YEAH BABY YEAH!
Ok cheesy title...but who gives a fuck right? I sure as hell don't. Me Fuckin' Canuckin's are in town now, and on their way to my trailerrific home to be fed a nice big bowl of spaghetti made by moi!
Eeeeeee im so excited it's unreal. I've seen Brian (Booboo) twice last year, and Shida came to visit me early this summer, but I haven't been able to chill with those two together in a year and a half! And finally they are gonna be here...the three of us....me + my partners in crime TOGETHER AT LAST!! Uh well It's not just the three of us. Booboo's boyfriend is with them, and Shida has her son. Her mom lives in N.C. so it's a fun trip and a visiting relatives trip all rolled into one.
We were supposed to be heading for N.C. tonight, but they decided to go ahead and get that suite at this luxury hotel so we are gonna partay! Yeah smart move...get all drunked up then have to get up at the ass crack of dawn to drive all that way. Yeah I'm S-M-R-T errr I mean SMART. Nah, not much partying going on since lil J will be with us..but will still be fun tp be able to swim in the private pool at all hours of the night, heh. Yeah I'm all about the swimming!
I've got my place all nice and tidied up, my bag is packed, got clothes all nice and clean for the poor helpless little Mr Dork while I'm gone. I'M so fuckin ready to go!
So everyone have a nice rest of the week. I'm hoping the weather won't stay yucky down there (wicked thunderstorms rolling through there this afternoon).
Oh yeah, have a good weekend...we're gonna be back sunday evening sometime.
It's a meme kinda day!
I stole this from
Miss Ann. I like doing meme's, gives people a chance to learn something about me that I might not mention in posts or whatever. So here goes.
The Meme of Threes
Things that scare me: Tornadoes, spiders, and scary drug addicted fuckheads *cough bitchacrossthestreet cough*
People who make me laugh: Shida, Mike Myers, Booboo (my gay boyfriend haha).
Things I don’t understand: Stupid people, advanced math, my husband.
Things I am doing right now: this meme, trying to motivate myself to start packing a bag and tidy up this place.
Things I can do: Make a great pot of coffee, drive my husband up the wall with my many questions and conversation starters, Sing to the kitties.
Ways to describe my personality: Friendly, Silly, and optimistic.
Things I can’t do: Plumbing, fix a car, be a total girlie girl!.
Things I think you should listen to: Good music, your instincts, and the voices in your head. Yes, yes go set that building on fire like that cute little leprechaun told you to do.
Things you should never listen to: Idiots who try to bring you down with them, People who tell you your opinions are wrong, and super religious people trying to shove that shit down your throat.
Things I’d like to learn: How to fix stuff, learn to play the guitar, and learn how to drive a car with a standard transmission.
Favorite Foods: Anything oriental, pizza, and chicken.
Beverages I drink regularly: Coffee, hot or cold tea, and pop.
TV Shows I watched as a kid: Fraggle Rock, Inspector Gadget, Loony Toons!
I am tagging:
DeniseLaurenJackiesue
Little bit of this, Little bit of that!
Ahh it's so fucking nice today...it's raining, but it's still nice. Only getting up to and staying at 71...beautiful, just fucking beautiful.
Only two more days until I'm headed for N.C., and I've got nothing packed, nothing ready at all for the trip. See, I'm the Queen Procrastinator in everything. The button fell off my favorite shorts, and I can't fix it. It's like the buttons on jeans, so there's no holes in the button, and I'm stupid when it comes to sewing and the like. Yeah, my favorite shorts...I'm pissed! Aw well, short of throwing a fit over it, what can I do? Really though, I can still wear them without the button. I realized that the zipper sorta locks up when you pull it up tight and flip the little thingamajig down, and it stays in place, so maybe I don't need to throw a fit afterall..but throwing fits is so much fun.
Well, remember all the stuff I bought for my turtle? Turns out that I just pretty much wasted 60 bucks. I did some research, and found out what kind of turtle he is. He's a Loggerhead Musk Turtle, and I actually need a big 150 gallon tank for him. There is no way I'm going to buy a HUGE ass glass tank..because I know that either I'd break it, or something else would happen to it.
On the Happy Turtle Pub forum I joined up at, they have a section of budget housing for turtles. All I need are one of those GINORMOUS rubbermaid tote containers, modify it, get a filter, put in a basking area, and then get a heat/sun lamp and I'm good to go.
I feel so bad now because the people who had this turtle before me kept him in this shitty little 10 gallon tank for about 12-13 years. Now my problem is this. He's lived in a small tank his whole life, so if I move him into the equivalent of a turtles paradise will it stress him out, or do you think he'd appreciate the extra space and all that goes with it?
Oh yeah Jane, I've been trying to comment over there all day, but your comments never let me in.
Bleh
That's how I feel.
Just haven't wanted to post on here for a couple days. Just sometimes I feel like why bother typing shit up here. I know some people like the personal journal/diary way people write in their blogs, I like it too. I guess what I mean is my life is just so boring... I almost feel like a mommy blogger, blogging about my day to day life and kids...except I don't have kids.
I talk about my kitties and my turtle though...and since I am their human momma, I am a mommy blogger *snort*.
Ok see how easily I amuse myself. I started snickering and giggling as I was typing that...and yeah my brain is mush right now.
We spent the day at our nephews new (well new for him, wife and the kids) house ripping out old panelling, putting up drywall etc. They bought dinner for us all, and once we ate ALL of us decided that there was just no way we were going back to working.
So here I am waiting for the coffee to finish perking. Gonna have some of that good ol caffeine juice and finish watching the race. They're at Bristol, my favorite track and GO TONY GO! Fuck I hope he wins....purrrr!
Turtle stuff
Remember yesterday when I was bitching about cleaning the turtle tank? Well the overall condition of the tank sucks.
Last night when Mr. Dork got home, I told him I needed to go to Pet Supplies Plus or one of the other stores, to get one of those gravel vacs to get all the shitty nasty water out of the tank. So off we went, and well we never got out of there in less than an hour. Heh, yeah there were so many things I saw that I could get.
I ended up getting a new tank (ok I really had no clue they were that inexpensive), new pump, new gravel, some various little things put in there so he could get up out of the water. I also got what I originally went there for, a gravel vac.
So today I'm going to make sure the new tank doesn't leak, then I'll get it all set up for Mr Turtley Butt (Yes, I do call him that so STFU). He'll be so happy with his new tank.
The old tank is just nasty. I'm going to try to salvage it though. It's got this nasty buildup on the inside of the glass. Looks almost like calcium buildup or something, and I need to see if I can find a cleaning solution that will get it off without me scratching the hell out of the glass.
Like I said, my in laws never really took all that good care of him. He's got this awful algae literally ATTACHED to his shell, and I don't know if that's natural, or if there is something to get rid of it. I just have no clue, so I guess I'll be doing some research on that. I just feel so bad when I look at him in that tank. I never thought I'd grow to like a damned turtle so much, but he's quite cool. I really do think he's got a bit of an attitude. I walk over to the tank to look at him and he opens his mouth up wide all threatening like, and I reach in and grab him and he turns into a big wuss! Hehehe!
Maybe when I get the new tank set up and all that I'll finally get a picture of the little fucker. Now I've got the aquarium craze and I want to go out and get more turtles, and some fish and all that. Yes we do have plans of starting up a new tank with fish and this time I promise I won't forget to feed them and let them die (OOPS). Yes I did cry, so who's the wuss now?
I Know you did.
A quick question first, to start off. Who fucking drugged me? Seriously, who?
The reason I ask is because like 90% of my housework is already done, and I'm about to finish it off soon. I gotta clean the turtle tank, then do the floors. So...who drugged me?
It's no secret that I hate cleaning...I mean I HATE it with a passion. Even more though, I hate cleaning the turtle tank. I swear it's just way too much work for this little fucker. I wish I had one of those little thingies that suck the shit out from the bottom of the tank and gravel...like
this thing right here. It would make cleaning the tank so much simpler. Maybe I should go to the pet supplies store and see if I can get what I need there.
Really, cleaning this tank isn't all that hard. Ok it's not hard at all, but it's so troublesome. I have absolutely no equipment at all so I have to put the turtle up somewhere safe (Taz has his eyes on a turtley type of meal), then carry the tank with water and all into the bathroom and slowly dump the water out so the gravel doesn't go down the drain. Then I have an old strainer that I use to clean off small amounts of the gravel, and that takes way too much time for my liking. Once I have all the gravel clean and set to the side I have to scrub the tank out. The tank looks nasty to begin with. I need to just get a new one for him. My in laws who had the turtle before we moved in here never cleaned it properly and that pisses me off, I actually feel bad for the poor little guy living in those substandard conditions.
So yeah...I cleaned and I'm about to clean the turtle tank...please don't drug me like that again, and then after I'm done, please shoot me to take me out of my misery!
Unknown Green Insect
Ok can anyone please tell me what kind of bug this is? I don't think it is a grasshopper, or a locust, but I'm thinking it's something kind of like it.
EDIT: Ok, apparently I'm a fucking tard. I just found out that this bug is in fact a Katydid.
I hate putting in titles!
Well now I'm all bummed out.
I wasn't really all that motivated to get everything done over the weekend. We did sort through a shitload of clothes, and I did all the laundry, but that's about it.
So now I'm feeling all motivated to get it all done today, but my SIL dropped off a bunch of bags of horse treat mix for me to roll and bake and they need to be done by tomorrow morning...GRRR! Now you know what's going to happen right? I'm going to make up the horse treats, bitching and moaning the whole time, then I won't be motivated to do anything around the house at all. Then the weekend will come and I'll be all motivated, but at the same time want to just hang out with the King Dork and nap, and I still won't get anything done....damn me!
I thought I was pretty productive yesterday. I don't have any fuckin clue why I woke up at 5:40 and stayed up on a damned Sunday, but I did and it kinda sucked.
Around 11:30 or so I pestered the husband to get up so we could get out and get our shopping done before the race came on.
We went shopping, got everything we needed then came home. I made cheeseburgers and pasta salad...and wanna know what I did after dinner? I fell asleep. Yup, he laid on one couch, I laid down on the other couch and we were watching a stupid movie on the comedy channel. I fell asleep before it was over and then I woke up around 11:30 or so, missing the show I wanted to watch. This is funny though, because I was wide awake. My mind was completely alert...then not even 15 minutes later (what he says) I was sound asleep again and snoring like a beast (I usually don't snore, or snore loud I should say). I slept all friggin night, and I actually feel pretty good today. Guess I must have needed that sleep.
Only thing that does suck about that? I'll either fall asleep tonight by 7 pm, or be up all damned night. I'm weird like that, my sleep gets all fucked up if I sleep more or less than I actually need in one night. It totally screws me up for a couple weeks.
Well, I'm off like a pair of shitty underpants...got stuff to do and I don't want to still be sitting here at 1:30 saying "Ok one more cigarette and I'm gonna get going".
Have a great day!
Pancakes and Packrats
Remember Friday's post? Where I was having those crazy stupid dreams? Well no more, I say! No more!
If I dream up scary shit like that when I'm hot and cranky, there's no telling what kind of horrors I could conjure up in my dreams.
Seriously though, I'm still wondering why the fuck I dreamed that. I mean, I'm the queen of weird dreams..but that was just crazy..it seemed to real. My poor mind is ruined for life because of that anorexic, bird nosed, no talent twit.
Even though it is now Sunday morning I still have not recovered from that.
The only thing that might save me now are pancakes and coffee from IHOP or Denny's
Heh, speaking of Denny's...I forgot to mention that a few weeks ago some drunk dude drove his car right through the front windows of a local Denny's. I cracked up when I heard it on the news because man, I know how the drunk munchies can get ya....but I think wanting pancakes that bad is no reason to go bursting through the front of a restaurant while still in your car.
Alright, I must have mentioned sometime before that we're still not completely unpacked and organized after moving right? Well yesterday I got the big idea to start hauling stuff into the living room to go through and possibly throw out or give it away. We got through with the closet..and the bedroom now looks like a warzone because I just tossed the stuff we don't want on the floor, and there's just a bunch of random stuff spread out over the bed.
I hope to finish it all up today so that I won't feel guilty sitting in front of the computer when there is obviously stuff that needs to be done. Most of the stuff we're going through is his...go figure. Here I thought I was the packrat...guess not.
Time for me to get some coffee going. Yeah..weird..I'm actually able to open my eyes wide enough to type, even without coffee...what's the world coming to?
Another weird dream...
Wet floor be damned!
I had to turn that stupid A/C on today otherwise I was gonna die. I can't fucking wait for fall.
My big fan burnt out, so I had no air flow (the ceiling fans don't do shit) anytime I was inside. Even outside it felt like a god damned sauna. It was nearly 90 degrees out there and no breeze.
So this afternoon around 3:30 I said screw it and turned the a/c on. I laid down on the couch and promptly fell into a nice deep cool sleep.
What I would like to know is this. Why in the hell did I dream that I was dressed in rags, yet doing coke and going clubbing with Paris Hilton? Why?
Melting Chicken Butts
Hey Y'all, remember me? Yeah I'm the poor luck girl who is now melting for lack of a working air conditioner!
Man this sucks ass bigtime. I keep escaping outside because it is actually much cooler out there, than in here.
Whenever I've been in here I've had a big fan pointed directly at me, and on high, but it's still not really doing much.
There was one fun thing about today. Playing with a dead baby chickens arse. Ack, ok that sounded awful but it's true. I wanted to cook a couple cornish hens for dinner last night, but I didn't get around to getting them prepared and in the oven..so we just went and grabbed a bite to eat somewhere.
So this morning I wanted to cook them up (hey I refuse to let thawed out meat sit in the fridge for more than a day). I took them out of the fridge, unwrapped them and OMG! Funny lookin little fuckin things. Yeah this was my first time ever cooking anything whole like that. It's always only ever been chicken breasts, legs, thighs...you know.
I turn on the water to rinse them and my finger touched this awful soft, gooey, plasticy thing and I looked, and it looked like a bunch of guts and stuff. I shrieked and dropped the damned thing right into the sink and ran out of the kitchen like a big sissy. I was gagging, and totally acting like a wimp.
After composing myself I walked back to the sink and picked it up. Fuckin hell. I'm such a retard. I guess it was just the neck and stuff in a vaccum sealed baggie. Ok, I can deal with that...yank 'em out and toss 'em (fuck that..I am not cooking that nasty mess..). I get them rinsed, all seasoned up in the pan and put them in the oven.
So, they're all cooked up great...not dry or overcooked and really juicy and tasty (yeah I snagged a leg off one). Thanks
KentuckyGurl for giving me some info about cooking these lil buggers.
Cleaning update!
Well let's see here. I nearly went for a little ride I didn't wanna go on. Through my fucking dining room floor. ARGH!
I never noticed until today that the floor was starting to rot. Seriously... I decided that today was the last day I am going to be lazy when it comes to housework, and I nearly have a true accident. WTF!
I pull out all the little tables and shit from the wall and go to sweep behind it and notice old receipts, a feather from the cat toy and a couple leaves stuck to the floor. Yeah I just cleaned it a couple weeks ago (ok ok I admit..I'm a baaad baaaaaad housekeeper...don't shoot me..I wanna be a neat freak.,..clean is nicer than messy).
So I put my foot over to scoot the papers to see if theyll move out of the day and they don't. WTF! Ok yeah my home is a bit untidy but it's so NOT dirty. When it comes to putting clean laundry away, or making the bed I'm bad...I hate doing those two chores.
I notice that this shit won't move, so I start beating it with the broom... you know, thinking well if I can't make it move maybe the angry cleaning fairy who puts power into my broom will. No such fucking luck. AARRGHH!
"WATER DAMAGE..WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?" I scream.
Ok, so I call mom, rant and bitch and get all that negative energy off my chest, tell her I love her and hang up. I walk over to the disgusting mess that is my floor and I lean down closer to it.
I start picking at the receipt and feather and it comes up from the floor. I sweep that area out and mop it really good (Gawd I love Pine Sol).
I finally get most of the mess up with the broom and mop, but there really is damage. Ok, imagine this. Me and my fat ass trying to step on this section of damaged floor. OOPS. It's so bad that even though I hardly put any weight on it, it's about to give out. I nearly put my foot through the floor that's how bad it was. Man, amI fucking pissed.
We had central air at the old place...only minor little problems with that.
Down here, we have two window units and now BOTH FUCKING LEAK.....GRRRRROWL!
I swear, right now I'm so upset about this that I'm so tempted to run around and slash down the walls with a chainsaw...ya know...all psychotic like. But...then I'd have no decent home.
Our place isn't the greatest...I'm a Trailer Park Barbie...but hey...it doesn't count..I have a double wide (hahaha).
Yeah...so um, hows the weather.
Ok haha, just being a silly shit. We're getting this stuff fixed up this weekend. After this episode, I think it's got us so freaked out that we're going to replace the floors that were just replaced last year. I cringe to think of what is growing on the water damaged wood underneath. Scary.
Super Scary!
Heh, One simple name does it all!
Mr. Dork called me about 15 minutes ago for a little chit chat.
This is what the call consisted of.
Me: Hey babe, whatcha doin?
Him: Hey, just taking a little break.
Me: Oh yeah, a break from what, standing there with your thumb up your bum? *cackle-laugh*
Him: Well on that note, I'm going back to work you hyena laugher.
Me: But...but...you love my laugh *cackle cackle* At least I don't sound like E_____.
Him: Love you, bye! *click*
Hahahahaha I love hassling him sometimes. E_____ is a lady that used to live around here and was friends with the group of people he knew. She has the MOST annoying fucking laugh ever!
The couple times I'd had the (dis)pleasure of being around this woman her god damned laugh got stuck in my head, and I could imitate it it perfectly. Yes, I put that skill to good use to drive Mr Dork nutty sometimes. Heh, I love being a pain in the ass.
Why do Mondays
Suck?
I swear, I woke up and the day just started sucking bigtime. The husband aka He Who Thinks his Shit Don't Stink got up at 7:20 a.m., and started a fuckin fuss. I had been up since 4:30. Yeah I hate waking up anywhere between 4 and 6, because when 6 rolls around and my alarm clock goes off, I always end up turning it off and falling back to sleep instantly. I hate that.
So yeah about the man. He gets up, all belligerent because I didn't get him up early enough. WHATEVER buddy! I had been repeatedly trying to wake his ass (and the rest of him as well) up every 5-10 minutes since 6:30.
So we get into a huge argument...He's about to leave... I refused to speak to him, give him a kiss or anything, but then I felt bad to keep the shitstorm going. Believe me..if it was something actually worth fighting over I'd have kept it up. I'm not one of those shrinking down in the corner, bawling like a baby sissy girls. Never have been, never will. Though I do know when to keep going, or if it's just worth more to just cut it out right then and there.
So we kissed and made up, and he went off to work.
Yeah I was still mad as a bull. I'm thinking.. Here I am, getting up at 6 every morning to make sure he doesn't sleep in. I don't have to do it, but I certainly don't feel like laying in bed trying to sleep and the alarm going off in my friggin ear (he either doesn't hear it, or chooses not to).. so I just get up, make my coffee and then wake the bear from hibernation. It's just so much easier that way.
But yeah, my point is...that I'm nice enough to do that for him, get him up, make his lunch and all....and he either A) Can't get up when I get up, or soon after, or B) Not be such an ass when he does finally get up 45 minutes later than he needs to.
He called me about an hour after getting to work and we just chit chatted..but by then I had calmed down almost completely and was fine.
The rest of the day didn't really suck any less though. It was nice and cool outside, but this place holds the heat...so in between playing on the computer I was cleaning the house and I HATE sweating. It just feels so yucky.
The heat in turn put me to sleep, and I woke up even sweatier....GRRR!
Sooo...now that everything from dinner is all cleaned up, and all that fun shit, it's time for me to go sit in front of the tv and just chill with He Who Has Made it Back into My Good Books!
Ribs and good country music!
I had fun tonight!
I got to see Carolina Rain, and JoDee Messina..for 5 bucks! They were playing at the Northwest Ohio Rib-Off at the Lucas County Fairgrounds in Maumee!
Now I'm not a huge country fan, but I do like JoDee, and what I've heard of Carolina Rain I liked..not to mention those dudes are HOT. So yeah, my fat happy ass had a blast... Also Sidelines makes the best fucking ribs...so juicy, tender, and fall off the bone goodness!
That is all...
P.S. I'm going outside to watch the sky...remember folks us in North America will be able to see the Perseid Meteor Showers!
GDF
See what Budweiser + Donna =
Ok..does anyone else start giggling like a 12 year old kid who has seen some tata's for the first time whenever they hear the words "Rib Off" ?
Apparently I have the maturity of a kid, because I start giggling everytime I hear that. Why not say Rib Cook0ff...oh no..they have to say Rib off...then I start thinking...rub off....rub one off...rub one out...you know.
Oh yeah...here for your viewing pleasure is the Puss in Potpourri.
Friday's Fab Female
Wow!
I woke up this morning, sat down at the computer to see if I had any comments..and I noticed a comment from
Denise over at
Mental Excrements that had the word FABULOUS in it. Wha..whoa...heyyy wow! I'm this
Friday's Fabulous Female.Seriously..I don't know what to say besides Thank you Denise! You really boosted my mood. I was feeling very blech. But after seeing Denise's post it brightened up my morning.
I don't really feel that I deserve this..I mean I know I am a good person and all, but there are women out there every day that are doing much more meaningful things...actually making a difference in their lives and the lives of others.
But, damn! Denise, you're pretty damn fabulous too if I may say so! Again, thanks for making me the Friday's Fab Female!
Here's the cute little button I get too.
Oh also. Jackiesue. No, my renter is not Mr Dork. I redid the little sentence about my renter in yesterdays post. I can see how you got confused. Heh...I'm such a ditzy blonde at times!
Thursday thoughts
Alright, so ya all know of my four month long problem with Vonage right? Well four months of playing phone tag with vonage tech support, I'm FINALLY getting what I wanted. A new phone adapter. Jesus, jumpin' jesus what a fuckin crapload this has been. Only now, after four months of me calling to complain about the service we're paying full price for, but only getting half the service (it cuts out for a week or so every month), they have FINALLY decided the motorola device they sent me is probably faulty. WELL DUH!
Considering that my computer is healthy and works fine, my cable modem isn't giving me problems. My internet works GREAT if Vonage is working, or if I've unplugged the vonage box, so it's definitely not the computer or my cable modem.... it's obviously the phone adapters fault.
So my big
FUCK
OFF
AND
DIE goes to Vonage!!!
So that has been my fun for the day...sheesh! Thankfully tonight is date night with Mr. Dork. We don't go anywhere really special..but it's special to us. It's our hangout, and we make it just like a date for the two of us. I enjoy it very much.
Now, regarding
Lauren, and
Jackiesues comments the other day from my
coffee post, I do like tea as well...no tea nazi here. I'm first and foremost a coffee drinker, but I love me some tea. Cold, hot, caffeinated, or not..even herbal teas.
Also, I do appreciate Mr. Dork. He is so good to me, has been the best person I could ever ask for in life. We both are guilty of being a bit thoughtless, and insensitive... but a little bit of chit chat will cure up our misunderstandings for sure. But yeah..sometimes I just need to call him a big ol oaf... heh.
Now onto something else. Will someone please go visit
This guy. He might be too drunk later on to read any comments you might leave him.
Just some silly shit.
Time flies!
I just now looked at the clock and realized it was after 4. Where the hell did today go to?
I only went back to bed this morning for about an hour...so obviously I didn't sleep the day away. It's creepy when I get in that zone where I feel like it's still 2 to 3 hours behind, thinking I've got the rest of the day to do things..then I look at the clock and realize that in fact 2 to 3 hours ahead of the time I thought it was. Blech!
So, I've been running around here trying to get stuff done, and I realized that I'd better post something before I forget about it.
In the forums I had gotten into a bit of a conversation about Cicada's. I mentioned that a lot of people mistake them for Locusts. Nah. They're not Locusts. Locusts look like a big grasshopper and they're not really all that neat. They eat crops! Was interesting because I had never seen a Cicada until last summer, let alone know what it was even.
So I caught a live Cicada last summer and I took some pictures of him. So here, to gross you out are the four pictures I took of the silly little creature.
Creamy, sweet..
Coffee Goodness!
Yes! That's right. I am talking about
Tim Hortons coffee! Being that I am a Canadian, I was practically raised on this stuff. Haha, just kidding really...but it is a major addiction with a lot of Canadians.
I just absolutely love Tim Hortons coffee so much, so that the first sip of it's hot steamy, creamy goodness is like a nice little orgasm. Yes, it is what I'd call an orgasmic coffee!
So, the Dork King called me when he was just leaving work to see if there was anything I needed at the store. I said the usual..cigarettes and maybe a Diet Dr Pepper for tomorrow. He then mentioned that he had to take the Buck Rd exit into Rossford and wanted to know if I wanted a Timmies coffee.
He actually had to ask me that? WTF is wrong with him...he knows that I, The Dork Queen am a complete JUNKIE when it comes to Timmy ho's coffee! Ok so wanna know what my reply was? Yeah whatever, I'm gonna tell you anyways.
I said "Ooooh timmies! Wow, yes, yes I think I know I want one of dem big babies" Yeah I can be quite the weirdo sometimes when I talk...but it just makes life more amusing.
Right now I'm sitting here waiting impatiently for him to get home with my coffee. Any other day I'd be thinking... "Oh man, he's coming home...damn it...gotta get off the computer I guess."
Any of you coffee drinkers have a certain favorite coffee/donut shop that you would die if you had to go without? All I can say is thankfully there are Tim Hortons down here in the USA!
P.S. If you click on the link, then you'll see a picture of a chick wearing a dorky uniform...YES I had to wear that same type of ugly fucking uniform when I worked at a Tim Hortons. Really, it's a fuckin donut shop...why couldn't they just let ya wear decent looking pair of jeans, shorts, or other type of pants, and a tim hortons logo t shirt or something. Sheesh!
YAY!
Well YAY to the fact that it's not chest muscles or anything like that. I've pinpointed the exact spot where I've got that wicked muscle ache. It's right in and around my left shoulder blade and man it fucking hurts! Yesterday the whole area hurt...my whole shoulder, up my neck etc. Today it's just in the exact spot. Not sure if I yoinked a muscle somehow or what.
And oh yeah...I AM being whiny about it... Why? Because I want to!
Please welcome..
Slightly Drunk as my newest renter.
It was hard to pick a tenant this week as I haven't been doing the Rent My Blog thing for a little while. The people who bid, I have never read their blogs. I just had to read them, and see who seemed to sit well with my mood this morning.
I just had to pick
Slightly Drunk, because after reading a few posts I just knew I had to rent to him. Family feuds, good ol sibling rivalry, uptight offended ex girlfriends and so on. It had me laughing, yet feeling his pain at the whole bit as well. Definitely one funny dude!
So go over and see him right now...click right
HERE!
Broken tits n' bits!
Ugh! I think I broke my tit! Hahaha, ok well I know you can't actually break your tit...but man my chest muscles are just frighteningly sore. I just took an Aleve, and hopefully it will relieve a bit of the ache. Maybe I slept in a weird position..who knows.
I just installed firefox and YEAH, no more IE hell. I can login to Blogger and create a new post with word wrap, AND all my formatting buttons. I'm liking this.
So yeah..broken tits and browser issues...how exciting eh. What else is exciting is realizing that I've been spelling the word Wiener wrong. I always thought it was spelled Weiner..oh well..is how that word is spelled really all that important? I don't think so, but damn that's a word that cracks me up. You can eat a wiener, you can call someone a wiener, and guys nickname their dicks wieners...how imaginative eh.
Ok ok, I'm rambling...just random little thoughts popping into my head here. But do any of you have a favorite book, or series of books that you want made into a movie? I do. Oh man, right now I'm reading the Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind... it is so awesome. I love these books. I really wish it would be made into a movie.
Most movies I've seen that are based on books aren't ever as good as the book..but there are some exceptions. Honestly, I think the LOTR trilogy was quite well done, and could watch it and read the books over and over again.
So tell me...what is your favorite book, and why it would be great as a movie. Also, if you don't wish it was made into a movie..tell me why.
Real life? What's That?
Well, real life just had to go and bite me in the ass this week. I've just been trying to concentrate more on doing outdoors stuff and keeping this damned place tidy.
Oh how I wish I could just snap my fingers and my house would be automatically clean!
Yup, that sure is one superpower I wish I had. Another superpower I wish I had would have to be the ability to fly.
I hate how long it takes to get somewhere sometimes. That long hot road trip to Florida? Hell, if I flew it would take no time. If I could fly, I would be able to fly back and forth to see my friends and family back home every day. You think a Bird Girl could fly a roundtrip of 700 miles each day? How fast do you think I'd have to go if I were to get there and back, with lots of visiting time in between trips?
Well enough of that..what got into me? Hmm maybe it's the great temperatures and fresh air. Not breathing in the same damned air for days upon days.
Oh yeah, if it were to stay around a daytime high of 75, and night time low of 60 each and every day during the summer I would be perfectly happy. That's all I ask! I should be granted such a simple wish...the nerve of Mother Nature.
Off I go back outside. It's just way too nice to be sitting inside staring at a computer screen. TGIF and have a great weekend. No, I didn't forget about you who read this, I'll try to get around to reading and commenting sometime over the weekend.
Grrrowl @ Blogger and Opera
Why is there no word wrap option in Blogger when using the Opera browser?
Before I got all my formatting buttons up there, just the basic text bar, my text was wrapping
around nicely. Now this is pissing me off. I switched browsers because I hate IE, yet I still
have to use it to be able to post properly on Blogger. GRRR!
Anyone know anything about this?
Whoa
Alrighty then. Wow!
I just logged into blogger, and now I've got all my formatting buttons above the text box like I did in IE. I am having one problem though and it is driving me nuts. I don't know how to get it to text wrap.
I can't stand typing and typing with my text going way off to the right of the text box so that the bottom scroll bar comes up. I HATE. IT!
I'm using Opera 9, can anyone help me with this?
Also...it's hotter than the
Ass Crack of Satan and my A/C just can't keep up.
