kind of interesting...

birthday info

My info:
Born on a Tuesday.
Life path #1:
The Life Path 1 suggests that you entered this plane with skills allowing you to become a leader type rather easily. Your nature is charged with individualistic desires, a demand for independence, and the need for personal attainment. Many of our military generals, corporate leaders, and political leaders are men and women having the Life Path 1. When you display positive 1 traits your mind is capable of significant creative inspiration, and it possesses the enthusiasm and drive to accomplish a great deal. You are very good at getting the ball rolling; initiating new projects is your forte. You are at your best when confronted with obstacles and challenges, as you combat these with strength and daring. This is both the physical and inner varieties of strength. With this strength comes utter determination and the capability to lead. As a natural leader you have a flair for taking charge of any situation. You have a tendency to do this, even if, at times, it is not appropriate for you to do so.

Highly original, you may have talents as an inventor or innovator of some sort. In any work that you choose, your independent attitude can show through. You have very strong personal needs and desires, and you feel it is always necessary to follow your own convictions. You tire of routine and highly detailed tasks rather quickly.

You are ambitious and assertive in promoting yourself. Although you may hide the fact for social reasons, you can be self-centered and demand to have your way in many circumstances. That said, for the most part, you are considered very good company, friendly, good-natured, and a wonderful conversationalist. People like you and are drawn to you. It is a good thing they are, because you are very sensitive to disapproval and you don't handle it very well.

There are several ways that the negative side of the 1 can show up. The 1 always has the potential for greatness as a leader, but they may fail as a follower. Unfortunately, sometimes you have to follow for a while before you are allowed to lead and this can be a difficult time. When the 1 Life Path person is not fully developed and expressing the negative side of this number, the demeanor may appear very dependent rather than independent, particularly in the early years. If you are expressing this negative trait of the number 1, you are likely to be very dissatisfied with your circumstances, and long for self-sufficiency. This might be defined as the weak or dependent side of the negative 1 Life Path. On the strong side of this negative curve, the 1 energy can become too self-serving, selfish and egotistical. Avoid being too bossy and demanding.

Astrological sign: Leo
Born in the Chinese Year of the Horse.
Native American Zodiac sign is Salmon; plant is Raspberry.
Birthstone is Peridot. Peridot is used to help dreams become a reality.

Your birth tree is
Cedar, the Confidence
Of rare beauty, knows how to adapt, likes luxury, of good health not in the least shy, tends to look down on others, self-confident, determined, impatient, wants to impress others, many talents, industrious, healthy, optimism, waiting for the one true love, able to make quick decisions.

What my name "means":
Your number is: 7

The characteristics of #7 are: Analysis, understanding, knowledge, awareness, studious, meditating.

The expression or destiny for #7:
Thought, analysis, introspection, and seclusiveness are all characteristics of the expression number 7. The hallmark of the number 7 is a good mind, and especially good at searching out and finding the truth. You are so very capable of analyzing, judging and discriminating, that very little ever escapes your observation and deep understanding. You are the type of person that can really get involved in a search for wisdom or hidden truths, often becoming an authority on whatever it is your are focusing on. This can easily be of a technical or scientific nature, or it may be religious or occult, it matters very little, you pursue knowledge with the same sort of vigor. You can make a very fine teacher, or because of a natural inclination toward the spiritual, you may become deeply emerged in religious affairs or even psychic explorations. You tend to operate on a rather different wavelength, and many of your friends may not really know you very well. The positive aspects of the 7 expression are that you can be a true perfectionist in a very positive sense of the word. You are very logical, and usually employ a quite rational approach to most things you do. You can be so rational at times that you almost seem to lack emotion, and when you are faced with an emotional situation, you may have a bit of a problem coping with it. You have excellent capabilities to study and learn really deep and difficult subjects, and to search for hidden fundamentals. At full maturity you are likely to be a very peaceful and poised individual.

If there is an over supply of the number 7 in your makeup, the negative aspects of the number may be apparent. The chief negative of 7 relates to the limited degree of trust that you may have in people. A tendency to be highly introverted can make you a bit on the self-centered side, certainly very much self-contained . Because of this, you are not very adaptable, and you may tend to be overly critical and intolerant. You really like to work alone, at your own pace and in your own way. You neither show or understand emotions very well.

Your Soul Urge number is: 9

A Soul Urge number of 9 means:
With a 9 Soul Urge, you want to give to others, usually in a humanitarian or philanthropic manner. You are highly motivated to give friendship, affection and love. And you are generous in giving of your knowledge and experience. You have very sharing urges, and you are likely to have a great deal to share. Your concern for others makes you a very sympathetic and generous person with a sensitive and compassionate nature.

You are able to view life in very broad and intuitive terms. You often express high ideals and an inspirational approach to life. If you are able to fully realize the potential of your motivation, you will be a very self-sacrificing person who is able to give freely without being concerned about any return or reward.

As with all human beings, you are prone to sometimes express the negative attitudes inherent to your Soul Urges. You may become too sensitive and tend to express emotions strongly at times. There can be significant conflict between higher aims and personal ambitions. You may resent the idea of giving all of the time and, in fact, if there is too much 9 energy in your nature you may reject the idea. You may often be disappointed in the lack of perfection in yourself and others.

Your Inner Dream number is: 7

An Inner Dream number of 7 means:
You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning.

family photos

My niece:











My nephew:














Cousins:

from July

A couple of photos from our trip to the Memphis zoo.

a sample of Kittens of Darkness for Swami

avusing

bodycount

coteries

world of darkness

New link

*points to the side*

For you crazy cat people, may I recommend clicking the Kittens of Darkness link? Check out the gallery. I think you might enjoy it.

Some people really just annoy the fuck out of me.

edit to add Question?
>Yeah, I had to search for
>a while until I realized
>that I could donate the
>books on CD to the
>local library or one of
>the organizations for the blind
>that my family supports.
That's a good idea. I have a blind friend that complains that not enough books come out on audio. He does NOT agree with the material that would come from FOF. It would make him laugh really hard, though.
>
>The books on homosexuality, however, I
>am keeping for myself.

not sure why you'd want them..but, OK.

Would replying to this comment with the following statement be bitchy, flaming, bashing, etc?
"How nice for HD that he has your approval."

From Journey's "Backyard BBQ" Tour in June

The guy in the green t-shirt? Tony Hawk (I don't remember the name of the other guy in the second pic)



















This is Shaun White, aka The Flying Tomato, aka Olympic Gold Medalist

















My son told me repeatedly what this guy's name is, but I can't remember. (What do you want from me??? I'm fucking old!)


But I do remember that this trick is the "Kiss of Death"

Confessions of a dork

This is one of my favorite times of the year. Why? Because it's getting close to the holidays. And that means that the stores are putting out their holiday merchandise, which includes all kinds of animated singing and dancing "things". I LOVE those things. A ghost that circles back and forth while singing "I Want Candy"? I love it! A turkey that moves up and down while singing "The Chicken Dance"? Too cute!!! A candy dish in the shape of a large spell book that has a cackling laugh or a couple of phrases everytime you open it? I bought 3 of them last year. I can't help myself. I will go up and down the aisles of the store, and turn on every last one of those things, and just sit there and watch them and laugh. I am also fascinated by the items that have the fiber optic lights. I could just watch those for hours.

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I love greeting cards. I will stand in that section of the store for 20 minutes, just reading the different cards. I love sending cards to people for no reason, just to say hi, or because I thought the card was funny, and thought the other person might enjoy it, too.

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I'm a sucker for gadgets. That's why I don't watch infomercials. I would be buying all that stuff all the time. It's a good thing I don't know anyone who has tupperware parties or other things like that, because I just have to have that stuff if I see it. It's a sickness. It really is.

*melts*

For those who know how to get there, you should go check out CSTL's blog.

edit: moving this to the top

"It's the thought that counts"

But if the thought says "I don't give a fuck what you like" or "I can't be bothered to actually try to personalize a gift", then what?

The whole thing of gift giving makes me think sometimes that I'm from another planet. I am not only on another page, I'm in a different book. Sometimes, cash or a gift certificate is an appropriate and thoughtful gift. Other times, it says "I couldn't be bothered to put forth any effort or time for a gift for you." What brought this up today was I received a late birthday present from a co-worker. It was a very cute picture frame. After I unwrapped it, the co-worker made the comment that she just tries to give presents that are things she would like to get. I know a few people with this philosophy. Others just buy up generic things after the stores have marked down the prices significantly, and just basically give a grab-bag item. A former co-worker had asked me once, what I would like for a present. I told her specifically what I would want. I received something completely different. She then made the comment that she just didn't think what I said was a good present. OK, if it's something I want, something I would use, why is that a bad present? *shakes head*

Some questions for you:
A co-worker has a big life event coming up. As a group, you and others are going to take up donations, give one gift, and have a card.

Do you have all employees sign the card, or only the ones who donated?

Same scenario as above, except you are going to give the cash instead of buying a present. Do you keep a list of who donates and how much? And then do you give that list to the giftee?

If you are going to give a gift, do you just decide what you are going to buy and then tell everyone how much they have to give? Or do you take up money, people giving whatever they feel like, and then make your decision based on how much money you have?


My thoughts:
If the gift is from "all your co-workers", then I would prefer to have everyone sign, regardless of whether or not they made a monetary donation.

I thought keeping a list of who gave, and how much they gave was tacky. I was horrified to learn that the giftee was given the list. Had I known this was going to happen, I wouldn't have given anything.

I think you let people give what they are comfortable giving, and then buy a gift based on total contributions.

I should be sleeping...

Do you ever have those moments when you're so bored with everything, and you don't have any new reading material, and you have stuff to do, but you don't want to do it, so you just sit in front of the computer, and wonder where the hell everyone else is? Don't these people know that they exist solely for my amusement??? What the fuck?

I have a really bad habit when I'm bored. I start talking to myself, just crazy shit. My mind just starts racing from one weird idea to another.

I wonder about really stupid stuff sometimes. Of course, right now, I can't think of any of the more entertaining thoughts I've experienced before. I have such a horrible memory. And before anyone says it, it's not because of my age. I've always had a poor memory. I am the stereotypical absent minded person who will walk into a room, and suddenly not have a clue why I did it. I do that at work quite often. I will walk out of my office, start down the hall, and then stop and ask myself where the hell am I going, anyway? I had a purpose when I got up, but what was it??? So, then I have to cover for myself, and go to the office supply closet and get a pen or something, or go upstairs and check my mailbox. Just anything. And hoping I will remember what I got up for in the first place.

I do that with blogging ideas, too. Or for posts on OT. I'll think of something that, in my mind, is clever or thought provoking or whatever, but when I finally have time to sit down and post, *poof* ! the idea is long gone. One of the more recent thoughts to go poof was I wanted to thank Monsty for her prom thread. I had a real snarky comment to make about one of the posts, but then I couldn't remember for the life of me what it was.

I was really bored tonight. All the shows I was watching have ended. Hell's Kitchen - over. Whatever the other show I was watching - over. <---See? I can't even remember what show I was watching. Damn! What reality show was on Monday nights??? Or maybe it's not over, but I just can't remember the show's title, and so I just missed it. I have been watching Design Star, but it will be over soon. A few years ago, I was watching practically every reality show that was on. I don't do that now. There's too many!!! I'm amazed at these people who can name cast members for every season. Once the season's over, I move on, and forget pretty much everything I just saw. I can't wait for Bravo to air the 2nd season of Top Chef. Does anyone know when that is supposed to start? I've been lurking on the BB basher's forum. I really don't understand the venom that some people put out, especially over people they don't even know. It really makes me wonder about human nature sometimes. Why do people feel the need to tear down other people? (I include myself in this - I can make some of the bitchiest, cruel remarks that you will ever come across.) I really don't understand the bashing that some people do. I can deal with the second guessing of the game play, and saying the players should have/could have done things differently, but the personal remarks blow me away. I need a hobby. Last year, I had started making pillows, and I had planned on making a couple of quilts - one for arkieboy, and one for me. I sketched out the plan, even bought the material for arkieboy's, and that's as far as I've gotten. I need to start cutting out the material and making the blocks, but I keep getting hung up on the basics. I can't make my pattern to cut the blocks. If I ever get it made, it will be a pretty cool looking quilt. I just have to get started. I really miss the bar. I loved getting to chat with different people. Whenever I sign on to Yahoo IM, nobody's ever on. But even if someone was on, it's not like I really have anything to talk about. "What did you do today?" I went to work, and I came home. That would be the reply for anyday. I don't go anywhere, and I don't do anything. Do you ever just have bits of songs come to mind based on something someone else says? I do that with peoples posts all the time. And sometimes with mine. Just like that last paragraph made the song She's Lump by The Presidents of the United States come to mind.

Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh,
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing pirahnas

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the one she got was sorta rotten and insane
Small things so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

When Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at sub-sonic speeds

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Is this Lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this Lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this Lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this Lump outta my head?

Meh. Could I be anymore insane? Seriously. It's 11:15, I need to go to bed, and instead I'm sitting here posting all kinds or random shit, none of which probably makes any sense.

I felt like I should update...

But I really don't have anything new going on in my life...

I had a good hair day Wednesday, which was a real bonus, because that was the day my license expired, and so I have a better photo on my DL. Turns out I didn't need all the stuff I was told I would need to renew - all of that is only if you are getting a TN DL for the 1st time.

Work has been better this month. I was given specific things to do, and I completely kicked ass on what I was asked to do.

I've lost 4 pounds this past week.

My sleep has been kind of fucked up lately. I can't stay awake while I'm sitting up downstairs, but once I go upstairs and lay down, I lay there for so long before I can fall asleep. Then when morning comes, I can't wake up.

Two differing viewpoints

Both make me want to cry, but for very different reasons.

truthformen

http://www.moonspheres.com/iam.html

this and that

--Age--
Carey told me I'm an old fart, and let's face it, Carey knows all about farts, so she must be right. *grin* I'm turning 40 in just a few days. But it doesn't bother me. Yet. I freaked out when I turned 30. Was there any particular age that bothered you? Or one that you haven't reached yet, but are dreading?

--Peep Meet--
I had a peep meet Monday night. Batts was coming through Nashville on his way to Dayton, OH, so he and I had dinner Monday night, and got to know each other. I would have never guessed that he is 47. We were talking about some of the different peeps that post on the Real World/Road Rules forum, and it's so funny how we both assume that most of the other peeps are young, but then you start to realize that there's really quite a few people who... hmmm, let's just say that are in their 30's and up. Batts wanted to guess my age, and I'm not sure if he really thought what he guessed or if he was just blowing smoke up my ass. He said I look 28. I kinda think he fudged that guess, to be nice.

--Weekend plans--
Tonight, I'm supposed to be going to the bowling alley with a couple of friends. We're not sure if we're going to bowl, or just go to the bar and have a couple of drinks. I want to go see the movie
Barnyard (or is it Barnyard Animals??). I don't care if it is a kids' movie, I think it would be frikkin hilarious. I am also going to clean this mother-fucking house if it's the last thing I do. I have to find my birth certificate, because apparently I need that to renew my driver's licensce. It doesn't say that on the renewal notice they mailed to me, but one of my co-worker's had called, and that's what she was told to bring. I thought I knew where it was, but I was wrong. I have my birth card (which is an abstract of the actual certificate), but apparently that's not good enough. Which makes no sense. What the hell is the purpose of this card, if no one will accept it? It is issued from the same place as the certifcate, so what makes the piece of paper valid but not the plastic card?

Conveniences?

Do you ever look around at the things we consider to just be modern conveniences, and wonder how in the world people lived without these things before they were invented? And the sheer genius that existed in someone to come up with this just astounds and awes me. If you read my blog, you already know that I had to do without hot water for almost two weeks. It was miserable, and I was so happy to get that resolved. It made me stop and think about how many things we take for granted. Indoor plumbing is something that we expect. I cannot fathom how people live without it. My mother grew up in rural Arkansas, and they had outhouses when she was growing up. Can you imagine needing to use the bathroom and having to walk outside of your house to another building, in the middle of the night? Or if it's winter, and there is snow and ice on the ground? And that scenario brings up another thing that is just assumed - heat. Central heat and air. Wow. I grew up without air conditioning, and lived in houses that used wood burning stoves for heat. As a matter of fact, my parents don't have air conditioning, and use a fireplace for heat, supplemented with small space heaters for the other rooms. There's just no way I would survive if I had to do that. Seriously. I cannot start a decent fire in the fireplace, I've tried. And I am so miserable in the heat.

And then I wonder about how all of this stuff works. Most of the time, I don't bother to think about it. Even when it's explained to me, I still don't get it completely. But it really is quite wonderful. I push a couple of buttons, and bam! I have cold air throughout my house, even though it's 90-100 degrees outside. I turn a faucet and I have water - hot, cold, however I want it. And I want to say that whomever invented water heaters is a genius, and deserves recognition.

Sadly, as full of admiration as I am, I cannot be bothered to do much research, and this is the extent of my googling:

"In the 1870s, Englishmen, Maughan invented the first instant water heater. Little is known about Maughan's invention, however, his invention influenced the designs of Edwin Ruud.

Edwin Ruud, a Norwegian mechanical engineer was the inventor of the automatic storage water heater in 1889. Ruud emigrated to Pittsburgh where he pioneered the early development of both residential and commercial water heaters. He founded the Ruud Manufacturing Company."

But here's to Maughan and Ruud. *raises beer*

Woo Hoo!

I have hot water! I have hot water! I have a new water heater! I have more debt! Yay me!

Good news/Bad news for Coco!

The good news: 'Harry Potter' Actor to Be Naked on Stage

The bad news: You will have to go to London to see it.

'Harry Potter' Actor to Be Naked on Stage
By KATIE FRETLAND, Associated Press Writer
LONDON - "Daniel Radcliffe will strip off his Harry Potter eyeglasses and robes for his London stage debut next year.
The 17-year-old actor, who plays the bespectacled schoolboy wizard in the Hollywood adaptations of J.K. Rowling's novels, will star as a troubled stableboy in Peter Shaffer's "Equus."
The play delves into the psyche of a boy named Alan Strang who blinds six horses with a metal spike. The production is scheduled to open next March in the West End theater district, said spokesman Peter Thompson.
"It is an extraordinary play, and he's very much looking forward to the role," Radcliffe's spokeswoman, Vanessa Davies, said Friday. "He is maturing as an actor and beginning to take on new and challenging roles."
In one scene the actor playing Strang is required to simulate sexual ecstasy while riding a horse naked. But Davies said nudity was not the focus of the play.
Richard Griffiths, who plays Harry's Uncle Vernon in the films, is lined up to play the psychiatrist who interviews the troubled youth.
Radcliffe is now filming "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix," the fifth installment in Harry's adventures, and recently finished shooting "December Boys," the story of four orphans who compete for adoption.
"Equus" opened in 1973 at London's National Theatre, before a successful run on Broadway starring Anthony Hopkins. Richard Burton starred in a 1977 film adaptation."

I suck at blow jobs.

Shots, people! I'm talking about the shot! Man, I really got wasted last night. Went out for drinks with several people from work and some of the people on the company softball team. (Explanation - originally the company sponsored a softball team that was made up of employees and family members. Now it's maybe half employees and family members and the other half is people that were recruited to play.) I don't even know for sure how much I drank. I started out with Sex on the Beach. Then I did a few shots with one of the women from the softball team. We did 3 blow job shots or maybe 4, one tequila shot, and one orgasm shot. C told me I had to do the blow job shot "the right way". But I couldn't. I could not get my mouth completely around the glass. I could get my lips around it, but I couldn't open my mouth wide enough to get the glass past my teeth. Then I had suction problems with the last two shots. LOL. I laughed so much last night. And I got groped. *grin* Of course, I also shared more than I wish I had.

I would have posted last night, but I was too drunk to even operate the computer. And I have been throwing up. I swear, I am never getting that drunk again.

Warning... this is NOT pretty

The REAL reason people leave Florida . . . . . . .


....and it ain't because of the hurricanes..........

However, this? is very pretty

Meme about books and reading

These questions were all lifted from bookingthroughthursday.blogspot.com

Do you ever reread your books?
If so, which ones? If not, why not?
Do you read the books the whole way through or pick through for favorite scenes?
What qualifies a book for the reread pile?

Do you read non-fiction books for pleasure, not counting books required for courses or for work?
If so, what areas of non-fiction interest you the most? If not, why not?
What are some of your favorite books from those areas?

What is the most pristine, perfect book in your collection? The one that looks like it's never been opened (and in fact may never have been)? Whose binding is uncracked, the corners still perfect?
Why is that book so perfect? Was it a gift? Is it a coffee table book too beautiful to use? Something you simply have no interest in and haven't bothered to open?

What is most battered book in your collection? The one with loose pages, tattered corners, and page edges so soft that there's not even a risk of paper cuts anymore?
Why is this book so tattered? Is it that you love it so much that you've read it a zillion times? Is it a reference book you've used every day for the last seven years? Something your new puppy teethed on when you weren't looking?

Which book character(s) would you...
Like to have dinner with?
Believe would be the best to help you out in a crisis?
Like to ask for an autograph?
Most identify with personally?

Oh, the emotions. I have so much I want to say, but I don't know how to say it. I don't have the words. And I feel like I've posted this same post so many times already that I'm just repeating myself. And I always seem to make it about me.

Reading the blogs the last two days. Wow. I wish I could wave a magic wand and make everything better for everyone. I just wanted to cry when I read some of the recent posts, to see the pain people are in.

I don't do good at "being there". I want to fix the problem, and then feel inadequate because I can't.

I don't even know what the purpose of this post is. I just wanted to tell you all how special you are to me.

*announcement*

I am in love/lust with Gilby Clarke.

That is all.

Adding pics:

Being a homeowner really sucks sometimes

Before I get started, yes, I'm spoiled. Yes, I know there are people in the world who are living in much worse situations than what I am about to describe. I should be grateful for what I have. And I am, really. But I.Still.Want.More!

I've been in this house going on 5 years now. I really haven't had to have a lot of stuff done, which is good. A couple of years ago, I had someone out to work on one of my central heat/air units. At that time, the guy recommended that I get ready to replace the unit he worked on, as it was very old, and would probably cost more to repair than it was worth. So last year, I decide I should go ahead and do that. I forgot which unit he worked on, and replaced the wrong one (which needed replacing, too, just not as soon). So, while I have heat for the upstairs and downstairs, I only have AC downstairs. Living in the South, AC is almost a necessity. But I know you can live without it. My parents are doing so, and they live in Arkanas, which is typically hotter and waaaay more humid than Tennessee. So, I get by with the AC downstairs and fans upstairs.

The hot water heater has acted "funny" sometimes in the past. Meaning that some days, I just wouldn't have very hot water, but the next day, everything was back to normal. I was in Arkansas this past week, and got back home on Thursday evening. When I got up Friday morning, I had no hot water. I wasn't happy about it, but thought it was just the water heater acting as it had in the past, and that it would be just fine the next morning. I took a shower in the freakin cold water (one of the quickest I've ever taken) and shampoo'd my hair. I couldn't stand the thought of sticking my head under the water a third time, so left off the conditioner. Man, was that a mistake! My hair looked like crap yesterday. When I got up this morning, I hoped for the best. Well, tough luck for me! Still no hot water. Brrrrrr! But I had to condition my hair this morning, so I toughed it out, and did it. The worst, IMO, is having the cold water run down my back. I can handle on my front side fairly well, I can suck it up and deal with it on my head, but when it runs down my back, it kills me! And because I'm such a dumb shit when it comes to managing money and credit cards, it's going to be probably the end of September before I can replace the damn thing. I do have a gift certificate (which was actually a refund of something) for a plumbing company that would probably (I'm hoping) cover making a repair, if it could be repaired. And if the plumbing company could work on this particular water heater. The reason I have my doubts about that is because when I had the food disposal replaced, the plumber signed me up for a preferred customer program with that company, which included a check of all plumbing stuff that day. He said something about not having seen a water heater like the one in my house. *shrugs*

Ah, for the good old days of apartment living, when I would just have to call over to the front office, tell them what the problem was, and it would be fixed. And I wouldn't have to miss any work because of having to wait for a plumber to show up in the 4 hour window I would be given.

Friday 5

1. From what stores is it impossible for you to emerge empty-handed?
2. Where do you go when you need to spend a little bit of make-me-feel-better money?
3. What store did you used to frequent but no longer find appealing?
4. If you opened your own retail store (not a food-service establishment), what would be its theme, name, and target clientele?
5. If you had to purchase all your friends’ gifts at one store for the rest of your life, which would you choose?

Quiz time

You Are: 50% Dog, 50% Cat

You are a nice blend of cat and dog. You're playful but not too needy. And you're friendly but careful. And while you have your moody moments, you're too happy to stay upset for long.

Are You More Cat or Dog?

You May Be a Bit Dependent...

You're more than a little preoccupied with being abandoned. You need a lot of support in your life, at all times. It's difficult for you to survive on your own... And you don't reallly think you ever could.

What Personality Disorder Are You?

You're Totally Sarcastic

You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.

How Sarcastic Are You?

Your 2006 Summer Anthem Is

Dani California by the Red Hot Chili Peppers "She's a lover, baby, and a fighter Shoulda seen it comin' when it got a little brighter With a name like "Dani California" Day was gonna come when I was gonna mourn ya A little loaded she was stealin' another breath I love my baby to death"

What's Your 2006 Summer Anthem?

this song suits my mood today

Undone
( The Guess Who )

She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late

She's come undone
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
It was too late

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
She wanted truth but all she got was lies
Came the time to realize
And it was too late

She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
Mama, it was too late

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone

Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb
Too many churches and not enough truth
Too many people and not enough eyes to see
Too many lives to lead and not enough time

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
(Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe doe un doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe)
(Doe doe-doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe doe-doe-doe)
(Doe doe-doe-doe doe doe-doe-doe doe doe)

[break]

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late

She's come undone
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
Mama, it was too late

It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undone
(No no-no-no-no-no no)
(Doe doe doe-doe)

Dakota tribal wisdom says that when you discover you are riding a dead horse, the best strategy is to dismount. However, in business we often try other strategies with dead horses, including the following:

1. Buying a stronger whip.

2. Changing riders.

3. Saying things like "This is the way we always have ridden this horse."

4. Appointing a committee to study the horse.

5. Arranging to visit other sites to see how they ride dead horses.

6. Increasing the standards to ride dead horses.

7. Appointing a tiger team to revive the dead horse.

8. Creating a training session to increase our riding ability.

9. Comparing the state of dead horses in today's environment.

10. Change the requirements declaring that "This horse is not dead."

11. Hire contractors to ride the dead horse.

12. Harnessing several dead horses together for increased speed.

13. Declaring that "No horse is too dead to beat."

14. Providing additional funding to increase the horse's performance.

15. Do a CA Study to see if contractors can ride it cheaper.

16. Purchase a product to make dead horses run faster.

17. Declare the horse is "better, faster and cheaper" dead.

18. Form a quality circle to find uses for dead horses.

19. Revisit the performance requirements for horses.

20. Say this horse was procured with cost as an independent variable.

21. Promote the dead horse to a supervisory position.

Handwriting meme (because Jen said so)

Get a piece of paper and write this sentence on it: The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. This sentence contains all the letters in the alphabet. Sign it, and then take a picture or scan it and post it in your blog.



My handwriting sucks.

Today's Friday 5

1. What would be cool “entry music” for you upon your arrival at work or school?
2. How have you personalized your personal computer?
3. If someone were trying to decide if something were written in your handwriting, what might be a giveaway?
4. If someone who loved you wanted to get a tattoo on his or her arm as a secret reminder of you, what would be a good tattoo?
5. If you were the sort to do damage to others’ property, what would your graffiti name be?

*pouts*

(The computer is working tonight - after I deleted several pictures)

I'm feeling whiney tonight. I want a real vacation. After reading all the wonderful entries about the visit to SF, and all the posts about the peep meet in Niagra, I'm feeling very envious of everyone. My vacation last month was great, spending time with my son was so wonderful, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I'm on vacation next week, and I'm going to Arkansas to spend most of the week with my son. It's his birthday, and so naturally I'm going to spend the time with him. But... {childish, whiney voice} I want a real vacation!!!!! I want to go somewhere fun! I want to do adult things while on vacation! *kicks ground* I want a fucking peep meet!!!!{/childish whiney voice}

While I'm whining and bitching about things I want, but will never have, I want someone to clean my fucking house for me! I'm too fucking lazy to do it myself, but it really needs to be done. It's not quite at the "get a shovel" level, but it's embarrassing. I need to plan a party or something to motivate me to clean it. I don't let people come over when it's bad, so maybe if I had someone coming over, I would get my ass in gear. Oh, who the fuck am I kidding? I would just cancel the visit.

I'm feeling crappy about myself because of my weight. I just can't seem to motivate myself to even begin to try anything. I have thought that maybe I would use tattoos as a motivation. For every 25 pounds I lose, more ink! *grin* Of course, then people might look at me and go "hmmm". *rolls eyes* Years ago, when I worked in one of the regional offices, the exec gave all the office staff a Zig Ziglar book for Christmas. It was all about the power of positive thinking. You know, you look yourself in the mirror and repeat your little mantra of whatever you're trying to accomplish, and it comes it true. If I tell myself 10 times every morning that I will not overeat, I will exercise, and I will lose weight, I will start to follow through and actually do it. BTW, that had to be one of the crappiest presents ever! I know the man meant well, but I don't think any of us actually appreciated it. And he paid the extra price to have them all autographed.

Have any of you seen the Julia Roberts' movie "Something to Talk About"? There's this one scene that I just love, and wish I could actually do. In the scene, Julia's character is at a Junior League meeting, and just found out that her husband had an affair with one of her friends, to help get her husband to straighten up. So Julia's character decides it's time to cut the crap, and just lay it all out on the line. All the "secrets" that everyone knows, just get them out in the open and quit the bullshit pretending. Sometimes I would love to do that. Just lay it all out there and be done with it.

Well, enough bitching and moaning for one post. Time for me to get some sleep so I can have another fun day at work tomorrow. Of course, I don't have any more pie charts to make, so it won't be all that fun. *pouts*

I?

am a total dork. I had fun at work yesterday afternoon, because I got to make pie charts. Seriously. I enjoyed it. Feel free to point and laugh.

Swami's shampoo story reminded me of this...

Reading labels is very important.

Several years ago, (when my sister was 12 or 13 maybe? - Which would have made me 22 or 23), I had purchased a bottle of Nair hair removal mousse. It really didn't work for me, so I put it in the closet of the bathroom that I shared with my sister. (Yes, I still lived with my parents at that age.) One weekend, my sister had a sleep-over with 4 or 5 of her friends. I had told my sister that she better keep her friends out of my stuff. Well, Saturday morning when they all got up, they had piled into the bathroom to do their hair and stuff. After they were finally out of there, I went into the bathroom. All my make-up, which was kept in a drawer, was scattered across the counter. This pissed me off. Then I noticed that the Nair mousse was also on the counter, with a little of the product at the tip of the nozzle, and some down the side of the can. I go to the dining room where all the girls (read brats) were sitting. I asked, quite nicely, if any of them had gotten into my stuff. They all say no, and my sister starts getting all huffy, and complaining about me accusing her friends. I said, "hey, no problem. No big deal. However, if any of you used that mousse in your hair, you may want to go wash your hair right now. That's hair removal." Loud screams and a panicked dash to the bathroom followed my annoucement. Except for Gina, one of my sister's friends. She sat at the table, with a really scared look on her face. She had just had surgery to have tubes put in her ears, and couldn't get her hair wet. She was so afraid that all her hair was going to fall off, but what was she to do? I don't remember what she ended up doing. Luckily for the girls, the Nair didn't work any better on their heads than it did on my legs. My mom and I laughed our asses off.

Of course, this still wasn't enough to teach the girls to stay out of other peoples' belongings. Later, Gina comes walking in the living room, wearing a pair of bear-feet houseshoes. I comment how cool they were, and that I had a pair just like them. She gets a funny look on her face, and leaves the room quickly. I turn to my mom, and say, "those are my shoes, aren't they?"

Taken from the Friday5 (2 weeks worth)

1. How long does it take you to get ready in the mornings for whatever you have to do on a typical day?
2. If you had to retrieve your birth certificate right now, how long would it take before you had it in hand?
3. How long would it take you, via the quickest means available, to get to the place of your birth from where you are right now?
4. How long has it been since your last visit to the dentist?
5. How long is your usual get-ready-for-bed routine?


1. When you were a kid, which crayon in your box was the most worn-down?
2. What color looks best on you?
3. You know how paint colors always have weird names like “dusk” or “morning haze?” What name for a color would be most appropriate for your bedroom? (forget about the color itself; just focus on its name, and feel free to make a name up!)
4. What food grosses you out just by its color?
5. What’s something in your life that just isn’t colorful enough?

This meme made me think of Augie

1. What is your favorite flower?
2. If you could have fresh flowers in every room of your house, what would you have and why?
3. What is your favorite floral scent?
4. Describe your dream garden!

A little of this, a little of that

Voice posts - some of you have asked about how to do those. Go to the blogger dashboard, and click the option to edit your profile. Go to the audio clip section, and click the link for the free audio clips. Follow the steps there. Basically, you sign up with a main telephone number and a pin, and then you can post audio clips from any phone. The number you call is not a toll free number, but that would be your only charge.

"Have a happy period." *rolls eyes* I'm not sure I like seeing that phrase on the product I use.

Vacation was nice. Spending time with my son was wonderful.

My home computer is still wonky. One of these days, I will get it fixed. Or maybe not. I'm thinking about having my internet service shut off, and stepping away from the computer.

Sometimes I think I choose to not be happy. I choose to isolate my self. I try to find reasons to not like people. Of course, with some people, you really don't have to look that hard. But I will find one little thing, and just blow it up out of proportion. I'm currently doing that now with someone. Almost every comment this person makes irritates me.

The latest Anita Blake novel was released yesterday. I finished it last night. I also finally got through the box of books Nookie sent me, and will be mailing those back, hopefully by this weekend. I tried to keep the books together, and away from other books loaned to me by other people, but there is one book that I'm not sure if Nookie sent it, or if I got it from a friend at work. It's not the same genre as the other books Nookie sent, so I'm thinking I accidentally put it with the others.

Update

*sings*
Vacation, all I ever wanted...

My vacation starts in around 8 hours! Yippee! I'm driving down to Arkansas tonight to pick up my son, and we're coming back to Tennessee early tomorrow morning so we can watch a skate-board and other extreme sports exhibition. Tony Hawk is scheduled to appear, and so is Shaun White.

I will probably do a few voice posts during next week, and if I get my computer fixed next week, I might be check the blogs, but probably not.

*smooches* Have a good week, everyone!

Oh, and it looks like there is a scheduled blogger outage at 8:23 am PST today. (Unless they forgot to take the note off from a different day.)

Can't get it out of my head

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears and

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
You find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between and

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on

And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Everyone knows
She's on your mind

Everone knows I'm in
Over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm over my

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

What song is stuck in your head?

It was suggested that I might want to remove this post, just in case. *grin*

Jealousy

Jealousy is an ugly thing. I'm working on not being jealous, but it's hard. *sigh*

Early birthday wishes post

I don't know if you ever read my blog anymore, but in case you do, I wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday a couple of days early. I may not be able to get to my blog on the 6th, and I wanted this here for you.

Happy Birthday, my dear friend. Even though we are no longer in touch, I still think of you often. I hope things are good with you, and I hope that you are happy and well.

*gives 38 birthday spanks and 38 birthday licks*
I'll dream of you Tuesday night.

It's an update

So, I had a pretty good weekend, if you discount almost passing out from the heat. Went to the ren. festival on Saturday. Damn, it was hot out. I had a reading with stones done. I don't truly believe in that stuff, but it's sometimes interesting, anyway. She did say a couple of things that I truly believe apply to me. Walked around for a few hours, had a beer, and then it was back to the car. This is were the almost passing out comes into play. I had to park very far away from the entrance (took almost 10-15 minutes to walk from the car to the gate). So, when it was time to leave, after I had spent 3 hours walking around, it was rough. I actually had to stop and sit down in the grass for about 10 minutes. Then when I got back up and started off again. It was taking me so long to walk back to the car, and the heat was sapping me of any energy I had. I started getting dizzy, and seeing spots. Luckily for me, this young guy was pulling out of the parking lot near where I was, and gave me a lift back to my car. It only took 2 minutes to drive to my car, but the way I was feeling, it would have took 30 minutes to walk. One of these days, maybe I will start using my brain, and not go somewhere that will require me to walk around outside when it's too hot.

Sunday, I went to the movies. I saw X-Men 3. (I looooove Hugh Jackman!) I also watched Over the Hedge. Went out to eat at Texas Roadhouse, which just opened here recently. I have finally found BBQ ribs that are worthy of the description "bone-sucking" good. The sauce they make is heavenly!!!! And the Jamaican Cowboy Margarita was quite tasty, too.

Monday, I stayed in. I had several new books, so I read and did laundry. And for the first time in a while, I folded and put away all of the laundry. Hell, I even took care of some of the laundry that's been piled up on the guest bed.

I keep waffling on taking the blog down. It's not like I ever have anything exciting to blog about. When I first started the blog, I had some issues I was dealing with, and needed the outlet. But those issues have been resolved, and I really don't feel like there's much of a purpose to this blog anymore.

I think I've decided on my next two or three tattoos. Don't know when I will be able to get them, but I'm pretty sure what they will be. I'm considering a dragon, a deer, and a smiley face. And maybe a cheetah or jaguar.

UPDATE:
Computer is still down - I'm too lazy to unhook everything and take it somewhere. I stopped by the public library to check the blogs and do this update this morning. Off to the renaissance festival now. Have a good weekend, all.

Shhh! I'm not really here...

*waves to skeerydeadguy*
*hands over the RC and peanuts*
*ponders whether or not I should say peanuts or goobers*

Since Monsty did this, I knew it was a cool thing to do. *grin*

A is for Age - 39, soon to be 40
B is for Booze - Yes, please.
C is for Career - Medicare Billing
D is for Dad’s name - Joe
E is for Essential Item to bring to a Party - My sweet charming self
F is for Favorite Songs at the Moment - Walk away
G is for Goof off thing to do - Blogging, OT
H is for Hometown - Where I grew up, or current??? Cabot if it's the first and Franklin if it's the second.
I is for Instrument you play - None now, but I did play the flute in school
J is for Jam or Jelly you like - Grape
K is for Kids - One.
L is for Living arrangement - House, all by myself
M is for Mom’s name - Lou
N is for Names of best friends -
O is for overnight hospital stays - 2
P is for Phobias - too many to list
Q is for Quote you like - always the beautiful answer that asks a more beautiful question...e.e.cummings
R is for Relationship that lasted longest - 3 years
S is for Siblings - two older brothers and one younger sister
T is for Texas, Ever been? - Yes
U is for Unique trait - none. There is nothing I can do that no one else can.
V if for Vegetable you love - Corn on the cob. And fried okra. And fried squash.
W is for Worst traits - paranoia
X - is for XRays you’ve had - not counting dental, 2 or 3
Y is for Yummy food you make - If I make it, it's not so yummy.
Z is for Zodiac sign - Leo

'Puter problems, again!

The home computer once again has a virus. My virus software says it can't delete, clean or quarantine the file. So, until I can get it somewhere and have it fixed (or I lose my temper and beat it with a sledge hammer), I will be hit and miss online. I really don't like accessing my blog from work, so updates will be very random.

I only get an hour for lunch, and will try to keep up as much as possible with OT and the blogs, but if I don't "talk" to you guys much, this is why. I would say just email me, but I can't access gmail from work.

Regional language differences

I had commented on Bob's blog regarding soda, pop, cola or coke, and just got to wondering about something. Is it a strictly southern thing to use a brand name as a generic catch-all? When I offer someone a coke, I don't necessarily mean Coca-cola, I would also be referring to Dr. Pepper, Sprite, etc. And we do it with other items. When we did the blog recipes, I had to make a concerted effort to use evaporated milk, instead of just saying Pet milk. In case that's a regional brand, PET milk is the main brand down here for evaporated milk. Growing up, it was the ONLY brand. Now most stores carry Carnation brand also, and sometimes generic. When giving my recipe for fudge, I don't say use sweetened condensed milk, I say use Eagle Brand. I ask for a Kleenex, not a tissue. I'm sure there are others, but it's such a part of every day speech, that I may not be aware that others don't use those words.

Have you ever?

So, one night last week (or the week before) I was in "the bar" with a couple of peeps, and we started trying to out-slut each other. Then I was reading in a blog just now, about how this blogger had a "whore-off" with a couple of peeps while at dinner recently. I had been thinking this would make an interesting blog entry, and if you like, you could even turn it into a drinking game. *grin* I'm going to ask several personal, intrusive questions, and if you have ever, take a drink. After you've read all the questions, perhaps you will be drunk enough to answer them here. Or maybe you won't need to be drunk.

Have you ever:

taken nude pics of yourself (or had someone else take them)?

posted nude pics of yourself on the internet?

made a sex tape?

shown your sex tape to others?

had sex in a public place?

been seen having sex in a public place (and keep going)?

taken part in a 3-some?

taken part in a more than 3-some?

had sex with someone you just met?

had cyber sex?

picked someone up in a bar for the sole purpose of having sex?

paid for sex?

been paid for sex?

masturbated while at work?

had sex at your workplace?

had sex in your boss's office?

had sex with your boss?

made out and/or had sex with someone of the same sex out of curiosity?

been tied up while having sex?

tied your partner up to have sex?

wanted to be tied up?

spanked your partner?

been spanked by your partner?

been blindfolded for sex?

eaten an ice cream sundae off of your partner's body?

used other food stuff during sex?

And if there is anything you have done, but I didn't ask about, feel free to share. *grin*
If you don't want to say specifically what you've done, tell me how many drinks you would have to take.

Noooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Say it ain't so!!!!!!!!!!!! How could this happen! *sob*

To be, or not to be...

Sensible, that is. *grin*

I just sold some stock. I know the responsible, grown-up thing to do, considering how much debt I'm in, would be to use every bit of this money to pay towards my credit cards. I will be able to completely pay off one, and could pay a nice chunk off of another one. I'm going to have to use this to pay some of my regular bills because there's just not enough paycheck to go around. But I sooooo want to get another tattoo. I am so tempted to take $200 of this money to do that. And I know it would be totally irresponsible of me to do this. I mean, I'm going to have my home phone cut off and am considering having the cable and internet shut off, too, to help ease the financial situation. Gawd, I hate being an adult sometimes.

I'm taking a week's vacation in June, and then another week in July. And it's going to totally suck because I'm not going to be able to do anything. I'm going to Arkansas the week in July because it's arkieboy's birthday, and I've taken that particular week off ever since he was born. I wanted him to come up here for one of the weeks, but he doesn't want to. So, Yay! I'll be spending a week with no a/c, no internet, no cable, and a minimum of 30 miles away from anything to do. I just hope the gas prices don't get any worse than what they are now, but I'm sure they will.

I went to the bowling alley bar last night after work. I had a new drink, but Dana couldn't remember the name of it, so if I ever go somewhere else, I won't know what to order!!! It has Parrot Bay, amaretto, cranberry juice, and pineapple juice in it. Do any of you know the name of this drink? And I am so proud of myself! While I was sitting at the bar, I actually started a conversation with the man sitting next to me. He had several tattoos, and I asked him what one was, because I really couldn't tell. So we chatted about tatts for a little while. I NEVER do that, I never start a converstation with a stranger, I'm usually too shy and self-conscious. So, that's a big deal for me.

Weekend quiz time

You Are a Blueberry Margarita

Honestly, there's no one quite like you. And believe it or not, most people think that's a bad thing! You're open, wild, friendly, wacky, and tons of fun. You have a big personality... and a big heart.

What Flavor Margarita Are You?

Swiped from HD

Your Five Variable Love Profile

Propensity for Monogamy: Your propensity for monogamy is medium. In general, you prefer to have only one love interest. But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long! There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering. Experience Level: Your experience level is medium. You probably have had a couple significant loves. And you may have even had your heart broken. But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people. Dominance: Your dominance is low. This doesn't mean you're a doormat, just balanced. You know a relationship is not about getting your way. And you love to give your sweetie a lot of freedom. Cynicism: Your cynicism is low. You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance. No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter. You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate. And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon. Independence: Your independence is medium. In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time." You usually find it easy to be part of a couple. But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.

The Five Variable Love Test

Wait, what?

I don't know if I was just naive/oblivious at first, or overly suspicious later. I had received a *smile* from this guy on the dating site. I read his profile, and while it didn't wow me, he seemed nice, and I got a chuckle from some of his answers. So, a couple of *smiles* back and forth, then he emails me. I email back, and I comment on his profile. First, let me show the part of his profile I referenced:


Describe some of the most important things in your life:
chocolate
Describe your perfect day:
eating chocolate
One final thing I'd like to mention...
i like chocolate

So, I make the comment: I thought to myself, any man who seems to like chocolate as much as you do is probably someone I would like to get to know.

He replies back: hi, id love to share my chocolate with you, do you like english chocolat,

All of a sudden, I'm not so sure we're talking about chocolate. I haven't replied back, because I'm not sure we're on the same page. How do you ask someone if they're using code without sounding overly suspicious and paranoid? Or do you keep carrying on the conversation, and end up being overly naive?

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Last week, something was said to me that really hurt my feelings. I know sometimes I can be over-sensitive, but I think this really crossed the line. My boss's husband works for the company, too. He and I go back and forth with the insults, etc all the time. I'm forever flipping him off, and telling him to "bite me". Well, we were talking about something, and he said something about how bad it is that our lives have no more meaning than I know what value codes go in form locator 43 (which is not correct, value codes go in FL 39-41, but that's neither here nor there), and he knows, well, whatever the hell it is he does. *grin* Anyway, I said thanks for telling me my life is meaningless. The next day, my boss was talking about how the other co-workers had cleared out the cubicle of the woman who just left. I said something about not getting anything. So, boss's hubby makes a crack about when I commit suicide, he wants my radio. When I commit suicide? Oh, yeah! That is sooooooo funny! NOT. I refused to speak to him the next day. Would not say a word. Would have kept it up longer, but something work related came up, and I had to talk to him. I think people that know me IRL, because I'm so sarcastic most of the time and pretty much anti-social, forget that I actually have feelings.

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I had said something to my son about finances being pretty tight, and he suggested that I take him and we just leave the country, change our names and start over. Of course, I told him that it was out of the question, and it would be very irresponsible. But you know, sometimes the thought of just running away and starting anew is tempting. *shrugs*

*temper tantrum*

(Monsty, you (and any others who find foul language offensive) may not want to read this. )


I hate my fucking computer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hate it, hate it, hate it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *kicks computer*

My computer has a CD drive, and a DVD drive. Supposedly, a person could burn CD's and DVD's with this computer. Well, I can burn the CD's but I cannot burn a fucking video onto the DVD. This is pissing me off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mother fucking computer! I fucking hate it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! First I bought a damn 25-pack of DVD+R. Tried to burn a video, and kept getting a message telling me to put a dvd in the drive. Well, the fucking disc was already there, dammit!!!! I ask one of the IT guys from work for any suggestions, and he said that it may have to do with the type of disc - that there are DVD+R and DVD-R. So, today I go and buy the smallest pack I can find (3) of a DVD-RW. It still won't fucking burn the damn fucking video, and tells me to put a disc in the fucking drive, but it's already fucking there!!!!!! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!!! Why is this damn thing not fucking working for me???
*screams*

My pegasus collection

(Click on the pictures for a larger view)
These were the beginning of my collection:

My brother and SIL had sent me money for either Christmas or my birthday one year, and I decided to buy the male figure pictured here. Then, because I have to everything in a series, I kept going back until I had them all.

These two are pewter, and a lot smaller than they appear in the picture. I bought the little one at the Ren. festival last year.


These two cross collections. They are both musical, and as you can see, the one is also a waterglobe.


Then I have these. I really don't collect stuffed animals, but I couldn't resist these.

collections

What do you collect? What made you start collecting those things? When adding to your collection, do you have a certain mental checklist of criteria that the item must meet? How many things do you have to have, before it's a "collection"?

I have a few collections. I collect cookbooks, I guess you could say I collect paperback romances, because I keep almost all of those that I buy, I also collect Pegasus items, wolf figurines, waterglobes and music boxes, and I have recently started collecting shot glasses.

This is what I have so far in my shot glass collection:



The first one (going left to right) is from BB King's in Memphis, when I went to the Memphis in May music festival last year, and met Asrai. Next is the one I picked up in Florida last year, when I went on a business trip. The third and fifth ones are from my recent trip to Texas, which was a business trip and a peep meet. The fourth one was given to me by Doomie. It says "I don't care if he calls or not". The last one is from my home state of Arkansas. On the back, it has 5 different level markers, and the directions. 1. Get favorite beverage. 2. Fill to level of favorite bloodsucker (beginning with Used car salesman, then lawyer, ex-wife, dracula, and ending at the top with Arkansas Skeeter). 3. SUCK IT DRY!

Maybe for another post, I'll do one of my other collections. If anyone's interested in seeing them, that is.

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I seem to have lost some of my sense of touch in my hands. Mostly my right hand. I can't really feel things in the fingertips of my first two fingers. I thought the loss was only in the fingertips until yesterday. I had went to the "Main Street Festival" yesterday, and had gotten something to eat from one of the food vendors. It was wrapped in foil and very hot. I was holding it and gradually became aware that it was burning my hand. Not like a serious burn, but it scared me that it took a minute or so for me to be aware of the burning feeling. Like it had to get past the first layer of skin for me to feel it. Or maybe my nerves are just slow in relaying the information? I don't know, but it worries me. I wonder if it's related to diabetes, or if this is something else. I haven't been taking my diabetes medicine like I'm supposed to, and I've quit monitoring my diet like I need to be doing. But I checked my FBS this morning, and it was only 107. According to the American Diabetes Association's website, that is still just "pre-diabetes".

Fuck this shit.

I feel like I'm back in fucking high school. People whispering behind everyone's back, trying to start shit. I didn't need this kind of shit when I was 16, and I don't fucking need it now.

I don't always state my true opinion out in the open, because as much as I may wish otherwise, I'm too insecure to do so. So, I keep it to myself for the most part, and will occasionally give voice to it to maybe one other person. I try to go by the saying of "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything."

I don't see the point in attacking people, anonymously or otherwise. Truthfully, life's too short to deal with assholes. They're not fucking worth it.

If I find someone's lifestyle and choices either offensive or just not to my liking, I distance myself from them as much as I can. Maybe I have the "head in the sand" outlook too much, but that's how I am. I don't tell people I disagree with their life, because it's their life to live how they see fit. *shrugs* As long as you're not infringing on my life, I don't really give a fuck what you do. I'm very self-centered like that.

And I am judgemental. I'll admit it. I know it's not my place to judge, but I do it anyway in some instances. In my opinion, if someone says they are not judgemental, ever, I think they're full of shit.

I wish I was ballsy enough to be more honest, but even now, typing this, I'm wavering between posting this, or moving it to my private blog, or deleting it all together.

But for now, I think I will post it. And hell, I'll leave the comments open the way I always have - blogger, other, or anonymous.

Just a quick note

My home computer is effed up, and it's not letting me read a lot of the blogs or OT. Work computer is fine, but they expect me to use it for work.

Miss you guys, and hope to get my home PC fixed soon so I can be back online in the evenings! *SMOOCH*

From "Tuesday is Chooseday"

Would you rather:

1. be stuck beside somebody with horrible body odor on a crowded subway car for 10 stops OR against someone with an obvious erection on a long elevator ride?

2. find out your parents kidnapped you when you were a baby and raised you as their own OR find out you had a twin that died at birth that they never told you about?

3. find out now that you will die exactly on your 70th birthday OR never know?

4. have regular encounters with aliens and not have any proof OR have your best friend be invisible?

Five on Friday meme

1. What are your favorite ethnic/regional cuisines (Italian, Mexican, Thai, etc.)?

2. When visit a restaurant serving that kind of food, what do you generally order?

3. Which ethnic food or dish is your favorite to make yourself?

4. If you could travel to one country or region, just to experience the food, where would you go?

5. Where would you not want to go because of the food?

My answers:
1. Thai and Mexican
2. For thai, it's always Khaeng Phed (Red Curry), with chicken and hot, unless I'm feeling brave, then I go with native. For Mexican, it depends on the restaurant. I love Chili Rellenos, but there is only one restaurant here that makes them the way I like them.
3. I'm not much of a cook, so I would have to wimp out, and say tacos.
4. Hmmm, I think Italy.
5. Vietnam. I am basing this on one visit to a Vietnamese restaurant here.

Weekend quizzes

You Are a Blue Flower

A blue flower tends to represent peace, openness, and balance. At times, you are very delicate like a cornflower. And at other times, you are wise like an iris. And more than you wish, you're a little cold, like a blue hydrangea.

What Color Flower Are You?

You Have Low Self Esteem 56% of the Time

While you sometimes feel good about yourself, you tend to struggle a little with self esteem issues. It's not about changing who you are, it's about accepting your faults. You just need to be less critical and demanding of yourself!

How is Your Self Esteem?

You Are Apple Red

You're never one to take life too seriously, and because of it, you're a ton of fun. And although you have a great sense of humor, you are never superficial. Deep and caring, you do like to get to the core of people - to understand them well. However, any probing you do is light hearted and fun, sometimes causing people to misjudge you.

What Color Red Are You?

You Are Sunrise

You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary. You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts. All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.

What Time Of Day Are You?

6 weird things meme

1. I am tongue-tied. *waves to Lightsy* I did not know this until I was 38. I just thought I had a short tongue and that's why I couldn't stick my toungue out very far.

2. I always go to the last stall when I use a public bathroom (if there is not a line). If it is already occupied, then I try to choose one that the ones on either side are unoccupied.

3. My wisdom teeth never came in. In addition, one of my other molars never came in.

4. I don't like for my food to touch other food on my plate.

5. I found my first gray hair when I was 16.

6. I can't stand to be touched by someone else's feet.

If there is anyone else who hasn't been tagged, consider yourself tagged.

OK, so the consensus is Carey is funny (and funny looking). So, I will concur that Carey is funny, except for one particular remark. And I still say that was NOT funny.

Went to Arkansas this weekend to see arkieboy and my parents. *sticks tongue out* Is my tongue bloody? I was biting it all weekend. I swear. My dad is so childish sometimes. He and arkieboy are both so, so, so.... UGH! that's what they are. Neither one of them can just shut up, and let the other have the last word, and about some of the most stupid stuff. I can't very well tell my dad to STFU. So, I bite my tongue.

Arkieboy and I went to see the movie, "Take the Lead". I was quite clever in getting arkieboy to go see that one. I was going to let him choose a movie, but when we got to the cinema (at 2:35), all the movies had already started. The next showing wasn't until 6:45. We went to a bookstore, Dairy Queen and to Wal-Mart, and killed time until 6:15. When we got there, the two starting at 6:45 were Take the Lead and Scary Movie 4. I told him we could either see TTL, or go home because I didn't want to see SM4 (and really, he didn't either), and I was not waiting around for another 30 minutes to see something else. He didn't like that too much. I pointed out that when we went to see First Descent (in December, I think), I didn't want to see that movie, but I went ahead and went with his choice. He replied that I ended up liking it. Which was just the opening I needed, and so I said, "And maybe it will work out that way this time, too". What could he say to that? Nothing, that's what. *grin* And he liked the movie. I asked him afterwards what he thought, and he wouldn't answer me. If he had hated it, he would have been sure to voice that.

Friday night, I went bowling instead of heading to Arkansas after work - the league was having a free night. Afterwards, 3 of us went into the bar. Some guy bought me a drink. He was soooooooooooooooooo not my type.

It's a blog poll

(That's P-O-L-L, not P-O-L-E)

Carey and I were having a discussion the other day, and continued it today. The question is, "Is Carey funny?"

quick update

I sent the guy an email yesterday to let him know I just didn't think we were a good match. He thanked me for my honesty, and it's done.

I sent an email to Niall, just to say hi, haven't heard back from him. *shrugs*

Still haven't contacted my friend that I haven't spoken to in a while. Things are just crazy at work, and I'm going to be out of town this weekend, but hope to get in touch with her next week.

Haven't said anything to the friend that I feel that we're drifting apart. I've talked to her, but just didn't mention how I was feeling.

Quiz time

Thought of MTW when I saw this one:

You Are 40% Selfish

In general, you are a very giving person who treats others very well. But at times, you insist on getting your way - when it matters most to you.

How Selfish Are You?

OK, I must have lied to myself on this one:

You Are a Creative Cook

Your cooking is unusual, inspired, and definitely one of a kind. People love your unique style, but you've had your share of kitchen flops. You have the makings of a cult chef. You may not cook at the Four Seasons, but you could have your own little funky cafe in San Francisco!

Are You A Good Cook?

Uh oh:

Your Famous Last Words Will Be:

"I can pass this guy."

What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?

Hmmmm,

Your Lucky Underwear is Yellow

You're an extremely happy, laid back, fun soul. And your lucky yellow underwear can help you get even more out of life. In life, you rather play than work. You're apt to quit any task that doesn't nourish your creativity and inner child. Sometimes your drive for freedom hinders your quality of life. You find it impossible to do anything unpleasant. If you want to have responsibilities and still have fun, put on your yellow underpants. They'll help you make a party out of the most mundane tasks.

What Color Is Your Lucky Underwear?

Proud of my son, angry with the ex

My ex is an ass, and my son is growing up, and becoming a man.

I let my son have the child support checks for his allowance. My ex knows this. He has asked my son for money. I guess I should say our son, but I don't want to. The ex doesn't deserve to be called a father. Seriously, what kind of man asks his 14 year old son for money, so he can buy a damned ATV? He told arkieboy that he would buy arkieboy an ATV, but that he would need help doing it, and for arkieboy to save his allowance for it. He was able to buy an ATV for himself, and then helped a friend buy the other ATV that he was going to buy for arkieboy. He plans on trading this ATV in on a new one. Arkieboy told my mother that his dad never has money for anything when he's with him, but is able to buy all kinds of stuff when he's not. He also said that his dad wastes money, and could use this money that's he's going to spend on this ATV, and help arkieboy buy school clothes. I was so proud when my mom told me this. That arkieboy said his dad should help him with things he actually needs, not just material things. Yes, his dad buys him really nice presents for his birthday and Christmas, but that's all. He will sometimes take him to a movie or the races, but after he found out that arkieboy gets the child support checks, he had the nerve to tell arkieboy that arkieboy should pay for the tickets to that kind of stuff. I hate that I picked such a poor specimen to be my child's father, because arkieboy deserves so much better, but arkieboy is turning out just fine, in spite of having that neanderthal for an example.

Reconnecting... some advice please

If you and a friend stop speaking, and you miss that friend, but you've let it go so long, and she hasn't tried to contact you, and you haven't contacted her, would you try again? Would it matter how long it's been since you spoke?

If you and another friend seem to be drifting apart, would you mention it to her? Would that seem too needy and clingy? Or would you just let it go, and mark it down to a friendship that wasn't meant to be forever?

If you had emailed casually back and forth a few times with someone that you really thought you could be good friends with (and maybe a little more), but they had not responded to your last email, would you just shrug it off, or would you attempt contact again?

If you needed more from a friendship than what you were getting, would you say anything?

I? am a perverse bitch.

That's all there is to it. I've been moaning and whining about wanting to be in a relationship, wanting to find that someone special, and bemoaning that I'll never find someone, blah, blah, blah. Last weekend, while I was online at the dating site, some guy wanted to IM with me. Normally, I act like a chicken shit, decline the invitation, and log off immediately. This time, I decided to accept, and IM'd with this guy for a while. He wanted to move over to yahoo IM, so fine, we did that. He wanted to call me on the phone, so I gave him my cell phone number. He called me, and I didn't say much. I take it by spells - sometimes you can't get me to shut up, but for the most part, I'm rather quiet. I figured I wouldn't hear from him again. I was wrong. He called me Thursday morning. I missed the call because I left my phone at home. He emailed me through the site that he had tried to call. Wanted to know if he could call me that night. He didn't call that night, but did call again Friday morning. I missed that call because I was in the shower. But I called him back, and we talked for maybe a minute or two as I was driving to work. We were both online last night, and IM'd for a while, and then he called me, and we were on the phone for almost an hour. He has called me 4 times today. He thinks we would be very compatible. He is willing to relocate. He finds me attractive. I think he's nice looking. I think he's probably a really nice guy, and would be fun to cuddle with. I want to run like hell.

squeeeeeeal!

Meet my new baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cross your fingers

Maybe, just maybe, Monday I will have a new car. It was going to cost $3500-$4000 to fix my car, and the body-shop guy recommended that I just get a different car, based on my miles. So today, I went looking at one of the local used car lots, and I think I've found one! Actually, the only reason I didn't drive it off the lot was because I need to find out from my insurance company, what full coverage is going to run me. It's a blue 2003 Chevy Cavalier.

This is what a '03 Cav looks like:















Except the one I'm looking at is a 2-door. And if I am able to get this car, then I have to figure out what to do with the Malibu. I'm sure there has to be some kind of "You-pull-it" junkyard around here that I could sell it to.