually not jewelry because I don't really wear a lot of jewelry and prefer things that are darker and less shiny, lol. I digress. I thought I lost this necklace. I hadn't seen any sight of it for around 6 months now and figured after going through my things several times in search of it that it must be gone, lost for good. I found it yesterday. Buried in my backpack in a hidden inner pocket. How it got there, I have no idea. I was happy to see it though. I traded in my standard choker yesterday and wore this lovely dangling little thing instead. I would forget I had it on until I would shift a certain way and one of the points would gently poke into my skin, reminding me it was there. Which subsequently reminded me of how sweet my boyfriend can be and put me in a better mood. You can click that picture up top to see a slightly bigger picture of the necklace.

I went to Best Buy yesterday. I purchased two games for my Nintendo DS. One of them was LEGO Batman! I came SO dangerously close to buying a Wii too. I want one. We used to have one. We don't anymore. 22 and his girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend, had a not so good breakup and she took the Wii back since it was a gift from her. Bitch. Anyway, I miss the Wii. I had the money to buy it. I need the money for other things though. The pull was strong though. It definitely didn't help that the Wii was on the same aisle as all the DS games. I called Boyfriend and had him be my willpower to talk me out of buying the Wii. Lol. Usually, I have no willpower issues when it comes to spending money. I'm very good at budgeting and saving. I just had a temporary *moment* and wanted to go spend crazy and get that Wii. I was fine once I was out of that damn store and happy I hadn't wasted the money. I can get a Wii once I get moved back to Texas and have a job going there.

"Through Glass" by Stone Sour.
The lyrics that scroll by in the video are mostly accurate, heh.

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Believe in me because I was made for chasing dreams...

I was walking down the road. I had my iPod in, listening to Kevin Rudolf's "Let It Rock" and was trying to find something as I went along. I was looking in the grass on either side of me, looking for a tulip. For some reason or another, I seemed convinced there would be a tulip growing somewhere on the side of the road. Not a whole bunch of them either, just one singular little flower, chillin' alone in the grass.

I looked up and noticed a cloud that had the same shape as a lobster floating by. I laughed, thinking that was odd because it was shaped exactly like a lobster. Then another cloud floated by, shaped exactly like a Tonka dump truck. I stopped, forgetting the flower momentarily in order to watch the clouds float by. Next was a stiletto heel. Then a penguin. Then a flamingo, that was purple. I stared hard at that one. Purple? What the fuck? The next was orange and shaped like a horse. Then a sofa, a brilliant pink color. Then an emerald green cloud, shaped like a lamp. I pulled out my camera and started to take a picture of these strange yet perfectly formed odd colored clouds. As soon as I went to snap the picture, every single one of them disappeared. Annoyed, I put my camera away. Back came the clouds almost immediately. I tried to sneak the camera out. Pulling it out, pushing it up my hoodie sleeve and turning it on inside there. I was going to snap and then pull it out quickly. That was going to work. As soon as I discreetly went for the button, the clouds took off again, disappearing as if they had never even been there.

Then the sky was a dark, dark shade of blue. It started raining. Huge light blue rain drops the size of Oreo cookies began falling from the sky. I went to pull my iPod earbuds out so I could put the iPod away to protect it from the rain. I reached for it and found that my iPod had formed a little raincoat around it, keeping it dry and protecting it from the huge rain drops. I laughed at that, wondering how that happened. I decided I didn't care and started off in search for the tulip again. I walked a few minutes before I realized that, even with the size of the raindrops and as heavily as they were falling all around me, I wasn't getting wet. I stopped and tried to figure out what was going on. I had no clue so I started walking again.

A few minutes later, I could see the tulip I was searching for in the distance. I started walking quickly, trying to get there before it disappeared or before someone else got there. I laughed again. No one else was even outside, especially not now with these badass rain drops falling all over the place. Still, I moved swiftly to close to distance between the tulip and me. I reached it in no time at all. As soon as I touched it, the raindrops increased to the size of golf balls. The first one hit me on the head and I felt the cold water splashing down into my hair and trickling down my neck. Now every raindrop hitting me seemed to burst as it made contact and send a new tiny stream of water down me. I grumbled about that, wondering where my little raincoat out of nowhere was and why it hadn't formed around me yet. I guess my iPod was more important eh? I picked the tulip from the ground gently. I pulled a little plant pot from my bag and set the tulip in there. Then I scooped up soil from the ground where the tulip had been sitting and packed it into the pot. Once I was satisfied, I turned and began walking in the direction I had came with the potted plant in my hands.

I was soaked now. My feet were making squishing noises against the pavement. I tried to run but my feet weren't having it. My legs wouldn't cooperate and move any faster than they were going. I walked along, getting soaked by the huge raindrops and found myself staring at the ground as I walked. There were outlines of footprints in front of me. Some large, lined in green. Others medium sized, lined in blue. Small ones, lined in orange. Then tiny paw prints, lined in yellow. I freaked out and moved to the grass. I don't know why but I didn't want to walk over the footprints. They creeped me out for some reason.

I lost my footing in the wet grass and slipped. I landed on my ass, dropping the potted tulip. I screamed in horror as the pot broke open and the tulip disintegrated before my eyes. I punched the ground in frustration. A hole opened up around me and I slid down. Nothing but darkness surrounding me and the feeling of something wet and slimy as I slid down to wherever I was going. I finally came to a stop in a dimly lit area. I could hear water falling but never felt a thing drop. I heard voices whispering but I never saw anyone. Cautiously, I started walking in the direction where the light seemed to be coming from. I came to a fork in my path and contemplated over which path to take. Both had dim light filtering out through them. One was smaller, more narrow. The other very wide, with plenty of room to move without feeling suffocated. Obviously, the wider path appealed to my claustrophobic self. I moved in that direction but when I tried to move down the wide tunnel, I couldn't pass through. I moved back, took a running start and tried to leap into that tunnel. I smacked into the invisible wall that seemed to be there and landed on my ass again. I tried once more and found myself on my ass again. I hear laughter and looked around me again. I didn't see anyone. I punched and kicked at the air in front of me. More laughter. I was met with something solid, that I couldn't see. I sighed and moved to the smaller tunnel, dreading just the thought of having to go into the thing. I took a deep breath and walked to the mouth of that tunnel cautiously. I put my hand out and waved it around. Of course, no invisible wall here to keep me out. I moved into it slowly, suddenly scared out of my mind. Slowly, I moved down the length of the tunnel. I took deep, calming breaths and tried to convince myself the walls of the tunnel weren't pushing in on me and the ceiling wasn't really coming down to sit on me. That was all in my head and I spent the entire time walking down the tunnel convincing myself of just that (and not doing a very good job either) while taking slow, deep breaths.

I drew near the end of the tunnel and realized there was no place to go. It was solid. A dirt wall with no way out. I stopped and gawked at it. I punched the dirt wall, frustrated and confused. My hand slipped through the dirt and I found myself falling again. I was sliding again, going down further. I screamed. A bat flew up to me and covered my mouth with it's wings to keep me from screaming again. Instead of screaming, I tore the bat away from my lips and flung it outwards, hoping it wouldn't come back. Suddenly, I took a twisted turn and I felt myself sliding upwards. I screamed again. I increased speed and began rapidly sliding upwards. Something slid up behind me and started toying with my hair. I tried to reach back and slap it away but I couldn't. I screamed again, frustrated and I picked up speed again. I started screaming more and more and soon, I was going so fast I couldn't even see where I was going. The thing clinging to my hair couldn't hold on and I felt it slipping, slowly but surely. I screamed one last time and another burst of speed hit and the thing fell away from my hair.

Just then, bright red light filled the area and I had to close my eyes against it. I felt my feet hit something kind of solid and then the rest of me was crashing through it. I felt myself falling and I opened my eyes. I was outside. Falling from the sky with the huge raindrops. I was gaining speed as I fell. The ground was getting closer and I tried to find something in my bag to break the fall. I wrestled it off my back and found a miniature pogo stick, a box of animal crackers, a huge YoYo, a copy of Maxim magazine, a flashlight, a big purple dildo, eyeliner, an empty match box and a half eaten strawberry bagel. Frustrated, I let go of the bag and tried to wrestle out of the hoodie I was wearing, hoping to use it as some kind of parachute. I got it off and the wind ripped it away. The ground was only about 70 feet away now and I was cringing at the thought of impact. Then 20 feet from smacking into the concrete, the brilliant pink cloud shaped as a sofa appeared on the ground underneath me. I smacked into the cloud but it was solid. I barely felt any pain at all as I laid there, confused and stunned.

A car drove by but when they passed me, they stopped. A little blond girl leaned out the car window, gawking at me.

"Mommy, why is that girl floating on the sidewalk?"

I heard the mother yell at the girl to get back in the car and to roll the window up. Instead, the little girl crawled out the window and hopped out of the car. The mother yelled for her to come back. The little girl came to me. She got within a few feet of me and then slowed her pace, approaching me cautiously.

"How are you doing that?" she asked me curiously.

"I have no idea," I replied. I wondered why she couldn't see the cloud I was floating on but at the same time didn't really care why she couldn't see it.

The little girl stared at me with a curious expression in her eyes. Her mother was coming now. She had gotten out a bright green umbrella and was walking slowly through the rain towards us, yelling at her daughter to get away. The little girl paid her no mind and stepped closer to me. Suddenly, the mother was behind her, scooping her up and pulling her away. She stopped, glared one moment at me, then pulled a tulip out from inside her coat and tossed it at me. It landed on my stomach and then, the cloud was gone from under me and I fell the few inches to the ground landing on my ass.

I picked up the tulip and dropped it on the sidewalk. I found a lighter in my pocket and set the flower on fire. It burned into purple ash in a few seconds. As soon as a huge raindrop of water hit the ash, it turned into a giant bubble. It rose high up into the sky and then popped. It was loud and bright, like fireworks on the 4th of July. As soon as it popped, the rain stopped and the sky turned it's normal shade of blue. Tulips popped up in the grass all around me. I turned on my heels and ran as fast as I could to get away from them all.

I got home and slammed the front door shut turning all the locks into place. I was breathing heavily, my lungs feeling full of lead as I fought to catch my breath. I found myself laughing, just a little short of hysterical, a few moments later. I laughed until I had tears rolling down my face. I went to wipe the tears away then realized once I pulled my hand away that my tears were purple. I freaked out and ran into the bathroom. I had purple streaks down my cheeks and neck from where the tears had been. My body started shaking and I started crying. I wanted to get all of whatever this was out of me. I cried so much. My head started hurting but I kept crying. I started coughing and hiccuping but I kept crying. Then finally my tears were running clear just as I started to feel sick to my stomach. I washed my face with cold water then I laid down in the floor. I loved how the cold tile felt against my hot cheeks.

I don't know how long I laid there but eventually, I got up. I felt drained. Each step I took towards the door took great effort. I came out and found Alf sitting on the couch in the living room. He turned around, staring and smiling at me. He offered me popcorn but I declined. He shrugged at me. I asked him what he was doing. He stared at me and then winked. After he winked, everything was dark.

Moments later, I woke up. I was laying in my bed. My room was normal. I went into the bathroom, almost afraid to look in the mirror. I looked fine though. I checked the rest of the house. Alf free and nothing out of place. I laughed and wondered how I could have been so silly, to think any of that had really happened. I walked into the kitchen for a glass of juice. I was shaking my head and chuckling to myself. I opened the cabinet to pull out a glass, then I went to the refrigerator and pulled out the juice. I was walking back out of the kitchen. I had been so caught up in my thoughts, so lost in my head, too busy laughing at myself. I almost hadn't noticed but right then, I did. I almost dropped my glass as I stared at the vase sitting on the counter full of fresh tulips.

That's where the dream ended. No, I didn't eat anything weird (or eat anything at all for that matter) before bed. I didn't drink anything. I didn't read anything or watch anything. I didn't listen to music. I just laid down and fell asleep. I always have weird dreams, doesn't matter what I do or don't do before I fall asleep, lol. Some people comment on how they think it's awesome I remember so much of my dreams. I usually remember them because they were weird and I think about them after I wake up. I play over parts in my mind and wonder what kind of meaning someone who analyzed dreams would pull from mine, lol. That helps me remember them. Another thing that helps me remember them is I write them down. Which helps for when I want to post one here but also helps me because I can compare and see where I have similar things going on in this one or that one. There are a couple other reasons I write them down too but they're not important. My mind plays in Wonderland while I sleep, me thinks. =D

Ok so would y'all do me a favor? Head on over to BB's blog and check out her latest post. The one before it is semi-interesting too actually but she's asking for some help on the most recent one. See if y'all can offer some insight or something please and thank you. =)

Last but not least....

Another Ordinary Girl rocks and gave me an award.

Here are the rules:“These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.”

Cool eh? ;)

I'm supposed to pass it on to 8 people so I'm going to pick.. Elisa, Temper, Jobthingy, Baby, KBear, Sam, Sage and Autumn. And because I don't follow rules so well... ;) Ms. Lily, Shad, Kate and Smiley too. Hehe. Though there were several others I wanted to pass it on too but other people had already given it to them, so... =)

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, February 23, 2009

Come on feel the noise, girls rock your boys....

Friend: I know something is up with my boyfriend! I can find out if I nose around a little bit, I just know it. Urgh!! I am sooo mad right now I could just... urgh. I am gonna nose around when he is at the gym and the morning and then even more once he leaves for work.

Me: Don't snoop!

Friend: Why not? If he's being dishonest, I can nose around a little and find out what's going on and then confront him with it!

Me: No, if you think something is up just TALK TO HIM about it. Ask him and find out if he's up to no good or not. You say you can always tell when he's lying so...

Friend: Yeah but I dunno. I really would rather just nose around and see if he's being dishonest. I'll be so pissed if I find out he isn't being honest.

Me: Bad idea. What are you gonna do? Confront him about whatever you find, which may be nothing that you think is something. Then when he wants to know how you came up with things, you're gonna have to lie or have to tell him you snooped around in all his stuff and have him pissed off. Cut the bullshit and just talk.

Friend: Why would he be mad because I nose through his things? If I didn't think he was up to something, I wouldn't have done it in the first place!

Me: Seriously? Come on now. Do you have any proof of anything or just your theories?

Friend: No proof but..... shoot I dunno...

Me: Why do you think he's lying to you about where he's going and what he's doing then?

Friend: I dunno. Just a feeling. That's why I want to nose around his computer, his cell, his receipts and that stuff and like, you know, find out what he's been doing.

Me: What if you find "something" that you think is "something" and it turns out to be absofuckinglutely nothing at all? Then what? You're going to tell him you were just paranoid because you're insecure in your relationship so you thought the best way to go was by snooping through all his stuff?

Friend: You don't get it! URGH!

Me: Yeah? How would you react if you found out he hadn't trusted you over a period of time? Found out he read all your emails, grabbed your cell while you slept and read all your texts and checked your calls, got into your facebook and read your messages, plowed through your drawers looking for things, rifled through your bag looking for receipts and any little thing that might incriminate you?

Friend: OMG I would be pissed!!!!! That would be an invasion of my privacy plus I would be hurt that he went behind my back and did that because he didn't feel like he could talk to me.

Friend: Oh shit.


Friend: Urgh! Why are you so against me finding out if he's being dishonest with me? What's your problem?

Me: I'm not against it! Geez. I just don't think snooping around is the best way to do it. It's dishonest and snooping only causes trouble more often than not. Plus you just fucking said how you would feel if the shoe was on the other foot. You know you shouldn't do it. If you think something is up, grab your metaphorical brass balls and go talk to him about it.

Friend: I know you're right but buh your way is harder :/

Me: Yeah but it's the better way to go. It might cause some problems but going behind his back and going through his stuff will cause more. Also, you don't know that anything you find is really something anyway so you'll be stressing yourself out, worrying over every little thing you see.

Friend: True! LOL So you wanna talk to him for me and see what's up?

Me: Oh shut the fuck up, lol.

Then we chatted on for a little while longer, mainly my friend trying to convince me I should try to chat her boyfriend up and feel him out to see if I can get him to slip up and let something go. I won't be doing that. They've been together a little over 5 years now. Around 8 months ago, she came very close to having an affair with one of her professors. For the last month, she's been reading into every little thing and is thinking her boyfriend is either cheating on her or up to no good some how. A couple weeks ago, I asked her if all her insecurities and suspicions might be conjured up from a guilty conscience since she did come very close to cheating physically with a professor. She said emotionally, she felt like she had already cheated because she was lying about class projects and other things to be able to spend more time with her professor. Getting to school early so they could spend time together before classes for the day started. Stuff like that. So, I brought forth the notion that she might be conjuring up her new found distrust in her boyfriend because she felt guilty or because she thought if she could do it, maybe he was doing it too. She got pissed off and said I was nuts. I still think my theory was sane and logical but whatever. I hope she gets things worked out and soon. I also hope she talks to him instead of running around snooping and stressing herself out in the process.

Anyway... =)

Tonight my Stars play the San Jose Sharks. I switched shifts with a girl at work so I could be off tonight to watch the game. I normally DVR the ones I miss because of work and watch them later but I really want to see this one. =) So, I asked a girl to work my shift tonight and in turn, I'm working her shift Tuesday night. Woohoo. GO STARS!

I spent too much money on music today, lol. Well, not really. I spent $48 for 5 CD's so that's not too bad at all. What's the point of working all the time if I can't buy some stuff I want when I have the extra money too? ;)

"So Long" by Stereoside.

Happy Monday!!!!!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep...

I got my new phone yesterday! So far, I LOVE it! I thought it might take me a long time to adjust to having the full keyboard to text and what not with. I proved myself wrong. I'm pretty good at it now. I do get thrown off the way they have the numbers set up though. My memory card is SO fucking small, I felt like I was going to break it. Or sneeze and blow it away into the dark abyss. Something like that. Good thing I don't need to take the little bugger out of it's slot. I'd lose it quick if it were something I had to mess with frequently. =)

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1. What do you think of when you see the color red?
Depends on my mood, lol.

2. Which​ of your famil​y membe​rs has the worst​ tempe​r?​
Me. Or Youngest Brother.

3. Have you ever throw​n somet​hing at someone out of anger?​
Lol, yeah. Not in a while though.

4. When you'​re mad do you prefer​ to glare and scowl at them or yell?​
Meh. I prefer to go off and say what's on my mind but sometimes, I just can't. Like at work. It's not worth getting in trouble at work to say some shit to dumb bitches.

5. What'​s your main goal in life?​
To be awesome. So far, I'm succeeding. ;)

6. Do you want to have child​ren?​

7. Is it bette​r to have loved​ and lost than never​ loved​ at all?
Meh. Losing things and people should be a learning experience. I think it's better to have done any number of things and then lost because it gives you the opportunity to learn something. Maybe even grow and learn more about yourself.

8. Do you believe in love at first sight?
No. I believe in lust and infatuation at first sight. Love takes time.

9. Does anyth​ing hurt on your body right​ now?
My neck is killing me. I'm not sure why.

10. What city was your last taxi cab ride in?
Shittt. San Antonio I think? Long time ago.

11. Have you ever licke​d a 9 volt batte​ry?​
Lol, not in a long time.

12. Have you ever been in a beaut​y pagea​nt?​
Nah, not my thing, lol.

13. Have you ever won a trophyy?​
Yeah, for sports.

14. Have you ever had to wear a unifo​rm to schoo​l/​work?​
Yes to both.

15. Ever throw​n up in publi​c?​
I can't remember if I have or not. I don't think so but meh, lol. Oh wait, does puking on the side of the road count? I've done that. Not from booze either. Just from being sick, ugh.

16. Who was the last perso​n you visit​ed in the hospi​tal?​
Last time I visited someone in the hospital was like almost a year ago and it was Boyfriend. =/ That was scary shit.

17. What is the message you have set up for your voicemail?
"Thank you for calling Nymphos Anonymous. No one is available to take your call right now because all our representatives are sex crazed Nymphos just like you and are likely propped up on their desk or against a wall getting screwed into oblivion right now. Leave a message and we'll get back to you as soon as possible. If we can stop fucking long enough. Thanks!"

Oh yeah. I just made that up. =D My voicemail says the same damn thing everyone elses does. "Blahblahblah can't answer the phone blahblahblah leave a message thanks blahblahblah"

18. What was the name of your first​ pet?

19. Is your first name a common/popular name?
Yeah. The way that it's spelled isn't as common or popular but the name itself is.

20. Would​ you share​ a drink with a stranger in a bar?
Fuck no. Drinks in bars are expensive. They can fucking buy their own, just like I did. Well technically, I rarely have to buy my own drinks but still. I'm not sharing with someone I don't know.

21. Would​ you ever becom​e a veget​arian​?​​​​​
No. Then my love affair with chicken would end and that would be so sad.

22. Have you ever had a guy best frien​d?​​​​​
I have more guy best friends and guy friends in general. I don't get along so well with most womenfolk.

23. Favorite food to eat after you've been drinking?
Whatever I feel like.

24. Is your bedroom window open?
I don't have a bedroom.

25. What are you listening to currently?
Lamb Of God <3 style="font-weight: bold;">26. How old will you be in 3 birthdays?

I'll be 26.

27. What were you doing at midnight last night?
I was at work, getting slammed beyond belief because we only had 6 employees on still and a fucking bus with over 50 people came. Insanity ensued.

28. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?
All over it. Unless I'm sharing then meh, mostly all over it still anyway =D

29. Do you know how to drive a stick?
Hell yeah!

30. What are you allergic to?
Grapefruit =( Penicillin, cats, some cheap laundry detergent that I can't remember the name of, cheap body products (because I have crazy sensitive skin) and some other junk too.

31. What is your favorite salad dressing?
Ranch, Caesar, Italian.

32. Would you rather wear a big poofy​ dress​ or a short​ party​ dress​?​
Big poofy dresses are stupid looking for the most part. Short party dresses look stupid on me. I hate dresses. Give me pants or jeans. Or a skirt, now that is preferable to a dress of any kind.

33. Do you ever cry durin​g a roman​tic movie​?​
I might if I ever went to those types of movies or even watched those types of movies but since I don't watch that crap generally... Nope =) I don't cry during movies anyway.

34. Would​ you ever leave​ the house​ witho​ut make-​up on?
Lol yeah, I do it a lot, I don't care.

35. Would​ you kill for choco​late?
No way, I don't even really like chocolate much. Cheese, now maybe for that...

36. Do you think it would be possible to kill someone using shoelaces?
Yeah you could. Asphyxiation.

37. What is the largest sum you are willing to spend on a haircut? Just a cut, nothing fancy.
Shiiit. I wouldn't know. I trim and cut my own hair.

38. How often do you wash your bed sheets?
Right now, since the only thing going on in my bed is sleeping, once a week.

39. If you could change one thing about your work schedule, what would it be?
I'd get more hours.

40. Do you believe that online social networks (such as Facebook and MySpace) cause more drama in people's lives?

Nope. I use MySpace. Often. It causes me no drama. Social networks don't cause drama. People cause drama. Nothing else. Just people.

Happy Saturday!

Friday, February 20, 2009

Hey! Have you seen the rainman looking to the sky begging for sunlight?

Just because...I'm quiet, doesn't mean that I don't have a lot I want to say. I just don't always know how to say what I want. Other times, I know I'll only be wasting my breath or throwing gasoline onto a smoldering fire. Some things really are better left unsaid.

Just because....I'm sarcastic doesn't mean I can't handle being serious. I don't have to make light of everything and serious things don't tend to make me uncomfortable. Sarcasm is just a part of who I am. I have a quick wit and I'm more likely to come up with a sarcastic remark or something to make someone laugh over being serious.

Just u....I forgive, doesn't mean I forget. Forgiving is just me letting go of something I don't want to hold on to any longer. I let go because I don't want it having any power over me. I don't forget though.

Just because....I'm stubborn doesn't mean I always think I'm right.

Just because....I'm cynical doesn't mean I think everyone is lying all the time. I'm always skeptical and need to analyze things. I need to see to understand. Don't take it personally.

Just because....I don't wear my emotions on my sleeve doesn't mean I don't have any. I just don't show them easily.

hate being late.

I love the smell of gasoline.

I love swords, daggers, crossbows, throwing stars, throwing knives, whips are other weapons. I wouldn't use them but collect, definitely. Weapons, especially of the medieval and martial arts variety, fascinate me.

I always look at deserted buildings and try to imagine what kind of things and people were there when it was still bustling and full of life.

I find most deserted buildings to be lovely in their own right.

Are you strolling by Hot Dads yet? It's a blog with an eclectic mix of dads posting about all kinds of entertaining stuff. Stories, opinions, bitching and all kinds of things. All from the man point of view. If you haven't dropped by there yet, you should. ;)

My Stars played Edmonton last night. We won! 4 to 2. I got to watch the game on the DVR after work. What a game. There was a LOT of hitting going on. I wanted to jump through the screen and smack some bitches a few times too! Whatever though, we won so there. =D My Stars play again on Saturday and IT'S AN EARLY GAME! I can actually watch it while it's on instead of watching it on the DVR hours later. Woohoo. GO STARS!

Today is PAYDAY! Woohoo! Payday is one of my favorite days of the week. Hopefully tonight at work goes smoothly. Much drama going on with a lot of the chicks at work. Some of it's aimed at me and LS too. I just try to ignore them. Fuck those bitches. Not literally but y'all know what I mean. ;)

I should be able to get a Saturday Survey up tomorrow. I didn't get to last weekend because of the crappy internet connection. Or lack of any connection actually, lol.

Happy Friday!!!!!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

And if you get inside my head, then you'd understand....

Holy shit! I just realized I've gotten to 69,000 hits since setting up my counter here in August. I moved my blog to this link in June of last year. Then I set up the new counter in August last year once I found one I liked that didn't suck. Almost to 70,000! Crazy shit. Thanks y'all!

Seriously. I need help setting up a tag/label cloud. I was hoping Blogger would have one in their "Add A Gadget" thing in layout editing but nope, not as far as I saw. I tried using a couple different codes I found on some help sites but couldn't get it right. Any help would rock hard, thanks so much.

My friend BB asked me if she could do a blog interview with me and I said go for it. So, she thought up some questions for me, asked them, I answered and here they are. Oooh yeah.

1. Out of all the people in your life, who do you admire the most?

My dad. He's very hardworking. He listens. He will tell you straight up how something is and doesn't sugarcoat things. He can be a bit of an ass but I admire his honesty. I admire his hard work.

2. What has been the hardest decision of your life?

I've had some difficult ones to make. Ones that have kept me up at night because I just didn't know what to do. Ones that made me want to punch things and cry at the same time because I knew someone would be hurt any way that I went about it. Yeah, there have been some stressful, difficult ones but I don't want to mention any of those things in detail. I don't think I've had to make one that could be qualified as the "hardest" yet.

3. What is a decision that would have been the hardest had you actually had to make it?

Okay so I had to email BB and get clarification on the question to make sure I was answering this one right, lol. She explained it as this: "What I mean is in a situation that could have happened differently, how would you have handled it? Pick something that would have been very difficult to decide had it gone differently than it had." I'm still not sure I'm answering it the way she was hoping for but here we go.

I think the one time when I was 21 and thought I might have been pregnant could have been the hardest one. I was three weeks late on my period. Mine is very irregular and inconsistent as it is but it's never been that late and I've never flat out missed one before. I was at Boyfriend's house and we had gone to get some pregnancy tests. That was the scariest few minutes of my life and I think had I been pregnant, the following decisions would have been the hardest I've ever had to make.

Ironically, a while later when I was working and living with family, I was having anxiety issues worse than I normally do. I was trying to overcome an experience that still had too much hold on me. I was sick to my stomach and puking a lot because I was so damn anxious and stressing so much that I was making myself sick with it. My mom thought I was pregnant though and wanted me to take a pregnancy test because she seemed convinced that is what it was. I was so relaxed and didn't stress at all taking that pregnancy test because I knew there was no fucking way I was pregnant. My boyfriend and I hadn't been having sex at all. I did the test anyway just so my mom and family could know I really wasn't pregnant though. I laughed about it later because out of all the times I've taken a pregnancy test, (which hasn't been a lot but more than twice because I used to freak out about being a week late when I was younger and would think the worst instead of saying, *Duh you're cycle is irregular and crazy!*) that one was the absolute easiest because I just knew it wasn't it.

4. Do you get along with your boyfriend's family?

Yeah. I didn't get along with his mom at first but we had some mutual misunderstandings because neither of is knew the other and we both misinterpreted some things about the other. We get along great now. When I went to visit in November, she was so excited to see me. And at Christmas time, she spent too much money on stuff for me. His mama spoils me too. =) His grandmother is awesome and sweet. And feisty. I really enjoy sitting and talking with her. His sister and I get along okay enough. If I had to see her more, not so sure we would still get along so well, lol.

5. If you could be a fictional character from one of your favorite books, who would you pick and why?

Probably Anita Blake from Laurell K.Hamilton's Anita Blake books. I adore the shit out of the character. She gets to slay and go toe to toe with all kinds of supernatural beings. She's smart, sassy, strong, feisty. The personality of the character reminds me a little of myself in some ways. Plus, she's a fucking badass.

Happy Thursday y'all!!!!!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing...

I had never seen the movie Juno. Until yesterday. I have to watch it again though. I was distracted and only loosely paying attention to the movie anyway. Juno seemed like an interesting, quirky character though. I don't have any real opinion about it though. Other than the opinion that I should watch it again and give it my full attention instead of just using it for a distraction here and there. A distraction from my distraction. How clever. It's not typically the kind of movie I get into but the characters, a few anyway, seem quirky and intriguing. If I watch it again and think it blows, oh well. I've wasted more time on worse movies. If you've seen it once or ten times, feel free to share your opinion of the movie.

I can't sleep with the bathroom door open. I can't even see the bathroom much less the door from my bed. It's around a corner. I see the wall. I know the bathroom is on the other side. It bothers me to know that the door is open though so I have to close it every night before I go to bed. No clue why. I'm not even going to try and figure this one out either.

I had a dream Monday night about having a pet dolphin who lived in the lagoon that was in the backyard of the house I was living in. Which ironically wasn't a house but a dark, brooding, very old Gothic looking castle. The lagoon was surrounded by grass, purple grass actually. The dolphin only spoke French. So, I was trying fiercely to learn French so that I could communicate with this pet dolphin in the backyard. Then in the midst of things, a tsunami happened in the lagoon and killed the dolphin and consequently washed my castle away. Which was fine, turns out the purple grass was magical and I just had to pick some and then throw it into the wind with a picture in my mind of what my new house should look like. Then boom! New house appears, right there. Wayne Gretzky was my butler. I so didn't have a butler in mind when I tossed the purple grass into the wind. Especially not him. If it had to be a hockey player, why couldn't it be one I really really really adore? C'mon now.

Wednesday Weirdness #43
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1. What is the most exciting part of a sexual encounter for you?

I have a few things. The anticipation of foreplay ending and sex beginning. Those few seconds where it goes from foreplay to penetration, oh my gosh. Also, I find all the sensations exciting as hell too. I'm a sensory person so my boyfriend is always touching, pulling, biting or something like that but never in any order or pattern. It drives me nuts. Also, I love that we never have any kind of routine. No this goes with this. Lets do this and when we do, this this and that go along with it. It's always different and exciting, I never know what exactly will happen next because we just go with the flow and the moods change from one minute to the next sometime.

2. What is your favorite way to relax after sex?

Stretching out in bed, not saying much, listening to music or listening to nothing at all. Cooling off and just laying there, enjoying the feel of the tingles dissipating and the sensations fading away. Ice cream is good too if I can will myself out of bed, lol.

3. Do you find sex with someone you have emotional attachment with to be better than casual fucking with someone you don't have emotional attachment with?

I think physically, it depends on the person. Chemistry and emotional connection does make it better though. You can connect on a physical, mental and emotional level and just click. Casual fucking is nice and pleasurable but I get more from someone I have a deeper connection with.

4. What was the last really horrible movie you watched? (At home, theater, etc)

Tropic Thunder. If that counts. I didn't watch much of it.

5. What are 3 things some one could do or say during foreplay that would kill the mood for you?

Puking. Drunken sex can be fun but seriously, if you've had too much then please know that you need to pass out and try for sex in the morning. Puking, just the sounds and smells grosses me out enough that I wouldn't wanna go any further.

Not seem into it. If I'm doing something and there isn't clear signs of it being enjoyed, I'm going to think you're not having a good time and that kills it for me.

Compare me to an ex while we're fooling around. I've got them. You've got them. We've all got them. You can tell me things you like and what not but there's no need to get statistical and break out comparison notes between me and an ex.

I have to add a 4th one. Really bad body odor. I mean I know we're about to get all hot and sweaty but come on. If you smell like a garbage truck, I'm so not doing shit with you.

6. Where do you think the best place to buy sexy lingerie is? Why?

Fredericks of Hollywood. They have some hot stuff that fits my boob size and the rest of me proportionately.

7. Do you think how a person dances gives you a glimpse to how they perform in bed?

Lol. No. My boyfriend couldn't dance well to save his life honestly. I have no complaints in the other department though. Maybe not so much the dance moves but how they carry themselves when they dance (or try to) is more like it. I dunno. I don't care.

8. When was the last time you got served breakfast in bed?

It's been a while, lol. Last time was when I was 18, with my ex. He used to do that once in a while when I slept over. First time he did, he ended up spilling the juice and coffee on me. What a way to wake up. After that initial mishap, it was pretty cool when he would do that. Got to have it on one of those little serving trays that prop up though. I can't deal with crumbs in the bed. Ick.

That's all for that. Oh one last thing. Could anyone out there help a girl out with making a label/tag cloud or pointing me in the direction to the code of one that actually effing works? Thanks. ;)

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Just open your eyes and see that life if beautiful...

I'm kind of really excited because I'm getting a new cell phone! My first one with the full QWERTY keyboard crap. Woohoo right? I had to get a new one anyway because my former craptastic decent cell phone is acting up. It likes to turn itself off ten or twenty times a day. Likes to not send text messages. Miss calls. Delete voicemails I haven't got to listen to yet. All kinds of awesome less than great shit. I'm getting the Samsung Propel. In this lovely badass red color. It's already been purchased, just have to wait until it arrives in the mail in a few days.

The even more awesome thing is that I didn't have to pay $250 or more for it. That would suck. Luckily, it didn't cost quite that much for me because I'm a lucky girl. =)

Yesterday afternoon, I was cleaning out some bags and found a book I got but hadn't read. I forgot about picking it up. I remember getting it though, a few months ago, lol. "Magic To The Bone" by Devon Monk. The cover had been what caught my eye. I had never heard of the author before so I checked out the book description then flipped through the book a little, reading a little here and there. It sounded interesting enough so I got it. I figure it was only $6 so if it sucked, oh well. Anyway, I pulled it out and decided to sit down and start it. I only got maybe 20 pages into it but so far, I'm liking it. That doesn't mean much though. I've read books where I get a quarter of the way through it and then I go a little further and it starts sucking. Then further still and I lose interest. Sometimes I can read along through books like that. I don't want to really but I can't stop because even though it sucks, I want to know what else happens and how things end. Then some books start out great but then there gets to be too much love and romance mixed in with it and I lose interest. I can deal with a little of that but if I wanted to read a romance novel, I'd buy one of those over the thrillers and sci-fi books that I do get. Anyway, we'll see how this one goes but hopefully I keep liking it. It seems interesting so far and I hope it stays that way.

Monday night, work stayed steady for the most part. Then the rain got heavier, it got colder and people freaked out and ran into their homes. Locked the door and said goodnight to the outside. Then work got very boring, very quickly. I got off like 45 minutes earlier than scheduled. Not complaining either. I went to Wally World after that. I had some stuff to buy. Hair stuff, new hair brush, new facial cleanser, this this and that. (Side note: They BADLY need an Ulta in these parts. I needed some hair stuff and it's not something Wally World would even carry. Ulta, I miss you, you have spoiled me. Thank you on-line shopping though.) Then I decided I wanted to go buy two new pillows. I like something that's firm but soft and comfy as well. They have these ones I like and they're a little expensive but not so much. It's Wally World, they don't have luxury 50 dollar pillows so it wasn't too bad price wise. I wouldn't pay 50 bucks for a single pillow anyway. Unless it could massage my scalp, neck and shoulders then maybe I'd consider it. No, for 50 it should do that and make me coffee. Mmm. A coffee making pillow would be strange though. How would you like to wake up with your pillow sliding out from under you, waddling down the hall and into the kitchen. Then you walk in there and there's your pillow, chillin' on the counter making some coffee. Kind of weird. I digress. I got way excited about my new pillow purchase. I like a lot of pillows on my bed. I don't mean those frilly ridiculous deco pillows either. Sorry, I think those things are dumb for the most part. If I'm buying a pillow and stacking it on my bed, I want something soft and comfortable that I will actually use and enjoy. Not some embroidered or rockin' designed thing I'm just going to have on there to look good. Anyway, I had two pillows I wanted to get rid of because they're old and limp. They're dead. Time to get rid of them and move on down the dream road. So, I spent 20 something on two new ones. I was happy pulling the pillow cases off the two old ones and shimmying them onto the new ones. They're soooo awesome. I haven't even used them yet but I had to lean on them while I was laying in the floor watching a movie. I'm happy. Oh and I got some cute as hell little rainbow colored boxer shorts on clearance for $3. They're as cute as a fluffy little non-rabid bunny.

I love the Redbox rental DVD thing. It's like 1.07 once they add the tax onto the $1 part and seriously. Netflix isn't even that cheap. Blockbuster's and Hollywood Video definitely aren't that cheap. Buying a DVD that looks good in trailers but sucks balls as a whole is a waste. So I've become addicted to renting from the Redbox. It's cheap and convenient. Plus, it holds a shit load of movies and I haven't heard of so many of the ones in there. Which means I get to try out movies and maybe find one that rocks my world or fucks my mind, in a good way mind you. I love a good mind fuck movie. I love movies that make my think and keep me guessing. I also love movies that will make me laugh. Movies with tons of explosions. Blood and gore is a plus too as long as it isn't insanely predictable. Though right now I'm really wanting to get out my Underworld 2 DVD and watch that again. I just keep forgetting. After I took LS and YB to see Underworld: Rise of the Lycans, we re-watched the first Underworld again. I fucking love those movies. Though if you watch the first one after seeing the third one, you notice a few minor errors they made but it's not a big deal really. It doesn't take away anything from the movies at all. Seriously, I want a 4th one now, lol. Are you with me? ;)

Oh and my Stars beat the Columbus Blue Jackets yesterday! I got to see most of the first period before I went to work. It went to overtime and then to a shoot out and we won! It's so hard to leave when the game is on so when it gets close to the time I need to leave, I bolt during a commercial break. Though sometimes, given game play, I leave late because a damn commercial doesn't come at the opportune time. I can't run out in the middle of play. ;)

This picture is from the game against the Vancouver Canucks on Friday the 13th. We won that one too. Yay! =) I think this is a really cool picture though.

Okay so that does it for me today. Oh one more thing! Don't forget tomorrow is Wednesday Weirdness day. The questions are supposed to be up some time in the afternoon or evening today so pop on by and play why don't ya? ;)

Oh and if you're the anonymous commenter who posed a scenario and question here, email me if you'd like an answer or some kind of response. :)

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, February 16, 2009

Your blinding smile is only your illusion, stop, baby don't breath....

"Why do we fall sir?
So we can learn to pick ourselves back up."

That is one of my favorite lines out of the movie Batman Begins. Of course, I had heard something similar long before the movie was thought up. Just sayin', the line and the scene it happens in are among my favorites in the movie. I love the movie too because hey, I love just about anything that has to do with Batman. Not to mention I think Christopher Nolan rocks.

One of my favorite ways to relax after work is to watch a movie. I don't care for much that comes on television. I'm a House freak. I love CSI. I find other shows entertaining but I don't try to keep up with much. I'd rather watch sports or a movie. I get home from work between midnight and 2 am, so there isn't much in sports for me to watch. Unless I have a Stars game from the night recorded on the DVR because I missed it earlier because of that job thing. So generally, I prefer to watch a movie after work to relax. Or at least part of one I've seen before if I'm not going to be able to stay awake for it all, lol. I like my job for the most part. I like most of my managers for the most part too. It's my co-workers and the customers that irritate me. I can't stand how petty, immature, two-faced, gossipy, self-entitled, over-inflated and ignorant my co-workers are for the most part. The customers, it's about half and half with. Some days better, some days worse. You just have to try and not let people get to you too much. I used to get so annoyed, so much more easily than I do now. I learned not to let people piss on my parade and make my day more shitty. They can only do that if I allow them to influence me so. Most days I remember that and don't let people get to me. Some days, I slip. Thankfully, I always remember later. After I'm done slamming things around and venting my anger through actions and noises. ;)

Anyway.... My Stars play tonight! I'll be at work though. I always wear a Stars tshirt (I have 4 or 5 different ones, lol) under my work shirt on game nights I have to be at work. I'm not sure why I do that either. I just started doing it. The night I started doing it, they lost. I still do it anyway. Recently, we've done pretty badass. I'm talking weeks, not the last couple games, lol. Hopefully they do well in the game tonight. GO STARS!

I haven't had much internet here in the last few days. The weather has been terribly crappy. Lots of strong wings, cold, rain, ice, snow and all that fun shit. We have wireless. It doesn't like to keep a signal for long. I actually wrote this post out in MS Word and then when the internet was working for a few minutes, hopped on and set it to auto post. While I miss reading the blogs and being able to respond to the emails I have stacking up (I'll get to them as I can =D) what sucks more is not being able to check on the couple games I play on-line and not being able to get on, lol. I'm lame, I know this and I'm fine with it. My games I play are interactive games so my characters on them need tending to on a regular basis. I'm missing doing that, lol. I'm not your hardcore total OMG I'M HAVING WITHDRAWALS type gamer but I'm semi-addicted to the couple I do play. Which reminds me. I LOVE the Nintendo DS Lite that Boyfriend got me for That Holiday. I knew I loved those things already. Youngest Brother has an original DS and I loved playing that thing. My issue is, especially with the Guitar Hero game, is that I sit down to play it for half and hour and then I'm playing for an hour or longer. I say I'll play one more song and then five songs later, I put it down. I'll clear one more level on this game and then I'll be done. Then six levels later, I'll finally put it down. I get sucked into that shit and end up playing for longer than I intend to, lol. I want some of those Brain games too. I love doing things like those and I already know I'll get stuck on them too. It's the same with books. My biggest problem with books is I go through them too fast. I'll say I'm going to stop for the day at the ending of chapter five and then by chapter twelve, I finally put the book down. Usually because I have something else I actually have to do, not because I'm tired of reading, lol. I get lost in things I really enjoy. I don't mind. Sometimes, it's annoying though since I know I could have gotten something more productive done. It doesn't bother me or effect me negatively enough to change it though so I'm good.

Oh you know what pisses me off? When you're watching a movie and the DVD/BluRay player just fucking flakes out and the movie freezes. You can try all the ways you're supposed to to make it work, to make it go but nothing. Wait, wait, wait. Troubleshoot this, troubleshoot that. You're restarting your damn movie, all over from the beginning. That little power light blinks right off as you're resetting it and it's totally mocking you. Simple little human, slave to the electronic devices. You push the buttons but who ends up frustrated when it doesn't work right or when it malfunctions? Yuh, we do. Of course, I don't believe the BluRay player we have has any emotions or feelings but it sounds all dramatic like to make it seem like there's a bigger plan in the scheme of things other than the simple fact that there was some kind of lame malfunction in the hardware. C'mon now. =)

That's enough rambling for today. I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend. =)

Happy Monday!

Friday, February 13, 2009

It just takes some time...

I'm not really a flowers girl. There are a couple I like though.


That's it. No roses for me. I think they're ugly little things honestly.

I don't care much for flowers as it is because I have horrid allergies and I rarely am able to smell them anyway. It's more the act and the affection behind it that I appreciate more than the actual flowers. My boyfriend sent me flowers though. He enjoys sending them to me and it makes me happy that he enjoys it, I think it's dorky but cute. So, I got a box from Pro Flowers. My favorite stargazer lilies with blue irises. Awwww. So I got a rockin' Nintendo DS Lite and some pretty flowers from my adoring boyfriend. Isn't he the sweetest?

BB picked me to be featured for her Beautiful People #2. There are I think 6 or maybe 7 other lovely people featured also. So you should go check that out once you're done here. ;)

My Stars play tonight against Vancouver! I'll be at work during the game but.... Yay DVR! =) GO STARS!

There's a deaf guy that comes up to my job for drinks. Sometimes for drinks and food. Sometimes drinks and dessert. He comes once a week. He's around 20 to 23 I think. I'm not sure and I'm just guessing from how he looks. I'd put him in my age range though. He's deaf but he's absolutely one of the sweetest people I've met. To order, he either writes every detail out on the paper or he points to the menu to the exact things he wants to get. When it comes time to pay, I just show him the receipt and point to the total. He usually nods and then pays. Any conversation comes only by writing it out on paper. He always writes out please and thank you. I found out what the signing for "have a good night means" from him and he always does that too. He's a sweet guy and I really enjoy getting to wait on him. Once a month or there about, he comes in with 3 other guys who are all also deaf. They all act exactly as he does when it comes to ordering, paying and conversing anything they need from me. They can't speak but still, in the way they communicate, they are all polite and nice.

What pisses me off about this guy and his friends? Yeah, there's something that pisses me off. It has everything to do with them but yet, it has nothing to do with them in a way. My co-workers are fucking ridiculous assholes. They see the guys come up and they argue about who "has to deal with them" and thus it begins. A chorus of "you do it" and "I'm not dealing with that" and "I don't want to have to go through that much trouble just to serve a customer" and other various ridiculous lines rise up and they argue amongst themselves about it. It pisses me the fuck off so bad.

Those guys can't help that they're deaf. They didn't ask for it. They didn't do a damn thing at all, it just is what it is. They do require more attention than other customers but who cares? They're less problematic than some of the ones who speak but can't order. The ones who order a burger and then eat half of it, then complain because it has pickles and oh they hate pickles. They didn't notice until they ate half the burger and now they want a new one or want their portion of the meal for free. Those people are a bigger pain in the ass then these four deaf guys are. Those people can be less of a pain in the ass but choose not to. The deaf guys are some of the easiest customers ever. They always make sure to be very clear in what they want and I've yet to have a single problem come from one of them. So what that they require a special way to get their order? So what that they need a little help? It's no big fucking deal. To hear the people I work with argue over it pisses me off.

About a month ago, I was working a Monday night and the deaf guy was up there. Two girls and a guy were arguing about who would handle him. I listened as they argued over who would have to do it because none of them did. They were all refusing. I was taken back by their ignorance. I said as much when I told them they were "fucking stupid assholes" as I went to grab a pen and paper so I could help the deaf guy. I went back and my co-workers asked me what my deal was. I went off on them telling them how incredibly ridiculous, ignorant and pathetic they were being. Not that it mattered. They cared more about the fact that I'd called them stupid assholes more than anything else. Which pissed me off more. I worked the next two hours of my shift that night not speaking to those co-workers because I was so pissed off at the reminder of how pathetic people can be over things like that.

Aside from me, one guy is willing to always help them and does so when I'm not there or can't get to them. I'm sure one other girl would too but she's never had to since she always works when I work and I always try to get to them as soon as they let it be known they're ready. Out of all the employees we have, it's ridiculous that only a few are willing to help those guys just because of them being deaf. It's ridiculous and pathetic in my opinion. I'd rather deal with them all night long over some of the rude, annoying assholes that I have to deal with instead.

Fuck You to those co-workers and to anyone else out there who would be so pathetic as to ignore, make fun of or mistreat someone in any way solely because of a difference they have no control over. How fucking wonderful it must be to be so damn perfect.

Happy Friday!!!!!
Have a Great Weekend Y'all!