The WORD of FURR

"D" is for Delicious!

2007-11-16T17:55:00.000-07:00

For those of you wondering, or caring, Dave and I are still doing fantastic. We have settled into our relationship for the most part and he's been a huge help to me around the house and yard. I really appreciate and understand now what it's like to have a true PARTNER. I don't think I've ever had that before, nope, I know I haven't. I love it. I love him.

So last night Dave made me dinner for the first time. While a lot of you might find it odd that it took almost 7 months to do it, it's really not, considering...he doesn't know how to cook. Like at all. Like cooking to him is reading directions, putting "vent" holes in plastic and pushing buttons on the microwave. So this was a big deal!

Well, I'm writing this, so you know I didn't die, nor did I get food poisoning. Not that I was worried, I was just sitting on the couch while he cooked, so if I heard anything odd, I woulda checked in. He did really well, other than a couple of questions, he did it all himself. It was really, really good too! What was it he made you ask? Chicken & Bacon Pesto w/Fettuccine..yeah, pretty nice eh? It was fucking awesome. I mean come on folks, you can never screw up a recipe that has BACON in it, right? God I love pork.

So on the boyfriend scale-o-meter, I'd say he's definitely won the prize. I have NEVER had a boyfriend as good as Dave. He is a wonderful man, I'm very fortunate to have met him.

Life is good...

Is That What I Think It Is???

2007-11-14T18:35:00.000-07:00

I am seriously starting to get freaked out by the multitude of wildlife, insects and various other creepy crawlies that live in my neighborhood and inhabit my home. Mostly all outdoor, which is great, but shit, it's a long list!

Web worms - talked about those suckers back in June...they're baaaaackkkk!!!!
Black Caterpillars
Water Bugs - yes, we know they are giant man-eating roaches, but we like to make them sound "sweeter" somehow, in the south
Snakes - only ever saw little baby one's
June Bugs - stupidest bugs in the universe
Spiders - I've got my own little Charlotte near the shed, been there for about 4 months
Mosquito's - swear to god my yard was "the place to be" this summer
Roley Poly's - everywhere
Mothra's - all different shapes and sizes
Lizards - they hang out on the wall next to the back porch, Georgie eats their young
Birds taking refuge in my roof, there's a small hole where a pipe goes somewhere and birds nested in there

...the latest thing that Dave discovered tonight is...well, let's just say it's a rather large rodent. Let's just say Shawna already left a message on my exterminators phone at 6:45 pm tonight. Shit, they are ExtermiGAYtors, hope they'll get the damned thing tomorrow.

Georgie's Wrath

2007-11-10T16:23:00.001-07:00

I have not posted about Georgie my awesome dog lately, so let's take some time to reflect on my little bundle of destruction. She killed a pigeon about a week or so ago, that was really gross. I had to give her a bath immediately after I got the bird out of her death jaw grip cuz I was totally freaked about some filthy bird flu type disease. No, I did not touch the bird, I got her to drop it and used a shovel to pick the filthy wretched little fowl up with. (I hate birds)

Today, Dave bought her yet another toy to destroy. I forgot to snap a pic when it was brand new, but you'll get the idea. No toy can withstand her power...

This is how it looks after about 10 minutes of play time.

What you couldn't see in the last pic, also around 10 minutes in.

Why bother? Wait til it's destroyed fully before picking up "toybits".

Oh why do people think she is not a threat? She will tear some shit UP! That's my G.

Fingerlicious

2007-11-09T19:59:00.000-07:00

Do you people know about an amazing magazine called Fingerhut? It comes personalized with your name, boasting pre-approved credit. It's the most intriguing magazine I have ever come across. It's been around forever, and somehow they magically find you again, even if you've moved 47 times in the last 2 years. Not that I have, but you see what I'm getting at. It's kinda "stalkery"if you ask me. Anyway, I know what's in store, an amazing journey through the most random things on this planet.

Here are some of the things you can get in the Fingerhut catalog:

Electronics - camera's, TV's, DVD players, you get the idea
100 Channel Scanner - so you can make sure the coppers aren't coming to the Meth Lab
Violin
PS2
Doll House - 2 models to choose from!
Remington AirMaster 77 air rifle - bb's or pellets!
Betty Boop or Mickey Mouse PERSONALIZED car mats
**seriously guys, I'm only on page 30 of 97**
Chainsaw
Satin Bed "Set" in red, gold, black and cobalt
Wildlife throw w/matching pillow
23 pc bath ensemble - available in tiger, crane, horse or wolf motif
Room-size murals - available in island, Times Square, purple floral or waterfall
Pool table (and of course air hockey)
George Forman Grill with pic goodness
120 pc kitchen and dining package - dishes, silverware, pots, pans and tupperware
Electric Fireplaces - 5 models to choose from, one being a pseudo wood stove!
Sewing machine - ON THE NEXT PAGE
All of your "baby phat" gear - boots, leather jacket, jeans and purses
Jewelry - yes, you can get the personalized necklace
and finally, the best thing EVER:
9 pc fantasy folding-knife collection - with "ninja death star" included!
--fascinating set includes 8 unique folding knife designs, plus one star knife. Stainless steel blades with blow-molded case. Knives measure 3 1/8" x 5 1/4 long closed. Comes with nylon case all for $49.99 (as low as $6.99 per month!)

Seriously, I'm pretty funny and imaginative, but I couldn't make that shit up!

Survey Says - Part Tre

2007-10-15T11:42:00.000-07:00

Ok, so here was her response, everything was fine with me....until the end....

Shawna,
We are all fine. We are four blocks from the site and all we lost was our water and electricity for the day. I apologies for not getting back to you. We literally had 30 calls that day and it's been impossible to get back to everyone. I assumed you would have talked to Dad. So much has been going on since the event. We are so lucky not to be effected but a few friends of ours have lost their homes and need as much support as you could imagine. I've been working with the school to create a donation system for those who still have the mortgages and are currently paying for hotels, meals etc...It's a nightmare for them. Insurance does not cover landslides - unbelievable! It could have been us, so I am working hard to help any way possible.
Not to mention, I've been working to clear an estate for a client, am classroom mom for Megan, in charge of our class project for our annual fundraiser at school, maintaining the house, etc...
We also have been enduring a huge loss this week. Steve's cousin was killed in a car accident on Sunday. He was in his early 30's and we are all grieving. His funeral is this Friday. Another emotional hit.
So no need to take my lack of communication personal. Life is just happening at light speed and if this effects you negatively and you are "embarrassed" then I cannot take that one on to. I could use more of a compassionate tone from you in place of a scolding. Thanks for your concern. We'll be in touch.
Love,
Stephanie

Survey Says - Part Deux

2007-10-11T09:41:00.000-07:00

Here's the email I wrote to her:

Teddy –

I left you a message last week regarding the situation on Soledad and haven’t heard back from you at all. While I know things are hectic, a quick phone call to let me know everyone was ok and safe would have been nice. The only way I knew you guys were ok, is because Dad called me before I had the chance to call him the day it happened! I’ve been following the story online, as that’s my only way to know what is going on, which is a little disturbing and actually quite embarrassing to co-workers and friends, who of course have asked about the situation and your family.

It looks pretty bad when my response is “I guess they are ok, haven’t heard from them”! I am SURE things are more than hectic and you guys are just sick as can be, knowing the situation isn’t over. They aren’t reporting the new area of concern, like they did in the initial slide (reported 5700 block, why I freaked, cuz I know you are close to that at 6179), so I don’t know how close the new area is to you?!?! Can you please just give me an update? I’d really appreciate it! I worry about the girls being totally freaked out!

I know we have not had the best or easiest relationship in the past, we are very different people, but I’d think you’d be just as upset as I am, if a similar situation happened here, and I didn’t return your calls. I have hemmed and hawed over even writing this email, but at this point, I feel like I have to say how I feel. Again, please know that I understand that you and Steve are just doing what is necessary to protect your family, but I am also your family and am concerned about your safety and all of that too.

Please let me know the current status, like are you living at the house? Are you staying at the beach? What does this mean for the future? Are you going to try and sell? See, million questions that are going unanswered.

Hope to hear from you soon, and hope and pray the girls are safe and ok.
Shawna

Survey Says?!?!

2007-10-10T09:57:00.000-07:00

So my previous post I discussed my sisters sinking street. This happened one week ago today. I did not get a call back to let me know they were ok. My Dad called the night it happened and talked to her, so we know everyone is ok.

Well, by yesterday I was a little more than ticked that she STILL had yet to call me, and decided to send her an email. Granted, we are not close, never have been, never will be, but COME ON, I am family, give me the decency to call me back and let me know my nieces are ok, right? That's not asking too much is it?

So tomorrow or tonight I will post the email I sent to her, this is going to be a 3-Part blog, as I want initial reactions and such and want everyone to be HONEST about what they think. If you think I'm being a baby, then tell me.

So tell me what you think. Did I have a right to be upset by not getting a return call, an email, anything to let me know they are ok? Let's start there!

Sink Hole Sista

2007-10-03T20:53:00.001-07:00

Both of my sister's live in San Diego. One has an 18 year old daughter, the other, an almost 5 year old and a 7 year old. Sis with 2 kids is who I'm talking about. This occured approximately 30 or so houses down the mountain from my sister's home. This is La Jolla, Cali baby, it's Dallas' version of Highland Park, no home goes for less than a cool million.

Of course now all the alarmists are going to be CRAWLING out of the woodwork to discuss the theory that someday Cali will just fall into the ocean. I believe this is one of the Global Theorists ideals, that due to the ice caps melting, the oceans will rise and Cali will be overcome with the ocean. Craziness to me, but I am not having children, it won't happen in my lifetime, or my nieces lifetime, so as long as they don't breed, I have nothing to worry about! ;) Jokes folks, just jokes.

So yeah, that was my day.

Jena 6 - Are you kidding me?

2007-09-20T16:33:00.001-07:00

I'm very bad at keeping up with the news, always have been, probably always will be. Every time I actually watch the news, it's just depressing. In light of this, I had no idea of the "Jena 6" thing that is happening in Louisiana today.

I'm probably going to piss off a lot of people (god I am so good at that) but it's my blog, so I'm giving MY opinion.

This whole thing is just ridiculous. Plain and simple, 6 black kids beat the shit out of a white kid, and from what I've read today, it's not even one of the original 3 that started the "race issues" in the town.

So early September last year 3 white boys hung 3 nooses from a tree in town, apparently a tree that white kids hung out at a lot. Pretty awful and stupid, yes, absolutely. Apparently this was done the day after one of the black students made a joke publicly about the tree. Asking school officials if "anyone" was allowed to hang out at the tree. It was laughed off (not the nooses, the comment), by whites and blacks both as ridiculous, as this town did not feel it had issues with racism.

WRONG

So some other events happened, the school was torched, all kinds of "made for TV movie" drama (you know it will happen) there were some fights, usual stuff. The white kids were not punished all too well, just got suspended. OK, that doesn't seem right, that's a pretty hateful thing to do, I will completely agree with that.

BUT

6 black kids jumped a white kid in school and beat the living shit out of him. They even had other students and such blocking teachers from breaking it up. Pretty much a "hate crime" to me, don't you think? Well apparently the boys were given much more severe punishments that the white kids got. Big surprise? No, not really. What people are failing to forget though, is that some of the Jena 6 actually have prior records, some of them pretty bad. HELLO!

The press and media and of course the lovable Al Sharpton and Jessie Jackson have made this a race war. Apparently thousands were in Jena today, protesting and asking that they "Free the Jena 6" with signs and shit. Please. These boys beat the crap out of the kid, like beat him unconscious on the first blow. Like kept kicking and beating on him, even though it appeared the first blow rendered him unconscious. Again I will say HELLO.

The ONLY thing I'm going to agree with on this thing is that the punishments do not fit the crimes, I will completely agree with that. But thousands flocking to protest? Really?

Has everyone forgotten about this thing happening called WAR? Why are thousands not flocking to the White House to protest the WAR. Seriously.

Google Jena 6 for full details. I'm over the whole thing, but felt I had to voice my opinion on the matter. Hate me if you will, but I read it how I read it, and I think it's a bunch of bullshit. Is there rampant racism going on in America? Fuck yes there is, and there always will be, but it's NOT just an American thing, it's a WORLD thing people. It's not just whites hating blacks, it's everyone hating everyone.

Civil Rights in the 60's was about leveling the playing field, not giving Black Americans an excuse for what "our people" did to them hundreds of years ago (yes Dave, stole this from you). I am sorry that they were enslaved, I really am, but it's over now, if racism is ever going to get better, the one's screaming about it need to take a long, hard look in the mirror.

Progress!

2007-09-03T15:22:00.000-07:00

So for those of you who have read me since my blog birth, you know that when I bought my current house not only was it a big deal, but I really wanted to re-do the main bathroom, especially since Georgie flooded it the 3rd day we lived here, and the pressure from the water shooting out the back of the toilet ripped paint off the wall and it's been that way since.

Well wouldn't you know it, I finally got it painted, removed some hideously old items and put up some new. Still a work in progress as I want to research the staining a bit more before I dive into that, but I think it's much improved. Dave's not too keen on the color and one minute I love it, the next I hate it. For me, I'm still working on my decision. The Ralph Lauren color I chose, did not seem as bright as it is, but oh well.

OLD BATHROOM

Brought the camera out a bit late, there was an ugly brown thing above the toilet there, to the right of the window, it was fabugly!

Please note in the bottom left of the pic, that is where the water from Georgie biting through the toilet water line and flooding the bathroom tore the paint off the wall. It's been like that since the 3rd day I lived there.

Eighties mirror, was useful as each of the 3 mirrored doors opened...but the usefulness of it, far outweighed the visual appeal.

And to make it more "let's do some cocaine in this bathroom in 1982" let's put these lights on top, yeah, that's right, you look like a STAR in these lights.

Getting Dad to come over to help install new light fixture.....$the cost of a glass of tea

Getting Dad to cut all corners and around moldings and trim because he's been a painter for over 30 years and can do it in minutes and not use painters tape......priceless

NEW BATHROOM (a work in progress....)

Ahh, new appealing, soft glow light and shiny new mirror

Shower curtain #1, too much goin' on with the yellow? This is where the concern comes in.

The other shower curtain, lighter, and crisper yes, but does it make the yellow even more yellow? Ralph Lauren paint swatches may have let me down either way.

So...what's happening in the next installment will be the staining of the woodwork, which it will be a dark ebony, not black, don't let the word fool ya, just some imaginations at work with the color of the stain. Just think Pottery Barn dark "espresso" if you will. The brushed hardware is already bought and ready to apply. I'll save pics of that, for when we get to that stage. There will also be some buying of some assorted things to hang on walls, to hopefully soften the yellow glaring of "oh my god this color is so bright but I am not painting it again damn it" paint color.

Why?

2007-08-08T16:17:00.001-07:00

Why are these supposedly just for children? Serious? Bouncy houses are the bomb, and I don't feel like they should be categorized as a "child party" activity. No, we didn't make it to the point where the adults were in it, but I tell you what, I wanted to, I wanted to BAD.

Being from the "non-breeder" family, I have issues with these things being designed and sold for children's parties only. Can you imagine one that has a big dick sticking out the side? I mean the Bachelorette Party would change as we know it! Or one with monolithic tiddies (or boobs, or tits, jugs, whatever you call them) that maybe squirt out water or something? hahaha

Dude, I think I may just have the market on adult themed bouncy houses. What would you like to see in a bouncy house? Nothing is too crazy! Here are a few of the top designs, that I call mine!

1. Big Dick - multiple sizes to choose from, w/dick only, or full body options

2. Big Tiddies - multiple sizes to choose from, w/tiddies only, or full body options

3. Big Vagina - you know what's going on here, step inside...

4. House of Horror - graphic images of classic death scenes

5. Bouncy Beer - styled after your favorite beer can or bottle

Those are just a few, imagine, these things would be pimped out with like a sound system and lights and fake smoke and shit, totally dependent on the kind of party you are planning. Maybe even a "one size fits all" kind of bouncy house where you can change the theme by buying a "slip cover" of sorts. Oh man, let the creative juices flow!

I googled it, and none of them seemed to have adult one's, so I may really be onto something here. Initial investment a bit high and rather risky, but I have enough perverted "non-breeder" friends that would be all over this rather pricey, and somewhat retarded piece of inflatable rubber.

This post is over, I'm not giving you people any more ideas about my "get rich quick" scheme...you know you want one...you know you'd buy one...I'm kinda bankin' on that really!

Note: taken at the Coleman House in Scurry, Texas 8/4/07

I'm back....maybe?

2007-08-01T17:06:00.000-07:00

Sorry folks, I dunno what's gotten into me, just haven't felt "bloggy" lately. Sorry about that. I'm going to do iamnot's request, as it's fairly easy, and I don't really have much to say, I'm kinda in, no I AM in a pissy mood right now. It took me over an hour to get home tonight because people in Dallas are fucking morons.

"Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed. At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog."

1. I now no longer smoke cigarettes (OK, I've cheated here and there) and I'm happy about it. I have 5 more days on the meds, then I'm off of it, and have no worries that I will become a pack a day smoker again. I am really surprised at how much I don't miss it. I really thought it would be worse than it's been. Maybe the Xanax has helped...hehe

2. I haven't been blogging much because I've got more important things to concentrate on. My health is pretty bad, hence the stopping drinking and smoking, my cholesterol was very, very high, I'm 31 years old and on a double dose of cholesterol meds, isn't that awesome?

3. I do not plan on having children and hate people who tell me "oh, you'll change your mind, you are young" and shit like that. Why the FUCK do I have to have kids, or why the FUCK do people think that just because I have a uterus I want one? Irks me to no end. I do enjoy kids, but enjoy giving them back more! I love my 3 nieces, they are so much fun to spoil! But like I said, just don't want any of my own, and I don't think there is anything wrong with that and wish people would keep to themselves or at least respect my decision and not try and change me into a Soccer Mom. (yes, this was discussed in "6 weird things about Shawna" but I guess I feel the need to emphasize this point MORE!)

4. I am probably one of the most sensitive people ever. No joke, I come across as all tough and shit, when in reality I am super sensitive. It probably stems from a lot of variables, we'll save that post for another time!

5. I have never eaten liver from any sort of animal and never have any intentions on trying it. Why would anyone want to eat something that's function when it was "alive" was to filter out impurities? Really? Think about that you liver eating weirdo's! Thank god neither of my parents liked it! I've eaten a lot of weird shit, so it's not a matter of being non-adventurous, I just think that it's disgusting.

6. I am in love with a man you all know as "D", he has given me permission to tell you his name is Dave. I know, so exciting right? I think that we will probably be co-habitating by the new year...

7. I have yet to paint my bathroom and stain the cabinets although I have been in my house well over a year now, and have posted about doing this on multiple occasions, I do not know why I can't seem to go to Home Depot, get the gallon of paint, paint the fucking walls, then work on staining the cabinets, I know I'll be so happy and pleased when it's done, it's just a matter of starting.

8. I have not been to The Landing since May 25th. I know! This whole not smoking, not drinking thing has made me rather boring!

So I'm not going to tag anyone, as I think my few blog friends are pretty much all intertwined, and this was requested of me long, long ago, and I'm finally just doing it. If you wanna be tagged, lemme know, I'd be happy to tag yo' ass! ;)

Here is a pic of Dave and Georgie, she likes to lick his head, when it's shaved like that we think she likes the roughness or maybe she's just a spaz...

No Cigarette Shawna (I know, miracles do happen)

2007-07-02T12:34:00.000-07:00

I must blog about not smoking. I haven’t done so yet, because I wanted to be sure I could actually go through with it, so far so good (other than a few cheats a few weekends ago when I was drinking, oh that evil alcohol!) and Chantix truly is a wonder drug!

I didn’t think there was anything out there that would actually make me stop smoking. I tried the patch a few years ago and that lasted 5 days and 10 hours to be exact, and it was the worst experience of my life. Well, one of them anyway, I’ve had some bad experiences in my day! On the patch, I would cry uncontrollably for no reason whatsoever. I seriously felt like I had lost my best friend, it didn’t help at all. At one point I was absolutely ready to put every single entire patch in the box on my body, to see if that would help! Of course I didn’t, as I could have possibly died or had what happened in Thank You For Smoking. That movie kicks total ass by the way, if you haven’t seen it, you will and you will LOVE it. Absolutely fantastic dialogue and an amazing ensemble cast!

I have smoked a pack of cigarettes a day since I was 18 years old (I smoked before that too, but for shits and giggles, we are gonna do math based on 12 years of smoking only). That is approximately 87,360 cigarettes folks. Cost wise? Let’s go with $3 a pack for the first 3 years, then $4 a pack for the next 8 years, then $5 a pack for the last year. Remember, I’m only doing 12 years here and the cost is decided by the tax increases, also that since then, I generally always bought by the carton to “save” money. Grand total: $16,744.00!!! That is a shitton of money I have wasted in the last 12 years just to ruin my lungs and give myself chronic bronchitis! Holy fucking shitballs! Yes, this math has been done in real time, so I’m just as shocked as you right now.

So, it’s really not been hard at all, please go to the Chantix website linked above to learn how it works, as I don’t feel the need to explain it. I just feel the need to tell those who are skeptical about it, that I am living proof that this shit really is different and really does work. I smoked like a fiend; I smoked as much and as often as I could. I loved my cigarettes and NEVER went without them.

However, I would like to say that for the most part, I have always been a considerate smoker. I did not smoke in my car when others were in it who did not smoke (except Colleen and Jodi, they just had to deal cuz they were my friends), I did not smoke in my house, I did not care if I sat in the no smoking section in restaurants, I actually preferred it. Oh, I also HATED smoking rooms at hotels, they were disgusting, I'd always prefer a non-smoking room! Admittedly if I'd get drunk (which inevitably I did on a trip, business or pleasure) I'd smoke in it, I know, I know, THAT was inconsiderate, I know!

Anyway, my official quit date was June 15th, I cheated on June 22 (about 4 cigs) and June 23 (about 5 cigs) but other than that, not ONE cigarette. Don’t get me wrong, I have my moments, they come on very suddenly and I just have to stop for a second, calm myself down (sometimes the Xanax comes into play, but not always) and then I’m cool, usually goes away after a few minutes. So I guess now my official quit date is June 24th, which I’m fine with, I really am.

Side effects on this drug you ask? Hell yeah there are, and they kick ass! I have the most bizzaro and vivid dreams, they are really kick ass. I can even hit the snooze during the week and go right back into the dream. I don’t remember most, not well enough to tell you guys about, so I haven’t, but they are great and EVERY night. That is the only side effect I’ve had.

I have also had quite a few friends (hence how I found out about this newer drug on the market) use this stuff and quit successfully as well. I was the biggest skeptic in the world, but finally had to admit to myself and my doctor that I needed some help. That my health was finally important enough to me to do something about it (more on that later as well). He was pleased as punch of course, as he’s been by doc since I was 21, and has always been cool about the smoking (he’s an ex-smoker, hippy dude from the old school) but of course wished I would. He knew that no matter what he said or did, it was up to me, and I would never quit successfully until I was actually ready to do so. He happily wrote out the prescription for me.

The ONLY thing that bugs me is that this stuff costs about $115.00 per month, as insurance does not cover it. Now I KNOW that I spent about $120 per month on cigarettes, so I’m not bitching, because in 3 months, that payment won’t exist, and I’ll have over $1,200.00 extra dollars a year to buy something else with. BUT, my point is this; why in the fuck do insurance companies not cover this? I mean think about it, I’m doing something to ACTIVELY improve upon my health, why wouldn’t you want to help me along with that Mr. Insurance Company Executive? The alternative is me continuing to smoke, my chronic bronchitis turns to COPD or better yet emphysema and my hospital bills go through the roof, most of it on your dime? HELLO BRAINIACS?!?! Same with birth control pills, I’ve had insurance that didn’t cover it, that should be a no brainer too?! Insurance is gay.

Worms, Poop, and the comeback of The Wenis (and oh so much more!)

2007-06-30T16:01:00.000-07:00

Extremely productive Saturday for me today, I got a lot accomplished! I'm gonna list them, and not discuss them, because I feel the list will do the talking!

1. Got up at 8:30am

2. Was not hung over at all (not drinking is kinda rad)

3. Dad came over

4. Walked around the house, discussing the items of repair

5. Installed ceiling fan

6. Went to breakfast, then Home Depot for supplies

7. Installed a new pump & valve on the hallway toilet

8. Installed a clothing dowel in the guest bedroom (it did not have one at all)

9. Fixed weed eater by Dad teaching me how to thread it properly

10. Cleaned most of the windowsills in the house

11. Dusted off every fan (I now have 4) and cleaned light fixtures on them

12. Swept living room and kitchen floors

13. Mopped the kitchen floor

14. Started laundry (3 loads total, not going to list them all, then I might look like a showoff!)

15. Cleaned shower and tub with Simple Green

16. Vacuumed both bedrooms, the office and the hallway

17. Extermigator showed up (I'll explain later)

18. IM'ed with "D" (more to come)

19. Took shower

20. Began this blog

Wow, I am totally impressed with myself, who the fuck cares if it impresses you! I haven't been this productive in MONTHS! It's raining again, so I'm just going to stay in again and probably play Spades online (and old obsession now returned, that'll be a blog soon as well) and possibly watch something that I had recorded. Who knows, the night's still young.

In the spirit of what I thought was one of the most hilarious of all time, I have another addition for you tonight folks (yep, this is a long-ass blog) brought to you by yours truly and the infamous "D"! It's really long, but hey, don't read it if you don't wanna, it's a free country!

Me: sorry, exterminator showed up
"D": cool
Me: yeah, I'm pretty sure he's gay, isn't that odd? a gay exterminator? you think a gay man would think bugs are "oogy" ahhaha
Me: dude, he's all spraying all the way up to the roof and in the trees! totally kick fucking ASS
"D": sweet
Me: but this spray is making me sneeze like crazy
Me: wonder if it'll get me high, or just poison me! hahaha
"D": hehe
Me: I'm gonna ask him once he's done

"D": good idea
Me: yeah, better safe than poisoned! haha
"D": no shit
Me: kill those mother fuckin' worms!!! wooo hoooo
Me: even my dad was surprised at the multitude of them
"D": yeah stupid gay worms! oh, sorry Mr exterminator, no offense
Me: HA, nice!
"D": I wonder if he "likes" worms
Me: gettin' to the wenis portion of the joking
"D": wenis?
"D": is that a worm-penis
Me: yeah, betheboy used wenis the other day on his blog and i thot it was hilarious
Me: no, but THAT is fucking hilarious! worm-penis = wenis
"D": I'd keep an eye on that guy, make sure he isn't molesting the worms
Me: i do think I've got a little "herd" of garden snakes tho, bet he'd be more than happy to wrangle him some snakes
"D": I'm sure he knows just what to do with the snake
Me: bet the worms would like it, even if he accidentally tears one in 1/2, they regenerate, it's all good
Me: I've got some lizards back there too
"D": bonus, then you really could "tear that shit up"...
Me: they are albino, get a herd of them every year, but they are cool
"D": albino? you got some KKK lizards in your backyard?
Me: we are in the south
Me: but I'm in mexi-ville, do KKK hate the mexi's too?
"D": hence why they're always hiding
"D":oh sure, they're equal opportunity haters
Me: oh, they are way too outnumbered in these parts
"D": yep, even with regeneration
Me: i guess Mexicans would have a menis?
"D": no it's called an enchilada
Me: nah, i see it more as a tamale or a flauta
"D": not an inch-ilada though
Me: enchiladas are too soft
Me: haha, inchilada
Me: yeah, it's the bug chemicals
"D": they're turning you gay!
Me: i didn't fuck around and get organic, i know my neighbor is probably at his window hanging his head in shame
Me: and possibly horror
Me: i might need to ask for my key back
"D": yeah? whys that?
Me: well, ya know how activists can get, look at PETA for god's sake
"D": so you think they'll kidnap me to get my key?
Me: he could come in and dump a bag of organic manure (is that redundant?) in my living room or bed or something

Me: like the horse head in The Godfather
"D": I want to know Inorganic manure would be???
"D": Robot shit?
Me: nice, always good to throw in robot references, betheboy loves that shit
"D": Is it like a pile of wires and circuits?
Me: maybe some oil
Me: anti-freeze
Me: no one likes a cold robot
"D": no that would be robot diarrhea
Me: well yeah, maybe, it could be a mixture between the two, there are all kindsa poop types you know

Me: the corn poop
Me: the never ending wipe poop
Me: the ghost poop (can't find it in the toilet or on toilet paper)
Me: there's a poster of em all somewhere, or something, i saw it on the "Internets"
"D": nice, we'll have to get it for the studio
Me: um, i dunno if I'd want poop on my wall necessarily
Me: figuratively of course
"D": well, art is art
Me: unless we had kids on accident, then we really could possibly have poop on our walls
Me: i can tell ya i ain't cleaning that SHIT (pun intended) up
"D": Okay that's it, now I want kids!!!
"D": The shit on the walls did it for me...
Me: so you can have poop art, or so we could argue about who's cleaning the shit that time?
Me: you know poop smells right?
"D": for how long?
Me: would you spray some sort of lacquer or something on it, to preserve it?
"D": Brilliant! We'll stain the poop!!!!
Me: and them put a frame around it? not necessarily w/a piece of glass or anything
Me: why'd you stain poop? stain is generally brown, like poop, you could SPRAY paint poop
"D": POOP SPRAY!!!!! INGENIOUS!!!!
Me: no, it's not, there was a movie w/ben stiller & jack black
"D": That was Va-POO-Rize
Me: yeah, that's it, haha
"D": Yeah, this is like spray paint but for Poop Art, I just coined that term....
"D": We're going to patent this
Me: anyway, need to go check on gay exterminator, make sure my worms aren't humped to death
"D": poor gay worms....
Me: they could be underage too, i mean, who knows a worms age? fucking gay worm molester
"D": word
"D": I mean worm
Me: oh and "extermigator" (yep, that's what i thot of when i was talking to him) thought my house was "so cute, i just love it so much!"
"D": haha
"Me: extermigator...rad, maybe I am high...

The Police recap and one legged folk

2007-06-27T18:07:00.000-07:00

My blog today consists of an IM session I had with a friend/fellow co-worker this morning, post-Police, the first part will give you our thoughts, the second part, well, it's going to offend, like BetheBoy sometimes offends with his midget issues and talks of trannys. I really hope you enjoy, because I was laughing so hard I thought I was gonna die. This friend of mine is always crackin' jokes and such and he really made my morning just wonderful, here's to you buddy!

Him: Oh man, I'm still blown away.
Me: yeah, they fuckin' rocked!
Me: sounded fantastic
Him: totally. They still got a couple of albums in them if they chose to record.
Me: you think they will?
Him: I can only hope.
Me: i don't see it, they looked like they were having a good time, but i dunno....
Me: i thot they were just coming back for this one tour, didn't think they were "getting back together" or anything
Him: what I would be interested in having is all the stuff they laid down that never made albums. At least that would be cool. The only thing that makes me think they wouldn't do any new stuff is because Andy is an old dood.
Me: haha, yeah, he didn't stay in shape like the other two did he? hehehe
Me: OH! I'd be all over a "hidden track" album, that could be really awesome
Him: lol....nah....plus he's about 10 years older than everyone else.
Me: yeah, i had to bust out the crackberry to prove to my boyfriend that sting was in his mid fifties!
Me: wasn't sure how old he was, but that makes sense
Me: cuz he looked tired! hahaha
Him: He was born in 1942
Me: sting was born in 51 , he'll be 56 in october
Me: all that yoga and tantric sex makin' him still look good! haha
Him: yeah...He's getting up there. Stu is a bit younger than Sting even.
Me: yeah, his friggin ARMS were out of control, he looks great too
Me: i was mezmerized by his drumming...fucking unreal
Him: he's still the man.
Him: Yeah so Andy is what? 65?
Me: i know everyone say's the Rush drummer is the shizz, but I'm just not a Rush fan (most chicks aren't) so I'm all over Stu
Me: stu was born in '52, only a year younger than sting
Him: yeah...thats right. I knew he was close.
Him: Andys not too old to at least do a new studio album with them even if they didnt tour behind it.
Me: fucking weird, completely sober for the show, first show EVER to be sober! haha
Him: I had two beers. They have been my fav band since 1970-something and I didn't get to see them then so I stayed stone cold sober for it. Didnt want to miss a thing.
Me: wow, that's cool, had no idea they were your fav
Me: yeah, andy could probably do that...but if they were to tour again, dunno if he could do it, and dunno if sales would be as high w/out him
Me: that was the best part, that is WAS the original 3
Him: oh yeah....always have been so I was bummed when they broke up after Synchro because I thought I'd never see them.

So I had to set it up, so this made sense, why we went into this diatribe....this is when it gets awesome:

Me: but Paul McCartney is 65 and still touring, maybe Sting and Stewey need to get Andy in the gym w/them, buff his ass up a bit! haha
Him: lol...hell yeah! I'm starting to think Paul is going to be around forever.
Me: i think Paul might not be Paul anymore, his organs have been replaced with Robot parts
Him: heh....he has the money I am sure.
Me: yeah, and he married a chick w/no leg for a while, i'm sure she had some interesting connections! hahaha
Me: seriously, i really don't think i could have sex w/a dude with a missing leg....i think i'd laugh too much at how weird it was! hahaha
Me: and then he'd be sad
Me: and "deflated"
Him: oh god...nah...that pretty much would end the first date for me
Me: oh yeah? even tho for you it just makes for easier access? hehe
Him: lol...yeah...I dont think I could handle that.
Me: ric said he's gonna think about his stance on it....I say he'd do it....hahaha
Him: nice.
Him: He'd have a leg up on his partner.
Me: LOL
Me: seriously, out loud and LOUD
Him: definitely need someone new for the potato sack races.
Me: STOP
Me: HAHAHAHAHA
Him: Would he describe his sex life as "Half calf" then?
Me: you are SICK, i love it!
Him: Would he sing ZZ top tunes to her like "She's got leg, and she knows how to use it"?
Me: you are such a FREAK
Me: are you high right now????
Him: lol...nah....jsut woke up
Me: wow, my brain doesn't work that well this early
Him: "Knockin me out with that American thigh"
Me: i cant' stop laughing and they are about to yell at me, i know it! hehe
Him: He wouldn't spend near the money on shoes for her though.
Me: i'm actually crying i'm laughing so hard!!!!!
Him: Would she buy a pair of "Docker" or "Levi" instead of Dockers or Levis?
Him: No more long walks by the beach.
Me: you are so silly
Him: I wonder if she would be offended if he bought her some Legos
Me: just choked on coffee on that one
Him: Tell Ric that his "girlfriend" would die because her parachute pants would fail.
Me: ok, i have a blog, and i'm totally putting his convo on today's post, no joke, this is too fucking hilarious
Me: i'm sure it will offend, which is even BETTER!
Him: F em.
Me: oh, my blog offends people all the time, i love it!
Him: thats greatness.

Is that bacon I smell?

2007-06-26T16:30:00.000-07:00

Short post, sorry, but gotta get ready.

Going to see The Police tonight. Yes, the one and only! So excited! This is pretty much a once in a lifetime experience hopefully (if they tour again, I will forever say they suck major cock) and I'm so glad I get to see them. Sting's son's band will be the opening act, if we miss a little of that, I don't really care. I'm there for one reason only!

It's at a huge arena, which I'm not real keen on, but it's the Mother Fucking POLICE, so I don't give a DAMN! Sound quality usually sucks balls at these kinds of shows, that's my point.

Could I cuss some more in this post?

Ta Da!

2007-06-25T16:44:00.000-07:00

Sorry I haven't been posting. I think I might be back, now that some things have calmed to a normal pace. Writer’s block? If you want to consider a blogger a writer, which I suppose I do. Some are better than others for sure, but I do think that. I guess I’ll just do some brief synopsis of each thing that has been going on with me, otherwise this would be about 40 pages long. The thought of reading that makes ME yawn, and it’s me I’m talking about!

Things with "D" are still great! We decided to be honest to goodness "boyfriend/girlfriend" exactly 2 months ago today. Yes, we told eachother happy anniversary, but we are not so gay that we are like celebrating or anything crazy. We spend lots of time together and generally have a great time. I met his inner circle of friends for the first time on Saturday night and they are all great! Small world, one of the girls I actually went to high school with, when I went to high school in Waxahachie. No, we didn’t really hang in the same crowd, but we definitely knew who eachother were! Too funny! He mowed my yard yesterday while I cut back bushes and things, man, that was awesome, because those bushes and things would not have been cut back if he weren’t there, and they really, really had needed to be for quite some time! He just told me on IM that he really enjoyed it! Sucker! Now he’s REALLY in it for the long-haul, you think I’m doing my yard without him around again? Heck no!

I had been smoke free since June 15th before this weekend. I cheated on Friday and Saturday nights (I know, I know) but I’m back on track. I just need to stay away from alcohol, that screws it all up. I’m not really even sure why I drank, as I knew it would create a problem, as my "crazy" medication makes drinking not so much fun anymore, so I really haven’t been drinking anyway. I know, so weird, no smoking/drinking Shawna? She’s not bad, and she can drive YOUR drunk ass home! I definitely drove "D"s drunk ass home on Saturday! Hahaha I actually managed to get a buzz on Friday, but threw up when I got home. What happens when I drink on the meds is that I can drink and drink and drink, not catch a buzz, but puke pretty badly. Yeah, not so much fun, so decided just not to drink! On Saturday I had 2 beers and that was it. I know, at a party with a bunch of people I don’t know, and I stayed sober. Crazy! I guess I really am growing up. Weird.

My girl Jodi will be back in the South very, very soon. Let’s see, I think they arrive in Shreveport on the 1st of July, so 6 days from now! "D" and I will be going the 6th-9th to see my girl, the new house and all of that stuff! Oh, and of course Troy! I am super excited to have her only a 3 hour drive away. I think I’m going to become extremely familiar with Interstate 20. When they were out in February, they bought some really nice leather chairs, they’ve been at my house since, so "D" and I will be delivering their lovely new chairs to them too!

Next weekend (weather dependant, as Texas is now the new Oregon/Washington) as it’s STILL raining here I plan to cut back the big trees in my yard with "D", Colleen, Scott and my Dad. We had a week or so of dry, but there’s rain in the forecast for the next 9 days! I’ve got a ton of trees and they should have been done last year when I moved in, but we all know how that goes. Well, it’s reached critical importance as trees are starting to intertwine into eachother and hit power-lines and my roof and all that fun stuff. I have a feeling the limbs and stuff are going to be so high it will be like a fence in front of my house when we are done! Should be a ton of fun, and I know I’ll be sore as hell on Monday from it! The yard work from yesterday as rendered my arms and the back of my thighs sore as shit today. But, it’s a great workout!

Since TV really does suck right now, I have finally emptied my camera so I can start taking pics for every post. I can take some pics of the house and such, now that it has furniture in it. Although, it really needs a good cleaning, so I might scratch that until I get the motivation to do a good cleaning. Maybe not, who knows. They of course will be nowhere as amazing as Iamnot’s work, as I am no photographer! I really want to do the whole before and after action for all the home improvement stuff I plan to do. The tree’s will probably be an interesting shot. That is, if I remember to take the before! Hahaha If nothing else, I know I’ll take a shot of the impressive stack of tree debri that will be in front of my house for the bulk trash folks to pick up!

Oh, I also have a little baby iPod now, "D" bought it for me. It’s the smallest one I’ve ever seen, it’s so cute! It’s for working out and such, you clip it on your shirt or whatever, think it’s a Gig, so it’ll hold about 250 songs, not bad! I need to get going on actually plugging it into my computer and making use of the damned thing. I’ve wanted one forever, now that I’ve got one, it just sits on my dining room table in it’s box. I have no idea what my deal is, but my motivation is for shit right now. I think the only reason I actually did cut down the bushes and such yesterday is that I would have felt guilty "D" out there all sweatin’ it up and me sitting inside in the cool AC! I did do a shitton of laundry yesterday too, and unloaded the dishwash and went to Home Depot (god I love that place)!

I’ll be headed to Chicago at the end of July for this event. It will be my first tradeshow in this industry, so it should be interesting to see what it’s like. I wonder if anyone will come dressed up in their geek gear? We don’t have a booth this year, but SL’s agency gal (and also pal) will be there with me, so she and I can brainstorm and decide how to "wow" them next year! This will be my first booth to get to actually have SAY in what it is, rather than just producing what they want, so I’m excited about that! Already have some ideas brewing as a matter of fact. I always had thoughs and views about my last place of employment and what they did, although never said anything (to their faces anyway). Actually when SL’s agency became the last jobs agency (through me of course) our tradeshow booth was actually something I was proud of! Imagine that! We are going out early, to have a little fun, I’ve never been to Chi-Town so I’m really excited. We are going to a Cub’s game on the Sunday we are there. I really don’t care about baseball (my least fav major sporting event) but it’s Wrigley Field…it’s an American Institution!

Guess that's about it for now, a lot of other stuff is going on in my life too (no, I'm not pregnant) but I'll leave some stuff out, so I'll have something to blog about tomorrow and the day after that!

Here's a pic from last summer, I fostered Petey, I'm sure I talked about him, but don't remember posting pics. If I weren't lazy, I'd go check if I had talked about him, but whatever. Hell, I might have even posted this pic! hahaha

Edit: didn't blog when I had Petey, fostered him last summer, he was about 10 years old, Georgie and Petey were buddies, but Petey was a barker when outside and also was crate trained and it was hard, I'll do a story about Petey, in his honor! He's not dead or anything, just got adopted! Georgie is the one "hogging" the picture, Petey is probably passed out like that from Georgie terrorizing him! hahaha

2007-06-22T13:24:00.001-07:00

Shawna has not been blogging because...

2007-06-21T16:37:00.000-07:00

Essay time...you finish the story, tell me why I haven't been blogging, be creative, maybe I'll send someone a prize! Here are just a few guidelines to get you started:

1. Must be longer than a sentence, a paragraph or two will suffice!

2. Feel free to say whatever you want, use whatever language you want (as you've noticed I do) and remember, I moderate comments, so I can delete it if it sucks!

Shawna has not been blogging because...

Seriously...I'm a freak!

2007-06-07T18:41:00.000-07:00

So I just got done mowing my front and back yard and I was thinking to myself, man, I am so cheap! Let me explain.

I can drop cash on things like a bar tab, going to a nice restaurant, silly things for myself or my friends/loved one's. But when it comes to paying someone $50 to mow my yard, I just won't do it. Can I afford it? Absolutely I can. I just think that while I'm still capable, there is no reason for me not to do it. Other than it absolutely sucks now, because it's getting hot (90 degrees right now, at 8:45pm) and I need to lose weight and I was sweating like a pig and all hot and gross. My clothes were soaked by the time I got done, cuz the humidity here is un-fucking-believable!

I even had a maid for a while at my old place, before I bought this one. Why? I dunno, cuz I could! That was even more expensive! I've considered hiring them again, but that makes no sense! Why would I pay someone to clean my house, but not mow the yard? I mean the housekeeper is more expensive than the lawn folks! I am such a freak!

So that's my rant.

I still have yet to put my pics currently in my camera onto the computer, so I can take more, as promised, so for now I'll just steal cool images from Google, Johnny was a nice addition to my last post. Maybe I'll do something like this in a week or so, when I have to mow again!

Here's Your Fucking Post

2007-06-05T16:08:00.001-07:00

Well, since I was called out on TWO posts from fellow friends/bloggers, I promised them I would post. So Dave and Suz, I really hope you two enjoy this, because it's all for you!

I was driving home thinking about what I would blog about and I came up with a whole lotta nothin. Not to say things haven't been going on, I just really have had no desire to spill it like I normally do. Not sure why. Feeling all private and no one can know about me or something? That doesn't sound like me at all. Who knows. So here's a recap of what's been going on.

Just got back from San Diego on Sunday. Had a great time, but it was too short and way too fast. I didn't actually get there until Thursday, as there was bad weather in Dallas on Wednesday and after about 6 hours of waiting, I just gave up and headed back home. Unbeknownst to me, the lovely ticketing agent hooked me up with first class on the way there, so that was really cool to get to experience. It's really nothing special, it's a bigger seat and they kept saying "Mrs. Furr, are you alright, can we get you anything?" always addressing me that way. Do I look like a Mrs.? No rings on EITHER of my fingers, last time I checked! But, I was happy to drink my free mimosa's (and they didn't skimp on the champagne either) and let them address me as I was a Mrs.

So I arrived and we immediately had to go to a hotel for a Senior Luncheon for my niece. She looked absolutely beautiful, just as she always does. I swear I was in an episode of The OC every time I was around my niece and her friends, no joke! They are all MODEL gorgeous kids, even most of the boys. You see, my niece has been privileged enough to attend private school all of her life, so most of her friends parents are DRIPPING with money. Not to say my sister doesn't do well in her life, because she does (shout out sis!) but compared to these kids, they might as well be flipping burgers at McDonald's.

Anyway, so the luncheon was nice, then it was home for a brief moment before we headed out for the Baccalaureate service. More of the same, lots of beautiful Catholic people in very expensive clothes and lots of jewelry! I don't think I saw one kid with bad teeth, everyone definitely had regular visits to the dentist.

Then my sister and I took my niece up to her school at 9pm, as they were getting on buses and headed to Disneyland for Senior Night. They open it to Seniors in surrounding areas and they get the run of the park until 5am. My niece said it was a nightmare, too many kids. She was only able to ride 3 rides the entire time she was there.

Friday I slept in, then took my niece to Nordstroms for the 2nd half of her graduation present, another pair of designer jeans! It's all the rage, and she already has 2 pair, so she was ready for a 3rd. Yep, 17 and is pimpin' it big time. Her "Aunt Nawna" loves to spoil her. She is truly a terrific kid/young lady. That night my sister made spaghetti for the entire family, her family, my dad and his wife, my other sister and her kids. Not too often my dad gets to sit down and eat with all 3 of his daughters, I'm sure he really enjoyed that.

Saturday was the graduation at 10am. It was fast, only an hour, which was good, my niece of course looked absolutely gorgeous as usual. She can even be beautiful in a white "sack" known as the graduation robe. After that my sister threw a small party for her, about 30 or so people I suppose. We ate, we drank, we were merry. I gave my niece the other part of her gift, that she knew about, a pretty silver Tiffany's ring that she picked out. The "ex" got me 50% off, so that was cool! That night we dropped her off for Grad Night, which the school throws for them at a Family Fun Center typo of place called Boomers! (yep, there's an exclamation point in the sign) she was there until 3am. Sunday just got up and got ready to go. Very fast and furious. And yes, I bawled at her graduation, so crazy, I can still remember the day she was born like it was just a few years ago.

Things with "D" are still kickin', he just started Summer 1 on Monday, so I won't really see much of him, he's got a pretty busy week, Sunday being the only day off from anything. I do enjoy my free time, so I really don't see it as too much of a problem, we will just have to make it a point not to forget about each other! He's a wonderful man, and I have a pretty strong feeling that I will be blogging about him for years to come. Maybe one day I'll even say his real name (even though most of you already know)!

Having a computer at home is great. In the next post, hopefully I'll have gotten motivated to put up some picks that I've taken. Oh, well, will take, as I haven't even taken old pics off of it, and onto the computer yet. I thought I'd be all over this thing once I got it, but obviously "not so much".

Hope that is good enough for now, I'm worn out!

Slacker

2007-05-29T13:14:00.000-07:00

Yep, that's me, the slacker. Sorry, but I've been really busy and just haven't had a chance to sit down and blog.

Headed to San Diego in the morning for my nieces graduation, I'll start blogging again the week of the 4th, I promise!

It's Thursday

2007-05-17T15:07:00.000-07:00

Sorry faithful readers, I'm sure you've all been checking my blog every 2.3 seconds for a new blog, haven't you? hahaha

I am so over reading and writing you have no idea! Our new site is FOR SURE launching on Monday, so the end is near...really, I mean it!

So what's new in my world? Got my confirmation that my computer shipped from Dell yesterday, so I should hopefully see my new baby early next week. Now if I could just get RoadRunner to call me back to set up an appointment, life would be perfect! "D" has even volunteered to come over and wait on them for an install next week, since he's between Spring and Summer semester! What a guy, what a guy! I think it more has to do with he can't stand the fact that he can't "Internet" at my house. Soon I will actually utilize my office, I am very excited about that! I have 3 entire rooms in my house that never get used. The office, the guest room (obviously gets used when I have guests) and the "pool table" room. This will probably turn into "the studio" when and if "D" moves in with me someday. He's got a shitton of equipment, and it's a huge room!

Yesterday I was driving home, all prepared to mow my lawn (yet again, it's about once a week right now with all the rain we've been getting) and I pulled up and had to sit in my car for a minute. Someone had mowed the front yard! It looked great! I immediately knew it was my friendly neighbor next door. Now before you guys get all "oh, he likes you, oh, he has a crush on you" please know that he's old enough to be my father, is married and has kids my age. His kids are boys, so I think I'm the surrogate daughter in a way. He comes and takes Georgie on walks and last summer he brought me organic tomatoes from his garden, and man were they awesome. He's got a key to the house, he's just a good guy that looks out for me. We talked and I joked about him trying to "tell me something" and he got all flustered and upset and said he was just trying to help me out, knowing that I work hard and stuff. I had to apologize to him, I felt bad! He's just a friendly semi-retired guy that has nothing more to do than putter around in the yard! What an awesome neighbor!

"D" will get his truck back tomorrow, although they gave him a Mustang as a rental, and he's been having fun "pimpin" in it. I've been so busy, I didn't get to enjoy the Mustang, but at least he did, hell, he deserves it anyway, I'm the one who fucked up his truck!

Sorry I haven't blogged this week, just sick of looking at computers and words. Once I get my computer at home, not only will the blogs be better, I'll start takin' pics of shit too!

12 Hour Day....

2007-05-14T16:54:00.000-07:00

Well, I got to work at 7:15am this morning and am still here. I'm not bitching, because this is the FIRST day, since 2/1/07 when I started that I've actually needed to stay late. We are attempting to launch our website, version 2 soon....like tomorrow. Let me tell you, in all my years of experience, I have never gone through a website launch and it's a bitch, let me tell ya. It's a shitton of work.

I'll be in again tomorrow at 7am to review copy again. For those of you who I talk to on a regular basis, you know I've been in copy hell for several weeks now. BUT, the end is in site. I think.

I think I can leave soon, just waiting on our web guy to say he's doing the rest from home, hopefully that's soon. I need to make sure he doesn't have any further questions for me. I don't need any reason for something not getting done.

I am tired, couldn't get to sleep last night, so I'm only on five hours, which I usually need a good eight to be really fresh and functional. I am definitely losing steam, I can tell you all that much. The bad thing is, I know I'll go home and over-obsess about it and worry about it all night long and again, probably only get about five hours of sleep.

At my last job this was generally an every day occurrence, it's amazing how quickly your body gets used to actually getting sleep and enjoying it! I worked on average at my last job about 60 hours a week. It was nothing to work 12 hour shifts during the week, then put in a few more on the weekend. SL has spoiled me.

Off to check on the designer, hopefully he'll tell me to scram!

Dream Analysis - Bring It On!

2007-05-11T11:08:00.000-07:00

I had the weirdest dream last night, what do my faithful readers think it means? Please post your analysis in comments.

So in this dream, the home I own is not the current one I own, it's definitely a "dream" house. I get a knock at the door and open it to a large group of people I know, or have known and were friends with in the past. For those of you who know me, here's a list of them that I can remember:

Jodi & Troy
Shelley
Denise
Alisha & Steve (and a bunch of their friends)
"D"
Sherri, Mark & Loren
Cullen
Brandon
Dave Thorn

Those are the folks I distinctly remember in this dream. So they've got some big thing covered up and lead me to my "barn". I put that in quotes, because it wasn't really a barn, it resembled a barn, but once you got inside it had a cement floor, was huge like a barn and had all kinds of random crap strewn about (definitely needed some clean up). Everyone is all smiles and I'm asking what this is all about and no one will tell me.

They make a big production of this thing that's covered up, put it up on a table and then drop the cover that's on it. It looks like a painting, probably 3 feet tall and about 8 feet wide. It's a sign, that plugs in, and has a name on it (and I don't remember what it said). It's a bar sign. Like welcome to whatever, come on in and have a drink.

I'm all confused yet excited and ask what's going on. They proceed to tell me that they are opening a bar in my barn. I get super excited (for those of you who don't know, that's what I'd eventually like to do, own a bar) and start asking a bazillion questions. That's when everyone's faces get a little weird.

Alisha sets up a credit card machine on a table and everyone pulls out their plastic and lines up. She tells everyone that their ante is X amount of dollars and everyone agrees to this. I ask about myself and no one will look at me, like I've got leprosy or something. Alisha tells me that she'll talk to me about that later. I assume nothing, as I figure, I don't have to ante up, since they are opening the bar in my barn, right? Wrong!

She takes me aside and tells me that the group decided as a whole that I was not allowed to be part owner of it, that no one trusted me. That they felt like I'd ruin it, and the bar would be shut down in a matter of days. Of course I start yelling at everyone saying things like, "It's my fucking property, are you people crazy? I thought you people were my FRIENDS, Jodi, what is going on???" Even Jodi won't look me in the eye. I next go to Cullen, who is a bartender at The Landing and ask if he had anything to do with it, did they think I would drink all the profits or something? He just shakes his head and looks down. Brandon's next, I start yelling, "if anyone is going to drink the profits away, it's gonna be Brandon, no offense Brandon, but don't you agree???" He laughs, his Brandon laugh and shrugs and says, "who knows, guess they like me more than you!" That would be a typical Brandon response, so I thought nothing of it really.

So everyone bolts except for Alisha and Steve. They take me into my house and sit me on the couch and tell me that it's for the best, that I should just relax and enjoy it and just be like the welcoming committee to new customers and such, almost like I'm a fucking hostess! I yell and scream some more, say something like, "we aren't even FRIENDS anymore, where the hell did you two come from and why are you trying to take my barn away along with my REAL friends??" They laugh and say that my friends contacted them about it, they had the most capital, and that's just the way it was going to be. I was free to move if I wanted to, but my Dad had already dealt with my mortgage company and I was going to lose my house! If I chose to just accept it, I was welcome to still live in my house and come to the bar whenever I wished.

What the fuck does that mean??? That's all I remember from the dream. I have not been friends with Alisha and Steve in several years, so I have no idea why they popped up and became the bad guys. Now I will admit, our friendship ended rather abruptly, so I'm sure there's some deep seeded issues there, but for the rest of the people on the list, those people ARE my CURRENT friends and family, what the hell does it mean?

Various Nothingness

2007-05-09T15:19:00.000-07:00

Today has actually been a rather productive day here at work. We are working on a new website launch for Monday and I think we'll actually hit it. I may have to work a bit this weekend, but nothing I'm not used to. Not sure on that yet, I will do everything in my power to get it done before then.

I finally pushed the button at dell.com for my new home computer. I am so free spending when it's a couple hundred bucks, but when we are talking $1000.00 I get all freaked out, I don't know why. I'm a nerd. Got a good deal with no interest or payments for 12 months, so free money! I will have that puppy paid off way before then. I also had my resident "nerd" make sure what I got was "worthy" and he approved, so all is well. The unfortunate thing is that it's not scheduled to arrive until the 23-25, guess they are waiting on parts or something. That part sucks, but hopefully it'll get better, since I JUST did it. It is ridiculous that I work for a high tech company and I don't have a working computer at home! Now I just need to sign up for service and get that scheduled and I'll be set. Back into the 21st century once again! I can't believe I have gone an entire year without a computer at home. Now I'm all excited and can't wait for my new arrival!

I also received "D"s guitar I purchased for his birthday. Don't worry, he picked it out, so he already knows. I want to hear my damned song he wrote about me and he won't let me hear it without the right instrument. Damned musicians! Don't worry, I didn't spend a shitton of money or anything, it was a good deal and I'll make sure he writes a ton of songs about me, so it gets plenty of use. His true passion is bass, so this is just a "toy" for him. Hopefully he'll give me a file when he records it and I can post it here (hint, hint) That will probably be a post next month though, as his birthday is the 23rd, and I'm making him wait to get it.

My flowers are still looking gorgeous, sitting on my desk to remind me that I think I've finally found a good, decent man, who appreciates what I have to offer. Now don't get me wrong people, I am a total and complete pain in the ass sometimes, I have never tried to hide that, but I also have some really good qualities too! Apparently he's seen those, cuz he sure does seem to like me!

I'll have to admit, I really think that finally getting on some medication has really changed how I view things. I don't get nearly as stressed out or freak out about the little stuff anymore, it's a godsend for me, and I think for anyone that is close to me! I used to be the person that said I could handle it, I didn't need to be on drugs to stabilize my moods, well, I was terribly wrong. It's been a long time since I've had a freak out episode and I'm just as happy about that as anyone who has ever witnessed it!

I am really trying to post every day, I've been doing pretty good, but my posts have been kind of boring, I think once I get my home PC, they will be better, I'll do them from there, where I can really let loose and take some time on them. I'll also start posting pics again.

Ok, heading home as all these storms fried my hard drive on my receiver so I've been forced to have to watch live TV. Let me tell ya, TiVO spoils the hell outta you, it is so hard to watch TV without being able to pause, or even better, 30 minutes after a show starts, so you don't have to sit through commercials. My new receiver should arrive on Friday, so I'll be back to normal by the weekend. Thank GOD!

Georgie & Tulips

2007-05-08T15:39:00.000-07:00

So "D" reminded me after I posted yesterday that I forgot to mention one really important thing about this weekend....Georgie LOVES him, like ridiculously loves him, like doesn't even want much to do with me when he's around. She's always been partial to boys, so it doesn't surprise me much, although by Sunday afternoon, I was getting a little bit jealous. She really had no desire to sit with me, follow me around, none of the normal stuff. She wanted to sit right next to, on top of, near "D" the whole time. It's nice, cuz the last one didn't like dogs, hell, I don't think he liked much of anything but himself, so indeed it's a nice change. Georgie is my baby, my child, so it's very important for the significant other to like her and get along with her. For those of you who have met her, that's not necessarily an easy thing. She's a puppy and she's super spazzy, you pretty much have to be a dog person to deal with her.

So we also found out that the wreck is only going to set me back $500.00 which is awesome. I'm so relieved that his deductible was low, you just never know. Luckily I just got my income tax return back and can use that to pay him right away!

So about 3:20 today the receptionist brought me the most beautiful bouquet of tulips. "D" really is a great guy, I wreck his car and he sends me flowers? WOW! I guess I'll keep him around for a while! hehehe

C is for Carwreck

2007-05-07T14:04:00.000-07:00

"D" stayed the weekend with me, from Friday until today. Let's do a recap on how this long, extended length of time went with him.

Friday:

He got to the house about 8pm and I was starving, so I think we had a quick kiss before I said let's go eat NOW. Just went to the Chili's in Casa Linda near my house and had some grub. We got back to the house and settled in to watch a movie. Anyone seen Mulholland Drive? Yeah, let's just say that snuggling on the couch turned into much more and we could care less about the movie and trying to figure out David Lynch. We eventually retired to the bedroom for the night.

Saturday:

Got up around 10am and stayed in bed a while. Had to attend a co-workers crawfish boil, so we got ready to go and headed out around noon. The part was fun, but we didn't stay long as "D" had too many "slurricanes" (yes, they put so much alcohol in them, they renamed the hurricane) so we were only there for a couple of hours. Due to him drinking much more than I, I decide that I need to drive his Ford F150 home, as I am sober. We get on the road and such and I get impatient close to the house, as people drive like Grandpa's on a particular street. I go to switch lanes, and unfortunately don't notice a little black sports car approaching on my right. I hit it, I hit it good. Sideswiped the hell outta both cars. Scratches from bumper to bumper on both vehicles. Lovely! Luckily the driver was a cool chic, no one freaked out or anything. We exchanged information and got on our way. I think I apologized to "D" for the next 10 hours or so. He is wonderful, so sweet, didn't seem to be angry or yell at me or anything! So we just chilled at the house for the rest of the day, talking and watching TV. We were supposed to go out with my boss that night, but after the wreck, neither one of us really wanted to get behind the wheel of anything for the rest of the day. We ordered pizza and wings for dinner and did more of the same as Friday night!

Sunday:

Got up around 11am or so and went and ate at a Mexican restaurant near my house. Then had to stop at Home Depot for some flea/insect retardant that I will be spraying my yard with tonight. Georgie had a little flea problem that I cleared up, but I want to do some preventative maintenance just to be safe. Plus, it gets rid of a lot of other bugs like mosquito's, roaches and ants, so I'm all for it! We then went to Central Market as I had a big craving for a steak. "D" loves steak, anything steak, topped with steak, so I knew he'd be game. I got two of the biggest ribeyes ever in the history of ribeyes. We really could have shared one, but we just went for it. We got home and he needed to work on some school compositions, so he sat in the chair while I played Suzie Homemaker and did some laundry, picked up around the house and started preparing our dinner for the evening. It was really nice and comfortable, like that was the way it was supposed to be. No, not me doing all the work while he sat on his ass, it wasn't like that. I WANTED to do all that stuff for him. I know, crazy...
There's a big difference when a guy just sits around and watches TV or plays on the computer while you are cleaning and doing stuff. He was actually WORKING, so it didn't bother me one bit.
It had been a long weekend, so soon after dinner, I was ready for bed. Think we were in bed and asleep by about 10:30pm.

Monday:

Got up this morning and got myself ready for work. Stood in the bathroom and watched "D" sleep, I was so jealous. He doesn't have class anymore, so he got to sleep in and leisurely head back to Denton when he felt like it. I however spent the first few hours of my day taking care of the insurance for the wreck. Guess that's what I get for being a dumbass!

Be the Boy Questions

2007-05-03T11:38:00.000-07:00

So over at Be the Boy, he started playing a fun game, and I wanted a little piece of the action. I like these little blog games, they are fun and different. So basically he asks me 5 questions and I answer them. If anyone who reads my blog would like to play, just post in the comments section and I'll send ya some questions, leave your email, so I can get to you.

1. What inspired you to start your blog and what inspires you to continue?

I believe it was my buddy Dave that suggested I start blogging, think he said something along the lines of "you always have something to say, you'd be a great blogger" so I started! I, once upon a time wanted to be a writer, but alas, got into advertising instead. I used to keep journals and such, so I figured this was very much a journal, just online for the world to read!

What inspires me to keep going is that I actually really enjoy it! I took a break after I bought the house last year, and really, really missed it. It really is good therapy, even if some of the freaks on the worldwide web seem to think otherwise. Thank god for comment moderation!

2. Do you have a secret blogger make out wish list, can you name names?

I actually don't. While I quite enjoy making out, I think I'll stick with "D" on that, and make out with him whenever I wish. He's very accommodating that way! I always thought Will was cute, but I wouldn't live in LA if you paid me (OK, I probably would if someone paid me too, I'm a whore for free money) so I knew that was never going to happen. Then he met the love of his life and any hopes to make out with him vanished. While I like robots, I'm not sure if I could have them all over my house anyway. I'm more of a ninja girl.

3. Do you want to know who reads your stuff?

Absolutely! I wish more people would comment (as long as it's not some irate freakazoid) like I know my sister reads it all the time, I know some other friends read it, but they never comment. That's part of the fun of blogging, getting feedback!

4. Has there been anything you have written that you wished you could have back once it was posted?

Well, most of you remember the prejudice blog, and while you'd think I wish I could take it back, I don't. That's part of the beauty of this. It's mine, I can say and write whatever I wish. You don't like it, don't read it. I'm a firm believer in not having regrets, there is nothing you can do to take it back (that is, until time machines are built) so you might as well buck up, learn from it (or not) and move on. Life is too short to worry about the past and what you could have done to change it.

5. He-Man and Skeletor: Secret lovers or just repressed?

I'm gonna go with repressed on this one. They are enemies, and I don't think that enemies generally want to....wait a minute, maybe they are lovers. Well, not lovers, but I bet they'd both stick it to each other if they had the chance. Just to say "HA, I poked you in the butt!" Now that's got me wondering about Skeletor, since the penis is not a bone, he's kinda screwed there (pun intended), looks like He-Man gets the better end of the deal there. So let's go with He-Man is totally gay and Skeletor is just repressed.

"D" is for Done Deal!

2007-05-02T10:27:00.000-07:00

Well, things with "D" are moving along at light speed. We are totally and completely into each other. This is it for me folks, I think I've found "the one"! I know, most of you are going "oh lord, what the hell is she doing" and all that stuff. All I can offer, is that you trust me to know what I'm doing.

No, we aren't getting married tomorrow or moving in together, although we have already had those discussions. We are THAT serious about this.

Yes, I know we are still in the ga-ga-goo-goo stages of the relationship, as it's only been a few weeks, but we both also recognize that and are trying to maintain a level head. Some days it's hard, but overall, we both are smart and logical people and aren't going to jump into anything that could potentially destroy what we have.

He has 3 cats, I met them on Monday night when I stayed at his place in Denton. They are terrific, however, I am still allergic, no matter how cute and wonderful they are, they are still something I can't live with. That's going to be a big deal. We need to figure out what the heck can be done about this. I would never in a million years want or expect anyone to get rid of their beloved pets over me. We all know how much I love Georgie, I couldn't imagine having to give her up for a man. I don't think I could.

We've joked about a "cat sanctuary" in the backyard, you know, almost like a child's playhouse, but for the cats to live. That sounds cute and fun and all, but that's not really fair to the cats. Plus Georgie would terrorize them on a daily basis.

He obviously would live with me, as I own, and he rents. Poor guy will have to commute quite a way, but I'm totally worth it! hehehe His lease is up in July, and we talked about him moving then, but that's just way too soon. If his landlord will let him, he is going to ask for a 6 month lease, as I feel after that point, if we are still feeling as strongly, we will shack up at that point!

The biggest test is yet to come, he has yet to meet any of my friends. I have so many different types of friends, this should be interesting. I haven't even taken him to The Landing yet! He will be meeting a shit ton of co-workers this weekend, as there are two parties for us to go to on Saturday. But the biggest one of them all would have to be Jodi. She won't meet him until July, but she's already all over the "D" bandwagon, so I think it should go well. She is the ONLY friend that I have that will be honest and upfront (even though I've asked others to on the last one, you know who you are...) and tell me if he's right or wrong in the beginning. Not this "oh, I knew he was wrong for you" after the fact bullshit. No pressure "D", no pressure at all!
hahahaha

I've tried to not write about him, but it's hard. So if I sicken you all with my talk of "D" you are just going to have to get over it. He's my man, and I'm so happy about it! I had told him when we first met that I didn't NEED a man, I WANTED a man. My tune has changed, I've needed a man in my life all along, I was just too afraid to admit it. We all need that, having a companion and friend and lover is so important. It can be the greatest feeling in the world. I feel like I've won the lottery with "D", he's fantastic and makes me feel absolutely amazing.

Three Bars BBQ

2007-04-30T14:25:00.000-07:00

Well, back and alive from Muensterfest! Had a fabulous time! We really kicked it into high gear this year and got all fancy and made t-shirts, a banner and koozies for the event. We looked totally professional (little do they know).

So that's the backside of the RV we rented, it was totally PIMP. Nicest one we've had yet. We borrow the "chef's" brothers RV as well, but that's not enough for the amount of people that stay, next year we are thinking we'll need another, as we felt bad for the people who did not claim a spot early enough and had to sleep outside!

We actually do have a purpose for going to this event, it's the BBQ contest. One of the guys here is quite the chef when it comes to smoking up some good ole Texas BBQ, and man, his ribs are the best ribs I have ever eaten in my life, no joke!

There he is, slaving away at making us some ribs and brisket. The poor guy didn't sleep at all, we got out on Friday afternoon, he finally slept after the competition around midnight on Saturday night. He got 3rd place in ribs, out of 71 entries. I'd say that's pretty fucking awesome! I actually sat down and was a judge for the rib contest. No, we did not have to try 71 kinds of ribs, they broke it down, I got to try 16 different ones. Didn't get his, as I know them well, so it wasn't fixed!

We also created the "White Trash Yard Art" contest, the first annual, and this is what won:

Let me first say that yes, this is a BRAND NEW TOILET. It's not used at all. So what this is, is a Jager Bomb making machine. They bolted it to a pallet, put a motor/pump inside the tank along with a 1/2 gallon bottle of Jager. There is a car battery that gives it power. Inside the toilet bowl is cans of Monster Energy Drink, and of course iced down. The spigot at the top is where the Jager comes out of, just flush the toilet and there's your Jager! Let's just say it got plenty of use!

Here's a picture of most of the main "crew" that was there from Friday to Sunday. This was taken Saturday evening, after we had won the 3rd place prize for ribs! As you can see, we all have on our "matchy matchy" Three Bars BBQ t-shirts!

I only had one mishap, on Friday night, after playing with the toilet contraption too much, I was sitting in a chair, and moved it slightly, apparently my reflexes were NOT cat-like, and I fell over, according to one account, "It was totally slow motion and none of us could get off our asses to help you!" So I have a nice bruise on my left forearm. Looks like I got in a fight and lost terribly. Funny thing is, I didn't even notice it until Saturday evening, standing at the judges tent, waiting on the awards! It's a big one though, about 4 inches long, about 2 inches wide, and today it's a lovely shade of purple and green!

So we went through 70 pounds of brisket, 25 racks of ribs, 6 chickens, god knows how much sausage, plus an assortment of side items. If I told you the amount of alcohol we went through, you'd call the authorities on me! Let's just say it was a good amount!

Lots of fun was had, we drank, we ate, we were merry! I can't wait for next year! Oh, and Three Bars BBQ came from the fact that our company logo has three bars in it...if anyone was wondering!

Muensterfest Begins....

2007-04-27T09:24:00.000-07:00

Well, only at the office for a few more minutes, I'm off to the Muensterfest celebration! Ready to get my drink on!

Everyone have a great weekend, I'll have an overview of the weekend craziness on Monday!

Ciao

Indians Invented Chewing Gum!

2007-04-25T10:49:00.000-07:00

So I grew up on a farm in far Southern Oregon, Ruch, Oregon to be exact. It's about 30 miles from the California border, closest major city is Medford, Oregon. We raised chickens and pigs. I'll talk about them some more, on some other post. Today we are going to discuss chopping wood for the winter.

So our farm was small, it wasn't how my parent's made a living, it was just a side job for us, to make a little extra money, selling the chickens and pigs to friends and neighbors once the meat was processed. I believe we had about 7 acres of land, at least 4 of those acres being the side of a mountain. We moved out there when I was in 3rd grade, so I was 8 years old.

The first fall we were there, my dad decided that we had no need to buy a cord of wood anymore, we had plenty of trees on our property to cut down! I was 8 mind you, so my help was minimal in this task. My sisters were 15 and 13, so they got stuck with the hard stuff. My oldest sister had a guy friend named Terry, that my dad just loved. You know, he was the guy that your parents WANTED you to be with, but it just wasn't like that for my sister, he was just a good friend. Well, Terry was there too, helping my dad with the wood chopping at hand.

Terry and my dad walked up the side of a mountain a ways, to find a good tree to chop down. Apparently while they were up there, they plotted a little scheme to trick my sister. So Pacific Madrone was a tree my dad liked to use for burning, I guess it burned well, I don't really know. But the interesting thing about these trees is that when freshly cut, the bark will peel off of the tree really easy, almost like you are peeling an orange.

So Dad and Terry are on the mountain side, cutting down a madrone, and chopping it into smaller pieces and rolling these down the hill, to us, three girls at the bottom. I know, REAL safe eh? No one has ever accused my father of being a rocket scientist! So we're dodging and weaving these chunks of wood as they are flying down the hill, and bark is going everywhere, as it peels so darned easy.

Dad and Terry come down after they are done, to help us out, down at the bottom of the hill. This is when my dad goes into his story:

"So, (to oldest sister) you know there used to be Indians all over Oregon back in the day right? Well, they really loved madrone wood, because of all the purposes it served them. They used every part of the tree when they cut it down, even the bark!"

*so me and the middle sister are watching my dad, and can tell he's making this up, we give eachother a knowing look and proceed to join along in the fun*

So the oldest sister is buying this hook line and sinker, and of course asks what all they used the bark for.

"Well, Terry, correct me if I'm wrong, but they used it to make shields, canoe's and even chewing gum, did you know the Indians actually invented chewing gum?"

*I am 8 years old and realize what my dad is doing, he's going to get oldest sister to actually put the fucking bark in her mouth and chew on it!*

Oldest sister looks at middle sister and myself and we give her the "yeah, it's true" look. She bites, literally, she takes a piece of bark and puts it in her mouth.

We all explode into laughter, as we can't hold it back anymore, it's just too funny! Of course she spits it out immediately and is all embarrassed and stuff. The poor oldest sister always got the brunt of the jokes, as she wasn't as quick witted as me and the middle sister back then. We were in Oregon after all, think she bought way too many bags of weed from the hippies!

One of my fondest memories of my childhood, I still laugh about it to this day! There are more of course, I don't just have ONE memory, I'll write about them some more in the future. It's been fun to write this, so expect more!

p.s. the cocaine post yesterday was NOT intended to be funny, or promote it's use, it really was meant to make you realize how STUPID it is, so if I have any readers who are still using this stupid shit, STOP!

What Cocaine Can Do

2007-04-24T13:21:00.000-07:00

Back when I was a Senior in High School, way back in '93 (haha) I had definitely reached the height of my experimentation with drugs. My best girl Jodi was already out of school, as she is a year ahead of me. At the time, she was dating this guy named Eric Jones. Eric was known as quite the bad boy. Lots of drugs, alcohol and jail. That's pretty much what his life was (and probably still is).

Well of course we thought he was cool, I mean, he could buy us beer and get really good drugs! I, at this point had tried marijuana and acid. I liked both of them a lot. I had yet to try cocaine, which they were really getting into at this time. Jodi of course, had joined the bandwagon, as she was his girlfriend after all.

This is about the first time I tried cocaine. It was a weird night, it was a school night for me. Jodi and Eric got into a big fight, as he wanted to go to the bar, and we obviously couldn't. If my memory serves me, he was even going with some random chic, and obviously, that didn't make Jodi happy. We were at his house, as they had just scored a bunch of coke and the plan was to party! I was planning on drinking (vodka and oj) and smoking some pot, but had no intentions on trying "the cocaine".

Well, after a bunch of yelling and screaming, Eric left anyway. What he forgot, was his cocaine. Jodi, myself and one of his roommates (can't remember his name) were the only one's left at the house, with an entire 8-ball of coke (that's quite a bit of coke for 3 people). I decided to try it. At first I said no, I just watched them, how they did it, watched what happened to them, and of course I finally succumbed to the enticement of it all.

Let me also say that I think peer pressure is complete and utter bullshit. Everything I've done or tried is because I WANTED to. Everyone has a mind of their own, sure some kids can be rather pushy, but if you don't want to do it, you don't have to. There was no peer pressure involved in my decision to try it. And for those of you who have used cocaine, if someone doesn't want any, that's good, it's more for the rest of them! I just wanted to, I had to know what it was like.

So I did my line, and can remember that feeling to this day. It's a feeling of complete and total immortality. Like you can do anything, to anyone, anywhere, like you were a Super Hero. What I realized 15 seconds later, is that it went away as quickly as it came, and you spend the rest of your time chasing that short, 15 seconds of bliss. I think after that 15 seconds I said something along the lines of, "give me more, NOW!" Yeah, yay....(sarcasm)

So the good part of the story is when I had to go home. I think my dad said I could stay out until 11pm, as I had to go to school the next day. Well, I get home, high as a kite, little drunk and completely unaware of anything. I remember laying in my bed most of the night, wanting the feeling to go away, and not being able to do anything about it.

Well, I guess I finally fell asleep at some point, because the next thing I know, I've got my dad SCREAMING at me, throwing a roll of paper towels at me and telling me to clean up my mess. Apparently vodka and oj doesn't go so well with coke. I had thrown up right next to my bed, a big ole pile of orange. Pretty gross. So I'm all confused and discombobulated, and begin to clean it up. He goes away, but of course is still yelling profanities through the house. What happens next, I to this day, have no idea why....

So the next thing I know, I'm ripping clothes off the hangers in my closet and putting them inside of Rolling Stone Magazine and throwing them out of my bedroom door yelling, "You happy Dad? ARE YOU HAPPY? I am on the YEARBOOK staff, NOT the NEWSPAPER, this edition is going to suck, I don't know SHIT about the newspaper!!!!" Yeah, um....wha? I think I was still high on the cocaine, don't you? He stopped dead in his tracks and said something along the lines of, "I have no idea what you and Jodi took last night, but you are NOT going to school, finish cleaning up the puke and get your ass back in bed and sleep off whatever the hell it is you are on!"

So at least I got out of going to school!

"D" is for Dandy

2007-04-23T14:52:00.000-07:00

No, no, his name is not Dandy, that would just be weird!

We had a great time this weekend, it was nice to finally get to spend some quality alone time together. I took him to Zoo Music yesterday so he could geek out on some musical equipment, alas Zoo Music doesn't really cater to a bass player, as he told me their selection was kinda small. What do I know about music stores? Nada!

His music is amazing, I got to hear some of his samples of stuff he has created on his computer. He is really into the electronic music (not techno, like actual music made from a computer) and let me tell you, my ears liked what I heard. Very interesting and could definitely be used in movies or TV. I don't know if it bothered him, or he liked it, but I listened to each one, and made up a little story about a TV or movie scene that I thought it would fit into. Either he finds me amusing or annoying!

He also told me he wrote a song for me. I have not heard it yet, as he wrote it for an acoustic guitar, and that is one instrument he does not have right now. He said it was in the same vein as Tenacious D, so I of course asked if it was dirty and funny. He told me it was funny and sweet, so I guess he made it so the family could hear it one day! I'm looking forward to hearing it. He said once he gets the guitar, he wants to practice it, so when I hear it, it's right! He also said he's never written a song for a girl before, so whether or not it's true, I bought it hook, line and sinker! I asked about that again later in person, and he said he really never has. I believe him.

Wow, that's a sentence you don't see me write often. "I believe him." Yay for me! Yes folks, I know I was all excited about the last boy, but you saw after 3 weeks there was some drama going on. This is different, I PROMISE!

I will also promise that my blogs won't always be about "D", but I'm sure there will be some, just deal with it!

So yeah, I had another fun weekend. Can't wait to see him again, although it will be a week or so, as he's busy with school and I'm off to Muensterfest this weekend. My friend Felicia in Denton is going to get Sergio and Georgie on Wednesday, so I'll probably go up to Denton after work Monday to pick her up, maybe stop by "D"'s beforehand, that is, if he will deal with cleaning up the cat hair for me.

He's got 3 cats, and I'm totally allergic. If that's the only thing he's got against him, I can handle that. As long as I don't touch them and the house has minimal cat hair I'm fine. I'm sure Jodi can give him some "cleaning the house for Shawna's arrival" tips, as she's got to do it every time, as she's got 3 of her own! Benedryl is also a lifesaver for me when the cats are around. Being high on Benedryl isn't gay either!

Things That Are Not Gay

2007-04-20T13:59:00.000-07:00

I really don't have much to write about, and I was going through the archives of Conti as he is one funny mother, and decided to steal a blog idea from him, can it really be stealing if you post their blog and say that you are taking an idea? I mean, I didn't get his permission or anything, but he seems like a cool enough guy to take it as a compliment.

Things that are not gay:
(please note, "gay" in this context means "sucky", not to get the gay right people all up in arms, it's a term that I've used for years, and always get in trouble by those such people, I love gay people, have plenty of gay friends, it's just a term, don't get bent out of shape)

"D" - he's most definitely not gay
Waking up without an alarm clock doing it for you (sleeping in)
Porn - unless you are watching gay porn, then of course it's gay
Crown Royal - nectar of the god's
Tuaca - ok, some of you think it's a gay shot, but I likey
Smoking Cigarettes - until May 1st, which is my quit date
Gansta movies - seriously, how can whacking people be gay
LOST - if you aren't a cult follower YOU are gay
Me - even though my sisters thought I was about 8 years ago (ok, in this context, I actually mean GAY)
Floating in the lake with a life vest diaper and drinking beer
Muenster Fest - next weekend, woo hoo
Pedicures - it feels too good to be gay
Steak - as long as you eat it Medium Rare, otherwise it's totally gay
Men's pajama bottoms - not the matching tops though, that will make them gay
Being the Director of Communications for a bad-ass company
Making out in trucks with guys named "D" - so awesome
Cleaning out your ears with Q-tips
Georgie - my D-O-double G
Blogging - as long as it's funny and shit, not informative
Monster Energy Drink - the blue version is the only one that's not gay
Skydiving - I need to do that again soon
Nappy Headed Ho's - I had to go there, a little late in the game, but still funny

I think I'll leave it at that. It's almost 4:30 here, think I'm gonna make like a baby and head out soon, as it's 4/20 and I'm going to the Mexicans house for dinner and some 4/20 fun.

wUrd

Happy Birthday Jodi!

2007-04-19T14:32:00.000-07:00

Today is my best pal's birthday. Her birthday has had some interesting things happen on this particular day over the years, here's a few of them for ya:

1995 - Oklahoma City Bombings
1993 - David Koresh and the Branch Davidians go down in flames
1987 - The Simpsons make their debut on The Tracey Ullman Show
1961 - The Bay of Pigs invasion of Cuba ends in failure
1943 - A swiss chemist deliberately takes LSD for the first time
1938 - NBC begins regular television broadcasts
1927 - Mae West is sentenced to 10 days in jail for obscenity for her play Sex
1904 - Much of Toronto, Ontario, Canada is destroyed by fire

Those are the events I find interesting that happened on her day of birth. Obviously, she is not ancient, so a lot of the events on this list happened before she was even a twinkle in her parent's eyes, but it's interesting stuff.

Here's some cool famous people that share her birth day:

Maria Sharapova - Russian tennis player
Hayden Christensen - actor
Kate Hudson - actress
Jesse James - custom motorcycle builder, TV personality
Ashley Judd - actress
Suge Knight - dead rap producer
Paloma Picasso - daughter of Pablo Picasso (this is weird, Pablo and I share a birth day)
Tim Curry - british actor
Dudley Moore - actor (I used to have weird dreams about him all the time)
Jayne Mansfield - actress

Here's some famous people who died on her birth day:

Charles Darwin - died 1882
David Koresh - but we know that from above, died 1993

So this blog is in honor of Jodi, my best pal in the whole wide world! In just a few short months she will be living in Shreveport, only a short 3 hour drive!

Happy Birthday Jodi, I love you like a sister!

Smitten

2007-04-18T09:00:00.000-07:00

Well, last night I had my first "official" date with the new boy. He will now be referred to as "D". We met up at a Mexican joint in Flower Mound, as that's about the 1/2 way mark for the both of us.

Had a nice dinner, a couple of fish bowl margaritas and headed outside for a little makeout session in his truck! So felt like a teenager! Was waiting for the cops to show up and shine their spotlight in the fogged up windows of the truck! That didn't happen, I will say I was a little disappointed! hahaha

So yeah, things are going well in my book, we have good conversations and he's a GREAT kisser! Oh yeah, and he's really handsome and stuff too!

However, I did make the error of giving him my blog info, so he's read up. He made note last night that I seemed to really like the last new boy, and that it went downhill rather quickly. He's right, it did, but I'll explain a little better now.

With the last guy, it had been a long time since I'd been in any semblance of a relationship. I WANTED it to be great, I WANTED to like him. I don't think I ever really liked him all that much to be honest. I tried to make something out of nothing, which luckily I figured that out eventually and got the hell outta there! He still calls from time to time, I just don't answer the phone, especially since it's usually a drunk dial in the wee hours of the morning on a school night, so I'm usually in bed anyway (makes it a lot easier to ignore).

With D it's a completely different feeling. One I haven't had in probably 10 years. Hopefully that won't scare him away, but it's true! I've always been a big fan of the honesty, so there you have it. He makes me smile, he makes me feel like he actually cares what I'm saying, and actually retains the information. He's genuinely a nice guy and that's also a nice change of pace. Well, at least I think he's a good guy, if not, he's one hell of a pretender! I don't really know how to explain how I feel about this budding relationship, but I'm so happy it's happening!

Stay tuned!

Tornados, Tokes & Tickles

2007-04-16T13:56:00.000-07:00

This weekend was crazy, it went from crazy bad, to crazy awesome!

Friday:

Big storms talked about all week long by our meteorologists here in the North Texas area. I decided to leave at 5:30pm on Friday, as the storms were nearing and supposed to have hail, high winds and possible tornado's. Wanted to get home, get my car under the carport and get Georgie inside. Glad I went home....

I got home about 6:15 and got the car situated in the back under the carport, got the dog inside and settled down to watch the TV to see what was up. Well, about 7:15, when my favorite weather guy is telling me that a possible tornado "hook" is about 2 miles from my house, and my TV goes black. I stand at my huge 9' x 6' picture window and notice that it's eerily still, that the 50 MPH winds have died and it's silent (this is a sure sign that a tornado is about to destroy your home, hence "calm before the storm").

I freak, I grab the dog, grab the Crackberry and run into my bathroom and sit in the tub. Shakily, I find my Dad's number and call him, crying like a little bitch, freaking the fuck out! My Dad would usually be laughing at me, asking why I was "being a baby" but he could hear the true fear in my voice and didn't give me crap. Which was a really pleasant change for once. Luckily these storms were moving at like 40MPH, so it was over in a matter of minutes. However, it took my Dad several more minutes to convince me that I could actually get out of the tub. I was still crying like a little bitch.

So a few minutes later the TV comes back on, and within minutes, I'm seeing footage of houses with roofs partially ripped off only 3 blocks from my house! So yeah, I might have been crying like a little bitch, but apparently I had good reason to! I am just grateful that me and the dog are alive and safe.

So Saturday I got up and got ready to head up to Denton for Fry Street Fair. I arrived in Denton around noon and of course the party started pretty much immediately. This event is put on by The Delta Lodge, a frat in Denton. Now, those of you who know me, know that I think the whole frat/sorority thing is a bunch of crap, but trust me, the Delta Lodge is not your typical frat. They are quite the crazy bunch, bunch of hippy pot smokin fools, so as you can see, I fit into that crowd just fine! hahaha

Well, because we are with Delta Lodge people, we get the special purple armband hook up and get to drink free beer all day! Yay! We didn't get out there until about 2:30pm, as it was really fucking cold and windy on Saturday. My friend's band was playing at 6pm, and surprisingly, most of the people I was with have never seen Joint Method, but read up on them, and everyone wanted to see them! So as soon as Joint Method played we were OUT OF THERE, time to get inside and rewarm our bodies!

We headed back over to Felicia's house and hung out for a while. A bar in Denton called Dan's Silverleaf has a customer appreciation night once a year and does a free crawfish boil, since we were all about the free, we decided to head up there around 8, to chow down on some crawfish, potatoes, corn and sausage.

Well, I had been chatting with "the new boy" most of the week, trying to convince him to come out on Saturday, even though I knew he had an important paper to write. I was victorious! He met up with us at the bar. Luckily, I somehow managed to not be completely wasted, not sure how, since it all started at noon, but I was buzzed, don't get me wrong!

So initial reaction was great, he looked like his pictures (actually better to be honest with you) and I was pleased as punch! He didn't seem uncomfortable with the situation and we seemed to hit it off almost immediately.

Well, the group was ready to go back to Felicia's house and drink beer and smoke over there, I had driven. Luckily, lots of cars, as I thought it would be good for me and "the new boy" to hang back and have some private conversation and then head to her house a little while later. That didn't work out so well, as Denton is a small town and a bunch of people he knew as well showed up and chatted us up. It was actually ok though, very comfortable and easy.

He ended up coming back to Felicia's house. We got back to her house around 11:30 or so (I think). We spent some alone-time in her backyard. He serenaded me some Tenacious D, which if you know who they are, you might think is odd, but not I, I loved it! He is a music theorist, so is also very musically inclined. Felicia's soon to be ex actually is a colleague of his (but we don't hold it against him, it's not his fault) so there is a piano and an electric organ at Felicia's. "The new boy" began playing. That was it for me, smitten I was. Don't know what it is about musicians, but big, big turn-on in my book! Love me some musically inclined men!

Yes, for those of you who are dying right about now, I got a little make-out session started! I think I pretty much told him that I was about to jump him, god I am so subtle! It was very, very nice and I am very, very happy about it. That is all I'm telling you! No, I did not give it up, for those of you who are wondering! Not that I really care if you think I did, but I didn't!

(this is all approved for viewing per "the new boy" I gave him the blog site, so he knows what's up, hopefully I won't scare him away! hahaha)

We are meeting tomorrow night for dinner. I'm excited to see him again.

Sunday was a crazy day, I finally got home and settled about 6pm. I am watching Felicia's dog for two weeks until she moves back to Denton, so she doesn't have to take him from Austin to Denton 50 times. Georgie is loving it, not so sure about Sergio though. He's a pug/dachshund mix, he's adorable!

So even though Friday was probably the most terrified I have ever been in my life, Saturday and Sunday most definitely cancelled that out! Life is just dandy!

Chee Chee Chee Haa Haa Haa

2007-04-13T09:59:00.000-07:00

Yes folks, it's Friday the 13th! The title of this post is supposed to mimic the sounds from the Jason music from the popular movies, it's the closest I could get, did anyone actually pick up on that?

I decided to google the date, and see what came up, this is the one thing that really got me:

Some people are so paralyzed by fear that they are simply unable to get out of bed when Friday the 13th rolls around. The Stress Management Center and Phobia Institute estimates that more than 17 million people are affected by a fear of this day. Despite that, representatives for both Delta and Continental Airlines say that their airlines don't suffer from any noticeable drop in travel on those Fridays.

Seriously? 17 million people are paralyzed with fear over a stupid date? Come on. I swear to god, this world and all the psychiatrists and shit making up these stupid non-existent "conditions". It's a fucking superstition, that's it!

I personally love the day, I know something fucked up with happen, hopefully not to me, but whatever, it's just a DAY.

I wonder what kind of meds those people get.....

Jewelry Box

2007-04-10T12:21:00.000-07:00

Let's take a trip down memory lane. Well, you are getting my memories obviously.

Christmas 2004, San Diego, CA

Both of my sisters live in San Diego. The middle sister's in-law's are mostly up in the L.A. area. They are Catholic (I love me some Catholics) and always spend Christmas at my brother-in-laws father's house. This year was no exception.

We drove up to Redondo Beach on Christmas Eve. Time spent with this family is always a guaranteed good time. Someone will more than likely get really drunk and do something or say something stupid. This year was no exception.

So it's me, my sister, her sister-in-law, and the sister-in-law's mother. We are sitting out on the patio drinking Chardonnay and enjoying the weather. Mind you, this sister-in-law is already known as the "wild one" and is always inserting foot into mouth, or just being obnoxious in general, she actually makes me look tame.

But, it was her mother that really gave it her all this particular year. So we are chit chatting and the SIA (sister-in-law, as I'm tired of typing that out) asks her mother to tell us about her recent hospital woes.

So she does. Mind you, this woman is easily in her 70's, cute little frail woman, nicely dressed with her old lady jewelry just a shinin. What came out of her mouth next is something I never in a million years could DREAM to make up, so I am swearing to you all now, this is true.

She got an infection in her hand and had to have 3 of her fingers removed. As you can imagine, this was pretty traumatic, and the SIA's mom was not happy about it at all. She ended up having to stay in a hospice type facility as she needed constant care. Apparently she's heard horror stories about staff at these places and decides to take matters into her own hands.

She's got some nice jewelry, she shows us, let's us see it up close and personal. A diamond ring that's been in her family for years, yada, yada, yada. She then proceeds to tell us how she took off all her jewelry and puts it in her "vagina" so that the staff could not steal it from her. Yes, she said vagina, no joke. She did not remove the jewelry until she was out of the hospital and knew it was safe.

Brings a whole new meaning to Jewelry Box doesn't it?

Yeah, I believe I started choking on the Chardonnay I had to my lips, as I certainly did not expect those words to come from her mouth. Yeah, she really did it. She put her goods into her goods for protection!

Thought you all would find that amusing. I know I still chuckle about it all the time.

Festivals ARE Fun

2007-04-09T14:49:00.000-07:00

So I have two coming up.

Fry Street Fair - April 14

Which is this weekend, and I haven't been since probably '98. I am probably way too old for this, and will regret the Sunday hangover terribly, but it sure will be fun, trying to keep up with the 20-somethings there. Their site sucks, it sucks big time. Last week, the dumb-asses at the Delta Lodge forgot to renew their site with GoDaddy, so it was down. At least they put the bong down long enough to renew, as I'm sure there were a lot of pissed off people.

The best part, is that I actually KNOW one of the bands in it this year. Joint Method. I am friends with one of the guys. Good stuff. Lots of fun, excited to see them in action.

Muenster Fest - April 27 - 29

This is an event that I went to two years ago with my now employers. This is a ridiculous display of "how much can we drink in 3 days" and we all do our bestest to win that title. I am scared, very scared. I got into a Crown Royal drinking contest at the last one, and I lost miserably. At least that's what I'm told. I remember it being midnight, then it being 7am and me needing to get out of the top bunk of the RV in a bad way, as I needed to hurl whatever was left in my stomach. It wasn't much.

We will be "camping out" for this event. Camping out means RV's, a hotel rental so we can shower and pooh properly (plenty of port-a-potties) so it's not really camping. I think I am the ONLY one who actually attended the event 2 years ago, it was hot, and I needed a hat.

We camp next to the grounds, and BBQ all weekend. Well, one guy BBQ's and we eat it as soon as we can.

My memories of this event will be hazy at best.

So that's what I have coming up. Hopefully I'll have some good stories for ya.

OH, I also have a date on Wednesday with a new boy from match.com, we'll see. He seems normal, but so did the last one....

Deserted....

2007-04-04T14:20:00.000-07:00

This is a fun one. VE started this, and I'm going to play along, as I know how it feels to only have a few faithful readers!

Stranded on a deserted island, and you have these things...

One iPod song?
I like Sue do not actually own an iPod, I want one, so I'll still pick a song. I'm not going with obvious oceanic theme songs, I truly would have to live with the song forever. God, this is harder than I thought.
Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd

One DVD?
This is also difficult, as there are several movies I could actually watch over and over again.
Good Fellas - it's my favorite of all time

One book?
I'm going to have to go a bit obvious here, but I'll pick
Lord of the Flies - it really is a great book, and like Sue, I may get some insight just in case anyone else gets stranded with me, or there are some natives on the island, that just aren't appearing yet (yes, had to throw a LOST reference in there)

One type of drink?
Easy, if I gotta be stranded, I want to be drunk as hell so I don't care!
Crown Royal Reserve - on the rocks

One kind of meal?
Always said this was my dying wish meal, so it should be good enough for here
Filet Minon-medium rare, baked potato - loaded, steamed asparagus & Caesar salad

One dessert?
I'm not really a dessert person either, but I'm stranded, so I'll eat it!
Chocolate Sheet Cake

One toiletry item?
This isn't hard at all
Tampons!

One photograph?
I'd have to say any of the multitude of pics of me with my sisters and their children.

Fe, Rain, Animals, BAD

2007-04-03T12:39:00.000-07:00

Struggling for things to write about, so I'll tell someone else's story.

Texas got some ridiculous rain last Thursday and Friday and my newly rediscovered friend Felicia was caught in the mess. We went to Scurry-Rosser High School together, when I first moved to Texas in 1989 (she also knows Jodi) and we lost touch about 12 years ago, she found Jodi on myspace and through Jodi found me!

She currently is working/living in Austin, but owns a home in Denton. She was coming up to Denton (which is just north of Dallas) on Thursday evening to get some weekend things taken care of at her house. I left work early on Thursday, as there was a huge storm coming our way, and I didn't want the dog or myself caught in it. When I got home, I instantly turned into a 65 year old man, as I turned on TWC (The Weather Channel) and proceeded to watch for the next 45 minutes. About 10pm, after it had gone over me, I texted Felicia, and I realized she told me she was driving up, and was hoping she decided not to. She drove...

The drive from Austin to Dallas is about 3 hours (200 miles), it's on a major highway and is usually just fine. Not this night. Felicia said they were dead stopped on the highway near Hillsboro (about 70 miles from Dallas) for at least an hour, then the traffic finally started moving. She noticed that everyone was getting into one lane, so she followed. She didn't get far. The water was up over the highway, and her low to the ground Saturn couldn't handle it. It stalled out and then the water began to pour in. Mind you, she has her cat in a cat crate and her dog Sergio (Georgie's boyfriend, they make out) in the car with her, along with her laptop and other things.

She said that big ole trucks with their lift kits were cruising on by, while her arms were flailing outside of the car and she screamed for help. Finally some dude in a truck stops and says, "well what do you want me to do?" Are you kidding me??? God, people are so DENSE in the south, I swear! Actually, people are dense everywhere, don't need to get the hate comments going again about the south! So she gets into the back of his truck (yeah, guess he was THAT big of a jerk and didn't want her all wet in his cab) and he drives her to a hotel, so she can get someone to come and get her.

Crazy! When you hear about flash flooding, that's EXACTLY what happens. It's just unusual that it happened on a major highway like that, usually it happens in neighborhoods and such, the highways SHOULD be designed to have enough drainage to stop this sort of nightmare.

But everyone survived (except the car) as you can imagine, the animals were a bit traumatized, but nothing a little time won't heal. Felicia is fine, although I doubt she'll make that trip again when it's raining!

Let this be a lesson to you all!

Colleen is the BOMB!

2007-03-28T11:44:00.000-07:00

So my woes of sleeping wrong did not end yesterday. By about 3pm I felt like it was getting worse, my shoulder and neck were stiff as a rock, I could no longer turn my head without excruciating pain. I attempted to call a friend of Jodi & Troys, who has his own massage locale here in Dallas, but alas, he was booked. I was forced to go to the Texas Institute of Massage, which ended up not sucking totally. I paid $40 for a one hour massage with an actual graduate, so he knew what he was doing. He concentrated on my neck and shoulder.

I left feeling pretty good, but about 1/2 way home I realized that it indeed was no better, it hurt like a mother fucker. Luckily I had been IM'ing all day w/my WONDERFUL and AMAZING friend Colleen (she still works at my old company) and she offered up some Darvocet. I had never taken Darvocet, so had no idea of it's effects on me, but hellz yeah to the 'scripts!

So she left them and some bath salts in her mailbox (she also only lives about 2 miles from me) as she and her hubby (who also works at the old company) had dinner plans. I stopped by their place and grabbed my loot out of the mailbox.

I got home and took a Darvocet about 8pm, the rest is hazy at best....

I'm pretty sure I went to bed around 9:30, but again, coulda been sooner, coulda been later, doesn't really matter.

I remember about an hour into it, I really started feeling the effects, as I could move my neck and arms, could feel that without the meds, that it would have still hurt like a bitch, but with the meds, I could stretch and such, knowing I needed to do this, to relieve the pain.

I believe I texted her at around 9pm and told her that Darvocet Rocks, and should I take another? Thank god I didn't, I'd still be in bed, in a coma! I also decided at this point, that although a bath with the bath salts she left me would have been wonderful, but I was afraid I'd pass out and drown in my own tub. I really don't want to be found naked when I die.

So in conclusion,

COLLEEN ROCKS, COLLEEN ROCKS, COLLEEN ROCKS, COLLEEN ROCKS!!!!!

Plano-ites

2007-03-27T11:20:00.000-07:00

It really never ceases to amaze me how some people act. Certain "sects" of people seem to not think that they have to live by the normal rules of day to day life, like respect.

So I woke up this morning in excruciating pain. I guess I slept in one, very bad position all night, as my neck and shoulders were experiencing shooting pains. I tried my Wal-Mart massager (this is not code for a vibrator, it really is for that purpose), but due to the area, I was kind of defeating the purpose. I had to lift my arms, which caused more pain. I laid in bed and started to cry.

I got to work around 9:30, as I just did not want to move. Typing was/is hard. Turning my head, next to impossible. I realized that Whole Foods has the little chair massager people, so about an hour ago I went up there for my 20 minute massage. I can tell it helped, but I did a doosy on it, so it could quite possibly take a while to work itself out. Noticeable difference, but still hurts.

So on my way back I decide to stop at La Madeleine for a chicken Caesar salad. There's a huge line in the To Go line of course. Probably about 6 deep. Of course I'm already a bit aggitated because of my neck and shoulders. A woman that I had noticed in the parking lot, because she was probably 8 months pregnant and had two annoying little children in tow comes in. She comes in in a ruckus, because of course the two boys are being obnoxious little boys! She grabs a loaf of bread, and is in front of me in line.

The people behind the counter ARE taking forever, but it really doesn't excuse this woman's behavior. She decides (I'm going to assume because she is pregnant and has 2 kids in tow) that she can just cut in front of everyone so she can purchase her loaf of bread. Mind you, she doesn't say anything to anyone like, "would you mind if I jumped ahead, I just need to get this loaf of bread" she just does it! Luckily there were two "sistas" in the front of the line that were not having it. Of course the woman tries to act all oblivious, like she doesn't realize (even though she had been standing there for 5 minutes) that there was one line, and one line only.

So she gets back into line, but hands her two little brats a credit card and the loaf of bread, like suddenly everyone in the line is going to part, like the Red Sea, so these two stupid kids can get a loaf of bread! Yeah, right! Finally one of the sista's speaks up and says, "lady, it looks like everyone in this line has to go back to work, do you? Wait your turn like the rest of us, we are actually on a time schedule, doesn't look like you are!" Man, oh man, did I want to start clapping and laughing, but I didn't. I was proud of myself, because normally I would have been the one to say it. If it weren't for the sista's, it would have been me, but I probably wouldn't have said it that nice.

So she finally gets up there, and then proceeds to argue w/the cashier that her loaf is only $2.09 when in fact she picked up a different kind that was $3.29. The cashier just went ahead and gave her the loaf for the cheaper price, I think she knew where this would go. We all just wanted her out of the line! After she left we all were going nuts, like "can you believe that woman, was she for real?"

I work in Plano now, and the mentality up here is just that. Most of the Plano-ites seem to think that they are above everyone else, and can do as they please. I love it when they lose!

B.R.A.I.N.P.A.I.N

2007-03-22T15:18:00.000-07:00

That means (and just made up by me of course):

Brain

Realizing

All

Internet

Needs

Problematic

Always

Inserting

Newness

I just got out of a meeting here at "technology central" and I am FRIED. This business is so full of fucking ACRONYMS it blows my mind. I feel really stupid right now, I feel like I asked the most elementary questions, luckily everyone is cool here, and they aren't making fun of me, but MAN.....whew, I need to decompress after that session. I was learning how our network works, it's mind boggling to be honest with you. I have a whole new appreciation for the "nerd". I've always been fond of the nerds, hopefully one day I'll marry one. I like nerds. Smart dudes turn me on. No, I didn't get all hot and bothered by the nerds in there, cuz I know their wives and stuff, but you know what I mean. To me, there is nothing sexier than a smart guy. Especially when I don't know what the hell they are saying. Dunno why, guess I've dated a lot of dumb dudes before.

So this is a great site for me to learn the acronym terms, but jesus christ, they have "new terms" that are updated almost DAILY! Holy crap! I know I will be speaking geek in about six months, but right now, I am so intimidated by it, it's crazy. It's been a long time since I've been in the dark about what I'm doing, and I will be the first to admit I am right now!

10 years of advertising and printing, I can talk some shop there, but when it comes to this side of the world, wow, it's a whole new world.

Don't get me wrong, I'm excited. I like a challenge, my brain's just not liking it right now. It's been so long since I've truly had to learn something new. I can spout off anything you want to know about advertising specs, paper, vinyls, fabrics, ink cartridges, printers, any of that side of the world, I think my brain is going to have to start letting some of that go, so I can have room for this new stuff!

Just look at this, this is "for dummies", only imagine the internal one's I get to see.....

Weekend Hijinx

2007-03-19T14:43:00.000-07:00

This weekend turned to be quite the eventful weekend. I am hoping this is was the final stretch into some much needed relaxation. My social calendar has been quite full lately, which is not a bad thing, but boy I need some laying on the couch time for sure!

Friday:

I stole an employee from my last job, so Friday was his going away happy hour from the old place. I planned to go, have a few drinks and get home at a decent hour. HA We decided to leave the happy hour around 10:30 and head over to the house of the boy who quit to drink more and be bad. We had to stop and get gas, as I was on empty. He was filling my car up and his girlfriend and I were in her car, enjoying her ridiculously beefed up stereo system, when out of nowhere a cop appeared. Yeah, talk about a buzz kill. He took both of our ID's, wanted to know what we were doing, the usual, I'm a cop and I have a gun bullshit. He made her get out of the car, and she somehow managed to pass the test despite the 9 or so beers she had consumed (she rocks!). We went on our merry way, but it was really looking like we'd be spending the rest of the evening on the phone, finding out when we could get her out of jail. Problem averted!

Saturday:

I woke up feeling like my dog had taken a serious dump in my mouth. I had a hair appointment at 10am and was NOT happy about it. I am now, my hair looks really cute, we went "ultra" shag, so it's really choppy and cute. Then I had to go get my eyebrows waxed, as those of you who know me, know if I don't do this, I could easily look like uni brow queen. Got my girl Jodi from Rockwall and we hung out at the house. Of course it's St. Paddy's, and my friend Tim was throwing a par-tay. We showed up about 7:30, it was a small party, which was cool. Somehow, everyone but me, managed to get stinkin' ass drunk. I think I left around 2:15am with my friend Mike in tow. We made a pit stop at 7-11 as he wanted funyons and some nachos. Yeah, the nachos at 7-11 are officially the most disgusting thing I have ever seen. EW.

Sunday:

I woke up at around 11am feeling just fine. Not the case for Mike. He stayed in bed a bit longer (and Mike is gay, so you all can quit speculating on whether or not I got lucky) and I mopped the kitchen floor, got some laundry gathered, and then took a shower, hoping he'd sleep some more and feel better so we could go eat. Not the case. I finally just went to Sonic for some burgers and tots and we ate at home, Mike couldn't really move much, so we didn't want to risk a car ride that could make him vomit! He left around 5pm, we sat on the couch all day watching bad MTV shows. Needless to say, I never got the laundry going, didn't get to the grocery store or anything. But all in all, a good lazy Sunday afternoon.

I really need to go to the grocery store tonight, but am so not in the mood. Think I'll go home, eat whatever I can summon up, I know I've got some eggs and other random things, I'll just make some weird white trash meal and be happy w/it. It's about to rain all week, so I'm going to try to mow a bit when I get home. The grass in the alley is getting tall, and the last thing I need is a fine from the city, they are so, so bad. I mowed weekend before this last one, but totally forgot about that, so I'll do that real quick and be done with it. I will also get the laundry done that I attempted to start, but never quite got there. I am also going to wash my sheets! They are pretty bad. Mike even said so....it's that single syndrome kickin' in, I'm tellin' ya!

I was/am planning on getting some yard work done this weekend, that is, if it doesn't rain like the forecast says it is. But, this is Texas, it changes from day to day. I'm hoping it will all happen this week, so I can plant this weekend, as planned. I have two built in planter boxes on the front of the house, on either side of my huge picture window, and then a small bed to the right of the driveway that needs some TLC. Hopefully that will get done. But the faithful readers here know I always have good intentions on home improvement projects, but for some reason, they never seem to come to fruition...

Oh, and I have yet to get my fat ass in the gym.....

The Single Syndrome

2007-03-16T08:41:00.000-07:00

So I was in bed last night, having a hard time falling asleep and was thinking about how long in my life I've been single, and man, most of my life has been spent single. I wasn't sad about this, but instead, started thinking about how much this has changed the way I do daily things. How I have become so accustom to being alone, that certain things just happen, that probably wouldn't if I lived with a significant other (yes, I totally believe you have to test drive before you get married). Here's a list of the things I've thought of, that I probably wouldn't do if living with someone, and that I've pegged as:

The Single Syndrome

1. I talk to myself and/or the dog A LOT, I notice this when I do have people over, I will still talk to myself right in front of them

2. Sometimes, on the weekends, I may not talk until late into the afternoon, as I have no one to talk to, I've been caught before, someone asking "are you coming down with something, your voice sounds odd?" and my response is "nope, just the first time I've talked today, my voice hasn't warmed up yet!"

3. I don't have to share the remote with anyone, and when people are over, I tend to hold the remote, out of fear, that they will take it from me

4. The bathroom does not tend to get cleaned very often, only unless I know I'm having guests, it's just ME, why does it matter (I know, kinda gross)

5. Sometimes, for dinner, if I don't have a lot in the house, I may just eat a can of corn or something random like that

6. The sheets on the bed also don't get changed nearly as often, I'm generally clean when I get in, and there's no "other" reason to change them, the "magic" isn't happening in there

7. I will wear some rank ass shit around the house, like I have this t-shirt that has holes all in it, but is so damned comfortable, that I wear it anyway, various fat and other body parts hang out of the holes

8. I can fart whenever I want, and find it difficult to hold it back (remember, just recently in a 3 month whatever you want to call it), I never did in front of him, but would suddenly have to "go smoke" to relieve myself, hard to hold 'em in when your body has been accustom to just letting her rip! Don't get me wrong, once I am comfortable in a relationship I will fart in front of him, I'm referring to a new one

9. I really do hate makeup, but notice I really don't wear it nearly as much as when I'm with someone. People have told me I really don't need it, which is nice

10. I can lay on the couch all day long on a weekend and not shower, brush my teeth, or anything else for that matter

Those are just a few of them. I will think of more, and maybe add to this list at a later date. What are some things that you do in your single life (either past, present or future) that you probably not do when in a relationship?

Shreveport Baby!

2007-03-15T08:49:00.000-07:00

So I realized last night that apparently I am not sharing my excitement with my loved one's. I was talking to my sister and was telling her about how my best girl Jodi found a great house and purchased it in Shreveport, since her husband took a job at Centenary College there as a professor.

I have known this for probably a month now, and am so fucking excited it's not even funny! She will only be a 3 hour drive from me now! Pictures of their new house!

So I've talked and posted pics of Jodi in the past, but as a refresher, let me give you a little history on my best girl ever!

I lived in Jacksonville, Oregon until my parent's divorce in 1989. My father moved back to Texas, where all his family is, and after I finished my eight grade year, my mom shipped me out to him to live. Let's just say I was less than excited about moving to Texas. Even less excited about moving to a town named Scurry. Yes folks, that is correct, Scurry, Texas! Insert all your "Scurvy, did you say scurvy" jokes here. Yep, it's a hick ass town with nothing to do but have sex, drink alcohol and do drugs. Why do parents think that moving their kids to the country will help? The country is where most kids learn about all the bad stuff, because there is nothing else to do!

So I start school in August (which is also completely bizarro to me, as on the west coast, school doesn't start until after Labor Day back then) and am totally unimpressed with the school. The high school is tiny, I mean TINY. Total students from freshman to senior is about 40 per class, so yeah, only about 120 students. Oh. My. Fucking. God. The high school is one building, one story and teeny. It's designed in a circle, so yeah, you'd probably have to do 100 laps around the school to hit a mile. This may be an exaggeration, but trust me, it is small and I'm freaking the fuck out.

I was very athletic back in the day. Played basketball, so of course I joined the basketball team. I still had to take P.E., which was also foreign to me, because on the west coast, if you are in a sport, you do not have to take P.E. as a class. Not in Texas....or at least in Scurry. So as you can imagine, with my athleticism, I am actually participating in P.E. and doing my best to win whatever activity they have on the agenda for the day. Jodi was in my P.E. class and hated me. Jodi is not athletic and never has been. Hate her too, as she is tiny, and you'd think worked out like a maniac. Nope, good genes.

So I had been in school for a few weeks, and one day in P.E. I walked up to Jodi and told her that she reminded me of this girl from a movie starring Charlie Sheen. Three for the Road. Horrible movie, but the girl to me, looked like Jodi (at the time). The girl is Keri Green, she was also in Goonies and some other movies of the 80's. It was more the hair style at the time than anything. Jodi had her hair. I think that made her dislike me even more. I don't know why, I think a lot of guys back then wanted to bone Kerri Green, she was a little movie hottie for a while. Anyway, that was our first conversation, and it was short. I think I started "dating" my now "first" soon after that (not a lot of selection in Scurry, that's for sure) and needed a second girl to go out with, so I could meet up with my boyfriend. His buddy had the hots for Jodi, so I asked her to hang out with us one night. After then, we became friends. There was a group of girls that started hanging out and it just went from there. We were the "bad kids" in school. You know, the one's that drank and hung out with the boys who smoked pot and stuff. I hadn't tried anything other than drinking up until I moved to Scurry. I know, hard to believe I grew up near a hippy commune in Oregon, and didn't try pot until I moved to Hickville, Texas! Jodi was with me the first time I smoked pot. This is also a funny story.

So I believe it was winter by now. We had our little click of boys and girls going and we were over at one of the guys houses one night. I'm sure I was spending the night with someone or something, because my dad was kinda strict with me. Anyway, we are partying with these boys, all the girls are drinking Strawberry Hill, except me, I liked beer and could chug a 12 pack no problem back then. Don't get me wrong, I'd be stinkin' drunk, but boy I could pound 'em back w/the best of 'em. So I'm drunk and the boys go into "the smoking room" and I am curious and ask if I can go. Of course they let me, what's better than a drunk girl? A drunk girl that is also high on marijuana!

Jodi knows what is going on and pulls me aside and says, "You are going to go smoke pot? Pot is bad Shawna, you should NOT smoke pot. I am very disappointed in you, I mean drinking is one thing, but ILLEGAL DRUGS? I really wish you wouldn't go, it's bad! I will never smoke marijuana!" HAHAHAHAHA Famous last words...

For some reason she is really concerned and says she's going to go in to "watch me, make sure I'm ok" so we go in. I don't think I got high (they say sometimes the first time doesn't really work) but had fun trying. We all sat in a big circle (Jodi behind us all of course, glaring at us all disapprovingly) and passed joints around. I think we smoked about 4-5 joints, I don't really remember, I was 14, that was a long time ago. I do know that after we left that room, the hijinx kicked up to a whole new level and we were running around outside 1/2 clothed. That I do remember. "She's got a load!" (that's for you Jodi)

I think that was the night that we truly sealed our friendship. Lots of things happened that night, secrets were made, confidences trusted.

So I always say that we started being friends in August of 1989. That brings us to 18 years this summer. Wow. There were a few years that we weren't that close, but after high school, things really kicked into high gear and we have been best buddies since. I honestly couldn't imagine my life without her. She knows me inside and out, and pretty much can read me like a book! I like to think I can do the same with her.

I have promised her, and am writing it here now, so it's in writing, that I will go to Shreveport at least once a month for the entire first year they are there. So there it is J, in WRITING that I promise to come and play with you once a month. Hell, could be more than that. I finally get my girl back, life is good!

Spring is in the air.....

2007-03-08T14:56:00.000-07:00

Sorry it's been a while. Just really didn't have much to say. Hell, quite frankly I'm worried about posting anything here, the blogger natzi's have seemed to come out of the woodwork and started posting really random, rude, stupid stuff. Where do these people come from anyway??
So glad I have decided to moderate my comments. People are weird and scary out here...

So life is good. I really don't have anything to complain about. Yes, there are things I need to do, but I feel I'm truly on the path to get them done.

1. Get my ass back in the gym - starting on Monday 3/12, FOR REAL
2. Quit smoking - stop date has been picked, May 1st, it's my dad's b-day, thought he'd like that
3. Get some much needed home improvement stuff done at the house, most in need is the main bathroom, I need to paint it and stain the existing cabinets and install new sink hardware.

Those are some pretty big things that I'm truly serious about. I went to the doctor yesterday to get my meds refilled and just a check up on how I've been since I got on the Zoloft and Xanax.

I got weighed...yeah, I'm as big as I was the last time it freaked me the fuck out and I got my ass in the gym 5 days a week, about 2 hours at a time. I'm not going to be that psycho this time however, I did it for 5 months before, lost about 35 pounds, but alas, I think I just burned myself out and stopped going. Going to start with 3 days a week, for about an hour of cardio. I'll get into the weights after I drop some of this poundage (and no, you do not get to know how much I weigh) by doing the cardio first.

Smoking - well, I found out back in September that I have reached Chronic Bronchitis stage, which is the next steps to emphysema and possibly COPD. It really scared the shit out of me. My smoking is definitely a problem, not that I already didn't know that, but I hadn't had to deal w/the issues associated with it yet, so of course I ignored the obvious warning signs, blah, blah, blah. I got a prescription for Chantix which 2 ex-coworkers, who smoked as much as I do tried, and both are smoke free. This is a new drug, that works very different from every other stop-smoking method, so I really have some hope here. I also think that the Zoloft and Xanax will most definitely help with the anxiety that comes along with not smoking. So I decided that May 1st was a great date, as it's my father's birthday and it will make him happy!

Home Improvement - I've lived in my house for almost a year already, and have not really done all the things I thought I'd do right away. My biggest feat is the main bathroom. Georgie (my lovely, but crazy pooch) ripped paint off the wall in there 2 days after I moved in by chewing through the toilet line and flooded the bathroom, the pressure ripped the paint clean off the wall. The cabinetry is also hideous (to me) it's very 1982, and with a nice stain, I can make it workable, until I want to spend big bucks to put in new cabinets. I plan to tackle this in May, when I'm not smoking, as I will also have to not drink for a while, as that is a HUGE trigger for me. I have also put in a call to Home Depot to come out and give me an estimate on new windows. My windows are the original from '55 when the house was built, and they are in sad, sad shape. I can really cut down on electricity and gas if the windows weren't so shitty. Yes, I know it's going to cost me a small fortune, I had them quoted by some independents last summer, and it was anywhere from $12k-$15k, which is fine, it's worth it, but yeah, "cough, cough"!

So that's about it, just realized that about this time last year I did some major assessing, that's when I got Georgie, bought the house and all that. Apparently I go through cycles...? Who cares! I'm loving life, and all that right now. (think the meds help) But seriously, I really have noticed a big change, I don't freak out on all the little shit anymore, I REALLY don't. I really like my interior, now I just need to work on my exterior, and I'll be complete.

Don't fret anyone either, I'm doing all of this for ME, not to find a man, or anything like that, it's all about ME! I really like me, and have realized there are just a few things about me that I've been neglecting for far too long, and it's time to tackle those things. I don't believe in New Year's resolutions, because no one EVER gets through them, I just wait a few months and do it then!

I'm so gonna try this...

2007-03-01T15:42:00.000-07:00

So in my new job, a good way for me to learn "the biz" is to go to the forums related to IT. On these such forums there are lounge area's for just random bullshit stuff for people to talk about. I'm loving the guy who posted this site.

I don't have a working computer at home right now, cuz I suck. I plan on ordering a Dell soon, just haven't pushed the button to do so yet, but now that I've found the site, I want a home computer NOW, cuz I really want to know if this works. You can read testimonials and they are all over the board as to whether or not they work. It's so cheap, what's the harm in paying as little at $2.50 to find out, right?

Since most of you know, I've definitely had my experiences with real drugs, so obviously I will want to try one of those first, to see if they truly give me the same feelings. Obviously it won't be as intense, there's just no way, but sure will be fun to find out.

Last Job & Previous Post

2007-02-28T16:06:00.000-07:00

Prior Company News:

So I went and had lunch with a bunch of people I worked with at my former job yesterday. It was a random thing, we threw together at the last minute. Turns out it was a goooood day to meet up with them, as drama was unfolding there yesterday!

Three people got fired (let go).

THE RETARD GOT CANNED, THERE IS A GOD!!!!

The other two I'm not happy about, but there is justice, the retard got what was coming to him.

It was explained that sales had been shitty for the last two months, so they needed to free up some money. Blah, blah, blah. In my opinion, the real problem was that they moved into this huge new space, that put their break even at a very high number, so our profitability went to the toilet. Don't get me wrong, they totally needed more space and such, but the sales team was pretty low, really only two sales people there that really sold their asses off.
I don't think I necessarily had my job to worry about, if I was still there, I did way too much for them, but I'm sure glad I got out when I did. I don't think that's the last of the layoffs.

Rant:

The jackass dude that left that ridiculously (and kind of scary) stupid comment on my blog from the last post...god, where do I start. First off, if you click on it, it goes to his website it's just ridiculous. This guy is trying to sell his services by making fun of people that are big? Um, hello jackass, get a clue, the people that would use you ARE fat, they are coming to you to LOSE weight, why don't you let them know you are a total jackass and hate people that aren't stick figures, I bet he gets a TON of business.

I just don't understand the world of blogging I guess. I mean I understood on the somewhat racial post I did recently why I got the hate comments, but he posted that under a "I don't have much to say" post. WTF??? I read all sorts of random blogs, sometimes I post, if I feel the need to, but I would NEVER go to someone's blog and write such hatred. Probably because I don't have that much hatred inside of me, maybe, ya think?

I've read some blogs lately where people have stopped because of things such as this. They are scared to death of these "stalker bloggers" or whatever you want to call them. I don't really blame them, but it's gonna take a lot more than that to stop me from writing about MY LIFE & MY OPINIONS.

I'll admit I'm not a bean pole, but I by no means think I'm fat, and neither is my friend Mary, that is in the pictures he's talking about. Could I lose some weight, um, yeah, but why does he feel like it's his business to tell me as much? It's my fucking life and my fucking body, I don't need that shit from anyone. Does he think that I have taken all mirrors out of my house for god's sake? Trust me, I see my naked body every day, and know I need to get my ass back in the gym, but I certainly don't need Rocco to tell me as much. Inflated muscle head retard. Read the comment I posted, I'm pretty proud of that. I mean really, people that do that obviously have had some sort of trauma in their childhood, because normal, mentally healthy people don't do things like that, ya know?

That's all for now.

Time for Change

2007-02-26T15:31:00.000-07:00

Yeah, I changed my template. Got bored, needed something to do, thought I'd check out the "new" blogger.

This will probably change 50 more times, I dunno. What I'd really like to figure out is how to post my pic as well as links to other peoples blogs. I have found this difficult in the past, but maybe now with the new and improved blogger I can figure the fucking thing out.

I work for a very high tech server selling company. They would be appalled to know I have no idea how to insert my friend's blogs into the blog code. I'm sure it's simple and easy, and after I write this, I'm going to attempt it. We'll see what happens.

I don't have anything interesting to write about today. Sorry.

Is It Just Me?

2007-02-22T16:41:00.000-07:00

Or have you all noticed lately that there is a phenomenon going on in the blogging world. There is a short phrase (2 words really) and another word that have been all over everyone's blog lately. I think everyone likes these words, and somehow has managed to incorporate them into their blog.

whilst
I digress

Yeah, you know who you are!

It just seems that almost every day I am seeing those 2 used in more and more blogging. I haven't heard them being used elsewhere (like on TV or radio), so I'm going to assume that our little blogging community is becoming quite incestuous and stealing these nifty little words from their friends.

It's not that I dislike either of the 2, I have just noticed an overwhelmingly high use of them lately. Very popular in the blog world.

That's all I got. Just had to point it out. I thought about showing all the places I've noticed them, but that would take way too long, and again, you know who you are.

All Hail the Catholics!

2007-02-21T16:23:00.000-07:00

So today is Ash Wednesday. The day when all the Catholics get ash on their foreheads in the shape of a cross (at least the practicing one's do) and give something up for the next 6 weeks. A girl here at work has her ash on, but can't figure out what to give up, so I enlisted the help of my sister. I asked what she was giving up. She has no idea. Says my niece is the "good Catholic" and that she is good to get to church on Sunday's!

It generally has to be something that is difficult. She quit smoking years ago this way. I think my niece was a bigger influence on that, not the church, but it worked! If I was Catholic, I'd try that.

I have so many bad habits, I'd just have to pick one and hope that it worked! Probably part of the reason I've never settled on a religion, I'd have to start following their rules. I'm not much on following rules, never have been.

Don't get me wrong, I am a tax paying citizen and all that shit, but I do drive overwhelmingly fast when I can. I do not stop at stop signs completely, the ole "no cop, no stop" rule. I do try and use my blinker, I hate when people don't. I smoke, so therefore I break that law. (you know what I mean, right?) Um, I have driven probably over the limit all the time, but I do not drive when I know I can't. One DWI in a life is enough, right? I do need to get better at that. But yeah, I think we all break rules and don't abide by "the law" all the time, right? Am I the only one?

Tell me what laws you have broken lately.

Women in Restrooms

2007-02-15T16:36:00.000-07:00

Ok. I didn't think I had anything to say today until I went to the bathroom in my office building. I pose this question -

Why are women so fucking disgusting in restrooms?

So at my last job, it was a common joke that our bathroom ALWAYS smelled like shit, yes, actual shit. No one was afraid to take a dump at any time of the day. I guess that means we were all close and comfortable with eachother and stuff, but it seriously would be so gross some days, I'd walk in and walk right back out, literally gagging from the smell. There were a couple of women in particular that you KNEW had been in there, they were rotten inside. It was only a company of about 70 people, so after a while, it was easy to figure out who the "offenders" were.

At my new job, we are in a building with a few other offices as well, and it's a community bathroom with 5 stalls. It's a very nice bathroom, doesn't smell like shit ever, which is a plus, but I've tried every stall and there is an obvious pressure problem in there. Even if you just pee, you usually have to flush twice, so everything goes down and you leave a nice, clean bowl. Am I the only one who actually makes sure that there isn't anything gross in the bowl when I'm done??? Please tell me if I am. If I am, this is my plea to all the women out there to start doing so. I just got to see someone's nasty tampon in the toilet, it was so gross I actually puked in my mouth a litte, no kidding!

But the point is that this happens in almost every women's restroom I use. It's no secret, I've said in a previous post that I can pooh anywhere, if I gotta go, I gotta go. I'm not one of those people who can only go in their own house. When nature calls, it calls and there's no holding it back. So I've been in a lot of restrooms in lots of random places before. It is usually pooh, left over pooh bits, or skid marks on the bottom of the toilet. I will flush that bitch until there is no evidence of my pooh if necessary, to me, its the right and courteous thing to do. The tampon incident of a few moments ago was actually a new one. Actually worse than pooh in my opinion.

And pissing all over the seat. That's a real treat to walk into. There are places I will sit, and places that I know it's best to squat, but if I get pee on the seat, I will totally wipe it off, it's gross, no one wants to see or smell your piss, trust that! Why do I seem to be the only one in America that does this? It's your piss, get a big wad of toilet paper and wipe it off, SERIOUSLY! I do not want to wipe your piss off, that's gross. When there is a bathroom pull of pissed on seats, I get all freaked out and think that I'm going to get their spray on my clothes somehow and contract some fucked up toilet seat disease.

*Note: I have never been out of the country (other than Mexico & Canada, but they are attached, so to me it doesn't count), so I can't speak for any other place, but I'm going to assume this is a world-wide epidemic!

I really don't care if you do these things in your own home, by all means do what you want, it's your house, but why can't women be considerate when in public?

V-Day

2007-02-14T11:45:00.000-07:00

Well, they made me upgrade too, was wondering when that would happen.

So I promised another Valentine's Day story, this one from when I was 19 or 20.

So I was dating my now ex fiance, the first or second go around on this particular Valentine's Day. I was over at a friends house, and I couldn't get in touch with him. He finally calls back (yes, this was before cell phones) and I ask what we are going to do that night. He tells me that he had plans to hang out with his roommate that night. I of course throw a little fit, cuz it's Valentine's Day and we are supposed to be together damnit! He agrees to come over to my friends house "for a while". I of course think that once he's there, he won't want to be without me! HA Anyway, he finally shows up, with his roommate in tow. They are stoned off their asses, which would be fine if they brought weed for us, but alas, no, no weed for us. He stays for about 10 minutes and then says that they gotta go. I am furious. They leave. My friend and I proceed to find some weed, get really high, and then go out to a bar and get totally wasted.

I find out the next day that they had gone to the West End (he used to work at Planet Hollywood as a door guy, when it was cool to work there) and he entered a kissing contest with some random chic and actually WON!

Man, I know how to pick 'em, don't I?

Leave My Uggs Alone!

2007-02-13T15:46:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm back, two posts in one day. Yeah, I'm bored.

So I've recently come under attack from a lot of people for wearing my Uggs. I am here to defend the almighty Ugg!

First off, I was first made aware of these interesting shoes WAY back in 1988 when my oldest sister moved to San Diego. These shoes have been around LONG before Paris Hilton decided that they were cool, ok? Surfers in Southern Cali have worn them for years, they were NOT a new thing a few years ago.

I've been slammed by numerous people for still wearing my Uggs, and I say to all of you:

FUCK OFF

I love them. They are like wearing slippers all the time. Are they all that attractive? No. No they are not. Do I care? No. No I do not. Do my feet stink if I don't wear socks with them? Yes. Yes they do. That is why I always wear socks with them now.

They are ridiculously expensive, the shoe shown above retails for about $140.00. I got mine in San Diego a few years ago and got them for $99.00, what a deal! I have the cheapo version, I'd love to get the "ultimate" version, but they are almost 2 bills! My other sister is quite obsessed with them really. I believe she now has 4 pair. 3 boots and 1 slipper. Yes, they make actual slippers too, but they just look like mules. You could totally wear them in public.

Uggs came into fashion because of people like Paris, but seriously folks, do you let someone like her decide what is fashionable and what is not? Puh-leeze. She's a skank and you know it. I was actually upset when they became popular, because I knew this would happen.

Just like with Birkenstocks. I grew up in Southern Oregon. Everyone wore Birks. EVERYONE. It wasn't a so called "fashion trend" people just wore 'em because there are a lot of dirty hippies in Oregon. God I miss that place. I could never be a true "dirty hippy" cuz I like to shave my pits and shower on a regular basis, but you get my drift. I finally threw away my last pair of Birks a few years ago (they needed to be in the trash, they were reaching dirty hippy status) and normally would have instantly bought a new pair, but alas, I fell to the peer pressure of "Birks aren't cool anymore" and switched to flip flops. I do love my Reef's, and they are a lot cheaper, but still!

My point is this. You can not stop me from wearing my Uggs. I will wear them more now that I have realized they bother people. They are comfy, easy and warm. It gets cold in Texas in the winter, and I'll tell ya what, my feet aren't!

So laugh all you want, bet your feet aren't as warm as mine!

*side note, even with wearing socks they do not make your feet sweat!

Lordy, Lordy

2007-02-13T13:42:00.000-07:00

So today I have spent reading blogs. I found out something that I didn't know existed. Did you know that you can post porn on Craigslist??? I had never noticed that there was a place to post women seeking met, etc. It's really rather disgusting, as I coined it, the "poor mans" Match.com

We all know how great Match.com has been to me, HAHAHA

I have now become fascinated with it though, I can't seem to stop looking. I am amazed, yet not amazed that people do this. People are seriously fucked up, no doubt about that. Hell, I'm fucked up in my own way, but I KNOW I would never be desperate enough to post shots of my boobies on craigslist to try and get a "date". Really, I wouldn't. I'd probably just get drunk and pick up some random guy at the bar. THAT I will admit has happened! Not proud of it, but we all have needs...

And that leads me to realize that I am once again sexless. Not that there was a ton of sex with "the boy" but at least I knew it was a viable option, if I wanted it. Now I am realizing that is gone again. Shit. That sucks. I'm a Scorpio, we NEED sex, at least this one does. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

Tomorrow is the dreaded Valentine's Day. Everyone (including me) enjoys the holiday when they are in a relationship. Honestly I could take it or leave it, but flowers are nice, I do enjoy them. Tomorrow is a shit-ass day for me once again. And for a funny V-Day story:

So back in my advertising days, when I was in my early 20's (and single of course) I worked at a very prestigious firm in the industry. We were the largest in the world, but of course the Dallas office was not that large, but big enough for a receptionist. I was friends with her. She called my extention on V-Day and told me I "had something at the front desk" I quickly said "fuck you!" and hung up the phone. She called right back and I didn't even let her talk, just said more fuck you's and hung it up again. This went on for a few more times and I finally went up there, yelling from the hallway, "You know I hate this day, why are you torturing me, telling me I have something when you good and well know I don't have shit!?!?" Turns out, there was a vase with a single red rose in it (I hate roses by the way, too obvious). I of course apologized while laughing hysterically and opened the card, wondering who was so nice...who the possible secret admirer could be, when alas.....it was from one of my vendors! UGH! So embarrassing! Poor single Shawna left out on V-Day, so my vendor sends me a fucking flower. Nice and thoughtful, but still embarrassing.

I have another great one, from the guy who I almost married, back when I was 20, he was 23. I'll tell you that one tomorrow, on the actual day, so I can relive it, almost 10 years later! hahaha

She's (was) so outrageous!

2007-02-12T15:25:00.000-07:00

So Anna Nicole is dead. Big shocker. Actually it really was for me. I found out Friday morning, in a haze of cold medicine. Saw it, was in shock, but quickly passed out from taking more cold medicine. I woke up and thought it was a dream, but alas, my Anna is dead.

Yes folks, I am (was) intrigued by her. Train wreck you HAD to watch, really, that's what it was about. When her son died, I knew trouble was brewing, I just didn't talk about it with anyone, because she is one of my guilty pleasures. Indeed, I don't think most of my friends knew I had a little obsession with her. I loved her show, was so sad when she decided to stop, especially after she lost all the weight. I'm blaming it on Howard K. Stern. That guy is a creep to no end.

I think he purposely gave her son too many drugs, and her as well, I think he killed them both. Conspiracy theory? Nope, he's just a money grubbing loser of a lawyer that latched onto her like stink on shit, when he realized the woman was out of her ever-lovin' mind. He is NOT the father, I really think the Birkhead guy is. He's a little pathetic too, but he SEEMS to have the babies best interest at heart (do I believe that totally you ask? of course not, he wants the $$$ too).

It should be interesting to watch what happens with the baby, Howard K. Stern and her crazy backwoods family. Did anyone catch the 20/20 episode on Friday night? I normally wouldn't have, but was at home with the flu, so watched her pathetic excuse for a mother, trying to act like she gave a shit. She comes from pure blooded white trash baby, they are all scrambling for a piece of that pie.

Poor Anna, she is probably looking down at the media frenzy and is popping some more pills, wherever she may be.

Did she do this to herself? Well, maybe to a certain extent, but I think she had way too many bad people in her life, and she was just too simple to see that people, all people (other than her son) were all around her, and with her, and supporting her because they wanted her money and knew she was too simple to know.

Let's all bow our heads and take a moment of silence....

Work & Boys (yep, you are all boys)

2007-02-07T16:01:00.000-07:00

Sorry faithful readers for being gone for a while, Sue had to prompt me to get off my butt and write a new blog.

As you know, I started my new job last week, and so far so good. Not really a lot for me to do yet, just sit and watch and ask questions and stuff. Kinda driving me nuts, cuz I'm used to going 90 to nothing, but that's ok, I'm sure in a few weeks I'll be bitching about the overload I've got! I'm happy about the move, know it's gonna be great, and that I made the right decision. Nothing to complain about on the work front.

I broke up with "the boy" last night. Just too many similarities to my ex for starters among his own quirks and issues that I just finally decided after 3 months, weren't worth it. The "Cons" list was much, much longer than the "Pros" list. I had fun 75% of the time, but damnit, I'm awesome and I deserve fun and happiness with my mate 100% of the time. Like I've always said, "boys are stupid!" I need to become a lesbian....hahaha, think I've talked about that before too, that's not gonna happen, like the penis and girls are fucked up in their own ways, I couldn't imagine having to deal with one as a mate, kill me NOW! I just need to find a guy that is a MAN, I seem to find these little pussy boys that have issues bigger than The Grand Canyon. I don't need that, I have enough issues that I actually work on (yes folks, I do work on them) and try and resolve.

I don't think my man exists. If he does, let the Blog lords cometh and save me now, send my soulmate to me through this blog...

Yeah, right, like that's gonna work.

Check out this site, it's awesome. The humor in it, I think, is very similar to mine, I spent most of the day, being sure to read each and every "comic" as they call them. Also, if you go to Joey on the menu bar, he has written a bunch of "fake" cover letters to potential employers, this site can honestly keep you busy for hours! Have fun!

No apologies

2007-01-24T13:22:00.000-07:00

Regretfully so, I have decided that I am ok with my last post. I'm sure a lot of you are a bit flabbergasted by it, but again, it's my blog, I can say what I want.

I do feel the way I do, and I have a right to. We all have our own right to be, feel, say, do what we want. My intention was not to bash on any race or anything like that, I was just stating what I felt, simple as that.

Plain and simple, all people suck in their own sucky ways, it doesn't matter what they look like or what country they are from, humans in general just suck.

I am Prejudice, I Admit It

2007-01-22T13:47:00.000-07:00

So I just got done having an interesting IM session with my best pal Jodi. She's up in Jersey right now, but she and her husband are going to move out of there, somewhere soon. He is currently interviewing all over the place for a Professorship at a college, some are looking rather good at this point, one of them being in Alabama. This is what leads me to my blog today:

I am prejudice, I will admit it. Might be moreso than others, but if anyone tries to say they don't have a prejudice bone in their body, they are the biggest, fattest liars in the world. Being prejudice doesn't have to be a racial thing. There are people that hate fat people, people that smell, people who are beautiful, the list can go on and on.

If Jodi and her husband move to Alabama, I will not be real excited about visiting, Alabama, Mississippi and Georgia are just three states, known as "The Dirty South" that I have never had any interest in visiting. Too many back woods, racist, KKK mother fuckers there. Both whites and blacks are horrible in those parts, and quite honestly, it frightens me a little. I value my life, and going to those states to me, could threaten my life, wrong place wrong time kinda scenario...

I choose to be prejudice to about every race known to man. Us cracka's are all a bunch of self-righteous fuckers who think we are better than everyone else, or, you are just trailer trash. The blacks think that they are owed everything most of the time, and that all the cracka's are here on earth to figure out how to re-enslave them. Ok, I know this is probably offending most of the people who are reading this, but it's my blog, so fuck you. It's the truth and you know it. The Asians are all very uppety and believe that they are superior to everyone, physically, mentally, all of it, they just think they are better than us. Even the Vietnamese ladies that do my toes, they are all very nice, so then speak in fucking English when you are doing my toes, you can speak it, I've heard you, so what the fuck are you bitches talking about, all the fucking cracka's that are in paying $40 a pop to get our toes done, we know it, but can't prove that you are talking about us, it sucks. Maybe I'll try and take an on-line course to learn Vietnamese, so I can catch those fuckers in the act. Muslims...well other than the whole terrorism thing, we are all painfully aware of that (and no, not all Muslims are terrorists, so calm the fuck down) but can you people start using some fucking deodorant, it may be ok over there to stink, but it's so not cool here, hell, I'll throw you a few bucks, quit smelling like ass for god's sake. Who else am I missing...Mexicans (and yep, I'm being a total ass and lumping all Latino cultures into Mexican) true Mexicans from Mexico are pretty cool for the most part, they work their asses off, at least most of them do (but the creepy one's that whistle at you from the back of the trucks piss me off to no end). As far as Puerto Rico and Cuba and Columbia and shit, I ain't goin' there, some Columbian drug lord is going to find this and have me off'ed. But you people know, you really do.

I think the only people I don't have a prejudice towards is the true American Indian. They have a right to be all fucked up and alcoholics and shit. Us cracka's invaded their land, raped their women and children and basically said fuck you, we are taking all your shit. That's fucked. I always love 4th of July and all these types of holidays, remembering when "America" was born, fuck America, we stole this place, it wasn't ours for the taking. Too bad the Indians are way too outnumbered at this point, wish they'd revolt and take their god given land back.

I'm sure I'm going to get a million responses to this, and that's fine. Be pissed at me, but you all know that you have used a racial slur before, probably still do. It doesn't matter if you voice it, if you think it, according to GOD, it's a sin, so fuck all of you sinners, join the fucking club and own up to your prejudices!

Remember this too, being prejudice is VERY different from being racist. I am NOT a racist, I have issues with all races, including my own, so again, don't think you can attack me for that.

Again, sorry to all those I've offended, but just like the TV, if you don't like what show is on, don't watch it, turn the fucker off or change the channel.

I know I seem a little riled up today, but I guess I am somewhat. I have a right to have this opinion, I don't think it's wrong. I just don't like things about certain cultures and people, sorry, but I don't. Hell, I don't like MYSELF most of the time, so chew on that!

Shawna Furr

2007-01-18T15:27:00.000-07:00

Yes, folks, that is my name, funny enough. Shawna Furr is doing this because Shawna Furr wants to be at the top of a google search for Shawna Furr. Shawna's on there right now, under Dave's blog, but Shawna Furr wants it to go to Shawna Furr's blog, so Shawna Furr is going to write Shawna Furr as much as Shawna Furr can in this, so that if people are trying to find the Shawna Furr that went to Ruch Elementary in Oregon, then McLoughlin Jr. High in Oregon, then moved to Scurry, Texas, then to Waxahachie, Texas then to Mesquite, Texas, and now owns her own home in Dallas, Texas near Bryan Adams High School, they will know it's Shawna Furr.

Shawna Furr hopes some people she has been wondering about find Shawna Furr this way. The people Shawna Furr can think of that would be at the top of my list right now would be:

Sam Clark - Shawna Furr went to Waxahachie w/him, and they got in some stupid fight when she was 20, don't really remember why, but Sam Clark, like that's not a common name, she has been searching on and off for years, but there are a lot of Sam Clark's in this world.

Leah Pettigrew - Shawna Furr went to Scurry with her, they lost touch in our early 20's as well, for many reasons that are not necessary to discuss. Shawna Furr knows she is married now and Shawna Furr THINKS Leah lives in Rockwall or Rowlett, but Shawna Furr can't be sure.

So those are the most important people right now that Shawna Furr can think of that hopefully will google Shawna Furr at some point and know where to find Shawna Furr! Shawna Furr misses them terribly and would love to know how they are, I being SHAWNA FURR!!!

Shawna Furr, Shawna Furr, Shawna Furr, Shawna Furr, Shawna Furr, Shawna Furr

Here is what Shawna Furr looked like a couple of years ago, Shawna Furr pretty much looks the same, but maybe gained a few pounds or 10....

Happy hunting for Shawna Furr!

I'm Awesome (apparently)...

2007-01-18T13:51:00.000-07:00

The last few days have been interesting for me, made me realize that I really DO know what I'm doing at my job and that people DO have respect for me in this business, my boss aside, at least I know I was worth something while I was here.

As you know, one of my main jobs here was Purchasing. I have several vendors that I deal with on a day to day basis so I've been calling them the last several days to let them know that I am leaving. Everyone has been really nice, complimentary and quite honestly freaked the fuck out. Quotes such as:

"Who the hell is going to know how to order like you?!?"
"This sucks!"
"I'm surprised it took you this long, your boss is an asshole, please tell me I don't have to talk to him!"
"You will be missed, they are going to be upside down trying to figure this out once you are gone"

Those are just a few. I'm not one to toot my own horn (at least I think I'm not like that, am I?) but man it has made me feel good. I know I'm good at what I do, I know I generally work my hardest every single day, and all that, but sometimes just hearing it sure is cool.

Here's another holiday pic, this time with my niece Loren on the left, me in the middle and my second cousin Taylor on the right.

The Weather Outside is Frightful, But I'm So Delightful

2007-01-17T15:48:00.000-07:00

If any of you have watched the news (for the non-Dallas folks) we are getting hit pretty hard (for us) with some snow and shit. It's crazy! Of course most of the snow is gone now, but driving conditions are more than retarded, people are just a bunch of dumb asses in Dallas. Yes, please slam on your breaks when you start to slide, that's gonna help a bunch! Morons....

But, on the happier side of life, I really don't give a rats ass about it. I prefer it cold actually, and it's fucking cold outside. I went into work late today, didn't get in until 11am, as I wanted to wait for the idiots to get off the roads and to work before I ventured out. I also don't give a shit that I'm late to work anymore because we are on the FINAL COUNTDOWN! Only 7 more days left here at this place, then onto greener pastures!

Here's another Christmas pic for you. This time it's my father, my sister Sherri and myself at the honkey tonk. Isn't my dad a cutie all cowboyed up!?!

It's Official, my new life begins 2/1/07

2007-01-15T15:04:00.000-07:00

Well, it's done folks. Got my official offer from the new company this am, signed that puppy real quick, as it was more than I expected, which is a nice bonus! My boss here at the current job was tied up in meetings all morning, so I didn't get to tell him until after lunch. It was a very short meeting.

I think his initial reaction was complete and utter shock. He seemed to relax a bit when he realized I was getting out of our industry altogether and moving onto something new. You know how company's can get when they feel you are "betraying" them to go onto a new place. He of course asked where, compensation, etc. I told him, and when I told him the compensation, I think he puked in his mouth a little. I'm assuming he wanted to know in hopes of being able to counter offer. I had already made up my mind that if he tried, it didn't matter, it's time for me to move onto something new. I've been in the Ad/Print business for 11 years now, and it's put me on Anti Depressants and Xanax, so I'd like to get off of them if at all possible.

Unfortunately he of course told me to "lay low" for a few days and not tell people...oops....too late, but if he finds out what is he gonna do, fire me? hahahahaha I want to do cartwheels down the hallways I am so excited but alas, I must refrain for now.

It's going to be sad leaving here, for one simple reason. They have a great core group of folks that I truly care for and love with all my heart, I'm going to definitely miss seeing them every day.

The good thing is that at the new company, I already know most of the staff, so it won't be walking into a weird, new environment which is really nice and comforting. I think that's why I'm not freaking out and happy about it. I'm quite a creature of habit for those that know me well, this kind of change would normally freak the fuck out of me, but because it's not completely foreign, I'm totally excited and super charged to get going.

2007 is going to be one hell of an awesome year for me, I feel it!

Tonight's the Night!

2007-01-12T15:47:00.000-07:00

So I'm meeting with my potential new employer tonight at 8pm. We are good friends, so it's really casual, we are meeting at a bar, early, before the heathens get there and we all get stinkin' ass drunk.

I am hoping he's got his plan in place and I will be able to walk in on Monday, quickly type up my resignation notice and turn that bitch in. I'm so excited I can't stand it!

It's raining like a bitch here right now, and is going to all weekend, but you know what, I don't give a rats ass, because I'm feelin' oh so fine, and have a feeling that my life is about to change for the better after 8pm tonight.

Everyone have good thoughts and wish me lots of luck!

Here's a picture from X-mas of me riding a bull at the honkey tonk club my brother in law insisted we go to. We actually had a great time, so I really can't bitch, and now I can say I'm like Sissy from Urban Cowboy!

A Dude Quit Today

2007-01-09T16:00:00.000-07:00

So another one bites the dust, this time on his own accord. One of our Sales Reps jumped ship, and we hear he has gone to a competitor of ours that is AWFUL. What he was thinking we aren't really sure, but whatever, have a good time in hell...

Yes, our competitor is way worse than what I am dealing with in my own company, they would have to TRIPLE my salary to get me to work there...well, double it would probably be enough, I'd be making some fat cash either way!

That's about all I have to say, hopefully soon I will also be quitting and everyone can talk about ME!

Long Hair is Bad...In Your Thirties

2007-01-08T14:34:00.000-07:00

So a different guy at work as been sporting long hair for way too long. I believe he's about 33 years old. He has beautiful strawberry blonde hair, but come on, long hair was cool in the early 90's with the whole grunge movement. Today, not so cool. At least not to me. And I am quite persuasive and managed to convince him to cut his hair.

He came to work today with it all cut off, looking pretty good except some weird tail like thing the hair stylist left on the back (I have also convinced him to go back and get that fixed, as it's really lame, and is giving him a late 80's "rat tail" effect).

Upon closer inspection, I realized she did an awfully horrible job of trimming up his neck/back hair and decided to start ripping out the long one's by hand. That was fun. Let me tell you, it was really, really fun. This guy and I have had our ins and outs over the years, he's very temperamental (I know, some of you are chuckling right now) and has made me cry twice in the four years I have worked here. So ripping out backhair was rather therapeutic. I did eventually feel bad and went and got some tweezers, but I still had fun with those too. He now appreciates what women go through in the wax/tweezing world, that's for sure.

I think he was more horrified that he was indeed growing backhair along his shoulder blades and upper neck area. Ripping them out by hand was indeed one of the funnest things I have gotten to do to a man to inflict pain...call me a sadist if you will.

As you can see by my blog, we are rather slow today, my horribly bitchy boss is now gone and not back until Thursday for some sort of board meeting. Oh darn, Shawna's so fucking sad to see him go! :)

Xanax and Work

2007-01-05T15:14:00.000-07:00

I really don't have much to say today. Watching the time SLOWLY tick by. We are slow, which is not unusual for the first week back after the holiday's, all of our clients are slowing getting back into things, I'm sure next week will be hell, and I'm almost out of Xanax!

Yeah, I took too many Xanax today and think I might possibly be a bit high, which is not a horrible place to be. My doctor gave me a VERY low dosage, and only gave me 20 of them, with no refills. He did put me on antidepressants too, but I can't tell if those are doing anything other than making my hands shake until I take Xanax to stop the shaking (go figure). So I can't say the shakes today made me OD on the Xanax, I think sheer boredom and the fact that I now officially hate coming to work every day (although the drugs do make it more bearable for the time being).

I hate that too, cuz I used to really like my job, I used the say it's the best job I've ever had. I will still agree with that, but am so ready to move on. I've got some things in the works, that hopefully by next week or the week after I'll be able to slap my resignation notice on my boss' desk, can't wait to see that. I've thought about trying to rig a camera to my glasses somehow, so I can capture the moment on film, because I know he's going to freak the fuck out.

I'm not a bridge burner, you never know when you will need someone's help in the future, or if you possibly could work with them again. I don't plan to rag on him or anyone else, but let's just say I've been working on my speech to give him as to the why's and the what's, as I feel I do need to say some things, but in a very eloquent manner.

That's about all for me, I'm leaving at 5pm to go meet my gal pals Shelley and Denise for cocktails at where you ask? Why The Landing of course! It's usually an every Friday happy hour tradition for us, but we've all been so busy, that it's been about 3 weeks, so I have a feeling I'll be horizontal on the couch much of tomorrow. Gonna go hang out at the boys house tomorrow night, and just lay low (he's got Xanax, I plan on taking some of his for stocking purposes, tee-hee-hee) and watch a movie or something. I haven't seen him in a week, so Mama needs some lovin'!

A Dude Got Fired Today

2007-01-03T13:31:00.000-07:00

So a dude here at my company got fired today. He did deserve to be fired, but I did like the guy, he wasn't the best worker, wasn't the fastest worker, wasn't really much of anything, but he smoked and went to The Landing from time to time, so how could I hate the guy?

Basically in the almost 2 years he had been here, he only made it to work on time once. Yes, you got that right, only once. Granted, his shift began at 6am, but hell, the dude got to leave at 2:30pm! Also, I'm sure some days it was only by a few minutes, but in our business, time is money, and if our printers aren't running (and he was an operator for 9 printers) we aren't making any moola!

Apparently he didn't make a fuss at all, didn't even tell my boss to F off, which I know from smoke conversations with the kid before, that he really wanted to. He said a few choice things to his immediate supervisor about my boss, but other than that, he left without incident.

Sad though, we are such a small company, that everyone knew "the walk of death" because we are now in a big open warehouse where everyone can see everyone (except for us exec's, we get offices) and when your supervisor is walking you out, that is never a good sign. Of course everyone is trying to get scoopage from me, but I don't know too much, just what I fished out of his supervisor.

Happy 2007

2007-01-02T10:30:00.000-07:00

Man, all I can say is that my kidneys and liver need to be flushed, in a bad, bad way. I don't think I am going to not drink for January, as I did last year, but I'm definitely going to be taking it easy. My kidney's literally hurt today. It hurts when I breathe for god's sake.

NYE at the "rich folks" house was awesome, had so much fun, no one remembers why these pics occured.....I'll leave you with these lovely pics for now.

Blog Schmog

2006-12-28T14:34:00.000-07:00

Well, the family is now safe back in San Diego. We had a great time. Lots done and lots of people visited. I am still very tired, and trying to get back into my usual routine. Last night I got home around 5:30pm promptly fell asleep on the couch, woke up at 8:30, heated up some dreaded leftovers, promptly fell asleep again at 9pm. Woke up on the couch about 5am, went to my bed, the alarm went off and apparently I hit the wrong button, as I awoke at 8am. Rushed to take a shower and get ready, luckily traffic isn't bad right now, as I made it to work in 30 minutes.

Needless to say, apparently I needed some sleep! I feel great today, actually had some real work to do at work today, so the day has flown by.

I should have blogged the last few days, but alas, I just sat around and chatted with people, as everyone is slow.

The new boy did great for Christmas, got me diamond earrings! Yes, you heard me correct, after 2 months of dating (2 months today to be exact) I got diamonds in a platinum setting! Can't wait for Valentine's Day, I can only imagine...the bad thing is, I do not have my ears pierced any longer, as I was told as a child that my body rejects metal. The new boy says that is hogwash, that platinum will work for anyone. Now he has to buy me some platinum studs, so that I can go get them pierced again (oh darn, tee-hee-hee). So yeah, I think I'll keep him around for a bit longer! :)

Don't really have anything interesting to say, so I'll leave it at that. Hope everyone had a great holiday!

Tis the Season....to drink too much

2006-12-18T14:44:00.000-07:00

MAN. This was one rager of a weekend, and mostly by accident. Friday night was not an accident, I was on a mission and I more than succeeded. Yes, there was a cab involved to take my overly intoxicated ass home, so don't you worry your pretty little head's, I was responsible this time!

I am REALLY tired today. The new boy and I were up until almost 3am, getting "acquainted" with eachother. As you know, cuz I've been blogging about it, I've been sick, so we have only seen eachother on the weekend's the last few weeks. Last weekend I was still sick, so the lovin' was minimal. We made up for lost time last night. My whole body is sore...in a good way...and I should not be telling you all this, but oh well. Those of you who know me know that if Shawna is getting some lovin', it's a good thing for all! :)

I'm gonna leave it at that. Just watching the clock slowly tick away at this point, ready for this day to be over. I still need to do about a billion things before the family gets here, but it ain't happenin' tonight, the rest of the week will be the mad dash to get it all done, I'll stress about it tomorrow.

Vengeance in Subtle Ways

2006-12-14T12:36:00.000-07:00

Well, had to go have dinner w/the boss and a vendor last night. It went rather well, as my boss was totally normal, as if the whole desk turned around thing didn't happen. I was uncomfortable at first, but after a martini and 2 bottles of wine and a very large alcoholic coffee drink, I didn't care anymore. It was fine, ate well and had a good time.

Today we had a retirement luncheon for a lady that has worked at my company for 26 years. Suprisingly enough, she does not hold the record, we currently have a guy here that's been here for 39 years. Yeah, crazy! Anyway, the point is this. She works under the man that I turned the desk around on. She thought the whole thing was stupid as well as the rest of the company. She decided to use her retirement speech to get him back a little, make him feel like a jackass. It was awesome, afterwards I went and gave her a big ole hug, as she told me she did it for me! She just told everyone about a story (not worth telling, as it's not all that great to you folks) about him snitching on her for screwing around and not doing her job, about 20 years ago. I think the entire company got the gist of it, except for him, which is hilarious. Bottom line, her point was taken, everyone has been talking about it since, that he has ALWAYS been a tattle tale, even 20 years ago (he's worked here for 36 years).

After the luncheon we had our monthly employee meeting. We got our Christmas bonus. 2 weeks pay...yeah, of course I'm more than thrilled and can totally use the money, but it's a bit tainted for me. Don't get me wrong, I'm cashing that bitch and spending it, but it almost feels like a bribe, like we should all just look past the facts of the recent weeks and bow down to them for giving us some extra money, DESERVED money. I work my ass off for this place, they know it, but they think that just throwing some extra money at the end of the year is enough. It isn't, but again, I'll take it and spend every last dime!

Mixed Messages

2006-12-12T14:49:00.000-07:00

So most of you have probably read yesterday's blog about almost getting canned over a stupid joke right? Well, I have now decided that my boss is either losing his ever-loving mind, or he's in serious need of some meds. I am seriously considering putting some of my Xanax in his Diet Coke when he's not looking, might do us all some good.

So this morning I went to his office to remind him of my upcoming vacation. I am taking off December 20-22 & 26th. He told me that he was giving me these four days as "comp" time, as I used too many sick days this year, and they took the extra from my vacation days. Apparently we are only allowed to be sick 4 days out of the year, then they start stealing from our vacation (yet again, we work for the Prison System). He said for "all my hard work over the last several months, weekends, the move, etc" basically he's giving me four free days off.

Ain't that the shit? I mean last week I thought he was going to fire my ass, now he's giving me not one, but FOUR free days off??? Don't get me wrong, I appreciate it, and am happy he's doing it, but talk about mixed messages man. Crazy......that is the best way I can describe this place these days.

I will seriously be looking for something else in the new year, I worked for two crazy sister's before I came here, I actually quit that job too, couldn't handle it anymore. This place is starting to feel that way. One day you are worried about getting fired, the next they are giving you almost a week's worth of vacation for free!

Job Schmob

2006-12-11T16:33:00.000-07:00

So I haven't blogged in quite a while. Few things going on, that I wanted answers on before I decided to share. The suspense of it all was killing me, and I didn't want anyone else to fret.

Soooooo

On Wednesday night about 6pm a co-worker and I decided it would be funny to turn another co-workers desk around. We put everything back on it, the way it was, but his desk was backwards. Harmless prank you ask? Most definitely. Well, we thought so.

So on Thursday the guy who we played the prank on didn't say a word to anyone. He was walking around, looking at people weird, obviously trying to figure out who did it. Unbeknownst to all of us, he had already run to my boss to "tattle" about it. I guess my boss did not find it funny in the least. I didn't realize this until about 1:30pm when I got back from lunch and my boss asked that I come in his office and close the door.

He said, "Shawna, I know you are friends with everyone here, and have a pulse on the going's on here, do you have any idea who turned his desk around?" I laughed and said yeah, that I had done it. Let the F-Bombs begin. Let me first say that my boss rarely uses the work fuck (very much different from me, as most of you know) so when it comes out, you are in some serious fucking shit. And I was. He told me that he would "deal with me" on Monday, as he was out of the office on Friday.

So basically I have spent the last four days freaking the fuck out, thinking I was going to lose my job over a silly prank. Luckily that did not happen. About 1:30 today he called me in, gave me a stern "talking to" and all is well again. That is until I fuck something up again I suppose.

Bottom line, we used to be able to laugh and joke around and something like that would not have been a big deal, it would have been hilarious. No fun at my company anymore. I get to be serious all the fucking time. This sucks balls. Big, hairy, stinkin' balls.

I have decided that once the holiday's are over, I will finally get Internet access at home and see what is out there, I think it might be time to move on. It's very sad to say, because for the most part, I love coming here. I love most of my co-workers (other than the retard, but I think we all know that by now) and would hate to not get to work with them anymore.

What once used to be a great place to work is turning into a cold, prison-like place, and that's just not for me. I am in a very high stress field, and if we aren't allowed to joke around every now and again, then I might be found dead on my desk from a heart attack at the young age of 31, and that just sucks.

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2006-12-05T16:38:00.000-07:00

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Good Times

2006-12-04T15:09:00.000-07:00

Well, my weekend was fantastic, don't know about the rest of you.

Friday:

Went and had dinner with the boy. It went rather well. I had a list of questions (in my head, not literally, I'm not that anal) for him, and he answered every single one, before I could even ask it! So that was great! Once he was done vomiting up all the info I needed, I really had nothing to say, it was all answered to my satisfaction. So strange, to be in a relationship where my partner actually communicates openly and honestly with me. Such a breath of fresh air, really...
He had a big day of sellin' diamonds the next day, so we parted around 11pm and I headed to Addison for Jen's b-day. This is a b-day celebration with the "rich friends" so the alcohol was pouring freely and heavily. I saw the tab (cuz I always have to know, even if I'm not paying) and it was right at $500. Yeah, we drank a lot and did a lot of shots. Needless to say, I did not go home. I stayed at their house, believe I gave up about 4:30am and went to bed. I woke up about 8:30, ready for my own house and my dog, so I headed home.

Saturday:

Wasn't hung over, but totally worn out from drinking and only 4 hours of sleep. And interrupted sleep, as I gave up at 4:30am, they certainly did not. They tend to drink until the sun comes up and then some...
Finally got my ass off the couch around 4:30pm to take a shower. I had agreed to meet my friend Shelley at The Landing for a drink, then we headed off to dinner. There's a fairly new Mexican food restaurant in "the hood" so we went there. It's true mexican food, but in a fancier way, it was quite tasty. The $10 drinks were a bit pricey, but they certainly didn't skimp on the tequila, we were both sufficiently buzzed when we walked out. Of course we just headed right back to The Landing. The boy called, so I left around 9:45 to go over to his house for some lovin' and spent the night.

Sunday:

Up around 10am, the boy had to work, so I headed out with him around 11am. Went straight to the grocery store, as I had absolutely nothing to eat. Started a stew in the crock when I got home, started laundry and got dishes done, the kitchen floor mopped, the house "picked up" (this is when it appears clean, but really isn't) and did four loads of laundry. At 5pm I had to get in the shower and get ready. The boy's condo was throwing their X-mas party. Free booze was the main point of attending this. He lives in an older high-rise (probably built in the 60's) so the party consisted of us, the geriatric ward and some silly gay men running around being all Christmassy. It was amusing at least. We headed up to his place, had the stew, watched Clerks 2 (which sucks total balls, Kevin Smith is now permanently on my shit list for even making a sequel, but he made a sequel that sucked such big balls it's not even funny). Then I was put to sleep by the boy as he scratched my back.

So that's it, in a nutshell. Things are good, life is good. Heading out at 5pm today as the clips for my new Gucci's are ready as well as the other pair of cool spec's I bought.

More tomorrow. Have a good one!

TGIFF

2006-12-01T14:48:00.000-07:00

Yes, that is for Thank God it's Fucking Friday!

This has been one hell of a week. With combating my bronchitis, dealing with the boy and the bad weather, I am so glad that it's Friday.

I did talk with the boy last night and got some honest answers to my problems, and we are meeting tonight for dinner to discuss further. I'll make my decision then if I really want to break it off or not. My initial reaction is to run for the hills, but if every guy I ever met did that to me, I'd still be a virgin! hahaha I'm going to try and be mature and hear him out and decide if I am ready to deal with the issues/problems he has.

Then I'm off to celebrate Jen's 32nd b-day. We are going to Humperdinks again, so I get to drink out of the Penis Tower once again. I have a feeling I'll be staying at the "rich folks" house again, as they tend to overindulge. Haven't decided if the boy is invited or not, depends on how the dinner goes. I know he works tomorrow, so he may be out, which is fine with me! I don't need no stinkin' man!

Saturday I plan to sleep in (wherever that may be) then get my ass motivated to clean up my filthy house. It is so gross right now it's not even funny. For those of you who know how anal I am, please, trust me on this. The kitchen floor has muddy dog prints all over it, dishes are STACKED in the sink, even on the counters, there is dog hair all over the place, I need to do laundry, change sheets, clean both bathrooms that are filthy and yeah, just get rid of all the grime. I think some of you would actually be shocked if you walked in my house right now.

Saturday night I'm heading out on the town w/my gal Shelley. We are gonna go have a nice dinner somewhere then probably get hammer-time at The Landing as usual. Even if we try and venture out and go to a different bar, we'll end up at The Landing, it always ends up that way!

Sunday I'll probably be horizontal on the couch and watching bad Sunday afternoon TV. Probably hit the grocery store and make something yummy and warm. Maybe some chicken and dumplings or a stew or potroast...now that it's finally gotten cold, it's time for the comfort food.

I really need to start thinking about X-mas too. It's only 2 1/2 weeks until my family from San Diego gets here. I'm so excited but need to do a lot of stuff. Shit, just writing about it now is stressing me out. Shit. Shit. Shit!

Ok, off to write up a list of all the things I need for that....

Have a good weekend all!

Stupid Weather "People"

2006-11-30T14:58:00.000-07:00

It's so not that bad today at all. Alas, I did still get some co-workers to pick me up.

I had a RAGING hangover this morning thanks to Ms. Baker (imagine that). I threw up until about 11:30am (yes, at work), then finally could start to hold down water. I also apparently broke up with "the boy" last night as well, don't' remember a bit of that. Not sure where that's going and don't want to talk about it now, so we'll let that go. But yes, my "boys are stupid" theory still holds true.

Anyhoo, the weather yes, is fucking cold as hell, and we have been getting a "wintry mix" but nothing is really freezing as of yet, and it's 4:07pm right now. I'm sure they'll get bad tonight, once darkness falls, so tomorrow morning the drive in will suck (getting the co-workers to pick me up again) but it will all be gone and a distant memory by noon, as it's getting into the 40's tomorrow.

Crazy Texas Weather

2006-11-29T16:04:00.000-07:00

Well, we hit a high of about 77 degrees today. Hope we enjoyed it.

By 9pm tonight, the temperature will drop into the 30's, yes, 40 degrees less than it is now, and within 1 hour (they say). This comes along with severe thunderstorms, up to 1" of rain, and "possible" damaging hail. By 6am it's supposed to be about 23 degrees, so yes folks, get ready for the great freeze of 2006. Dallas will literally shut down. No banks, no malls, no school, no nothing. People here can't drive when it's sunny and 90 degrees. Throw some ice and sleet into the mix and you have about a billion wrecks at once. Our overpasses and highways all freeze over, because they build these monolithic type structures that can't be driven over.

I imagine I won't get to work until around lunchtime tomorrow, if the weather holds true. I am not risking my life because people here STILL don't know that you do not slam on your brakes when hitting an ice patch. I will sit at home, drinking my hot tea and laugh at all the dumbasses stuck on the highways of the DFW Metroplex.

It's supposed to rain all day tomorrow too, and get back into the 20's tomorrow night, so Friday morning will probably be some of the same.

If you don't get a blog tomorrow, that's cuz my ass didn't come to work.

We'll see, the weathermen (and women) here suck, it never happens like they say

99.5% of the Population is Retarded

2006-11-28T13:38:00.000-07:00

Yes folks, I really do think that. The biggest retard on hand right now is a guy I work with. He amazes me with the amount of retardedness he exudes. It is rather monumental really. He has to be retarded quite frankly, because that is the only way his behavior can be excused, hell, even explained.

I am not going to get into why I find him so utterly retarded, just trust me on this one. He is, plain and simple, and I want to stab him in his eye with my black ball point pen on a daily basis. I don't care that he has a wife and two kids, quite honestly, the guy has got to go.

He hired on here about 8 months ago, and I was warned by a very good friend that he was retarded. My friend Carl actually had to work w/the guy for the last several years, it was just a small world thing that we figured it all out. Carl was right, he's a retard and I want him gone. I actually think Carl did a little dance when he found out he was finally going to be rid of this utter moron. Wait, retard is the word I've been using, I'll stick with it.

I know you all are thinking, wow, retard is such an un-PC word to use. Well I don't give a fuck! He again, HAS to be retarded. Maybe my bosses felt sorry for his retardedness, and gave him a job, because they felt bad, I'm not really sure. I know I didn't get to interview the retard, because I would have seen it right away. Hell, I figured it out his first day, I can't be quoted, but I'm pretty sure I said to a few people, "ya know, I think that guy is a retard." No joke.

What utterly irks me to no end is that he was hired on to HELP me in my job, take care of some things that I really didn't have the time, and quite honestly shouldn't have been doing. Again, can't get into logistics, because if my work ever finds this blog, hopefully they won't figure out who I am talking about. Hell, he still works here, so they are obviously totally clueless to the extraordinary amount of retardation this guy has. So since he has a penis, that automatically means he makes at least 10% more annually that I do. See why I am so pissed? I work my ass off, half the time fixing his retarded mistakes, reminding him of what the fuck his job is and continually asking over and over again for the same fucking things. Fire the retard, double my salary and they'd have the most bad-ass bitch in the history of this company working for them.

Plain and simple, apparently it pays to be retarded. I'm gonna go suck my thumb and wipe shit on the walls, maybe I'll get a raise.

Thanksgiving Holiday Recap

2006-11-27T10:24:00.000-07:00

Well, today is Monday, and that just totally sucks. Back to work drones! Here's a recap of my holiday weekend:

Wednesday:

Worked that day, left around 5:30. The "kids" (younger crowd of people I hang out with from time to time from work) were playing Texas Holdem and Domino's at one of their houses, so I ventured up there around 8pm. They apparently started drinking as soon as their asses got out of work, because by the time I showed up, the buzzes were strong and proud. I guess this is why I beat them in every game we played. Took the whole pot from Texas Holdem (not playing for real money unfortunately) and won 2 domino games in a row. I decided to stop playing. Their little male egos were having a hard time handling this. I guess I got home around 12am and went to bed.

Thursday:

Went and got the boy from his house and took him over to Jen & Lance's house for Thanksgiving Day. I refer to Jen & Lance as "the rich friends" so you'll hear that from time to time. Had a lovely meal w/their families, then the drinking began around 3pm, once all family members had been successfully removed from their home. Jen's step father likes tequila, and when I say likes tequila, I mean he likes to take a shot every 3.2 seconds once he starts. Luckily there was very little tequila left, and I only had to suffer through 2 shots. Yeah, I know, I could have said no, but that would just be rude. So I had a nice buzz going by about 6pm. The new boy was drinking Jack Daniels, I was just drinking beer. They were out of Crown, otherwise I would have been hammer-time. My new boy sells diamonds, so he had to work the day after Thanksgiving, so during the Cowboy's game, he told me he wanted to try and head back to his place around 6-7pm. I told him no problem, whatever he wanted to do. Well, once the boy became comfortable around everyone, and realized that indeed, they like to drink copious amounts of alcohol, just as he does, he began to relax. The next time frame he gave me was "no later than 8:30." I again laughed and told him whatever he wanted to do. Finally at 10pm, as I was dragging him out of the house, we got out of there. Not that I didn't want to stay, but I had a buzz, wanted to get some action before he or I passed out and still get him to sleep at a reasonable hour, so he wouldn't feel too bad on the busiest shopping day of the year. I think we went to bed around 2am, so I wasn't all that successful.

Friday:

I went home and slept all day long. The boy has given me a cold he had been fighting, and so now I'm sick. Don't feel all that bad, just really congested and coughing up all kinds of lovely things...I finally got up and going around 7:30 as Sarah is in town, so we had some serious drinking to do at the Landing. Picked her up around 9pm and the madness (as usual) ensued. Nothing too crazy, just the usual too many of this and too many of that at the bar. She spent the night at the house but we had to get up early (8am) to get her home to her parents.

Saturday:

Slept all day long again. This cold thing is just totally clobbering my ass. Again, don't feel horrible, just congested and taking medicine that apparently knocks my ass out. Layed on the couch all day long with Georgie, watched TV and slept, watched TV and slept. Finally got in the shower about 6pm, not knowing if the new boy wanted to get together or not. Ended up going over to his house around 10pm, ordering pizza and watching a bootleg copy of the new Casino Royale, ala James Bond. It was ok, but he had Nyquil, so I passed out before I saw the end. I don't think I missed too much, we all know what happens in Bond movies. He gets the girl, he gets the bad guys, all is well.

Sunday:

Woke up feeling worse than ever. So much snot in my head and chest it was rather disgusting. I went to the bathroom to hack and blow it out. I guess the new boy can't hear all that well (thank god) as it was pretty raunchy. When I came back to bed, he pointed out that there were tissues right next to me (isn't that sweet of him?) but I told him it was definitely best if I do it in another room. He yet again had to work, so I went and had brunch w/my buddy Mike, then went home and took cold medicine. In my haze, I thought the bulk trash pick up was this week, so I hurriedly changed and went out front to rake some leaves. Yeah, let me just say that raking leaves sucks big ole balls. I just got the leaves in my driveway and a small section to the right of the house, and that was 4 bags full. I was sick, it was hard to do, so I gave up. Walked out this morning, and leaves are back, doesn't look like I did a thing. So much for that. Also thank god for Home Depot and their credit cards. I will be purchasing a leaf blower this weekend to finish the job. Trash pick up is NEXT week, not this one, so that'll be one of my weekend activities this weekend. Oh, the joys of homeownership!

So that's it, in a nutshell. Sorry to not be funny and tell you all the funny stuff that happened. There was and it did. I am just too damned tired and really don't feel 100% today, so I'll leave it up to your imaginations!

6 Weird Things about Shawna

2006-11-22T09:52:00.000-07:00

Well, since Sue "tagged" me, I guess I'm going to play this game, it's a fun one anyway. I'm supposed to "tag" 6 other bloggers, but I don't know that many, so if anyone out there wants to play, more power to ya! Dave, Jodi & Sarah need to play. At least I got 1/2 of what I was supposed to!

6 Weird Things about me:

1. I like orange flavored things, but do not like eating oranges. I also like eating grapes (both red and green), but do not like grape flavored things.

2. I type things out all the time, when not at a keyboard. If I watch TV I will type w/my fingers whatever the actors are saying. I also do this in meetings at work when I'm bored, and various other times.

3. I can pooh anywhere. Well, not ANYWHERE, but I don't have the affliction of "I must pooh in my bathroom and only my bathroom" if I gotta go, I gotta go. I might even make you pull over at a gas station, when it's time, it's time. I've been known to make people do that!

4. I think having a baby is disgusting. It literally feeds off of your body for 9 months. Like a parasite. Ick. One of the many reasons I do not plan to be a breeder.

5. I enjoy cleaning. I am anal-retentive, but still, I enjoy dusting, washing dishes, doing laundry, all that stuff, I always have. I also MUST make my bed every morning before I leave, if I come home to an unmade bed, I feel "off", I will make the bed before I get into it.

6. I love to drink to get drunk. This doesn't seem odd, except I almost always throw up (it's gotten better over the years, but still...) why would I continue to do this to myself when I know it is almost inevitable that I will puke?

Happy Monday - You won't see that often

2006-11-20T15:15:00.000-07:00

Had a great weekend, if I do say so myself, still in a great mood from it.

Went out on Friday w/the new boy. We went and had dinner at Patrizio, a great Italian joint, one I worked at about 10 years ago, how I met Ms. Sarah to be exact. He had to work the next morning, so we just went home, drank some wine and watched The Breakup w/Vaughniston. It was fucking hilarious, if you haven't seen it, it's a must, as you have had one of the fights they have in this movie at some point in some relationship. It's completely relatable and I was laughing. Of course it doesn't hurt that Vincey-Pooh is my #1, so the eye candy for me was an added bonus. I slept in while he went off to work, then went home, showered and had my monthly ritual of getting my eyebrows ripped out with wax, to make them perfect specimens. I then went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and bought a new shower curtain and rug for the main bathroom with a gift certificate I was given on my birthday by my buddy Dave.

Saturday night I went out with Jen, Josh and Mike. That was quite the treat. We went to Humperdinks, and for those of you who are snickering, see website info attached. They have these things they call "Towers" they hold a little over 6 pints of beer a piece. They are fun to have at the table, are phallic to a fault (even the plastic ice piece they leave it it to keep it cold looks like a penis) but oh so fun to drink. It's the apparatus you see on the site to the right. Between the four of us, we managed to consume 5 of them and about 4 Jager Bombs a piece. Yeah, we were shittier than shitty, but had so, so much fun. They are also only $15 a piece, so it's quite a bargain if you really do the math (and no, I'm not doing the math, you are all big kids). Needless to say, by the time we got back to Jen's it was a big ole slumber party. I remember dancing with Jen and Mike in the backyard, so you know we were loaded. Shawna is not much of a dancer, only when she's really loaded (so speaking of myself in 3rd person right now). I am white, call me a cracker if you will, so I have absolutely no rhythm whatsoever. If you ever get the chance to see my dancing, you will laugh your ass off, cuz it's pretty damned bad.

Woke up about noon on Sunday and went home. Georgie hates me right now, I didn't come home Friday OR Saturday night, so she was not too happy w/her momma. I had to go to the grocery store, as I had no food. So did that real quick then spent the rest of the day giving her hugs and kisses and lots of loving. I think she finally got sick of me after a few hours and went to the other end of the couch. She's needy, but apparently a little bit goes a long way with her!

I've been in a great mood all day at work, but alas am ready for it to be over, because I have yet another date w/the new boy right after work. Yeah, we are seeing eachother quite regularly. I think we kinda like eachother. Or maybe we just like having sex on a regular basis, think we are both still figuring that part out! :)

It's 4:17pm here, so I'm killing another hour or so before I skirt out the door to go get me some lovin'. Yeah, I've just decided I'm so happy because I'm getting ass on a regular basis. I'm a Scorpio after all, it's in my nature!

Oprah's in my dreams

2006-11-17T15:10:00.000-07:00

I don't really have much to say today, except that I'm really fucking glad it's Friday and I'm ready to get the hell out of work. We were so busy the last few months, that now that we have slowed down, I am procrastinating like a mother-fucker. One of my main duties is Purchasing, so I have MOUNDS of completed purchase orders that I need to file. I have to take the PO, match it up to the packing slip and then staple the bitches together. Doesn't seem like much right? Well, my procrastination on this such mind sucking duty has been so bad, that I am about 200 PO's behind. Yeah, that's 400+ pieces of paper to sort through and figure out what goes with what. It's something I should really take home and do sitting on the couch, but alas, that hasn't happened yet either. I could be doing that right now instead of blogging about it, but this is so much easier. I could also come in on a weekend and take care of that, but fuck a bunch of that, I've had to come in so many weekends lately, that it's the LAST thing I want to do.

I'm going out w/the new boy tonight, so I know there will probably be a hangover involved in my Saturday morning, so coming to work really won't happen. At least I have a viable excuse right?

Other than that, I got a whole lotta nothing today. I guess I need to sit down and think of things interesting to blog about. Oh SHIT, I almost forgot, had the weirdest dream the night before last:

So I was leaving work w/a fellow co-worker when I got a page that I needed to attend a employee meeting, I looked at my co-worker and told him he needed to go too, if it's an employee meeting, we should both be there right? Well, in my "dream world" Meisel was about 10 times the size it is now (we have about 70 employees), so we walked into this huge auditorium and of course were the last one's there. We had to sit in seats right next to the stage, along a wall. In walks Oprah, yes Oprah Winfrey. This is not odd to anyone, apparently Oprah owns Meisel in this dream. She looks over at us and asks my co-worker who he is, he tells her and she looks down at a clipboard, looks up at my and says "You are Shawna Furr right?" and I tell her yes ma'am, I certainly am. She then asks why in the hell did I tell him to come to the meeting, if she wanted him there, she would have had him paged! I just look at her weird, and she proceeds to tell me I'm fired in front of the entire company. Again, why everyone else but this one co-worker got to attend the meeting is beside me, I have no clue, but she fires my ass. Fucking Oprah fired me. I say whatever and walk out and tell her I'm going to go talk to George, he'll fix it all (George is the REAL owner of Meisel). So I walk up to his office, tell him the above and he just says "Shawna, I'm sorry, but it's fucking Oprah, she totally cancels me out, I guess you'll have to go!"

Fuck Oprah and her stupid ass shit, I think I'll stop watching her now...

Here's a cute pic of my nieces practicing for Halloween

It's been a long time...

2006-11-16T16:39:00.000-07:00

Man, I haven't blogged since May...that's sad. But no, I still don't have service at home, I just really miss blogging, it is fun. I am going to do my best to take time from my job every day so that I can blog some little tid-bit of something.

Let's see, what's been going on with Shawna since May. A whole hell of a lot.

Work's been insane, but we are finally slowing down now that all the holiday graphics are out of this mother-fucker. For those of you who don't know, I work for a large format printing company. I purchase all the materials, inks, boxes, basically anything we use, yes, including tape. I also do about 5 other things, but none of it most of you would understand, so no point in telling you. We do graphics for large companies, like Eddie Bauer, Johnston & Murphy, Coach, J. Jill, McDonald's, Taco Bueno and LeSportSac to name a few. Yeah, I'm a total name dropper! It's a crazy business but I'm a crazy bitch, so it suits me to a T.

Haven't really gotten much done at the house, I plan to stain and paint the main bathroom over the Thanksgiving holiday, I've decided I'm not celebrating it this year, I'm just going to stain, paint and drink heavily with Sarah, since she'll be here!

Georgie is finally not so wild and crazy anymore. She's almost 11 months old already. She managed to fuck up some shit in the new house pretty good before I finally rigged it so that she can only go into a small part of the kitchen and has full run of the backyard while I'm at work or drinking heavily with one of my partners in crime. She's awesome though, I love her to death, can't imagine life without her.

Remember that dating email? Well, I finally found a guy on Match.com that I felt like I could handle going on a date with and we've been seeing eachother for almost 3 weeks now. It's going well, but don't want to say too much, don't want to jinx it. I will say this though, it's very interesting for me. I've always dated losers (don't most women until they finally grow up and realize the "bad boy" is really a bad boy and you shouldn't date them, just fuck them?) and this guy is far from a loser. He has a great job, owns his own condo, has his own car...yeah, he's a contributing member of society! It's amazing. He's nice to me...that's also a new one for me. He compliments me, opens doors and pays for everything (I am usually the one shelling out the cash on "dates" with the men I usually date). I think I've already said too much, so I'm going to leave it at that for now.

What else? Oh, my sister Sherri and her husband Mark and my wonderful 17 year old niece Loren will be coming in for Christmas to check out the new house and see all the family here, so I'm really looking forward to that, it's going to be a lot of fun. But it's right around the corner, so I really need to get some cleaning and organizing done before they get here.

Guess that's about all for now, it's almost 6pm and I'm still at work (which is not unusual) but it's slowing down so I'm going to take advantage of the fact that I can leave and go home and sit on my couch and watch TV with Georgie. So that's what I'm gonna do.

Oh, this is a drunken picture of Jodi (my best gal) and me over Labor Day weekend at The Landing...

So crazed!

2006-05-04T10:07:00.000-07:00

Sorry faithful readers, I've obviously been very busy moving into my new casa. No pictures to post, as my computer at home hasn't even been turned on. I'm being bad and blogging at work, so this will be short.

Bottom line, I still have about a million and ten things to do. I haven't even connected my home phone yet! I have my cell, if you need me, you can find me there.

I need to get a phone line run into the office as there is no phone jack in there at all, so my blogging will be minimal until I get that taken care of, since I usually blog at night from home.

Georgie flooded the main bathroom on Monday while I was at work. She ate through the water line that runs to the toilet. She was soaked, my entire bathroom was soaked, and now I have to repaint it, as the water pressure was such, that it peeled the paint right off the wall. Yes, that was a lovely thing to come home to!

This weekend I will be mending the fence in the back, so she can hang in the kitchen and outside while I am at work. I still have to figure out how to keep her in the kitchen. Will be googling today to try and find an 86" width doggy gate. I have big opening from the kitchen into the living/dining area. Probably going to cost a fortune....but it seems as if everything these days is!

I'm happy and excited, I just wish I didn't have this job thing that I have to go to every day to pay for my lovely new home! I just want to be at home fixing stuff up and making it livable, that is still a work in process.

I'll try and post again soon!

Pictures of the Bathroom

2006-04-25T16:39:00.000-07:00

Doggies & Hizzies

2006-04-24T17:17:00.000-07:00

So posting the shots of what Georgie has done to my bathroom, just to give you an idea….yeah, just gonna waive that whole deposit thing and call it a day. I do love her dearly though, she’s grown on me rather steadily the last 2 months. I can’t believe I’ve only had her that long. On Sunday, it’s her 4 month birthday!

Moving is going forward, got a lot done yesterday. Too hung over on Saturday to function as a real human, so slacked off pretty bad. But once I get going, there’s no stopping me, so I was very successful yesterday and got a lot done (yes, I stayed home Sat. night as to make sure to be productive). About to the point where I can’t pack anything else, so I’d say I’m doing well.

I’ve transferred most things, just have phone and water left to do. The City of Dallas of course operates about 2 hours a day (ok, slight exaggeration) so I keep forgetting to call during the day, the only time they are open to do all that crap. I’ll do it tomorrow. Phone I might do tonight if I feel like it, but I just got done doing a bunch of other transfers, so I’m kinda done for the day. I say 2 a day is enough.

Went after work today and purchased my refrigerator, man, they are expensive! But, I got what I want, and hopefully it’ll run for the next 20 years, so I don’t have to freak about spending $1100 on a stupid thing that keeps your food cold. I got a deal too! It was 20% off marked price, so I’m feelin’ rather snazzy on that. What I’ve always wanted, a side by side with an icemaker and water on the front. Growing up as a kid, I always envied those friends who had that fridge. Now I have one! YIPEE!

Gonna keep it short, Georgie is going nuts because I’ve been so busy lately I haven’t got the time to play with her much. She’s sitting in my lap now, making it very difficult to type. Gonna go play w/the pooch!

More on the hizzy

2006-04-20T16:55:00.000-07:00

So sorry faithful readers, I know it’s been forever since I’ve blogged. But for those of you who have purchased a home in your lifetime, you know how CRAZY it is! Man, I’m on sensory overload, SERIOUSLY!
I close one week from today, on the 27th. Taking that day and the next off, to get everything in order, and the big move is on the 29th. I’ve finally reached excited stage! Everyone around has been saying I haven’t seemed all that excited, which I wasn’t, because it wasn’t REAL. But as of yesterday, the option period was over; the mortgage had been agreed upon, insurance gained, so it’s a go. Now I just have to sign my life away in one week, but other than that, I’m perfect!
Adding some more pics that I took on the day of the inspection, so you can get some more perspective on my pad. I really think it’s going to be really bitchin’ once all of my things are in it. I feel I have cool things…nope, I know I have cool things. Hehehe
Going to keep it short, because I am desperately trying to rent out the apartment above me (I’ve been helping my landlord take calls and show it for extra cash) and also trying to sell mine off too, so maybe the landlord will be cool and not get all mad at me and shit. Not that she has a right to, as I have no lease, but I’m trying to work it so I don’t have to pay through the 20th of next month, since I’ll technically be out by the 30th. She will however need a week or so to do repairs, since Georgie has pretty much eaten the entire bathroom (no deposit back for me), it’s so trashed, it’s not even funny. I’ll post some pics of that next blog!Ta-ta for now!

She's all growed up!

2006-04-12T16:49:00.000-07:00

So it seems as if I will more than likely be a homeowner on April 27th. That’s right, a mere 2 weeks from now. I think I may puke!

It’s the house in the previous blog; they took my offer, no changes, so that’s good. I’m just sitting here now thinking of the 10 million things I need to do before then. As most of you know, I’m quite anal, and am a “planner” so this sudden quick disruption is really freaking me out! It’ll all come together, there’s just a lot to do before now and then.

I’ve got the big strappin’ dudes lined up that will move all my crap, even got a free truck that’s as big as the largest U-Haul you can rent, which is cool. One of my vendors offered up their shipping truck to me, which is awesome, they just saved me about $150 precious dollars.

Inspection is on Saturday, so unless they just tear the place up, we’ll be moving right along. I’m already pre-approved on my loan, so that’s just a matter of signing a bunch of crap. Need to call my current landlady and let her know that she’s got 30 days and I’m gone. I’ve been here for 2 years and 5 months. Only signed a 13-month lease when I moved in, she never came back with paperwork, and I never spoke of it! Hehe I’ll be nice and give her 30 days though, and offer to post an ad on Craigslist, which is an awesome site if you aren’t familiar.

Packing….oh packing. I’m actually rather good at it, I was just looking around the house and I have a lot more crap that I thought I did. I’ll probably pack up all the crap I don’t use on a regular basis this weekend. Yes, I’m that sure this deal is done, and trying to get going. 2 weeks really isn’t much time, if you really think about it.

I have to buy a refrigerator too. That is an appliance I have never purchased. I will measure the fridge area on Saturday at the inspection, so I can go shopping for one on Sunday. Home Depot here I come! God I love that place. I will be spending an awful lot of time there soon. I’m hoping that there’s some teenage kid on the block that will mow the yard for $20 so I don’t have to immediately spend money on a lawnmower too! But I’ve got a fat limit on my card at the HD, so if I have to buy one, so be it.

My mind is full of crap right now. I’m going to cut it short, because I need to make a list of all the stuff to do.

Onto New Houses

2006-04-04T16:44:00.000-07:00

So the house I made an offer on didn’t go through. The seller is basically a total moron and wouldn’t budge on price (even though their listing said they would consider any offer) so that’s a no-go. These pics are from another house on San Lorenzo, actually the first house I looked at when this started. It was also bought by flippers, and been on the market quite a while. The garage has been converted into a huge room, which I would eventually make into a game room. Pool table baby! Wanna come over and hang out now don’t ya?
I’d make one of the rooms my office, one my bedroom, then the final one being the guest bedroom. Didn’t show pics of the bedrooms, because they aren’t all that exciting. Brand new carpet in the bedrooms, game room and hallways. Not a big fan of carpet, but its brand new, light beige, so it’s not horrific. There are hardwoods underneath. My thought is to wait 4-5 years until the new carpet has seen better days, and then refinish the floors. Time to save some dough so it’s not quite so painful when that day comes. The main bathroom has been retiled and such, but also not that exciting so I didn’t show a picture. The master bath still has the original 1955 tile, and looks pretty good. It’s just got a standup shower, which is fine, and the door on that needs to be replaced, but I know a glass guy…
It’s cute, little small, but it’s just me, how much room do I really need right? The price is right too, that’s what it’s all about. The neighborhood is nice; the people around me seem to take care of their homes, so that’s good. Also, around this area of San Lorenzo, the resale values are going through the roof. Increase in value of about 30% since 2000. Not bad…
First thing that would be done is to hide the hideous handicap ramp in the back. My dad said that putting a deck over that sucker would be no problem. Plus, we need a place to smoke and chill out, right? I’d also eventually put a fence up along the back, with an automatic gate, but those things are expensive, so that might be a while. The neighbors on either side both have up wood fences that are good, so I’d only have to do the back fence, which is also a plus!
It’s got a decent sized laundry room with cabinets above the washer/dryer. Didn’t take a picture of that, as it’s not all that exciting.
I think I will make an offer in the next few days. The latest listings have really sucked, and I really think I need to go with my initial gut reaction. I liked this house from the get-go, so might as well dive in!

Escape Artist

2006-03-27T17:25:00.000-07:00

Well, Georgie figured out how to pry open the bathroom door (it doesn't shut right anyway) and move the gate and the chair out of the way to escape the bathroom. Luckily all she chewed up was her toy basket. Not completely, hope she doesn't start pooping wicker bits, that would be pretty gross. Doesn't look like she ate it, just shredded it. Couldn't snap a picture, as my batteries on the camera have died and I haven't gone out for more yet. But here's a pic I took of her playing in the basket. Pardon the scary devil eyes.

Glad I found a house, hopefully that will help.

However, the anxiety is setting in of taking on such a daunting task as a home all by myself, with one pretty measley salary....yes, I'm having second thoughts. It's scary and I don't know if I can stomach the bills upon bills that come with homeownership. Not to mention that my monthly rent will double, which I can afford, but again, not really much of anything else. My thoughts are to find a place with a yard, rent it for a year, then begin the home search again. I'm supposed to meet with my realtor on Wednesday afternoon to write up a contract on the house, so I have until then to backout. I'm not sure what to do. I'm just nervous to do something like this on my own.

House Hunt

2006-03-26T18:03:00.000-07:00

Went with my Dad and my Realtor today to look at some homes. She drove past a new listing and we decided to check it out. Glad we did, because my Dad basically tore apart the other houses that I was actually interested in. That's why I wanted him to come, he points out all the imperfections that the normal person would never notice. He loved this house and felt it was the best of them all. The first visit I was just a maybe, but we went back at the end of the day, and I really dig it. It has the potential to be a great house to entertain in, which is going to be necessary, since I won't be able to have quite the social life I am accustom to.

The house has a lot of potential, if you click on the picture, it will show a few more shots, but it really doesn't do it justice. It's got a great little courtyard area that will be great. The yard needs a ton of work, a lot of ripping out of trees and shrubs and stuff, but I really get into that once I get going. A few Monster's and I can do yard work for hours on end. Plus, I won't really be able to go out anyway, so at least there is a good amount of work to keep me occupied for a while. It's got a detached 2 car garage that is really large, plus it's got an added on area that it seems the previous owner would go hide it, has a window unit in it and a ton of book shelves. These would be taken out and that would eventually turn into the pool table room or game room, something of that nature. The large room in the pics with the tile floor is where the washer/dryer connections are, and I'd make this my office/gym. 3 large bedrooms, so there would be two spare bedrooms for friends to crash in!

Really kick ass party house potential. I did take some pics, but only a few at this place before my camera decided to run out of battery juice. So I can't upload the one's I have (sorry Jodi). It's listed a bit high, I'm going to sleep on it, think about it and we are probably going to make an offer this week. It was bought by flippers, and it's been vacant since May, so the potential to get a good knock down price is pretty good, as we have a feeling they want to get this sucker off of their hands.

Only downside is that it is a corner lot, right at Peavy and San Lorenzo, so pretty busy, but again, the benefits far outweigh that one minor annoyance.

Will keep you posted!

And hey, two blogs in one day, Georgie's staring to chill, so looks like I have a bit more time on my hands again!

Funky Town Pic

2006-03-26T11:32:00.000-07:00

So Sue's been posting a lot of her favorite pics lately. I have to say this is one of my favorite pics of all time. Jodi, Troy, my ex and myself, all looking so happy and carefree. It was NYE 2000, we were probably three sheets to the wind. It's actually my least favorite NYE on record, but I guess for this photo opp, I was pretending I was enjoying myself! Dave and Doris were with us, Doris now an ex of Dave's, I believe she was the one to snap this photo. This was pre-engagement/wedding for Jodi & Troy and pre-back together and engaged to now ex timeframe. Well, maybe Jodi and Troy were engaged, I don't know. I think they got engaged the following May if my memory serves me....

Oh, and why it's on here twice, I dunno, blogger sucks with pictures BIG TIME!

Tiny Terror

2006-03-24T17:57:00.000-07:00

When you see that face, can you really resist?
I’m glad I’m taking a lot of photos to remember how cute she is. I need to look at them on a daily basis when I’m cursing and freaking out at whatever it is she has done that day. This is hard, hard work.
Do I regret it? Yeah, probably, if I had to do it all over again, I would have waited until I was in a house with a doggie door. My guilt, and her pleasure would all be much better. I feel really guilty leaving her in the bathroom all day, but what choice to I have? I’ve looked into hiring someone to come over and walk her mid-day, but jesus, it’ll cost me about $75.00 a week! Not exactly something I need to be doing while trying to buy a house, it’s a bit impractical!
She is really cute and I do love her dearly, I wouldn’t give her up for anything, I really wouldn’t. Trying to type this and have to keep checking on her to make sure she isn’t peeing or poohing somewhere in the house. FUN!
She pee’s and poops in the bathtub during the day. She didn’t take to the puppy pads at all, in fact, she just ripped them up. Which I suppose is a good thing, one less thing I have to spend money on right? My tub is clean as shit too, cuz I SCOUR it out every night when I get home. Non-dog folks will find that rather disgusting, I find it quite wonderful! At least I don’t have to clean it off of the bathroom floor, or worse her every night! It’s rather contained and simple. For you non-dog lovers, bet you won’t take showers at my house now will you? J
Guess that’s all for now, I must go give her my undivided attention OR ELSE! I promise soon I will talk about something other than Georgie, but for now, it’s pretty much all I got!