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Here are a few favorite sites

For when you need to change your message: http://www.ahajokes.com/funny_answering_machine_messages.html

weird yet intriguing: http://www.badgerbadgerbadger.com/

like making snowflakes?: http://snowflakes.lookandfeel.com/

this will suck some of your time: http://www.permadi.com/java/spaint/spaint.html

for when you want to confound those pesky christians/jehovah witnesses (its a fav) http://www.skepticsannotatedbible.com/

is the government or aliens trying to hack your brain?: http://zapatopi.net/afdb/

ever want to know what it would look like if your Sun sign and your Chinese birth year had a baby?: http://www.eastmeetswestco.com/home.htm

weird yet dead on and cool: http://www.smalltime.com/dictator.html

the end of it all: http://www.shibumi.org/eoti.htm

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wow sorry, its been a damn long time eh? i’ve just been to busy. what with all the changes @ work and just life in general. phew.

not much to say this time, only HAPPY SAMHAIN which is comming up, and i know i’ll be to frickin’ busy wink wink to write here. and because the x-mas season is comming my posts might be a bit sketchy but we’ll see.

well on the funny side i was sent an email with the following, now i have seen this before but if you haven’t, enjoy….

• Pass My Shotgun
• Psychotic Mood Shift
• Perpetual M unching Spree
• Puffy M id-Section
• People Make me Sick
• Provide Me Sweets
• Pardon My Sobbing
• Pimples May Surface
• Pass My Sweatpants
• Pissy Mood Syndrome
• Plainly: Men Suck
• Pack My Stuff
• Potential Murder Suspect

and as an example of the last one…..

Q: How many women with PMS does it take to change a light bulb?

A: One!!! ONLY ONE!!!! And do you know WHY? Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb! They don’t even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT!! They’d sit there in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it out!! And, once they figured it out, they wouldn’t be able to find the light bulbs despite the fact they’ve been in the SAME CUPBOARD for the past 13 YEARS! But if they did, by some miracle of God, actually find the bulbs 2 DAYS LATER, the chair they dragged to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!!!! AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE WRAPPER THE STUPID LIGHT BULBS CAME IN!!! BECAUSE NO ONE EVER CARRIES OUT THE GARBAGE!!!! IT’S A WONDER WE HAVEN’T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF GARBAGE THAT ARE A FOOT DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS DAMNED HOUSE!

I’m sorry. What was your question?

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Well I kinda did it again. I fell asleep on the couch for a coupla hours last night. And by 12:30 I was awake. So I go and play on the ‘puter for a bit then try to go to bed. Repeat several times more. So then I “wake” Scott up and “play”. Then I try to go to sleep again but no luck.

So I tell my hubby that I can’t sleep and I think I am going to go grocery shopping. He says the same, so we go to HELL-Mart. So we wander around hell mart till 4:30 or so when we decide that he has got to get a little sleep before he has to work today. So we get home. I decide that since I am adding a ton of stuff to the freezer anyway I might as well clean it out. So I did. I got two garbage bags full of old shit that needed to go.

Man I hate wasting food. I feel like such a programmed consumer, buy buy buy. But then I have my mom & dad in my head “don’t throw it away, it might be good for something or your gonna need it” my mom has food rotting in her fridge just because she can’t stand to throw things away. Where as Scott, on the other hand, if he has seen it in the fridge for two days he won’t touch it. Convinced that it will make him sick. I think he psych’s himself up to get sick, so therefore he does. I betcha he never ate the ND dirt either.

So to get back to the orginal thread…. I am still awake. I plan on going tanning in a few minutes but then what? My golf clubs are due to arrive today but the Gods only know when I’ll get them.
So it’s a waiting game. I should finish my shopping, fresh foods, but that would require cleaning out the fridge. Gack. So we’ll see, eh.

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Wow what a day. Did a buttload (is that one word or two?) of stuff. Even got some help, she let me know she was quite put out about it. le sigh.
my mom came by today, she stopped in to visit before she had to run down to her work. She brought my driftwood that I found, then left up there when I visited. Its “super cool” I’ll post a picture of them later.
found out that my hubby really did buy my golf clubs but they probably won’t be here till the end of this week. I am so excited. I was hoping they would be here sooner so I could go golfing with out him.
ok I have to get up early tomorrow. And I hate getting up early. But by doing so means I get to go home earlier too. Whoopee!!!

pure crap

My day was like passing a kidney stone. Long and painful. Pretty good eh? Thought that one up all by myself (insert sappy Eric Carmen song here).

Naw it twernt r-ally all that bad. Per-ty good considern’. Ok enough of the dialect. Just another long day. The bosses boss is coming on Tuesday and I don’t even have half of what I need done, done. What’s bad is I know that I won’t get it done and I’ll have no fucking help getting it done either. Oh well.

So when does letting your boss know what’s going on merge into tattling? Is it after the 3rd time? 6th time? Or do I just keep quiet and stew? Ah decisions decisions.

I’ts getting late for me. I have to get up early so I can get up early tommorrow. I’m lazy like that. But at least I get to go tanning in the morning. It seems to help.

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Even tho today is my work Monday er actually it would be Tuesday I am doing really good. I found out earlier this week that I will be having weekends off WHOOPEE!! I tell ya that really caught me by surprise.

On my “weekend” I went up and visited my parents. That was nice even tho I haven’t lived at there for over 10 years it still feels a little bit like home. Got to go tromping in the woods, picked a few wild apples, and found some bitchin’ rocks. Not to mention I cleared the area for our Halloween ritual. I love having Samhain up there and the fact that my parents encourage it is pretty freakin’ amazing. It only took them 10 years to come around to it but at least they are here now.

My knitting project is going along at a really good clip. Maybe 5 to 6 more squares and I’ll have enough to make that throw for the couch, then all I have to do is stitch it up. I think that will take the most patience. But for anyone who knows me knows patience is one of my virtues but they could be mistaking that for procrastination.

I hope that I will be receiving my golf clubs soon. It’s kinda fun wackin’ that little white ball around. Now if I could just find a deserted course I would be much happier… I can’t play well under pressure. But then again I really can’t play just yet. But I am getting better.

I know this has been a scattered post, but thats how my mind works. Now if I could invent a program that types as fast as I think….

Ta Da

First post. I’ve done the blogg thing before but never seem to be able to stick with it for long. So we’ll see how it goes.

It’s a bit late now, and I’m due to be up in a few hours. Like always I’m not letting my self do the thing I like to do most. Sleep. What is that? Some sort of masochist need for punishment because I wasn’t spanked enough as a child? Self inflicted pain for the following day so it can be shitty too?

Or is it so I can complain and get pity? Attention? Approval? I’ve been watching myself here lately in my interactions with others. And to tell you the truth I’m not liking what I’m seeing. Who have I really become? Some sort of attention whore with bad stories that people tolerate? Some one who really listens or pretends too? Am I the person who you smile and nod at while they ramble on about some shit that has no real ending? No climatic finish. No spark.

When are you going to have children? You’d make such a good mom. Would I? Really? Can you be a good parent when you are wrapped up in you own petty crap? Ya know just because you can have kids doesn’t mean you should.
Damn