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.
Monday, May 19, 2008
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.
.....................
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.
.....................
I need a Faerie Paint Brush! AHHH!
Ms.B
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.
.....................
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.
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
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
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
..........
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.
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
..........
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.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Flames and Pitchforks and all that Jazz...
A co-worker has her radio tuned into a religion talk show this morning and its driving me completely insane.
I'm positive that she would turn it off if I asked her to. But I don't want to deal with the look in her eyes that says "Ms.B, you are a sinner!"
I'm a poosie.
Ms.B
I'm positive that she would turn it off if I asked her to. But I don't want to deal with the look in her eyes that says "Ms.B, you are a sinner!"
I'm a poosie.
Ms.B
Monday, April 28, 2008
Missing Mischief
Mischief isn't at work today (or likely much of this week at all!) because of the passing of her father. So far as I know it was unexpected.
Mischief, we miss you and hope you and your family are doing as well as can be expected at this point in time.
My poor friend. I'm sad that her heart is broken right now.
:(
Ms.B
Mischief, we miss you and hope you and your family are doing as well as can be expected at this point in time.
My poor friend. I'm sad that her heart is broken right now.
:(
Ms.B
Friday, April 25, 2008
Dream Weaver
I've noticed a reoccurring theme to many dreams that I've had over the past couple of years. Each dream is a little different. But the underlying story is always the same.
I am in college, and it is either half way through, or almost the end of the semester. I am happily plugging along when I suddenly realize that I've not bothered to attend one (or sometimes ALL!) of my classes and there isn't a way to drop the neglected course now.
I always wake up before resolving the problem.
Considering that I received my Associate of Arts in *cringe* 1997, its odd that I am having dreams about school. REALLY ODD.
I should research online about the meaning of dreams. Might be interesting to see what experts would say are the cause of these dreams.
I am in college, and it is either half way through, or almost the end of the semester. I am happily plugging along when I suddenly realize that I've not bothered to attend one (or sometimes ALL!) of my classes and there isn't a way to drop the neglected course now.
I always wake up before resolving the problem.
Considering that I received my Associate of Arts in *cringe* 1997, its odd that I am having dreams about school. REALLY ODD.
I should research online about the meaning of dreams. Might be interesting to see what experts would say are the cause of these dreams.
When "Hello" is Not Enough
Gus spent yesterday morning here at the care center with me. He ran up and down the halls greeting his friends here and eating everything he could find on the floor. After a couple of hours, his "ride" showed up and I was able to continue the work day without distraction. (Thank you for picking him up on the way home from licensing my car, DH! He had loads of fun, as always.)
Dinner time is chaotic at the care center. Forty-five individuals all converge on the dining room and begin the process of waiting for the kitchen to bring on the grub.
While waiting for her meal, one resident beckoned me over and asked me where my dog was. As I chatted with her about how he had gone home with his Daddy, another resident decided she wanted my attention as well.
Her method for gaining that attention? She grabbed my left breast.
*HONK*
Dinner time is chaotic at the care center. Forty-five individuals all converge on the dining room and begin the process of waiting for the kitchen to bring on the grub.
While waiting for her meal, one resident beckoned me over and asked me where my dog was. As I chatted with her about how he had gone home with his Daddy, another resident decided she wanted my attention as well.
Her method for gaining that attention? She grabbed my left breast.
*HONK*
Quiz Time
True or False?
1) Alfred Hitchcock didn't have a belly button.
2) When you sneeze, all bodily functions stop, even your heart.
3) Only 7% of all the population are left-handed.
4) Forty people go to the hospital for dog bites every minute.
5) The average person over 50 has waited in line for around 5 years.
6) 40,000 Americans are injured by toilets each year.
7) Most of us have eaten a spider in our sleep.
8) If color was not added to Coca Cola it would be green.
9) The first Harley Davidson motorcycle, built in 1903, used a tomato juice can for a carburetor.
10) Babies are born without kneecaps. They don't appear until they are 2 to 6 years old.
__________________
According to the newsletter I received with my check this morning, ALL of the above statements are true.
Ms.B
1) Alfred Hitchcock didn't have a belly button.
2) When you sneeze, all bodily functions stop, even your heart.
3) Only 7% of all the population are left-handed.
4) Forty people go to the hospital for dog bites every minute.
5) The average person over 50 has waited in line for around 5 years.
6) 40,000 Americans are injured by toilets each year.
7) Most of us have eaten a spider in our sleep.
8) If color was not added to Coca Cola it would be green.
9) The first Harley Davidson motorcycle, built in 1903, used a tomato juice can for a carburetor.
10) Babies are born without kneecaps. They don't appear until they are 2 to 6 years old.
__________________
According to the newsletter I received with my check this morning, ALL of the above statements are true.
Ms.B
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