Monday

Yes, it's my birthday, not a big deal, but friends took care of me so......I'll tell you about all that after I bitch about Aunt Flo. She decided to show up this morning, and she brought along her friend Headache From Hell. Thankfully I don't have to deal with her often, because the only remedy is 3 alleve and a six pack, which is not a good combination. I'm just surprised to see her, usually it's her sister Cramps From Hell, anyway, Cramps said hello and left me alone Headache hung around. I finally got rid of that Bitch after work.
Annie took me to lunch and The Princess met me for darts after work, along with Annie and a couple of other friends who just showed up, I don't broadcast this shit.
I had a good time, didn't have a tab, came home, thinking on the way........a few years ago I would have been passed out, drooling on the carpet by now. Ahhh, middle age, it hurts more in some ways, but much less in others. I will at least be able to function tomorrow which is sometimes good, sometimes not.
I got e-mails and text messages today with good wishes along with some comments from yesterday, so thank you all. I feel much love.
I will now be trying to drink myself into the carpet because I'm home and I can.
(More like taking my old ass to bed, have a good night kids.)

Great Sunday

I have had a great day, I know, stop before the world ends.
I got up early but went back to bed for some snuggle time with Lucy before she had to leave for work.
Baby Sis called, she was in town with The Spawn and wanted to come by for a visit since tomorrow is the anniversary of my birth and all. The Spawn is awesome, we had a great time hanging with the dogs, just hanging out, until he decided he was ready to go, he threw a Godawful fit until he got in his carseat dammit. Still, it was good.
Annie and I went to The Widow's for dinner, hanging out drinking beer, talking with her and a couple of favorite bartenders till other people started arriving, then dinner and more conversation. It was very nice.
I don't play poker with this crowd, and Annie wanted to come home rather than start, so we're home early, a few coins in pocket. Not bad at all.

Rain's tale

The person who asked if it was okay to grope her received a voicemail saying, and I quote "Would you like to come play with me?" spoken in her 900 number voice, so of course I said yes.
The bartender, who does want her btw, walked up while she was looking at a toy catalog, and it wasn't from Toys R Us, so she deserved that one too.
I am totally innocent of everything except possibly instigating fun.
I think she should be sentenced to putting up with my ass forever, even tho I'm the one on trial.

Lucy has her say

Rainbow says she was all upset about me watching Antonio, But when a friend of ours came into our favorite hang out and was polite enough to ask her permission if he could grope me...She said Go right ahead. Then when our bartender (who she thinks has wanted me for the last 3 Years) she allowed him to sit down next to me at our table and let him turn my face totally red. So Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury ...it's not always me causing trouble..

I'm shocked

Shocked I tell you. I just found out Lucy has a thing for Antonio Banderas. Some movie about dancing was on and she could not be torn away from the television. I went grocery shopping without her since I couldn't pry her ass off the couch. I came back, put a load on the porch and rang the doorbell for a little help, she picked up a bag but then proceeded to stand in front of the tv just holding said bag until I came back to get it. I asked her when the movie was over if she might possibly be worth a shit now, I might be single soon.

I forgot

I had a point, and a post, but I seem to have lost it. Damn, I know I had a good rant or something going on too...getting old sucks.
I can't multitask anymore, if I don't do it now, it doesn't get done.
So I'll just shake my cane at the "young whippersnappers" and go for my nap.

Weird News

Sorry, the "no thrusting whatsoever" just cracked me up.

Tiffany Weaver is no lawyer. But that little fact didn’t stop the 29-year-old Reisterstown woman from impersonating an attorney reportedly to have sex with an inmate in a Baltimore City prison.

Weaver pleaded guilty Wednesday to identity theft and displaying the government ID of another, but denied allegations from investigators that she engaged in sexual contact with inmate Jason Moody.

“There was never any sexual intercourse,” Weaver’s attorney Ivan Bates told Baltimore City Circuit Judge Althea Handy. “There was no thrusting whatsoever.”

Entire article here.

TGIF

Finally. I'm not sure why I'm so happy about that, I have to come back to hell sometime this weekend to do some stuff, but right now, I'm just glad this week is almost over. Have I told you how much I hate Lucy's job? Yeah, thought so...she has to work tonight, this is like the 3rd week in a row she only gets 1 night off. At least we don't have to go anywhere or do anything tomorrow, except maybe bathe the pups. I'm thinking it will be a lazy day for a change. Sunday she'll have to get up and head home to go back to work, I guess I'll come to hell for a couple of hours then. Later it's spaghetti and poker at The Widow's house with a bunch of bartenders, that's always fun. I guess I should go do some work as much as it pains me. Happy Friday ya'll.

The Girls need a bath

No, not MY girls you pervs.
I was outside, hanging with the dogs, feeling a bit maudlin, as I'm wont to do. The Handsome Devil has a birthday Sunday, he'll be 10. It's a good age for a dog of his size, I'm loving them all because.....well, because I can.
The girls stink, they must be bathed this weekend dammit. The problem is they're terrified of water, I'm sure it'll be a traumatic experience for all of us.
I'm pretty sure the house will smell like wet, pissed off dog, but it'll be worth it.

I'm really not political.......really I'm not

LOS ANGELES (AP) - A veteran sports writer for the Los Angeles Times said in his column Thursday that he is a transsexual.
It's something, but I'm tired of shit like this being news. When will we all be viewed as "just members of society" rather than "different" members of society.
It IS getting better, I'm not bitching about that, it's just still not "Oh, yeah, the girls down the street?" instead it's "The lesbians down the street?" Or in my neck of the woods "Them Dykes down the road?" I'm sorry, one of my peeves, of which there are many, but at least progress is being made, a baby step at a time.

Fishin

Dad sent me this pic last night. I believe I know where I'll be next weekend.

Is it the weekend yet?

It's been a long week already. I was just outside discussing life's mysteries with the dogs when Lucy called. I didn't realize she was calling early, I may be asleep by the time she gets off work.
I went to work early, it's getting to be a habit, and it's really pissing me off that everyone is an idiot, or an asshole. Wait, I have a whole new crop of idiots and assholes. New people, new responsibilities for people that shouldn't have them, that kind of thing. I'm equal opportunity on calling you an asshole, sorry.
People that don't deserve the job, don't deserve my respect, and I WILL call them on it, and tell them they're fucking assholes.
Start taking bets on my time left with the company. I'm giving me 6 months.
I guess that's why they haven't put the sign on my new parking spot, I won't be needing it for long lol.
Today was fucked all over, this won't work, that won't work, and it all turned out to be operator error, imagine that.
Yeah, I think I'll go to sleep early so I can start all over again tomorrow. Night kids.

Last night

Obviously, I stayed out way too late with my forum friend...I'll let her tell you about it since she did such a great job describing it earlier.

A local bar will never be the same after two members of a group called "[insert forum name here]" met in person within its walls.

Other patrons of the establishment looked on in astonishment as regular patron Rainwolf's happy evening occupation of dart-throwing was interrupted, never to be resumed. A woman dressed in something she kept referring to as "garb" slammed her way through the front door and captured RW's attention and beer money.

Witnesses were unsure as to what "garb" is, but Joe Schmoe stated "This lady looked like a cross between one-a them longhair hippie wimmin and somethin outta that Med-Evil-Times dinner place, you know, that one with the turkey legs and jousting and wenches. She had on the funniest lookin belt I ever seed in my life - it had jingly stuff on it, ribbons, a thing a knife is sposed to go in, and even a purse. Thing reached to her knees inna front. I heerd her say she wuz from Tenn-uh-see, but she had one-a them Yankee surfer accents. Kept sayin "dude" and I heard "sweet" a few times. I think it was some kinda code. And what in tarnation is a "Barchetta"? "

Ms. Wolf was observed buying a rarely-seen libation for the stranger: O'Douls'. Thankfully, the waitress reported, she was not diverted from her usual Miller Light.

The two women discussed many topics: mothers, their romantic interests (Brandy Snifter, seated at the next table, opined that "the Barchetta lady oughta dump that not-so-good ol' boy, like'n her friend kinda sorta said without sayin it outright."), jewelry, photography, SCA "war stories", beer, NASCAR, morbidity, gore, and a host of other subjects.

The evening was capped off by the two friends posing for a photograph and hugging goodbye as they discussed possible future meetings.

I actually had a great time and didn't want to leave, but work had to be done today.
Ms. Barchetta, should you happen to read this, thank you for a lovely evening.

Visitors

I met the person I've been worried about tonight. She's cool, she pretty much carried all conversation so I was good on that. I liked her.
I think I'm drunk and need to sleep now. Yep, pretty sure I am. Have a good night kids.

Scatters

Lucy left early today, good thing, since she forgot her phone charger, she had to come back. She's on her way, I get in the shower, I'm all clean, half a leg shaved (and I'm looking like Sasquatch lately, so that was a chore), Annie brings me my phone. Why she didn't fucking answer it I'll never know, but anyway.
Lucy has lost her wallet, with her license in it. I throw on some clothes and meet Lucy down the road with her wallet that fell out in the yard because "she can't fucking close up her purse."
I've been to fridays, for the first time in forever, threw darts with Annie, she got mad and went home, The Dirty Old Man showed up to beat my ass, I got home to be pissed off, not at him, but life in general.
I'm off to sleep, hopefully not to dream.

Armpit, Al

We had breakfast with Annie and The Princess and then took off to Armpit (insert Beverly Hillbillies theme song here.) We had to stop at Wal Hell for flowers for Mom (since her real present won't be here till next week dammit) and Stepmom since she's recuperating and all, and a couple of other things. Lucy sent me to one end for bread and butter while she looked at flowers and cards. Fine, I get 2 kinds of bread because I haven't a clue, I grab some butter (or so I thought), I was just looking at sticks and prices and off I go to find Lucy. She finally gets around to asking me what I actually got and then her head spun around, her eyes flashed red, and she screamed at me "THAT'S NOT BUTTER!" I had grabbed Parkay. I tucked my tail between my legs and went back off to find some REAL butter in a hurry.
She tells a different version of this story btw. I stand by mine.
We had a great time, Mom loved her stuff, (my little card made her cry), we got to hang out with The Spawn, he's a ham. Stepmom is doing great, we all had a good day.
Turns out Annie and The Princess spent the entire day at a bar, we met them at The Dive when we finally got home and rescued Annie who is hopefully asleep by now. I'm a tired bitch. Hope ya'll had a decent day, we'll catch up later.

I'm a dork

Lucy says I'm inspired, but Lucy is well, Lucy.
I drew an outline of my fingers on construction paper and folded it up into a card to give to my mom. I wrote a nice little message inside, I'm so sweet.
Hell, she's 30x2, and looks younger than me dammit.
It will be all good, I'll spend the afternoon with her, and we'll talk about a whole lot of shit, and I'll be glad I took my ass to Armpit to see her.
I do love my family, sometimes other life just gets in the way.

Shy and stupid

Yes, I left early, got my hair cut, I feel so free now. I also feel like I'm 12 again.
I had a whole bunch of shit lined up, but how about we just do this?
My forum friend wants to get together Sunday, when Lucy will be gone to work. I wanted Lucy there when I met her because Lucy can chat, she can ramble on about anything, I can't talk.
When I first met Lucy, she thought I didn't like her because I didn't talk. I'm feeling a bit shy and stupid because this woman has seen my posts about all manners of things, and no, it's not a romantic thing with meeting someone online, she's cool, and we agree on a lot of things. I'm shy, I know you're all shocked, but it's true. Lucy by my side, I can wade thru, but alone...it's pretty pitiful.
I need a crutch for Sunday...anyone?

Time Management

I think I need a crash course. I'm in desperate need of a haircut but my place closes at 5, I get off work at 4:30. The Jeep is in desperate need of an oil change and I'd rather do that myself but of course I've got to go buy the stuff and get motivated to actually do it. I have to work sometime this weekend for a few hours. Tomorrow is kinda screwed since I must go to Armpit for Mom's b-day and also make a side trip to see Stepmom since she's in the hospital doing rehab after knee replacement. I put out an invitation to my forum friend to get together tomorrow night since she will be here in town. I think something is going to get left undone, or at least put off until Sunday.
On the other hand, I did get to work early again, maybe I'll just cut out an hour early for the haircut, it really is getting on my nerves.

20 Ways to determine if you are a real Alabamian

1. You can properly pronounce Arab, Cahaba, Opelika, Sylacauga, Oneonta, and Eufaula.
2. You think people who complain about the heat in their states are Sissies.
3. A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel.
4. You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door, but by the availability of shade.
5. Stores don't have bags or shopping carts, they have sacks and buggies.
6. You've seen people wear bib overalls at funerals.
7. You think everyone from a bigger city has an accent.
8. You measure distance in minutes. (It's about 5 minutes down the road)
9. You go to the lake because you think it is like going to the ocean.
10. You listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit.
11. You know cow pies are not made of beef.
12. Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date.
13. You have known someone who has a belt buckle bigger than your fist.
14. You aren't surprised to find movie rental, ammunition, beer, and bait all in the same store.
15. A Mercedes Benz isn't a status symbol. A Ford F-350 Extended Bed Crew Cab is.
16. You know everything goes better with Ranch Dressing.
17. You learned how to shoot a gun before you learned how to multiply.
18. You actually get these jokes and are "fix'n" to send them to your friends.
19. You have used your heater and air-conditioner in the same day!
Finally: You are 100% Alabamian if you have ever had this conversation:
20. "You wanna coke?" "Yeah." "What kind?" "Mt. Dew."

Wind and Jeeps

Just so you know, it's not a good idea to be playing under the hood of a Jeep when it's really, really windy out. The hood slammed against the top and got a nice crease, I guess I'm lucky it didn't go the other way and crease my head. Sigh. I'm really ready to go to Hooters.

I think it's time for an intervention

I've done about 20 minutes worth of work this morning because I've been busy reading blogs and comics. Of course, I can justify that by saying I've been so busy for the last week or so that I haven't had time to scratch my ass, much less keep up with what's going on in blogland. Yeah, ok, so I still managed to do that, just not all at once or even all while at work. I'm also highly unmotivated to do much of anything today.
Annie and I are meeting The Widow at Hooters after work, yay! We've been quite remiss in spending time with her lately, it's been over a month I believe since we did this. I'm ready to be there rather than here for sure.

Drunk

Yep, I do believe I am. I'm just posting filler to knock the other off the top of the page because, I can't do a damn thing about it. I did leave e-mails where I could actually find places to do that, only a couple, and I'm pretty sure they'll be ignored. I'm still WTF. Are we as a society so immune to other's suffering that this is entertainment? I watch crime shows for entertainment, not the news.
I don't want that fucker's face on my tv because that's exactly what he wanted.
Apparently I'm back in full rant mode, it might get ugly so to quote Bette "Fasten your seatbelts, it's gonna be a bumpy night."

Scroll down for fun...Don't read this if you're looking for levity

The shootings at VA Tech. They never should have happened, and my thoughts and prayers go out to those affected by them.
The media----you are all big fucking assholes for covering this non-stop and giving that piece of shit airtime. He WANTED to be famous for killing people, why else send pics to a news station?
Stop. Now. It doesn't help the families to see this shit everyday. Just STFU.

Lady at the ATM

Sweetie? Can we chat? How about next time you pull up there you have your card ready? I mean the card that actually works, since you went through 2 while I was waiting on your ass (WTF is up with that?)
I saw kids in your car, could one of them not have opened your purse and pulled out the wallet and the card rather than you doing it after you got there? Oh, sorry, they're YOUR offspring, therefore clueless by association, my bad.
So, after 2 cards, 8 tries, you finally get money Yay you! How about moving on up into that empty parking area before finding your purse, digging in it for your wallet, closing everything back up and checking your hair and makeup in the rearview (because I'm sure you were just looking atrocious after the harrowing experience you just had.)
Someone will kick your ass if you continue to act like this. You might want to know that.

Yardwork

I mowed the yard, aren't you proud? There were crop circles out there and I'm pretty sure the creature from the center of the earth dug it's way out. There's a huge ass hole that looks like it brances off into caves, I don't think the dogs dug that one.
I was hunting wabbits, Betty left the easter bunny outside the back door for me Sunday. Thankfully I saw him before I stepped because she's a good dog, she left him exactly where my foot would land. Bitch. No bunnies, but now we can see the neighbor's yard, I think I liked it better before.
I do believe it will be another early night. Wonder Woman showed up last night and saved me from having to rescue the world, I hope to hell she's working tonight.

I'm Whupped

Notice the "U", rather than an "I". I'm probably whipped too, but that's another post. I'm just fucking tired right now. It has been a very long day, I threw darts after preschool to take out some aggression, where I realized I really don't have that much aggression anymore. I guess I got tired of being pissed off, so I'm just tired.
Old age knowledge really sucks ass.
%of time I should be pissed off = a lot
%of time it benefits me to be pissed off = 0
%of time I will get pissed off anyway =80-100
%of energy spent = way too fucking much
%of benefit to me from all this = -70

I'm pretty sure this is just a phase, I'll be back to ranting and raving soon. I'm going to take a nap since I'll dream about someone I don't know in a life and death situation sometime before the night is over, and why the fuck it's my job to save them I'll never know.
Peace kids, sleep well.

and it gets even better

Dumbass: You can't do that on a mac.
Me: Yes you can.
Dumbass: Nuh-uh Lazy Ass already told me he asked you and you said it wasn't possible.
Me: Ok (I perform a miracle and access the program we're talking about.)
Dumbass(wide-eyed): How'd you do that?
Me: The same way I showed Lazy Ass how to do it when he asked me.

It's too early for this shit

Question of the day...so far.

Were you able to get a printer to work on my computer?

Uh, not really since you were on the road and had your computer with you I couldn't look at it.

Sunday dreary sunday

Another rainy, cold, nasty day...well it was until I woke up from my nap at 5pm and the sun was shining. Lucy slept in, we finally got Mom's b-day present ordered (she'll be 30x2 Saturday) and then Lucy had to leave to go to work. Annie got back, after my nap she kicked my ass at darts.
I managed to do a tiny bit of housecleaning and ironing today but that was pretty much it. The Handsome Devil has something wrong with his paw, may have broken a nail way back, he growled at me when I tried to check it out so we decided it was best to leave him alone for now. I think this ranks up there as one of the most boring posts in the history of the world, but oh well. I'm still tired, and tomorrow is Monday...sigh.
Annie did bring home booze from her trip home. There is excellent tequila available...nah, that'll make Monday really suck.
Have a good night kids.

Long dreary day

It has rained pretty much all day. Annie took The Handsome Devil to the vet this morning, then we went to work (where I was already supposed to be, but rain and sleep work quite well together.) After a couple of hours we met Lucy for lunch, hit the grocery store and came home so Annie could go visit the family in Tn. I was planning to go up to the festival there to meet someone from a forum I hang out on, but the weather pretty much nixed that idea. Maybe I can catch her tomorrow.
Lucy and I just had a huge steak dinner since she brought half a cow with her because t-bones were on sale dammit. I believe it might be an early night.

I need to get the box ready to ship her off to Anonymous at an unknown address anyway:) I'm sure I'll pay for that comment too. Ya'll have a good night, day, whatever.

Lucy is PISSED

She's upset I put her up for sale, even tho she told me to. I will be having surgery to remove her foot from my ass, but until then, she's mad noone made an offer on her.
Ya'll help me out, I need money for the surgery.
She's a good cook, but she's a bit loud and opinionated. I'll toss in a 6 pack of Natty Light if you'll make an offer, Thanks.
(You don't actually have to take posession, or pay up, just make an offer to make the old lady feel better, and yes, I will be needing money to remove the other foot)

Tired

It was a busy day. I ran cable, and my ass off pretty much all day because The Fucktard decided to move people around. If I'd had a plan of who was moving where, it might have helped. 1 person turned into 4, it just got uglier after that.
I was a good girl, I cussed what was going on, but not the people. I've become so fucking nice it ain't funny. I smiled and fixed problems, this afternoon I was told to go smoke before I stroked out, I love those people. Hot Doc and I need to discuss my meds. If my blood pressure is still going up, they're not working, but the redness in my face means I should have stroked out by now so...might want to see what's up.
The Dumbass got fired yesterday, I'm thinking of applying for his job. It's a lot less work than mine and way more money. I can bullshit and steal from the company for that.
I give a shit too much I think.
Annie and I threw darts with The Princess and The Queen tonight, beat their asses, and they liked it. Ok, they didn't, but they have to live with it. The Queen had to be ferried home since he was so upset about losing.

Note to self

Ladders and hangovers do not mix well. Next time you have to run cable at 7am try NOT to get drunk the night before.

For Sale or Trade

Mid 50's model, some work needed. Looks great, needs a little attention under the hood. Likes a good lube job, oil change regularly. Has issues with quick turns and spins, they tend to fuck up the knee.
Call 1-800-OLD-LADY.
(disclaimer; No old ladies were hurt in the writing of this post. 1 middle aged lady is about to have to remove a foot from her ass when Lucy gets here.)

Now I can sleep

I just figured out the bad dreams. The Zombies were the media, wondering who was the father of little Dannielynn. The group I was in (The Lost) were the one's who don't give a shit, therefore our world ended. Debbie (who did everyone) well, you can figure that one out on your own. I'm so glad that's over.

I need to go to sleep

Really, I do. I'm just getting awfully tired of the ugly dreams I'm having. If I could remember enough of them to write a decent novel I'd be Stephanie King, but they fade away too fast to get all the details down. Last night was a doozie, zombie warriors, end of the world, small group trying to survive and fix things...then it turned into a skinemax flick and I lost interest and woke up. Heh, maybe I should write porn instead. (Shut up Brooklyn.)
I forgot, my bartender friends provide me with a bottle of x-mess cheer yearly, usually it's tequila. Last year I discovered B&B, excellent stuff. I'm pretty sure it will help my slumber.
(Translation: I'm wide fucking awake and it's late and I have to get up in the morning. I'm semi-sober and having scary fucking dreams that I can't hold onto long enough to turn into anything worthwhile. Yeah, yeah, Lost meets Lost in Space and Scooby Doo on Zombie Island then it all turns into Debbie Does Everyone on Lost.) (Shut up Brooklyn.)
(I remembered a bottle of B&B in my room and had a shot to help the "get drunk and get your ass to bed" process along.)
I think I'll "rinse and repeat" have a good night kids.

Easter

I made it to Armpit, getting there wasn't bad, everyone was still in church. The ride back sucked, traffic was a bitch. At least I got to spend the afternoon with Spawn and family. In addition to his fleet of fine automobiles, now he has a miniature horse. I begged for a horse growing up, all I ever heard was "It's a lot of work, you won't take care of it." He's 10 months old, how the fuck is he going to take care of a horse?
Anyway, I didn't get to bed last night till 1, Annie decided to get up and be chatty. I have no idea what brought that on.
Lucy did go dancing, where she managed to fuck up her knee and had to go the the ER this afternoon. She's on her way home loaded up with Demerol (yes, someone else is driving) so she's off to a fun-filled week it seems.
The dogs just told me Annie's home. Hope ya'll had a decent day however you spent it.

It's been a busy day

We got up early since there were things to do, had breakfast with The Princess, took parts to the guy fixing Lucy's car, went to work, I grocery shopped. Annie crashed on the couch about 2, I gave up and hit the bed about 3:30 for a power nap. Lucy's niece is in town so I went to dinner with them after meeting The Ladies at friday's for a bit. I haven't been home long. Lucy called to say the niece was whining, she wanted to go dancing, thankfully I got dropped at home before they went there. I've got to go again early tomorrow to be in Armpit for lunch. I'm a tired puppy. I think I'll crash.

Sometimes it snows in April

It's from a Prince song, from Sign O' The Times....can't remember which one and can't find the fucking cd at the moment. I wouldn't mind hearing it. It's snowing in lower Tn and probably in parts of Al. Shouldn't amount to much, but it's a big deal around here.
A band is playing at The Dive tonight so no darts. If you're into country music Heartland is a big deal around here these days. Some of the guys from that band have been a trio around town doing other music for years, they still show up here when they're in town. I know and like them and their music, but it's become such a madhouse since they got semi-famous it's not worth hanging there. I'm not a big people person in case you haven't noticed.
I had something to say when I started, but alas, it is lost to me now.
I'm slacking, I didn't even give Annie shit about her new boyfriend until late today because I kind of forgot, and then got busy, and then it just wasn't all that much fun anymore. Background on him is he's a lonely old man who likes to talk, I'm immune since I'm not much of a chatter. She must have made a big impression last night though, he bought her 2 drinks tonight when we had to go to friday's to meet The Princess. That's unheard of.

Rental car

Annie got a rental today since hers probably won't be ready until Monday. I don't mind hauling her around, but I know how badly it sucks to not have your own wheels. She got a 2007 Pathfinder so now we both want one, it's a pretty fine ride.
I'm at work unfortunately, with no motivation whatsoever to actually do any work. So far I've read webcomics and blogs and played a couple of games. I think it's gonna be a long day.

I don't know where to start

It's been one of those days, I'm so fucking amused right now I can't stand myself.
Annie and I went out after work to throw darts, (I won 2 of 3 thank you) then she wanted to go to friday's for a burger since The Dive's food is apparently not up to her standards (it beats the hell outta fridays, but anyway). Since we're carpooling at the moment I said ok, I'd go there with her. Then The Dirty Old Man showed up, wanting to kick my ass in a dart game. I sent her over there while we had the showdown. (He won 2 games, that bitch.)
I get the lowdown on the way home, she was talking to The Resident Pervert, who moved down to sit beside her because he's heard talk of the goings on at the slumber party. He has been to dinner with The Widow a couple of times, trying to move in on that, she shot him down. Annie and he apparently had quite the conversation, ending with her giving him her digits (stupid, stupid bitch) and him asking can he call her tomorrow. He's called twice already (that I know of, I'm pretty sure she won't tell me if he calls again.)

Sense of humor

I seem to have lost mine, has anyone seen it? I've been calling and whistling for it for weeks now. It's kinda dark, and funny looking, and it usually goes by the name Matilda, but is sometimes known as Bullshit. Let me know if you see it. I'm kinda tired of being a bitch all the time. That's a lot of work.

Dinner and work

I really need to go to the store. Dinner was cheese and potato chips for me, I think Annie had popcorn. There is food in the house, just nothing I wanted to fool with since I made the worst potato soup in the history of the world last night. (Note to self: next time go back out and get some milk, improvisation doesn't work well.)
We threw some darts with The Princess and some of his minions after work, then came home to bitch about work and bullshit. I'm officially old since The Princesses' minions are female 20 somethings, they get on my nerves.
Work talk got me riled up, but I'm much better than I once was, you should be proud. I didn't have a stroke or throw things. Annie did inform me that she thinks The Fucktard is afraid of me, big points for that one, because he doesn't ask me for anything directly anymore, someone else passes along his request. Annie, unfortunately has to deal with him, she might get fired before I do. I'll be asking for donations if we both get unemployed, so be sure to stock up the pocketbooks kids.

Weather and such

I'm sure you'll be happy to know I didn't get blown off the face of the earth last night. Things got ugly for a bit but not really bad. The worst part of the storming was The Handsome Devil being worrisome as shit. Apparently he wanted me and Annie in the same room and had to follow whoever wasn't in the living room all night. I usually close my bedroom door but not last night, he kept knocking till I opened it just so he could come in and check on me every so often.
Annie's car got to the shop late yesterday, it will be roughly $600. The fan busted the radiator. At least the silver lining is that we didn't actually ride to work together yesterday, we would have been calling The Princess for a ride home since he works a couple of streets away.

Go Vols

Ok, like I really give a damn, but knowing Annie all these years, I've developed a bit of a soft spot for them.
Now I must go before I'm struck by lightning, literally.

Sooo not good

I broke Annie's car. I was on her end of the building, so rather than walking my lazy ass to the back to get my car, I hopped in hers and took off to get lunch. All good until I start back. The fucking fan came loose along with who knows what else. I feel like shit. Thankfully she's handling it really well. I was expecting The Wrath of Khan, instead she's like, well, better it happened here than on a trip. True, but damn.

I knew better

A co-worker's father passed away over the weekend (I know, there is entirely too much of this going around lately) and Annie and I made plans to ride to work together and go to the funeral home afterwards. Ok, this morning she says "Let's not go." I throw on jeans (knowing full well I should dress just in case) Annie just called, "I'll feel bad if we don't go." Me: "I'll go home and change after lunch and you can come pick me up so we'll only have the 1 car again." I should have just put on real clothes and rode to work with her in the first place. Someday I'll learn.

Monday

It was a busy day for me, as Monday's usually are. Everyone seems to forget everything they ever knew over the weekend. Same old story.
Annie beat my ass at darts after work, I ironed, she ironed, I'm listening to basketball I know not why....
I think I'll go to bed.

Jammin'

He's dancing in his 'Stang. I told you he's fucking adorable.

Template

I'd really like to upgrade my template, but I'm scairt. Is it gonna bite me in the ass? Will I have to rebuild? Am I just being a whiny bitch? Yeah, probably.
I'm having a crisis of conscience today, should I? Shouldn't I? I'm sooooo confused.

It finally rained

Yay! It's almost nice outside even though it looks like more rain.
I'm waiting for Annie to get ready to go throw darts. It's been a seriously lazy day around here. Lucy hung out until the last moment, she had to go home to go to work tonight. I got ready to go to work then decided I really didn't want to do that so...
Ok, I'm off to get my ass kicked.