Her Simple Ramblings...

Thought for the day.

2007-11-15T13:45:00.000-05:00

Maybe now that I wear glasses, I won't keep bringin' home ugly men!

I am Bored!

2007-11-14T21:33:00.000-05:00

I am so fucking bored tonight. It's my day off, and I've done nothing but sit around at the computer, and watch movies. I've wanted a day to just do nothing for the longest time, but now that I've had a day like that I'm going fucking crazy.

So, I got glasses yesterday, it's amazing how much better I can see. I didn't really think I needed glasses all that badly, but wow, everything is so much sharper and clearer. The eye doc said that there's a chance of the glasses correcting my vision eventually, if I wear them all the time...that would be absolutely awesome.

Little Bits

2007-11-12T00:23:00.000-05:00

You know when you have those times that you have a hundred zillion thoughts just zooming around in your head?
Well here's a sampling of some of my hundred zillion thoughts, and believe me they are random.

If I'm such a comedy lover, why do I not have any funny movies?
I wonder if we'll get a really cool Mid - January thunderstorm like we did a few years ago.
If I woke up one day and found that I had a penis, I wouldn't play with myself, or measure it, I would instead walk over to the mirror, do a funny lil dance to see how my balls jiggled.
This is the longest I've used this purse.
Why does this fuckin' song makes me cry every time I hear it?

So yeah, very random eh, so random it would drive Bill W. to drink (After he rolled over in his grave that is).

Craptacular phones

2007-11-08T23:59:00.000-05:00

I get these urges sometimes to buy the stupidest things. I call it getting a bug up my ass.

So the other night I got a bug up my ass and wanted a new cell phone, a pay as you go service though. I went and got my new phone, got it activated, and put the unlimited text messaging on for $10 per month. All is good and well, until I realized that I hadn't even used the phone all day really and the battery was about dead. It's a Samsung SPH -m300, and I'm not sure if it's just a cheapo phone, or if the battery I got with it was fucked, so I'm going to see about getting that replaced.

So here's what happened, not even a full week after buying said phone, I realize that I'm happy enough with the phone I already had, which was the Motorola V360. Now. I have nothing bad to say about my lil moto. It gets good reception, I've finally figured out all the settings and what not, plus the battery life is a dream come true. If I don't use the phone alot for texting, or making lots of calls the battery will last more than a week, if I'm using it alot it lasts for about 4-5 days.

Now I'm regretting buying that phone...oh and now I've got to wear glasses too. In a week to 10 days when they are ready, I will officially be a Four - Eyes! That's gonna feel weird!

Mashed Potato and Gravy Thief

2007-11-02T01:22:00.000-04:00

So I get home after working a late shift, and get this giant plate of food that mom had cooked for dinner earlier in the evening. I come into my room, set the plate down on the bed, and start replying to a message someone sent me.
All of a sudden I hear this noise like an animal lapping up some kind of food or drink, I turn my head and this is what I see.

So I take the plate away, and of course I get the smug, lip-lickin haha I got your dinner mama look that only a spoiled brat of a cat can give! See?

P.S. Yes my bed is horribly unmade, I was lazy today so BAH!

I Drove It Today

2007-10-25T01:10:00.000-04:00

I got the new(er) car certified, and insured. It failed the first emissions test, but dad and I tweaked it a little bit and ran some kerosene through it with gas. I heard that the kerosene (diesel will also work) will burn off some of the carbon in the engine. I've pretty much run it empty, so tomorrow I need to pour a bottle of Penzoil Emissions Reducer into the tank and fill it with the premium gas, then I'll take the bastard car in to be e tested again. Let's hope it passes this time.

I had to get a temporary permit for the stupid car, I've been dying to drive it since I found out it was repaired. Well if it passes this e test I know I'll be happy with it. I drove from Orillia to Gravenhurst, then took the back roads up to Bracebridge, then highway back to Orillia, then back home to Washago and I only used 1/4 tank of gas. It's going to save me a shitload of money that normally would be spent on gas. The car runs pretty well.

Since my New Yorker was nicknamed The Tallywhacker, I've been trying to come up with a name for the new car. I think Spitfire will work, or Granny Spitfire. She's old, but she works and is reliable. She's got a lot of "Git Up N Go", and is a sassy lil bitch (and she's red). I think the name works well, don't you?

I think I'm going to love my new old car!!

Who Will Save Your Soul?

2007-10-19T09:51:00.000-04:00

Jewel will!! Booboo, and Marc are taking another friend, and I to see Jewel at the casino tonight. I love love love Jewel. Ok not so much her last couple albums, but her first few were absolutely awesome! She's got the voice of an angel!

I heard her first when I was 14. Actually it was a week before I turned 15. I was on my way to Montreal with my older sister Valerie, and my three nephews and the song Who Will Save Your Soul came on the radio. I totally fell in love with that song right then, right there!
Later on that month I heard that Jewel was going to be playing an outdoor festival at Molson Park (Well it used to be called Molson Park - sell out bastards), along with Gin Blossoms, Oasis, and Neil Young! I promptly went out and bought tickets for this show. And you know what, it was so worth it. This will be the third time I've seen Jewel live and I'm sure it will be just as great as the other two.

I'm about to head outside for a smoke, then start getting ready for work. Blech! Have a good one folks!

I'm Back Home!

2007-10-18T12:09:00.000-04:00

Howdy!

So after about 7 months of having my own domain and web hosting, I decided to come back here to my old home. It's just easier for me, and not to mention it's free, so I'm not paying for something I hardly use.

Things are going pretty well this week. I'm finally tackling the mound of laundry that had taken over the one side of my room, and I'm finally getting my other car fixed up (oh it better treat me good, it's costing me a lot...the fucker). Other than accidentally almost killing my cat (will talk about that another time when it doesn't make me bawl like a baby just thinking about it), things aren't too bad. I even stood up for myself this week and proud of myself for doing it.

Hmm, am I rambling much? Good, now like it! *Grin*

It's On!!

2007-03-18T21:34:00.000-04:00

It's still a work in progress, but please go to Donna Says What?

Thanks!

Leaving Blogger

2007-03-17T17:56:00.000-04:00

I don't have much to say. I'm really tired, but trying not to fall asleep yet otherwise I'll be up by 11 pm. Have had friends here, and I didn't get much sleep last night and had to be at work by 7:30 this morning. UGH. Gotta work tomorrow morning too, so I'm trying to keep myself awake until at least 8.

I bought a domain and paid for hosting, so now I just need to find someone to take pity on me enough to install wordpress and get me set up, and I'll be ready to go. I tried learning how to install it myself, would have to do it manually, and let's just say that I am one seriously confused puppy right now.

I like the sluts...uh I mean SLOTS, yeah slots!

2007-03-13T00:30:00.000-04:00

I went to Casino Rama for dinner tonight with Booboo and Marc. It wasn't all that great. They have a few restaurants in that casino, but we generally like the selection of stuff at the buffet restaurant. It used to have a huge selection of wicked good food, but now it kinda sucks.

I stuffed myself anyways, we all did. Salad, the good stuff, and the even better stuff - Dessert! Yum.
Want to know the best part of the evening? It was when I put $2o into the 2 cent slots and played almost down to my last $0.60 and then getting the bonus which gives you 15 bonus spins free. After about ten minutes of getting a shitload of bonus spins I walked out of there $30 richer. Yeah I totally rock!!

Introducing Prince the Pest.

2007-03-11T23:37:00.000-04:00

See this sweet innocent face?

Or this little bit of cuteness?

You think he's so cute eh?
Well you just don't know this cat do ya?
I think his true name is Osama Bin Kitty, because this little fucker is a terrorist! Yup, right now he's sitting here staring me down with the cutest little kitty face, just waiting for me to turn my attention onto something in another room so that he can make his move.
I would swear that this little bugger, and Taz are in fact related - long lost brothers possibly. Gosh, he's such a lil turd monkey (one of my nicknames for Prince, don't ask.) sometimes.
He's eaten nearly all of one of my plants - Taz did that. He follows me around the house mewing and yipping at me in the same manner that Taz did. He's a fucking spaz, just like Taz. Oh god help us all if I decide to go back to Ohio and these two get together. All hell will break loose!
Actually, I just had to stop typing and go investigate the mystery noises coming from the kitchen. Cute lil Prince decided to get up on the counter and swipe mom's earrings onto the floor and play hockey with them. Score he did not!

Aww hell, who am I kidding? I absolutely love it. This place is like a mini zoo because of the animals and their shenanigans, but without Coco, Pugsy (who I'm gonna murder if he doesn't stop pissing on my stuff), and Prince I'd be pretty miserable.

Blogger sucks ass X1000000000

2007-03-10T12:16:00.000-05:00

So I cleared my private data from firefox, and when I logged into blogger it made me switch to the new blogger. FUCKIN BULLSHIT! Oh I'm impatiently waiting for my credit card to arrive so I can get paid hosting and domain and move away from this Blogger bullshit.

I was going to post a couple pictures of Prince, and a light happy post, but now I'm pissed off and just want to throw the damned computer across the room. Stupid blogger! Grrrr!

So Suite

2007-03-08T23:56:00.000-05:00

Apparently I'm not as good of a hibernator as I was planning on being.
Tuesday I got a call from Booboo and Marc telling me that they had this kickass awesome suite booked at a hotel in another town not too far from here. They were inviting another couple friends over and we were just going to hang out and chill as if we were on vacation.
I had a blast! I got there and Shida Pita, and Megs were there already. The room was HUGE, it was just like a friggin apartment, and none of us felt cramped. There were restaurants close by, but we ended up just ordering in Chinese. It was really relaxing. We didn't do much of anything. We just sat around in the little living room area chit chatting, and being dorks, actually I don't even think any of us left the hotel. We really only left the room to walk the halls, or hit up the vending machines for drinks.

It definitely broke up some of the late winter boredom. I think we all need that. It wasn't as if we flew off to some tropical destination, or even went too far from home base, but it was just perfect. Exactly like I said...a mini one night vacation. It even snowed like a bitch, so we opened the curtains and pretended we were in Aspen or some other ski resort town.

When we came back to town yesterday I ended up staying over at the cottage for another night with the crew, but I was missing Prince and the dogs so I came home this morning. I came home to quite the mess. I guess Prince missed me just a little too much. He tore open a fresh bag of dog food and had it scattered all over the floor. I also had a huge bag of kitty litter leaning against my wall and he decided to slice it all to hell. I had like two buckets of fresh litter to scoop up off my carpet. Let's just say that my bedroom was destroyed. Lil' jerk! Ah well, can't hold that against him. He is spoiled rotten with tons of love and attention, and he's too cute to stay mad at. Now if only he'll stop eating my damned plants he will live a full life. Haha!

Weather Woes

2007-03-06T02:45:00.000-05:00

Right now I'm wanting to send an arctic blast of air down to KG's and Rachel's warm weather dwelling selves, because they are experiencing lovely desirable temperatures, and we're not!

It's fucking cold here. I didn't think I was living in Siberia for crying out loud. It sure feels that way. Click here to see this shit. We're under a wind chill warning, and since I'm off for the next three days I'm going to live in my sweats. I'll be sitting here trying to think of ways to bottle or box up this extreme cold and send it down to those south western people who are enjoying weather that should be MINE MINE MINE!

One Tired Pup

2007-03-05T03:39:00.000-05:00

Oh it's Monday now eh. Having a nap in the afternoon really screws with me.

I worked Saturday until 11:30 PM, came home, and had to be back into work for 7:30 AM on Sunday. That does not make for a fully functional me, not at all. I swear I was scatterbrained and accident prone all day. I don't know how many times I gave out too much change, or other stupid shit, I must have slammed my fingers in the doors, and cash drawer hundreds of times. I even had to break out the white-out for my shift report, because apparently my ability to write down simple numbers just flew out the door. Bah, I don't like days like that.

I came home and tried so really hard to stay awake, but nah forget it, I had a nap. I slept until 10:30 last night. I got up, called M, told him to come down as I was going to put some coffee on, then realized uh...gotta run to the bathroom. Yeah he ended up making the coffee for me.
At around 11:3o I was getting hungry...craving a stupid chicken sub of all things. Off we went into town to find some grub and all the sub shops are closed. WTFEVER! I keep forgetting that they're not all open until 2 or 3 AM anymore. This town sucks, full of nothing but non-night owl breeders and stupid ol blue haired/white knuckled folk. Ah well, I'd rather have a sub than a McDonalds heart attack special, I figured most other people would feel the same way, so why are all the fast food places open but the sub and soup shops closed? Especially Subway, they used to have reliable hours.

I'm off to bed, I have to work later today then I am off for three days. Hey, at least I was able to get through half my blogroll and catch up in peoples archives. Yeah I am so friggin' good eh.

Howdy

2007-03-01T15:21:00.000-05:00

Wow what a great day it has been.
I don't normally give out a lot of details about my personal life or family. Sometimes I do, but it usually depends on my mood. Today I'm in an excellent mood.

I have six sisters, and two brothers. The sisters and one brother are from my dad's previous marriage. My other brother is from my mom's previous marriage.
About 19 years ago, T (brother from dad) was in a rotten situation, he was pushed into a situation where he had to defend himself, and two people lost their lives in the process. Now before you start screaming bloody murder, let me explain. My dad's ex wife had a lot of psycho nutjobs in her family, her brother was the worst one of the bunch. He and his girlfriend (and yes even T) were into some heavy duty drugs at the time. T, let them live with him because they had nowhere else to go. Bad shit happened, things got stolen, broken, bad fight broke out and the deed was done.

Over the years T has gone through a lot of shit. 18 years in jail. Most of it was in minimum security thankfully. He has gone through so much, especially over the past 6 years. He has kicked a nasty drug habit, and pretty much turned himself around. It took a long time for all of us to truly believe that he was changing things for good, but we do believe it, we believe in him.

Today was the day that T got to regain his freedom. Today, after 19 years I got to see T truly smile.
He's going to be staying in a halfway house for a while, but it will give him a chance to get used to being on the outside.
Congratulations dude, we ALL are so proud of you for turning things around, and we love you lots and lots!

Whatever!

2007-02-23T21:18:00.000-05:00

Without me going into a lengthy, whiny post, let me just say this: I totally suck, and I'm just not in the mood to blog.
Now on a good point. I had a mystery shopper in at work, and I got a perfect score, and I won $75 out of the deal.
A bit of info: The gas shortage in Ontario is only at gas stations that get their gas from the Imperial refineries (supplying places such as Esso, Canadian Tire gas bars, and Shell), not all gas stations are going to run out of gas, so quit acting like it's the end of the world people! You'll get to drive your gas sucking SUV's ok!

Anyone that reads me, that wants to say hi, go head and e-mail me. I'm not completely anti social, I just don't feel like blogging. Luv ya's!

Blah blah blah

2007-02-14T12:43:00.000-05:00

Warning: Lots of kitty talk ahead!

I absolutely love this cat. He is just too cute. We had a little bit of chaos on the first day I brought him home. The dogs were super curious and wanted to play with Prince, and they had him cornered in the laundry room. He spazzed out on Coco, and so Coco was barking at him, which was scaring him more. Stupid me went in and got between them, and I have the claw marks on my head to prove it. I should have snapped a picture. I looked so frightful, hair all over the place and blood running down my face.
That first night he had found a spot to hide in my closet, up on top of all the hangers of clothes. I'd walk in my room calling for him, and all I'd see is a pair of glowing eyes in my closet, it was pretty cute.
By yesterday Prince has taken up squatters rights in the bathroom. He's been sitting on top of the counter by the sink, and waits for someone to come talk to him. I've tried carrying him out to the kitchen and living room, but he gets scared and wants to run back to the bathroom or my bedroom, and who can blame him. Poor lil guy!

Last night he actually stayed on the bed when Coco came into my room to lay down. I have a blanket on my floor for Coco to sleep on, because he's not able to climb up on the bed anymore. I had to hold Prince down until Coco laid down, then Prince got up, walked over to the edge of ther bed and watched to make sure that the big bad ass pooch was in fact laying down instead of stalking him, and he finally calmed down and came up to snuggle by my head.

I'm going to have to build a good big shelf to put the cat food and water up off the floor. Coco is a huge food thief. His bowl will be full, but he'll go eat Pugsy's food, then he'll walk down to my room then eat the cats food. I went out for a couple hours last night, and when I left, the cats dish was full of food, when I came home it was bare. I know Prince didn't eat all that food, so it had to have been Coco. Damn hog dog.

Still no pictures yet, I'm waiting for Prince to get more comfortable with being here, and the dogs before I start making the flashy thing go off in his face. Boy does he ever love to play though. I need to go get him some more toys. He's already ripped the ears, eyes, and nose off the little white mouse toy, and now I can't find it, so maybe he just ripped it to shreds.

Now onto other crap, today is my second anniversary, I've been an absolute emotional wreck the last few weeks, and I thought today was going to suck ass bigtime, but surprisingly I'm pretty cool. Just one thing I know is I'll never ever get married on Valentines Day ever again. That's if I ever get married again at all. I just don't want to be so bitter and bitchy as I have been. I would have loved to make my marriage work, but I'm not going to let someone walk all over me, and treat me like shit in the name of love.
We haven't talked since I told him that he might as well file for divorce, because I'm not coming back. He messaged me the other night on msn, being a dick. Last night he sent me a message that said "Was nice knowing you". I'm just ignoring it now. If he really wanted to talk, and work things out, he wouldn't keep making me feel like an asshole, and he wouldn't keep making spiteful mean comments to me then hanging up the phone, or just going offline. He'd stand up, be a man, and actually deal with it.

Well M just got here for coffee, so I'm going to go hang out, and keep my mind off shit. For all oh those who aren't bitter and angry today... Happy Valentines Day.

P.S. My friend Shida sent me a very sweet poem to my e-mail that she wrote for me. She is awesome!

A lil pussy please?

2007-02-12T11:32:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm picking up a kitty today!
I talked to my friend Shida yesterday, because her girlfriend works at a really good pet store in Barrie. I was asking her if they had kittens at the store, how much etc. She told me that they're still looking for a home for Prince (one of the kittens that her cat Nookers had). Prince is a dainty little puss, pure black, beautiful little bugger at that.
When I came back from Ohio and went to spend a weekend at Shida's place I just instantly fell in love with lil Prince. He's a loveable guy, and starts purring as soon as you pick him up. He's talkative, playful, and best of all he's still somewhat of a kitten. He's under a year old, just got neutered last week, so that's something I won't have to worry about getting done. He's good around dogs, so all of that seems just perfect to me.
So, I'm just waking myself up with some good coffee, then I'll be getting ready and heading out to go pick up kitty supplies, then go pick him up.

For some strange reason my mom doesn't like black cats, maybe she's just superstitious (did I spell that right?). I told her that she won't be able to resist Prince's charms. He is just that loveable and cute.

Soooooo, stay tuned for pictures of the new addition to my family. I am so excited. I've been having kitty withdrawals, and usually get my fix at L's house, she's got five furry friends living there.

Kitties and other yapping.

2007-02-11T13:42:00.000-05:00

I'm having a wonky kind of day. Crying because I miss Taz, Stash, and Jojo so damned bad it hurts. Ever since I was a little girl I've always had cats around. So since I left my husband, and couldn't bring my cats back with me I've missed them so bad, but I still wasn't sure if I was going back or not. That's also the reason why I haven't brought home a little baby kitty yet.

So after months of lots of deep thinking and fighting with the husband, and trying to work things out I came to the decision that it would just not ever work. No matter how much I still love him (even with the bullshit he threw at me) I just won't go back. I'm enjoying my life way too much being back here with my family, friends, and everything I've known.

Since I made that decision, I know I'll be pretty stable, so I've decided that I'm going to get a kitten. I went looking for one last week, and I found one that was up for adoption. A little black bugger that looked just like Taz (I really like black cats and tabbies). He was about 8 weeks old, but at that point I really couldn't afford the adoption fee. It was $150, and it included all his shots, and a voucher to get him neutered when he comes of age. I had only had enough money to get supplies for the kitty such as a litter box, food, dishes, and toys, so I couldn't get him. I saved a bit of cash, because if he's still available this week I'm going to adopt him.
Then there is this other cat up for adoption. He is a total sweetheart. He's black and white, medium length fur, and he's just beautiful. His name is Moo.

Well it's time for me to get ready for work, lets hope that in the last 14 hours that someone else finished chopping and scraping away at the snow/ice around the pumps. My body is just killing me!

I am a hardworking twit!

2007-02-11T02:29:00.000-05:00

Ever since the first time I got a computer, it has never been in the same room as the tv (well except for at my home in Ohio). I've had a laptop since just a couple days after Christmas, and when I've been online it has usually been in my room, or at the table at Booboo and Marc's place. Not once have I sat down and played online while watching tv, until tonight.

Today I was sitting at the table having coffee with mom, dad, and M and I had the most brilliant idea ever. Gee why don't I take the ginormous long ass phone card from mom's computer and put a shorter one on, so that I can take my lil lappy out to the couch and tap away until my heart's content...IN COMFORT!

Here I sit wearing my bleached out (thanks mom) Spongebob pajama pants, red t shirt that says "1/2 Sweet 1/2 Dangerous, and I'm wrapped in a comforter. With a full belly to boot.

Work sucked tonight, well work didn't suck, but I worked my ass off and now my body is just aching. We're supposed to keep the area around all the pumps free of snow, and apparently nobody bothered to shovel whenever there was snow and it built up to about 2 inches of packed down snow and ice. The lazy fuckers!!The boss is coming back from vacation this week, so I decided to start getting rid of the snow/ice buildup. I got most of it done, but my back started to give out by the time I was ready to shovel the chunks of it out of the way, and I had already worked almost half an hour past the end of my shift. I was one tired puppy by the time I left, and pretty fucking hungry too.
Would you believe that there is not one sub shop open after midnight in this stupid town? Before I left in January 2005 there was a Subway that was open until 2 A.M. Now? Everything is closed, even Mr. Sub which used to stay open until 3, sometimes 4 A.M. on weekends.
I didn't really want food from a burger place. I was craving a roasted chicken sub loaded with lettuce, tomato, olives, and hot peppers, instead I went to Burger King. I ended up buying enough food to feed a fucking army (ok, army of one), and guess what? I ate it all. Oh yes I did motherfucker, yum yum.

So yeah, after working hard, and freezing my butt off, I enjoyed my heart attack special from Bk, and now I'm watching the Speed channel. Only one week left until the Daytona 500. YIPPEE! I'm about ready to fall asleep, so good night people of Internetville!

Do I Really Need A Title?

2007-02-07T02:11:00.000-05:00

Remember in my last post I said something about dropping everything and just taking off somewhere?
Well tonight I've just been thinking of all the things I daydream about. Some of the things I think of are downright nutty, stupid, good, sometimes violent (normally I visualise beating the crap out of someone I'm angry with..haha), or just downright normal.

When I was 16 I was lucky enough to take a family trip to San Andres Island. It's part of Colombia, but it's off the coast of Nicaragua. I had the best time ever on that trip. The locals I met were great people, and I spent a lot of time with them.
There were a bunch of people who would roam up and down the beaches braiding peoples hair for $20 per person. I got my hair braided, and god did it ever look awful. I don't have the proper head shape to pull it off.
So back my the daydream part of this post. Ever since going on that trip one of my most favourite daydreams is where I just hop on a plane to some tropical destination, live in a little shack not far from a beach, and to make my living I'll just braid a shit load of hair.

Another daydream, or perhaps just a life dream of mine is to have a career in the travel and tourism industry. I love to travel, and to become a Destination Representative for those big vacation companies such as Air Transat Holidays, Sunquest Vacations etc, has been on my Dream Job list since my early teens.
Lately I've been thinking of this dream an awful lot. Problem is, I'm not a very academic person. I HATE being stuck in classes, which is why I still haven't got my high school diploma. Yeah, now I feel like an even bigger loser eh. But back to lately. I was checking out the course guide for the Independent Learning Centre, and it made me realize that I'm just stupid for not putting myself through a bit of hell for a year or two just to finally graduate high school.
I can do those courses through correspondence, which means I won't be stuck in classes, and I can work on each course at my own pace.

Basically I'm just so sick and tired of working in minimum wage jobs (even though I do like my current job), not making enough to get what I want out of life. As a Vacation Rep, not only would I get decent wages, but it means that travelling all over the world would be part of my job.
The sad part is, because of all the current wars and bullshit going on in this world, that the travel and tourism industry might not be all that stable...then again, who knows. I'm crazy enough that I would travel to Mexico right now in spite of all the troubles that Canadian tourists are having there (random shootings and so on), so maybe other people would travel in spite of these problems as well.
I'm just considering all the things I want to be when I grow up. Haha! I once wanted to be a top hairstylist just like my brother, but I have no patience to kiss rich bitches asses, or deal with the stupidity of some celebrities. Another of my dream jobs is to be a driver, specifically a truck driver. I LOVE to drive, so what better way to make money than to do something I like doing?

See, I'm in a bit of a reflective mood tonight (uh-huh what else is new), and these are just some of the things going through my mind.

What are some of your dreams, what do you want out of life?

I've Got lots of Cheese to go with My Whine

2007-02-01T23:38:00.000-05:00

Do you ever wish you could just drop what you're doing, pack a suitcase and just drive to some random town, city, province (or state) and just start over?

Sometimes I just wish I didn't know anyone, or have any ties to this town, or people from my past. I just want to drop what I'm doing and get in my car and drive to the most random town, city, province (or state), and stay there.
It's actually something I crave on a daily basis, and yet I just can't let myself do it.
What is stopping me? I have no debt, I don't have any children, or animals that I am responsible for (though I sure would miss seeing Coco, and Pugsy).
I think what is making me stay in this town and try to be stable is the fact that I'm still married. And even though we're separated (literally - as in two different countries), and we're at that point where we're about to tell each other to fuck off.

When we got married I was so optimistic and happy about the way my life was going. I wonder if I went into it with too many expectations. I am horrible for that. I had expectations, and assumed that everything was going to be a bowl of cute lil rosy red cherries. Boy was I ever wrong.
I know that all relationships have problems. I understand that, and I put aside my anger, and upset whenever he would do something stupid, get pissed off at me for no reason, or just generally make me feel like shit. I did that just so that I wouldn't become one of those whiny, or bitchy for no reason, nag type of woman. Finally it turned me into what I never wanted to be.

I still don't understand it all, and probably never will. I have thought about things until my head felt like it was going to burst. I would just like to know how to get past this without compromising myself, and what I stand for.

A special Message

2007-01-29T00:31:00.000-05:00

This post exists for one reason, and one reason only!
And that is to....

Wish a very wonderful woman a very happy birthday...sooo...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREN!!! Love ya sweet pea! You are one awesome chick, and I'm glad in this almost full year of my blogging, that I got to make friends with you!!

Wow, a new post? I can't believe it!

2007-01-27T13:34:00.000-05:00

Yeah, I know I suck for updating, but, well that's life I guess.
Not much is new, pretty much the same ol same ol. Work, come home or go to Booboo and Marc's.

They are kidnapping me for this whole week, well I guess it's not kidnapping since I am driving myself to their place, and I am going voluntarily. We're going to try a week of the cabbage soup diet, and well I'm scared. Cabbage makes ya gassy right? Well let's just hope that none of us will finish with a Symphony of Farts then decide to light a cigarette. One minute we'll all be smiling and laughing, and the next....KABOOM up goes the cottage, and half the neighbourhood. Heh. Yeah I've got a sick sense of humour and that thought has been cracking me up ever since we talked about the damned diet.

My friend M just got his license back, and got his car on the road so I will no longer be driving him around. I think I enjoy his company too much, so that does sort of suck, oh well he only lives a few doors down so we'll still hang out.

This is my last week living rent free. I know I wasn't paying much to begin with, but for the month of January I didn't have to pay, just make an effort to keep my bedroom clean, and I have held up my end of the bargain. Actually it feels good to leave home with a clean bedroom, so that when I do come home I have nothing to do. Just time to relax.
I've completely paid my mom back for the car, and the little bit I owed for the laptop, so now my only debt is paying off a friend for my cell phone, and the actual cell phone bill.
When I got the cell phone I was on the pay as you go system. Last month I must have spent $90 just to keep minutes on my phone, and the plans were cheaper, so I switched. On this plan I can't remember how many daytime minutes I have, but I have unlimited nights and weekends, 100 text messages, and unlimited walkie talkie (which I hardly use anyway - but good for yapping with a few people during the day and not racking up the minutes).

Now in other news, well Thursday I actually went to work with the biggest hangover EVER! And survived the whole shift. Wednesday night I was driving around town, and drove by one of my sisters old house. Then I thought "DUH S and V (another two sisters) live in Barrie. I should see what they're up to." So I called them, they were home so I decided to take a drive down and visit. They are hardcore drinkers, gotta keep with the family tradition right. So when I got there I wasn't planning on drinking, but they had beer and whiskey, so I just couldn't pass on that.
Needless to say the next day I couldn't even keep water down. I was tossin my cookies left right and center, but thankfully a couple hours into my shift I started to feel better. THANK GAWD!

Oh yeah... it's fucking cold out *exaggerated shiver* Ok yup, please smack me for that. I just made myself roll my eyes!

Thank you Mr and Mrs Obvious

2007-01-21T03:07:00.000-05:00

Where I work I'm lucky to have a boss that isn't a fire breathing rule/policy nazi like some of the people I have worked for. If a customer comes in and is acting like a jerk, I do not have to kiss his ass. The boss encourages us to tell 'em off. Man, you know I gotta love that. No more ass kissing to rude bastards.
Even though we don't have to kiss ass, we do have to follow the whole Greet your customer, be nice to your customer stuff which is cool with me, because when I go into a store I like a little hello how are you action as I'm forking over my hard earned cash.
But oh for the love of all that is right in this world, when I ask customers how they are doing, and each and every friggin one of them answers with "Cold" followed by an exaggerated shiver, it makes me want to claw my eyes out. OF COURSE IT'S COLD, it's -25C, ya big dummy, geez how obvious was that observation. Now I can't cop attitude with customers over something silly like this, but man I think I gave my eyeballs RSI from rolling them so much tonight.

So, how am I doing? I'm COLD, haha. Yeah and now I'm telling myself to fuck off. Sad thing is, it is cold enough to make me whine about it. My solution? To get home ASAP, get into a nice comfy sweatshirt, jammie pants, and my newest pair of big oversized, comfy knitted socks.
Now I'm sure in the past I have mentioned that I hate wearing socks and shoes, I'm a flip flop or barefoot type of person, but in the winter when the temps go below freezing is when I love wearing socks. No, not just any socks, not any store bought socks. Those just won't do. These socks, are made by my mama!
Seriously, my mother knits and crochets the best socks ever. The newest pair are the ones I begged her to make me for weeks after I saw the pair she made for my dad. I don't know why I love them so much, but I do. They are big, no huge, thick, and are this ugly dark military green colour. I wish I had my camera right close, I'd post a picture because they are UGLY.

Well that is all. Yup, I read the paper, and had so many good ideas for posts, but they are all long since forgotten. Good night.

Yeah, Not much around here.

2007-01-17T02:04:00.000-05:00

I have been in quite the awful mood lately, don't feel much like posting, but I've been keeping an eye on peoples blogs, so I'm not completely ignoring any of you who read me, or that I have on blogroll.
If you notice a Canadian ip address in your stats going through archives and reading for an hour or more, it just might be me trying to catch up on what's been happening for the last few months. I'm a dork like that. So it's not some crazy snowbound Canuck (ok, well, shut up!) stalker (I am so not the stalkin' type. I'm a hermit remember). Alright?

Ok,I'm off to read more blogs. Oh yeah, Coco, and Pugsy are doing good, and the last I heard was that Jojo, Stash, and Taz are doing great (oh man I miss them terribly). Apparently Taz is a nice big solid 16 lb beast. Not fat, just pure solid kitty.
Well there I go getting bummed out again, I wish I could go get my cats and bring them here, but knowing my luck Mr Dork would have me charged or something. Ass!

Rudely Awakened

2007-01-12T08:37:00.000-05:00

Jeanet (nobody we know online here) you are nothing but a big, dumb, ugly CUNT! Got it? Good.

Leave my family alone, more to the point...leave my father alone.
Yes he was going to move in with you, him and mom were having problems, but they worked it out. He came back to Ontario. That should tell you something right there. The fact that he didn't come back to you in Nova Scotia should tell you a fucking lot. Stupid bitch!

You have called here so many times, gotten others to call here so many times, even our own relatives from down there have called on your behalf....you, and them get the same reply from all of us. BACK the fuck off, and quit calling. Even he has told you and your fucking cronies to quit calling, he has even told his own neice to fuck off and quit calling on your behalf, so get a clue.

You really pissed me off this morning. I'm sick, bitchy, not to mention, I am PMS'ing, so I'm not a happy camper to begin with. You woke me up. No, oh no, you couldn't let the phone ring just three or four times, you had to let it ring a total of 15 fucking times,then when you heard it was me answering the phone you hung up.
I waited about twenty minutes to get some coffee into me before I considered what to do. I decided to call you back. Oh I wanted to be some nasty and mean to you, but I decided just to tell you that my parents renewed their vows and are on a second honeymoon. Immature? Yes, I will admit I have quite the childish streak in me when I'm pissed off, but oh did it ever make me feel good to tell you that.

Just know Jeanet, that if the next time I'm in NS, and I see you, I will spit in your face. To me, that is the most disgusting, and insulting thing to do to a person, but you deserve it.
Oh yeah (some more immaturity here).
You really do sound like a dozy, stupid bitch!

So...

2007-01-11T10:55:00.000-05:00

Yeah, I totally suck.
I get so many ideas for stuff to blog about, and when I get to the computer, I completely forget about it. Usually my ideas fly wild when I'm at work and reading the paper in between cashing out customers.

I'm sick, it really sucks. My throat isn't sore anymore, but the chest and sinus congestion is just unreal. I would just love to crawl back into bed and stay drugged up, but I can't. I have to work a half shift today, and all the cold meds in the cabinet are expired, and I'm picky about expiration dates on anything.

Tomorrow I have an appointment at the Cardiology department in the hospital. For the last two years i've been having strange chest pains. They come and go so fast, but because I'm a fatass and I smoke, it worries me. I already had to cut down on stimulants (caffeine and nicotine, yet I'm still smoking like a trooper - bad bad Donna). They're going to have me wear an event monitor for a week, so maybe now we'll find out if I really do have a heart problem, or if I'm just full of bad gas HAHA! I'm just hoping it's nothing major. I haven't been the greatest with taking care of my health. I want to get a handle on things. If there is anything wrong with me at all I want it taken care of, and I want to keep on top of this stuff.

In a perfect world, I would wake up tomorrow thin and fit, without any addictions to cigarettes or coffee, but realistically I know that goal is going to take a long fucking time to do it. I enjoy smoking and drinking coffee, but I do not enjoy the stink from the cigarettes, or the health risks smoking creates. I see my mom who is not even 60 yet, and is on oxygen, and shit it scares me. My grandmother on my mom's side was a heavy smoker and drinker. She had something like 5 heart attacks, and the last one killed her. She died on her 70th birthday.
See, I think of all this stuff constantly, it scares me, and I know I need to quit smoking and get in better shape, but I just don't know what to do, where to start. It so completely overwhelms me, that I just tend to say fuck it and go on with things the way they are.
It's times like this that I wish prayer would help, because oh then I would pray....on my knees even.

Have a good day!

Yippee, it's working now.

2007-01-09T09:02:00.000-05:00

Well as you can see, my new template is up and running.

Elyse is absolutely awesome. After all my pissing and moaning about not being able to find a template that fit my wants, she went and made a blogger template just for me. Gawd I feel so absolutely spoiled you know. Her work is beautiful, and I'll definitely consider getting her to make me another one when I get on my own domain and hosting.

Gosh darn it I feel so purty now!

So last night I went to my friends place, and hooked my laptop into his network and snagged a shitload of music from him. Awesome stuff too, lots of classic rock. It was nearly 2 gb worth, so now I'm all set for pure listening pleasure. Of course I'm still in bed, with the tunes on happily typing away. This hermit..ok well half hermit because I was a bit sociable yesterday is quite good for me. I haven't felt this relaxed in ages.

Hi my name is Donna

2007-01-08T00:46:00.000-05:00

And I am a hermit.

I am also enjoying being a hermit. Well at least for today I am.
I'm off work until Wednesday, and since it's been a long time since I've just stayed home and done nothing I figured this would be a perfect time for it.
So far today I have left this bedroom only to get something to eat or drink, or bathroom breaks. I'm just sitting on or laying in the bed with the laptop, coffee/pop, cigarettes, and the phone (which I am not answering, just nosy and want to see who is calling).
Since getting my car I've hardly been at home at all, and most of December was spent at the cottage with Booboo and Marc. Don't get me wrong, I love being around people, especially good friends, but sometimes I just don't want to be bothered with anyone or anything. I even start getting cranky if I have to be around people during these times. Hell, I even told my parents to just forget that I'm even home. That is how antisocial I am feeling at the moment.

Our nice weather has gone away again for a while. I'm not sure when it will warm up like that again. Different forecasters are predicting different things. Some are saying it's going to get cold and stay cold, and others say that it will be warming up again. As much as I love snow, and as much as it sucks that all the ski resorts in this area are laying off employees and stuff, I want that warm weather back.
It was so nice last week. No need for a winter jacket, I didn't even need the heat on in my car, that's the kind of January weather I like haha!

I think it's time for me to bunk down for the night...all of this day long laziness has caught up to me and I need yet another nap.

Happy January 8th folks.

My new template

2007-01-02T11:50:00.000-05:00

Well I guess you, nor I will be seeing the new template up here. I went to retrieve the stuff from my email, and I don't know what I did, but the header image is no longer there, and I'm too dumb blonde to figure it out at the moment.

I'll have to contact the designer and see if it was something I did or whatever, heck maybe I'll just get her to make me a couple different extra ones when I can afford it, maybe I'll also switch over to my own domain and paid hosting...who knows. It's a new year, and there are so many things I want to do, and that is one of them.

Happy New Year & Fuck It All

2007-01-01T00:47:00.000-05:00

First of all... Happy New Year, second of all... FUCK IT ALL!

Tonight, I've had a lot of good and bad stuff come to head in my life...well maybe only in my mind.
I am doing the best I can to make myself truly happy, and I am trying to be the best daughter/sister/friend I can be. Maybe I'm an idiot for constantly thinking of others, but it is part of me.

Had a fight with the husband tonight. We've been getting along and trying to work things out, but something has been holding me back from completely telling him to go fuck himself, and on the other hand i just can't wait to see him. Ok yeah it would be nice to see him, have a good lay and all that, BUT.... So many but's. I hate but's!
Facing it head on, I was fucking miserable with him, miserable with my life in Ohio. Nothing but trailer parks and corn fields. Ok living in a trailer isn't so bad...I do live in one here, but at least I don't have a drunken husband slobbering on me to make the horror complete.

Within the last few months I've come to know myself again, it's a weird feeling to know yourself so well, yet doubting yourself every minute of every day. I'll never give myself over like that again, will no longer let myself be so trapped without a job, car, some sort of freedom. My family and friends had to go there to see me, because I was in the US without a green card. I couldn't work, I wasn't a legal resident and since I have a problem (because of my age and because I had met Mr Dork online) I couldn't come and go from Canada to the U.S. whenever I wanted.

I'm rambling, but it's making me feel good right now. So I say fuck it all, I'm going to let go and live my life the way I want. I'm doing to do things then way I want, when I want.

So... Happy New Year EVERYONE & FUCK it all.

Aye

2006-12-30T16:16:00.000-05:00

So that post from the other night, where I thought I was being all creative, funny and shit...well that's what happens when I'm in a good mood, and drinking beer with good friends.

Marc was sitting at one end of the table with his laptop, me at the other end of the table with mine, and instead of talking out loud we were IM'ing each other. We were also having a contest..to see who could download the loudest, most obnoxious music. Yeah we really do have no life eh.

Last night was my last night stuck working in Tim Hortons hell. Sunday was supposed to be my last day, but the baker said he would take my shift if I wanted, so fuck yeah I went for it. I can celebrate New Years with my buds, and actually keep myself awake while at the new job on Monday.

Now I've been sitting on a new template for this puppy for a few months now. Elyse over at eStudio Designs had made me a beautiful new look for my blog. Now that I've got a decent computer, and it's coming into the new year...well what better way to start out the new year with a new look, right? So check back to see it in a couple days!

I've got to run. I'm going back into the cottage to hang with Marc and Booboo. Seriously, Marc really knows how to make a fat girl happy. He has to be the best cook ever! Tonight I think he is making stuffed chicken breast...ohhh yum! *drool*

Booboo got a brand new pair

2006-12-29T03:48:00.000-05:00

Booboo got his tits
Marc got his bits
I've got my beer
Now listen here....

Donna's got her cigs
From the reserve
Does she deserve
I THINK NOT

She is a brat
She cried and sat
whined and she shat
But not in her pants

Oh she ran away.

But.....

Fuck that bitch.

Well apparently I think I'm all good and smart, and cool and stuff....so sing my fucking holiday song and enjoy it. Seriously, it'll do you good.

OMFG!

2006-12-28T22:46:00.000-05:00

I've wanted a laptop for years upon years upon years. I finally got one today, and boy is it ever fucking sweet!

That's all for now!

Hope you're all having a good holiday week.

YAY!

2006-12-25T06:50:00.000-05:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

Hope you all have a wonderful day doing whatever you do this day. I'm going to open gifts and eat like a pig until people have to roll me around in a wheelbarrow.
Hmm that does not give me a good visual.

You're a mean one....

2006-12-22T20:53:00.000-05:00

Well apparently I do have a conscience after all.
I haven't posted since Tuesday or so, so there is some news. I went to see my old boss at the gas station (one of my favourite jobs actually) to see if he needs anyone to come work for him. He said yes, and explained it would be a mix of afternoon and day shifts. I told him that if he could guarantee me at least three shifts a week that I would come work there.
The managers in charge of scheduling at the coffee shop had cut me down to two nights a week, and I'm sorry that just doesn't cut it for me. First of all, I'm not making enough money to meet my expenses, let alone have a few extra bucks in my pocket, but it also royally fucks up my sleep pattern. I'll work one night, then be off three nights, just to work another. What it does to me is it gets me used to sleeping at night, then I have to totally flip my schedule about to be able to get some sleep during the day, just to go back to sleeping at night.
I used to be a night owl, but while I was in Ohio I got used to sleeping at nights, and now I just can't handle the over night shifts.
So yeah, the guy at the gas station has rehired me (oh for like the fourth time I think). He can give me three shifts, if not more per week, plus the place is closer to home so I'm not having to drive half an hour each way.

Today I went to pick up my pay at the coffee shop, and went in to talk to the managers. I told them I was quitting, and would work tonight, but then I'd be done. They were actually kinda nice about it so I started to feel bad. Halfway home I gave them a call and told them I'd work it out so that I'd be able to cover my next two shifts so that they wouldn't be stuck. See there was a point to me talking about having a conscience.
I guess I can be quite the asshole sometimes. I'll get a bug up my ass and do things for stupid reasons. Then I'll feel bad about it after the fact. Ugh! One of these things is just up and quitting a job with no notice, sometimes for no reason other than I hate the place at that moment and I want out. I've worked at the coffee shop for two months, and I'm still learning, but they have not once bitched about me not having everything completely done on time. For example, if I don't get around to cleaning all the glass on the display cases, they won't come breathing fire on me. Not once have they been assholes to me, so I felt it was quite unnecessary to be a total asshole to them, so therefore I am going to go into work tonight, and I will work my two shifts next weekend, then I'll be done. I'll even return their stupid looking uniforms.

Oh yeah, my mouth is feeling much better. A lot of the swelling has gone down, and I was even able to go out for lunch today. I've also downgraded myself to over the counter painkillers. Yay.
Have a good weekend, and if I don't get around to posting this weekend then Merry Christmas everyone!

Drugged Up and Swollen Update

2006-12-20T04:22:00.000-05:00

Hey folks, here's your silly pain pill popper comin' atcha live from the Bedroom of Doom in her little tin box up in the Great White North. Boy those percocets really make me high, but they do take care of the pain thankfully.

I went back to bed after typing up yesterdays post, when I woke up I didn't take any of the pain medication, because I didn't know how it would affect my driving. My mouth was really starting to hurt on the way home, but luckily I got home before the pain became too unbearable. I got in the door and immediately gulped down a few and chugged water like it was going out of style. WHEW, within half an hour I could hardly even walk across the kitchen, because I was so high. Now normally I loathe taking any kind of pill, even when I have a headache. I'm a total wuss, and a total gagger. I have to place the pill on the exact right spot on my tongue for it to go down. But boy, with these I can see why people become addicted to narcotic painkillers. They DO make ya feel pretty damned good.
No worries though, like I said I am not normally a pill junkie, so there is no chance of me even wanting to take any pills just to feel the high. I'd rather smoke a big fattie.

I had to take last night off work too. I tried to get ahold of the other guy who works the night shift to cover for me, but he was unavailable. His mom went in and talked to one of the kids who works afternoon shift, and he covered for me instead. Poor kid was going to be working a double because of me. I feel so bad about him having to pull a double, but I was in no shape to be at work, let alone to drive there. I appreciate it so much, I think I'll get him a $25 gift card from Future Shop as a thank you, because not many people, especially the younger ones are willing to cover someone's shift, to pull a double at that.
I hope that I can make it into work tonight. Right now the way I'm feeling, it doesn't seem all that possible, but if I absolutely have to I will go in. Just wish me luck for a speedy recovery

Well I think I may go have some ice cream, and try to sleep some more, have a good day!

I feel like I'm half chipmunk.

2006-12-19T06:33:00.000-05:00

Here I sit at 6:30 a.m. eating custard. Why? Because I'm only allowed soft foods, and need something in my stomach before doping myself up on amoxicillin and percocets! Wanna know why I'm doping myself up, oh and missing at work? My lovely fucking teeth, that's why.

My weekend was ok, not very restful, but Sunday we came down to Toronto to do an early Christmas thing with my other brother. I was in pain and miserable most of the damned time. The whole right side of my face was just throbbing. My brothers partner said that if I wanted to stay in the city and go to the dentist with him, he would foot the bill.
Now a little more background. My mom wasn't the greatest at teaching us about oral hygiene, nor was she good at checking to make sure we brushed our teeth. So needless to say I've got a mouth full of slowly rotting teeth. Delightful isn't it? ACK!!!
I haven't been to a dentist in 13 years, mostly because I couldn't afford it, secondly I am TERRIFIED of dentists, even though I've never had a bad experience with one.

So here I am yesterday, sitting in one dentists chair having an exam and xrays done. The result? I needed to have my right side top and bottom wisdom teeth out, preferably THAT DAY. Ugh! Now this has me shaking like a leaf. The dentist has the receptionist calling oral surgeons all over the damned city, and none of them can take me until next week, until the last one she called. Oy, shaking even more..in an hour or two I'm going to lose a part of myself.
Oh, and yes I was being a drama queen, I'm still terrified and it's the day after it was done.

I get to the new dental office, fill out my forms, smoke my last cigarette before going in, then I walk in bravely, get into the chair, then begin shaking again. Awww I'm such a wimp. They give me nitrous oxide, and I'm suckin that shit in like it's my last breath, the dentist comes in, sticks me full of novacaine then leaves me there by myself wondering if he's some type of sadist and is going to wait until the drugs wear off then rip out my teeth with a pair of visegrips.

By the time he came in to do the job I was pretty much bamboozled by the laughing gas, and numb as hell from the needles, I hardly felt a thing. It was still pretty disgusting though. At one point he was trying to haul the bottom tooth out so hard it felt like my jaw was going to just break...wow brings new meaning to cocksuckers cramp eh. The most disgusting part of it all was that I could HEAR the teeth coming loose and coming out. I'm haunted by it, ugh!

Well I am off to finish my custard and drug myself up. I woke up with swelling so half my face is puffed out chipmunk style...lovely.

Guess who got the weekend off?

2006-12-15T14:58:00.000-05:00

ME!
Yup, you did read that correctly. I actually have the weekend off, and I checked the schedule and I've even got next weekend off. Yippee!
When I was hired, I was told that I would get every second weekend off, which is fine by me. I make decent tips during the weekend shifts. For the last 5-6 weeks I've been booked on for the weekends, and I haven't had much of a chance to hang out with some friends and relatives that I can only see during weekends, so I bitched and whined to the manager in charge of scheduling, and it worked.

I'm going to have to do something about my sleeping situation. I haven't been able to sleep all that well for the last month and a half. I think I'm going to block out my bedroom windows with cardboard so it's dark in here. If that doesn't work..I might have to go the sleeping pill route. I doubt the cardboard over my windows will work, because I don't have many troubles getting to sleep..but it's staying asleep that I need. I'm completely plagued by weird ass dreams that wake me up every half hour or so, and I'm starting to get burnt out.
I love my overnight shifts, because it's not super busy with customers and I really don't think that they would switch me to days, or afternoons unless they found someone to take over my night shifts. But WTF eh, I need to be able to sleep or else I'll end up in the fuckin nuthouse.

So work and sleep aside, how is everyone doing? Are you all ready for Christmas yet, or are you one of those last minute shoppers? I'm pretty well done with the gift buying, just need to get a couple more things for my parents. I hate to be a downer, but today it has been two years since Grandpa died and Christmas just isn't the same without him. He was the most awesome man ever. He was totally into Christmas. He had to be the one to put the lights on the tree every year, and omg if you didn't wait for him to do it he'd cause all kinds of hell.
Grandpa we love you, and know that if there is a heaven, you're there and you're looking down on us thinking "Hey you fat bastards, don't eat all the turkey next week". :)

Lets play dress up.

2006-12-13T16:42:00.000-05:00

When one goes to a Christmas Party, it is assumed that people will dress up for this Christmas party. Am I correct?
Well apparently dressing up to go to Christmas parties is a thing of the past, well from what I saw last night that's how it seems.
Last night was my work Christmas party. I had a friend do my hair, I dressed in a nice beautiful sweater, nice black pants, oh I even wore heels.. imagine that. I was excited, I looked good, and I felt even better. It was going to be a good night. Well, I got there and immediately noticed that only three or four of us had dressed up. We all felt so overdressed, because everyone else came wearing street clothes. Just jeans, t shirts and their every day shoes. Ugh.

I was disgusted to be honest, I mean jeans are ok, but really guys, is it really all that hard to wear a pair of clean decent looking jeans, and a nice top whether it's a nice sweater, or a button down shirt, and for God's sake please don't wear your crap covered work boots or shoes. Casual is always good, but not too casual dammit!

I've got to work tonight, so I need some sleep. I woke up this morning hungover, looking like I had quite the fright. Now I'm rehydrated, and looking and feeling a lot better. The shitty thing? My cold that has been slowly creeping up on me is now doing it's dirty work. My sinuses are going bonkers, which is making me bonkers. It will make for a lovely night at work. Heh, maybe I'll hock a loogie in some random assholes coffee. That should be good for some entertainment. Peace!

Spank me..

2006-12-06T10:21:00.000-05:00

I've been a bad bad blogger.

Yeah no updates, just really haven't had much to talk about lately. Just working.

I did get my car though, so that is one piece of news that is great news.
I went to visit some friends the other day, and it felt so nice to be able to grab my keys, get in the car and go without asking/begging/fighting to be able to use the car. Ahhh freedom is so sweet.

A word of advice to people who go through the drive-thru coffee shops in the morning. Give the employees a friggin' break already. They are not God, they will never be God, and they most certainly won't grow an extra arm or two. Most of these places are too cheap to pay the wages of an extra employee to come in and work.
Second of all, if you're going to order bagels, and sandwiches with your morning coffee EXPECT TO WAIT for crying out loud.
Drive-thru is for quick grab items. Coffee, donuts, muffins, cookies etc. Not for the 8 double doubles, dozen donuts, and 6 sandwiches alright.
So next time you're waiting in line at a Country Style, Coffee Time, or Tim Hortons, PLEASE do not take it out on the employee serving you. They are most likely more frazzled from dealing with impatient, rude customers than you are for waiting for that two extra minutes in line.
Oh yeah, another thing? We are paid crap wages to do our job, not take your shit or kiss your ass!!!

Thank you - please come again.

I've got a big crack!

2006-11-28T19:40:00.000-05:00

In my thumb you sickos!
The cleaning products at work wreak absolute havoc on my hands. Do you think I'd remember to take a bottle of hand cream to work with me? Nah, my blonde hair must stop me from thinking sometimes.
It hurts like a bitch, and I keep whacking it against stuff numerous times while at work. I'll go to make change and end up cracking my thumb against the cash drawer, I'll be loading or unloading the dishwasher and i'll whack it on something.
I used a pumice stone over the weekend, and got rid of most of it...but then I kept forgetting to use hand cream and now it's back and worse than before. All I can say is, OW!

Well, I'm hungry as hell..well that is, if hell gets hungry haha. I'm going to see what I can mix up for dinner then get ready for work. Yay, so much fucking fun eh!

Comments to my Commenters!

2006-11-26T04:36:00.000-05:00

Fuckity fuck fuck!

I just had a whole post typed up as Comments to my Commenters and I lost it...so I'll redo it, just in short form this time.

It was a good post. I had just walked in the house, got a cup of tea and sat my half drunken ass down to type. You guys really missed it this time.

So to my first commenter Lauren :

I have no problem going out to smoke, that doesn't bother me at all, it's the crusty ol' twats who think they should give me a nasal assault everytime I walk by them that bothers me. What they need is a furious rub with a washcloth doused in industrial strength cleaner.

Now as for Marc and Booboo, they are two of the greatest friends a girl could ever have. Hey, they came and sprung me out of Ohio hell not even a full day after dropping me off after our road trip. How many people would turn around and come back to get ya after that? You had better get your Motor City Titties up here to hang with us. I know for a fact that the guys would welcome you to the cottage with arms open wiiiide!

Now for Mr Fabulous :

Yes, the last few days I have been having awesome mood swings. Hormonal drunken monkey am I!

People honestly do wear the adult diapers to the casino so that they won't have to get up to go to the bathroom. Isn't that just sick. Not to generalize or stereotype, but this practice is quite popular among asian men.

Alright I'm tired as hell, and I want to get a decent sleep since I have to work tonight. Lets just hope that I make good tips to make serving all those cranky bastards worthwhile.

Good night

Wow

2006-11-25T08:49:00.000-05:00

How nice is this? I'm sitting at my kitchen table right now typing on my own keyboard that goes with my own computer, and to top it off..I'm using my newly acquired internet service. Yippee!

It's an old(er) computer, needs some upgrades and stuff, but considering how old it is..it runs really fucking great.

The people I bought it from had Nortons plus all kinds of other shit on here, so I decided to format it and reinstall what I wanted and needed on here.

Holy shit though, I forgot how bad the dial up service is out here. It's bad enough in the city, but out here the phonelines haven't been upgraded in forever, so I get a shitty ass connection. Ah well, it works for what I need.

So right now I'm just doing the whole windows update thing, so that I can install a newer version of MSN messenger, shit...by the time all this stuff is finished I just may be old and grey.

Booboo and Marc took me and Shida to see Jewel at Casino Rama on Thursday night. Aww man, she is such a friggin angel. I've loved her music since I first heard Who Will Save Your Soul, the only album I didn't like was the one with Intuition on it. I hated that song so bad. The concert the other night was a solo and acoustic performance and she did that song, and surprisingly I absolutely loved it.

Now as for the security guards at the casino....you guys suck big fucking donkey dicks eh. We were all inside the casino playing the slots, before and after the concert, then went outside for a smoke (yeah..imagine that a casino on a reservation that doesn't allow smoking). They wouldn't let Shida back in because she didn't bring ID. WTF assholes, she's older than I am!

Now ok..here's a rant for you. All you non smokers bitch and whine and cry about people smoking, and then it becomes illegal to smoke pretty fucking much anywhere. So then if you precious fucking nonsmokers with precious little angelic lungs can't handle my smoking, then why the fuck do I have to walk around smelling thousands of people stinking as if they took a shower in pure old lady perfume.

I don't ever walk up to that snooty looking cunt wearing Chanel no.5 and ask her to go wash herself do I? A lot of perfumes and colognes bring on my allergies like a bitch, and sometimes it even takes my breath right away from me, but do I bitch and whine about it? No, normally I just walk away so I don't have to smell that crap.

Also, those of you that are fucking pathetic enough to wear a depends diaper so you don't have to take a step away from that blackjack table or slot machine to piss or shit, why must I have to sit and wallow in your stench, yet I'm not able to smoke a fucking cigarette? Fuck you, fucking haters!

Ok I'm done...you can come out of hiding now. The gargoyle mask is now replaced with one of pure sunshiney happiness blowin out my ass! This public service announcement was brought to you by the bitch from the great white north. Have a good day!

Ooooh it's 40 below....

2006-11-17T04:44:00.000-05:00

and I don't give a fuck, got a heater in my truck and I'm off to the Rodeoooo.

Pffft Fuck that song eh. It's not 40 below, and I'm all nice, comfy and warm. Sitting here at the cottage complete with my choice of desktop, or laptop with high speed internet, got my smokes, can of 7Up and Bong ready to go. Ahhh I love it here.
Can someone please tell me why I'm living at the lair of the Hell Hounds, while I could be living here, and working my old job which I loved? I think I need a big bitchslap, one hard enough to snap my lips right off my face. Interesting visual that thought just gave me. *shudder*

I've decided that when it's time to buy my first home whether it's a beautiful lake house, trailer, or even a cardboard box under the bridge that I MUST have a hot tub. I was so fucking tense and irritable from work and lack of sleep that I got in the hot tub last night and shivered and shuddered forfuckingever until my body relaxed. Then after that it was just nice to sit in the warm water up to my neck with the jets working my feet. Ahhh absolute bliss eh.
Fuck, I really want to live here now..for the hot tub alone. Maybe I'll hop in there just as the sun is coming up.

So what's new? Not really much around here, one thing I know for certain is that as of next Friday I'll have a computer and possibly internet access at home. That is really pathetic...when the most exciting thing happening in my life is getting a computer, but ah well... at least I'll spend less money to amuse myself.

Hopefully all will go well and I'll be back online next weekend, so I hope everyone has a good weekend.

Oh yeah!

2006-11-13T04:58:00.000-05:00

It's all coming together nicely for me.
Yes, yes it sure as hell is, and I am one happy little bitch.

I've been working, successfully saving some money, have my car, and a motor for it..just need someone to put it in for me...but...the best of all? I am typing from home. Yippee!
One of my best friends has high speed internet, but she gets 10 free dial up hours a month so she gave me her login details to see if it would work on my moms computer.

Now that I know that it works I can go get my own account for unlimited...and I'll have access to my favorite time killer..hahaha.

Oh the coolest things of all though? I went to Future Shop yesterday and was looking at all the nice pretty shiny new laptops and believe it or not most of them are affordable to me, so by Christmas I just might have a nice brand new toy!

So...here's a dumbass moment from work tonight. Now first of all I normally work the late night shift, so I'm usually on drive-thru alone, so my whole "that's $___ please drive-up" spiel gets stuck in my head. Tonight I was serving an in store customer and she's obviously right in front of me, and I have no drive thru headset on, and I look at her and say "That'll be $___ please drive thru". She's looking at me kinda funny and that's when I realize what I had said...yeah I am such a natural blonde...and sadly I have no choice but to admit it.

and....on that note, I'm outta here, to go cry in shame.

P.S. I RULE....yeah sure...delusional much?

Just yip yap!

2006-10-27T08:49:00.000-04:00

Shit, I just noticed my last post was almost a month ago. What's wrong with me? Ahh I guess I'm just a bad net addict.

I got a job finally, and now I'll be going onto my third week there...gee I really wonder how much longer I'll last. Three months is usually about all I can take of working at these stupid coffee shops, but on the upside of this place is that the bosses don't get mad at you if you have a little hissy fit and walk off the floor to calm down.

Alrighty then..well remember my last post I was looking forward to Thanksgiving? Well it came and went, and holy hell did mom cook the best Thanksgiving dinner EVER! To top it off? No snow.
Now we're really getting into the iffy weather time of year. A couple weeks ago we had a bit of snow..and a few days this week we've had a few days of rain and snow mixed, and it's fucking cold! I'm already wearing my winter jacket. Brrrrr!

I have a really cool blogger template that was made by Elyse over at eStudio, that I haven't had a chance to put on here yet. She made it for me a while back but since I don't always have a chance to get online, you're still going to see the same old blue waves.
I'm seriously telling you that if you need a fresh look for your blog, you definitely need to head straight over to eStudio and put in an order. She rocks!

I doubt anyone will know that I've put an entry up, but if any of you still check for updates just know that I will be back online soon enough. Now that I'm working I hope to get a computer but, my main priority is either getting my car fixed up enough to pass the safety inspections and emissions test, or there's a couple other cars my dad has seen that might suit my needs. Really, all I need is just something that is in good enough shape for me to drive the fuck out of it. Hahaha.
Seriously..I love to drive so as long as the car isn't a junkbox and runs decently I'm cool with it. I just need to get back and forth to work, and to boot around town or maybe make a trip or two to Ohio in it.

Now on a sad note, please go give some love to Babs over at How To Go Insane. Her adorable kitty Franky passed on the other day, he will be missed much, but I know he's up in kitty heaven all healthy and frolicking with all the other kitties. Don't be sad Babs...just think of how he won't suffer anymore, also you gave him the best last years a pusser could have. Be strong girl!

Well time for me to go, I've got a couple more days off, and I've got stuff to do. I'm staying at the cottage with Marc and BooBoo, so I'm just waiting for their lazy asses to wake up. Have a great weekend everyone, and take 'er sleazy!

Turkey Turkey, Yum yum yum

2006-10-02T11:23:00.000-04:00

Good morning, good morning..lalalala.
Another nice sunny (but cold) morning in Orillia, Ontario.

Fuck does it ever get cold early up here..and we're really not all that far north. Imagine that. I betcha in a week or two we'll have some snow flurries flying around. Also next weekend is our Thanksgiving up here. The American thanksgiving just seems to be too late. I guess it's just because all my life I've had thanksgiving in October..not near the end of November, so last year it seemed weird.
During thanksgiving up here the trees are all starting to change colours and all that good stuff, and the temperature isn't yet cold, just nice and chilly. I think it's just great. Cold enough to get pink in the face and see your breath in the air, but then you come inside where there's a good fire burning in the wood stove, and a nice big turkey and all the fixins on the table just begging to be eaten. I love the Canadian Thanksgiving.
No, I really don't have Thanksgiving on the mind...not at all, considering that it's coming up.
I'm a turkey monger. My mom cooks turkeys the BEST turkey, and I swear I eat turkey the whole damned week. Hot turkey dinners, and cold turkey sandwiches...all I can say is this: YUM!

So, onto other things... The Mr., and I are talking again. We're going to try to work through things. I'm not holding any expectations with this, but if we can work it out that would be great.
I am also not going to jump back into it blindly if I go back.
I'll be trying to save money, and getting back to the states legally so I can work while I'm there, and not feel so trapped.

I've got to run, but when I get going on my own computer I'll be able to update this more often and visit your sites (which I miss doing), so have a good day.

Ear Infucktion

2006-09-26T04:58:00.000-04:00

I can't sleep worth a shit, so thankfully I've got access to a computer this morning. So how about I let ya all know my weekly drama update - GAG!

I spent the week in Toronto visiting with my brother, then I got to see my good friend Butterfly (real name won't be used here). It was so good to see her, as she was really the only one out of all my friends who couldn't make it down to see me in Ohio.
I sent a heartfelt letter to the idiot explaining to him how I felt, and that if he ever thought we were going to have a chance again he'd have to move here to Canada. He said no way, and then he sent me a string of rude, crude e-mails doing nothing but calling me names and insulting me. Yeah good way of trying to get me back..asshole!

I came back from Toronto on Friday. I needed to see a doctor like immediately. I felt like the right side of my head and ear were going to explode into millions of pieces.
Turns out that I have an ear infection. UGH! I will never ever ever again tell my friends kids to suck it up and quit whining when they have one. I have never felt such excruciating pain in my head, ear and jaw like this was. The doc gave me a prescription for antibiotic pills, antibiotic ear drops, and a nice big bottle of tylenol 3's (which didn't do too well considering I had to beg mom for a couple percosets).
It's starting to heal up nicely, but now I've got a cold coming on full force, not to mention the anguish my allergies are putting me through. Ugh!

Saturday was Booboo and Marc's birthday party, I did make it, but I didn't drink and I crashed early. They put on a really colorful and fun drag show which I did stay up long enough to see, as I always know that Booboo dressed as a chick will impress even the most sheltered homophobe.

So I'm at a friends near Gravenhurst again. Not sure how long I'll be here for. It's so calm and relaxing here, and there are many plants and cats (now that's my cup of tea) for me to admire and play with, and lots of movies that have come out in the last year for me to watch.

I'll admit it. I'm actually feeling quite down and low. Even though I left him on my terms and because of what happened, I just can't completely shut off my feelings for him.
One minute I'm crying because I miss him, my kitties, and my own home, but then on the other side of that I'm happy that I have the freedom to do whatever and have no responsibilities. I guess I could say that I feel lost. Even though I was homesick in Ohio, it became my home. I got used to doing things my way, having the kitchen set up my way, surrounded by my plants, our stuff, having a warm comfortable body to snuggle up to at night. Gawd, you know I can't even bring myself to contact an old fuck buddy for a quick screw because I'd feel like I was cheating or doing something wrong. I just feel all fucked up, turned around and not sure which way to go.

I was kind of hoping for some type of reconciliation, even after what happened I was willing to give it another try, but after those emails this past week, and the more I think oh how fucked up this situation is the more I don't want to go back.
Yeah I'm sad now, lonely, feeling completely inadequate and insecure, but there has to be better things in the future for me. I just need to get through this, and things most likely will look brighter when I finally shake off this ear infection.

Well shit, it's almost 6 AM, gonna go see whats on tv, everyone is starting to wake up, and the kitties are roaming. Have a good day!

Monday Mumblings! Hello!

2006-09-18T09:13:00.000-04:00

Wow, I've been without access to the internet for a whole week and it really didn't bother me one bit. Am I getting sick, coming down with some horrible disease that makes me not have 'net withdrawls? I'm feeling my forehead to see if I was slightly feverish, but I'm not. Whew!

I'm in Toronto visiting my brother for a few days. Man, did I ever miss this place. He's got an amazing view of the waterfront and all the huge buildings that makes Toronto's skyline so beautiful. I love sitting out on the balcony at night. If I wasn't such a country hick at heart I'd move back here in a second.

This has been an interesting weekend for sure. One of my sisters bought a new house, and she hosted a housewarming party on Saturday. This was just a perfect reason for all of our family to get drunk, be retarded assholes, and have lots of fights. Yikes!
It was fun for most of it. We had the tunes going, eating good food, drinking good Canadian beer, oh and there was a hot tub just dying to be used. I really don't know how the hell we were all able to fit in that thing.
See, I say it was mostly fun..that is until the next morning. I awoke to absolute fucking chaos. Everyone that was awake were screaming at the top of their lungs to wake us up. Dad pissed the bed (oh gawd that shit again?). My sister Val had drank most of another sisters bottle of whiskey, and they were being absolute bitches. Another of my sisters had missed her appointment for cable hookup so there she was sitting on the floor bawling like a baby, then she misplaced her fucking cup of coffee and she bawled even more.

Aye aye aye...know what my solution was? Considering I was hungover with a pounding headache I grabbed the bottle of whiskey those two sisters were fighting over and I chugged it down straight. I figured holy fuckin hell, if I can't beat 'em, join 'em.

We left my sisters place and I was dropped off here downtown, and then forgot which apartment my brother lived in. I got in the elevator and pressed the fucking parking garage 2 button..then I was like DUH 12th floor dummy, so up I went. I get out of the elevator and reading the numbers on the doors and I finally come to his door. I'm standing there knocking away, and nobody is answering the door. For some reason the number thirteen is nagging at me from the back of my mind. I go to the next door (it has a 13 on it) and sure enough that was the correct place.

We sat on the balcony and had a cocktail, then went for a late lunch. He wanted sushi, but I was all eww gross. He said I could get other stuff there so I got shrimp teriyaki. Hey I used chopsticks for the first time in my life and I actually did it properly. Oh man the food was so good. I even tried some of his sushi..some was good, but the other stuff was just a little too weird for my tastes. Y'know...having some little tentacle thingies staring you down while you eat isn't all that appetizing.
We came back here and I needed a nap very badly, when I woke up my brothers husband was back from visiting his family. We headed off to the grocery store, rented a movie, made dinner and just relaxed. By the way, the movie Friends with Money sucks ass so hard it loses it's pucker. Maybe it was just my mood, but the characters were just pissing me off so I went to bed.

Who knows what today will bring. I'm the only one awake, and it looks like it's going to be a decent day weather wise. I'm dying to go do the museum and art gallery thing. Being stuck out in the cornfields with rednecks for a year and a half makes Donna a bored and unhappy girl. Being back home where I have more going for me makes me feel good.

So uh...wish me luck on the job hunt this week. I hope to find something soon. My dad even has a car for me, it just needs a motor in it which he has already, just needs to find a spot to be able to work on it for me.

Lets hope this week brings much less chaos. Gawd. I love my family..but they sure are crazy motherfuckers!

Bitchin' sweet bitchin'

2006-09-09T18:55:00.000-04:00

I'm still at Shida's place. I'm having such a good time just being here, doing nothing except hanging out. We did go to a few stores, then went to see her girlfriend at work before coming back here.

UGH Ontario went non smoking completely. I forgot about that. Fuck, I was waiting outside the bank smoking a cigarette and I was getting the dirtiest looks from people. I gave the looks right back. Outside is the only god damned place I can peacefully (and legally) smoke a cigarette while out doing stuff, and I am damned well going to enjoy my cig to the fullest.

Today I'm just feeling very defensive. I'm just wanting an argument, but I'm not about to piss off the very people who helped me get out of my situation just because I feel like it. Yeah I can have my immature moments. I think we all have our moments, and dammit I want mine! Heh, ah well..time to go out for a cigarette. At least I'm getting my fill of Tim Hortons coffee again. :)

Dooood spark 'er up!

2006-09-08T17:12:00.000-04:00

It's nice to be home!
I've been back since late late Wednesday night. I've been spending time at the cottage with friends, now I'm hangin out at Shida's place.

It's so weird being back here..even after only a year and a half of being in the states, nothing is familiar to me around here anymore. It's almost like I'm discovering a new place after having deja vu.
I was going to spend last night at my parents place, but I chose not to afterall. On home turf my mother has the ability to treat me like a 14 year old and get mad when I bring up the fact that I don't need her to direct my life. Ugh I hate that.
My plan right now is to spend a week or two doing sweet fuck all. I'm just going to visit friends and family. My brother is dying to see me. He got royally pissed off (and he can be a royal bitch when provoked) that I wasn't coming to spend the weekend with them in Toronto. So I'm going to be going there next weekend.
Oh ok, my point that I was trying to make is that once I get done with the visits and all that I'm going north to look for work. Rent is cheaper up there, the scenery is nicer. Lots of rock, lakes, rivers, and woods. My kinda place.
I love my family and all, but I'm finding that I just want to go away and live by myself for a while. Some place I can decorate to my tastes, a place where I can leave my clean home in the morning and come home to a clean place without stupid empty beer cans all over the place.

Each day I'm feeling better about the whole situation. I don't hate him. I'm way far from perfect, and I will admit that I had a feeling that things weren't going to work out, that something was going to happen. I'm just so completely pissed that I didn't leave sooner. I'm pissed that he went behind my back and did what he did, instead of just telling me he was unhappy and wanted to get out of it. I guess he figured that he could have a good wife at home, and go get his cheap thrills elsewhere, and I'd be none the wiser.

I do know that I am the better person in this. I had my eyes open going into it, and ending it my eyes were so open I was bug eyed!

I'd better quit typing here. Shida had to go pick some stuff up at the store, so I figured I'd use the computer for a bit. Gonna be a fun weekend!
I hope everyone has a good weekend, and soon enough I'll be able to make my rounds through bloglines or my blogroll to see what everyone else is up to.

Everything looks better in the morning!

2006-09-06T11:02:00.000-04:00

Wow! You know...considering that the past 24 hours have been the shits, I'm feeling pretty fucking good this morning.
Thanks everyone for your kind thoughts and words, it means a lot.
I couldn't get to sleep until about 4 a.m, I had a wicked killer headache, and my jaw hurt from clenching my teeth so much. So before falling asleep, I did get maybe three boxes packed. Mostly clothes, but I'm leaving all non important shit. All the kitchen stuff that my mother bought us for Christmas is coming with me. I'll need it when I get into my own place. Before I came into the picture he never cooked for himself, and he had these ratty looking pots and pans. He can keep those. I'm not taking anything that was solely his. I'm not gonna clean him out. I'm just not dirty like that. I'm better than him. I'll take what I need to get myself started.

All I can say is thank gawd for the Vonage activity log, otherwise I would never had a clue what was going on. Oh yeah cell phone call from an unknown number at 3 in the morning, then a call from the Holiday Inn Express at 7 something that morning, while I was away. I called the cell phone, actually talked to the person. This person got all flustered and hung up..so I pretty much knew it.
I was napping on the couch when he came home. When I woke up one of his buddies were here, and they were drinking as usual, so I waited until dude left so I could confront him. He denied everything at first, but I didn't believe him and said so. He finally admitted it to me. First promise he made me was that he'd never smoke crack again. We did it a few times, and I was starting to want it too much so I cut it off right there. I refused to let myself become an addict. We both promised each other that we wouldn't do it again. Well sure enough, the dumbass forgot to wipe off the coffee table and there were crumbs of rock and bits of powder...DUMBASS! As if I wouldn't notice that. So there's the first promise made and broken.
Second promise is that he wouldn't fool around on me behind my back. We had talked about possibly having a fling with someone, or another couple, but TOGETHER you know. I told him the idea was kinda hot, but I don't know if I could handle it and all that, so we never went for it. So he went out and had his own fun. Second promise broken.

Then when I confronted him about it, he said he didn't do anything but sleep all weekend. I told him he's a dumbass and he'd better fess up. I told him I knew he was doing crack and he admitted to doing one hit. That was a lie. He finally admitted to actually buying some. Then he denied that he met up with anyone and I basically called him a bullshitter and then he said he met up with this person, but didn't do anything. I called him on his bullshit again and he finally admitted that he did fool around on me.

There's three types of people in life that I want nothing to do with. Liars, cheaters, and thieves! He's two of those three, and I'm not stickin around to put up with it. I've put up with his miserable lazy ass for a year and a half. Changed my whole sleep schedule just to make sure he made it to work on time. I cooked and cleaned without complaint. I made his lunches for work, and made sure his keys, glasses and everything were where he could find them. I put up with him drinking all the time, no sex, no love really at all. Fuck I even washed his shitty fucking underwear and this was the thanks I got? Seems like he wanted a mama, not a wife!
Believe me, before I met him I was completely undomesticated. I never cooked or cleaned, someone else always did that. I did what I wanted, went where I wanted, when I wanted. I changed my whole life to suit him, and now I'm taking it back.

So the whole point of this post is to say that yeah, I'm a bit angry and hurt, but the best thing of all is I'm free. I have MY OWN life back, and boy am I going to enjoy it!

All that and a bag of chips!

2006-09-06T00:44:00.000-04:00

Well the decision was made for me.
I probably won't be posting for a while until I'm able to get my life in order.

Brian and Marc are coming down in the morning to get me, and my stuff out of here. It's nice to know that I've got good friends like that in my life.
Bottom line is, after my two posts earlier I saw some inbound and outbound calls to and from some numbers I didn't know. Came to find out that he was into some drugs during the weekend, and also cheated on me. That just killed any feelings I had for him right then and there. Sad thing is..I was even more angry over the fact that he denied it to begin with, then turned around and told me he loved me. Fuck that!

It's gonna be a long couple of days for me, so I'd either better get some sleep, or start packing. I'll find a way to keep in touch with all of you. I've got three or four offers from friends and relatives to stay with them for a bit...so it wont be long until I'm back online. Also you can reach me at ruadorklikeme@hotmail.com.

See ya's!

2006-09-05T15:37:00.000-04:00

I'm over my pissy ass mood now..have been for a while. I've just been tidying up, and thinking about stuff.
Oh yeah, and eating chocolate. Haha!
Ok seriously now, Yeah I'm in a better mood, yet underneath is still so much doubt about everything. I just don't know which direction to go. Being in doubt of myself, about my life is driving me completely up the wall.

Maybe it's just me, but if you're constantly questioning something, questioning your faith in it...doesn't it feel like if you're doing that, then something has to be wrong?

From day one I've done nothing but question myself on the whole situation. Something just seems off, almost wrong. It's so fucking strange to question my intuition.

Good Morning

2006-09-05T07:23:00.000-04:00

So, it's Monday, and I'm back in town.

Got back yesterday morning around 7 am. We did an overnight drive from Durham, N.C. Stayed in a hotel to sleep for a few hours before we all went for our farewell breakfast at IHOP.

Now tell me this...why didn't I just keep on going straight for the border? I am miserable and have been since getting home and everyone left to go back to Canada. This weekend was just so awesome. It was good to be around people that aren't miserable from the time they wake up until they go back to bed. I felt the most alive I have felt in months.
We didn't do anything really special, we just shopped, hung out around the pool at the hotel, went to a college football game, and hung out with Shida's mom.

I get home and he's cranky..says he's sick, but yeah right. He just pretty much slept around the clock for three days...yeah I'm sure it feels good to sleep a lot, but when you wake up it does make ya feel kind of icky. So it's his own damn fault. Don't make me feel bad for being happy to see you motherfucker!
Yeah I'm feeling it a lot...I hate being around someone who is so fucking chronically cranky that they can't even crack a smile when I say or do something silly. Hey, I get cranky too, but I go and just get over it instead of passing on the feeling to others. I just checked my bank account to see if I had enough money in there to get a bus ticket back to Toronto, but of course as is my luck there is not enough. My good ol reliable flight instinct (when the going gets tough I take off) is kicking into overdrive and I'm not liking this feeling of being torn between two options.

Option #1: Go back, live at home again for a while and have the stress of mom, but also having the option to work, dowhat I want, go where I want, when I want, and being able to just get the hell out for a while with friends, or just go to my special spot to unwind.

Option #2: Stay here with Mr. Miserable, have no life except for him, the kitties, and the stupid computer, and become Mrs. Miserable instead of Mrs. Happy & Optimistic, and have a complete fucking breakdown.

Ok, yeah I see it. There really is nothing to compare...one option completely outweighs the other. Am I stupid or something. Hell, I don't know.

Now I see where the worry I had before going on the trip came from. For some silly reason I wanted to go, yet I didn't want to go at the same time. It was constantly in the back of my mind until we got on the road. Now I know why. I'd have a taste of freedom, and an actual real life...ooh imagine that. And I'd want more! Boy, do I ever want more!

Ok, It's not all about roses, and 24/7 smiles and all that shit. I don't want to go back just so I can do some partying or any of that. It would just be nice to wake up, and offer someone a cup of coffee without being growled at. Be nice to just ask any type of question without being grumped and growled at. Fuck him!!

Y'know. This post was supposed to be all about the weekend in N.C. and how much fun we had, but I've been totally bummed out since he woke up and went to work that I just don't feel like typing happy thoughts right now.

YEAH BABY YEAH!

2006-08-30T21:21:00.000-04:00

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!

2006-08-30T08:49:00.000-04:00

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:

Denise
Lauren
Jackiesue

Little bit of this, Little bit of that!

2006-08-28T14:48:00.003-04:00

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

2006-08-26T21:07:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-23T07:35:00.000-04:00

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.

2006-08-22T09:45:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-21T15:43:00.000-04:00

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!

2006-08-21T08:18:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-20T06:31:00.000-04:00

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...

2006-08-18T22:07:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-17T15:50:00.000-04:00

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!

2006-08-15T23:26:00.000-04:00

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!

2006-08-15T10:08:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-14T21:33:00.000-04:00

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!

2006-08-12T22:18:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-11T23:19:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-11T08:52:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-10T15:31:00.000-04:00

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.

2006-08-09T16:29:00.000-04:00

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..

2006-08-08T18:14:00.000-04:00

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!

2006-08-07T13:36:00.000-04:00

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..

2006-08-07T09:07:00.000-04:00

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!

2006-08-06T16:19:00.000-04:00

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?

2006-08-04T16:33:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-02T11:38:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-01T15:06:00.000-04:00

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.

Purina Diet

2006-07-31T08:57:00.000-04:00

Thanks to Jackiesue for this one. Got this in my e-mail from her, and it completely cracked me up...I had to post it. Thanks Jackie!!

A PERFECT DIET!

I have a Labrador retriever. I was buying a large bag of Purina at Wal-Mart and was in line to check out when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog.

On impulse, I told her no and that I was starting The Purina Diet again even though I probably shouldn't because I'd ended up in the hospital last time.
But that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.

I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets.
Then simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.

I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story, especially a tall guy who was behind her.

Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me.

I told her no and that actually, I'd been sitting in the middle of a street licking my balls when a car hit me.

Blech...WTF

2006-07-30T13:39:00.000-04:00

I just looked at weather.com for my area and this is shit! Thank gawd for A/C!!

Things that make ya go hmmm..

2006-07-30T11:31:00.000-04:00

I dreamt I was in the middle of a war last night. I'm really not sure what the war was about...guess it was just on the basis of good vs. evil.

What I would like to know is this. Why was my main weapon a little mechanical pencil rifle that shot fishhooks at people?

Another Vacation post

2006-07-28T17:24:00.000-04:00

Well, hello there folks. :)

So I'm skipping all the boring bullshit from the trip now. After the redneck crab boil there really wasn't much more fun except for the day we actually went swimming at the beach.

Well we didn't exactly go to the main beach..but it was around just starting into the bay at the Destin bridge. Man the water was so calm, clear, and beautiful. I got right in..OH MAN HEAVEN! It felt like stepping into a bath...the water was that warm! It would have been nice if it was just a little bit cooler..but ah well I loved it anyways.

I'm swimming around, having a blast and Mr Dork says "Hey look at that hermit crab." So I freak out thinking it's gonna get me. He laughs at me and shows me one so I can see how small it is. I start walking around in the shallow water hunting down hermit crabs, picking them up and examining them. There was one I came across that was HUGE compared to the other ones. It was just way too cool.

We'd had enough swimming..so we took off. He drove around another part of town to show me the older houses. Man they were simple, but really nice. Great gardens too.
I LOVED the palms, and the banana trees (are they trees, or just called banana plants). They aren't supposed to produce fruit, because it's not the zone that they usually grow in, but believe it or not I saw about three of them that had flowered and had little clusters of bananas on them. Imagine that. I saw a real live baby bananas.
Nobody believed me, so later that night my SIL and I went for a walk. I purposely walked by this one house so I could see if that banana tree had produced and sure enough it had. She was standing there mouth agape in amazement (gee now I can see how silly I looked when I saw them earlier).

Alright, so I'll pass on a couple days. Friday was our last full day and night there. Mr. Dorks cousin has a pool in their yard..so we had all planned a good ol drunk redneck pool party. His cousin's husband grilled hamburgers, while we all sat around drinking beer and watching. We ate, drank some more, ate some more, drank some more...ah well you get it don't ya? Soon enough a couple of the kids made it into the pool...then my MIL just jumped in with all her clothes. Shortly after most of the rest of us made it into the pool.

Shit, I really don't know how long we were in there..but we were having a war. We had a shitload of spongey waterballs and inflatable stuff (nope..no inflatable men or women haha)and we were all just trying to get other people with 'em.

Ah yes yes..you all know the rednecks famous last words right? Well I had gotten out of the pool to have a beer and all of a sudden I hear "Hey y'all watch this shit" then I see a cousin jumping off the shed into the pool. Yup..gotta love my new relatives!

Alright..well that's mainly the whole trip. We left the next morning and stayed in Bowling Green Kentucky, then we made it home the next day. There's this place up in northern KY that's called Florence and I had to snap a picture of their water tower. It says "Florence Y'all". Now that cracked me up.

Perhaps sometime after the weekend I'll get a chance to put some pictures up. If there's one of me please don't be scared. Really, it's not some glowing weird fat alien coming to abduct beach bums...it's just my untanned self standing near the beach.

Try and have a good weekend alright! TGIF!

Why...

2006-07-27T13:08:00.000-04:00

Do people cheat? I mean I understand how someone can get to that point where they want to cheat on their significant others, but how can you go about keeping it a secret...sort of leading a double life so to speak?

I'm just curious about this because of a friend (the one I'll call crackhead). She says she loves her boyfriend and wants to be with him forever (even though he treats her like shit). But the thing that gets me is she'll be out partying and have sex with another person..or carry on a light relationship on the side. How can she do this? Why doesn't she just dump the boyfriend. Seeing as even though she talks a bunch about loving him and such, she has admitted that she only stays with him because she hates being alone. WELL DUH. Don't we all?

I hate being alone. I hated not having someone in my life. On the other hand I LOVED my freedom. I could come and go as I wanted, when I wanted without having to run it by someone or let them know. I could spend as much money I wanted on MYSELF. I could go out drinkin with friends and have a completely hot hookup without the guilt and shame. Just do my own thing.

If there ever came a time that I felt feelings for someone else, and those feelings compelled me to the point of wanting to make it physical I think the least I could do was break up with my husband.

Now as far as couples go. I just love it how they'll act all high and mighty and deny that they're cheating. They'll deny it until they're blue in the face. Then you find out that they are either just out having random fucks with strangers, or they've got a hot and heavy relationship going on the side.

How can you come home, look your spouse in the eye and still keep doing this shit? Why not leave your spouse to begin with if you're not happy, or not completely satisfied? Is it money? Are you too afraid to go out and work a little harder, or sacrifice a few things to have the money to support yourself on your own...what is it?

What makes you stay in that relationship that you're obviously unhappy with and need your little rendevous?

Please comment on this..it's just out of my own curiousity, and anyone who comments either nicely, or badly will be given fair game at discussion.

Part Two

2006-07-26T09:27:00.000-04:00

Now I'm onto Sunday.

We get up..do the morning routine of chugging coffee and all that good stuff..by the way my in laws make excellent coffee. I'm having withdrawls now.

So we had to go to k-mart. Stupid me packed all dark colored t shirts (DUH) and no sunscreen. I ain't gonna let myself get burnt to a crisp, so I bought some thin, light colored shirts, and got a bottle of sunscreen.

It was only about an hour or so before the whole family arrived there. We were having a crab boil that day.
So people start showing up..and of course I'm being a complete fuckin nervous nellie. They kept making me even more nervous and self conscious because they kept putting me on the spot (and definitely not in a mean way), they just wanted me to loosen up a little. I did a while later thankfully.

So everyone gets there and they haul out this huge 80 quart pot and set it up on the burner. They had blue crab, corn, sausage, potatoes and shrimp all in that pot by the end. Some of the shrimp even had their heads still on. I thought I was going to be grossed out about that but I wasn't. Actually the shrimps that came out with the heads still on actually tasted better than the headless ones. No I did not eat the friggin heads ok. Hahaha.

We're all sitting around eating good food and then the drinking starts.

What do you get when you've got a redneck family that gets along with booze added to the mix? One good fucking party is what I'll say!
I had so much fun. My husband and his cousins were playing the whole drunk redneck routine and I loved it. Just listening to the shit they were saying was enough entertainment for me.
My mother in law was even into it too. She came out of the house and started yabbering away to all of us and then suddenly she decided she wanted to make an announcement.
She says "Everyone.. I'm so glad my whole family is here with us today. I love having my family around me. Especially my son and his wife. Speaking of his wife, everyone stop by tomorrow to wish her a happy birthday. I won't ask how old she is because we already know that my son is a cradle robber."

OMG! My face was beet red. Not from embarrassment, but because I was laughing so hard. Yeah I'm 18 years younger than him..but we did meet once I was over 18..but it's still hilarious when people give him shit (in a good way) for marrying a younger chick.

So this drinking and laughing went on for a couple more hours. Then everyone had to start getting home. We ended up going with one of his cousins to his place to keep the party going. About 4 or 5 other people showed up.

It wasn't too late by the time we left there, but my sister in law dropped us off in this park that is within walking distance to the house. I wanted to get some sunset pictures, and I wanted them now.

So we walked around the park, I was snapping random pictures of everything..it was a beautiful sunset by the way. Leaving the park I noticed a waffle house. Man I wanted some coffee, and I had the munchies bigtime after drinking and smoking a little. So we stopped in and had some greasy breakfast food. I swear we must have drove them nuts in there. Then I got in touch with my criminal side..OOH I slipped a waffle house coffee mug in my purse. BAD DONNA no biscuit!
Walking back to his moms house I'm all paranoid about stealing the mug, thinking the cops were going to get me and all that. We get back to his moms, I smoke a cigarette then I go in the house and pass out.

Next morning, I get up and suddenly get a little freaked. I can't remember if we did get stopped by the police..or if it was only a dream. I asked Mr. Dork and he laughed so hard...said no, it must have just been a dream. Thank you!

Ahh it was a good weekend...still more to come..just tired of typing again hahah!

The Trip: Part One

2006-07-25T08:17:00.000-04:00

So, I posted yesterday and never went into any details of our little trip to Florida.
Lets just say that it was fun...but I didn't get to spend as much time at the beach as I had wanted.

Seems that people who have lived there for a very long time, or grew up there don't really want to go to the beaches...huh? WTF. I'd be there every damned day if I lived there. Guess it has to do with the beaches being dirtier than years ago..and all the damned tourists (ok the tourists would bug me, so I can't blame the locals for that).

But all that aside..I did have a great time.

The first day on the road was good. Traffic was light, it wasn't hot..just a perfect day for travelling. We ended up stopping in Bowling Green, Kentucky...where we first met seven years ago.
We stayed in the same hotel, ate at the same diner and let me tell you...the king size bed in our room was LOVELY!
No we didn't get down n dirty that night..he was too tired..but I sure as hell did have fun trotting from one side of the room over to the bed..and then jumping onto the corner and ACTUALLY scuttling across this huge bed like a friggin crab... Yeah small silly things amuse me greatly.

Second day we get up and he's all impatient wanting to get back on the road. So we hurry up, drag all our stuff back out to the truck..go fill up the gas tank, get me my precious coffee and then we were off.
Wasn't a bad ride at all...still not what I'd call hot...until we got to Alabama. Holy shit! I am never again going to drive down south in a vehicle that has no air conditioning! Even going 80 mph the wind coming in through the open windows couldn't keep us a little cool. We felt like our backs were totally stuck to the seats with sweat.
I was actually pretty calm until we got past Montgomery...but by then I just wanted to be at my destination already. Hey, I couldn't do anything to get us there faster so I sat and fidgeted and drove myself nuts with my inner thoughts "Hey are we there yet?"

We got to my MIL's house by about 5:30 and had time to shower and relax before dinner. Man I was so nervous. I had only seen my mother in law the week we got married, and met only one of his sisters that lived down there. I had the whole rest of the family to meet. I don't do well around big crowds of people that I hardly know, or don't know at all. I seem to go right off into lala land at times like that.
Thankfully I didn't have to meet everyone that night.

So we got dinner over and done with, and just sat around talking. Mr Dork, his sister, and I went outside to enjoy a nightly doob. I was sitting there and all of a sudden this racket came up from across the street. It sounded like a bunch of mutant ducks having a war. Turns out they were fucking frogs (well, they weren't fucking)....how can frogs make that much damned noise? I was enthralled. I'd never heard anything like that at all. It was so cool.

The next day when we got up, the SIL already had the coffee ready, and outside looked so inviting. I grabbed a cup of coffee and went outside to enjoy my coffee and cigarette.
We planned on going out to Pensacola Beach today to see the Blue Angels fly.
That was just too cool for words.

The beach was gorgeous. I could have just spent the whole day there. Mr. Dork hates the heat so he whined and cried until I was ready to leave. I think he wanted to just leave me there and take off.. the bastard. Hahahaha!

I really don't feel like putting the whole trip in one post. It's a lot of much the same as we had done so far. Wake up, drink coffee, maybe eat something then sit and read outside...or go driving so he can show me around. We did a few other interesting things, but I'll go into that later on.

Hope any of you reading this has a good day...or try to.

I'm Back

2006-07-24T17:44:00.000-04:00

I'm back from vacation. It was good, but damn am I glad to be home.

I got used to the damned central time zone, now that I'm back up here I'm losing my time. I can pretty much tell what time of the day it is by the light outside. Well not the exact time..but I can tell if it's early afternoon, late afternoon and such. Believe it or not, that one little friggin' hour can really throw ya off.

I'm not much up to typing too much right now..just wanted to type a bit..am impatiently waiting for Mr. Dork so we can go get some dinner...and I didn't want to sit on the couch fidgeting. I tend to do that way too often.

Oh yeah..I brought some fresh catnip back. My SIL gave me a huge bundle of it for the kitties. They are all in stoner kitty heaven now. They must have chewed and rolled in it for at least an hour. I didn't give them that mush...sheesh!
So needless to say, they are all being slightly retarded.

Well time to go..I'm hungry and gonna try to hurry him up..and I thought I was a procrastinator. Hmmpph!

Awww Man

2006-07-20T12:12:00.000-04:00

Snuck on the in laws computer for a bit. Man it's hot as hell down here. I love it though.

Been going crazy not being able to post anything..yup I'm addicted.

So far Mr. Dork has survived...he's not gator food yet haha. I absolutely love it down here..the smell of the salt air Mmm Mmm Mmm. I wish I could bottle that up and take it home with me.
Speaking of home..we're leaving here Saturday morning. I'm not looking forward to going back to Ohio.

Well I just hope everything is going well with everyone..my birthday was boring..didn't even get drunk..imagine that!

Mr. Dork is going down

2006-07-13T05:45:00.000-04:00

No..not that way! You perverts!
He's gonna get what he deserves.... I'm gonna feed him to the gators when we get to Florida! Truly...that's it! He's done cooked his goose.

Here I sit enjoying my first cup of coffee and internet usage before we embark on the redneck roadtrip of the year..and he decides to wake up and destroy what little peace and quiet I have going for me.

He thinks he's being all cool and philosophical while sitting on his throne (Yes, he thinks he's King Shit, yet he is only a king of Turds haha), yabbering away to me out here on the computer. His brightest spot of the morning? "Are you packed yet baby?" and I say "No not yet, now leave me alone to enjoy my cofffee." and of course he pipes up with "Well excuses are like assholes....they stink."
Bravo baby...excellent! I hope he's not like this all day otherwise I may have to strangle him before we even get as far as Cincinnati.

Ah Well, I do love the fucker and the trip will be fun! I've been looking forward to it for so long now. I'll be able to just lounge on the beach on my birthday (Next Monday - gifts better be in the mail :p
Hope everyone has a good weekend and week.

Chatty Bitch singing Opera?

2006-07-12T10:14:00.000-04:00

This is weird.

Ok, about a month or so ago I switched to using the Opera browser, and I've become quite attached to it...there is only one small problem with it though.
When I log in to Blogger to post something, I go to create new post and I only get two formatting buttons at the top of my post window instead of them all. It only shows the spell check, and add image.
One day I tried entering links into my post the good old fashioned way, and when I published it the links just plain text. So I had to open up internet explorer so that I could fix the links and so on.
Any of you blogger people out there who use Opera...does this happen to you? If so what did you do to fix it, or get all your formatting buttons back up there?
Also here in the dreaded IE, my blogger window also shows "Edit Html" and "Compose", but in Opera it doesn't have either of those buttons.

Speaking of buttons...click your little left mouse button over to Did I Say That? and join in on the fun. They're a great group of people over there..lots of fun chit chatting goin' on, and even more serious discussions as well. A little bit of something for everyone.

I'm in the top 10 Chatty Bitches...I feel so special right now..gives me that warm tingly feeling all over..hahaha!

Sweeet!

2006-07-11T18:23:00.000-04:00

I scored a free treadmill today! I've wanted one for years.

I went nutty with tidying up today and I even cleaned the desk (wiped it down too..oooh my). My hands feel all tingly again this evening..because of my wrists. They've been fucking with me for the last few days and it's no fun at all.

I'm hungry, and now we're leaving..gonna go grab a burger at our usual hangout..gosh I'm such a barfly, and the sad thing is.. 95% of the time I'm there I never drink. Just good food, and getting to hear a lot of good bullshittin' going on.

Oh also.. TWO MORE DAYS!

M-O-N-D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S

2006-07-10T13:32:00.000-04:00

Monday Sucks... Monday Sucks.

I can't believe I haven't posted since Thursday. Just been busy around here.

We went shopping. Hey what girl doesn't like that? Mr Dork got new tires for his truck, and an oil change and all that crap. We got new shoes at Kohl's (love their sales), then went to Home Depot. He got a tool starter kit. It comes with a cordless drill, sander, circular saw, and flashlight and a couple other things. We kinda needed that stuff for when we start fixing this place up..so it was a good investment.
I've also wanted a cute little patio swing with a cover on it..and I'm in luck. I found one there for $65 and it usually goes for over a hundred bucks. So I know what I'll be getting for an early birthday gift (as well as the trip to Florida YIPPEE).

It was a gorgeous weekend. so I wanted nothing to do with staying inside playing on the computer.

That's for this week. It's going to be in the high 80's, low 90's all week long, and I tell ya, I'm going to have this AC running nonstop. I'll be in here getting everything ready to go.

Yes yes, only three more days! I CAN'T wait! Mr Dork is going to get me another memory card for my camera, so that I can take a lot of extra pictures.

Whooooeeee I'm excited. On the way down we're going to go further east so that he can take me through Georgia, and on the way back we're gonna come up through Alabama. I begged him to do it that way because even if we don't go anywhere or see anything special..I'd still like to go, so I can maybe stop at a truck stop and buy a keychain, postcard etc...you know just to say I've been there. Yeah I'm a dweeb..whaddya expect?

Hope everyone is doing well...any of you got plans for this summer?

I got tagged again

2006-07-10T13:28:00.000-04:00

Well, I guess I should finally do this. I got tagged for this a while back and completely forgot about it..so I might as well do it now since Denise has tagged my fat ass.

Five things in my closet:
Pants
Shoes
Box o toys
blankets
sometimes a cat on the blankets

Five things in my fridge:
Milk
Pop
Eggs
Cheese
Leftover spaghetti sauce

Five things in my car (err his truck):
Garbage
cd's
a blanket
extra sunglasses
an empty cooler

Five things in my purse (don't usually carry one but):
Keys
I.D.
Cigarettes
Sunglasses
a pen

Congratulations..It's a Rant!

2006-07-06T10:15:00.000-04:00

Damned mosquito bites!
They used to be a regular, as in every time I stepped out the door occurence for me when I lived in Canada. Then I moved here. Last summer the city had trucks that drove around spraying for mosquitoes, and not once did I get bitten by one of those evil bloodsuckers last summer...not one fuckin' time.

This year they have yet to start spraying..if they are going to do it at all, and within the last three days I must have been bitten by the lil' buzzing bastards at least ten times. It sucks. I just cannot NOT scratch. The itch drives me near insanity, and I end up scratching until the skin around it is raw and sore...and STILL ITCHY.

I think I may have finally started to come out of the slump I've been in. I just haven't felt like doing a single damned thing. I would have to sit here and talk myself into getting up and doing a load of laundry, or to clean the floors, so I kinda let some things go.
Yesterday I finished up laundry, vaccumed every single carpet and rug in this place, started cleaning up and organizing the bedroom..I felt good. It felt good to get something accomplished instead of sitting on my fat ass obsessing over things I just can't change, or beating myself up over things I could have changed or didn't. When I get like that..I just withdraw into myself, and become lazy so that I don't have to face reality.

I'm also stressing out about my mother. I just found out that she needs to go on oxygen, and have some type of breathing machine attached to her at night while she sleeps. The doctor has advised her to just take it easy, don't do any type of work etc. She tried to contact Canada Pension, and Ontario Disability, but because my dad is retired and recieving his pension, my mother is ineligible for pension or disability benefits. WTF. My dad's pension is fucking peanuts, He cannot support both himself, my mother, and pay for all her medical stuff that isn't covered under Canada's (not so fucking great afterall) healthcare system.
What's scaring me so bad about this is it is driving her nuts, she is the type that when she feels that she's lost out, lost all hope, she WOULD take her own life. I'm so scared for my mother, for my parents..just the whole situation sucks.

She has worked all her life, and deductions from her paychecks always went to Canada Pension, YET she is ineligible? She's 58 years old..yeah she's not an old lady, but with her health problems she cannot just go out and take any damned job. I am so pissed off with the way things work.

Yeah of course, that stupid twat down the road admits she doesn't want to work, and keeps popping out kid after kid so that welfare will give her $1500+ a month (they don't do the food stamp thing up there), while my mom can't get any help at all. Makes me very afraid to get old..not because of my body breaking down...but the way things are in North America these days, it sucks to be elderly unless you are rich, but then if you're rich, you really don't give a shit about common, every day, hardworking people. Bleh!

I didn't mean to go on a rant about this..but damn. I just don't understand how/why the hardworking people get shit on, and the lazy fucks who expect everything, get everything.