Strange Things...

It's been an emotionally long week.

I am excited it's mostly over now.

Raise Your Voice...

I think I just got talked into bad karaoke with Melly and her parents.

I am not sure how that happened really.

A Change In Directions...

Lots of stuff on my mind lately. I have eluded to this. Perhaps I haven't I forget what I blog and what I don't anymore. I used to blog everything. Now it seems, I blog nothing of interest.

Anyway...

Lots of changes on the horizon.

The biggest being in the education department. I am thinking about going back to school in the spring. I am looking to change programs, which basically means starting over. I am alright with that. I have stuff I need to work out as far as working and such but, it's time to finish that up and feel like I accomplished something with my life.

I know I can have better then what I do.

There's a lot of other stuff weighing prettily heavily on my mind right now, but trust that I will talk about it when the time is right.

Right now, I just need you to love me as much as I love you.

Edumacated...

I learned that you cannot sign up for classes at the local college 3 days before classes start.

Throw Down Tuesdays...

Today's battle of choice.

Slutty bitchy co-worker.

Problem: Trouble with authority. Mine. My position of power of hers.

Answer: Lock bitch in vault. Punch kidney.

Situation resolved.

All That And A Bag Of Piss...

Melly and I were just outside saying goodbye and so was my crazy church neighbor.

Normally, we wouldn't think anything of it.

Except she was standing there holding her cath bag.

The woman was standing outside. Holding a bag full of piss, connected by tubing to her cooch.

What does one say to that?

*sigh*

Today, I threw my hands up in frustration and had to remove myself from several situations.

I got up this morning, still wearing the clothes I came home in at 5 a.m. (I wasn't drinking, thou I was having a heart-to-heart with a friend). I grabbed a hat, and got in my car. Not really telling my friends where I was going, I left. I needed to not be in this town for awhile.

Well, due to a series of events, I ended up coming home in the evening.

I spent some time with someone who just let me talk. It was nice.

Then I got back to town and my frustrations were still here.

Instead of saying things that I knew I would regret, I bit a hole through my tongue. Sometimes it's easier to walk away.

Why I Am Cooler Then You...

Do you have a drink named after you?

I didn't think so.

My namesake is a bucket sized glass of cheap rail vodka on the rocks with a lime floated under the ice.

Long night last night. Lots of apologizing today.

Worth A Thousand Words...

I am looking at photos from last week.

Wow, once you really look at some of them...the body langauge SCREAMS at you.

Huh! Makes me want to look a little closer at some of my friendships a little closer.

The Final Countdown...

60 days from now I will be in sunny California.

I am not going to lie to you. I am excited as all hell!!! I am ready to get out of town for a little bit.

To get ready, I have granted myself permission to spend a little money to purchase a few new items for the trip.

On the list...a new purse. I gotta have a new one for this! Wilson's here I come!!

*As much as I want to drop mad cash on a hot as hell purse, Kiki is probably just going to loan me a few of hers.*

Who Is Going To Play With Me Now...

Bartender Josh is at the Cubs game today. I am jealous and now I don't know what to do with my night.

A Day In The Life Of...

Here's my monday as depicted by photos...

You Know What Sucks...

...fucking drama...

A Fairly Good Time...

Wisconsin Valley Fair Last night.

Grandstand Entertainment: Chris Cagle.

Performance: eh. I found it lacking. It could have been sooo much better. But he's still a hottie.


Actual Entertainment: Josh spending INSANE amounts of money to win carnival stuffed animals such as this, for his women folk.


Discovery Made: More food should be served on sticks.

The Absence Of Justice...

It's been a rough time at work lately. One of my co-workers, the much mentioned Saltine, is going through a bit of a cancer scare right now. In fact, the clinic just called and insisted that she be seen for a biopsy right now, instead of next week as scheduled. In a small office, when something happens to one of us, all of us feel it.

Being one of the only 3 people in my office that I can tolerate and am friends with outside of work, I am scared for her. I can look at her and see how scared she is. She hasn't even told her children what's going on yet, because she doesn't even know where to begin. She doesn't know if she even has something to tell them yet.

This morning I expressed concern that she is seeing local doctors. Our local hospital is somewhat infamous for giving substandard second rate care. It makes me even more scared for her.

I think about all the truly rotten people in life, and have to wonder. Why do honest, good people always have the hardest time? You don't hear about rapists and murderers developing life altering diseases. Christ, they couldn't contract herpes from a $3 hooker on Sunset Boulevard.

They say when life closes a door, a window is opened. Or that when life takes something away, you get something better in return. What does life give you in exchange for your breast?

It's times like these that I firmly believe that there is no justice in this world.

What The Hell...

It's 9.15 in the evening. I am bored as fuck and going to bed.

Oh Come On...

No one had anything to say about that picture?

Where Did We Go Wrong...

Ever get home and wonder what at what point did things take a wierd turn?


I kind of wonder when we crossed that line.

A or B...

I am pissed off and frustrated with more then a few things (people) right now.

I am sitting here trying to debate whether it's worth hashing out and talking about it...or, just saying fuck it and admit that life sucks sometimes.

I chose option B.

Some Of The Boys...

I don't know why I like this picture. It's at a bad angle. You can't see Benny's face. I have no reason to like this.

But I do.