Dreams of Cyndi Lauper....

Ok, so I don't actually dream of Cyndi Lauper, but everytime I post about Mondays, I hear 'Manic Monday' in my head.

*jumps up off her stool and does the 80's dance* Ok, so not really, but it would have been cool.

I have nothing to say about Monday. It rained? It did melt away just about all of our snow. But it stands to rectify that situation here in a couple of days.

Outside my office window, they began tearing down the ghetto motel yesterday. Makes me think about how life is a lot like that hotel. It starts out as something great and over time it might get run down and a little worn, but you can always tear it down and start over. Does that make any sense? I had a better analogy worked out in my head, but I can't make it come out. So Fuck it.

Helped Kiki move some furniture last night. That's right, we don't need no stinkin' boys. But we are pretty funny to watch when we try to tackle this stuff together.

I laid on the couch and watch the end of The Edukators. I LOVED THIS MOVIE. It's refreshing and new. It's german, so go figure.

I played with Kiki's flat iron for a little bit, my ruby red locks pulled straight, looks kinda good.


I called it an early night and popped some Excerdine PM around 9 and was passed out snug in my bed at 10.

How glam is my life?

Max Bed Count: Duh....

Tagged Like A Doe On The Back Of A Truck...

Kiki the cake tagged me for another one of this silly things. But I have nothing better to do soo...

What I was doing ten years ago:
I was 15. I was a sophomore in high school. GOD 10 YEARS!?!?! I wasn't doing much of anything.

What I was doing five years ago:
I was 20. I was working at Wal-Mart and not accomplishing anything with my life.

What I was doing one year ago:
The same thing I do today. Fuck around on the internet all day at work, and sit down for some more when I get home. But I was busy worrying about whether or not I was going to be laid off after my office closed due to savage downsizing.

What I did yesterday:
Hung out with Squidward, laundry, and a couple of movies

Five snacks I enjoy:
1. Pineapple
2. Popcorn
3. Peanut Butter
4. Cottage Cheese
5. Chocolatey things

Five Songs to which I know all the words:
1. Lisa Loeb - I Do
2. Jamie Cullum - All At Sea
3. Matchbox Twenty - Hang
4. Kelly Clarkson - Beautiful Disaster
5. The Black Crowes - She Talks To Angels

Five Things I would do with $100 Million:
1. GET OUT OF NOWHERE!
2. Buy a new car
3. Take care of my family and friends
4. Invest
5. Own a couple of homes

Five Places to run away:
1. Minneapolis
2. London
3. Fort Pierce, FL
4. Chicago
5. Cabo

Five bad habits that I have (only five?):
1. Talking on my phone
2. Spending too much time online
3. Spending too much money
4. I trust everyone to a fault
5. Procrastinating

Five things I like doing:
1. Driving
2. Shopping
3. Sleeping
4. Hanging out with friends
5. Cuddling

Five thing I would never wear:
1. Paisley print dress
2. Shorts
3. Flannel shirt
4. Anything from Ambercrombie
5. A mumu

Five Favorite TV Shows:
1. Will and Grace
2. Friends
3. Alias
4. ER
5. Las Vegas

Five Biggest Joys In My Life:
1. My friends
2. Shopping
3. Driving
4. Dancing when no one is looking
5. Movies!

Five Favorite Toys:
1. My brand new Motorola V 555
2. My Car, Squeakers
3. My stupid slow computer
4. My iPod
5. Since I am sure it wouldn't be nice to list a person as my favorite toy...I will just go with...My milk frother!

What About Bob...

I almost forgot about Sunday. Like you are running late, racing for the door and remember that you have company. Today Bob is Sunday. *I have never actually seen 'What About Bob?', I just liked the title today.*

Sunday got off to a late start. I slept until damn near noon, popped in a movie to take a nap. Well, the movie was The Edukators. It's German with English subtitles. You can't nap to that!!! It takes way too much concentration. Well, I liked it.

Around 4, I headed over to meet Squidward. It was laundry day. After a brief stop for nourishment, *mmmmm caramel moolatte* we were off to The Fluff and Fold. We do not care for days when the laundromat is busy, so we drove around looking for the least busy one. Also happened to be that most ghetto. *In the ghetto* And there wasn't even anyone worth talking about!

So after a very boring laundry session, we headed back to his place to watch Damien: The Omen II. It wasn't 1/2 bad, but it ended pretty swiftly. It seems like the sequel might have been kind of long so they chopped it in half to make an extra movie. But as I have not seen the 3rd yet, I am only guessing. And I may have been partially asleep at the end too.

All in all, a pretty relaxing Sunday...Not much to talk about.

Bed Count: Wanna guess? Oh wait. Could it be one?

Let The Rain Fall Down...

Everytime it rains, I hear Hilary Duff. I stare out at the serene, and can't help but hear "Come Clean".

I once said that snow makes everything new again. Every flakes that falls provides a fresh slate for us to mess up again.

Every drop of rain that falls cleans away all the dirty that is our lives and reminds us that we can always get clean again.

And I Ain't Got Nobody...

*sing it with me...*

Saturday came and went as all days do. I stayed up way too late Friday night. I stumbled to bed around 3 or 4 and I was up and out the door for work at 7.30 Saturday morning. I made it throught the day and headed home.

After slapping a fresh coat of dye on my head, it's redder then I planned but I like it(and am a little thankful that it fill fade in a week or two), it was nap time. I got out of bed in enough time to throw some clothes on and meet Squidward for his lunch hour. We hurried on over to Pizza Slut. I don't know why but, everytime I am in there I just freeze to death. I was wearing a sweater and I just shivered.

After eating, I laid down to take another nap and the phone rang. School Teacher and her husband were coming over. We hung out for a couple of hours and they watched me play video games until it was time for me to go get Squidward.

We spent the next two hours cooking and baking. We made our own little Thanksgiving dinner for Annie and ourselves, since both he and her missed out on traditional holiday meals. We made stuffed chicken breasts, stuffing, mashed potatoes and vegetables. It was super yummy. We also made a pan of fudge brownies with peanut butter/chocolate swirled chocolate chips and this pan of awesomely looking rich chocolate cake. I say awesome looking because we never got around to actually eating them. Although, Annie and I did have some brownie this morning (omg).

Then it was movie time. We snuggled down on the couch to watch Ginger Snaps. Not a terrible movie in fact. I mean it wasn't great, but I was so entertained by it that I honestly didn't give a crap. I mean, come on!! They taped her tail to her leg! I didn't care for the ending though, I found it lacking. But what can you expect.

It was around 4 before I finally found myself slipping into dreamland, where I dreamed of things that I can't tell you about. They made me a little sad though.

Off to start my Sunday.

Max. Bed Count: 1

The Return of Black Friday...

In more then one sense honestly.

The Friday after Thanksgiving means the same thing to many people. Ass crack of dawn, door buster sales. I am no exception to this. I have a tradition every year that involves dragging my sorry ass out of bed at 4 a.m. to meet up with MrsGiggles, her mom and aunt. Then we head off to Wal-Mart for whatever the deal of the week is. The only thing that interested me was a 256MB memory card for $13.88! Can't go wrong there. Then it was off to JCPenny's, Fashion Bug, Payless, Sam Goody, Office Max and Walgreens. This was all before 9 a.m. It's not so bad when you are doing it, because I think I look so forward to it, that I don't notice how tired I am. I do enjoy the time spent with Mrs. Giggles. It's the only tradition we have left and I love it.

I scurried home to take a nap, which didn't happen and by 10:30, I was on the way to work. Work blew. It was really slow for a Friday after a holiday. After 6 loooong hours it was homeward bound to clean up my house a little before people started popping over.

Parts of the night made for awkward and tense moments that I care not to re-hash because I will only get upset again. But let's leave it at....there's always drama at my house. Fridays will never be the same to me if all my friends can't hang out. At some point in time thou, I did have to leave that not all my friends have to be friends with each other. I didn't think though, that being civil was out of the question, but what do I know?

Max Bed Capacity: One

Entertainment Run Down...

This is what you need to know right now...or what I feel you need to know this very second.

Alias is dunzo? Althou, I am not even a little surprised. Once an avid follower, I can say I have only watched one episode this season.

And big surprise...Nick and Jessica have announced their parting of ways. Anybody who reads the paper (i.e. US Weekly) already knew that. Seems they were the last to know.

Goddamn Over-Achievers...

So here I am reading the paper today. I see a picture of a guy I went to high school with. Picture him, your all-american boy next door jock. This boy was no average jock though, he was a god. Like a super-hero alien hybrid of jock. He deserves his own Saturday morning cartoon for heaven's sake. He was that cool. And whatever happen to Saturday morning cartoons, they used to be soo cool.

*breaks out in dance* I'm just a bill....Conjuction Junction, what's your function...The coolest class I had post high-school was this writing class and the teacher didn't want to teach that day so she threw in School House Rocks. It was the best day ever.

What was I talking about again? Oh, super jock.

In football, he still holds the conference record in both most yards rushing and rushing attempts. He lettered like 13 times in sports, named all-conference and all-state in basketball, football, and baseball. He went on to college football for Madison and baseball for Milwaukee. Athletic success followed him in his colligate career as well, he was once the Wisconsin Offenisve Player of the year and played on the 1999 team that went to the Rosebowl. The guy did it all and made it look easy.

As if that wasn't enough, he was just named head coach to MSOE's baseball team.

I would hate him if he weren't so damn likable. He always said hi and smiled at everyone. He was the kind of guy in high school that didn't care who you hung out with or what brand your shoes were. He was the Homecoming King, Prom and Winter Ball king and nobody hated him. You just couldn't, he was just a nice guy. I can honestly say, the only reason I know so much is he was cute as hell! I mean seriously, this guy was Jake Ryan personified (and if you don't know who that is, I can't speak to you anymore).

I have to wonder what their mom fed the boys in this family. His older brother went on to play professionally for both the Colts and the Redskins until an ankle injury sidelined him. He also is cute, which explains the knowledge of his doings.

Boys like this make small time bank tellers look like slackers. Oh wait...

By The Pound...

So I hope everyone's Thanksgivings came and went without pause and that you still have pumpkin pie induced heartburn. Teehee, nice huh?

I could run down the whole day but instead I will just recap.
* Digit told "The Thanksgiving Story" a record number of 3 times in one day. It's amazing how well received humor at my expense really is.
* The word masturbate was used at the dinner. And later in a sentence by my mother.
* My mother touched my special place at the dinner table.
* Meow Mixx learned that there is a reason all holiday gatherings are served with alcohol.
* Neckred showed us just how redneck he really is by finding his run-in's with the law amusing.
* A 6 y/o and a 4 y/o can eat more turkey then me.
* My mother came into the living room and asked Neckred to help my step-dad get it up.

See, and you thought Thanksgiving was boring.

Happy Thanksgiving...

I hope the holiday finds you well. Eat some turkey 'til you puke!

I will be enjoying the holiday at my mom's. Joining me of course will be Digi, Meow Mixx, Prof Snape, Lazy Eyed Nottie (featured in Digi's FIB story) and children.

Should be at least one thing to blog about.

The Great Holiday Exchange...

Inspired by PJS, I have deicieded (spelled it wrong, don't care) to jump on the bandwagon.

The Great Blogger Chirstmas Card Exchange. (Sounds like a Charlie Brown movie).

Who doesn't love mail, especially the holiday kind? So if you are so inclined to join in the fun...shoot me an email (if you read my profile...you'd know it's there) with mailing info and I will handwrite a holiday card and send it your way.

And then use your information to steal your identity. Not really. I am not smart enough to do that, but we all gathered that.

Seriously...do it...holiday cards from me. I mean come on. And I can maybe even get other blogstars to join in the fun. And leave a comment so other people know that we are doing this.

Oooo. Instead of identity theft....I think I will sell your information to other bloggers. teehee. Seriously, not smart enough to do that.

Showin' Some Love...

I was featured on SamanthaBurns.com for some reason or another as a random link she posted. I am a little flattered.

Wander on over her way. She's interesting.

A Case Of The Mondays...

My first day back to work came and went without pause. The highlight of my day was collecting the mail.

My CD came!

Yay!! So needless to say, I am Madonna-licous!

And Amazon still says it's in Kentucky.

Saturday/Sunday Shenanigans...

Honestly, I don't have a whole lot that I want to say about Saturday. Squidward and I made a quick stop at the bar to chat for 10 mins and then headed home to settle in to watch a little Roswell. Had a sleep over with intentions of sleeping in super late, and that really didn't happen.

So let's skip ahead to Sunday. It was more fun anyways.

Laid around the house and watched movies like Dogma and Just Married most of the morning. Then headed over to Squidward's place to hang out in front of the Xbox for a bit. Then headed back to my place for a little din din and then the main event of the evening was Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I dug it! I went with Annie, Squidward, and my coffeemaking friends from the north. A good time was had by all.

We headed back to my place, had a little more food. Then headed to his place to watch Garden State. If you haven't seen that movie...YOU MUST!

Max Bed Count for Saturday - 3, 1 solo and 2 snugglers

Max Bed Count for Sunday - 2 solo inhabitants

So that's my vacation...exciting huh?

What's In Kentucky...

That's a good question. Well, let me tell you. MY MADONNA CD! *insert angry eyes*

On October 25, I up and pre-ordered the brand spanking new Confessions On A Dancefloor. See now, I thought the whole purpose of PRE-ORDERING something was so that arrived at your door on date of release.

Silly girl.

I looked on-line last night to see where my cd was, because....well, it was Friday night.

KENT-fucking-UCKY!!!

I can honestly say I am never pre-ordering anything I want badly ever again. Would have been easier to just go to Wal-mart and stand in line 3 days and just buy it.

*sighs and places angry eyes back on shelf*

Funky Friday...

There was a whole gauntlet of emotions that were included on Friday. I was in the best mood, but as always due to drama, it was fleeting. So, lets skip to the fun parts.

Squidward and I went to dinner with Ray-ray. It was enjoyable, the food was good, desert was not. We ordered this ice cream pie which tasted like it had sat in the freezer about 2 years too long.

As you already know, Friday nights my house is a bustle of activity. This week we pulled out the sofa bed and lounged in front of the TV. The main movie of the night was Wayne's World. Party on.

Squidward made a fantastic chocolate cake that never actually got consumed at all Friday. But the batter bowl was the centerpiece of the evening. Batter ended up everywhere. I was Q-tipping (yes, it's a word) cake batter out of my ear. And let me tell you...I have never had cake smeared on me before, more fun then you'd think.

Meow Mixxx was feeling a little possessive Friday night and felt randomly to stake her claim to me, by grabbing my boobs. (There's a visual for you, Labbie).

Other then that, Squidward and I cooked a whole stuffed chicken (again) and it never actually made it to get cut (again).

Picture this, 3 people on the couch huddled over a whole chicken still in the pan and 3 forks. We don't believe in actually craving birds here anymore. Just pick the carcass clean with a couple of forks. We are actually pretty progressive around here, this is our way to save on dishes.

After a little tummy bumping, the evening winded down for me around 4 a.m.

Max. Bed Capacity...It's tricky. Actual bed - 3 (three at a time, two at a time, and solo...It was a happening spot). Sofa bed - 5 (cozy).

Thursday Tales...

A busy day again. If you say nothing else about me, say this. I am reliable. I am there when needed, everytime, no questions asked.

So skipping right over the most of the day. Cleaned a little, cried a little, napped a little, ect. Had a little visit with Kiki, who was just joyed to go back to work today. Talked of movies, chocolate, Friends, and life. Was nice.

Squidward and I ordered a couple of pizzas for din din and then it was off to the laundry. There was this completely freaky guy there!!! He was a piece of work, not the brightest color crayon in the box. I was a little frightened by him at first, but that quickly changed into annoyance.

From there we went to visit Squidy's dad. Such a nice man.

Then it was back to my place for the most uncomfortable game of Monoply in history.

A little bit of cleaning here and there, and then bed around 3.

Max. Bed Count...3...but never more then 2 at a time.

What About Wednesday...

So, my internet was gone almost all day. BASTARD CHARTER!

So Wednesday. Not really fun. But has it been so far? I spent a large portion of the day snowed in. Cellphone service was out almost all day (I was so antsy during this period).

I ventured out of the house to go to Wal-mart and do a little shopping. A little shopping turned into a lot of shopping (it's Wal-mart, I think it's in the air). I did emerge with Season 10 of Friends (which I have already watched most of) and a new pair of pink boots (they are kind of moon bootish) along with other assorted gunk.

My evening consisted of trying to force feed Meow Mixxx (hadn't eaten in 3 days), and I was not successful.

Squidward and I armed oursleves with paint brushes and attacked my pantry. My pantry was not finished, so we took care of that. A fresh coat of paint later, it looks like I live here. The walls are green and the cupboards are purple.

My phone lately can't seem to stop ringing and last night this was the case. That and my door was pretty busy. I am ok with this actually. Love that people feel they can come here. At any rate, my night ended some where around 6 a.m.

Max. Bed Count...3....but one at a time.

Tuesday Troubles...

After a late night/very early finish to Monday, Squidward and I got a late start on our mission of the day. We were headed to the next major city for a little early holiday shopping.

We, or course chose to do this on the day of the first major snow storm of the year. It's a 60 mile drive. It generally takes me just over an hour to get there, last night it took about an hour and 45 minutes to get home. I couldn't see the lines on the freeway, I spun out a few times on the local highway. It was great fun.

This is the aftermath.

Max Bed Count. 2...but one at a time

Mundane Monday...

...Hardly.

After sleeping in, Squidward and I headed north to the Island City to visit our coffee maker friend.

We had a nice relaxing evening watching Eddie Izzard, and Dawn of the Dead. She made awesome tacos with this chocolate sauce. It has a name....but I just like to call it the chocolate taco sauce.

Vacation Day 2 ended late and rough. I will not disclose any details. But I love everyone involved and hope all is well.

And to the girl on the couch...sleeping like that will give you a crick in the neck.

Maximum bed capacity...2....singlely (yes, that's a word, now shush) occupied twice.