Betty White For President

I haven't watched SNL in years. I watched tonight because she was there. Not bad. Jay-Z as a musical guest? Not so much.
Lucy and I are hanging out, I may tell you about our earlier conversations at a later time. It looks like I'm about to be busy, I see boobage over here. Night kids.

So Back To Normal, or something like that

I'm sitting outside. It was 88 today, gonna be 70 tomorrow. I guess that's where the breeze is coming from. I'm gonna freeze my ass off. Nevermind, I don't have one anymore.
Dad is fighting with the Skank on Myspace. I want to tell him to upgrade his g/f and his life and at least hit facebook, but I'm staying out of it. Lucy and Annie were both ready to jump in there and say shit to stir her up but I stopped them. Illiterate people are crazier than most, I know this. Her spelling is like a refrigerator magnet set used by a 2 yr old. It's pretty ugly.
I guess the neighbor's cats aren't fixed since there's a godawful wailing coming from next door and the dogs just ran out en masse to check it out. Dammit.
Lucy just informed me she forgot her meds. Damn, it's definitely a day.
I think I'll give up and put my ass in bed, and hope nobody is pregnant or dead in the morning.
Night kids.

Deleted Post

Yeah, I did. Wasn't the first time and probably won't be the last but it pissed me off this morning so there. I only reference it since Grannie asked, and she's one of the people I respect enough to explain myself to.
I was going to tell you about The Assholes trip to Atlanta that got cut short because their house was broken into, and the hooker/crack-ho in the bathroom at The Dive (Not the first time she's been there) and I had flowery words for all of it when it was in my head. Then I got home.
I have my moments, but on a daily basis, I'm not drinking nearly as much as I used to. That has led to some startling revelations in my life that I pretty much put out there for public consumption last night, and it wasn't the best idea I ever had. So I took the post down. It was good, and Lucy told me it was ok to put out, but in the light of day, not so much. I gave up too much of me in it. We'll now go back to our regularly scheduled bullshit. Thanks for your time.

I Refuse

Ok, things have been way stupid around here for way too long. I'm working on cutting out some of the stupid, but what I can't, I refuse to own, buy or let it live in my house. Annie will be moving tomorrow.
I'm tired of being tired and tired of being all the bad things I've been lately because Dammit, I'm Cute, And Smart, and Goshdarnit, People Like Me....

Yeah, I know. I'm not really that optimistic, but it sounded good didn't it? Got a Golden Retriever breathing all over me since he got his ears doctored and he thinks I'll save him. Will I? Maybe later, right now it's what he needs.

I'm working on my needs, hopefully everyone else will back off for a minute and let me look. Yeah, nothing pressing, other than being tired. I think I'll fix that and smoke with The Handsome Devil and take my ass to bed. I'll worry about the rest tomorrow since Tomorrow Is Another Day. Gotta love a woman named Scarlett.

I'm turning my phone off

Today is Annie's birthday. So far it's sucked as much as mine if not more. Water leak yesterday, plumber will be back tomorrow, thinks it's in the wall. Mom called earlier to tell me someone from mine and Annie's past died last night. Annie called his sister, who asked about Stepbrother, we all knew each other back in the day, geeeze. I guess I need to make sure I take a BP pill in the morning so I'm not the trifecta. It's looking like another long week.
On a happier note......yeah, I think I'll have another beer, call Lucy and put my ass in the bed since work will probably be a bitch tomorrow too. Night kids.

The Great Potato Famine of 2010

Last week I made fried potatoes for breakfast for Lucy for the first time (they weren't all that since she wouldn't let me add jalapenos, but they were ok) got the phone call about Stepbro. I made potatoes again this morning and told her, if something happened she was never getting them again. Breakfast (brunch actually) over, she left, I'd started dishwasher and suddenly there was a puddle in the floor. I ignored it as long as possible because I'm in denial and all. Finally had to confront it and Annie and I tore up the linoleum in the kitchen to find out water has been draining under there for a bit. We went to The Dive for a drink after all that. Conversation ensued. I blame everything on the taters. They're banned from breakfast.

Totally Inappropriate

I'm too tired to deal with all the other now. Funeral songs became a topic today. I told Lucy I wanted a theme.
1. I kissed a girl (Katy Perry)
2. Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover (Sophie B. Hawkins)
3. She Fucking Hates Me (Puddle of Mudd)
4. I Touch Myself (Divinyls)

Off to finish watching McClintock! and take my sorry ass to bed.
Night kids.

I'se drunk

Hello Birthday. Hello Friends. Yep, we accomplished something. I lost my bladder on the way home. I'm not sure my wallet will forive me, or you for it.
I don't think I'll tell you about it either, but anyway.
I hung out on the carpet with The Handsome Devil for a bit, he's 13 today. All these damn Tauruses in one house.
Friends bought me shots. I told them no, but they persisted.
I packed my bag when I walked in the door so I can walk out the door tomorrow.
I'd rather do a million things on my birthday rather than what I have to do. The fact that contracting gonorrhea is high on that list makes me wonder about me.
I'm expecting really ugly, I hope I'm wrong. I never wanted a weekend to be over so fast in my life.
Going to call Lucy and take my ass to bed. Ok, maybe I'll call Lucy FROM bed. Night kids.

Ain't Had TIme For Anything

I'm slacking everywhere lately. Work is kicking my ass along with all the other. I've actually had civilized conversations with my Mom lately because she got off the Guilt Monkey for a bit. She's just getting visits from Crazy Monkey lately, that I can relate to. He occupies most of my life.
I worked today, Boss was giving me shit about not coming around to see him, told him I'd been hiding. We pretty much left it at that since he didn't want to ask about Stepbro and I didn't want to ask about his wife (she's in chemo). He did tell me other boss will be in tomorrow, yay, more work for me. Other boss just lost his Dad so more avoidance is necessary. It's just not a good place right now.
I'm going to put my ass in bed so I can be a bit less grouchy than usual in the morning. Yeah, mornings just piss me off because they are. Later kids.

The Dog Wants To Go Smoke

so I'll keep this simple.
I took today off because the weekend caught up with me. I was exhausted and bummed out all day yesterday. I've also apparently turned into a lightweight, 7 beers and I'm gone.
I slept in, a lot, got a haircut, did some stuff around the house and cooked dinner. Thanks for the frozen spaghetti sauce Lucy:)
I hit The Dive for a bit while waiting for Annie to get home, got my ass kicked at darts and did some ironing after dinner. All good. Talked to Mom, arrangements are done and I'll let you know how that goes, it's not until friday so I'm birthday partying on Thursday. Dog is tugging at my leg, gotta go before he decides to pee on it.
Night kids.

Well, Here We Go

I went to Nashville last night to see Aretha since I'd had those tickets for months, and months, and months. I felt bad about it, but she got me over it. Hello, it was Aretha.
Great show, too short, but great show.

Mom put Jesus on a guilt trip before I left. We both got over it.

I've lost my train. I drove to Nashville and back last night, didn't really sleep, and I'm trying to lay an egg since that's all I've eaten today.

I'll get back to ya.

Perspective

Ok, found some of that unfortunately.
Mom called this afternoon wanting to know street name for my hospital. Stepbrother got shot, told her how to get here and got ready to go meet them. Stepbrother and I were close for a little while in our teens, after that I never had much use for him. Given his lifestyle choices I wasn't really surprised at the news, but it still sucks. He didn't make it.
Even though he wasn't a favorite person, I feel horrible for Stepdad and Stepsis, he was theirs flaws and all. I don't know his Mom, but feel for her too. She is driving in from up north because she couldn't get a flight because of the weather, she was on the road when she got the news so I know that's really going to be a long ride for her.
The person responsible is in custody but that's still not much for the ones who loved him.
Thankfully Lucy was with me, we just got home a little while ago after driving Mom and Stepdad most of the way home. Mom said she could take over if we got her so far, so we turned around and came back home, it's been a long afternoon and evening.
Going to have another beer and put my ass in bed. Night kids.

I'm bitching about work

I'm telling Lucy about my week, which sucked sweaty donkey balls filled with syphillis in case you care.
My tits got sweaty lying against my belly and that just really pissed me off. I'll never go braless again. Damn humidity, and idiocy, and Yay, got a Milky Way.

I'm really tired of this week

Yesterday was Mom's birthday. I finally sent her a text last night because I couldn't call all day since I was dealing with work shit and they were calling my cell. After work, other shit went on so I was still busy and couldn't call. Lucy said Mom called her to make sure I was still alive because I never forget, she got my text while on the phone with her so I got covered. I still haven't talked to Babysis, not looking forward to that one because that bitch can hold a grudge even better than I can. I'll get around to it.

I think I need to start taking drugs. Half a valium and a few beers, I feel like a new woman. Yes, it's been that kind of week.

I should probably take my ass to bed so I can get up in the morning. Night kids.

No, I'ts Not DT's

There are elephants in my rooms. No, they're not pink, and no I can't talk about them. I'ts pissing me the fuck off too.
I'm sitting outside because there's no room in the house anymore.

What I can say......Shit has happened that has led me to not drink so much. Notice I didn't say I quit, but I quit getting stupid on a regular basis. And no, it really has nothing to do with me. It just is.

Recent events made me want to go out and get shitfaced tonight just because I could. I didn't. I went out, finished my book had a few beers, came home and started mowing the yard until it was too dark to see because I push, not ride. Now I'm sitting outside trying to blog because Annie is getting ready for a yardsale and we can't both be doing shit at the same time.

Memory Lane

Letters and Stories and Bills Oh MY.
I saved shit for whatever reason. I had paystubs from 2000, not sure how in the hell I made it on what I made then, but there ya go. Cards from Mom and Babysis from the same time. A notebook was the highlight of the evening, it detailed my adventures in being suddenly single and on my own for the first time. That's about the time I met Brooklyn who was also in a much different place. I kept the notebook and the cards and burned pretty much everything else. The notebook is a good thing, I actually smiled my way through most of it because of my stupidity back then, and the stories I tried to write that may or may not have gotten finished.
Sometimes I really miss those days, broke, living in a 1 bedroom, fat, but dammit I was getting laid. Yeah, don't miss it all that much now that I mention it.
I guess that's what memories are for, keep the good, trash the bad, and learn from all of it. I'm trying.

It's a Miracle I'm Not on Fire

Short version of Tuesday.
Working away, all good. Internet goes POOF! with no warning. Go check things out, reset all, accidentally set off burglar and fire alarms, WOOHOO! Turns out somebody did something stupid and knocked out everything within a couple of miles.
Watch other people twiddle thumbs for 3 hours because I have shit to do that doesn't require e-mail, phone, or internet (SHOCK) and smoke a lot in between.
Finally get all of the above back which creates more work for me because now I can actually communicate with people dammit.
Leave at 5, things seemingly calm.
Come home change clothes and look at yard, daring it to mow itself. It didn't. Neither did I.
Met Annie for a game of darts, came home and started doing some serious housecleaning because she wants to have a yard sale. I just need to clean my room, I seem to think I'm still 16.
Took a walk down Memory Lane with some of the shit I found in the bottom of my closet while I burned most of it. (So much for not mowing yard, head will be full of shit again tomorrow.) Will tell you about that later, it deserves it's own post.
Gave up, tired, gotta take care of business and start all over again tomorrow.
Night kids.

I Really Hate Mondays

I woke up at 6:15, thought about going to work early, decided fuck it and snoozed till a bit after 7. I started getting phone calls before I left the driveway. "So and So says they can't get on the internet, Such and Such says she can't log into the server, Mutt and Jeff don't have e-mail." Yeah, tell them I'm hurrying as fast as I can. Glad I didn't really take today off, I would have been really pissed if I had plans and had to show up before I could go anywhere. That'll teach me to blow off going to work for some ribs on Saturday and catfish on Sunday. Battery backup went out on my switches was the problem. Apparently everyone knows about the closet but can't be bothered to open the door to see if something's up. Ok, my job, I know, but still.
Anyway, the rest of the day was still busy at least I got over being stupid long enough to actually accomplish some of my projects. Came home to mow the yard and never talked myself into it since I'd been drowning all day anyway. Hopefully will rain tonight or tomorrow and wash some of this shit away. Now I'm going to see what's up with Lucy and put my ass to bed since who knows what tomorrow will bring.
Night kids.

Catfish and stuff

Annie and I went to The Asshole's house this afternoon for catfish. Mr. Asshole was out golfing so the wife invited us over to entertain her. It was good.

I'm sucking at blogging and everything else lately. I'm blaming it on brain cells being pollen polluted, the shit is everywhere.

Going to bed, I'll catch up for real later. Night kids.

Hallelujah!

I've been a good girl and haven't whined about the fact that I lost my rock a few months ago. I gave up on it actually since it usually shows back up in a day or so. I figured it was lost forever. Annie found it tonight while cleaning up the Utility Room. It's the start of a new era I think.
Things have been fucked around here recently in case you couldn't tell.
Things got worked out emotionally between yesterday and today, we'll see how everything else goes now.
I'm smiling for a change, think I'll challenge Lucy to something Wii related and take her to bed. My ass is tired.

Ok, so now bowling, and my intestines are trying to decide if lasagna was a good lunch choice. Jury is out, but I'm betting they'll convict. Damn egplant anyway.

I'm Good Thanks

I've pissed off Mom, Babysis and probably everyone else in my universe. Yay Me.
Mom called this morning and got the edited version of last night which meant no vehicle to haul shitloads of people. Called her tonight to verify the fact that I wasn't going and Babysis got involved. Told them I loved them and hung up.
I'm shit.

Lucy got part of my shit today, sorry Lucy.

I'm tired, I didn't sleep last night, haven't slept much in days actually. Might have something to do with the sitting around crying like a girl thing I've been doing. I'll make a Dr. Appt. soon because this is bullshit.

Do guys only have testoserone and that's it? Maybe that's why they never grow up? I swear every man I've ever met thinks he's Peter Pan with a special wand. Assholes.

Yes, I am mad about that. I'm going to bed now. Night kids.
PS, I gave up on ruining a life, she's doing a fine job on her own.

I have nothing of substance

Everytime I try to write I get cockblocked by the things I can't say and it's pissing me off so I should probably just go to sleep.
Sleep, yeah, apparently I'm missing some of that lately too.

Should I ruin someone's life just because I'm mean and vindictive and they deserve it, or should I leave it alone? Thoughts?

Who's joke is this?

Lucy and I were discussing periods and who designed women to have one. It had to be a woman because a guy wouldn't want to miss out on a week of nookie. Bitch has a wicked sense of humor I tell ya. Lucy mentioned hormones, "If the choices are killing someone or cancer, I'll take cancer." I told her they both ended in semi-private rooms but I concur.
I think I just had one of these not long ago, but it explains the headache from hell I've had and the fact that I've been a 15 yr old bullied Goth kid for several days. I've either cried or wanted to kill someone since Saturday. Ok, funeral Saturday might have something to do with it too, but yesterday was just awful.
I'm off to bed before 1 am for a change, yay me. Night kids.

It was a Manic Monday

I was busier than usual at work, almost had to kill someone. I managed to restrain myself. I came home and did shit, went to The Dive to unwind and all hell broke loose. Soul Friend showed up, messed up, apparently the girl he was gonna propose to dumped him. I listened and hurt for him, then he got stupid and almost humped my leg before leaving to do something else. I tried to take him home, but that wasn't working, I hope he's ok. He told me what a wonderful person I am. We love each other, but I ain't all that. I listened to him, he listens to me, it works.

Married Man showed up, and rounded up some 12 yr olds to throw darts with. Nice guys, we kicked the shit outta them a few times.
Annie finally showed up, that didn't last too long. I finally got home and there's other drama Annie had to go deal with so here I am. Think I'll take a Tylenol PM and take my ass to bed. Too much drama for this Mama.
Night kids.

It's Almost Unbelievable

I did laundry today, and all my socks matched up. I know, that never happens.
I also broke my rose colored glasses. Don't you hate it when that happens? I had to listen to the song just for the memory. It's
here.

I'm hanging up my darts

I came home Friday, packed a bag to get outta town and Lucy and I met Ms. Sweet at The Dive. This was on my table.

Lucy started to yell at me and I told her no, Ms. Sweet did that all on her own (because I'm slipping and didn't think of it) I'm the blue one:) I'm giving them the bird in my tinfoil hat.

They kicked my ass 4 games in a row. Gnome2 was dancing as she kept adding up points on me, I couldn't hit shit.
Finally, Lucy and I took off for Armpit, picked up some chicken, got there late, but we visited with Babysis, got some sleep and started today way too early.
Lucy hung out with Spawn while Mom, Stepdad and I went to the funeral home. Spawn made my day when he told me I was pretty after I got dressed.
I hung around for the service with Dad, saw people I usually only see at these kinds of things and went back to Mom's for dinner.
Lucy and I get home and hit The Dive for a few to relax because we're both tired. She beat me 2 games all by herself. This was my reaction to that.

So, I guess I need to find a new hobby. Or get my ass off my shoulders and say I'm having a bad week and I'll take care of business this Friday. Yeah, that sounds more like it.

It's Thursday I think

I was cleaning out the Jeep to go to the shop this morning, in the rain. Umnbrella and box of books = dry books, wet back. Dumbassery = book in one hand, Diet Sundrop in the other, Sundrop all over right boob.
That was just the start.
Thankfully it was a good shirt so I didn't look like a total tool while I was checking Jeep into Rehab for the day. Jeep came out refreshed, I came out broke.
Got multiple calls from Mom today, I have a new great-step-neice on Step Dad's side and a cousin died on Dad's side. Dad was a bit late with the news, but Mom has more time on her hands to keep track of people than he does.
I wasn't really planning a weekend at home this weekend, but looks like I'll be there. He was older than me growing up so we didn't hang out much then, got to know him after I got older, he looked like Elvis in the 70's. Must have been because he got his Mom's black hair.
Kinda a benchmark, first cousin to pass. We expect Aunts and Uncles, Grandparents are gone. Dammit. Now we're all fair game for the reaper.
Think I'll check out Wii Fit and take my ass to bed. Night kids.

Ass whipped without pants

Ok, everybody breathe. I'm a tired bitch. Not as bad as yesterday, but still. Perv boss did notice my non-existent ass in my tight pants today so I'm all good.
Other boss got a new toy, and I didn't order it in hot pink even tho I was tempted. He says he didn't know he did that to Emogene so I'll forgive him this time.
I have the headache from hell so I think I'll do something unprecedented and take my ass to bed.
Night kids.

Today whipped my ass, but I got new pants

I woke up way too early, then snoozed way too late. I hit the ground running when I got to work because next door had a major problem. (Next door is actually another company, but we depend on them for a lot of our product so off I go.)
The real boss called wanting me in a meeting, I'm sweaty, dishelved and a bit pissed off, but there I go. We got shit done. He's looking at a new laptop for himself and wants to play with mine. I tell him fine, I'm busy for a bit, I'll bring it to you. I cleaned up a couple of things, including the resume I sent off yesterday just because and let him have it.
I got back to the job at hand, wound up untucked and with ink on my ass before it was all over but they could work so yay!
Picked up Emogene from boss, yes he liked so I should order him a clone, except smaller, he travels more than I do. All good. Before that I ran into him and Annie and they asked about my time at the other place, told them 5 hrs and a pair of pants. I was kidding about the pants. They're billing the other people for my 5 at over twice what I make, and I got email from the owner telling me to bring him a receipt. Dumbasses. I told him no, but hey, I'll go get something that fits.
Other thing was after I got Emogene back I had to go replace something for someone else so I just docked her and left, Boss left IE up so I didn't pay any attention. Something else turned into a few something elses, finally back to my office, ran a report for someone else.......opened my desktop to save it to her folder and HOLY FUCKING SHIT, it was Hot Pink. I will be having words with Boss in the morning.

Happy Easter

I got in just under the wire, it's not midnight yet.

Brain Dead Kinda Day

Lucy and I hung out and vegged most of the day, it was good. We're both in awe of Annie's eating skills. She only came out of her cave to forage for food so we saw quite a bit of her actually.
I cooked breakfast because I woke up from dreaming about a buffet (at some nightmare hospital I've dreamed about before so let's not even go there again) but it was 10:00 so too late to really do anything about that.
I was planning a grocery store trip, mostly because I needed to replace bacon I borrowed from Lucy for breakfast, and the dogs needed food too so..... Lucy volunteered to go to the store, dropped me at The Dive so I could read and took the expanded list since I told Annie I was going. Bitch is specific about what she wants when she won't go for herself, but at least she paid for it.
The Princess sends me a text, he meets me at The Dive, we talked, he's drunk at 4pm, thankfully he left not long after.
Lucy and I get home and start dinner, Annie has already had a couple of yogurts since Lucy left the house, opened the bag of pre-sliced apples since she's too fucking lazy to cut her own (by cutting the bag open instead of unzipping) and during the hour we were waiting for potatoes and stuff before throwing the steaks on the grill, another yogurt, at least one handful of apple slices and a quarter of a bag of potato chips. Then she actually ate dinner and had seconds. Usually after all that she has a bite or 2 of real food and is done. I'm impressed. Lucy is making brownies now, I expect the middle to be gone by morning.
She must have metabolism from hell because even tho she's a bit overweight, she's not anywhere near obese. If I ate like she does, you'd need a crane to get me outta bed.
Update, she just came through with more yogurt and apples headed back to her room, apparently waiting for brownies to be done. I'm unbuttoning my pants and sitting here moaning and not in a good way, from steak, taters, and green beans. Think I might waddle out for a smoke and call it a night.
Later kids.

Fools to the left of me, Jokers to the right....

Ummm, yeah. Mom got me and everyone else in my hemisphere early this morning. We won't go there, I'm putting off talking to Lucy because she actually threatened to kill Mom, TO HER EAR, and it made Mom's day so.
I went to work after the phone shut up, did I mention it was early? It wasn't horrible for a day, I was busy. Had lunch with Mom 4 (Shhh, won't tell her I call her that since track record isn't great on those) Her birthday is Sunday, not that we need an excuse, Annie and Blondie and I try to have lunch with her at least every couple of months.
Went to The Dive and everybody was out, including The Princess, I haven't seen him in forever. Kicked his ass a few games of darts and home to Wii Fit and such. I stopped before I hurt myself since I haven't done a whole lot lately, but I had a good stretch.
Glad tomorrow is Friday, my days have been screwed up all week so I'll be happy to see this one end.
Yeah, ok, off to hear Lucy scream "CAN YOU BELIEVE WHAT YOUR MOTHER DID TO ME?????" Cuz, yeah, those will be her first words. Have good thoughts for my eardrums kids.
Later.
**UPDATE** Since enquiring minds want to know, or you're a bunch of nosey fuckers. At 6:30 in the morning she called me. I was actually third on the list, she got Stepdad and Babysis before she got around to me. The roof has been leaking for awhile, she actually mentioned it last time I was down there. Yesterday morning a large portion of the ceiling fell into the living room floor. That was the core of it, she tailored the rest for individual needs, like could I help Stepdad with cleanup and fixing the roof since it's supposed to rain this weekend, she asked Lucy to babysist Spawn while we did other stuff and she was just a nervous wreck etc. We all bought it and she called back later in the day to gloat some more. She's good.

Killer Kitty

I ran into a friend at The Dive tonight. He told me this story.
He came home one night, undressing on his way into his bedroom, saw his cat's toys lying around. One of them moved. He shrieked (screamed like a girl) and jumped into his bathroom, closing the door.
After a bit he looked out, called his cat and she came running to save the day. He pointed out the obvious (by now) mouse and she kicked it's ass all the way into the living room while he cowered in the shower.
Pussy.
Heh. He said he came out after the fight, she was sitting in the living room, dead mouse at her feet, looking at him like "What?" Kitties are cool.

No, it wasn't The Princess, this was a straight guy. That makes it even better.

Today was productive

I got up, headed to the shower, said fuck it, called in and went back to bed. I lounged around for awhile trying to decide whether or not to get up before finally falling back to sleep. It was good.
Yard got mowed, Jeep got a quickie bath and an oil change, things that really needed to be done.
I cleaned up and went to visitation for the Barfly, holy shit that place was packed. I got in line but there was no way that was gonna finish up before the service and even tho I liked the guy, I just really don't do those unless I have to so I left.
Got some new eyes since my only blue ones are falling apart from forgetting to take them out of my pocket when I play with Spawn.

I like them so piss on everyone telling me I look like Dame Edna. Hit the bookstore for some new reading material and got to The Dive way earlier than usual. I don't really fit in with the afternoon crowd, bartender gave me money to play the jukebox so she didn't have to listen to them. That was cool. Debated food for the longest time, came home and made some tuna salad with whole grain noodles and tomato, put that away for Annie and ate a fried egg sandwich and potato chips. Yum.
The Good Wife is on, it's a re-run but apparently I missed it first time so I'll do that, talk to Lucy and take my ass to bed since who knows what tomorrow will be like, but it was nice to have a day to myself. Later kids.

Barflies are dropping like.......well flies

Got a text from All Time Favorite Bartender about a Friday's regular. Dammit. He and I weren't great friends or anything, but we'd see each other pretty much every day and say hello, he had beautiful eyes.
Back in the day when I drank way more than I do now, I know, hard to imagine, but I'm tame compared to 10 yrs ago.
We ran in the same circles party-wise too. He kicked my ass at pool one night when my partner was too drunk to shoot and I couldn't afford to lose that 20 bucks. Oh well, pay up and sack up. He bought me a drink the next time I saw him.

I'll catch up on everything else later because Damn, it was Monday.
Later kids.

I Don't Know Why Everyone Hates These

I think they're kinda cute, and they matched my shirt so there.

This Just In

Barbara Bush hospitalized for not feeling well. She's 84. Damn, I wish I had waited until I was that age to feel bad. Makes my feeling like shit today kinda irrelevent doesn't it?

For Real?

Grannie sent me an award, I was thinking when she told me about it that the Asshole of The Year Awards aren't until November so I was quite surprised to see this. I like to think she's reliving her youthful indiscretions through me without the good music and drugs. I hope to grow up just like her.

Here are the rules:
1. Place the award on your blog or within your post.
2. Pass the award on to 12 Sunny Bloggers -- those whose positivity and creativity inspire others!
3. Link to the nominees in your post.
4. Tell the nominees they've received the award by commenting on their blogs.
5. Share the love and link to the person from whom you received the award.

I'm not good on the passing along stuff, but here you go.

Lucy because she makes me laugh on a regular basis.

YM because she's an inspiration every day.

Brooklyn because she's been around long before I was blogging, and I love her stories.

I really can't think of anyone else, Grannie would be tops, and Pissy second, but they're accounted for.

I'm also rather brain dead from a good dinner that is either giving me indigestion from hell or a heart attack. We'll hope for the former while I kick Lucy's ass at bowling. Night kids.

Damn Owls

Lucy can't be bothered with me now since she has Owls to watch.
We did Gnome night again.
Lucy asked if I was letting them win. I told her no, I was used to playing with myself, I was just holding out for the threesome tonight.
I guess I'm sleeping on the couch.

33%

I've been practicing my darts lately since I have some time on my hands and all. Ok, not really so much time, but I'm usually at The Dive by myself lately so after I get tired of reading, I throw darts. By myself. Shut up, I've always been an eccentric old lady, I'm just now getting to the old part. I've noticed a trend, I can hit what I aim at twice and then who knows?
This is where I'm supposed to make a crappy comparison to life and all, but yeah, fuck that. I fail at that at least 75% so not even worth bullshitting about.
I need to sleep. Night kids.

Responsible Pants and Death

I put on the seriously responisible pants this morning. They're black and a bit snug, but at least I wasn't hanging over anywhere so that's good.
I got on the Wii Fit board when I got home this evening to find out it's been 119 days since I visited, but I've lost 12 lbs. Fuck you Wii fit.
Ok, so I did a couple of things, now my legs and ass are mad. I hate it when my ass is mad at me, it's saggy, but pissy when poked. Hopefully we'll make up soon and it'll look good again in my responsible pants, but I doubt it.

There's been way too much talk of death in my life the last few days. Mom caught me way off guard last night about Granny and Middlesis. Lucy's mom's deathaversary was yesterday, The Assholes dog died Monday, I have a cousin with lung cancer whose brother was just diagnosed with esophagal cancer and he's not doing well at all.
Not good.

I think I'll go talk to Lucy and take my ass to bed. I've had enough for one night. My ass is still bitching at me.

Yay, it's a new post

It's been a week and it's only Tuesday. Ok, Wednesday now which means I should be in bed. Actually I think I'll just head there, nothing good is going to come of this. Night kids.

Dad Spoils Us and More Fun

Lucy mentioned fire in an e-mail to Dad the other day. We wheeled in around 9 and there was a nice blaze in the firepit. Should have picked up hotdogs instead of chicken, but there ya go.
The gnomes beat up on me at The Dive before we left town Friday night so of course a re-match is already in the works for next week.
Dad gave up on us around midnight, Lucy and I stayed up until all the wood was burned, probably somewhere around 2. I hit the bed and didn't move until 8:30 or so. I then proceeded to stay there some more until Lucy and Dad showed up with my breakfast tray around 10, life was good. Of course that was a joke, but it was funny. Dad even picked some daffodils to put on the tray for me.
We hung out the rest of the day with him and his phone stalker. She was calling about every 15 minutes. Bitch. Still managed to have a good time. He's almost perfected fried pies. Homemade dough this time, we had peach and chocolate. He made them, I cooked them. I haven't eaten so much sugar in I'm not sure when.
Actually I've eaten more of anything this weekend than I have in I'm not sure when.

We finally left Dad's house Saturday afternoon and Mom had ham, white beans, potatoes, corn and cornbread. I've also eaten more of my share of salt this weekend since I can't stay away from some ham. We Wii bowled a few games, Mom got the first, I got the rest. Poor Lucy. Mom kicked my ass at some Wii pool and off to Spawn's house for the night where he crashed hard not long after we got him home. Babysis had to work this morning so she couldn't stay up too late with us either. We managed. Lucy and Spawn watched movies while I got to sleep in yet again YAY! He did come in and turn the light on to try to entice me to get up, but at least he didn't punch me this time. Moved on to make more cornbread and heat up leftovers for the 'rents when they got home from church, timing was almost perfect. Ate some more, hung out a bit and time to come home. It was a great weekend.
Tomorrow it's work again dammit. Oh well, enjoyed it while it lasted.

So.....almost TGIF

I went to The Dive last night to throw some darts, had regular beer instead of the green variety and kicked some ass for a bit. Then I apparently hit the downhill side of things and couldn't win a game to save my life. Time to come home. I talked to several people, Mom being one of them. I don't remember telling her I'd meet her for lunch today, but she says I did. Of course, she could tell me that just for the hell of it because she's like that anyway.
I was late to work because I had stuff to do this morning, then got slammed when I got there. Nothing new. Threw a few darts this afternoon and brought my ass home yet again, got reading to do ya know.
Bag is packed to head out to Dad's tomorrow night after throwing darts with the gnomes. Supposed to be 70 Saturday, so I may actually be a happy camper.
Y'all have a good weekend, I'm going to finish my book and take my ass to bed after Lucy calls.

Crack Stop

I stopped at the Crackstop yesterday on my way to The Dive for smokes. Strange people and locksmiths were there. I went on my way.
Stopped back by on my way home, Strange people were still there along with my buddy who immediately adds smokes to my order when I get the the counter. I said "What the hell?" Buddy said the store had new owners. Guy who sold me smokes earlier was asking what I thought. Told him I'd let him know in a month. Buddy was telling him to be nice to me. I'm there every day. I can't believe nobody told me, assholes.
Damn, I may have to quit smoking.
No poo and no smokes all in the same day. I'm not sure I'll get through the night.

Cleaning the backlog

Sunday at The Dive.
I had some stuff to do, got there a bit late for my usual Sunday reading and quiet time. Mrs. Asshole and her friend were sitting at my table. Told Mrs. Asshole I was going to start charging her rent since she and the Mr. were there Saturday when I showed up. They insisted I join them so there went my reading. Instead we talked about shit. Literally.
I decided then and there this will be the last poo post I ever make because damn. I really didn't need to hear about shitting the bed incidents. Apparently that has happened to both of them. I didn't even share the story about shitting my pants on the way home from a dinner party because I was that grossed out. So, we are now a shit free zone. There will probably still be occasional bullshit, but I won't bore you with my bowel movements anymore. I'm sure I'll hear a collective sigh of relief over that one.
I'm going to see if I can track Lucy down so I can take my ass to bed since I need to be there early to put the hamster on the wheel. It threw the whole day off when I showed up on time instead of early today so... Which reminds me, something I need to do from here before I forget. Night kids.

I have a backlog

There are posts waiting to be written......since I'm wearing my responsible pants lately I've been busy. So I'll just get to the latest one first.

Music
Annie was bitching recently about my choice of late night listening. "It's all sad crap about missing somebody."
I beg to differ, it's music I enjoy for whatever reason. Usually it's voice, but sometimes it's related to what I'm thinking or doing. I actually have very few songs I associate with people, and I've never sat on the couch with a tub of Ben and Jerry's listening to Eric Carmen, so there.
I was listening to Maria Mckee earlier while I ironed since I re-re-discovered her while looking for Beth Hart........as I was singing along I got what she meant.
Since she's not a big music person, she probably doesn't get it. (She prefers Madonna and Lady Gaga to anything I have.)
I like a good voice, something other than repetitive lyrics. I don't care what the song is about, I was singing and ironing everything I owned earlier. Yeah, most of her songs are about loss, or love or whatever, but the music was good, lyrics were good. Glad Lucy wasn't here to tape me dancing at the ironing board.
Now going to talk to Lucy about that spell check......

Lucy's blog

Lucy asked me if I cared if she started a blog. I said no. Now she's asking why I'm bitching. I've just spent an hour trying to help her set up her shit.
"But you said you didn't care."
"I don't, you missed the point of I don't care."
"Bitch."
"Ms. Bitch to you, wanna go to bed?."
"Yep."
Night kids, and happy daylight savings time.

A Parody

I was hanging out with Babysis the week before she had Spawn. Brick House came on the radio. This is kinda what it looked like. She was cleaning off her kitchen counter. I should have had a towel in my hand.

It's Friday!!!

I was home at 7:00. Big night for me. Band was at The Dive, The Gnomes managed to beat me in darts before I left (Lucy and Ms. Sweet) and I only get one turn a round. Cheaters. We'll have a re-match next week.
Other than that, Friday was pretty much useless.
Lucy brought me turnip greens and fried chicken for dinner along with a bunch of other stuff. She says I haven't had enough veggies lately. Potato wedges are veggies dammit. I did have broccoli today, she'll regret that later heh.
Going to watch Dreamgirls and take my ass to bed early for a change. It's been a long ass week. Night kids.

Don't Hate

Those pounds I told you I gained? I lost them and then some. I was in the bathroom at The Dive after I untucked my shirt and realized I looked like I was wearing my older brother's clothes.
I'm not a size 2 by any means, and if I'd give up the beer I'd drop another 20 quickly. Beer has been pretty much my only sustenance lately, which might explain the liquid fire shooting outta my ass on a daily basis. Hops ya know. Fiber.
I know, and I'm not complaining, Lucy is.
Sorry for the TMI, I need to sleep now since I need to be at work early tomorrow. Damn job. I just wanna bang on my drums all day.

For Pissy

I like it much better, less mousse this way.

GOT MY HAIRS CUT!!!!!

I told the boss I came in early, I'm leaving early unless you have a problem with that, because I'm tired of looking at me and I'm pretty sure you are too. He laughed.
FUCK, I missed The Good Wife because I was on the phone for what seems like 12 hours.
Mom and I are good again. I should probably call babysis to make sure, but it's late for her so, no.
I think it's music time, there's nothing on tv, I have clothes for tomorrow. I'll have to iron tomorrow because that's the bottom of the barrel. Damn.
Need to talk to Lucy, she should be back around soon.
Night kids.

I Was On a Mission From Gahd

Ok, not really, but I was going to Bumfuct, Egypt to take care of some business, so close enough.
Traffic was a bitch, I finally get to my turn that I know and see a "Road Closed" sign. You're kidding right? Get back in traffic thanks to the nice person behind me who saw the big "L" tattoo on my forehead. Go up a bit and turn off again. Into nothing. Dammit. Yes, I made a U-ey, and went back down the road to do another one so the people I was in traffic with earlier wouldn't see me again.
Finally found another road that would get me to where I was going. Obviously I haven't been out this way in years, it was all trees last time I was here. Now there are businesses and lights and shit. Tried to turn at the wrong light. Shit. Had to get back over and go down another street until I found where I was supposed to be. An hour and a half later I'm finally back to where I'm comfortable and stopped at The Dive even tho that wasn't in this evening's plans. Had a couple of beers and came home where all the energy I was going to expend on housecleaning had already been used up.
I am loving Monkeewrench by P.J. Tracy, I had to make myself put it down and come home from The Dive because I had plans at that moment.
Now, taking my ass to bed so maybe I can go to work early tomorrow. I need to leave early because I'm looking like a fuzzy brown Q-tip. I'm way past due for a haircut.
Lucy didn't like the visual I gave her about that, so I now have permission to cut my curls off. Night kids, and I'll call Mom tomorrow just so you know.

Instead of a Comment on the last post

Thanks, Granny. You made me cry again. You too Pissy, granny just got there first.
I didn't mean to come across so harsh on Mom (I guess that's the word I want), it was just cool Dad said what he said. Mom loves me and I love her and that's all good, just sometimes (especially since she's retired and has nothing better to do) she expects more hoop jumping than usual. Lately just hasn't been the time for her to be that way. Poor Lucy gets most of it since if I don't call Mom, she calls Lucy to bitch. She doesn't seem to realize I have a phone too and instead of waiting for me to call, she could initiate.
Dad and I have had a tumultous to almost non-existent relationship most of my life. It's good to finally get to bond with him. The last year and a half since Stepmom died, we've talked a lot, and spent time together, and it's been good. It wasn't Stepmom's fault we didn't before, I was actually closer to her than I was him, so losing her I guess gave us something more in common.
Anyway, thanks again, and it'll be ok. Mom should be out of her snit in a couple of days, I'll call and we'll get over it. Until then, Poor Lucy.

Well Saturday was wasted

I didn't get a haircut, I pretty much didn't get anything done, but it was ok. We went to breakfast with The Princess, then messed around the house. Got a reply to an e-mail I sent Dad last night about being busy and stuff and shit going on, letting him know I'd need a weekend at Dad's retreat before long. It made me cry. Lucy immediately jumped on the computer and told him how proud she was that he turned me into a blubbering pussy. She also thanked him for being the cool parent, all he said was he was there if I needed him. Then she told me about the conversation with Mom yesterday....then I had to go have a drink. Mom can't be pleased.
Does anybody know what it is about being a mom that makes your adult child the recipient of all your wrath no matter what you do? I'm a good kid, but no matter what she finds fault. That's what made Dad's e-mail so cool.
Gonna find something to watch and head to bed. Night kids.

Free For All Friday

It's been a stupid week. Damn full moon leftovers.
White Rabbit is playing, I'm trying to convince Lucy that Alice was into drugs. She insists on clinging to her belief that Alice was misled. Poor girl.
I think I should make her take me out for HASHBROWNS as punishment for being naive.
I seriously need a haircut, my curls have grown curls dammit. I should find time for this tomorrow somewhere, I hope. Shit.

My Stalker Showed Up

I kicked her ass at darts a couple of times. We talked a bit after that. She's actually getting out of the house and doing things, good for her. Lucy just wishes she'd do things somewhere else. It's cute Lucy is jealous. Course, I was cute today so....

Ok, I'm making myself sick with that shit.

Where were these people when I hated my job?
I have an offer, or 2 for real jobs suddenly. I guess it's the khakis.

The Weather Sucks

I woke up at 5 this morning and decided it wasn't worth it. Still awake at 6, nope, went back to sleep. Showered dressed, on my way to work, and woke up. Dammit, I hate it when that happens.
I got up and did it all over again at 7 and opened the door to a blizzard. That lump in the front yard was my Jeep. Dammit again. I shushed my way down the mountain, occasinally screaming "Mush" just because.
By lunch it was pretty much gone.
All home and toasty now, hoping for a non-repeat tomorrow. I'd like to sleep until 7 before doing any showering thank you very much.
Supposed to be 40-something tomorrow anyway. Damn weather.

Sunday at The Dive with Canadians

I went to The Dive to read for a bit this afternoon and they were unnaturally busy. I actually had to sit in a booth. Hockey. I haven't paid much attention to the Olympics obviously. It was cool, people were actually jumping up and down when we scored to go into overtime. I watched off and on.
There was a table wearing Canadian jerseys, and one guy draped in a Canadian flag, it was cool. They were sitting with the bartender's husband who is from the country, and a former hockey player. He doesn't show up often so it was a big day. He was cheering for us btw. (Ok, that's the official story, but I doubt it.)
Best team won.
All done. Glad that shit is over so things can get back to normal.
I'm taking my ass to bed now since I have to work tomorrow. Night kids.

Lucy Fucked Up a Memory for all of us

Peanuts in coke. Apparently peanuts in Diet Coke aren't the same. Dammit.

Chivalry is NOT dead

My Nephew was bitten in a bitter argument over an older woman the other day. He was holding a seat for her when the Beast refused to leave it vacant for her. Spawn, being the gallant gentleman he is, punched the kid for taking over the space alloted to the nymph.
The 3 yr olds tussled, Spawn was bitten after many blows were thrown and the 4 yr old showed up and told them they were both assholes and went to sit with a 5 yr old.
That'll teach 'em.

It's the Second Time

Lucy left me at The Dive with every mentally challenged person in the Universe. In this case Mentally Challenged = Dumbass Drunk Poopyhead in tinfoil hats.
I was sitting on the curb when she finally showed back up. Thankfully it was above freezing this time.

I came home this morning to pick up Annie's phone for her because I really didn't want to be at work anyway, time away was good. I'm leaving and run into Moses on my front porch. For real, his name was Moses, and he wanted to give me some religious literature. I was nice and took it, amused at the subject matter for reasons of my own. If he comes back Sunday I'll ask him if my atheist ass can marry a female catholic in his church anytime soon.

It was actually a productive day. I'm quoting Forrest Gump to Lucy now, and she's not happy and I'll be sleeping soon since I'm full of good pizza and beer.
Night kids.

Mom Was Calling

So my phone said. It was Spawn telling me he'd lost his baseball. Mom found him and her phone and asked what was up. I told her he called me. I don't think she believed me, but yes he did. I'm so proud. He's already a covert operative in the "Don't Let Mom Know Army."
I'm going to buy condoms for him now.

I had a weekend

Lucy and I left town Friday night after throwing some darts with Ms. Sweet and assorted other idjits, picked up some chicken and headed to Dad's. It was good.
Dad can deal with me after a few beers, he's usually had a toddy or two by the time I show up, so it's all good. We hung out, spent Saturday with him and had a great time. He and Lucy gave me shit for sleeping until breakfast was ready, but come on? He didn't need any help, she was just comic relief until things were done.

Late Saturday was Spawn time. Oh yeah, Mom, Stepdad and Babysis were there too. We took Spawn home after some good food and visiting and he and I played in his shop while Lucy and Babysis actually got to watch a movie.
Babysat this morning while everyone was off doing their thing, and I'm tired. Lucy is probably more tired since I made her hang with him while I slept in.

I've been to The Dive to read, loving and hating P.D. Martin at the moment.
Too bad tomorrow starts a new week and I need to fix shit at work. We'll see how that goes since I don't really wanna stay there half the night all week, but it needs to be done.
Later kids.

Hello Local News

Learn the difference between East and West. You made me late to work this morning.

I should sleep now.

I was Apparently Feverish Last Night

I'm still sick, but not so bad. I can breathe today, that's a good thing.
Air is underrated.
I also had shit to say, but forgot most of it when I talked to Lucy because she tends to fry my brain since hers is all over the place, and I may have lost mine.
I think I'll just go to bed and try again tomorrow.
Night.

Sock Monkey Commercials

You see that bitch? Yeah, you don't see the part where it's kicking me in the head every morning and laughing like it's the Great Wizard. Fucker.
I hate it I love the commercial.
At the moment I'm medicated and drunk and may have fished my brain out of my left nostril earlier so this may all be moot.
I need to find a new sleep buddy, looks like Mr. Mittens is it tonight.

A Day Off Is A Good Thing

Since the weather was bad and Plague Monkey wanted to snuggle my head some more this morning, I took the day off. In between naps on the couch I watched a marathon of Supernatural. I should get out from under my rock more often. Never heard of it, but it's right up my alley and I loved it.
Also caught up on my mail and such and found out Dick Francis died. Hate that, I've read him off and on over the years. Can't go wrong with murders and horseracing.
Other than that, nothing. Got out to re-stock on OJ and Mucinex and went to the bookstore just in case since I had nothing to read. Started to The Dive a bit later to read and waste some time, but made it as far as the Crack Stop and came back home. At least I'm well rested for the moment. Gonna talk to Lucy for a few and probably take my ass back to bed. Tomorrow isn't looking any better weather wise but at least the Monkey seems to be leaving me alone for now. Night kids.

Happy VD Kids

I hope you all had a great day. I know you're jealous the Plague Monkey jumped all over me instead of you, but oh well.
Bruises and scales are the new sex-ay let me tell ya. I had someone making me potato soup and doing my laundry since I was so pitiful yesterday. Whatever works. Soup is good and I have clean sheets today, so I'm not complaining.
I replenished the Kleenex and OJ supply this afternoon and will probably be taking my ass to bed to those clean sheets soon.
Later.

I Take It Back

I made a comment on Syd's blog not long ago about living in the only civilized city in my fucked up state. I was wrong.
Last week a 9th grader shot another in the middle of school, supposedly gang related, still not sure about all that.
Today a college professor decided to start shooting in a meeting when she was denied tenure. Last report was 3 dead and 3 wounded. Yes, I said SHE, that surprised me more than anything.
Link here if you're interested.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I think I'll go hug the dogs and take my plague ridden ass to bed, because this is just too much. I'm ready to give up on humanity because apparently too few of us have any left.

Well fuck this week

Tuesday pretty much sucked too. I was late because I'm apparently getting sick and bed is my best friend. I'm also too stupid to live. Not a good combination.
I think I'll go visit there so maybe tomorrow will be better. Night kids.

Monday was a waste of a day

I didn't accomplish jack shit at work today. I hate it when that happens. Of course all is better now. Lucy talked to Dad and he's not seeing the skank anymore so I'm singing "Ding Dong, the witch is gone."
I'll be at Dad's this weekend since we haven't hung out in awhile.
I Seem to have become allergic to beer. This is wrong. I'm still drinking it, hoping it will get better, but it tastes like ass, and is not having the desired effect.
The dog keeps giving me a chesire cat smile, maybe beer IS having the desired effect. I should sleep.
Night kids.

Ballgame?

I went to The Asshole's house for the game. I gave a shit either way, but Yay Saints. There was free food and people so it was good.
I heard them talking about me when I showed up, they were looking at pics from last night with my party hats.
I think I saw 2 seconds of the actual game, I hung in the kitchen and swapped recipe's with the wives, and came home in time for the final.
I'm not sure what was up with all that, but I had a good time. Yes, recipes, get over it.
We also trashed everyone else we know and decided to tell Mom not to give me a girly watch again because it seems to have bewitched me. I didn't scratch my non-existent balls once.

Going to talk to Lucy and take my ass to bed. I'm a tired bitch.

It was a birthday party

I made sure I had all my party hats going on. Birthday boy enjoyed it. I got blown a bunch. It was a good night.

No Jackie, but she is a J

Yep, she looks like The Grandson, totally pissed off.

What do you call it...

Is it Cannibalism if a dog eats a hotdog?

I went to The Dive and got a giant hotdog and tots to bring home. I knew it would be nice and soggy and just right by the time I got here. It was. The container broke when I picked it up so tots and half my dog found the floor of the Jeep. Dammit.
I threw everything out into the yard, knowing the dog next door would end up with it. Little shit is gonna have big shits tomorrow. There was chili, cheese, onions, mustard and extra kraut on that fucker.
I couldn't have eaten it all anyway, only finished half of the half that was still ok, but still. Dammit.

Only good thing to happen today was my new Joan Osborne cd came in. Love her voice.
Here you go.

I'm Too Young for This

I'm gonna be a Great Aunt again. The Grandson and wife are at hospital now. C-section scheduled for Thursday, precautionary measures at the moment. I'll post a pic when she gets here.

Gots to Love the Weather in Alabama

This morning, there was rain, then sleet, then snow and OMG people left work. Then it was rain again.
I just drove home from The Dive in a Monsoon, which may be glass by morning, if the forecasters are right. And I grow a left nut, and monkeys fly outta my ass and.....
Yeah. I kinda hope they get this one right, but not. Ice means I'll be cold. Don't like that at all.
Got beer, smokes and dog food, need warmer clothes and a generator for power outage because then I won't have internet either. NO, not cool.
I think I'll enjoy the warmth and tv for a bit, just in case.
Night kids.

Time for some Fun

So here's the story. The bartender who recently threatened to kick my ass walked in on a couple fucking in the ladies room last week, in the middle of the afternoon. Of course this spawned a shitstorm of jokes about "getting a stall" at The Dive. I thought I'd help her out. I also got a candle for ambiance.


ETA: Yep, it's a hit. Told her she could charge extra for the candle.

I'm worried about Annie

She watched Twilight last night (she saw it at the theater with The Princess and then read the book) and asked me to check tv guide for when it will be on again. Ok. I watched it too since I hadn't seen it. OMG that was a horrid movie. I kinda liked the books, but no, that was a travesty.
Annie was watching it again tonight when I got home and asked me again to see when it was coming back on. She's in luck, they're wearing it out this week. I told her I'd record it next time it did but "No, I'll have to go buy it, they cut some in this version."
Holy shit, a 50-something fangirl. Never would have thought it. I think I lost the last shred of respect.

Fine, I have no dignity left anyway

I got dressed and went to work today where I actually accomplished shit. Amazing I know. I had another of those stupid days yesterday where I worked, but other things didn't.
I left, got to The Dive, read for awhile. Turned around on my barstool at the back of the place, and noticed Matilda was feeling a little drafty. I looked down and there was a huge hole in the crotch of my jeans. Hopefully nobody was looking, and maybe my shirt covered if they were. I really just hate it that I love these jeans.

Blown Away

At work yesterday.
I missed it, I was already sitting in The Dive by this time. That's Annie's car in the first one. Idiots.

That's better, maybe

I lounged around this morning instead of going to work at 7, ran my ass off as soon as I got there at 8 until one of the guys wanted to have a meeting at 8:30. Fine, dropped everything, did that, went to work on what they wanted, passed along the info I found to the other guy in the meeting and he was all "It's not gonna work, already told them that". That just pissed me right the fuck back off so I just dropped it in his lap. He can deal with the bosses, fuck that.
Still busy the rest of the day, but doing pretty much my own shit this time. Of course a boss, sales manager and our sales person all had to talk to me about the same thing at different times, none of them having decided what they actually want to do.....Maybe tomorrow.
Read at The Dive for a bit before coming home, now I'm resting from knocking out the blonde asshole on Wii boxing twice. Yay me. I was getting ready for another round but I managed to hurt my hand fake boxing (no, I didn't hit the tv.) I was apparently holding the controller too tight.
At least I'm warm. Heading to bed soon, night kids.

What to do, what to do

Other than sleep I mean. I have to do some of that in the very near future.
I have confirmation that I'm being lied to, which is another of those reasons I'm so pissed off. The person who supplied said information doesn't know she just did....I don't think I'll tell.
I can't stand a thief or a liar. A thief steals your shit, but a liar steals your trust, and I didn't have much of that to begin with.
I think this might be a good point for a nap.
Later kids.

Not liking much lately

I went to work to finish what I started yesterday, because I was a dumbass. Not much new with that, but there you go.
I'm at an impasse. I have nothing really worth saying, but can't say what I want to even if I did. It's pretty much pissing me off. That seems to have become my natural state so that's nothing new, but I don't much like it.
I don't like shit that is happening but I can't do anything about it.
I don't like me for being an asshole.
I don't like my "friends" who seem to be trying to push me into doing shit I don't want to do, thereby making me more of an asshole.
I really don't like crying dammit, and I'm doing way the fuck too much of that over nothing.
I guess it's time to get some fucking hormones or something.
On another note, I can't even do menopause correctly, I'm having cold flashes.
FUCK.

Had a picture to share, but it sucked

Lucy showed up at The Dive last night in a beautiful camisole, looking all hot. Newly colored hair, all in place, makeup perfect. I think she was trying to sway me.
She had on 2 different shoes.

I thought something was off, but didn't realize what until she and Ms. Sweet were looking at her feet. BWAAAAHAAAAHAHH.

She danced away before I could get a decent picture, otherwise I would have photo evidence. Maybe next time.

Friday with friends (or enemies)

Ms. Sweet showed up. We threw some darts, she's pretty good, walker and all. Should be healed in a couple more weeks.
I sent everyone on their way around 9 so I could read.
A bartender threatened to kick my ass around 10 so it was a good night.*

Ms. Sweet had once again paid most of my tab, so by the time I was done, cheap.
Gotta love her.

*The bartenders were having a girl's night out, I sent a round of shots. One threatened to kick my ass not knowing I was still there. We'll be fine Monday, she loves me.

Way Out There

Mom and I had a talk last night. She's writing a book for Spawn. I don't think I'll ever be able to read it, but in the course of our conversation some of my early years came up. I lived with Granny and Papaw until I was almost 5. Then Granny died and the whole world went to shit.
I told her I'd write about those times. It's been interesting.
She doesn't know the people I knew because they were so different with me. Spawn may feel that way someday too, but I hope not.
Mom knew her Mother as a hard woman, that's not the Granny I know. She told me a bedtime story every night. I thought she made them up until I started school and started reading. I accused the school of stealing Granny's stories. Bastids.
I should sleep. Night kids.

I'm slipping

Beth Hart.
Awesome voice.

I'd forgotten about her. I found her while looking for something else. Perfect music for my mood tonight.

Mom called earlier and made me cry at The Dive. Like that's new lately but still.
Mom is ready to run away, so I'll take this cd with me whenever I finally go to see her. She'll like it.

I'm off to write about my childhood escapades so Mom won't feel like a total failure. Sounds like a fun time for both of us.
Later kids.

I'm so Popular

Picture it, me at The Dive, throwing some darts. Annie had just told me there was some girl in the bathroom on the phone with boyfriend issues.
Suddenly a little scrawny blonde comes over (wasted) and yells, "Hope you're kicking her ass Rain." Of course I'm (WTF?) "Hey, how are you?" Took me a couple to figure out who the hell she was. Yes, the girl from the bathroom, and a random acquaintance at best, but I was her best friend last night.
Annie and I managed to finish the game in between hearing about the ex husband issues with her being a stripper and blah, blah blah and Annie fucking left me there. Bitch.
Ex hubby finally showed back up and she left, after hugging me and calling me someone else multiple times. Geeeze.
Guy at the nearest table whom I've never seen before looked at me when I headed to the bar and just cracked up since he'd been witness to the whole mess.
I told him it was a bad night for the stable, and he laughed some more. I had another beer and brought my ass home. Too much for a Monday.

Pity Party Is Over

Ok, maybe not, but it's Monday and I can't lose my job because I'm an idiot so.......onward and upward.
I had a meeting first thing that lasted most of the day. There was lots of gum and mints involved because I probably smelled like I've been on a 4 day drunk, hopefully he didn't notice, or didn't tell the boss if he did. I was functional, just a bit funky.
I performed sacriledge earlier when I sliced up and fried some ribeye because I put it out to thaw Saturday and never cooked it since I haven't been eating. It was actually a pretty good sandwich.
I got hurt, but Lucy is really the one who deserves the sympathy. I fucked up and she had done nothing but love me, so I'm a dumbass again. Oh well, live and learn.
I'm home, taking care of some last minute work stuff and going to bed so I can start being an adult again tomorrow.

Thanks for the kind thoughts even though I probably don't deserve them. Love you guys.

Go ahead and shake your head

The outside dogs are in here enjoying the rug, and the couch because one of them is an Uppity Bitch.
I'm smoking in the house and heading to bed to sleep for 3 days because I've burned all my bridges, closed all my doors, and got my heart hurt. My fault, all of it.
Later kids.

Not Happy

I'm sure I've mentioned how much I hate cold. As you can imagine, I'm fucking jumping for joy at this (not).

I'm way too fucking nice

Annie was going to the store today for dog food. She didn't make it. She asked me to go after work and pick up milk and bread while I was there. WTFLYINGF?
I did go, but milk and bread kissed my ass, those aisles were stupid.
I liked the guy in front of me with his 4 bottles of Champagne, Dude had it going on.

I went to The Dive and everyone showed up, including my friend The Dart Pro who hasn't been there in forever. Love him. Home, waiting for the snow........

Had a bad day, think I'll box while Melissa Etheridge tells me she's the only one.
Night kids.

I'd like to but...

My head is too full of shit.
I'm wondering where Mother Nature was during December because I prepared for her visit and she never showed. Bitch was probably in the Bahamas. Don't blame her.

Everything is frozen because shit y'all, it's 20 degrees. They're saying 1-2" Thursday night. That means we'll have a blizzard. I need to stock up on beer and cigarettes tomorrow. Oh yeah, and milk and bread....which I never understood. It's frozen, you have no power, you gonna have a milk sandwich?

It's late and I should sleep because I have to be all respectable tomorrow. BWAHHHAAAAHAAAAHAAA.

Ok, I just have to look that way. Night kids.

Hurray For Carpooling

I rode to work with Annie this morning because it was seriously frigid and the bus is much warmer than the jeep. I could even tan my ass in her ride, so hell yeah.
This led to me working late because she had to and us going out much later than my usual schedule and hilariousness ensues.
Ok, not so much hilariousness as mild amusement. Annie keeps a set of darts in her car so we went to The Dive instead of stopping to pick up my darts, or jeep, not a problem.
She wants to play the jukebox, we do, I'm kicking her ass with her darts (I may have to get me some of them) and all is well with the world when somebody skips Doby Gray to play some song about signing papers. Annie was not happy. I'm not sure if this was margarita 1 or 2, but it didn't matter. She was vocal, the people at the table next to us were laughing, as was I. I told her he probably got divorced today since he really was a fashion victim with his long sleeve white tee under the pink Izod. C'mon, even I know better.
Next song is mine, all good, he skips another. Shit. I laugh at her ass, she says somthething to bartender, bartender says he just cashed out and is leaving so bullshit avoided.
Apparently Annie was feeling her oats tonight. She proceeded to talk to the girls at another table while I was in the restroom (margarita 3) about telling the guys next table over to go fuck themselves. Smooth is not her middle name. Those girls could take care of themselves. They were 15.
Then she talks to me about the girls possibly being pro's and I'm all "Dude, you need to chill". We finished up another game and I made her stay until Donna Summer "Last Dance" came on, knowing the next song was KC and The Sunshine Band's "Boogie Man." We boogied on outta there. It was fun actually, but I won't be taking her out in public again anytime soon and Jeep and I will get to work on our own tomorrow.
Geeze, and it's only Monday....

No title worth using

I stayed up most of last night reading a comic, the link is on my other computer since I left it at work today. Dammit.
I had plans to hit The Dive to watch The World Dart Championship early afternoon. Slept late, had plenty of time. Annie wanted me to go to work with her. I did. Actually got a few things done, I'm not wild about the place when I'm the only one there either so don't blame her. Left computer so I wouldn't have to deal with it after I decided on clothes in the morning since boss will be here and I haven't had to dress for a few weeks now. Bye-bye jeans and ballcaps dammit.
We got to The Dive in time to see most of the Championship match anyway, so glad I got something accomplished first. We then threw darts, very badly. After 2 games Annie came home, I read for a little while and came home where I made the most awesome tuna casserole. I got the mix just right this time, since I never measure, it's hit or miss. It's a hit.
Now I'm pretty much useless and watching Cold Case. I think I'll do a bit more of that and hopefully take my ass to bed at a decent hour. Night kids.

Well, that was fun

Lucy picked up The Princess so he wouldn't have to drive, Ms. Sweet since she had ankle surgery last week and wanted to get out for a bit, and me and Annie so we could all take Annie's bus. After some darts at The Dive, where Ms. Sweet kicked some ass from her walker, we went to The Asshole's party for a bit. It was actually a good time until The Princess completely zoned out from way too much booze way too early and we had to get his ass outta there. I'm declaring a Queen-Free-Zone from now on.
Lucy dropped most of us at The Dive again while she took Ms. Sweet home since it was 9:30 and past her curfew. We pretty much snuck out the door not long after she got back because Annie was supposed to go somewhere else with The Princess and she just really didn't see that happening. Opened some champagne at midnight and hit bed soon after.
Today was lazy as hell. I cooked my peas, made some cornbread, mashed potatoes, turnip greens and fried a few pieces of fatback to sub for my hog jowl. It was pretty damn tasty. I finally got out of my jammies about 4, showered and went to The Dive for a bit where a very hungover and contrite Princess was hanging out. I didn't tell him he made an ass of himself, I figure I'll let Annie or Mrs. Asshole take care of that part.
I got a text yesterday mentioning dinner at Dad's, but never got an answer on actual day or time so I hope to hell it wasn't tonight. Guess I'll call Dad in the morning and see what's up.
Ok, I'm pretty miserable from too much food since I finished off the peas when I got home tonight.
Hope you all had a great day. I'm outta here.

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