I'm Goin' To Hell! (Wanna Ride With Me?)
So I've just spent the past 45 minutes going to different blogs to snicker and make fun of the rediculous names people name their children. The more ludicris ones I felt compeled to blurt out and make derogatory statements about to K who is sitting across from me trying to block out my existence. This is actually one of my favorite pass times since I have to deal with people's horrific choices of names for their children on a weekly basis. Making fun of this in the privacy of my own home keeps me from snickering loudly and rolling my eyes when I'm standing in front of people who just happen to be new parents who are telling me the baby name.
Wow, I think this Nyquill has kicked in now!
Thursday, February 02, 2006
I'll Call Him Elvis...
This is one of the ducks that lives at the lake near me. I took the photo a couple of weeks ago. I like this one, he's got FABULOUS hair. He always has! Last year he was a cute little duckling with fun hair, now he's a big ass duck with Elvis hair.
I'm happy to report that my hair did not come out looking like a badly tie-dyed shirt but looks lovely as ever.
It's less BRIGHT than it usually is fresh from a coloring, but I'm thinking that's probably a good thing.
Today Super Girl went on a field trip to some place to study rocks. She came home with a small bag full of rocks. And I thought to myself 'I just paid $7 for a bag of rocks???'
K is about to find his room over run with herds of Angry Albino Sock Monkies soon. While he was at the store today he decided to buy an energy saving light bulb, you know the kind that's all twisty looking. When he got home he put it in the light for the ceiling fan in the living room, then tried to put the glass globe back on but guess what? The light bulb is too long and the globe won't fit now! That was about 6 pm when he did that, now it's going on 11 pm and he has YET to put the damn proper bulb back so EVERY time I look in that direction my retina get's burnt just a little bit more.
This is one of the ducks that lives at the lake near me. I took the photo a couple of weeks ago. I like this one, he's got FABULOUS hair. He always has! Last year he was a cute little duckling with fun hair, now he's a big ass duck with Elvis hair.
I'm happy to report that my hair did not come out looking like a badly tie-dyed shirt but looks lovely as ever.
It's less BRIGHT than it usually is fresh from a coloring, but I'm thinking that's probably a good thing.
Today Super Girl went on a field trip to some place to study rocks. She came home with a small bag full of rocks. And I thought to myself 'I just paid $7 for a bag of rocks???'
K is about to find his room over run with herds of Angry Albino Sock Monkies soon. While he was at the store today he decided to buy an energy saving light bulb, you know the kind that's all twisty looking. When he got home he put it in the light for the ceiling fan in the living room, then tried to put the glass globe back on but guess what? The light bulb is too long and the globe won't fit now! That was about 6 pm when he did that, now it's going on 11 pm and he has YET to put the damn proper bulb back so EVERY time I look in that direction my retina get's burnt just a little bit more.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
My Timeing Is Off; Maybe I Need A Tune-Up
I sit here having just doused my head with FRESH color and after I was partially involved, I realized that I'm going to be pushing it as far as getting all this finish. I have training to be at tonight so I need to leave as soon as K gets home... at 5:30. I'll be done with this part in 20 minutes but then there is the OTHER part that takes another 20 minutes to do that I'm going to have to rush through. Fuck. My hair is going to look like a badly tie-dyed shirt.
Coco the Wonder Dog is gone now, I have to admit that I miss her, but I'm certain that her mommy has missed her a lot.
*sigh*
I sit here having just doused my head with FRESH color and after I was partially involved, I realized that I'm going to be pushing it as far as getting all this finish. I have training to be at tonight so I need to leave as soon as K gets home... at 5:30. I'll be done with this part in 20 minutes but then there is the OTHER part that takes another 20 minutes to do that I'm going to have to rush through. Fuck. My hair is going to look like a badly tie-dyed shirt.
Coco the Wonder Dog is gone now, I have to admit that I miss her, but I'm certain that her mommy has missed her a lot.
*sigh*
Monday, January 30, 2006
Wasting Time
Sheesh... this must be the first time I've really sat and wished I had cable so I could just lay on the couch and just flip channels. I totally did not go to work tonight, no motivation. The all powerful internet has sucked me in!
So... Quizzes!
hmmm... K says it's dead on... he's crazy... I'm not mysterious.
Bah! Cynical and Jaded are my middle names! um.. not really... but either would be a cooler middle name than what I have.
Yeah... um... not so much, otherwise I wouldn't be spending 99% of my nights with BOB. I understand battery operated devices that buzz in the night.
Sheesh... this must be the first time I've really sat and wished I had cable so I could just lay on the couch and just flip channels. I totally did not go to work tonight, no motivation. The all powerful internet has sucked me in!
So... Quizzes!
Your Element Is Fire |
 Your passion and emotion are as obvious as the brightest flame. You make sparks fly and your passion always has the potential to burst out. You are exciting and creative - and completely unpredictable. You sometimes exercise control and sometimes you let yourself go. Friends describe you as sensitive, spirited, and compulsive. Bright and blazing with intensity, you seem mysterious and moody to many. |
hmmm... K says it's dead on... he's crazy... I'm not mysterious.
| Your Inner Child Is Surprised |
 You see many things through the eyes of a child. Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded. You cherish all of the details in life. Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things. |
Bah! Cynical and Jaded are my middle names! um.. not really... but either would be a cooler middle name than what I have.
| You Have Your PhD in Men |
 You understand men almost better than anyone. You accept that guys are very different, and you read signals well. Work what you know about men, and your relationships will be blissful. |
Yeah... um... not so much, otherwise I wouldn't be spending 99% of my nights with BOB. I understand battery operated devices that buzz in the night.
Reality Is Strange
I'm sitting here not going to work, wasting time on the internet with 7 tabs open and I look up and see that one of them says '12" BASKET OF ASS...' Yeah, just what every woman should be able to order online.
Fortune for today:
Alas! The onion you are eating is someone else's water lily.
I have no fucking clue about that, it was in my fortune cookie though.
I'm sitting here not going to work, wasting time on the internet with 7 tabs open and I look up and see that one of them says '12" BASKET OF ASS...' Yeah, just what every woman should be able to order online.
Fortune for today:
Alas! The onion you are eating is someone else's water lily.
I have no fucking clue about that, it was in my fortune cookie though.
Praise The Lawrd And Pass The Internet!
On an upside, I am feeling better. Oddly the return of my health has coincided with the return of my high speed internet. Obviously I’ve been healed by the internet. In retrospect my illness was probably caused by my lack of DSL connection and my having to suffer with dial up until I could get a replacement modem. And now I have to show my worthiness of the miracle of the internet cure by going to every porn site I can and enjoying the almost instantaneous site of a big cock instead of having to wait several minutes on dial up only to have half a cock load before the page timed out. Oh! The suffering I have endured! Yeah I’m better.
On an upside, I am feeling better. Oddly the return of my health has coincided with the return of my high speed internet. Obviously I’ve been healed by the internet. In retrospect my illness was probably caused by my lack of DSL connection and my having to suffer with dial up until I could get a replacement modem. And now I have to show my worthiness of the miracle of the internet cure by going to every porn site I can and enjoying the almost instantaneous site of a big cock instead of having to wait several minutes on dial up only to have half a cock load before the page timed out. Oh! The suffering I have endured! Yeah I’m better.
Today’s Post Is Brought To You By The Letter F
F for FRUSTRATING. This weekend was rather frustrating and sadly part of it was my own doing.
First Saturday after a discussion with K about how it would be easier if I dropped him and the wee ones off at the train station early, I decided that I’d come home between hospitals and shuttle them to the train station. I did, and though it was all nice and happy in theory, it was not quite so in real life. Though I got up on time, I forgot that I promised the Little People that we’d make breakfast. Warming up store bought croissants and making scrambled eggs and bacon (turkey bacon) shouldn’t take long, right? Wrong. For some reason it took 35 minutes! Fine, fine, whatever, I got to work at 9 am – an hour later than I had planned! I picked up K and company about 10:30 am and when all was said and done I got to my busy hospital at 11:30 am. Damn! Now I was running an hour and a half late. Somehow I got everything done and was out of there by 4 pm. Unfortunately sales weren’t FABULOUS so whatever. When I got home I had to run errands and realized that SADLY I would not be able to enjoy my favorite weekend activity – NAPPING. Damn it! I had a nice quiet, empty house and I couldn’t enjoy a nice uninterrupted nap! Damn the luck! Instead I had to get ready to go to a party I was invited to. I picked up everyone like an hour and a half late (whatever). When we were about a block from the damn party I get stopped and given a huge ass ticket – hush, hush, I don’t want to hear about what I shoulda/coulda done in order that I not be stopped because I didn’t/couldn’t and I DID get a ticket. I just need sympathy. But at least I did not end up in jail. Yeah, that’s something to be thankful for. ANYWAY, the party was okay, not GREAT, but honestly my perception of things might have been off due to the fact that I had just had my fun encounter with the police.
Things somewhat improved on Sunday, went to see the cute guy I’m interested in, took a mutual friend with me. What the hell was I thinking??? It’s not like I could make a move on him with her there! Oh but who the hell am I kidding! I’m not going to make a move on him! I’ve got a bad case of Chicken-Shit-itis as I’m fairly certain he’s completely uninterested in me. Again FRUSTRATING in many ways, and not just because I get to go home and abuse BOB.
And then of course there was the fun of discussing the legal and financial issues of my ticket.
So yeah FRUSTRATING all weekend long. Work frustrating, lateness frustrating, legally frustrating, party frustrating, sexually frustrating (I didn’t even GET to abuse BOB after all) and financially frustrating.
F for FRUSTRATING. This weekend was rather frustrating and sadly part of it was my own doing.
First Saturday after a discussion with K about how it would be easier if I dropped him and the wee ones off at the train station early, I decided that I’d come home between hospitals and shuttle them to the train station. I did, and though it was all nice and happy in theory, it was not quite so in real life. Though I got up on time, I forgot that I promised the Little People that we’d make breakfast. Warming up store bought croissants and making scrambled eggs and bacon (turkey bacon) shouldn’t take long, right? Wrong. For some reason it took 35 minutes! Fine, fine, whatever, I got to work at 9 am – an hour later than I had planned! I picked up K and company about 10:30 am and when all was said and done I got to my busy hospital at 11:30 am. Damn! Now I was running an hour and a half late. Somehow I got everything done and was out of there by 4 pm. Unfortunately sales weren’t FABULOUS so whatever. When I got home I had to run errands and realized that SADLY I would not be able to enjoy my favorite weekend activity – NAPPING. Damn it! I had a nice quiet, empty house and I couldn’t enjoy a nice uninterrupted nap! Damn the luck! Instead I had to get ready to go to a party I was invited to. I picked up everyone like an hour and a half late (whatever). When we were about a block from the damn party I get stopped and given a huge ass ticket – hush, hush, I don’t want to hear about what I shoulda/coulda done in order that I not be stopped because I didn’t/couldn’t and I DID get a ticket. I just need sympathy. But at least I did not end up in jail. Yeah, that’s something to be thankful for. ANYWAY, the party was okay, not GREAT, but honestly my perception of things might have been off due to the fact that I had just had my fun encounter with the police.
Things somewhat improved on Sunday, went to see the cute guy I’m interested in, took a mutual friend with me. What the hell was I thinking??? It’s not like I could make a move on him with her there! Oh but who the hell am I kidding! I’m not going to make a move on him! I’ve got a bad case of Chicken-Shit-itis as I’m fairly certain he’s completely uninterested in me. Again FRUSTRATING in many ways, and not just because I get to go home and abuse BOB.
And then of course there was the fun of discussing the legal and financial issues of my ticket.
So yeah FRUSTRATING all weekend long. Work frustrating, lateness frustrating, legally frustrating, party frustrating, sexually frustrating (I didn’t even GET to abuse BOB after all) and financially frustrating.
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