The mother and sister are in San Francisco.
It's like 30-40 degrees cooler there than here. =/
I want to be on vacation escaping the heat somewhere and enjoying myself. Instead I'm sweating balls and dealing with the most exhausting group of people I've dealt with in a while.
Mama needs a full body massage and a margarita.
I'm having a Cole Porter night. It's been too long since I've had one of these.
Tonight's offering of the usual chocolates also includes caramel and kona coffee. I might actually have one or two of these ones. Mmmmm caffeine.
Jesus. I finished my work four hours early.
I guess I'll go find someone else's fucking work to do too. -.-
Not that I don't appreciate the gifts. I'm just not a damn chocolate eater. I used to be allergic to the stuff when I was younger, and I never developed a huge craving for the stuff when the allergy went away. I'd much rather have a fresh pineapple instead. I wonder if they're in season yet.
Ermahgerd Krrrfeeeee! I didn't sleep before work today, and my thought proceess has halted without it. Mmmm sweet glorious caffeine. :)
One of my closest bizzles collects postcards. I don't get to see her very often, so I mail her postcards occasionally. I'm no good at small talk. Seriously. If a conversation is dependent on me trying to small talk, the conversation usually just dies. I suck like that. So instead of writing the usual 'I miss you (name)!' on her postcards I've started writing shitty haiku's on them. I get to be obnoxious, she gets a laugh and a postcard out of it. Win, win right?
Speaking of... it's time to write another haiku.
And I still love this damn joke. :)
A sadist, a masochist, a murderer, a necrophile, a zoophile and a pyromaniac are all sitting on a bench in a mental institution, bored out of their minds.
"How about having sex with a cat?" asked the zoophile.
"Let's have sex with the cat and then torture it," says the sadist.
"Let's have sex with the cat, torture it and then kill it," shouted the murderer.
"Let's have sex with the cat, torture it, kill it and then have sex with it again," said the necrophile.
"Let's have sex with the cat, torture it, kill it, have sex with it again and then burn it," said the pyromaniac.
Silence took over... and the masochist says:
"Meow."
10 Loaves of bread later, I don't feel any better.
I was browsing, and found a picture of a guy pitching a huge (we're talking MASSIVE) tent. I was like HOLY HELL. Then I looked at his next pic and saw it was the same thing...
..only in women's panties. O_o
I've got to say I should have known better. But I was still surprised.
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If they were pink, I might just know who.
The guy was pitching a tent of women's panties, or wearing women's panties?
He had a massive boner... the first pic was in men's under ware, but quite a few more were in women's.
I spent the majority of the day being domestic yesterday, cleaning, laundry, playing with the baby, doing dishes, cooking. It was nice. I forgot how much I miss being all housewifey. I spend way too much of my time being a corporate slave. It crushes my spirit. Oh well. Gotta work to take care of my little princess.
I made 5 cheese ravoli and garlic cheese bread for dinner. I miss making home made italian bread sticks. I'll have to do that next time. I'm not real fond of maranara unless I'm eating spaghetti, a meatball sandwich, or for the love of gawd my favorite a SPAGHETTI sandwich. *drool*
I toss my ravaoli in artichoke hearts, olive oil, parmasean cheese, and usually sun dried tomatoes, but I seem to have forgotten to buy the sun dried tomatoes. I made due by roasting some yellow cherry tomatoes in the oven and including those instead. Yuum.
I want to learn how to make home made pasta. I wonder if some day I'll ever get the opportunity to be as domestic as I want. It's hard to be all betty crocker when you work your ass off for a living. That's life right?
I honestly don't know how much more I can take.
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We could just stick to oral then.
:P
Must care for self in order to care for others well.
Just a thought... hugs
Big hugs my DP.
Hope you're okay.
Don't let anyone break you. Break their foot maybe..but don't break.
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She is! She has beautiful features. Those that make you stop, look and appreciate.
she's even more beautiful inside than out
The signal keeps booting me off. No wonder why people get pissed about paying for this shit.
I'll only be around for brief moments anyway. It's super busy tonight.
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Maybe it just hates white people.
LOL
haha You know I think I heard it yell 'FUCK YOU WHITEY!' the last time it booted me off. That's a possibility.
I'm going back to the doctor this morning. I'm so tired of doctors and specialists and feeling like crap. I wouldn't be bothering if I hadn't had what I can only refer to as an 'episode' at work last night that scared the hell out of me. The doc wants to see me within the hour because I guess it may be 'cardiac in nature'. Fun shit.
=/
I tried to share my feelings this morning about all of this with someone close to me and I was met with hostility. I didn't even get to share what had happened. Fuck that shit. Like I don't have enough stress in my life anyway.
I'm off to go see wtf is wrong with me now. Yay.
You all missed it.
I posted a picture earlier of my fugly mug. Complete with red hair and cleavage. I was looking for a pic without boobs, but the only other one I had on my phone was with a lower cut shirt on. =/ Oh well.
I'm fairly confident that only one person got to see it.
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Now if I could figure out a way to blow it up without it looking all grainy. ;p
LOL it's too tiny for that :P
I'd been tossing around the idea of coloring my hair red again, and getting it trimmed. But if I did that I wouldn't be able to donate it to locks of love next year. I can live with my natural color, it wont kill me. When I start turning gray or white then I'll dye it. They wont want old fart hair for kid wigs anyway.
That craptastic moment when you lose track of just how much sugar you've been dumping in your coffee. So you look in the trash can to assess the empty packets, and HOLY SHIT. O_O
I left my ability to think at home today.
Because I love muh Moonie! ♥
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hahah I love mah DP! ♥ You made my dreams come true! -fap fap-
I thought that was a cat on the back of his head.
Just realized it was a mullet. Ha!
Oh Mah GAWD! Its like a un-Christmas Miracle! I didn't even SEE the lil mullet.
That's because you were distracted by his little man buttcheeks. Ha
I want one!
Yeah- I came to read about the coffee on the journal post above but got lost in this.O.o Uhhh...knee pads? Yeap, he would need those with Moonie. ;)
knee pads or not, we all know she'd grind that poor little guy into a stump
haha
I forgot how much this makes me laugh. :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LArVQOr-vGU&feature=youtube_gdata_player
A salad, and a bagel with cream cheese and smoked salmon.
Oh so freaking delicious.
Oh yes, and pomegranate green tea. I can't forget that.
I want this.
Along with a down bedroom set one day. I probably wont need the down blanket in the desert, but the mattress topper and pillows would be nice.
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Nice. :)
Where in the Nine Worlds did you find this?
Ohhh I love that!
Desert?
Yessir. Sonoran desert.
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