- Hey kids! Freaking BEAUTIFUL day out! My condolensces to those of you chained to the corporate world today. Shoulda played hooky, I'm tellin ya. Woke up at the crack of noon, jumped in the shower and went to take movies back. Decided it was too damn nice to be driving in such awesome weather to go home, so I meandered up to Target, windows down, stereo blarin', singing like a lunatic, doin the driver dance. I'm sure I provided much amusement to my fellow motorists. Got some cute new clothers at Target, along with some other non essential I just wanna spend money cuz I'm in a good mood kinda stuff. Which I can do now cuz I don't have a deadbeat to support. WOOT! Stopped an washed the car on the way home.
Goin out with da girls tonight. Got us a hotel room so we don't have to drive. My goal is to get them trashed. No, strike that. My goal is to get them TRASHED! lol Gonna go clean my house and do some laundry when I'm done here so I don't have to come home to a mess tomorrow when hung over, lol. Gonna be a good night, I can feel it. I'll try to member details for ya ;o)
Thursday, February 19, 2004
- Asshat of the Day Award
Todays Holy Shit What an Asshat goes to..... Gary Barnett
Unfuckingbelievable.
- Well today is just gonna be a big ole ball o suck. Blah. I don't know if its PMS or just one o those wrong side o bed days, but I'm CRANKY! Grrrr.
Went to girl's night at Images last night with Kev an his boy for some pool. Yeah, we were supposed to meet at 8. They finally showed up at 9. Some drama with the neighbors or something. Whatever. By the time they got there, the pool table had been taken over by a straight couple. The female half of said couple was one of those "oo, honey, what should I do? *giggle*" types that just make ya wanna bludgeon them to death with a salami. Come on, pool is not that difficult a game to understand. I can't fucking stand it when women dumb themselves down for men. Like intelligence is somehow a bad quality? Honey, if your man is so insecture with himself that he can't deal with the fact that you can think for yourself, its time to find a new man. So, NE way, we hang at the bar for a bit, then me an Kev play 2 games of doubles. Won both. Got home round midnight and chatted with a friend for awhile. Went to bed around 1. Blah. At least its my Friday. Maybe I'll take the afternoon off.
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
- Yeah, tired. Was reading an article about some town being bought by the government to be used for some terrorist response training doohick and ran across the following quote:
Now that we have Playas, we can do it in a real urban environment.
Fo shizzle.
- Way back in the day when I was writing a personal ad I found a website listing a bunch of advertising slogans. I thought hmmm, what better to use as the headline for my ad? I mean these people do this shit for a living right? Here's my list o picks:
A little dab'll do ya
Be all that you can be
Betcha can't eat just one
Breakfast of Champions
Does she or doesn't she?
Finger-lickin' good
Good to the last drop
Have it your way
It keeps going, and going, and going....
It takes a licking and keeps on ticking
Just do it
Let your fingers do the walking
M'm, M'm, Good!
No More Tears
Nothin' says lovin' like somethin' from the oven.
Once vou pop, you can't stop
Quality is Job 1
Reach out and touch someone.
Taste them again, for the first time
Tastes great, less filling
The Other White Meat.
Sweet as the moment when the pod went 'pop'
Feel the Velvet
Bounty - the taste of paradise
We do it your way
So creamy it's almost fattening
Sixpence worth of Heaven
See how it runs!
Eye it - try it - buy it!
Come home to a real fire
Has it changed your life yet?
Getting there is half the fun
It's tingling fresh
My bottoms are tops
Always Good, All Ways
Prepare to want one
Don't dream it. Drive it!
You press the button - we do the rest
It looks good, it tastes good, and by golly it does you good
Come to where the flavor is
The sweet you can eat between meals (without ruining your appetite)
It could be YOU
Obey Your Thirst
- Oh freakin zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Somebody gimme a caffiene drip stat! I am SO not gonna make it through the day. Icks.
So, went home last night, made dinner and actually DID sit my ass down and work on the station site. Boo ya and a woot woot! Spent about 4 hours on it, decided to hit the hay round 11 cuz I was drop dead tired. Like eyes rollin back in my head tired. So I go and CRASH. Boom. Out. For a whole whopping 20 minutes. At which point I have some fucked up dream about my ex. Yeah I know, not bad enough she fucks up my waking life right? So yeah, eyes pop open round 11:30ish and there is NO gettin back to sleep. None. Notamuthafuckinchance. Grrr. Luckily Cynde emails me, so I log on an chat with her till round 2ish, at which time I am finally able to get back to sleep. And no dreams this time. Argh.
On a happier note, made my second CD sale last night while chatin with Cyn an tree. As Eth would say yeah YEAH! Ok, lame, but Im drag ass tired, cut me a break.
Rednecks
Circle I Limbo
General asshats
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
Saddam Hussein
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
Bill Gates
Circle IV Rolling Weights
Osama bin Laden
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
River Styx
Creationists
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
River Phlegyas
Republicans
Circle VII Burning Sands
George Bush
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
The Pope
Circle IX Frozen in Ice
Monday, February 16, 2004
- From some astrology site:
Aries Fashion Profile
The Ram wants to be first in everything. This means you probably know, up to the minute, all about the current trends in fashion. One step ahead of the game, you're a trendsetter. Not afraid to try new things, as long as they appeal to your sense of fun and adventure, you'll wear the most daring of styles. As soon as you see a new item on the rack, you know it'll be the latest trend, and you're not afraid to spend your hard-earned cash to be the first to have 'the look.' In the eighties, you might have been the first to wear shoulder pads (and the first to rip them out toward the end of the decade), and in the nineties you were first in line for that eyebrow piercing. More conservative Aries turned on the television in the mid-nineties and went right out to get their 'Friends' haircut.
True to its fiery nature, the Ram prefers black and red clothing. Not one to go for the tailored look, your closet resembles Noah's Ark, full of all shapes, sizes, colors and fabrics. Rest assured, though, it all looks really good once it goes on your body. You know that flowers are out and solids are in. As far as makeup goes, dramatic eyes do you best, with bright red lipstick to match your fiery hair. Your Sign rules the head, so your best accessory is a hat and sparkling diamonds to adorn your neck and fingers.
Fave Label: Gucci
Would Look Good On: Sarah Jessica Parker
What a crock. Well, except for that last part. I would look good on Sarah Jessica Parker! ;o)
- DAMNIT! As you may or may not have picked up on, Kim is a wee bit cranky today. Don't wanna be at work, don't wanna deal with the frigid fucking weather, just don't wanna have to cope. At all. But there was one thing I was looking forward to. I'm supposed to be getting a package in the mail. So I'm trottin through the day and when the cranky gets too much Im all well at least I'll have stuff when I get home. Yeah. Then I remember its President's Day. No mail. Fuckwads. What the hell is President's day anyways? And why the hell don't I get it off? Personally I think if the post office don't gotta work, no one should have to. And while we're at it, why don't we rename it to National Idiot in the White House that Wasn't Even Elected Day?
- Safety guy has come and gone. What fun, what joy. I gotta write an emergency procedure. Like what to do if a train derails and floods the building with horrible toxic goo. How the fuck am I supposed to know? Um, run? Bend over and kiss your ass goodbye? Look at the sky an yell "Father help your daughter!"? *snort* Guess that last one would only work for me since I am the lone ovary havin employee. I am sooo not feelin this whole Monday thing. Oh, an little public service announcement for ya- coffee and breathmints do not make for a stomache friendly breakfast. I'm talkin gastronomic napalm. Who has a Tums?
- Another Monday. EWWWWW! Icks. Blah even. So I had all weekend long- 3 whole freaking days and got not a damned thing done on the station. Can you say loser? Not only that, my house is a wreck. Yeah, I'm thinkin low biorhythym day for Kim, lol. Have some safety guy comin in this morning to do a tour of the facility. Urg. So do not wanna be here.
In other, more happy news- I made my first CD sale through the station. Can I get a woot woot! I have no idea why that should make me happy, considering I don't get a damn thing out of it, but there ya go. Oh, and someone rated the station. Somone other than me that is. I'm guessing Cyn. I really gotta get a site meter on the station page so I can see whats goin on. Somebody out there is listening, but I don't know if its some random person that just happened across it or one of my friends that I've bullied into listening, lol. Ah well. Tonight is definitely page building night. I'm WAY behind.
Sunday, February 15, 2004
- Oh, and Friday night make out girl never did call. Shock.
- Lazy lazy day. Gotta love those huh? Stayed in last night. Watched a couple o movies, drank some beer, did some chatting. You know, normal Sat night stuff. Slept WAY in this morn. Woke up, checked email, got a valentine from Ethan. Too fucking funny! Now thats dedication lemme tell ya! Finaly got motivated round 2:20, went to Dick's to see Ruthie, had lunch, came home and napped. LOL So now its 6 and I haven't gotten a damn thing done today. Oh well, thats what Sundays are for right?