Personal…

I’ve never felt uglier than I do today…thank god today is almost over.

You go cougar…err girl!

Well….19 is a little young maybe LOL.  But hey, if you can make it work, more power to ya.  This little traditional lady isn’t gonna judge.   

Oh and it’s HYSTERICAL that her ex also dated someone 22 years younger than him but that only got a one line snippet LOL.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/8335453.stm

I always felt like a predator dating so much younger than me, but now I’m so over it!

~Cheers

Cat nappin

It finally happened!  After 2 years it finally is happening.  Twice this week my lovely cat has slept in the bed with me.  She is the sweetest thing ever and usually is very particular about her sleeping accommodations (which is usually her favorite red fleece blanket laid out on a comfy chair somewhere in the living room).  But for two nights this week, she chose me. 

I’m guessing it has something to do with one of the following reasons:

1. I’m the most amazing person on the planet (at least in her eyes and really, that’s all that counts).
2.  I’ve turned the heat down to a balmy 69 degrees at night so she’s cold and can’t verbalize her distain and instead has chosen to move in on my territory
3.  She no longer like the color red and instead prefers chocolate brown (the color of my comforter)

No matter what the reason, I am choosing to believe it is because she loves me and doesn’t want me to sleep alone in my comfy bed.

~Cheers to ignorance is bliss

A nor what?

Soooo…apparently I’m experiencing my first ‘Nor’Easter’ (if that is even how the f you spell it).   A Nor’Easter, to my little knowledge on the subject, is a week long rain storm, complete with 30-40 mile an hour wind that travels along the northeastern coast of the continental United States of America during the winter time.  I’ve heard that this year, the Nor’Easter is early.  Damn global warming!  So welcome to my day and if you are as big a nerd as I am…you can read more about it from people who don’t know anything more than me.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nor’easter

~Cheers to rain

LOL

I love nights with your friends where you laugh so hard you cry. Where you are free to say whatever you want without judgement and be silly like the 15 year old girl at heart you are. Thank you Laurie and Kim

Simon says…give me a break

Carly if you cause the price of my delicious Carmel macchiato and non-fat white mocha to go up I will go to every Starbucks one by one, buy all the sugary pastries, and beat you to death with red velvet cupcakes and rice marshmallow treats

I’m gonna go ahead and guess that your album didn’t sell so well BECAUSE YOU ARE CARLY SIMON and not the fault of Starbucks.  I dunno that any amount of promotion could help you at this point.  I’m sure back in the day (and when I say back in the day I mean before I was born..and I’m f-in old) you were a big star…but get over  yourself woman.  At some point, we all have to take a step back and realize when our time is up.  Since you missed that golden opportunity in life, I graciously will help you out…Carly, it’s time.

Normally I do not like to side with overpriced franchised corporate world takeovers who sell legal stimulants…so I detest you even more for putting me in this situation. 

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/8304332.stm

~Cheers to Vanilla Lattes

NAAC Pulease…

Thank God the news can still make me laugh.  So I know this article is a little tough to swallow (except if you’re Herman Thomas…ba da bing!).  I must admit I was like…what dude??  But then, like a beacon of bright light…I read this:

• The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP), a civil rights organisation, has said that Mr Thomas is being prosecuted because of his race.

Um…excuse me NAACP?  Because he’s black??  Really???  Yeah, you’re right.  I’m sure him having sex with inmates had nothing to do with what he is being accused of.    You really nailed it on the head there.  GG.  Where is Opera and the President when you need them (oh right, they apparently have no world influence).  Thank you for making me giggle to myself at work on this fine Monday  

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8290275.stm

It never gets any easier

When the person you want in your life….doesn’t quite agree with you.

~Cheers to figuring it out earlier and earlier as I get older

They like me…they really like me

Recently it was brought to my attention that people actually do read my blog on occation and enjoy my witty banter to myself (which usually only makes me giggle and I’m perfectly ok with that lol). For all my fans out there…and for myself…I’m going to post more. Fair warning lol.

No more privacy

I just listened to the scariest meeting of my life. A vendor, who I would like to name buy is searching as we speak for key flags in webpages,…..just demo’ed how they are able to capture every piece of public data possible on an individual (and has ways to get the private info too). This data allows them to know everything about your life…the color of your first car your parents gave you when you were 16, the names of all of your neighbors at your first house, even your behavior patters.

People ask me all the time why I don’t blog anymore. Now you have your answer. I’m tired of being tracked. I’m a mouse in a cage…just like you…except I’m scared and unwilling to accept it.

Fuck you american government and every data collection institution ever creadted. And if you put me on a watch list for saying that… Then fuck whoever is reading this right now.

We all should be ashamed

I loathe people and what they are capable of. Life isn’t fair so thank god for the death penalty. If we are judged by the weakest examples of our species then we deserve every unspreakable thing that ever happens. Especially you…you cowardly, fucked up, pathetic excuse for a pulse, who you better hope I never run into you because I will personally dismember you one cell of skin at a time, man who lives in miami.

Www.CNN.com/2009/crime/06/11/Florida.cats.killed/index.html

One definition of success

You know you’ve arrived when your jon interviews no longer consist of a conference room with a large table…but rather on a penthouse corner glasses in room with sofas and pictures of the person you are there to meet on the wall.

Derive this

http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/feedarticle/8507804

~Cheers to you Obama for making shit up to save

I might get gangren

Why do I always feel like I’m going to contract the worst possible disease while waiting in a doctors office, hospital room, or bloodwork center
??? What the hell is that about? Today I’m worried about gangreen while listening to the easy listening station and watching people try and figure out this center has a computerized sign in sheet LOL.

-cheers to not being sick.

What would you do

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k56KUjSynJM&feature=PlayList&p=64E7DC87688C80B6&index=0&playnext=1

 

~Cheers

The hardest thing

Is trying to stay true to yourself and having it get in the way of something that could be amazing.

-Cheers to whatever

The honk factor

Today driving home from work I actually recognized someone I knew walking down the street and I honked at them from my car and waved. As I continued on my way home it dawned on me that this was the first time since I moved I have had that experience. Sometimes the little things make all the difference.

-cheers to it feeling a little more like home

What have you done for me lately

Omg my first iPhone post. Someone fix the keypad and give me smilies so I can justify keeping this phone!! I suck at typing on it LOL

Glow fuck yourselves in the name of science

Things I hate:

1. People fucking with animals in anyway–I personally want to hunt each of them down and disembowel them over a period of several days without any anesthetics

2.  People fucking with nature

3.  People who fuck with both animals and nature

4.  Everyone who ever thought that cloning animals was a good idea for the progression of science

5.  Every South Korean associated with this article

6.  The way this article makes me feel instantly livid and filled with hate—hence I’m writing on a Saturday

http://news.aol.com/article/glowing-puppy/445317?ncid=AOLDSN00290000000006

~Cheers to #7 on my list not being about something I hate, but instead doing something to stop this from happening again.

Curry-osity

As a geek…I work with a lot of Indian-origin people.  That might not be the most PC thing to say, but get over yourself, its not the point of this post…

The point is…I had a conversation with one of them at work today about a trip he is taking in May.  The conversation went like this:

Me:  Oh a vacation!  Where are you going
Him:  To India
Me:  Oh lovely.  To visit your family?
Him:  Yes…..and,….to get married
Me:  OH!  Wait…didn’t you tell me last year that you were the ‘permanent bachelor type’ and weren’t interested in getting married when the 3 other Indian people you work with were all flying back to India to get married?  Didn’t you say arranged marriages were not for you and that you weren’t ready?
Him:  Yes…but it’s not just about me.  It’s about my family and her family and me.
Me:  Do you know her?
Him:  Yes for 2 months now
Me:  Do you like her?
Him:  Yes I wouldn’t agree to marry her if I didn’t
Me:  Have AGREED to marry her?  You mean you didn’t ask her?
Him: No that’s not the way it works
Me:  (Speechless while he laughed)

My point is that the woo-ing process (the courtship period if you will) for different walks of life is beyond my realm of understanding.  I will stick to the bouquet of red roses and chocolate covered strawberries sent to me to win me over while we get to know each other tyvm.  I want to marry my best friend and someone who gets along with my family, the person I entrust with my innermost secrets…not the one my parents kinda like, who I hope like hell we enjoy being around each other and who I’ll be stuck with after they are dead and gone. 

~Cheers to you my brave co-worker.  I wish you all the best.