I'm on a Boat

Muthafucka.

I'm like 98% convinced T-Pain is actually a robot.

SO, I guess the Taurus is going to die in traffic with George, Moo Moo, and I in it and we're gonna go down in a fiery blaze of defeat. I don't want to complain because the only people who listen know enough to sing along.

Mom, since I know you read this, I think this site would interest you.

http://www.myspace.com/thelonelyisland Listen to Lazy Sunday.


Blah blah blah, something something something. I'm so adjective I verb nouns.

Dear Natalie and Drew, I love you eternally. Always making my day a little bit brighter.

There is Still Hope

for my Anunu.

I've been trying for so long to find a fully instrumental version of Con Te Partiro. It's gorgeous.

Why are wedding songs so sappy? I wanna boogie down the aisle.

Katie got fired :( Sucks. She was one of my favorite co-workers. Another girl I work with is likely getting fired soon. There have been complaints about her.

Plans and money and what not.

I'm sick of people judging me.

V for Ventrilo

I miss Anunu. George and I ate at my work today. Left Barb a like 50% tip.
This video is amazing. Absolutely amazing.


This is real?

C'MON BEER

Blah blah blah something about something down the yellow brick rabbit hole.

Nothing to report. Wake, work, sleeeeeeeeeeeeep, wake, work, sleep.

Went to Jeremiah's last night. Jamie was there, along with Aveana and Maya. Aveana, being the dog she is, kept licking my cleavage crack when I was low enough to the ground. She wants my bodeh, I know it. LOL.

I discovered what exactly Bourbon means while George discovered power locks.

Arrrrrriba

Getting ready for work. Hair's all did. Gotta look good on a Friday night. I switched shifts with Stephanie so I work late and she's first cut. That's fine for me. I'm gonna try to pick up a close if possible, too.

George is almost home.

I woke up to a thunderstorm challenging the house to a showdown. The star on the front of the house was rattling and smacking the house as the clouds shot bullets of rain at the windows. Never the less, the house won.

2 X 4

to the face lately.

SO, on a lighter note, it's nice and warm in here.

I was watching Secret Life while George slept. He rolled over just now and said "Can you check my credit score?"

:(

We need a new car, SOON. You know, it sucks when you finally grow up and realize that there is nobody to help you and the only person who's by your side is on the same sinking ship.

Perspectives

Justin Trnka died.

Life is so fucking short. He was 19. He was a good dude.

Sucks.

I'm not really in the mood to write.

Porpoises

Today has been a complete waste, much like yesterday. George had work, I didn't. I tried making plans, they failed. Whatever. I suppose I'll just be that old cat lady. I'm aggravated and irritable. Moo Moo and I hang out all day and do nothing. There is nothing to do. I am a leech.

Anyway, she looked really cute while she was sleeping today. She did all the filing.

My Dogs is Pooped

Working suckssssss. I'm tired when I come home and sleep to the point of oversleeping. I have off tomorrow. I'm glad.

Moo Moo is the cutest little cat ever. She's always eaten with her paws, but recently, she's been drinking with them, too.

Check her out.



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We're Nothing Short of Invincible

Bored bored bored. Off work tomorrow. Today is Diane's 44th birthday. Bret and George had a beer, and Diane came into the kitchen, looked at me, and asked if I was drunk, when I hadn't even been drinking at all. She was like, "You're cheeks are all red!" lawl. I don't drink. I'm not cool like other kiddos my age. I'm the boring one. Durr. We had a big breakfast for dinner and ice cream cake afterward. It was nice, but George was all lazy and tired the whole time.
I miss my music. I miss it so much.

I admit that I'm just a fool for you.

I feel like I've lost some of my individuality. There's nothing to stand for or rebel against. I have everything I've ever wanted, and there's nothing left to fight for. I want to fight for something. Maybe I just want to fight.

Monotany

fuck working. 6-11. i'll miss raid. have to get ready.

That's OP

Says George about every new thing he sees my computer do. Error #132 has arisen. If that's even a word. M'loves it.

It's Just Enough to Know it's There

So George is at Best Buy now hopefully buying me another hd with enough space to run wow and whatever else i'd like. I hope it's all donw by the time I come home from work at 9 tonight. I go in at 4, so I suppose I should start getting dressed. My hair is done, so i'm about half way there. I don't want to gooooo. I s'pose I should though. M'needs moneh.

I'll tell you all about Moo Moo's bad behavior last night when I got home. I wanted to give her some tranqs or something. She was so annoying. More when I'm home.

New Performance Machine

I'm posting this directly from my desktop without opening my browser. It's cool as shit. I have Vista now. It's not my favorite thing in the world, but the gadgets are impressive. I started downloading wow and the hd doesn't have enough space. I was at 93% and it stopped. Made me want to freak out. George went to bed. I have work at 4 tomorrow, so I should probably be heading to bed, too. I've just been excited to play with my new computer. I guess it'll have to wait until Jorge can fix it. :(

Houston, Nosotros Tenemos Bastante Problemas

Moo Moo has started rebelling. She's refusing to use her litter box if we don't let her out of the room. I squirt her with a water bottle this morning because she was scratching at the door, and her response was to run over to me and take the water bottle. I let her out. She's too damn smart.

Working has taken a toll on my body. I twisted my ankle funny and have two blisters on my right foot. I just come home and sleep.

I'm going to see Mica today when George gets home. That will be nice. I also want Ashley to dye my hair if she's working. This going natural thing with my hair isn't working. I really want to see how it looks healthy and a solid color that in no way resembles a pile of leaves, but I haven't the patience.

I want to see Lorelei.

I want to see Brooke.

I want to wake up and see people and things other than 13 and the inside of Friday's.

Move Your Feet, Here's Your Seat

Began working at Friday's hosting. I work with some pretty cool people. I've got all the table numbers down. It's pretty easy, but standing on my feet for 7 hours every day has killed my feet. I need to (a) get used to it or (b) get good insoles. Either way, I can see losing weight. Not being able to eat for that time, I won't be munching from boredom, and I'll actually be using muscles rather than being sedentary. George gave me a foot massage using the Business Time bar I got at Lush a few days ago. It was so great. He's at work now. I was sitting downstairs with Diane for a bit. Moo was with me, so of course I had to save her from Mow Mow over and over again. Poor wittle baby needs to learn how to fight back instead of crying for me. She's like a helpless infant that hasn't learned to speak yet. I love her and how she grips on to me when I save her. She clings to me and chirps at me and curls up next to me when I nap. I know she loves me, too. Like how when I go upstairs, she goes up the first set, waits for me on the landing, then hops up to the top, waits for me, then runs to the bedroom door chirping. It's like she is so dependent on me, and I like how it feels to be needed.

I Love This Completely

edit: No more video. Youtube fails it.
EDIT:IT'S BACK!!!!

This makes me laugh so hard every time I watch it. It's so Monty Pythonesque.

So, I gave Moo some more catnip, and once again, she went apeshit. However, this time she wasn't so cute. Instead, she wrapped herself around my arm, bit the shit out of my hand, and cut up my wrist with her rabbit like kicking of her back legs. I has ouchies.

Vortex

Moo Moo's first experience with catnip was yesterday. She was stoned. She wouldn't stand up for a while. She just kind of used her claws while laying on her side, to drag herself around the bed. It was really cute.
I have a lot of work to do around here. M'hates it.
Nothing to report. Going to see Meeshonda McSuckMaDick tomorrow :D
I really want to see my Christopher because I miss Chris hugs. They make the entire world and anything bad just go away for a second. Once when Joe and I were dating, we were at the park in Pencader at night and some crazy dude came running through the park with big swords shouting and swinging them around. It was so scary, I texted Chris, who was in the car a little away from the park, and told him to come save me.
I feel like time has just dragged me feet first into the twisting nether and spit me out, intact, with all the memories, but only a second after it dragged me in.

Can't Wait

for Brooke to get home. I need her advice about things. I want someone to talk to about planning a wedding, even just throwing ideas around. George says we'll talk about it later because there is too much to worry about right now. Gah. Waiting for one person makes me sad because I miss silly girl talk and chatting about secrets and nonsense.

Too Drunk...

Andrew went back to Alabama yesterday.
Blah Blah Blah, have to clean the desk off today, but I really want to pull all of George's things out of the closet and organize it. I'm sick of this state of confusion. Nothing has its place. I try, but when there's such a thing not being used to store things properly, there's only so much I can do. The room is never all the way clean and its getting under my skin that it rests on my shoulders alone when, yes, it's OUR room, but a lot of the things are just his. Fuck being domestic. I feel like seeing my father, but I can imagine him having a shitfit about the entire thing. Well, at least George has a better paying job and a lot more hours.

Sando and I went to the Lush grand opening party. I got and emotibomb and she got a bath ball. I was one of the first 200 people to rsvp, so I got a free huge bath ball. It was packed, but fun, except for when I snorted a bar of Too Drunk. I just wanted to smell it, and all the loose powder went up my nose. Talk about a gross nasal drip.

Ass-Backwards

is what we are. Sleep during the day, stay awake through the night. The past few days, we have stayed up all night, gone to Wawa for coffee and breakfast (a sandwich of sorts for him, grapes, cheese, and these cracker things for me) and then gone to Battery Park to just enjoy the snow and ice and water. It's been fun and very quiet. Every night, it's quiet. Every night, I glance out the window and expect there to be zombos. I know I should be more tired now, but the sun is up. My body is continuously confused.

"You're gonna love my nuts."
"Germans always make good stuff."

SlapChop and ShamWow guy. Did you know he's actively combatting Scientology? Google it.

It Never Quite Feels the Same

I've been wasting daylight just to burn the midnight oil.
Nothing exciting has happened. It's kind of a lot of the same.
Got new stuff from Naxx.
Andrew's still here. His mom kicked him out, so he'll be staying here until he goes back to Alabama. I sure don't mind him being around. He says "yes ma'am" when Diane addresses him. He's a nice guy.

lawl, check this out. http://www.65daysofstatic.com/danceparties/

The smoke alarm went off again today, for a reason none of us could figure out. There was no fire and nobody was cooking. No candles or anything were to be found. Who knows? Dino was crying because it hurt his ears and Moo hid under the bed.
I'm watching Destroyed in Seconds. It's pretty terrible how such expensive and sentimental things can literally be absolutely destroyed in the blink of an eye.
Las Vegas trip in the summer time. I'm not getting married down there, so don't worry about it.
Maybe.
:P

The 26 Letter Song

Oh wait, that's the alphabet- Andrew.

We hung out today with Bret, Kris, and Andrew in the den. They asked if I thought I could name all the states. I couldn't. I only got 43. Sorry, Wyoming. So, there's this web site full of things I love but don't need in any way. Wedding presents!

http://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=1145

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Ketchup and Pie

all over Roseanne's shirt. I remember when this show wasn't on just Nick and Nite. George and I are sitting here, not sleeping, as usual. Moo Moo may or may not be in the room. Who knows? She's a sneaky one.

"Mom, I slept with David...are you mad?"
"Where you home??"

-All human beings connect sex and love, except for men.
Except for her voice, this show is pretty fun.

George is lighter than I am, and I held my arm to his just now and said "And you think you're darker??" and he pointed to his tattoos and said "I am darker, how bout our legs, I think I'm darker there and there and there and there," pointing to his many other tattoos,"I'm pretty sure I've got more color than you." :D

There's nothing really to report, except for how much I want to be like this song.

Motion City Soundtrack - Antonia lyrics | LyricsMode.com

The Wu Tang Secret

I'll never reveal it.

Went to bed late last night. I woke up around 9 to Moo Moo smothering my face with her back end. I guess she was cold and wanted to snuggle with me, so I adjusted her so her back end was more near my shoulder and her head was below my chin. The pads on her feet were cold and so were her ears. I slept that way for a good bit more but it got really uncomfortable. I rolled over a bit more and she climbed off me and laid between me and George. I am entirely in love with her. She chirps and talks and plays like a little human with incredible climbing skills and sharp claws. Yesterday she was going crazy. Every time I moved, she pounced on me. She would sit at the door, and whenever I moved slightly, she would fly onto the bed with her big crazy eyes.

George and I were awake at like 5 am and Thrix got on Vent. We were talking to him and I asked why he was awaske at that time and he said he had to get ready for school and had extra time. I asked what time he had to be out of the house and he said 7:30. He thought it was an hour later, then there was a pause on Vent, then a very quiet, disbelieving, "What?"

Anyway, I'm off to see if the server is more stable since the patch. George said it's not, but I'll give it a go anyway.

Cats in a Paper Bag

"There will always be douchebags as far as the eye can see."
Thrix is smart.

The guy on game was a dick today to George. It's like at that wedding. A drunk gay man tried to kiss George and I jumped right in there and got him away from George. It's like grizzly bear mama, I want to dismember and devour anyone that messes with George.

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Listening to some old songs I used to listen to when I walked to school. George is in Utgarde Keep with Wendy, Will, Crut, and Algo. Moo has escaped into the rest of the house. We tried to catch her earlier, but she ran under George's dad's bed and refused to come out. Doesn't help that Calie, one of the three cats in the house, sat near her growling. Poor Moo Moo, the littlest one in the house and the nicest. She just isn't tough enough to deal with the other two and Dino, too. Dino is a big fluffy Chow that chases the cats. Mow Mow is a cat that George and his mom found out back 2 years or so ago. They had to nurse her back to health since she was just an ittle baby. Calie was a hellcat when they got her. Diane said she used to be just plain mean. Now she just growls and waddles away.

Bret and Kris have been here a lot lately. Bret is George's older brother and Kris is his longtime girlfrann. Andrew, George's friend that moved to Alabama, has also been staying here for the past week or so. I don't know how comfortable the couch in the den is, but I suppose it's comfortable enough.

It just hit 12:03. Obama finally is sworn in tomorrow, well later today. I can't wait. Time for the Bush regime to be over. And boy, oh, boy, Joe Biden isn't in little ol' Delaware anymore. He's the biggest thing to come from Delaware since the inbred DuPonts.

Well, Don't You Know?

1. If there is fire on the ground, move. If there is fire coming from the sky, move. If you are physically on fire, stop, drop, and roll.
2. Some mountains are in fact too tall to climb.
3. No-fly zones will lead to your involuntary removal from your aircraft.
4. If there is food, Moo Moo will find it, and she will eat it.
5. Vet's orders mean nothing to a cat.
6. Obama is the antichrist because Jack Van Impe says so.


I'll add more as I see things.
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So, George and I finally hit 80, and at the exact same time. We timed it because we're corny like that. We did our first 10 man raid tonight and had to deal with some douchebag new guy to the guild. He came from a hardcore raiding guild and talks like he knows everything there is to know about every class. I just wanted to tell him to shove his bow up his ass. Also, he talks about drinking and taking pills like it's the cool thing to do. We wiped on a boss and he said "time to take more pills" and George typed "hope you choke on them" but hit escape instead of sending it. Yesterday the guy was talking in guild chat about how he drank 6 bottles of sake and how "I wouldn't be surprised if I died of liver failure." He's got SO much to be proud of. Anyway, I'm ranting.

I have no idea where Moo Moo is, but I could feel her microchip when I pet her today. It was GROSS and a lot longer than I thought it would be. Speaking of microchips, Jack Van Impe informed me today that the UK will have microchipped drivers licenses by 2011, a Nobel Prize winner said that Obama will lead the New World Order,"Big Brother is here", the apocalypse of sorts will actually happen on Dec. 21, 2012, and that by buying his dvd for 24.95 he'll be able to buy his wife a decent makeup artist. Grace from Secret Life said it best- "Crazy Christian, I'm a crrrrraaaazzzzy Christian." Religious people don't bother me. Fanatics do.

Oh, I just spotted Moo. She's in a pile of stuffed animals. She's a sneaky snake. Oh, I forgot to ask, have you heard?

The bird is the word.

if you could only see.

Feline Menopause

After having been neutered, microchipped, and given her shots, you'd barely realize that Moo Moo even went to the vet. She's been attacking my hands when I try to make her a comfy place to sleep. She was tossing around her cat scooper. She's in good spirits but her body can't keep up. She's been falling all over the place and her head has been wobbling up and down, side to side. George says he can't stop laughing because he's afraid he'd cry. I know he wouldn't cry, but my big tough man has a soft spot for our furry hellion.

We had to put Moo into a large cage because she kept trying to climb everywhere and the vet said to keep her really calm and to prevent her from climbing and jumping, both of which she did within the first few moments of being home. She's crying and crying to get out of the cage, or as Thrix said,"You took my uterus out. MOOO, MOOOOO!"
Poor baby cat.

Clearnace sale

Photos as of late.

Sitting in the Chik-Fil-A drive thru, I saw this sign and thought to myself, "There is nooooo way." But, there was a way. Take a gander. I wonder how many people went into Bassett asking for a "clearnace."

Hannah spent the night a few nights ago. We haven't taken pictures together in god knows how long. It was a fun night full of rhymes, never have I ever, and stories.
I appear to have a huge head.

Not on Fire

Tis 2:04 in the a.m. but of course my computer with its ever changing clock tells me it's Sunday, January 11 at 3:34 pm. I can't seem to get it to stay on the right track. One day it's 2009, the next its 1985. George says it's because of the CMOS battery, whatever that means.

At 8 am Moo Moo is "getting her uterus ripped out" according to George. No babies, no babies, no babies, STOP! She's also getting up to date on her shots. She hasn't been allowed to eat or drink since midnight, and she hasn't. There's an upright water bowl thing that I just brought upstairs for her today that's still sitting out. I don't think she understands it. If she can't tip it over or stick her paws in to watch the water move, she just doesn't seem to care for it.

George and I have been playing wow a lot more lately after having not played for a month or more. We're almost level 80, which is the highest you can be right now in the game. He got his flying mount so he doesn't have to ride his horse everywhere, which, trust me, is a very good thing. We should start raiding with the rest of the guild soon enough. It seems like everyone passed George, our friend Thrix, and I. Thrix's real name is Alex. He lives in a sulfur town in Toronto, Canada and rides a polar bear to school. He loves Raptor Jesus and mustard. He's a really cool kid.
Moo Moo finally just fell asleep after going apeshit over everything she saw move in the past hour. I built her a little cat cave of pillows that she stared at me wide-eyed from. I've got pictures that I will put up when I find the USB cord thing. George called it by another name, but I can't remember what it was. She still has yet to actually open the door, but I took some pictures of her valiant efforts with the doorknob. She looks so peaceful sleeping with the remote control she's taken hostage. I've got to tie it back to the desk soon.

For the past two days I have been filling out job applications and bookmarking things on Craigslist to look into farther. Further, farther, whatever. George was hired as part time at Best Buy and his hours will hopefully increase over the next few weeks.

I suppose the heater has stopped working or something. It's gotten colder and colder over the last few hours and it's now down to 70.6 F in our room. It's usually around 74 or 75 with both computers running. When you step into the upstairs den, you can immediately feel the temperature difference. It's 55 F downstairs. ("That's a really short sentence.") Dino's ears are going to fall off. The smoke detectors have gone off three times tonight despite the cold. Believe me, the house is definitely not on fire.

asleep with the remote.

great escape