Saturday, March 21, 2009

so, i am sick. i feel like junk and it just happens to be the one week that i have a lot of hours at work. other than that things are okay. i drove to parkway center manually today and that makes me feel pretty good about myself.

a highlight of this week is something of a milestone for me. i fully understand blow drying. when i get my hair cut i am quick to say "cut it in a way that does not require me to use a blow dryer". i get a look that says "you are a grown lady and you don't blow dry your hair? really?". i ignore it and hope that it will be a miracle haircut that will look awesome everyday without using any products, blow drying, or doing anything more than washing and being twisted up in a towel. so since i am not feeling great i showered last night so i could sleep that extra 20 or so minutes. i do this often if i have to work super early. i go to bed with wet hair and it pisses me off all night long. last night i figured it would be worth it to dry it. man-o-man. in the past i have had times where i waved the dryer around for a minute or 2 but not completely. that is the key i guess. completion. holy hell people, not to toot my own horn, my hair looked like a million dollars last night. i stared at it for a minute or 2 and headed to bed with the shiniest, softest, fly-awayless, greatest hair ever. honestly i was looking for a compliment on it on the way to bed but since it was dark i just had to deal with the awesome on my own. it still looks kick ass. the rest of me is zombie-like due to the illness. since i have been tanning i kind of look like a zombie that has been rolling in mud. bigger girls do not tan evenly, i can just tell you that right now.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

jt: you know what is awesome?

me: what?

jt: this song (proceeds to play a craptastic piece of classic rock)

me: are you serious?! what is this?!

jt: in a gadda da vida

me: who the hell even sings this?!

jt: iron butterfly!

me: oh my god! who do i live with? ? ?


this really happened just now.

Friday, March 13, 2009

today is the last day of the malibeast. she is moving on the what i hope is a greener pasture. though i don't believe in greener pastures. anyway. the car has basically been living (or dying in this case) to piss off the neihborhood for the past 8 months and a constant source of stress for me. i thought of fixing it a little and selling it but even the bare minimum would be more than i could get out of it. so then i wanted to junk it. it is honestly too good to junk, if somone one was able and willing to put time, work, and money into it. then christoper at work tells me about his car guy. basically i am giving up the malibeast for a better laser. he is going to do the breaks, shocks, tires, muffler issue etc etc on the laser in exchange for the shell of a lady that is the malibeast. i know he can get at least a year or 2 out the ol' gal that i don't have the money to give her. the reason i bring up the car guy is that i feel like he is going to be pretty entertaining. he is getting up there in the years but has the mind of a jack russell terrier. everything is going a million miles a minute and i know he is going to spit out some gems sooner or later. i will keep you posted on it. my favorite of today was "well, i am going to grab a bagel, carnation instant breakfast, a starbucks doubleshot, maybe some more coffee and i will head on over there!" instead of "i need to grab some breakfast first". instead of "i need to look up your address" he said "i am just going to put your address into some site and it will just take me right to the car and i will pick it up. hey, google maps, insane right? i like to look up my childhood home and see all of the new houses going up. i remember a few years ago when the white van with the camera sticking out of the top was driving around this neighborhood. crazy stuff." it went on for much longer but i am hoping you get the point.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

let me tell you something about our computer. first, it is jt's computer but i like to say everything in the apartment is "ours", unless it is mine. whats his is mine, whats mine is mine. i would love to say i am joking but i am just this selfish. moving on. the computer power button went kaput some time ago and it requires crawling under the desk and stabbing the insides with a fingernail file. sounds safe doesn't it? this is why i never bothered to learn how to do it. jt is in georgia, i opted to stay home and lay around instead. i am not sure what i was thinking. anyway, last night i was thinking "i can make it through the long as the computer stays on." then around 4 am the power blinked, as it often does, and the computer shut down. i could have cried, that is no joke. not only would i be without, i would have to sit in silence. the fan creates a comforting white noise that i love and hate. i couldnt sleep because i then heard the dripping faucet, the heater cracking, and i even heard someone upstairs sneeze. i woke up and flipped the monitor the bird. needless to say i turned the beast on but not after i exhausted all other entertainment in the apartment. my computerless day before i begged for power instructions:

i woke up and got ready to walk at the park with harmony. it was packed with people, which kind of pissed me off. it was less like walking and more like dodging kids with various wheels under them. after 2 miles we called it quits. when i got home i flipped the computer off again and got ready to go downtown for a while. even though i had no business there, i thought it was a good idea. it was actually a dumb idea. it was packed like i have never seen it. people everywhere. not regular people. assholes. i these ladies were crossing the road and almost got ran over by some bitchy teens. they were hanging thier heads out of the window screaming "move your asses!" and honking. the ladies were saying over and over "is that nessesary!?!?" i really saw both sides of the story because i didn't like the whole lot of them. moving on. i went to malprops, thinking i would find a book and maybe hang out and read somewhere. it was asshole city in there! no joke. there are signs everywhere that say "use your cellphone outside" and it love them for it. apparently this girl came to a bookstore not knowing how to read because she was screaming into the phone walking from one end of the store to the other. "WOW! I CANT BELIEVE THAT! WOW! SHE REALLY SAID THAT?! YOU ARE JOKING! YEAH, SHE IS SUCH A BITCH!" and so on and so on. on a funny note, she was talking about how rude everyone around her was. FUNNY. another group of a-holes i encountered was 2 different sets of mother/son duos. one would get right in the middle of a major walkway and stop. the son would play some handheld game thing and the mom would stand beside him looking off in the distance at nothing. meanwhile i am behind them like "really? are you guys really going to camp out here? really?!" i would stand for a few seconds before i said "heeeey.....let me just slide right by ya there guys....yeah....thaaaaanks" the other mother/son duo was kind of the same. they were content to take over a whole aisle of books. wide stance, arms out, bags spread all over, just taking over the whole section. it was impossible to not kick everyone in the face. my least favorite of the bookstore beasts was when a woman took over fiction by parking a huge stroller and sitting beside of it while she breastfed. i have no issues about breastfeeding. please, when i am actually producing food from my body, i am going to whip it out all over the place because that is some amazing stuff but i will make sure that people can get to A-L in the fiction section without seeming like a boob peeper. i must have looked like a dumbass just hanging around waiting for mealtime to be over so i could look for a charlie huston book. i gave up long before burp time. i could not squeeze to her left, between the desk and stroller, or to the right of the lexus of strollers. COME ON! i must have been on bitch mode all day or something. i came home and thats when turned the computer on and watched 2 episodes of angel while stuffing my face with macaroni and cheese from the fresh market that sucks as far and macaroni and cheese goes. i ate it, dont get me wrong. it just sucked. then i took a boredom nap. now i am blogging like a mother fucker.

i really should have gotten my lazy self motivated to go to georgia. i just wanted to lounge around the apartment, seeing as how i was away for almost a week. as soon as jt got a good bit down the road i regretted staying home. its hard to go from being around a group for a bit, then being alone. feel sad for meeeeeeee.

back to my angel marathon. such a good show.