Monday, May 19, 2008

3 more days

until my VACATION! Wooo!

What am I doing, you ask?

NOTHING! Isn't it great. I can sit at home and be as lazy as I want to and no one will care.



I'm so happy.

Anger much?

I sure was pissy this past weekend. Reading recent blog entries reminds me that I do still have my red-headed temper.

Sweet.

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Tomorrow is the American Idol Finale. Not sure if I'll watch. Granted, it is exciting to see a local guy in the competition. But since I've known for months that the winner they have chosen for themselves is David COOK, I see no point in watching the last show. David Cook could show up and miss every note of every song and they'll still crown him the winner. I have absolutely ZERO doubts.

Makes it not as fun to watch. I wish reality TV was... real.


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I need a Faerie Paint Brush! AHHH!



Ms.B

Friday, May 16, 2008

A day for blogs about losers...

New York Licence Plate: AZB 8962

THIS is the son of a bitch we encountered tonight at a local store.

While waiting for a car in front of us to finish backing out of his parking spot so we could safely park our own vehicle, the car behind us started laying on the horn like an idiot.

I gave him the benefit of the doubt that the other car was out of his line of sight. He parked next to us and instead of smiling a "sorry" or pretending it didn't happen, he ignored us, cut us off at the door, and slunk through it without waiting for us to enter as well. Basically shut the door on us. Must have been in a REAL hurry to grab that 6-pack of beer he was after. What a douche bag.

Welcome to Utah, asshole.

What a Goon

Another NBA Playoff season, another player injured by the DIRTY play of Robert Horry.

Nasty, punk bastid. Two years I've had this blog and talked about how rotten Horry is. Two years in a row he's hurt someone?

Shit. The Spurs should change his name to Tanya.


Ms.B

Friday, May 9, 2008

Can't Fool This Girl

It's rigged. Every year it is. "Talent Show", my ass. "Reality TV", Phooie! "Entertaining"? HELL YEAH!... sometimes.

This year's American Idol has been somewhat fun to watch. For the first time since Season 2 I am actually tuning to see what happens. Okay, I confess, this past week I blew it off. Didn't care. But over-all, good times.

I'm sure I'll catch the finale. The big Hoorah! The show where they crown David Cook the winner. You heard me. David Cook, the next American Idol. I'm fully aware that they've pimped out David Archuletta all season long. And that little guy is amazing. No, I'm not saying that just because he goes to my old high school. No, I'm not saying that because my sister is one of his classmates. No, I'm not saying that because one of my favorite teachers is now his high school principal. David A. really is a great singer. But David Cook is also a major talent and will make A.I. more money.

KACHING!

It's all about the benjamins, folks. And A.I. is only pimping little David A. so that when the finale comes around they can all "change allegiances" to David C. and make it seem like he made a glorious come back. Big shocking finish!

But they can't fool me. Oh no. I am on to their schemes. And when, two weeks from now, they announce Mr. Cook the victor I will gladly throw my hands up in the air and say "I TOLD you so!".


Ms.B

Monday, May 5, 2008

Mixed signals, much?

The guy told me that I was a people pleaser. That I do nothing but try to make others happy at my own expense. Granted, he only knows me through an online chat program, but never-the-less, he decided to shrink me.

Tonight he was sharing stories about how he got a 13 year old kid drunk and then bought him a hooker. When I said I didn't want to hear about it he was offended. Said he didn't like the feeling of being "judged".

Pretty sure I didn't lecture the guy. Just asked him to stop telling me stuff. But hey, I guess ANY negative response to a situation someone secretly knows is sick and wrong would smart a little. Guilt does that.

*shrug*

I guess I know when to stick up for myself after all. I wonder what a real people pleaser would have done in this situation.


Ms.B

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Kinda sucks. The guy was one of the more enjoyable chit chats in that chat room. Now he'll likely not talk to me anymore. But I can't apologize when I did nothing wrong.