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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.