Might change my sn to Cereal Mom, lol. I LOVE this movie to DEATH. John Waters is so awesome. This, Cry Baby, Ed Wood, Hairspray, etc etc... I want to be a camp-happy gay director w/ a very peculiar thin stache!
I also want to be the person to give these 3 kids their first punch in the face, but that's neither here nor there. They're home from school now, and I'm most def holding to my 'No Fun' plan for the day. Fuck w/ me.
I wish I could knee-cap these red retards.
Hm what did I really come here foooooooooooooohhh, yeah..
SO, the other day.. WOW. Morgan, what a night we had?? CRAZY. It's official. The world is full of shit, and that shit loves to rain down upon us. I can barely remember wtf we were doing the other day, but I know we had an awesome time.
OH! LV came home and we bounced, per usual. We went exploring and decided that we were gonna eat @ Andy's, this awesome lil diner next to the Wal-Mart. BOMB ass cheesesteaks, btw. Def a must-try.
We eat there, and mingle w/ the local folk. Apparently there really is nothing to do out there. Funny, b/c I found a few things.. LIIIIIIIKE a bar that has karaoke/comedy shows! I can't imagine how corny the comedy is, so I'll have to see it myself to be sure. Maybe I'll get up there and do some stand-up. Last weekend, Jamie (as in roommate of Jesse/asshole extraordinaire) told me that I should try stand-up. I'm almost sick of hearing it, b/c everytime I do, I consider it more and more. But @ the same tiiiiiime, could I? I mean, don't get me wrong. In the most humble way possible, I will say that I def have confidence in my "material", but I don't know.. It would mean I had to commit to something. There's a million things I "should try" that I would succeed @, I just haven't done it. I should be the "IT" rennaisance bitch right now, w/ all the things I love to do, buuuuuuuut....
The clock is ticking, which is a major motivation. Things I wanted to accomplish before I turned 22/23 are now nearing completion so I guess I'm making SOME kind of progress. TJ's constant reminder that I CAN do it helps.
I AM gonna write a book, and I AM gonna finish this screenplay. Just need a lil help w/ that one, I think it might be a little too out there. Needs something to smooth it out, altho I can't imagine wtf it could be. Actually, NO, I don't need help w/ that b/c I just remembered a revised idea that will round it out perfectly.
Ahem, I got this.
PS, still LOVE this song. Eventually I'll change my name to the line I ♥ the most (that will fit lol).
PPS, def forgot the rest of the story from the night.. After dinner, we went to Wally World, and then to VA to 3 other ones, lol. She was looking for a pair of Halloween undies, and none of them had them in her specific size. One above, one below. Never the actual size. How lame. Of course, this quest just haaaaaad to lead us to the Nimmo W-M, and on the way back, we deeeeefffff got pulled over on Dam Neck. Sooooooo gay. The cop was cool tho, b/c even tho she apparently had a suspended license, he let us go after saying we were just gonna drive to Derby Run etc.. Which we did, and waited like 30 mins before we left. Right outside of Brent's, even lol. I left him a Big B sticker on the GTI, calmed myself down from that whole ordeal, and then eventually we peeled out and made it safely back to NC.
Hey, @ least we know we're not wanted. He def ran both of our IDs. I gave him mine as I'm moving paraphernalia into my bossom lmmfao. LOVE cops. Always. ♥
Ssssssssiiiiiiiiiiiiiikkkkkkeeeeee.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Oh, FUCK. [@ least I had visitors]
JESUS GODDAMN CHRIST, WHYYY IS IT SO HARD FOR EVERYONE, MADISON EXCLUDED, TO JUST LISTEN TO WTF I AM SAYING!?!? LV, REALLY.. REEEEEALLY..
I'm not throwing these suggestions out for nothing. I'm not breathing down these kids' necks for NOTHING.. THEY NEED DISCIPLINE. IMMEDIATELY.
*Tinkerbell (dog) whimpering/running around the kitchen @ 7am*
"BRINA, take the dog out."
"She's doing her homework."
"WHICH HAS NOTHING TO DO W/ THE DOG NEEDING TO GO OUT BUT OK."
Me to LV, via Sabrina.. A mere 30 mins later..
*All of them in the kitchen, me on couch*
"What's that smell?"
"I don't know, Brina, who knows.."
"Oh, dog poo!!"
REALLY, IS THAT WHAT IT IS??? THE MOMENT I WAS TRYING TO AVOID??? K JUST CHECKING..
SO THENNNNN I tell them all that if they're throwing it in the trash can, it DEF needs to go out when they leave for work/school.
ASK ME WHERE THAT BAG IS.. GO AHEAD.. DON'T KNOW? GIVE UP?
IT'S STILL IN THE FUCKING KITCHEN, ON TOOOOOOOOP OF AN OVERFLOWING TRASH BAG. I fucking DARE these bastards to try and do something fun today before this EN-TIRE HOUSE is cleaned. I'm fucking OVER IT. Homework will be second, I DGAF if they fail the entire year b/c of today, this shit will end TODAY.
STOP LETTING YOUR KIDS WALK ALL OVER YOU, JACKASS. That shit don't fly w/ me, but they're in fucking SAFE MODE when mommy walks thru the door.
AND BRANDI, I WAS RIGHT! She WAS @ Wal-Mart when we were waiting for her to get here, but I didn't find out until she sent Amber to the car THIS MORNING to get my cranberry juice and their apple juice out of the car. WTF was she waiting for??? Why would you leave it in the car. WHY? WWWHHHYYY??? I swear, if Brandi and Travis weren't there to save me last night.. WOOOOO..
THANK YOU, THANK YOU to them.. You're off the hook now.. I really appreciate the visit! We drove thru most of town, relieving my stress and geekin' the fuck out. Went to this weird ass 4-way walk thing on the water.. HOOOOOW MANY FUCKING SPIDERS DID WE ENCOUNTER, OMFG.. FIRST we were in the one dark side, chillin' and scaring ourselves, but when we ventured to the other sides, OH SHIT NIGGA... Travis walked DEAD into
[WHOOOOAAAAA, BABWA WALTERS JUST SAID "HOOD OF THE CLITORIS", SOMEHOW THAT SEEMS SO WEIRD]
the one where you could see like 43 spiders off top.. I almost walked into the area but Brandi was like, YOOOOU HAVE FUN W/ THAT, LOOK @ THEM SPIDERS, LMMMFAO.. We tried to go to the one remaining area BUUUUUT there were even more spiders there, so we just said FUCK IT, and went back across that rickety ass bullshit w/ no sides and murky ass water all around it. Some straight Camp Crystal Lake-type shit..
Oh, and before all that, we went to Wal-Mart. Ask Brandi and T-Rav how much better that shit is in comparison to VA.. Fuck VA, NC Wal-Mart ALL DAY, BITCHES! LOL
GOD last night was soooo fun.. We even drove down that "scary road" Morgan refused to, which turned out to be a driveway @ a big ass house.. Nothing scary.. Altho that shit is prob a slaughterhouse on the sneak tip..
Hm, what else.. I dunno.. I just feel a lot better after that visit.. I passed the fuuuuck out after I got home.. Well, I ate some of my BRACHS CANDY CORN MMMM, THENNNN I went to bed.
Aaaaand there's a comm'l on for the Neptune Festival. Are these NC mafakas gonna drive down to VA???
Prooobably.
Fucking tourists.
Bitch, I'm triiiiilllll...
I'm not throwing these suggestions out for nothing. I'm not breathing down these kids' necks for NOTHING.. THEY NEED DISCIPLINE. IMMEDIATELY.
*Tinkerbell (dog) whimpering/running around the kitchen @ 7am*
"BRINA, take the dog out."
"She's doing her homework."
"WHICH HAS NOTHING TO DO W/ THE DOG NEEDING TO GO OUT BUT OK."
Me to LV, via Sabrina.. A mere 30 mins later..
*All of them in the kitchen, me on couch*
"What's that smell?"
"I don't know, Brina, who knows.."
"Oh, dog poo!!"
REALLY, IS THAT WHAT IT IS??? THE MOMENT I WAS TRYING TO AVOID??? K JUST CHECKING..
SO THENNNNN I tell them all that if they're throwing it in the trash can, it DEF needs to go out when they leave for work/school.
ASK ME WHERE THAT BAG IS.. GO AHEAD.. DON'T KNOW? GIVE UP?
IT'S STILL IN THE FUCKING KITCHEN, ON TOOOOOOOOP OF AN OVERFLOWING TRASH BAG. I fucking DARE these bastards to try and do something fun today before this EN-TIRE HOUSE is cleaned. I'm fucking OVER IT. Homework will be second, I DGAF if they fail the entire year b/c of today, this shit will end TODAY.
STOP LETTING YOUR KIDS WALK ALL OVER YOU, JACKASS. That shit don't fly w/ me, but they're in fucking SAFE MODE when mommy walks thru the door.
AND BRANDI, I WAS RIGHT! She WAS @ Wal-Mart when we were waiting for her to get here, but I didn't find out until she sent Amber to the car THIS MORNING to get my cranberry juice and their apple juice out of the car. WTF was she waiting for??? Why would you leave it in the car. WHY? WWWHHHYYY??? I swear, if Brandi and Travis weren't there to save me last night.. WOOOOO..
THANK YOU, THANK YOU to them.. You're off the hook now.. I really appreciate the visit! We drove thru most of town, relieving my stress and geekin' the fuck out. Went to this weird ass 4-way walk thing on the water.. HOOOOOW MANY FUCKING SPIDERS DID WE ENCOUNTER, OMFG.. FIRST we were in the one dark side, chillin' and scaring ourselves, but when we ventured to the other sides, OH SHIT NIGGA... Travis walked DEAD into
[WHOOOOAAAAA, BABWA WALTERS JUST SAID "HOOD OF THE CLITORIS", SOMEHOW THAT SEEMS SO WEIRD]
the one where you could see like 43 spiders off top.. I almost walked into the area but Brandi was like, YOOOOU HAVE FUN W/ THAT, LOOK @ THEM SPIDERS, LMMMFAO.. We tried to go to the one remaining area BUUUUUT there were even more spiders there, so we just said FUCK IT, and went back across that rickety ass bullshit w/ no sides and murky ass water all around it. Some straight Camp Crystal Lake-type shit..
Oh, and before all that, we went to Wal-Mart. Ask Brandi and T-Rav how much better that shit is in comparison to VA.. Fuck VA, NC Wal-Mart ALL DAY, BITCHES! LOL
GOD last night was soooo fun.. We even drove down that "scary road" Morgan refused to, which turned out to be a driveway @ a big ass house.. Nothing scary.. Altho that shit is prob a slaughterhouse on the sneak tip..
Hm, what else.. I dunno.. I just feel a lot better after that visit.. I passed the fuuuuck out after I got home.. Well, I ate some of my BRACHS CANDY CORN MMMM, THENNNN I went to bed.
Aaaaand there's a comm'l on for the Neptune Festival. Are these NC mafakas gonna drive down to VA???
Prooobably.
Fucking tourists.
Bitch, I'm triiiiilllll...
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
So I come in this morning, and...
I look to the couch and see LV, Amber, and Sabrina all sprawled out.
REALLY??? REEEEEEEAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLYYYYYYYY???????? WAS I SUPPOSED TO SLEEP ON THE FLOOR??? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FUCKING ROOMS, THANKS YOU IGNORANT FUCKING CUNTS.
I have already stressed the fact that I will NOT be using that bedroom. I T ' S N O T M I N E T H E R E F O R E I D O N O T F E E L C O M F O R T A B L E.
So whyyyyy would you sleep in the only place I would EVER sleep??? WHY. Someone make this make sense. I was in a state of shock. I sat in a chair in the kitchen and just sat there fuming until I fell asleep. Right there in the kitchen.
THIS BITCH........... GOD.
I msg'd my Ma to tell her what happened, and to say that this bitch ain't THAT dumb.. She msg'd me back when she woke up saying "Get er" LOL.. I should just walk in her room and go the fuck off, but it's OBVIOUSLY not going to mean shit to a fucking idiot so why even bother..
I am @ my wits end.
I don't have enough life in me to re-create the anger, which has never been a problem before. I feel like I've been tapped, straight sucked dry of any want to do anything. Everyone keeps asking me about the blogs, but wtf.. I don't even feel like typing anymore.
This is a problem! Most certainly! Any and all issues will become public here soon. Like on the first. As soon as the dolo hits my hand, we're gonna have a lil chat. Maybe even before then. Cuz it's not like I hate the kids, or her, or this house. I hate ALMOST EVERYTHING about them, but that's not hating them, lol. I just hate the conditions under which all of this is being carried out. Nothing like it should, and it's really annoying. Morgan knows, b/c unlike some of my other friends who swore they'd visit me, she's seen a lot of it first-hand. I don't even want to hear the "But I..." spiels about why CERTAIN PEOPLE haven't, I don't even care. But don't wonder why I don't gaf when I'm in VA.
Just know that I was MOST DEFINITELY in town last night. EARLY. It's the same distance b/t VA and NC for all of us, some even closer than others, so fuck it. If I want to see you, I will. If not, oh fuckin' well, eh??
W/e. That makes me sound more upset than I really am about that, when I def knew that this would be the case once I got out here. Why do something having nothing to do w/ you?? Who does THAT anymore....... :|
"COME SEE ME!"
GO FUCK YOURSELVES, lol.
Love ya, MEAN IT! ♥
No, really. I mean it. It's all ♥. Like I said, not mad, just going over the obvious w/ highlighter.
REALLY??? REEEEEEEAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLYYYYYYYY???????? WAS I SUPPOSED TO SLEEP ON THE FLOOR??? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FUCKING ROOMS, THANKS YOU IGNORANT FUCKING CUNTS.
I have already stressed the fact that I will NOT be using that bedroom. I T ' S N O T M I N E T H E R E F O R E I D O N O T F E E L C O M F O R T A B L E.
So whyyyyy would you sleep in the only place I would EVER sleep??? WHY. Someone make this make sense. I was in a state of shock. I sat in a chair in the kitchen and just sat there fuming until I fell asleep. Right there in the kitchen.
THIS BITCH........... GOD.
I msg'd my Ma to tell her what happened, and to say that this bitch ain't THAT dumb.. She msg'd me back when she woke up saying "Get er" LOL.. I should just walk in her room and go the fuck off, but it's OBVIOUSLY not going to mean shit to a fucking idiot so why even bother..
I am @ my wits end.
I don't have enough life in me to re-create the anger, which has never been a problem before. I feel like I've been tapped, straight sucked dry of any want to do anything. Everyone keeps asking me about the blogs, but wtf.. I don't even feel like typing anymore.
This is a problem! Most certainly! Any and all issues will become public here soon. Like on the first. As soon as the dolo hits my hand, we're gonna have a lil chat. Maybe even before then. Cuz it's not like I hate the kids, or her, or this house. I hate ALMOST EVERYTHING about them, but that's not hating them, lol. I just hate the conditions under which all of this is being carried out. Nothing like it should, and it's really annoying. Morgan knows, b/c unlike some of my other friends who swore they'd visit me, she's seen a lot of it first-hand. I don't even want to hear the "But I..." spiels about why CERTAIN PEOPLE haven't, I don't even care. But don't wonder why I don't gaf when I'm in VA.
Just know that I was MOST DEFINITELY in town last night. EARLY. It's the same distance b/t VA and NC for all of us, some even closer than others, so fuck it. If I want to see you, I will. If not, oh fuckin' well, eh??
W/e. That makes me sound more upset than I really am about that, when I def knew that this would be the case once I got out here. Why do something having nothing to do w/ you?? Who does THAT anymore....... :|
"COME SEE ME!"
GO FUCK YOURSELVES, lol.
Love ya, MEAN IT! ♥
No, really. I mean it. It's all ♥. Like I said, not mad, just going over the obvious w/ highlighter.
Another weekend down... [late]
Altho I didn't get to VA until Saturday night.. Buuuuut I had a fuckin' blast that night, and all of Sunday.. I really needed that time in VA to just relax. NOTHING stressful. No crying babies, no BAD kids, etc.. Well, I WAS w/ Laurence and Darrion, but they're not like, BAD bad kids. They're just insane, lol. ♥ tho, I could've cried when Darrion raced home from his friend's house to see me/hug and kiss me.. Laurence and Keyara were already home, and they gave me lots of lovins lol. Awesome. Makes me sad tho, I feel like I missed a good portion of their lives even tho it was just a matter of months. Not even a year. But they all sprouted in that time.
Altho, I prob wouldn't have noticed the spurts had I been around them as much.. Either way, I'm glad I got to play w/ my babies! Talking to Darrion is so weird.. He's so much more adult lol. He told me how sad he was about his female friend who fell down the steps and is now paralyzed, and the OTHER friend that went missing. What in the hellll, man. Kids these days got it rough, lol. It's not a good time to be associated w/ Darrion, damn.. I'm glad we don't have steps, and these kids don't go far ever.
ALSO GLAD that Emily gave me a week's worth of painkillers for my back. Two white, one pink, every night before bed. Didn't do it last night b/c I didn't get in until after 4am, and she said do it when I DON'T have to wake up anytime soon. Awesome. It's ON, tonight.
Aaaaaand as it turned out (started this the other day), I didn't take them again. Another long night. BUT THAT BLOG IS NEXT :|.
Riiiighty-o, so I spend Sunday relaxing and re-couping my brain cells, running aroundn doing errands, and shit like that. Got what I came to VA for nice and early in the day, so I had the rest to chiiillllll... And chill I did!
Ugh. I really think this house is zapping the life out of me. I had so much I wanted to blog about, and now it's like, eh.. W/e.. I really had a blast, too.
Hm Sat night.. OHH.. Jess and I were on stupid-mode and I ended up passing out on the chair, lol. I woke up and invited Lauren to come get breakfast w/ me @ McDs lol. I was gonna walk by myself but I figured she might wanna come over and chill w/ us since none of us had anything to do @ that time.. So we did that, hung out for some more, and then we left so she could talk to her Grandma, and I could go run my errands..
That's how Angel came into play.. ANGEL WHO GOT ME LOCKED IN/OUT OF THE GREENHOUSE @ THE ZOO. See, after the shopping/errands, we went to drop off the snacks there, and she locked the gate b/c there was this really weird dude talking to himself nearby, and we weren't too sure that he wouldn't shank us.. After the gate you walk thru the gardens and into the building, which has a diff key.
We get in there, she does what she does.. Which included an exploding soda, btw. AWESOME. We go take the trash out, and on the way in I remind her that she left the candy bars in her truck and that I'd get them if she gives me the key.. Goes to get her keys, aaaannnnddddd the door is LOCKED. Yes, locked. Just our luck, esp mine.. Thank GOD I had my phone on me, cuz I would've instantly tried to Judo-chop the door down. Fa sho.
She ended up climbing thru her window and I got the last 6 seconds of that on tape lol.. We were trying to wedge open the other doors, but to no avail. Sigh, sigh. What a way to spend Sunday afternoon..
After that we did a bunch of other family-friendly stuff, which included going to the dance studio, and cooking out lol. Yummmmmmmmmyyyyyy...
Aaaaaaaafter THAT, I ended up @ Jessica's again. Nicky was there, but not for that long.. We all kicked it and chatted, I miss the old times, aw.. Then Nicky left, and Morgan came and on my request, we went on a Dylan-hunt lol. He called me and threatened to kick my ass if I didn't find him next time I was in town, and I knew his ass was gonna be @ the block so it only took me 5 mins and one try lol. That happy ass bitch damn near bowled me over.. Love you too, nicca! Damn!
THAT was a fun little time.. There was some flashed tatas, some not-flashed-til-later tatas.. All up in the bar.. Nothing ever changes down there, lol.
Btw, I'm phoning this in. Zero enthusiam right now. Z E R O.
I was so super-stoked about seeing Dylan, but you can't even tell here. THIS FUCKING HOUSE, OMFG.
I NEED TO JUST POST THIS AND BLOG ABOUT THIS MORNING, WHICH DEF SENT ME OVER THE EDGE.
Altho, I prob wouldn't have noticed the spurts had I been around them as much.. Either way, I'm glad I got to play w/ my babies! Talking to Darrion is so weird.. He's so much more adult lol. He told me how sad he was about his female friend who fell down the steps and is now paralyzed, and the OTHER friend that went missing. What in the hellll, man. Kids these days got it rough, lol. It's not a good time to be associated w/ Darrion, damn.. I'm glad we don't have steps, and these kids don't go far ever.
ALSO GLAD that Emily gave me a week's worth of painkillers for my back. Two white, one pink, every night before bed. Didn't do it last night b/c I didn't get in until after 4am, and she said do it when I DON'T have to wake up anytime soon. Awesome. It's ON, tonight.
Aaaaaand as it turned out (started this the other day), I didn't take them again. Another long night. BUT THAT BLOG IS NEXT :|.
Riiiighty-o, so I spend Sunday relaxing and re-couping my brain cells, running aroundn doing errands, and shit like that. Got what I came to VA for nice and early in the day, so I had the rest to chiiillllll... And chill I did!
Ugh. I really think this house is zapping the life out of me. I had so much I wanted to blog about, and now it's like, eh.. W/e.. I really had a blast, too.
Hm Sat night.. OHH.. Jess and I were on stupid-mode and I ended up passing out on the chair, lol. I woke up and invited Lauren to come get breakfast w/ me @ McDs lol. I was gonna walk by myself but I figured she might wanna come over and chill w/ us since none of us had anything to do @ that time.. So we did that, hung out for some more, and then we left so she could talk to her Grandma, and I could go run my errands..
That's how Angel came into play.. ANGEL WHO GOT ME LOCKED IN/OUT OF THE GREENHOUSE @ THE ZOO. See, after the shopping/errands, we went to drop off the snacks there, and she locked the gate b/c there was this really weird dude talking to himself nearby, and we weren't too sure that he wouldn't shank us.. After the gate you walk thru the gardens and into the building, which has a diff key.
We get in there, she does what she does.. Which included an exploding soda, btw. AWESOME. We go take the trash out, and on the way in I remind her that she left the candy bars in her truck and that I'd get them if she gives me the key.. Goes to get her keys, aaaannnnddddd the door is LOCKED. Yes, locked. Just our luck, esp mine.. Thank GOD I had my phone on me, cuz I would've instantly tried to Judo-chop the door down. Fa sho.
She ended up climbing thru her window and I got the last 6 seconds of that on tape lol.. We were trying to wedge open the other doors, but to no avail. Sigh, sigh. What a way to spend Sunday afternoon..
After that we did a bunch of other family-friendly stuff, which included going to the dance studio, and cooking out lol. Yummmmmmmmmyyyyyy...
Aaaaaaaafter THAT, I ended up @ Jessica's again. Nicky was there, but not for that long.. We all kicked it and chatted, I miss the old times, aw.. Then Nicky left, and Morgan came and on my request, we went on a Dylan-hunt lol. He called me and threatened to kick my ass if I didn't find him next time I was in town, and I knew his ass was gonna be @ the block so it only took me 5 mins and one try lol. That happy ass bitch damn near bowled me over.. Love you too, nicca! Damn!
THAT was a fun little time.. There was some flashed tatas, some not-flashed-til-later tatas.. All up in the bar.. Nothing ever changes down there, lol.
Btw, I'm phoning this in. Zero enthusiam right now. Z E R O.
I was so super-stoked about seeing Dylan, but you can't even tell here. THIS FUCKING HOUSE, OMFG.
I NEED TO JUST POST THIS AND BLOG ABOUT THIS MORNING, WHICH DEF SENT ME OVER THE EDGE.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Where is the man...
that can NAIL Jackie Wilson - Lonely Teardrops, one of my fave songs since birth. I wouldn't mind hearing Taylor Hanson.. Aw, how gay am I..... HE wouldn't have to sing it note-for-note, just want to see how it would sound.
Awesome. Def about to be my new song on here, once I get tired of Vanity 6 - Nasty Girl, lol.
PS, there are other clips w/ this song, but I found this random ass video and I'm gonna use it. It's interesting, lol.
Awesome. Def about to be my new song on here, once I get tired of Vanity 6 - Nasty Girl, lol.
PS, there are other clips w/ this song, but I found this random ass video and I'm gonna use it. It's interesting, lol.
I'm SO fuckin' WEAK...
OMFGAAAAAAAAD.. If that were just a convo, it would straaaaaaight up be me and my brothers.. Well, Lu and his boys, but they're like lil bros to me. Crazy insane ones.. That time we were bakin' Jason from 11pm to 5 am.. Mostly just me and Donte.. THAAAAT shit was hilarious..
Seriously tho, I lost my shit when I first heard this..
TRIIIIIIIIFE. SHOOT ME, PLEASE. OR CLEAN MY SOUL.
THIIIIIIS BITCH JUST DUG ALLLLLLL IN HER BUTTHOLE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME LMMMMMMMMMMMFAO OMFG I HAVE GOT TO GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE. STAT.
WEEEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKK B/C THAT WAS SERIOUSLY DISGUSTING. OMFG.
WOOOOOOOW.
*PROJECTILE VOMITING*
OMFG I CAN'T.. THERE'S A VIDEO ON YOUTUBE OF DANIEL JOHNS (SILVERCHAIR) IN DC ON MY BDAY.. YANNO, THE SHOW I DIDN'T GET TO GO TO........
AW, LOOK @ ME... NOT THERE... YAAAAAAAY! :|
I'M GLAAAAAD THE VIDEO HAS NO EMBEDDING. I MIGHT KILL MYSELF IF I HAD TO SHARE IT..
I ♥ INSOMNIA...
"I STAY AWAKE FOR DAAAAAAAAAYS... I STAY AWAKE FOR DAAAAAAAAYS.. BUT I'D SIT AWAKE IN A DAAAZE ANYWAY, I'M A MAAAZE OF CHAAAAAAAINS..."
WEEEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKK B/C THAT WAS SERIOUSLY DISGUSTING. OMFG.
WOOOOOOOW.
*PROJECTILE VOMITING*
OMFG I CAN'T.. THERE'S A VIDEO ON YOUTUBE OF DANIEL JOHNS (SILVERCHAIR) IN DC ON MY BDAY.. YANNO, THE SHOW I DIDN'T GET TO GO TO........
AW, LOOK @ ME... NOT THERE... YAAAAAAAY! :|
I'M GLAAAAAD THE VIDEO HAS NO EMBEDDING. I MIGHT KILL MYSELF IF I HAD TO SHARE IT..
I ♥ INSOMNIA...
"I STAY AWAKE FOR DAAAAAAAAAYS... I STAY AWAKE FOR DAAAAAAAAYS.. BUT I'D SIT AWAKE IN A DAAAZE ANYWAY, I'M A MAAAZE OF CHAAAAAAAINS..."
"That's bogus tho cuz I was only thinkin' of rappers!"
1. Corona, Smirnoff, or Bud Light.
-- Bud Light, which I'm about to try and get the keys for right now, lol.
2. Flowers, candy, or cards.
-- NONE. What the fuck for??
3. Beer, wine, or mixed drinks.
-- Beer. Yummy, ice-cold beer.
4. Football, baseball, or soccer.
-- On tv or irl? Tv, football (49ers), irl, baseball.
5. Kissing, hand holding, or hug.
-- I don't have time for any. Fuck it all.
6. Buy, borrow, or lease.
-- Buy..
7. Ford, Chevy, or Dodge.
-- What vehicle? Trucks, def want a Chevy.. But I'll take the Falcon I saw the other day, FA SHO..
8. E-mail, letter, or telephone.
-- Word, in person or via text lol.
9. California, Florida, or New York.
-- Anywhere but here.
10. Kisses on the neck, stomach, or ears.
-- Kiss my ass.
11. Morning, afternoon, or night.
-- Alllll niiiight laaaaaaaawng...
12. Halloween, Thanksgiving, or Christmas.
-- All 3, fuck it..
13. Coke, Pepsi, or Sprite.
-- Cranberry juice..
14. Dogs, cats, or hamsters.
-- I want to sling this beagle up by it's neck. Piss again, bitch.
15. Beach, mountains, or desert.
-- Mountain music makes me smile.. Been to the desert, awfully hot there lol.
16. Cookies, cake, or brownies.
-- My brownies..
17. March, July, or October.
-- July 24th, 1982.
18. Breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
-- Dinner b/c I haven't had it yet..
19. Giver, sharer, or keeper.
-- Yes, all of the above.
20. Eyes, nose, or mouth.
-- Well I'd def punch Sabrina in the fuckin nose.. Her reaction/blood loss would be HILARIOUS. Christian would get it in the mouth b/c he talks back/"sounds like a gay". Amber would get it in the eye b/c she acts like she doesn't see her mess b/c she's the oldest.. I'll stab you, ho.
21. Friends that lie, enemies that pretend to be your friend, or alone.
-- I've experienced it all, and there seems to be no end in sight.
-- Bud Light, which I'm about to try and get the keys for right now, lol.
2. Flowers, candy, or cards.
-- NONE. What the fuck for??
3. Beer, wine, or mixed drinks.
-- Beer. Yummy, ice-cold beer.
4. Football, baseball, or soccer.
-- On tv or irl? Tv, football (49ers), irl, baseball.
5. Kissing, hand holding, or hug.
-- I don't have time for any. Fuck it all.
6. Buy, borrow, or lease.
-- Buy..
7. Ford, Chevy, or Dodge.
-- What vehicle? Trucks, def want a Chevy.. But I'll take the Falcon I saw the other day, FA SHO..
8. E-mail, letter, or telephone.
-- Word, in person or via text lol.
9. California, Florida, or New York.
-- Anywhere but here.
10. Kisses on the neck, stomach, or ears.
-- Kiss my ass.
11. Morning, afternoon, or night.
-- Alllll niiiight laaaaaaaawng...
12. Halloween, Thanksgiving, or Christmas.
-- All 3, fuck it..
13. Coke, Pepsi, or Sprite.
-- Cranberry juice..
14. Dogs, cats, or hamsters.
-- I want to sling this beagle up by it's neck. Piss again, bitch.
15. Beach, mountains, or desert.
-- Mountain music makes me smile.. Been to the desert, awfully hot there lol.
16. Cookies, cake, or brownies.
-- My brownies..
17. March, July, or October.
-- July 24th, 1982.
18. Breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
-- Dinner b/c I haven't had it yet..
19. Giver, sharer, or keeper.
-- Yes, all of the above.
20. Eyes, nose, or mouth.
-- Well I'd def punch Sabrina in the fuckin nose.. Her reaction/blood loss would be HILARIOUS. Christian would get it in the mouth b/c he talks back/"sounds like a gay". Amber would get it in the eye b/c she acts like she doesn't see her mess b/c she's the oldest.. I'll stab you, ho.
21. Friends that lie, enemies that pretend to be your friend, or alone.
-- I've experienced it all, and there seems to be no end in sight.
THIS little homosexual boy...
is blaring a techno mix of 'I Will Survive'.. On a walkman.. W/ speakers attached instead of headphones...
I knew that lisp came from somewhere..
Suck another one, Lil Red...
I see that kind of action in his future. B/t this, and the capris he's dedicated to wearing every other day... Oh boy..
AND the blue corduroys... THEM bitches speak VOLUMES..
OH HELL NO... LV IS ABOUT TO GET ON THE TRAMPOLINE W/ THE BABY AND THE KIDS.. SO NOW YOU WANNA GET IN SOME QUALITY TIME??? HOW BOUT WE ALL SIT DOWN IN A FUCKING READING CIRCLE, HM???
PS, true story, I deffffff shit myself in the first grade not wanting to miss my turn in the circle. I was THAT dedicated to reading LMMMMMMMFAO..
I think I'm throwing up on myself. Can't tell, hard to see past the SHAME.
I knew that lisp came from somewhere..
Suck another one, Lil Red...
I see that kind of action in his future. B/t this, and the capris he's dedicated to wearing every other day... Oh boy..
AND the blue corduroys... THEM bitches speak VOLUMES..
OH HELL NO... LV IS ABOUT TO GET ON THE TRAMPOLINE W/ THE BABY AND THE KIDS.. SO NOW YOU WANNA GET IN SOME QUALITY TIME??? HOW BOUT WE ALL SIT DOWN IN A FUCKING READING CIRCLE, HM???
PS, true story, I deffffff shit myself in the first grade not wanting to miss my turn in the circle. I was THAT dedicated to reading LMMMMMMMFAO..
I think I'm throwing up on myself. Can't tell, hard to see past the SHAME.
Friday, September 21, 2007
Btw, def forgot to mention...
That I've been listening to that new Hov for a "minute"...
I dare you to hate.
Blue Magic.
PS NEXT IS THE GAYEST SHOW EVER. These dudes are shoving sausages in their mouths for NO REASON other than to have themselves look super-duper gay.
Wow. MTV is on some other shit.
FUNNIEST SHIT EVER OMFG I'M SO WEAK.
I dare you to hate.
Blue Magic.
PS NEXT IS THE GAYEST SHOW EVER. These dudes are shoving sausages in their mouths for NO REASON other than to have themselves look super-duper gay.
Wow. MTV is on some other shit.
FUNNIEST SHIT EVER OMFG I'M SO WEAK.
"What the fuck is in the sink!?!?"
[A = Amber; S = Sabrina; C = Christian. DGAF obv = ME.]
DGAF: What the fuck is in the sink???
C & S: I dunno. I "di-nent" do it.
DGAF: OMFG, WHAT ISSSSS THISSSSSS.. I'm not kidding. Find out. NOW. WHAT is in the sink???
C: I "thwear", I didn't "wath" anything!
S: Um, ....................I didn't do it.
DGAF: REALLY THEN WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS?!?! WHO USED THE SINK LAST??? I SWEEEEEEARRRRR TO GOD, LET ME FIND OUT ONE OF YOU IS LYING.. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMBEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
A: "Yetttthhhh?"
DGAF: What's in the sink??? Who used the baby bottle cleaner to clean something else??? Don't lie to me. I want to know NOW so someone better talk.
A/S/C: *rambling about how they didn't do it - Amber develops guilty look*
DGAF: Amber.... Did you do this??
A: No ma'am.
DGAF: AMBER.... DID. YOU. DO. THIS?
A: Noooo! I didn't do it.
DGAF: OK, SO SOMEONE IS LYING.. IF I FIND OUT THAT ONE OF YOU--
A: Wait! I remember. Those are the eggs from my _____ (don't remember wtf she said.. some kind of grow-it-yourself "animal") that I poured out b/c they didn't hatch.
DGAF: OH SO YOU MEAN TO FUCKING TELL ME THAT THERE'S GODDAMN EGGS ALL OVER YOUR SISTER'S BOTTLE CLEANER!?!? GREAT THANKS I LOVE THAT, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DUMP YOUR "PROJECT" IN THE SINK!?!? THERE'S A TRASHCAN RIGHT THERE, AND WHYYYYY DID YOU LIE TO ME?? AGAIN! THAT'S TWO DAYS IN A ROW, I'M SICK OF THIS SHIT!
A: *crying* I'M SORRY, I DIDN'T LIE I FORGOT!
DGAF: DO YOU KNOW WHAT CRYING MEANS TO ME??? NOOOOOOTHIIIIIIING.. NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING. ABSOTIVELY, POSILUTELY NOTHING.
A: *SOBBING*
DGAF: Oh my GOD, shut up w/ that. I'm not gonna hit you, just don't do it again, JACKY...
--
I wish the day ended there. Actually, retard-wise, it does. HOWEVER, prior to all that I recieved word that I mooooooost likely won't be in VA tomorrow, or any other point of the weekend. Why? B/c LV, who I think is throwing up as I type, hasn't hit quota yet. That, and all managers must work the last weekend of the month. Guess what her job title is?
The quota thing affects ME b/c my Ma refuses to let her have a half-day until she hits quota. This is where the part where people are afraid of her as a boss comes in. If LV doesn't reach her goal, my Ma will flip shit all over the place, and LV will prrrrrobably be demoted to a diff store. Not really demoted b/c it would be her store, but it's not nearly as good of a store. I hope that happens. PRAY. Altho I DON'T, b/c like I previously stated in a diff blog, mom's check would be an unacceptable figure for her to recieve.
I just asked her what she wants to do, she said she's too tired, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. WHEEEEENNNNNNNNNNN TOMORROW??? Haha, she just said the same thing I said @ has to work the weekend thru.. Ask me how much I GAF.. That means she expects me to stay in NC for a full 7 days straight.....???
Ohhhh nooooooooo, noooooot cool. Not @ all. I go stir-crazy Mon-Fri. C R A Z Y. Hello, have you read the blogs??? I could kill one of these insignificant piss puddles @ any second, and she wants me w/ them LITERALLY 24/7???
Pray for me. Pray for them. Pray that I don't somehow get ahold of a Get Out Of Jail Free card.
Cuz it's ON LIKE DONKEY KONG THIS WEEKEND. FUCK W/ ME.
*RIPS HAIR OUT*
But out of WHO'S HEAD???
MOST CERTAINLY NOT MINE.
Oh, god. Don't let me spiral into my Nirvana is >> the world mood. Fucking LOVE THIS CLIP/ANYTHING ELSE NIRVANA, THANKS.
Silverchair be DAMNED.
To heaven*
Ugh. He was beauuuuutifuuuuuuuulllllllll.
DGAF: What the fuck is in the sink???
C & S: I dunno. I "di-nent" do it.
DGAF: OMFG, WHAT ISSSSS THISSSSSS.. I'm not kidding. Find out. NOW. WHAT is in the sink???
C: I "thwear", I didn't "wath" anything!
S: Um, ....................I didn't do it.
DGAF: REALLY THEN WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS?!?! WHO USED THE SINK LAST??? I SWEEEEEEARRRRR TO GOD, LET ME FIND OUT ONE OF YOU IS LYING.. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMBEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
A: "Yetttthhhh?"
DGAF: What's in the sink??? Who used the baby bottle cleaner to clean something else??? Don't lie to me. I want to know NOW so someone better talk.
A/S/C: *rambling about how they didn't do it - Amber develops guilty look*
DGAF: Amber.... Did you do this??
A: No ma'am.
DGAF: AMBER.... DID. YOU. DO. THIS?
A: Noooo! I didn't do it.
DGAF: OK, SO SOMEONE IS LYING.. IF I FIND OUT THAT ONE OF YOU--
A: Wait! I remember. Those are the eggs from my _____ (don't remember wtf she said.. some kind of grow-it-yourself "animal") that I poured out b/c they didn't hatch.
DGAF: OH SO YOU MEAN TO FUCKING TELL ME THAT THERE'S GODDAMN EGGS ALL OVER YOUR SISTER'S BOTTLE CLEANER!?!? GREAT THANKS I LOVE THAT, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DUMP YOUR "PROJECT" IN THE SINK!?!? THERE'S A TRASHCAN RIGHT THERE, AND WHYYYYY DID YOU LIE TO ME?? AGAIN! THAT'S TWO DAYS IN A ROW, I'M SICK OF THIS SHIT!
A: *crying* I'M SORRY, I DIDN'T LIE I FORGOT!
DGAF: DO YOU KNOW WHAT CRYING MEANS TO ME??? NOOOOOOTHIIIIIIING.. NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING. ABSOTIVELY, POSILUTELY NOTHING.
A: *SOBBING*
DGAF: Oh my GOD, shut up w/ that. I'm not gonna hit you, just don't do it again, JACKY...
--
I wish the day ended there. Actually, retard-wise, it does. HOWEVER, prior to all that I recieved word that I mooooooost likely won't be in VA tomorrow, or any other point of the weekend. Why? B/c LV, who I think is throwing up as I type, hasn't hit quota yet. That, and all managers must work the last weekend of the month. Guess what her job title is?
The quota thing affects ME b/c my Ma refuses to let her have a half-day until she hits quota. This is where the part where people are afraid of her as a boss comes in. If LV doesn't reach her goal, my Ma will flip shit all over the place, and LV will prrrrrobably be demoted to a diff store. Not really demoted b/c it would be her store, but it's not nearly as good of a store. I hope that happens. PRAY. Altho I DON'T, b/c like I previously stated in a diff blog, mom's check would be an unacceptable figure for her to recieve.
I just asked her what she wants to do, she said she's too tired, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. WHEEEEENNNNNNNNNNN TOMORROW??? Haha, she just said the same thing I said @ has to work the weekend thru.. Ask me how much I GAF.. That means she expects me to stay in NC for a full 7 days straight.....???
Ohhhh nooooooooo, noooooot cool. Not @ all. I go stir-crazy Mon-Fri. C R A Z Y. Hello, have you read the blogs??? I could kill one of these insignificant piss puddles @ any second, and she wants me w/ them LITERALLY 24/7???
Pray for me. Pray for them. Pray that I don't somehow get ahold of a Get Out Of Jail Free card.
Cuz it's ON LIKE DONKEY KONG THIS WEEKEND. FUCK W/ ME.
*RIPS HAIR OUT*
But out of WHO'S HEAD???
MOST CERTAINLY NOT MINE.
Oh, god. Don't let me spiral into my Nirvana is >> the world mood. Fucking LOVE THIS CLIP/ANYTHING ELSE NIRVANA, THANKS.
Silverchair be DAMNED.
To heaven*
Ugh. He was beauuuuutifuuuuuuuulllllllll.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
LMMMMMMMMMMFAO
"Ooh, I like her. She's the only pretty one. Unless you have that rich girl still, she's cute!"
"Are you gay? Do I have a gay sister?"
"No, I just like them."
FUCKING DYING.
For the record, it's times like these that I realize why it's not so bad. I could go home today, but I haven't. As long as they keep me weak, I'll just deal w/ the momentary insanity I tend to go thru.
The quotes = Sabrina and Amber talking about The Sims, which Amber is currently playing in front of me. The "gay" comments are from Sabrina. I was most def thinking the same thing when Amber said it, which made me even more weak.
"Are you gay? Do I have a gay sister?"
"No, I just like them."
FUCKING DYING.
For the record, it's times like these that I realize why it's not so bad. I could go home today, but I haven't. As long as they keep me weak, I'll just deal w/ the momentary insanity I tend to go thru.
The quotes = Sabrina and Amber talking about The Sims, which Amber is currently playing in front of me. The "gay" comments are from Sabrina. I was most def thinking the same thing when Amber said it, which made me even more weak.
Half the bitch I used to be...
[From THREE years ago. Note the part about it all coming full surface. Told ya. I can't hold that shit back anymore. My brain is on a whole new level.]
Talking to Bre on the phone.. It's so funny, talking about the "old days".. Shit was so much different.. But the one thing I can say is, other than new evolving music, I'm still into a lot of the same shit, some even more now.. Like, it's more apparent now. Everytime I update my interests, it's to take one step closer to that person I know I am. Not to get too deep or anything, but ppl hold back a lot of shit and I'm trying not to do that. I'm into all kinds of shit, and anyone who's known me for a while can tell. I used to live for some damn controversy, and now it lives for me. I'm not setting out to shock bitches, it just happens that way. You wanna know about controversy? http://www.controversysells.com mowfuckas..
Vive Anatole!
And yes, I do still watch that shit. WTF airs a show @ 5 am!? Ugh. I heart you, Anatole..
Gerber. I feel like ppl are making their lives more difficult than they really are nowadays. You want some drama? I'll tell you many a tale, true tales, of some fucked up shit that hopefully will never happen to any of you.. Shit you'll never know about the mowfucka typing this.
So don't ever think you can read me.. I'll bust out w/ some shit to blow your mind.. It's only a matter of time before it all comes to full surface.. All these years of holding back are eating me alive.. Fuck that shit tho.. It started to come out back when I was like, 18 or so, but of course I kept fighting off everything. Blah. Up w/ being open. Maybe not all out there on display like a KMart clearance rack, but you know.. A Martha Stewart sale will do.
Moving on, all of my friends are hot in the ass right now. Some are even regretting it. Others are thinking about it entirely too much. And you, my formerly red-vested friend. Don't do it. Cuz if shit doesn't pan out the way you want it to (and it usually doesn't), it'll just be one more thing to dwell on in your life that you don't need.
Trust me. Work on the issue you have @ hand. That other shit will come and go as often as you like, once it first comes around.
I'm ending this w/ one of the greatest songs I've ever heard. It will be my first cover song.
"She"
She
She screams in silence
A sullen riot penetrating through her mind
Waiting for a sign
To smash the silence with the brick of self-control
Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use
Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you
She
She's figured out
All her doubts were someone else's point of view
Waking up this time
To smash the silence with the brick of self-control
Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use
Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you
Ehhhhhhaaoo
Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use
Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you
--
So fucking perfect. Ty, Billie Joe.
Talking to Bre on the phone.. It's so funny, talking about the "old days".. Shit was so much different.. But the one thing I can say is, other than new evolving music, I'm still into a lot of the same shit, some even more now.. Like, it's more apparent now. Everytime I update my interests, it's to take one step closer to that person I know I am. Not to get too deep or anything, but ppl hold back a lot of shit and I'm trying not to do that. I'm into all kinds of shit, and anyone who's known me for a while can tell. I used to live for some damn controversy, and now it lives for me. I'm not setting out to shock bitches, it just happens that way. You wanna know about controversy? http://www.controversysells.com mowfuckas..
Vive Anatole!
And yes, I do still watch that shit. WTF airs a show @ 5 am!? Ugh. I heart you, Anatole..
Gerber. I feel like ppl are making their lives more difficult than they really are nowadays. You want some drama? I'll tell you many a tale, true tales, of some fucked up shit that hopefully will never happen to any of you.. Shit you'll never know about the mowfucka typing this.
So don't ever think you can read me.. I'll bust out w/ some shit to blow your mind.. It's only a matter of time before it all comes to full surface.. All these years of holding back are eating me alive.. Fuck that shit tho.. It started to come out back when I was like, 18 or so, but of course I kept fighting off everything. Blah. Up w/ being open. Maybe not all out there on display like a KMart clearance rack, but you know.. A Martha Stewart sale will do.
Moving on, all of my friends are hot in the ass right now. Some are even regretting it. Others are thinking about it entirely too much. And you, my formerly red-vested friend. Don't do it. Cuz if shit doesn't pan out the way you want it to (and it usually doesn't), it'll just be one more thing to dwell on in your life that you don't need.
Trust me. Work on the issue you have @ hand. That other shit will come and go as often as you like, once it first comes around.
I'm ending this w/ one of the greatest songs I've ever heard. It will be my first cover song.
"She"
She
She screams in silence
A sullen riot penetrating through her mind
Waiting for a sign
To smash the silence with the brick of self-control
Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use
Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you
She
She's figured out
All her doubts were someone else's point of view
Waking up this time
To smash the silence with the brick of self-control
Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use
Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you
Ehhhhhhaaoo
Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use
Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you
--
So fucking perfect. Ty, Billie Joe.
Sunday; "Mommy, I'm NOT being mean to her!"
This was said to me Muva Sunday night after the craziest conversation everrrr.
But that's the end of the story, not the beginning. The day began @ Brandi's apt, and from there, the zoo w/ Angel, etc (lol).. Not zoo like, "Yeah let's go to the ZOO!" but the zoo like, "I have to take these sodas to work." lol. She works @ the greenhouse thingy behind it. I didn't really pay attention to where we were going until I looked out my window (right passenger) to see an elephant just straight kickin' it.. I was like, "Oh, shit! Well, hell..." haha. What a random image.
The greenhouse/garden place was pretty cool. Haven't been to the Norfolk Zoo in EONS. I took lil pics and video, I do believe. I need a USB port to easily transfer all the stuff I have now. I'm currently sending some to My Album.
Soooooo yeah, I get a tour of that place and the 4 greenhouses she runs, and then LAURENCE THE ASSHOLE has to scare the SHIT outta me by saying "And this is where the SNAKES are!!!" all fuckin' excitable like one might just spring out and gnaw on my ankle real quick.. SHEEEEEIIIIIITTTTTT I was out like shout.. Fuck all that!
Oh, I must make mention of the drama that occurred after the trip to the zoo.
There was a plan for 2 to see a movie. Then there was a plan for 3, which turned into a plan for 4-5, WHICH TURNED INTO A PLAN FOR A DIFF MOVIE. WHIIIIIICH turned into a plan for NO movie, just finding something we could all do. During that, there was some doggy drama that didn't NEED to be drama. Problems created, problems solved, pants returned and new, smaller ones chosen, etc etc..
Driving my new caaaaaaaand I guess NOT :|
Aaaand then all parties went to Guadalajara @ Hilltop.. Fuck it, right???
After that, I was called upon to babysit, which I did w/ Lauren and Dawn's company, while we watched I Think I Love My Wife, which had me dyin' @ certain parts.. Chris Rock is insane..
But the night became interesting when Lauren and I went to Brent's to say hello to everyone there.. As usual, I was whippin' around in Pop's electric wheelchair. The speed STAYS on Rabbit when I got that bitch, haha. Anyway we were all (Rob, Brent, Travis, Nick, Sarah, eeeeeetttttttcccccc) bullshittin' and telling stories - per usual, when I get a call from my mom. This is the craziest convo we've had in a MINUTE. Wanna know what it was about? How it started?
It aaaaaalllllll started when my Ma came home and paid me part of what LV owes me. When she told me the amount I had yet to recieve, I told her it should be MORE than that b/c I've watched these idiots more since then, so how is that the figure? And then after some chat about that, I left, and on the way out of the neighborhood I had a convo w/ LV asking her just what my hourly rate was in her eyes b/c I wasn't sure if we were clear. After her answer, and my admittedly super-sarcastic comments to her, I hung up and then thought about it.. The figure was def $5 short than the inital convo about this job, which means she really owes me like $100 if you think about it. So I texted my Ma and asked her to be sure before I flipped the hell out, but she never responded so I let it go. THEN an hour later @ Brent's, I get the call.
All heck broke loose after that.
THIIIIIIIIIS BITCH called my Ma crying or w/e saying that my sarcasm hurts her feelings and makes her think I don't like her. Also said that I'm condescending to her (whiiiiiich let's be honest, I'm known to do) and all that jazz.. So my dear old Mum decides that I need to be NICE to her, stop talking down to her, and try and be more pleasant.
"WHAT!!?? MA, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? LIKE FOR REAL.. YOU'RE REALLY SAYING THIS TO ME.. I'M NOT EVEN MEEEEEAN TO HER!!"
B/c really, in the end I'm DEF not nearly as mean as I could be. I COULD be vicious. Not just to her, but to anyone, but I'm not. Only when I'm joking around. People should be so fucking lucky, I SWEAR. ONE MORE PERSON tells me I'm mean that's already said it..
REALLY, NO SHIT, GET THE FUUUUUCK OVER IT THO. OR GET A NEW FRIEND. I REALLY DGAF.
SOMEHOW, the "meanest person" always seems to get to listen to other people's fucking DRAMA, etc but if I'm so mean, why would you tell me? Wouldn't I just turn you away? Hm? K so stfu then.
Like I said, COULD BE vicious, but I'm not........... Really.
ANYWAY... I start getting all mad and I literally have tears in my eyes b/c I can't believe we're having this conversation. As if I don't do enough for that bitch, she wants me to play fuckin' Serial Mom, too!?!? And keep it PEACHY KEEN, JELLYBEAN.... Wooooooooow really cuz you're a grown ass mother of 4, if you can't take a lil sarcasm, you don't need to breathe my air. I need it to laugh @ every mistake you make, which is PLENTY. Number one being SABRINA, thanks.
So we're still arguing w/ everyone listening to me freak out.. I'm pretty sure she hung up on me right after I started the tears up, but then she called me back after I almost drove myself thru the door of Brent's front porch, lmmmmfao. That would've been awesome but I braked mad hard. That was also right after Travis tried to get me to smoke b/c I was so upset.
GRRRRRRRRRRRLSDGHL;DSHJGO;LSDKHJGL;KDSJL;GSDJG!!!!!!!!!!!
My mom calls back and we have the same convo, but I'm trying in the calmest inside voice EVER, MINUS ANY AND ALL SARCASM B/C SHE THREATENED TO HANG UP IF I DIDN'T CUT IT OUT.. WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF AND I JUST HELD THAT F KEY SOOOO HARD..
IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR, FUCK HER. I was telling my Ma that if I have to deal w/ her DUMB ASS KIDS, OR HER DIRTY ASS WAY OF LIVING, SHEEEEEEE HAS TO GET THE FUCK OVER ME BEING ME. I told her I wasn't doing it to be MEAN, but I CANNOT STANNNNNNNND A STUPID PERSON AND LV ISN'T THE BRIGHTEST CRAYON IN THE BOX. Actually that was after my Ma was like, "Of COURSE her kids are stupid, she's not exactly a smart person, Lisa. She can't help it if she's not smart like you (cheese!), not everyone can be a genius (double-cheese!) but you're gonna have to get over it. You're hurting her for real."
Okay, all the kudos aside, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Really, she could EASILY help her kids out by getting them help in school, but she acts like there's no problem w/ being a LOT stupid. Not just a little. Which is what I told her.. She tells ME that "LaViece isn't a strong person. Don't let her fool you, Lisa.. She's really not that strong of a person, and you're making her cry which is affecting her day-to-day. Her store isn't performing well, and on top of that, you're being mean to her."
REEEEEEEEAAAAALLLLLLLLYYYYYYYY CUZ YOU SEE NO PROBLEM IN STILL BEING A BITCH TO ME ON THE REGULAR THANKS TO YOUR SPOILED YOUNGEST DAUGHTER, NOT TO MENTION MY ENTIRE UPBRINGING, BUT NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN IT'S FUCKING SESAME STREET IN THIS BITCH!?!?!
MORE POINTS IN MY FAVOR SHOWING HOW I AAAAAALWAYS GET THE SHORT END OF THE FUCKING STICK IN THIS FAMILY.
I have to be nice but LAUREN can be the BIGGEST CUNT EVER to my MOTHER and still reap every benefit possible. I called my Ma a bitch earlier in the day just playing and she called me back to tell me "Let that be the last time in your fucking life that you call me a bitch." REALLY, I'M SURE LAUREN JUST GOT DONE DOING SO/SLASHING YOUR TIRES/BREAKING OUT THE FUCKING WINDOWS OF YOUR ROOM BUT OOOOOOOOKAAAAAAAAAAY!!!
CAMP CAN DO!
Fuck outta here.
Can you feel the underlaying resentment towards my family? Bout to bubble, baby... But anyway.. I'm keeping my cool the best way I know how, by talking like SHE is 7 and I'm the adult. There is no middle ground when I'm that upset. I have to address you like a child, or like an adult FULLY capable of hearing another adult get mad. BUUUUT OF COURSE, I can't have that convo w/ my Ma so I'm stuck w/ the kid gloves. I told her the reasons why I prob do have an attitude (she was like, "I can believe it b/c you have an attitude NOW.") towards LV. Like I said, the living conditions, and the dumb lil "Oops I'm a stupidhead" type shit LV says when she fucks up ANY AND EVERY LITTLE THING I'VE ASKED HER TO DO SINCE I GOT HERE. Stupidity OBVIOUSLY makes me angry, so WHYYYYY would you follow dumb w/ DUMBER. It's only cute in the movies, bitch. OMFG.
My Ma also told me that she doesn't like being around me when I'm all sarcastic etc, and I told her I don't like being around HER b/c I don't care, it's ME and it's BEEN ME, so why does it matter now??? I don't get it. Look @ all of the shit I have dealt w/ in my life, just the family side of it. ALL OF IT is the reason why I'm this way now, so if it's YOUR fault, don't get mad @ me a decade too late. It's already over, the war has ceased. After this, I'm gonna post an old LJ entry I found that clearly shows me @ the breaking point. I literally feel like I work in Purgatory. It's like God found a white family that sorta mirrors parts of my childhood and now wants me to repeat it day after day.
I told my mom that the ONLY reason I am putting myself thru this shit is b/c above all, SHE NEEDS ME TO DO THIS. If LV had to stay home, her store would suffer critically, and my Ma wouldn't get paid nearly as much as she does now. Really, BOTH of these bitches should be paying me.. But anway I told her that I would try, promised it to her that I wouldn't give LV a hard time even if it killed me. I was still baffled by the time we got off the phone w/ a bunch more I love you's, but w/e.
I'm not meant to understand it, remember? I'm too smart to understand it, apparently. Don't know how THAT works, but ok.
I wish there was a transcript of this, video and audio, so you can literally hear where I try to bring my tone down during several key points of debate. You couldn't find a better mother-daughter debate team, I swear. It seriously bruised my soul to have her ask me to do all of that, but in the end I'm sure she will look out for me in some way. If I had the balls to, I'd prob cry right now just thinking about it all. I feel like she asked so much from me, knowing how my brain works, knowing how much family life really doesn't appeal to me @ all.
The things we do for love.....
Of course, the roles would be in reverse had I been talking about the relationship b/t my mom and sister, but ok.. Let's keep being a dick to the only one to EVER really gaf...
But that's the end of the story, not the beginning. The day began @ Brandi's apt, and from there, the zoo w/ Angel, etc (lol).. Not zoo like, "Yeah let's go to the ZOO!" but the zoo like, "I have to take these sodas to work." lol. She works @ the greenhouse thingy behind it. I didn't really pay attention to where we were going until I looked out my window (right passenger) to see an elephant just straight kickin' it.. I was like, "Oh, shit! Well, hell..." haha. What a random image.
The greenhouse/garden place was pretty cool. Haven't been to the Norfolk Zoo in EONS. I took lil pics and video, I do believe. I need a USB port to easily transfer all the stuff I have now. I'm currently sending some to My Album.
Soooooo yeah, I get a tour of that place and the 4 greenhouses she runs, and then LAURENCE THE ASSHOLE has to scare the SHIT outta me by saying "And this is where the SNAKES are!!!" all fuckin' excitable like one might just spring out and gnaw on my ankle real quick.. SHEEEEEIIIIIITTTTTT I was out like shout.. Fuck all that!
Oh, I must make mention of the drama that occurred after the trip to the zoo.
There was a plan for 2 to see a movie. Then there was a plan for 3, which turned into a plan for 4-5, WHICH TURNED INTO A PLAN FOR A DIFF MOVIE. WHIIIIIICH turned into a plan for NO movie, just finding something we could all do. During that, there was some doggy drama that didn't NEED to be drama. Problems created, problems solved, pants returned and new, smaller ones chosen, etc etc..
Driving my new caaaaaaaand I guess NOT :|
Aaaand then all parties went to Guadalajara @ Hilltop.. Fuck it, right???
After that, I was called upon to babysit, which I did w/ Lauren and Dawn's company, while we watched I Think I Love My Wife, which had me dyin' @ certain parts.. Chris Rock is insane..
But the night became interesting when Lauren and I went to Brent's to say hello to everyone there.. As usual, I was whippin' around in Pop's electric wheelchair. The speed STAYS on Rabbit when I got that bitch, haha. Anyway we were all (Rob, Brent, Travis, Nick, Sarah, eeeeeetttttttcccccc) bullshittin' and telling stories - per usual, when I get a call from my mom. This is the craziest convo we've had in a MINUTE. Wanna know what it was about? How it started?
It aaaaaalllllll started when my Ma came home and paid me part of what LV owes me. When she told me the amount I had yet to recieve, I told her it should be MORE than that b/c I've watched these idiots more since then, so how is that the figure? And then after some chat about that, I left, and on the way out of the neighborhood I had a convo w/ LV asking her just what my hourly rate was in her eyes b/c I wasn't sure if we were clear. After her answer, and my admittedly super-sarcastic comments to her, I hung up and then thought about it.. The figure was def $5 short than the inital convo about this job, which means she really owes me like $100 if you think about it. So I texted my Ma and asked her to be sure before I flipped the hell out, but she never responded so I let it go. THEN an hour later @ Brent's, I get the call.
All heck broke loose after that.
THIIIIIIIIIS BITCH called my Ma crying or w/e saying that my sarcasm hurts her feelings and makes her think I don't like her. Also said that I'm condescending to her (whiiiiiich let's be honest, I'm known to do) and all that jazz.. So my dear old Mum decides that I need to be NICE to her, stop talking down to her, and try and be more pleasant.
"WHAT!!?? MA, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? LIKE FOR REAL.. YOU'RE REALLY SAYING THIS TO ME.. I'M NOT EVEN MEEEEEAN TO HER!!"
B/c really, in the end I'm DEF not nearly as mean as I could be. I COULD be vicious. Not just to her, but to anyone, but I'm not. Only when I'm joking around. People should be so fucking lucky, I SWEAR. ONE MORE PERSON tells me I'm mean that's already said it..
REALLY, NO SHIT, GET THE FUUUUUCK OVER IT THO. OR GET A NEW FRIEND. I REALLY DGAF.
SOMEHOW, the "meanest person" always seems to get to listen to other people's fucking DRAMA, etc but if I'm so mean, why would you tell me? Wouldn't I just turn you away? Hm? K so stfu then.
Like I said, COULD BE vicious, but I'm not........... Really.
ANYWAY... I start getting all mad and I literally have tears in my eyes b/c I can't believe we're having this conversation. As if I don't do enough for that bitch, she wants me to play fuckin' Serial Mom, too!?!? And keep it PEACHY KEEN, JELLYBEAN.... Wooooooooow really cuz you're a grown ass mother of 4, if you can't take a lil sarcasm, you don't need to breathe my air. I need it to laugh @ every mistake you make, which is PLENTY. Number one being SABRINA, thanks.
So we're still arguing w/ everyone listening to me freak out.. I'm pretty sure she hung up on me right after I started the tears up, but then she called me back after I almost drove myself thru the door of Brent's front porch, lmmmmfao. That would've been awesome but I braked mad hard. That was also right after Travis tried to get me to smoke b/c I was so upset.
GRRRRRRRRRRRLSDGHL;DSHJGO;LSDKHJGL;KDSJL;GSDJG!!!!!!!!!!!
My mom calls back and we have the same convo, but I'm trying in the calmest inside voice EVER, MINUS ANY AND ALL SARCASM B/C SHE THREATENED TO HANG UP IF I DIDN'T CUT IT OUT.. WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF AND I JUST HELD THAT F KEY SOOOO HARD..
IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR, FUCK HER. I was telling my Ma that if I have to deal w/ her DUMB ASS KIDS, OR HER DIRTY ASS WAY OF LIVING, SHEEEEEEE HAS TO GET THE FUCK OVER ME BEING ME. I told her I wasn't doing it to be MEAN, but I CANNOT STANNNNNNNND A STUPID PERSON AND LV ISN'T THE BRIGHTEST CRAYON IN THE BOX. Actually that was after my Ma was like, "Of COURSE her kids are stupid, she's not exactly a smart person, Lisa. She can't help it if she's not smart like you (cheese!), not everyone can be a genius (double-cheese!) but you're gonna have to get over it. You're hurting her for real."
Okay, all the kudos aside, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Really, she could EASILY help her kids out by getting them help in school, but she acts like there's no problem w/ being a LOT stupid. Not just a little. Which is what I told her.. She tells ME that "LaViece isn't a strong person. Don't let her fool you, Lisa.. She's really not that strong of a person, and you're making her cry which is affecting her day-to-day. Her store isn't performing well, and on top of that, you're being mean to her."
REEEEEEEEAAAAALLLLLLLLYYYYYYYY CUZ YOU SEE NO PROBLEM IN STILL BEING A BITCH TO ME ON THE REGULAR THANKS TO YOUR SPOILED YOUNGEST DAUGHTER, NOT TO MENTION MY ENTIRE UPBRINGING, BUT NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN IT'S FUCKING SESAME STREET IN THIS BITCH!?!?!
MORE POINTS IN MY FAVOR SHOWING HOW I AAAAAALWAYS GET THE SHORT END OF THE FUCKING STICK IN THIS FAMILY.
I have to be nice but LAUREN can be the BIGGEST CUNT EVER to my MOTHER and still reap every benefit possible. I called my Ma a bitch earlier in the day just playing and she called me back to tell me "Let that be the last time in your fucking life that you call me a bitch." REALLY, I'M SURE LAUREN JUST GOT DONE DOING SO/SLASHING YOUR TIRES/BREAKING OUT THE FUCKING WINDOWS OF YOUR ROOM BUT OOOOOOOOKAAAAAAAAAAY!!!
CAMP CAN DO!
Fuck outta here.
Can you feel the underlaying resentment towards my family? Bout to bubble, baby... But anyway.. I'm keeping my cool the best way I know how, by talking like SHE is 7 and I'm the adult. There is no middle ground when I'm that upset. I have to address you like a child, or like an adult FULLY capable of hearing another adult get mad. BUUUUT OF COURSE, I can't have that convo w/ my Ma so I'm stuck w/ the kid gloves. I told her the reasons why I prob do have an attitude (she was like, "I can believe it b/c you have an attitude NOW.") towards LV. Like I said, the living conditions, and the dumb lil "Oops I'm a stupidhead" type shit LV says when she fucks up ANY AND EVERY LITTLE THING I'VE ASKED HER TO DO SINCE I GOT HERE. Stupidity OBVIOUSLY makes me angry, so WHYYYYY would you follow dumb w/ DUMBER. It's only cute in the movies, bitch. OMFG.
My Ma also told me that she doesn't like being around me when I'm all sarcastic etc, and I told her I don't like being around HER b/c I don't care, it's ME and it's BEEN ME, so why does it matter now??? I don't get it. Look @ all of the shit I have dealt w/ in my life, just the family side of it. ALL OF IT is the reason why I'm this way now, so if it's YOUR fault, don't get mad @ me a decade too late. It's already over, the war has ceased. After this, I'm gonna post an old LJ entry I found that clearly shows me @ the breaking point. I literally feel like I work in Purgatory. It's like God found a white family that sorta mirrors parts of my childhood and now wants me to repeat it day after day.
I told my mom that the ONLY reason I am putting myself thru this shit is b/c above all, SHE NEEDS ME TO DO THIS. If LV had to stay home, her store would suffer critically, and my Ma wouldn't get paid nearly as much as she does now. Really, BOTH of these bitches should be paying me.. But anway I told her that I would try, promised it to her that I wouldn't give LV a hard time even if it killed me. I was still baffled by the time we got off the phone w/ a bunch more I love you's, but w/e.
I'm not meant to understand it, remember? I'm too smart to understand it, apparently. Don't know how THAT works, but ok.
I wish there was a transcript of this, video and audio, so you can literally hear where I try to bring my tone down during several key points of debate. You couldn't find a better mother-daughter debate team, I swear. It seriously bruised my soul to have her ask me to do all of that, but in the end I'm sure she will look out for me in some way. If I had the balls to, I'd prob cry right now just thinking about it all. I feel like she asked so much from me, knowing how my brain works, knowing how much family life really doesn't appeal to me @ all.
The things we do for love.....
Of course, the roles would be in reverse had I been talking about the relationship b/t my mom and sister, but ok.. Let's keep being a dick to the only one to EVER really gaf...
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Saturday; "So you have no idea what time we eat??"
I'm glad the wedding was so carefully and thoughtfully planned out. Really, I am..........
I'm also glad that Grace lives so close to WaWa, cuz that's def what we ate. For breakfast, btw. No way I was sitting thru a wedding on an empty stomach.
The moments after we left Wawa went by in a blur. After eating most of my sammich, we went to Stephanie's parents' house to get my clothes from Lauren. Her jackass self took off w/ my items still in the car to get ready w/ the girls @ Greenbrier Mall (hair/make-up).. So we drove over there, even tho you can see the house from Grace's steps, then ended up helping clean the house in preparation for the afterparty.. After THAT, which included packing the limo w/ all sortsa crazy shit, and taking pics of Lauren, Dawn, and Steph in their dresses and on their way to the limo/at it, we went back and got ready. Craig, too, can't forget CRAIG! We basically wore the same thing, I just had a lighter color green shirt, and diff color shoes. You'll see when the pics are developed/uploaded..
I looked nice and spiffy/casual. I told my Ma I was keepin' it real breezy and fresh, b/c it was on a boat. The wind was blowin' and the beer was flowin'! LOL oh man.. It was SOOO much fun!
When we got there, most people were outside on the dock just bullshitting w/ each other and getting drunk on the sneak tip, haha. Everyone looked so nice! I think Jessica's dress stole a show a lil bit, lol. Def got some comments. Just know that it was chosen for ME! Muahaha!
Anyway, after Clutch the riverboat blackjack dealer arrived, and we all BS'd some more, we were all finally let onto Virginia's Jewel. No one really knew wtf to do so we just all sat down and chatted amongst the tables. There were cameras on each table, and I had ours. It'll be SO obvious which camera I had, too. I CAN-NOT wait to see the pictures..
This is where it got confusing. One minute, we're all talkin' shit and waiting for the wedding to start, next thing you know, IT'S STARTED. And I don't mean like we got a warning, etc. That shit was just HAPPENING. Love it. So we all whisper to each other that it's really going on, and stfu. All the usual stuff happens, the family/bridesmaids etc walk down, take their places. Dude doing the ceremony was maaaad quiet in the mic up until he got to Corinthians.. Brandi leans into me and whispers "I shoulda bet $20 bucks." and we laugh.. Then I was like "Proper girl w/ the hat just eye-fucked the SHIT out of me!" haha.. All during the ceremony.. Hope no one heard us, b/c everyone around us had shit to say @ random b/c we didn't know wtf was going on, or what to do. Clutch looked @ me like, "Huh??" and I mouthed to him "I have no fucking idea." so uhh yeah.. First wedding for me, so I had no previous experience to go on. Just Wedding Crashers, lol.
Next time, I fully plan to do some dumb shit. I think the next wedding I'm going to is Hunger's, so we shall see. Susanna would kill me if I interrupted the wedding she's been waiting EONS for, haha...
But anyway, where was I... Ohh.. The ceremony. All the usual moments take place, blah blah. Don't really know how to describe it. And then.. Well, I can barely remember the rest of the day in order after the 'I Do' parts. There were MANY pictures taken.. MANY drinks ordered, MAAAAANY off-rhythm white people dancing.. Bwahaha.. We did the Souljah Boy, Cupid Shuffle/Cha-Cha Slide (much to my annoyance).. Wedding dances, I dunno.. We had a blast tho.. Of course, it took the MERCERS to loosen up everyone. People were just standing around or looking @ the scenery.. Fuck all that, shake that assssss bitch, and let me see whatchu got!
I of course broke it down. At one point, Brandi and I were up against the wall of the dancefloor and I'm smackin' her ass repeatedly. We stopped after realizing we WERE still @ a wedding w/ kids and family members. I was like, "Ok, ok, we're not @ Ambush.. Must remember that!" lol.. Oh, what a night!
I think the most relaxing part was when, Brandi, Jessica, and myself were on the back of the boat, standing outside in the awesome breeze w/ our Bud Lights, talking and enjoying all the nice ass houses we were passing by. That, and the post-wedding purchase I made/dedicated to our survival. Out of all of our friends, we've probably been thru the most, as far as living situations, fights, etc. Together and apart, which is what I "toasted" to. "To survival.. We've been thru mad shit, man.. Together and apart.. TOGETHER & APART...." to which Brandi gives me a sly look and goes "RIGHT!?" haha. So true. We've lived like woodsman, and statesmen, all in the same years. Anything can happen, I swear. It's a gypsy/pirate's life for us, lol.
After all that, we headed to the afterparty, where the keg was tapped/RUINED by people not knowing wtf they're doing. Stevo reFUSES to let the bitch settle, and insists on sitting letting foam pour out for like 30 mins straight. FYI, FOAM IS UNSETTLED BEER DICK SO STOP FUCKING PUMPING AND LET IT SETTLE ITSELF DOWN.
But NOOOOOOOOO... WOW. I ♥ less-than-stellar people! Haha. I really do love that boy tho. Even if he IS one of the dumbest people I know, next to his SISTER, LAUREN bwahaha j/k... But only on the Lauren part. Stevo really is retarded.
So anyway we attempt to play beer pong but the table gets bucked on, so there goes that. Unfortunately, we were waiting in line for the SLOWEST, SUCKIEST GAME OF BEER PONG EVERRRRRRR.. IT WASN'T EVEN BEER PONG, IT WAS MARGARITA PONG!!! Who DOES that!?!? The other side had Sparks.. Even worse.. Say there was a shut-out. Your stomach would be all sorts of fucked up! And they didn't know how many cups to use so each team had like 14-15 cups. This I partially blame on Lauren, b/c I heard her asking around for the answer before. How many times have you played??? Really, now.. lol
I hate when people talk shit about BP and then their games last LITERALLY an hour.
I also hate how long this is, so I will resume it tomorrow w/ a part twooooooookay no I won't. We drank, we bullshitted.. THEY went to the races, while Brandi and I went to see Travis and take a lil Pungo trip.. THEN we went to the spot also buuut it was just to say goodnight, really. Didn't stay but like 10 minutes. Long enough for me to let David know that Jessica was hands-off, maybe even eyes-off, to him.
There's a lot of dialogue missing in the last parts of this blog, but like I said, I'm just not feeeeeeeeeeeelin' it lately, so I'm not gonna mimic real excitement.
LMMMMMMMMMMFAO JUST REMEMBERED RYAN AND HIS PARROT BAY (SPRITE REMIX, THANKS) CHUGGING, OMFGAAAAAAD. WEAKEST MOMENTS EVER = RYAN. He's not much of a drinker, and like most of the males he hangs out w/, when he DOES drink, it's ususally some typical ass Smirnoff Ice/etc type of drink. Not an actual BEER beer, one that doesn't taste like it came from the ice cream truck. He drank THREE [3] Parrot Bays, and HALF a cup of Natty Light and was WASTED.. Like, WAAAAAAASTEEEEEEEEED.. The funniest moment was when he looked @ either Stevo or Jay and was like, "Chug?" and they proceeded to chug their beers. Of course, Ryan's was PINEAPPLE, and he DID NOT FINISH IT, but w/e floats your boat! Jessica and I were LOSING OUR SHIT over the way he drinks. If you read this Ryan, I fucking love you. You really saved the night as far as comedy. That shit was GRRRRRRRRRREAT!
K so yeah there's obv more shit that will come to mind, so I'll just throw it into Sunday's blog if I decided to talk about it..
I'm ooooouuuuuutttttttt.
TRIIIIIIIIIIIIFE.
I'm also glad that Grace lives so close to WaWa, cuz that's def what we ate. For breakfast, btw. No way I was sitting thru a wedding on an empty stomach.
The moments after we left Wawa went by in a blur. After eating most of my sammich, we went to Stephanie's parents' house to get my clothes from Lauren. Her jackass self took off w/ my items still in the car to get ready w/ the girls @ Greenbrier Mall (hair/make-up).. So we drove over there, even tho you can see the house from Grace's steps, then ended up helping clean the house in preparation for the afterparty.. After THAT, which included packing the limo w/ all sortsa crazy shit, and taking pics of Lauren, Dawn, and Steph in their dresses and on their way to the limo/at it, we went back and got ready. Craig, too, can't forget CRAIG! We basically wore the same thing, I just had a lighter color green shirt, and diff color shoes. You'll see when the pics are developed/uploaded..
I looked nice and spiffy/casual. I told my Ma I was keepin' it real breezy and fresh, b/c it was on a boat. The wind was blowin' and the beer was flowin'! LOL oh man.. It was SOOO much fun!
When we got there, most people were outside on the dock just bullshitting w/ each other and getting drunk on the sneak tip, haha. Everyone looked so nice! I think Jessica's dress stole a show a lil bit, lol. Def got some comments. Just know that it was chosen for ME! Muahaha!
Anyway, after Clutch the riverboat blackjack dealer arrived, and we all BS'd some more, we were all finally let onto Virginia's Jewel. No one really knew wtf to do so we just all sat down and chatted amongst the tables. There were cameras on each table, and I had ours. It'll be SO obvious which camera I had, too. I CAN-NOT wait to see the pictures..
This is where it got confusing. One minute, we're all talkin' shit and waiting for the wedding to start, next thing you know, IT'S STARTED. And I don't mean like we got a warning, etc. That shit was just HAPPENING. Love it. So we all whisper to each other that it's really going on, and stfu. All the usual stuff happens, the family/bridesmaids etc walk down, take their places. Dude doing the ceremony was maaaad quiet in the mic up until he got to Corinthians.. Brandi leans into me and whispers "I shoulda bet $20 bucks." and we laugh.. Then I was like "Proper girl w/ the hat just eye-fucked the SHIT out of me!" haha.. All during the ceremony.. Hope no one heard us, b/c everyone around us had shit to say @ random b/c we didn't know wtf was going on, or what to do. Clutch looked @ me like, "Huh??" and I mouthed to him "I have no fucking idea." so uhh yeah.. First wedding for me, so I had no previous experience to go on. Just Wedding Crashers, lol.
Next time, I fully plan to do some dumb shit. I think the next wedding I'm going to is Hunger's, so we shall see. Susanna would kill me if I interrupted the wedding she's been waiting EONS for, haha...
But anyway, where was I... Ohh.. The ceremony. All the usual moments take place, blah blah. Don't really know how to describe it. And then.. Well, I can barely remember the rest of the day in order after the 'I Do' parts. There were MANY pictures taken.. MANY drinks ordered, MAAAAANY off-rhythm white people dancing.. Bwahaha.. We did the Souljah Boy, Cupid Shuffle/Cha-Cha Slide (much to my annoyance).. Wedding dances, I dunno.. We had a blast tho.. Of course, it took the MERCERS to loosen up everyone. People were just standing around or looking @ the scenery.. Fuck all that, shake that assssss bitch, and let me see whatchu got!
I of course broke it down. At one point, Brandi and I were up against the wall of the dancefloor and I'm smackin' her ass repeatedly. We stopped after realizing we WERE still @ a wedding w/ kids and family members. I was like, "Ok, ok, we're not @ Ambush.. Must remember that!" lol.. Oh, what a night!
I think the most relaxing part was when, Brandi, Jessica, and myself were on the back of the boat, standing outside in the awesome breeze w/ our Bud Lights, talking and enjoying all the nice ass houses we were passing by. That, and the post-wedding purchase I made/dedicated to our survival. Out of all of our friends, we've probably been thru the most, as far as living situations, fights, etc. Together and apart, which is what I "toasted" to. "To survival.. We've been thru mad shit, man.. Together and apart.. TOGETHER & APART...." to which Brandi gives me a sly look and goes "RIGHT!?" haha. So true. We've lived like woodsman, and statesmen, all in the same years. Anything can happen, I swear. It's a gypsy/pirate's life for us, lol.
After all that, we headed to the afterparty, where the keg was tapped/RUINED by people not knowing wtf they're doing. Stevo reFUSES to let the bitch settle, and insists on sitting letting foam pour out for like 30 mins straight. FYI, FOAM IS UNSETTLED BEER DICK SO STOP FUCKING PUMPING AND LET IT SETTLE ITSELF DOWN.
But NOOOOOOOOO... WOW. I ♥ less-than-stellar people! Haha. I really do love that boy tho. Even if he IS one of the dumbest people I know, next to his SISTER, LAUREN bwahaha j/k... But only on the Lauren part. Stevo really is retarded.
So anyway we attempt to play beer pong but the table gets bucked on, so there goes that. Unfortunately, we were waiting in line for the SLOWEST, SUCKIEST GAME OF BEER PONG EVERRRRRRR.. IT WASN'T EVEN BEER PONG, IT WAS MARGARITA PONG!!! Who DOES that!?!? The other side had Sparks.. Even worse.. Say there was a shut-out. Your stomach would be all sorts of fucked up! And they didn't know how many cups to use so each team had like 14-15 cups. This I partially blame on Lauren, b/c I heard her asking around for the answer before. How many times have you played??? Really, now.. lol
I hate when people talk shit about BP and then their games last LITERALLY an hour.
I also hate how long this is, so I will resume it tomorrow w/ a part twooooooookay no I won't. We drank, we bullshitted.. THEY went to the races, while Brandi and I went to see Travis and take a lil Pungo trip.. THEN we went to the spot also buuut it was just to say goodnight, really. Didn't stay but like 10 minutes. Long enough for me to let David know that Jessica was hands-off, maybe even eyes-off, to him.
There's a lot of dialogue missing in the last parts of this blog, but like I said, I'm just not feeeeeeeeeeeelin' it lately, so I'm not gonna mimic real excitement.
LMMMMMMMMMMFAO JUST REMEMBERED RYAN AND HIS PARROT BAY (SPRITE REMIX, THANKS) CHUGGING, OMFGAAAAAAD. WEAKEST MOMENTS EVER = RYAN. He's not much of a drinker, and like most of the males he hangs out w/, when he DOES drink, it's ususally some typical ass Smirnoff Ice/etc type of drink. Not an actual BEER beer, one that doesn't taste like it came from the ice cream truck. He drank THREE [3] Parrot Bays, and HALF a cup of Natty Light and was WASTED.. Like, WAAAAAAASTEEEEEEEEED.. The funniest moment was when he looked @ either Stevo or Jay and was like, "Chug?" and they proceeded to chug their beers. Of course, Ryan's was PINEAPPLE, and he DID NOT FINISH IT, but w/e floats your boat! Jessica and I were LOSING OUR SHIT over the way he drinks. If you read this Ryan, I fucking love you. You really saved the night as far as comedy. That shit was GRRRRRRRRRREAT!
K so yeah there's obv more shit that will come to mind, so I'll just throw it into Sunday's blog if I decided to talk about it..
I'm ooooouuuuuutttttttt.
TRIIIIIIIIIIIIFE.
"And the SAGA continues..."
I swear, this house is killing me. I have zero interest in blogging. ZERO. But that could be b/c I haven't listened to my music in two days, and that's usually when I feel the most inspired to write.
I think it's the combo of the insane weeks here, then a non-stop weekend back home, to return riiiiiight back to the insane weeks w/ no breaks inbetween cuz I def don't rest long in VA. Not til like 3am, and then I'm awake by 7-8am.
Oh, well. Get the fuck over it, Lisa, or Benoit yourself.
It doesn't help that I went to VA last night @ random. TRIED to go see Lauren but she wasn't answering her phoooooonnnnnnneeeeeeee.. BITCH. She doesn't even know I was there still, lol. Until she reads this, she still won't. ♥ you!
I went to Brent's house after that, b/c I knew Brandi, Sarah, etc would be over there watching the Eagles vs. Redskins game. I kicked it over there for a liiiiiiiiiil bit, got thrown into the ro-ro, said HELLOOOOOO to a drunk ass Dom, then bounced around the corner to Shay's where the magic peace pipe seemed to have her on tilt bwahaha.. We were WEEEEEEEAAAAAAKKKKKKKK, lemme tell YOU. Morgan as well, just w/o inspiration.
After talking to Josh (Sherman) on the phone for a lil bit, we all rolled out to kick it b/c he said he was hella bored. I haven' laughed that hard since... Well, since Sunday, but I haven't even posted SATURDAY yet so lemme not speak on that..
What a fucking night tho.. "I'm just joshin!" LMMMMFAO omfg, I had him laying across the hood of a car just losin' it.. I kill me, haha. Really, it was a fun ass time even tho I was cold as a BITCH for a minute there.. Def getting a new hoodie this weekend, fuck the bullshit. And I think I've devised a new "get to VA plan" for Friday nights but I have to run it by the ever-sensitive LV.
Don't get me started. Not in this blog, anyway. I need to finish the one about Saturday. Haven't even gotten to the WEDDING yet.
Bwahaha.. What a night..
I think it's the combo of the insane weeks here, then a non-stop weekend back home, to return riiiiiight back to the insane weeks w/ no breaks inbetween cuz I def don't rest long in VA. Not til like 3am, and then I'm awake by 7-8am.
Oh, well. Get the fuck over it, Lisa, or Benoit yourself.
It doesn't help that I went to VA last night @ random. TRIED to go see Lauren but she wasn't answering her phoooooonnnnnnneeeeeeee.. BITCH. She doesn't even know I was there still, lol. Until she reads this, she still won't. ♥ you!
I went to Brent's house after that, b/c I knew Brandi, Sarah, etc would be over there watching the Eagles vs. Redskins game. I kicked it over there for a liiiiiiiiiil bit, got thrown into the ro-ro, said HELLOOOOOO to a drunk ass Dom, then bounced around the corner to Shay's where the magic peace pipe seemed to have her on tilt bwahaha.. We were WEEEEEEEAAAAAAKKKKKKKK, lemme tell YOU. Morgan as well, just w/o inspiration.
After talking to Josh (Sherman) on the phone for a lil bit, we all rolled out to kick it b/c he said he was hella bored. I haven' laughed that hard since... Well, since Sunday, but I haven't even posted SATURDAY yet so lemme not speak on that..
What a fucking night tho.. "I'm just joshin!" LMMMMFAO omfg, I had him laying across the hood of a car just losin' it.. I kill me, haha. Really, it was a fun ass time even tho I was cold as a BITCH for a minute there.. Def getting a new hoodie this weekend, fuck the bullshit. And I think I've devised a new "get to VA plan" for Friday nights but I have to run it by the ever-sensitive LV.
Don't get me started. Not in this blog, anyway. I need to finish the one about Saturday. Haven't even gotten to the WEDDING yet.
Bwahaha.. What a night..
Monday, September 17, 2007
Friday; "Is that the Asian guy from the Neptunes?"
Actually this post could start on Thurs night, b/c that's when I got into town/Derby Run, but I was only there for like an hour, chillin' w/ Lauren, Reva, and Brandi.. CHILLINNNN... And SOMEONE drove past us straight blarin' KMK - Fire It Up. I was like, "That was MOST DEFINITELY KOTTONMOUTH." and it sure was.. Worrrrd.
We bullshitted for a hot minute, and I almost KILLED Lauren's high ass talkin' about how stupid the kids are. I showed them all this homework paper Sabrina did for me like the day before.. INSANE, how slow she is... But I'll get to that on SUNDAY.
After that, I left and went to say HEYYYY to SHAYYYY but she was asleep..
James, however, was defffff not.
But ANYWAY... Friday was spent running around inbetween clothing stores, and Halloween stores. DEF went to 3 in Virginia Beach lol. One being the big one b/t Lynnhaven and King's Grant, where I realized that me and the Cat in the Hat go way back, haha. We saw him when we were walking up, and then as we were looking around in the store, I heard my name being called. It was the CitH! ACTUALLY, it was DINO!!! I thought that was awesome.. As we were chatting it up, a very familiar face goes to walk past us.. I was like, "Well, hell. Is that Chad Hugo? It most certainly is."... That was cool.. He was w/ his family I guess looking for costumes.
Gotta love them VA musicians.. So glad we're known for something haha.
Anyway, I got a pretty good idea (or two, really) about what I want to do for Halloween, so that's cool.. I spent a good amount of that day bs'n, waiting for the "bachelorette party" to go down. I put it in quotes b/c party is the LAST thing we did. There was sooooooo much drama over the dumbest shit, I was astounded. First the Peabody's thing (killll me please), which I pretty much caused inadvertently. Steph decided @ the last minute she wanted to go, and the only pants I had w/ me were for the wedding, which I most def wasn't fucking up @ that wack ass club. Good thing I didn't, b/c I got them too big and had to exchange them the day after the wedding. I would've been out back had I gone in them. REALLY, I'd rather have been w/ the guys, buuuut w/e.
After alla THAT, they decided to get her a stripper. We knew dammmnnnn well the guys were getting one (ended up being TWO BUSTED ASS ONES) so Grace was like, "I'm tryna see some twig 'n berries" so we went about getting that organized. And by WE, I def mean THEM cuz as soon as the name "Peabody's" came into play, my whole mood went down south. I kept my disdain to myself in front of Steph b/c it was supposed to be about HER, not me, so w/.e But now that she's a married woman: GET OVER PEABODY'S, PEOPLE. PLEASE. SHOOT YOURSELF, OR JOIN THE NAVY. ONE OR THE OTHER.
It's not like it's the worst club in America, but the crowd it typically caters to makes are a bunch of fucking similar-outfitted retards trying to look cool in their "stunna shades", as if Iiii give a fuck.
W/e, diff strokes for diff folks, right?? Just don't everrr, no matter who you are, ask me to go there and expect an immediate yes. There HAS to be something else, let's sit and talk about that for awhile haha.. It's not like back in the day, so it's wack.
Juuuuuust like the RACES, which some of ya'll can't seem to remove your grubby little hands from. Haha. It's awesome to see mad people you know for free, but some of the "newer" people out there are just so damn ANNOYING.. How do you do it!?! Please, let me know. Everytime I'm out there, I want to slap someone in their face.
BUT ANYWAY, b/c we didn't go there on Fri..
There was a bunch of drama over whether or not a parental unit should be allowed @ the bachelor party, which is where shit really went south. Quickly. Don't even want to get into specifics, but damn, I thought some clothes were about to be returned instead of worn the next day. Like a maaaaafaka..
Even before THAT, there was drama thanks to Jay's evil fucking step-mom, who I will MOST DEEEEEEEEEEEFFFFFFF BE PUNCHING D E A D I N H E R G R I L L IF I EEEEEEEEEEEEEVER SEE HER AGAIN.
TALK SOME MORE SHIT TO LAUREN, BITCH. OMFGAAAAAAD NO ONE EVER TELLS ME SHIT UNTIL PEOPLE LEAVE. And then she left the next day before I heard some MORE shit she said. Rude fucking CUNT, and a ugly bitch to boot! Worst-dressed @ the wedding, most greasy hair and face, least amount of teeth. All awards belonging to her. Raggedy BITCH. LJSDNHGF;LKSDNHGLJKDSNH;GLKH
WHATEVER.
By night's end, I was on the phone re-telling the tales of horror, while the girls were going Wii-crazy @ Grace's house. I didn't play, but that is where I finally passed out.
OMFG THIS STUPID BITCH IS NEXT TO ME ANNOYING THE FUCK OUTTA ME. REALLY, B/C IT'S DEFFFFFF PAST HER BEDTIME NOW, BUT B/C MOMMY CAME HOME EARLY, I'M STUCK W/ HER.
GREAT THANKS PREESH I LOVE THAT.
GOODBYE. FUCK A BLOG, I'M LOSING MY MIND.
OFF TO THE WOODS I GO.
We bullshitted for a hot minute, and I almost KILLED Lauren's high ass talkin' about how stupid the kids are. I showed them all this homework paper Sabrina did for me like the day before.. INSANE, how slow she is... But I'll get to that on SUNDAY.
After that, I left and went to say HEYYYY to SHAYYYY but she was asleep..
James, however, was defffff not.
But ANYWAY... Friday was spent running around inbetween clothing stores, and Halloween stores. DEF went to 3 in Virginia Beach lol. One being the big one b/t Lynnhaven and King's Grant, where I realized that me and the Cat in the Hat go way back, haha. We saw him when we were walking up, and then as we were looking around in the store, I heard my name being called. It was the CitH! ACTUALLY, it was DINO!!! I thought that was awesome.. As we were chatting it up, a very familiar face goes to walk past us.. I was like, "Well, hell. Is that Chad Hugo? It most certainly is."... That was cool.. He was w/ his family I guess looking for costumes.
Gotta love them VA musicians.. So glad we're known for something haha.
Anyway, I got a pretty good idea (or two, really) about what I want to do for Halloween, so that's cool.. I spent a good amount of that day bs'n, waiting for the "bachelorette party" to go down. I put it in quotes b/c party is the LAST thing we did. There was sooooooo much drama over the dumbest shit, I was astounded. First the Peabody's thing (killll me please), which I pretty much caused inadvertently. Steph decided @ the last minute she wanted to go, and the only pants I had w/ me were for the wedding, which I most def wasn't fucking up @ that wack ass club. Good thing I didn't, b/c I got them too big and had to exchange them the day after the wedding. I would've been out back had I gone in them. REALLY, I'd rather have been w/ the guys, buuuut w/e.
After alla THAT, they decided to get her a stripper. We knew dammmnnnn well the guys were getting one (ended up being TWO BUSTED ASS ONES) so Grace was like, "I'm tryna see some twig 'n berries" so we went about getting that organized. And by WE, I def mean THEM cuz as soon as the name "Peabody's" came into play, my whole mood went down south. I kept my disdain to myself in front of Steph b/c it was supposed to be about HER, not me, so w/.e But now that she's a married woman: GET OVER PEABODY'S, PEOPLE. PLEASE. SHOOT YOURSELF, OR JOIN THE NAVY. ONE OR THE OTHER.
It's not like it's the worst club in America, but the crowd it typically caters to makes are a bunch of fucking similar-outfitted retards trying to look cool in their "stunna shades", as if Iiii give a fuck.
W/e, diff strokes for diff folks, right?? Just don't everrr, no matter who you are, ask me to go there and expect an immediate yes. There HAS to be something else, let's sit and talk about that for awhile haha.. It's not like back in the day, so it's wack.
Juuuuuust like the RACES, which some of ya'll can't seem to remove your grubby little hands from. Haha. It's awesome to see mad people you know for free, but some of the "newer" people out there are just so damn ANNOYING.. How do you do it!?! Please, let me know. Everytime I'm out there, I want to slap someone in their face.
BUT ANYWAY, b/c we didn't go there on Fri..
There was a bunch of drama over whether or not a parental unit should be allowed @ the bachelor party, which is where shit really went south. Quickly. Don't even want to get into specifics, but damn, I thought some clothes were about to be returned instead of worn the next day. Like a maaaaafaka..
Even before THAT, there was drama thanks to Jay's evil fucking step-mom, who I will MOST DEEEEEEEEEEEFFFFFFF BE PUNCHING D E A D I N H E R G R I L L IF I EEEEEEEEEEEEEVER SEE HER AGAIN.
TALK SOME MORE SHIT TO LAUREN, BITCH. OMFGAAAAAAD NO ONE EVER TELLS ME SHIT UNTIL PEOPLE LEAVE. And then she left the next day before I heard some MORE shit she said. Rude fucking CUNT, and a ugly bitch to boot! Worst-dressed @ the wedding, most greasy hair and face, least amount of teeth. All awards belonging to her. Raggedy BITCH. LJSDNHGF;LKSDNHGLJKDSNH;GLKH
WHATEVER.
By night's end, I was on the phone re-telling the tales of horror, while the girls were going Wii-crazy @ Grace's house. I didn't play, but that is where I finally passed out.
OMFG THIS STUPID BITCH IS NEXT TO ME ANNOYING THE FUCK OUTTA ME. REALLY, B/C IT'S DEFFFFFF PAST HER BEDTIME NOW, BUT B/C MOMMY CAME HOME EARLY, I'M STUCK W/ HER.
GREAT THANKS PREESH I LOVE THAT.
GOODBYE. FUCK A BLOG, I'M LOSING MY MIND.
OFF TO THE WOODS I GO.
Friday, September 14, 2007
"MSCL" Producers Go Online with New Series
What if Angela Chase were a 20-something video blogger? She might look a lot like Dylan, the main character of "Quarterlife", a new online TV series from "My So-Called Life" producers Marshall Herskovitz and Ed Zwick that focuses on the trials and tribulations of the quarterlife crisis generation. "A sad truth about my generation is that we were all geniuses in high school," Dylan says in one voiceover, "but apparently the people who deal with us never got our transcripts."
"Quarterlife," which consists of 36 eight-minute episodes that will premiere Nov. 11 on MySpace, has an interesting history. It was produced three years ago as a pilot for ABC, but the network passed on the show. The producers ultimately decided to put the show online, and they're also launching a social networking site for creative 20-somethings.
Twentysomethings are the one age group we haven't really seen Herskovitz and Zwick take on, not counting the short-lived "Relativity," and as a 20-something myself, I want to see how well they reflect the hopes and neuroses of my friends and me. But I'm also nervous that they're going to miss the mark, in the same way I worry that if I were to watch "My So-Called Life" now, it would sound more navel-gazey than insightful. I also think it's a little risky to launch a show about a video blogger on a social network full of them, especially when the trailer includes the angsty line "Why do we blog? We blog to exist."
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I'm SO fucking excited. That show will = me. Oh, my... That's the bestest news everrrrrrr... Esp the site for creative bloggers, lol. But if I have to start yet another blog, sigh...
I'd do it, wtf am I talking about. I already have 3 (one's been "retired") as it is.. All I do is copy/paste tho, takes me 3 mins tops to hit Publish Post on Blogger, open my Myspace blog and paste it there, copy and then paste w/e codes are on it.. And I can just paste it as/is for the bulletins b/c they use diff embedding.
Btw, here's the trailer. The part about "It's my curse" etc, being able to read people and all that.. SOOOOOOOOO ME, thanks.
Quarterlife Trailer
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I fucking love this show AAAALLLLLLREADY..
"Quarterlife," which consists of 36 eight-minute episodes that will premiere Nov. 11 on MySpace, has an interesting history. It was produced three years ago as a pilot for ABC, but the network passed on the show. The producers ultimately decided to put the show online, and they're also launching a social networking site for creative 20-somethings.
Twentysomethings are the one age group we haven't really seen Herskovitz and Zwick take on, not counting the short-lived "Relativity," and as a 20-something myself, I want to see how well they reflect the hopes and neuroses of my friends and me. But I'm also nervous that they're going to miss the mark, in the same way I worry that if I were to watch "My So-Called Life" now, it would sound more navel-gazey than insightful. I also think it's a little risky to launch a show about a video blogger on a social network full of them, especially when the trailer includes the angsty line "Why do we blog? We blog to exist."
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I'm SO fucking excited. That show will = me. Oh, my... That's the bestest news everrrrrrr... Esp the site for creative bloggers, lol. But if I have to start yet another blog, sigh...
I'd do it, wtf am I talking about. I already have 3 (one's been "retired") as it is.. All I do is copy/paste tho, takes me 3 mins tops to hit Publish Post on Blogger, open my Myspace blog and paste it there, copy and then paste w/e codes are on it.. And I can just paste it as/is for the bulletins b/c they use diff embedding.
Btw, here's the trailer. The part about "It's my curse" etc, being able to read people and all that.. SOOOOOOOOO ME, thanks.
Quarterlife Trailer
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I fucking love this show AAAALLLLLLREADY..
Thursday, September 13, 2007
"And hell yeah, I'm the mothafuckin' PRINCESS.."
Don't ever let me do that again, refer to myself as a "mothafuckin PRINCESS", a la Avril Lavigne.
Ever. I don't think I wanted to be a princess back in the deezy. Actually, I did. Just had some pretty vivid memories rebuke that claim. Ok, ok. Whatever. I was THAT corny once...
But now, I'm a KWEEN, one who MOST CERTAINLY will be in VA Friday morning. You didn't think I was gonna go down w/o a fight did you??
I refuse to go gently into the night. NEVER SAY NEVER!
I want to hear some Blondie now. REALLY bad.
BUT... There's stil a problem. This bitch is now saying she's taking Fri off, BUT she isn't going to drive me. I would just love to know when that whole "I'll take you home when you need to go." part of the deal is going to kick in??? I have to have a fucking Battle Royale just to get her to take me Sat mornings..
So nooooowwww I'ma ask my Ma if direct deposit goes in @ midnight. If so, that bitch is taking me to an atm, or she can go alone, and then she can pay me, and I'll find a fuckin' way home. I could've gone home @ 6:30am, for real. She's lucky I'm not dirty..
I had a mythical green purple faery visit me in the middle of the night! We went to Wal-Mart, and went on a nice lil "road trip" thru town. Discovered the "Waterfront" which was actualy kinda pretty, and cool lookin, and a bunch of Jeepers Creepers ass shit. I was scarin' the piss outta Morgan, haha. JEEEEEEEPERS CREEEEEPERS.. WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE EYES!?!? Bwahaha... I hope that car w/ the rims is parked next to you right now (she was stalked on the way here).
K so now, more hours later, my Ma told her to drop the baby w/ her, which means she will be taking me/PAYING ME ASAP so I can go on about my business..
We shall see.. I'm wrapping this up b/c life just got TOOOO FUNNY for two male friends in my life.. WTF, mate.. Keep your Ziplock SEALED @ ALL TIMES. This is how dudes get caught up. VB is too small, officially.
I keep saying that and it keeps becoming more and more blatantly obvious. It's ALMOST uncool to know the entire city, haha... You gotta specifiy how you know mafakas, jic some shit popped off in the past w/ this friend and that friend. Violent or "other"...
Mhm... We cool like that.. SpongeBob that ho!
Ever. I don't think I wanted to be a princess back in the deezy. Actually, I did. Just had some pretty vivid memories rebuke that claim. Ok, ok. Whatever. I was THAT corny once...
But now, I'm a KWEEN, one who MOST CERTAINLY will be in VA Friday morning. You didn't think I was gonna go down w/o a fight did you??
I refuse to go gently into the night. NEVER SAY NEVER!
I want to hear some Blondie now. REALLY bad.
BUT... There's stil a problem. This bitch is now saying she's taking Fri off, BUT she isn't going to drive me. I would just love to know when that whole "I'll take you home when you need to go." part of the deal is going to kick in??? I have to have a fucking Battle Royale just to get her to take me Sat mornings..
So nooooowwww I'ma ask my Ma if direct deposit goes in @ midnight. If so, that bitch is taking me to an atm, or she can go alone, and then she can pay me, and I'll find a fuckin' way home. I could've gone home @ 6:30am, for real. She's lucky I'm not dirty..
I had a mythical green purple faery visit me in the middle of the night! We went to Wal-Mart, and went on a nice lil "road trip" thru town. Discovered the "Waterfront" which was actualy kinda pretty, and cool lookin, and a bunch of Jeepers Creepers ass shit. I was scarin' the piss outta Morgan, haha. JEEEEEEEPERS CREEEEEPERS.. WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE EYES!?!? Bwahaha... I hope that car w/ the rims is parked next to you right now (she was stalked on the way here).
K so now, more hours later, my Ma told her to drop the baby w/ her, which means she will be taking me/PAYING ME ASAP so I can go on about my business..
We shall see.. I'm wrapping this up b/c life just got TOOOO FUNNY for two male friends in my life.. WTF, mate.. Keep your Ziplock SEALED @ ALL TIMES. This is how dudes get caught up. VB is too small, officially.
I keep saying that and it keeps becoming more and more blatantly obvious. It's ALMOST uncool to know the entire city, haha... You gotta specifiy how you know mafakas, jic some shit popped off in the past w/ this friend and that friend. Violent or "other"...
Mhm... We cool like that.. SpongeBob that ho!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Now THIS is what I was referring to...
in my blog the other day about AWESOME Britney performances. This is def the best Britney montage available right now. New song, old faves. This shit is fucking HOT.
Jen will love it, if she hasn't already seen it. I'll prob just send it to her now, b/c I'm not posting this until tomorrow [13th].
Gimme, gimme, more.....
*Sigh, sigh*
I miss old Britney.
Aaaaaand update! Jen just sent me this. Way to pay waaaay too much attention, people lol.
Jen will love it, if she hasn't already seen it. I'll prob just send it to her now, b/c I'm not posting this until tomorrow [13th].
Gimme, gimme, more.....
*Sigh, sigh*
I miss old Britney.
Aaaaaand update! Jen just sent me this. Way to pay waaaay too much attention, people lol.
THERE'S A MIGHTY FIT OF RAGE
CURRENTLY WORKING ITS WAY OUT OF ME....
THIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS BITCH JUST TOLD ME THAT SHE CAN'T TAKE ME FRIDAY AM B/C SHE DOESN'T WANT TO FUCK UP AMBER'S PERFECT ATTENDANCE.
REALLY??? THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT??? NOT YOUR FUCKING COMPLETE LACK-OF-ANY-KNOWLEDGE HAVING "OTHERS"... IS SHE THAT MUCH OF YOUR SHINING STAR THAT YOU DON'T EVEN GIVE A FUCK ABOUT BRINA AND CHRISTIAN!?!?
OMFG I AM SERIOUSLY LIVID.. I DARE SOMEONE TO MAKE ME MAD @ ANY POINT B/T NOW AND....... FOREVER. TIL SHE SAYS I'M GOING. TRIPLE-DOG-DARE IT TO BE ONE OF HER FUCKING IDIOT OFFSPRING.
OHMYGODICANTBREATHEIVENEVERBEENTHISPISSED(INRECENTTIMES)
GET THE FUCK OUT..
HER ATTENDANCE RECORD??? SHE'S GONNA HAVE TO TAKE THE DAY OFF FOR YOUR FUNERAL, SOOOOOOOO WHY PROLONG IT!?!?
NOT EVEN BLOGGING THIS, ALTHO I DID JUST POST 2 OTHERS. I AM JUST RAMBLING IN ANGER. OMFG.. OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOD AND I CAN'T EVEN LEAVE B/C SHEEEEE IS THE ONLY WAY FOR ME TO GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE..
SERIOUSLY??? REALLY, THIS IS HOW YOU DO ME???
REEEEEEEALLY!?!?!?!
LIKE, FAH REALLY???
On Saturdays when I'm in VA, I watch the baby for a half day then she scoops her and goes home. WHY CAN'T SHE DO THAT ON FRIDAY!?!? The kids are OBVIOUSLY used to it being just them for a day... THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE IN EVERY WAY. IT'S NOT EVEN A FULL FUCKING DAY!!! I'LL WATCH THE RANDOMLY HALF-SPANIARD INFANT FOR HALF A DAY I JUST HAAAAAAAAAAAVE TO BE IN FUCKING VA OR THERE'S NO POINT IN SATURDAY.
I SERIOUSLY CAN'T BREATHE. HOLY SHITTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!
PS DEF BLOGGING THIS, WHO AM I KIDDING???
YES, KATT, THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I NEED TO DO......
DSLOGHLDOSHGLODSJKHNLKJDSHNFKDNSVKJDLSBNV
THIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS BITCH JUST TOLD ME THAT SHE CAN'T TAKE ME FRIDAY AM B/C SHE DOESN'T WANT TO FUCK UP AMBER'S PERFECT ATTENDANCE.
REALLY??? THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT??? NOT YOUR FUCKING COMPLETE LACK-OF-ANY-KNOWLEDGE HAVING "OTHERS"... IS SHE THAT MUCH OF YOUR SHINING STAR THAT YOU DON'T EVEN GIVE A FUCK ABOUT BRINA AND CHRISTIAN!?!?
OMFG I AM SERIOUSLY LIVID.. I DARE SOMEONE TO MAKE ME MAD @ ANY POINT B/T NOW AND....... FOREVER. TIL SHE SAYS I'M GOING. TRIPLE-DOG-DARE IT TO BE ONE OF HER FUCKING IDIOT OFFSPRING.
OHMYGODICANTBREATHEIVENEVERBEENTHISPISSED(INRECENTTIMES)
GET THE FUCK OUT..
HER ATTENDANCE RECORD??? SHE'S GONNA HAVE TO TAKE THE DAY OFF FOR YOUR FUNERAL, SOOOOOOOO WHY PROLONG IT!?!?
NOT EVEN BLOGGING THIS, ALTHO I DID JUST POST 2 OTHERS. I AM JUST RAMBLING IN ANGER. OMFG.. OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOD AND I CAN'T EVEN LEAVE B/C SHEEEEE IS THE ONLY WAY FOR ME TO GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE..
SERIOUSLY??? REALLY, THIS IS HOW YOU DO ME???
REEEEEEEALLY!?!?!?!
LIKE, FAH REALLY???
On Saturdays when I'm in VA, I watch the baby for a half day then she scoops her and goes home. WHY CAN'T SHE DO THAT ON FRIDAY!?!? The kids are OBVIOUSLY used to it being just them for a day... THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE IN EVERY WAY. IT'S NOT EVEN A FULL FUCKING DAY!!! I'LL WATCH THE RANDOMLY HALF-SPANIARD INFANT FOR HALF A DAY I JUST HAAAAAAAAAAAVE TO BE IN FUCKING VA OR THERE'S NO POINT IN SATURDAY.
I SERIOUSLY CAN'T BREATHE. HOLY SHITTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!
PS DEF BLOGGING THIS, WHO AM I KIDDING???
YES, KATT, THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I NEED TO DO......
DSLOGHLDOSHGLODSJKHNLKJDSHNFKDNSVKJDLSBNV
Fiiiiive o'clock in the mornin' - where you gonna be???
ASLEEP, UNTIL I'M AWAKENED 20 MINUTES LATER BY THE FUCKING DOG TRYING TO EAT HER WAY INTO A BAG OF CINNAMON HONEY GRAHAM STICKS.
OOOOOOHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMYYYYYYYY GGGGGGGOOOOOOOODDDDDDD....
And this is AAAAAAAFFFFFFTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR I wake up an HOUR earlier, 4:20am, b/c the BABY is losing her mind in LV's room, so she walks out here to make her a bottle (even tho I BET MY LIFE it was her diaper), making sure to recreate every childhood dream moment of a pots n pans band. Are you in a fucking GO-GO band!?!? Is this DC!?!? WTF, BITCH...
I WAS A-SLEEEEEEEEEEEEP, not on fucking hiatus. Don't bring me into your misery. Should've kept your legs closed. Vacuum-sealed, even. Maybe then your period blood wouldn't taint everything in your room, eh???
Low blow, don't even GAF. There IS a washer/dryer here. Get w/ it, bitch. I dgaf if you have to use a washboard.
ANYWAY, it's so loud that I think the fucking kitchen is overflowing w/ water from the dishwasher or something, so I get up only to see that it's just Bob the Builder, making her a bottle out of recycled Chef Boyardee cans and a welder.
After that was all over, I get my lil hour of sleep in, then the dog thing happens. I get up to get my blanket out of the dryer b/c the fucking Coca-Cola bear I work for loves the air on Heavenly Gates @ night.. What do I see in the kitchen???
Can anyone guess??? Rhymes w/ MISS, as in I MISS the days when stringing up a dog by it's neck from the lamp of the child it belongs to wouldn't get me thrown in jail.
YEP, MORE YUMMY PISS. I think I'm just gonna start drinking it w/ a twisty straw. She MUST be leaving it there for me, MUST be.
I throw a towel over it and go back to bed. I refuse to clean it, but I'm not gonna look @ it either. One of the Chosen Ones got it up this morning when I woke up specifically to bitch about it.
I look @ the clock and realize it's 6:24am and none of the kids are paying attention to the door to see if the bus is coming. It's not even open. So I yell to them to get their asses in gear, shoes on and backpacks, + get the door open. Sabrina informs me a day late that her backpack broke. Really not the best time, eh?
Of course, Amber's broke the other day so I wasn't shocked. LV is the cheapest bitch ever, I swear. Christian's pants look like some damn CAPRIS. I can see his ENTIRE ANKLE/SHIN REGION in one pair, LMMMFAO. I can't stand lil kids looking poor. One thing I would gaf about, is how my kids were dressed. It affects them in school cuz I knowwwww this nigga is gettin' baked on the regular.
LV still hasn't hit me back on the whole Friday thing. I just now brought it up b/c if she tries to pop off, I will walk and I don't want to do that before my next check this weekend, haha. Fucka-yoooooo! My Ma tryna work w/ me on it. We'll see. Might have to bite the bullet. I will also bite her fucking head off.
She just called me, but I guess she has no reception. Didn't hear shiiiitttttt.. Maybe Stefan's call was fuckin' hers up, cuz as soon as I hung up it rang again.
Hm there were some other lil tidbits I wanted to share. Tidbits of retardation, of course. Oh, for ONE.. I said a while back how the ten y.o. can't read either, right??? K. I'm never gonna be able to wrap my head around this. Who ignores ignorance???
THEY CANNOT READ. I'm not worried about them being mad while I type, b/c they have no clue wtf I'm even saying. Yesterday when I was maaaaaaddddddd as a bitch @ Christian, I was like, "OMG Christian, are you paying attention @ all??? Do you want my help or not??? IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU CAN'T READ!" and then I immediately lost it b/c I felt it coming out, as soon as I said "it's not my fault".. Really wasn't even thinking about Big Daddy, but we all know how my mind works. Straight quotes.
I don't know what to do w/ them two, man. I keep trying to help them but they are sooo beyond it. They don't WANT to learn anything, which is making it worse. Sabrina thinks it's funny that she fucked her homework up so royally b/c she can't spell shit, or make a complete sentence. What the fuck am I supposed to do w/ that? I'm not their mother, it's not my job to make sure they don't turn out like Sling Blade...
Mkaaaaay, call me BACK now. I just tried.
I sweeeeaaaarrrrrr....
OOOOOOHHHHHHHH MMMMMMMYYYYYYYY GGGGGGGOOOOOOOODDDDDDD....
And this is AAAAAAAFFFFFFTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR I wake up an HOUR earlier, 4:20am, b/c the BABY is losing her mind in LV's room, so she walks out here to make her a bottle (even tho I BET MY LIFE it was her diaper), making sure to recreate every childhood dream moment of a pots n pans band. Are you in a fucking GO-GO band!?!? Is this DC!?!? WTF, BITCH...
I WAS A-SLEEEEEEEEEEEEP, not on fucking hiatus. Don't bring me into your misery. Should've kept your legs closed. Vacuum-sealed, even. Maybe then your period blood wouldn't taint everything in your room, eh???
Low blow, don't even GAF. There IS a washer/dryer here. Get w/ it, bitch. I dgaf if you have to use a washboard.
ANYWAY, it's so loud that I think the fucking kitchen is overflowing w/ water from the dishwasher or something, so I get up only to see that it's just Bob the Builder, making her a bottle out of recycled Chef Boyardee cans and a welder.
After that was all over, I get my lil hour of sleep in, then the dog thing happens. I get up to get my blanket out of the dryer b/c the fucking Coca-Cola bear I work for loves the air on Heavenly Gates @ night.. What do I see in the kitchen???
Can anyone guess??? Rhymes w/ MISS, as in I MISS the days when stringing up a dog by it's neck from the lamp of the child it belongs to wouldn't get me thrown in jail.
YEP, MORE YUMMY PISS. I think I'm just gonna start drinking it w/ a twisty straw. She MUST be leaving it there for me, MUST be.
I throw a towel over it and go back to bed. I refuse to clean it, but I'm not gonna look @ it either. One of the Chosen Ones got it up this morning when I woke up specifically to bitch about it.
I look @ the clock and realize it's 6:24am and none of the kids are paying attention to the door to see if the bus is coming. It's not even open. So I yell to them to get their asses in gear, shoes on and backpacks, + get the door open. Sabrina informs me a day late that her backpack broke. Really not the best time, eh?
Of course, Amber's broke the other day so I wasn't shocked. LV is the cheapest bitch ever, I swear. Christian's pants look like some damn CAPRIS. I can see his ENTIRE ANKLE/SHIN REGION in one pair, LMMMFAO. I can't stand lil kids looking poor. One thing I would gaf about, is how my kids were dressed. It affects them in school cuz I knowwwww this nigga is gettin' baked on the regular.
LV still hasn't hit me back on the whole Friday thing. I just now brought it up b/c if she tries to pop off, I will walk and I don't want to do that before my next check this weekend, haha. Fucka-yoooooo! My Ma tryna work w/ me on it. We'll see. Might have to bite the bullet. I will also bite her fucking head off.
She just called me, but I guess she has no reception. Didn't hear shiiiitttttt.. Maybe Stefan's call was fuckin' hers up, cuz as soon as I hung up it rang again.
Hm there were some other lil tidbits I wanted to share. Tidbits of retardation, of course. Oh, for ONE.. I said a while back how the ten y.o. can't read either, right??? K. I'm never gonna be able to wrap my head around this. Who ignores ignorance???
THEY CANNOT READ. I'm not worried about them being mad while I type, b/c they have no clue wtf I'm even saying. Yesterday when I was maaaaaaddddddd as a bitch @ Christian, I was like, "OMG Christian, are you paying attention @ all??? Do you want my help or not??? IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU CAN'T READ!" and then I immediately lost it b/c I felt it coming out, as soon as I said "it's not my fault".. Really wasn't even thinking about Big Daddy, but we all know how my mind works. Straight quotes.
I don't know what to do w/ them two, man. I keep trying to help them but they are sooo beyond it. They don't WANT to learn anything, which is making it worse. Sabrina thinks it's funny that she fucked her homework up so royally b/c she can't spell shit, or make a complete sentence. What the fuck am I supposed to do w/ that? I'm not their mother, it's not my job to make sure they don't turn out like Sling Blade...
Mkaaaaay, call me BACK now. I just tried.
I sweeeeaaaarrrrrr....
Chris Matthews is that dude...
I'm sicking of hearing all this patriotic 'Yay, Guiliani' babble. Let's get w/ the FACTS, people. God forbid we pick ANOTHER president from name-association alone. People associate him w/ 9/11, in a good way, and that's all I have to say about that.
DEF not a reason to be elected into office. I think only the youth votes would swing that way for that particular reason, but still... Hopefully, an adult would have a better reason, but so far all I hear from my peers (not talking celeb-wise, just general irl talk) is that kind of crap. No more Prez-By-Association ballots, please.
Aaaaaand I'm already in contradiction b/c I do love me some Hillary, and she OBV comes w/ a pretty well-known name to latch on to. BUT she's a real politician, unlike Bush who just kinda lucked out. She gets hated on somethin' fierce, but she's smart as FUCK. Bill would be nowhere w/o her. Even beyond getting him TO the White House, she kept him IN it. Let's just say she finally left him for cheating (b/c he beeeeen doin' THAT shit) right before the re-election. A man going thru a divorce for adultry would never get re-elected in these times. Women would be revolting. But b/c she had that whole Tammy Wynette/Stand By Your Man thing going on, the ladies were still feelin' it.
And one hand washes the other, b/c had she left him stranded, no MAN would be listening to a word she ever said past that point, which would've meant no NY, and def no White House.
What I'm trying to say is, vote for Rudy Guiliani and I'll put a fucking bullet between your eyes.
DEF not a reason to be elected into office. I think only the youth votes would swing that way for that particular reason, but still... Hopefully, an adult would have a better reason, but so far all I hear from my peers (not talking celeb-wise, just general irl talk) is that kind of crap. No more Prez-By-Association ballots, please.
Aaaaaand I'm already in contradiction b/c I do love me some Hillary, and she OBV comes w/ a pretty well-known name to latch on to. BUT she's a real politician, unlike Bush who just kinda lucked out. She gets hated on somethin' fierce, but she's smart as FUCK. Bill would be nowhere w/o her. Even beyond getting him TO the White House, she kept him IN it. Let's just say she finally left him for cheating (b/c he beeeeen doin' THAT shit) right before the re-election. A man going thru a divorce for adultry would never get re-elected in these times. Women would be revolting. But b/c she had that whole Tammy Wynette/Stand By Your Man thing going on, the ladies were still feelin' it.
And one hand washes the other, b/c had she left him stranded, no MAN would be listening to a word she ever said past that point, which would've meant no NY, and def no White House.
What I'm trying to say is, vote for Rudy Guiliani and I'll put a fucking bullet between your eyes.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Not going to address the Britney sitch.
I am let down.
That is all, lol.
Red Bull.. Huh... Red BullSHIT is more like it.
Lazy heifa, mad or not, BRING IT NEXT TIME.
That is all, lol.
Red Bull.. Huh... Red BullSHIT is more like it.
Lazy heifa, mad or not, BRING IT NEXT TIME.
Monday, September 10, 2007
And yes, I'm full aware of the fact that...
that was the most fucked-up comment I've prob ever posted on here, buuuut.........
"Can I turn on the light???"
"I FUCKING DARE YOU TO SAY YES, BITCH. DAAAAAAAARE YOOOOOOOUUUUU. I WILL GET UP AND PUNCH YOU IN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH. I HOPE YOUR TEETH FALL OUT OF YOUR MOUTH, AND INTO THE BABY'S THROAT. I SWEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR..." - My thoughts after Sabrina asked to turn the light on this morning.
Ok, so lemme explain why I was so irritated. I get back here around like, 3am, I dunno. I wasn't paying attention. We sat in the backyard looking @ the stars (I saw a shooting star!) etc, bullshitted then it was just me... I go inside and LaViece (LV for all future purposes) is laid out on the couch w/ Madison where I usually end up crashing out. I don't like sleeping in the room b/c it's not like, MINE mine so yeah.. Plus there's all sorts of Jesus posters up aaaannnnndddddd that's a lil eerie to look @ in the middle of the night... PLUS the tv is about the size of this space I'm typing in, not so much on that one...
PLUS I can't hear the baby up there, and I'm not bringing her in there b/c none of her stuff is up there.
So yeah, most times I'm in the lr. Don't care that she crashed, it's her lr and couch. I DO however have a problem w/ her insane ass snoring. Like, worse than me when I'm having allergy problems... She sounds like a bear is eating her throat from the fucking inside. And by inside, I mean inside of a fucking bathroom, in stereo AND mono. I hope she GETS mono. Fucking BITCH.
After an hour, I finally pass out even tho her fuckin' death rattling is still taking place, but oh nooooooo... She decides to get the kids ready MAD early, so it's still dark out when I get woken up by a bunch of stupid fucking chatter. It's not even like normal just waking up noise, where you're rustling thru shit, bookbags etc.. These niggas decided it was fuckin' Savion Glover Day, so they were gonna tap dance/crip-walk in their fucking HEELIES on the kitchen floor. REALLY, BITCH, YOU'RE MOPPING. MAKE THEM STOP ASSHOLE.
I, of course, am spewing every sarcastic comment that comes to mind, everything BUT just saying "Hey, STFU." b/c there's a Swear Jar that I owe like $4000 in back-FUCK's on. I keep trying to "subtly" tell LV to shut her fucking kids up, and finally, mad late, she starts getting an attitude.
BITCH, NEED I NOT REMIND YOU THAT A. I DGAF ABOUT YOUR KIDS, OR B. THEY COULD EASILY BE SHUT THE FUCK UP, SO DON'T FUCK W/ ME!?!? And this was AFTER I'd stepped in - YOU GUESSED IT - ANOTHER PUDDLE OF PISS. I was SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETHING before anyone even opened their eyes, so by THIS time, I was ready to fuckin' DO IT. I was like, "Btw, I love it, think it's just SWELL when I step in dog piss. I'm SO glad it happens every day! Fucking AWESOME!" sdkfjhldskjhglkjsdnhglksd omfg so mad just thinking about it...
But back to the retards. I started snaaaaappin' about how it's "not that fucking hard to keep voices down, they've never been this loud in the am before!" etc etc.. I DGAF if it's your house, IIIIIIIIII am the one running this bitch b/c YOU are always @ work. Really, Polly FUCKING Pocket, your MAIN concern shouldn't be why I'm mad, but why your SEVEN-YEAR-OLD SON(OF A BITCH) CAN'T FUCKING READ, OR WHY SABRINA IS THE DUMBEST REDHEAD I'VE EVER LAID EYES (AND WANTED TO LAY HANDS) ON.
Swear to GOD I wanted to Liu Kang that bitch. I would've, but according to the myths, Weebles wobble but they don't fall down.
BITCH. OMFG.
LEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTT her not take me to VA Friday. That's right, FRIDAY, got some shit to take care of before the wedding. FRI-DAY MOR-NING. Put your daughter in daycare, do something. Trip if you want, I already have a job I could be doing TODAY, IN HER ONLY RIVAL STORE, SALES-WISE, SO LET'S KEEP IT CORDIAL, HMM???
Mr. Owl, how many kicks does it take to get to the center of a 5-month old???
Ok, so lemme explain why I was so irritated. I get back here around like, 3am, I dunno. I wasn't paying attention. We sat in the backyard looking @ the stars (I saw a shooting star!) etc, bullshitted then it was just me... I go inside and LaViece (LV for all future purposes) is laid out on the couch w/ Madison where I usually end up crashing out. I don't like sleeping in the room b/c it's not like, MINE mine so yeah.. Plus there's all sorts of Jesus posters up aaaannnnndddddd that's a lil eerie to look @ in the middle of the night... PLUS the tv is about the size of this space I'm typing in, not so much on that one...
PLUS I can't hear the baby up there, and I'm not bringing her in there b/c none of her stuff is up there.
So yeah, most times I'm in the lr. Don't care that she crashed, it's her lr and couch. I DO however have a problem w/ her insane ass snoring. Like, worse than me when I'm having allergy problems... She sounds like a bear is eating her throat from the fucking inside. And by inside, I mean inside of a fucking bathroom, in stereo AND mono. I hope she GETS mono. Fucking BITCH.
After an hour, I finally pass out even tho her fuckin' death rattling is still taking place, but oh nooooooo... She decides to get the kids ready MAD early, so it's still dark out when I get woken up by a bunch of stupid fucking chatter. It's not even like normal just waking up noise, where you're rustling thru shit, bookbags etc.. These niggas decided it was fuckin' Savion Glover Day, so they were gonna tap dance/crip-walk in their fucking HEELIES on the kitchen floor. REALLY, BITCH, YOU'RE MOPPING. MAKE THEM STOP ASSHOLE.
I, of course, am spewing every sarcastic comment that comes to mind, everything BUT just saying "Hey, STFU." b/c there's a Swear Jar that I owe like $4000 in back-FUCK's on. I keep trying to "subtly" tell LV to shut her fucking kids up, and finally, mad late, she starts getting an attitude.
BITCH, NEED I NOT REMIND YOU THAT A. I DGAF ABOUT YOUR KIDS, OR B. THEY COULD EASILY BE SHUT THE FUCK UP, SO DON'T FUCK W/ ME!?!? And this was AFTER I'd stepped in - YOU GUESSED IT - ANOTHER PUDDLE OF PISS. I was SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETHING before anyone even opened their eyes, so by THIS time, I was ready to fuckin' DO IT. I was like, "Btw, I love it, think it's just SWELL when I step in dog piss. I'm SO glad it happens every day! Fucking AWESOME!" sdkfjhldskjhglkjsdnhglksd omfg so mad just thinking about it...
But back to the retards. I started snaaaaappin' about how it's "not that fucking hard to keep voices down, they've never been this loud in the am before!" etc etc.. I DGAF if it's your house, IIIIIIIIII am the one running this bitch b/c YOU are always @ work. Really, Polly FUCKING Pocket, your MAIN concern shouldn't be why I'm mad, but why your SEVEN-YEAR-OLD SON(OF A BITCH) CAN'T FUCKING READ, OR WHY SABRINA IS THE DUMBEST REDHEAD I'VE EVER LAID EYES (AND WANTED TO LAY HANDS) ON.
Swear to GOD I wanted to Liu Kang that bitch. I would've, but according to the myths, Weebles wobble but they don't fall down.
BITCH. OMFG.
LEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTT her not take me to VA Friday. That's right, FRIDAY, got some shit to take care of before the wedding. FRI-DAY MOR-NING. Put your daughter in daycare, do something. Trip if you want, I already have a job I could be doing TODAY, IN HER ONLY RIVAL STORE, SALES-WISE, SO LET'S KEEP IT CORDIAL, HMM???
Mr. Owl, how many kicks does it take to get to the center of a 5-month old???
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Red Bull??? Good analogy...
Timbaland doen't seem to thrilled that Britney Spears is opening up the MTV VMAs this Sunday. Timbaland is one of the executive producers. He spoke to Ryan Seacrest on KIIS-FM this morning about it.
He seems to think Britney's opening is basically just Red Bull. Yeah, that sums it up. He said, "Just to get the crowd moving. Like you got "Bartender," you got "Shawty," all these hyped songs. I call them crunk songs. I think when they [the audience] show up, you got to give them Red Bull. It's what you hear at the club that gets you going."
When asked about her single "Gimme More" he said, "It's okay...it's kinda dull, kinda flatline."
Jay-Z on the other hand said he would love to work with Brit. He told Extra , "Well, she’s a talent…if it was natural and organic. I wouldn’t want to just do it for the sake of just putting out a single. If the song was incredible, if she was serious about the project, then absolutely.”
The thing is so many people are going to watch the VMAs just for Britney. You either want the wig to fall off or you want her to do amazing. I want both, because if the wig falls off that would be amazing.
Jay-Z is also just being nice, because there's nothing natural or organic about that chick.
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I don't see why everyone is all up in arms b/c Britney is performing @ the VMAs??? And who is dumb enough to wonder whether or not the bitch will deliver!?!? VOCALLY, no, but other than that??? HELLO! Fan or not, when have you seen a shitty awards show performance from her??? Truuuust me, Jen and I are the experts on this. I will be shocked if it's BAD, while everyone will just concede finally.
I mean, sure, she's "going crazy" aka tired of everyone in her SHIT, but who cares?? America loves a train wreck. If she went all normal, people would have nothing to read about, b/c she's damn sure in a new headline EVERY day.
Only when she goes into ballad mode do I start to worry. Bitch always wants to sing for real, and that's not always a good thing.
I know, I know. It's Britney, "who cares?"...
But I bet ya'll will be watching the show opener, right along w/ the rest of the damn country.
I hope she kills it.
From 3:16 to 3:32... Psshhh..
PS I deeeeeeef read 345436 diff blogs, I don't see how I ever have time to write in my own. Fucking OBSESSED, I tell you. That excerpt came from Dlisted. There's 34 saved on my RSS list, and those are just the ones I'm faithful to.. Most people haven't even heard of that many diff blogs. Only like 3 of them are just friends of mine. The rest are like, Buzzsugar, Movie Dearest, Gallery of the Absurd, etc. Something to do w/ movies/music/fashion, which reminds me. There's 456436 entries on most of them about Fashion Week. Haven't caught up to the ones from my slumber. I think I would crack myself out if it meant never missing a full day, haha. Funny thing is, I only care when I'm @ home. If I don't have direct access to them, I really dgaf.
He seems to think Britney's opening is basically just Red Bull. Yeah, that sums it up. He said, "Just to get the crowd moving. Like you got "Bartender," you got "Shawty," all these hyped songs. I call them crunk songs. I think when they [the audience] show up, you got to give them Red Bull. It's what you hear at the club that gets you going."
When asked about her single "Gimme More" he said, "It's okay...it's kinda dull, kinda flatline."
Jay-Z on the other hand said he would love to work with Brit. He told Extra , "Well, she’s a talent…if it was natural and organic. I wouldn’t want to just do it for the sake of just putting out a single. If the song was incredible, if she was serious about the project, then absolutely.”
The thing is so many people are going to watch the VMAs just for Britney. You either want the wig to fall off or you want her to do amazing. I want both, because if the wig falls off that would be amazing.
Jay-Z is also just being nice, because there's nothing natural or organic about that chick.
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I don't see why everyone is all up in arms b/c Britney is performing @ the VMAs??? And who is dumb enough to wonder whether or not the bitch will deliver!?!? VOCALLY, no, but other than that??? HELLO! Fan or not, when have you seen a shitty awards show performance from her??? Truuuust me, Jen and I are the experts on this. I will be shocked if it's BAD, while everyone will just concede finally.
I mean, sure, she's "going crazy" aka tired of everyone in her SHIT, but who cares?? America loves a train wreck. If she went all normal, people would have nothing to read about, b/c she's damn sure in a new headline EVERY day.
Only when she goes into ballad mode do I start to worry. Bitch always wants to sing for real, and that's not always a good thing.
I know, I know. It's Britney, "who cares?"...
But I bet ya'll will be watching the show opener, right along w/ the rest of the damn country.
I hope she kills it.
From 3:16 to 3:32... Psshhh..
PS I deeeeeeef read 345436 diff blogs, I don't see how I ever have time to write in my own. Fucking OBSESSED, I tell you. That excerpt came from Dlisted. There's 34 saved on my RSS list, and those are just the ones I'm faithful to.. Most people haven't even heard of that many diff blogs. Only like 3 of them are just friends of mine. The rest are like, Buzzsugar, Movie Dearest, Gallery of the Absurd, etc. Something to do w/ movies/music/fashion, which reminds me. There's 456436 entries on most of them about Fashion Week. Haven't caught up to the ones from my slumber. I think I would crack myself out if it meant never missing a full day, haha. Funny thing is, I only care when I'm @ home. If I don't have direct access to them, I really dgaf.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Here's what I gathered so far...
while watching Fashion Rocks [CBS]:
Fergie doesn't know the lyrics to 'Walk This Way' - at all. She fumbled thru the verses, @ one point looking to Steven Tyler as if he can use brain waves to transport the lyrics into her increasingly-aging head.
Jeremy Piven, while HILARIOUS, was most def the wrong choice to host this event. Loved ya in Smokin' Aces tho, muah.
Fergie's performance w/ Luda was pretty stale. I hate when artists have to choose whether they want to dance or sing, and not both. Well, other than Britney. She can dance to her heart's content while "singing" along to herself via Mr. Microphone. If it ain't broke....... Cannot WAIT 'til the VMAs.
Martina McBride is getting OLD. As fuck. Did you see her face??? For the record, Marty, that hair did NOTHING to hide your age. And the outfit just made it that much worse. She looked like a jazzy school marm. And to perform that old ass song..... Is this a CMT Greatest Hits collection, or a fashion show??? Just let me know when you pick up your wool shawl @ coatcheck, k? Thanks.
Usher and Mary J. are on right now, doing a medley @ random. He started out w/ James Brown - A Man's World, much better done by Christina Aguilera earlier this year @ the Grammys. Oh, well, he tried. I liked when they threw some Stevie in there.
What I DON'T LIKE is the fact that this is the second blog I've typed for this event, the other one WENT BYE-BYE (WHYYYY do I still use MYSPACE to start a blog - so unsafe lol), much to my chagrin.
Oh, yay. J-Lo......................................
I guess the plan tonight is to party like it's 1999.
LMFAO. As I type that, she breaks into Waiting For Tonight. I'm waiting for it to be 2007, altho this WAS my jam bitd...
AAAAAND we have Maroon 5 w/ the steal. Adam Levine's voice is MUCH too much for me.
I'm ending this w/ the video of the song they're doing right now... I love this album. Left it in Lauren's caaaaaaaaaactually it's @ Brandi's apt.. W/e.
Such a good performance. Too bad they were brought out by Mischa "No Longer Important" Barton. LOVE her in Skipped Parts & Tart, but she lost me after that. Fuck The O.C....
Ooh, more Maroon 5.. AAAAND now the models.
Thank you, and goodnight.
Fergie doesn't know the lyrics to 'Walk This Way' - at all. She fumbled thru the verses, @ one point looking to Steven Tyler as if he can use brain waves to transport the lyrics into her increasingly-aging head.
Jeremy Piven, while HILARIOUS, was most def the wrong choice to host this event. Loved ya in Smokin' Aces tho, muah.
Fergie's performance w/ Luda was pretty stale. I hate when artists have to choose whether they want to dance or sing, and not both. Well, other than Britney. She can dance to her heart's content while "singing" along to herself via Mr. Microphone. If it ain't broke....... Cannot WAIT 'til the VMAs.
Martina McBride is getting OLD. As fuck. Did you see her face??? For the record, Marty, that hair did NOTHING to hide your age. And the outfit just made it that much worse. She looked like a jazzy school marm. And to perform that old ass song..... Is this a CMT Greatest Hits collection, or a fashion show??? Just let me know when you pick up your wool shawl @ coatcheck, k? Thanks.
Usher and Mary J. are on right now, doing a medley @ random. He started out w/ James Brown - A Man's World, much better done by Christina Aguilera earlier this year @ the Grammys. Oh, well, he tried. I liked when they threw some Stevie in there.
What I DON'T LIKE is the fact that this is the second blog I've typed for this event, the other one WENT BYE-BYE (WHYYYY do I still use MYSPACE to start a blog - so unsafe lol), much to my chagrin.
Oh, yay. J-Lo......................................
I guess the plan tonight is to party like it's 1999.
LMFAO. As I type that, she breaks into Waiting For Tonight. I'm waiting for it to be 2007, altho this WAS my jam bitd...
AAAAAND we have Maroon 5 w/ the steal. Adam Levine's voice is MUCH too much for me.
I'm ending this w/ the video of the song they're doing right now... I love this album. Left it in Lauren's caaaaaaaaaactually it's @ Brandi's apt.. W/e.
Such a good performance. Too bad they were brought out by Mischa "No Longer Important" Barton. LOVE her in Skipped Parts & Tart, but she lost me after that. Fuck The O.C....
Ooh, more Maroon 5.. AAAAND now the models.
Thank you, and goodnight.
That Darn Dog.
FUCK THAT DAMN DOG.
Who's learning from who, the DOG or the KIDS!?!?
OH.
MY.
FUCKING.
GOD.
SOMEONE PLEASE, PRETTY PLEASE, HAND ME A FUCKING SHANK. The FUCKING DOG, OMFG THE FUCKING DOG...
THE F U C K I N G D O G who I made sleep outside b/c apparently while I was in the bathroom yesterday, someone nailed her to the cross/disemboweled her all over the kitchen floor, YES THAT DOG...
I go outside to bring her in finally.. I'm over it, I didn't have to clean the shit, so I'm good, right?? Right.. Bring the fucking dog in, noticing that it looks like she's holding her bladder or something.. But I figured, the dog's kinda sketchy ANYWAY, prob just that...
NOT MORE THAN FIVE [5] 1, 2, 3, 4 AND THEN THE NEXT NUMBER OF MINUTES LATER, THIS BITCH IS PISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG IN THE GODDAMN KITCHEN AGAIN ______________________.......
DID YOU REALLY JUST HOLD YOUR FUCKING PISS OUTSIDE!?!?
I CAN'T BREATHE RIGHT NOW, THAT'S HOW MAD/DUMBFOUNDED I AM.
This family MOOOOSSSSSSTTTTT DEEEEEFFFF = THE STUPIDS.
I'M DONE. I QUIT. NOT THIS JOB, BUT LIFE ITSELF. I'D RATHER BABYSIT THE SON OF SAM @ THIS POINT IN TIME.
Who's learning from who, the DOG or the KIDS!?!?
OH.
MY.
FUCKING.
GOD.
SOMEONE PLEASE, PRETTY PLEASE, HAND ME A FUCKING SHANK. The FUCKING DOG, OMFG THE FUCKING DOG...
THE F U C K I N G D O G who I made sleep outside b/c apparently while I was in the bathroom yesterday, someone nailed her to the cross/disemboweled her all over the kitchen floor, YES THAT DOG...
I go outside to bring her in finally.. I'm over it, I didn't have to clean the shit, so I'm good, right?? Right.. Bring the fucking dog in, noticing that it looks like she's holding her bladder or something.. But I figured, the dog's kinda sketchy ANYWAY, prob just that...
NOT MORE THAN FIVE [5] 1, 2, 3, 4 AND THEN THE NEXT NUMBER OF MINUTES LATER, THIS BITCH IS PISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG IN THE GODDAMN KITCHEN AGAIN ______________________.......
DID YOU REALLY JUST HOLD YOUR FUCKING PISS OUTSIDE!?!?
I CAN'T BREATHE RIGHT NOW, THAT'S HOW MAD/DUMBFOUNDED I AM.
This family MOOOOSSSSSSTTTTT DEEEEEFFFF = THE STUPIDS.
I'M DONE. I QUIT. NOT THIS JOB, BUT LIFE ITSELF. I'D RATHER BABYSIT THE SON OF SAM @ THIS POINT IN TIME.
"I start feelin' I'm strong enough to break..."
[Actually wrote this yesterday]
I love this song. On here, only Mel, Sara, and Beth will probably appreciate this, but I don't care haha.
Ugh, they sound soooooo good even w/ their makeshift instruments lol.. DON'T HATE!
Appreciate. Cuz there's a lot of people that this song makes me think of. People who are no longer who they used to be, some for the better, some for the worse, but that's on them. Enjoy the sound of your soul tearing apart from your body! I won't be around to hear it, but oh well.
Anyway, if you don't know the song (which you prob won't), that's where my Myspace name of the moment (Maybe You Should Take A Look At Yourself Lately) came from. People need to stop and take a sec to realize who and/or what they're becoming, before people just stop giving a fuck to know either way.
[Strong Enough To Break]
I don't feel myself today
Just a figure in a big monopoly game
Struggle is the price you pay
You get just enough just to give it away
I'm sinking but I'm floating away
Throw me a line so I can anchor my pain
The fabric is about to fray
The fabric is about to fray
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh, I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Been running through my mind today
Scenarios to add to your hypocrisy
No one ever takes the blame
But everyone is searching for a cure to the pain
Nothing ever seems to change
Oh, nothing ever seems to change
We just play like broken records in a deaf man's charade
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh, I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Carry on just a pawn and the same old song
I'm still holding on
The fabric is about to fray
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh, I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
<33333333
The 2nd verse is my fave part. Whiiiiich is a lie, most def the hook/chorus but that's just on how catchy it is.. Actual lyrics, 2nd verse.
Shay, this will def fall under the category of blogs that no one else cares about but me, and that's why I <3 it.
I DGAF.
I love this song. On here, only Mel, Sara, and Beth will probably appreciate this, but I don't care haha.
Ugh, they sound soooooo good even w/ their makeshift instruments lol.. DON'T HATE!
Appreciate. Cuz there's a lot of people that this song makes me think of. People who are no longer who they used to be, some for the better, some for the worse, but that's on them. Enjoy the sound of your soul tearing apart from your body! I won't be around to hear it, but oh well.
Anyway, if you don't know the song (which you prob won't), that's where my Myspace name of the moment (Maybe You Should Take A Look At Yourself Lately) came from. People need to stop and take a sec to realize who and/or what they're becoming, before people just stop giving a fuck to know either way.
[Strong Enough To Break]
I don't feel myself today
Just a figure in a big monopoly game
Struggle is the price you pay
You get just enough just to give it away
I'm sinking but I'm floating away
Throw me a line so I can anchor my pain
The fabric is about to fray
The fabric is about to fray
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh, I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Been running through my mind today
Scenarios to add to your hypocrisy
No one ever takes the blame
But everyone is searching for a cure to the pain
Nothing ever seems to change
Oh, nothing ever seems to change
We just play like broken records in a deaf man's charade
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh, I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Carry on just a pawn and the same old song
I'm still holding on
The fabric is about to fray
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Maybe you could take a look at yourself lately
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough
Things keep coming and I keep wondering
I start feeling the walls close in
Things keep coming and I keep stumbling
I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
Oh, I start feeling I'm strong enough to break
<33333333
The 2nd verse is my fave part. Whiiiiich is a lie, most def the hook/chorus but that's just on how catchy it is.. Actual lyrics, 2nd verse.
Shay, this will def fall under the category of blogs that no one else cares about but me, and that's why I <3 it.
I DGAF.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
So many blog ideas, so little REMEMBERED...
I hate when I forget things, but I have enough in the memory to go on, so here goes!
I stumbled upon an article on one of my favorite blogs, Jezebel, titled 'Black Women: Wise Best Friends To White Women Everywhere', which I think is simply devine! It's so true, haha. Especially in my life. The picture they use, of Dionne and Cher from Clueless, is so perfect for this b/c I def thought way back to Maudi and I in the Willoughby days, altho in actuality she was Puerto Rican.. But there was also Tori. I'm a habitual offender when it comes to white girls - a la Kobe Bryant.
And speaking of Maudi, I am most certainly jamming to Hanson, thinking about the day she left for PR. I remember bawling my eyes out listening to 'I Will Come To You. To make it even gayer, I was also clutching onto the penny w/ the heart punched out. Of course, I def said that that's how I felt, haha..
Ten years and some change later, I no longer have the heart, or the countless letters I had saved.. Alll in the storage shed.
W/e, I'm in a good mood right now so no time to think about that. All of ^ was written way earlier in the day, + a lot more but I never got to let it save b/c the net connection was fucked up, and while I was watching a movie, Amber apparently got on here and closed my shit out. You don't have any idea how bad I wanted toooooooooomfg how bad I wanted to BEAT SABRINA'S DUMB ASS EARLIER....
I went and watched 'The Devil's Rejects' in a back room earlier, w/ the baby in tow who was asleep thru most of it.. When it was over, I went to make the baby a new bottle and stumbled upon the DIRTIEST KITCHEN AND LIVING ROOM EVERRRRRR... I was soooo fucking IRATE, my blood was on FIRE. I was calling their names out the door b/c I couldn't see them in plain sight (another fuck-up!). When they finally came in, I went the fuck OFFFFFFFF about that shit. Sabrina prob felt like straaaaaight ass, but I felt like shit when I was mopping the dog piss, like I run a fucking daycare/kennel..
I'll beat that bitch w/ a bat.
I put her in her gated area outside and that was that. But that was before they got home. The mess was mostly Sabrina's, esp the kitchen. I made it worse tho b/c in my pre-"GET IN THE GODDAMN HOUSE" hot flash, I took everything that belongs to them that was in the lr and threw it all onto the floor, b/c I CLEARLY stated the day before that nothing that belongs in their room/bookbag was to be found ANYWHERE but those places. Their shit was EVERYWHERE, so I lost it. Plus the kitchen was a fucking WRAP, hot cocoa shit everywhere, ty SABRINA, who I told she better not open NAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE FUCKING PACKET W/O A GOV. ISSUE WAIVER STATING SHE CAN...
HFLJSADHGLJKHDSGLKHDSG I'M MAD JUST THINKING ABOUT IT... Then she wanted to do the shit all slow.. I wouldn't even let her kneel down to get the shit, I wanted her on her feet and as uncomfortable as possible w/o getting the SHIT kicked outta her, which I wanted to do OH-SO BAD... Nasty fucking RETARD.. How can you be stupid & sloppy... One or the other, bitch. CLEAN UP AFTER YOUR TEN-YEAR-OLD SELF ALREADY OMFGAAAAAAAAAAD IT'S THE FLASHBACKS OF LU/LAUREN AS KIDS THAT'S MAKING IT EVEN WORSE. Everything I have to clean for them, I feel like I'm back in Willoughby being used in the first-born slave trade.
So I'm not going thru THAT shit w/ these niggas when they're all the same ages I started having to do everything for myself. I hate a dumb kid, and a dumb helpless one is eeeeeeeeven worse. No bullshit, I was talkin' cash shit to Sabrina for a second there. I had to look away from her. THAT is how messed up the house was.
I was like, OMFGAD I WISH I COULD BE JUST AS RETARDED AND NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MY MOTHER'S HOUSE LIKE YOU GUYS... lmmmmmmmfao..
Hi, Hell???
Call the Devil, tell him I am ON THEE WAY...
It's so hard not to flip that sarcasm overload switch when dealing w/ kids w/ their limited ass mental abilities.. Christian can't even fucking READ and he's SEVEN YEARS OLD. How fucking LONG is it going to take!?!? I told him what his homework (write down the days of the week in neat handwriting) and he looked @ me w/ the blankest stare ever. I was like, "Christian, do you know the days of the week? Can you spell them?" and he said yeah.. So he walks away, then he pissed me off about something... Oh, trying to watch tv in his room.. So I told him to do his chore (bathroom) first since he was so desperately looking for something to do other than homework. After that he comes back w/ the homework sheet and I tell him what to do AGAIN. THEN I was like, "Christian... Can you read?? Like, the words on this paper??".. I turned the sheet towards him and told him to pick words to tell me. This nigga says "TO" and "A", like I'm gonna be impressed. I went off about that, and the school systems pretty much to myself. Asked him exactly wtf it is he does during school hours while everyone ELSE is learning how to read/write. He said he pays attention, I quickly replied w/ "Doubt it, not if you can't read the days of the week, which are most def on this page. WHICH btw means you just lied to me b/c you said you can read them." and he just kinda stared @ me..
I almost threw up. Swear it.
So theeeennnn I ask him again to find a word, one w/ 5 or more letters in it. Can't do it to save his LIFE. Pointed to Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday on the paper. Asked him to read it. I was like, "SEE, NOW YOU LOOK LIKE A LIAR, AND I JUST LOOOVE A LIAR. If you need help just ask me next time."........
I ended up getting a notepad and writing the days down, then I told him to re-write it next to mine which I had him do twice before doing on his actual homework paper. Even tho he finally did it... WTF, man.. Pay attention to your fucking KIDS, people.. That shit really made me sad, b/c htf can he not read yet??? He's in the first grade, which isn't THAT far ahead, but DAMN. Not a SINGLE WORD ON THE PAPER????
I'm never having kids, that's it. If mine turns out this dumb, I won't want it anymore and then I'll be the bad guy for throwing it awayyyyyyanno I'm kidding right???
Babies go for good $ these days, why GIVE it away.........
Anyway, there was one other dumb kid moment. All 3 of them (Madison doesn't count) had their moments.. I'm sitting in LV's room when I hear someone go "Miss Christian?"... I sat there (not facing her) stunned for a sec, cuz I just KNEW she meant me.. She she addresses me that way like 3 more times and I'm like, "OMFG ARE YOU KIDDING ME!??! CHRISTIAN IS YOUR BROTHER, JACKY, MY NAME IS LISA AND YOU ARE FULLY AWARE OF THIS!"....
PLEASE don't let me reproduce. Or ask me to play w/ your baboon offspring. I'm done w/ children for a GRIIIIIIIIP after this, unless it's s job haha... And I'm never this angry w/ any kid, but theeeeeese particularly dumb fuckers are just too much.
Basically, Amber = me (but dumber, most def), where she is the leader of the pack, the oldest (only by a year but SABRINA is so damn dumb, may as well be 6 years) who is the slave thanks to Mommy, just like me. Brina and Christian are Lucious and Lauren, but WAAAAAAAAAY dumber, and it's an issue I need to work out w/ a therapist, I swear. I am RUINED by my upbringing, I swear. That shit left my heart straight damaged when it comes to kids. If Halle Berry can wait 'til 40, so can I. Maybe then I'll have a diff outlook on them, but as of right now, I can't see why anyone would take the chance of having a stupid child, or a brat/cuntrag like my sister.
Sorry if you take offense, but that is MOST DEFINITELY how I feel about anyone under the age of like, 5-6. Fuck'em. Why? Cuz FUCK'EM, that's why.
I stumbled upon an article on one of my favorite blogs, Jezebel, titled 'Black Women: Wise Best Friends To White Women Everywhere', which I think is simply devine! It's so true, haha. Especially in my life. The picture they use, of Dionne and Cher from Clueless, is so perfect for this b/c I def thought way back to Maudi and I in the Willoughby days, altho in actuality she was Puerto Rican.. But there was also Tori. I'm a habitual offender when it comes to white girls - a la Kobe Bryant.
And speaking of Maudi, I am most certainly jamming to Hanson, thinking about the day she left for PR. I remember bawling my eyes out listening to 'I Will Come To You. To make it even gayer, I was also clutching onto the penny w/ the heart punched out. Of course, I def said that that's how I felt, haha..
Ten years and some change later, I no longer have the heart, or the countless letters I had saved.. Alll in the storage shed.
W/e, I'm in a good mood right now so no time to think about that. All of ^ was written way earlier in the day, + a lot more but I never got to let it save b/c the net connection was fucked up, and while I was watching a movie, Amber apparently got on here and closed my shit out. You don't have any idea how bad I wanted toooooooooomfg how bad I wanted to BEAT SABRINA'S DUMB ASS EARLIER....
I went and watched 'The Devil's Rejects' in a back room earlier, w/ the baby in tow who was asleep thru most of it.. When it was over, I went to make the baby a new bottle and stumbled upon the DIRTIEST KITCHEN AND LIVING ROOM EVERRRRRR... I was soooo fucking IRATE, my blood was on FIRE. I was calling their names out the door b/c I couldn't see them in plain sight (another fuck-up!). When they finally came in, I went the fuck OFFFFFFFF about that shit. Sabrina prob felt like straaaaaight ass, but I felt like shit when I was mopping the dog piss, like I run a fucking daycare/kennel..
I'll beat that bitch w/ a bat.
I put her in her gated area outside and that was that. But that was before they got home. The mess was mostly Sabrina's, esp the kitchen. I made it worse tho b/c in my pre-"GET IN THE GODDAMN HOUSE" hot flash, I took everything that belongs to them that was in the lr and threw it all onto the floor, b/c I CLEARLY stated the day before that nothing that belongs in their room/bookbag was to be found ANYWHERE but those places. Their shit was EVERYWHERE, so I lost it. Plus the kitchen was a fucking WRAP, hot cocoa shit everywhere, ty SABRINA, who I told she better not open NAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE FUCKING PACKET W/O A GOV. ISSUE WAIVER STATING SHE CAN...
HFLJSADHGLJKHDSGLKHDSG I'M MAD JUST THINKING ABOUT IT... Then she wanted to do the shit all slow.. I wouldn't even let her kneel down to get the shit, I wanted her on her feet and as uncomfortable as possible w/o getting the SHIT kicked outta her, which I wanted to do OH-SO BAD... Nasty fucking RETARD.. How can you be stupid & sloppy... One or the other, bitch. CLEAN UP AFTER YOUR TEN-YEAR-OLD SELF ALREADY OMFGAAAAAAAAAAD IT'S THE FLASHBACKS OF LU/LAUREN AS KIDS THAT'S MAKING IT EVEN WORSE. Everything I have to clean for them, I feel like I'm back in Willoughby being used in the first-born slave trade.
So I'm not going thru THAT shit w/ these niggas when they're all the same ages I started having to do everything for myself. I hate a dumb kid, and a dumb helpless one is eeeeeeeeven worse. No bullshit, I was talkin' cash shit to Sabrina for a second there. I had to look away from her. THAT is how messed up the house was.
I was like, OMFGAD I WISH I COULD BE JUST AS RETARDED AND NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MY MOTHER'S HOUSE LIKE YOU GUYS... lmmmmmmmfao..
Hi, Hell???
Call the Devil, tell him I am ON THEE WAY...
It's so hard not to flip that sarcasm overload switch when dealing w/ kids w/ their limited ass mental abilities.. Christian can't even fucking READ and he's SEVEN YEARS OLD. How fucking LONG is it going to take!?!? I told him what his homework (write down the days of the week in neat handwriting) and he looked @ me w/ the blankest stare ever. I was like, "Christian, do you know the days of the week? Can you spell them?" and he said yeah.. So he walks away, then he pissed me off about something... Oh, trying to watch tv in his room.. So I told him to do his chore (bathroom) first since he was so desperately looking for something to do other than homework. After that he comes back w/ the homework sheet and I tell him what to do AGAIN. THEN I was like, "Christian... Can you read?? Like, the words on this paper??".. I turned the sheet towards him and told him to pick words to tell me. This nigga says "TO" and "A", like I'm gonna be impressed. I went off about that, and the school systems pretty much to myself. Asked him exactly wtf it is he does during school hours while everyone ELSE is learning how to read/write. He said he pays attention, I quickly replied w/ "Doubt it, not if you can't read the days of the week, which are most def on this page. WHICH btw means you just lied to me b/c you said you can read them." and he just kinda stared @ me..
I almost threw up. Swear it.
So theeeennnn I ask him again to find a word, one w/ 5 or more letters in it. Can't do it to save his LIFE. Pointed to Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday on the paper. Asked him to read it. I was like, "SEE, NOW YOU LOOK LIKE A LIAR, AND I JUST LOOOVE A LIAR. If you need help just ask me next time."........
I ended up getting a notepad and writing the days down, then I told him to re-write it next to mine which I had him do twice before doing on his actual homework paper. Even tho he finally did it... WTF, man.. Pay attention to your fucking KIDS, people.. That shit really made me sad, b/c htf can he not read yet??? He's in the first grade, which isn't THAT far ahead, but DAMN. Not a SINGLE WORD ON THE PAPER????
I'm never having kids, that's it. If mine turns out this dumb, I won't want it anymore and then I'll be the bad guy for throwing it awayyyyyyanno I'm kidding right???
Babies go for good $ these days, why GIVE it away.........
Anyway, there was one other dumb kid moment. All 3 of them (Madison doesn't count) had their moments.. I'm sitting in LV's room when I hear someone go "Miss Christian?"... I sat there (not facing her) stunned for a sec, cuz I just KNEW she meant me.. She she addresses me that way like 3 more times and I'm like, "OMFG ARE YOU KIDDING ME!??! CHRISTIAN IS YOUR BROTHER, JACKY, MY NAME IS LISA AND YOU ARE FULLY AWARE OF THIS!"....
PLEASE don't let me reproduce. Or ask me to play w/ your baboon offspring. I'm done w/ children for a GRIIIIIIIIP after this, unless it's s job haha... And I'm never this angry w/ any kid, but theeeeeese particularly dumb fuckers are just too much.
Basically, Amber = me (but dumber, most def), where she is the leader of the pack, the oldest (only by a year but SABRINA is so damn dumb, may as well be 6 years) who is the slave thanks to Mommy, just like me. Brina and Christian are Lucious and Lauren, but WAAAAAAAAAY dumber, and it's an issue I need to work out w/ a therapist, I swear. I am RUINED by my upbringing, I swear. That shit left my heart straight damaged when it comes to kids. If Halle Berry can wait 'til 40, so can I. Maybe then I'll have a diff outlook on them, but as of right now, I can't see why anyone would take the chance of having a stupid child, or a brat/cuntrag like my sister.
Sorry if you take offense, but that is MOST DEFINITELY how I feel about anyone under the age of like, 5-6. Fuck'em. Why? Cuz FUCK'EM, that's why.
Well, I was gonna blog, but...
I'm tired, need rest. Good rest, not rest interrupted by a GODDAMN ALARM CLOCK @ 5:30AM, SO SOMEONE CAN VIDEOTAPE THEIR GRANDKIDS PLAYING IN THE LIVING ROOM/JUMPING ON THE TRAMPOLINE BEFORE THEY LEAVE TO GO HOME.
AS IF THEY WEREN'T HERE FOR 2 AND A 1/2 DAYS.
GET THE FUCK OVER IT.
WHICH SHE OBV DID, B/C SHE MOST DEF DID NOT WAKE UP TO TURN IT OFF.
LAVIECE HAS A NICE MA.. NICE AND FUCKING ANNOYING.
HAVE A SAFE TRIP, SEE YOU (IN THE ER) NEXT (TIME YOU) FALL!
PS The baby is most def 5 months, not 4, and will be 6 months on the 14th. W/e.
Jerry Lewis = Iconic. I owe him so much. I'd love to repay him in youth, so he could make movies like 'You're Never Too Young, 'Scared Stiff', and 'Living It Up' forever. Him AND Dean, of course.
Aaaaaand I still end up mini-blogging. Go figure.
And don't think I don't have blogs on tap, thanks to Blogger and the auto save they so wonderfully grace us w/!
AS IF THEY WEREN'T HERE FOR 2 AND A 1/2 DAYS.
GET THE FUCK OVER IT.
WHICH SHE OBV DID, B/C SHE MOST DEF DID NOT WAKE UP TO TURN IT OFF.
LAVIECE HAS A NICE MA.. NICE AND FUCKING ANNOYING.
HAVE A SAFE TRIP, SEE YOU (IN THE ER) NEXT (TIME YOU) FALL!
PS The baby is most def 5 months, not 4, and will be 6 months on the 14th. W/e.
Jerry Lewis = Iconic. I owe him so much. I'd love to repay him in youth, so he could make movies like 'You're Never Too Young, 'Scared Stiff', and 'Living It Up' forever. Him AND Dean, of course.
Aaaaaand I still end up mini-blogging. Go figure.
And don't think I don't have blogs on tap, thanks to Blogger and the auto save they so wonderfully grace us w/!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
I LOVE taking naps @ the airport...
Love iiiiiitttttttt... Cuz I MOST DEF did the other day, haha. Like, specifically went there to take a nap, I didn't just fall asleep or w/e.. Me and the accomplice to all the 24-hour debauchery that took place starting before that. Also napped it out under the stars @ the beach once all the TOURISTS WERE GONE.
Hooray for getting the beach back!
Anyway, I officially want to just sleep in random ass places lol. It's a new goal. I already fall asleep any and everywhere, may as well make it an adventure!
GOD, I had sooooooo much fun in VA. SO much. Esp last night @ Phil's Grill, woooooo! Mad friends, drinks being bought for me (aw, ty Eddie), EVERYONE IN THE DAMN BAR INFLICTING SOME SORT OF PAIN ON ME.... BRANDI'S drunk ass (who later tried to break into Jaime's house, aka Dippin' Dots) was wild'n out hardcore. Nice tits, lol.
I'm so glad that I saw the people I saw that night.. Couldn't have been any more weird/awkward, lol. Jason... Haha..
I have to stop this blog to report that two of the PLAINEST, MOST UNATTRACTIVE WOMEN I HAVE SEEN IN A GRIIIIIIP are currently being hassled by some dude @ the other cell phone place right here in the middle. Oh my LORD, their hair is mad long, but MAD thin/scraggly. Who got that brunette ho pregnant??? Wow.
Anyway, back to my stories lol.. I actually don't even know wtf to say right now, other than the fact that I'm going to see Ratatouille in less than an hour, and then License To Wed. I came down here w/ plans to get up and chill again, but I may as well see the movies I've been dying to see and then go back home. The weekend is only 4 days away, and I may not even come back down here. We shall see.
Uh, what else. LOVE spending like 3 and a 1/2 hours @ Best Buy. No intentions to buy shit, just sat in the HDtv room (which is swank as a bitch randomly) talking w/ my home slices for 2 hours, then spent almost another 2 outside trying to figure out where we were gonna eat. That, and joking almost every person that walked past. Awesome, love it.
It was a pretty fun day, let me tell you. I also love how many people made ref to my blogs, lol. "Is that going in there?" etc etc. Why, JUST MAYBE. Ya never know.
Oh WOW, just remembered where I spent my Sat night.. Haven't done THAT in a while, not like I did that day. Felt like the old days w/ WAY MORE wack people, lmfao. Weeaaakkkk.. I talked so much shit, ugh. Some girl almost got the business, but she was a friend of someone I haven't seen in a minute so I just checked her and walked away.
K another interruption. This dude who is getting hassled in the other girl's place has on the wackest gamer gloves ever, and I know I'm not just assuming that's what they are b/c he also has a bag from Game Stop haha..
Hm, it's closing in on movie time and I most def want to get something to bring in there (Dollar Tree, nigga! Charrelston Chews!) soooooo I'ma wrap this up, do some more emailing, get my candy, potty, and then get a ticket. If you're out in the Greenbrier area, hollerrrrrr. I may not watch the 2nd movie, but as long as I'm here, may as well see something. Hit me up via TEXT (altho I will def answer calls still) if you're tryna chill..
Owwwwwwwwt!
PS, this is the wackest song/video ever. She can't dance, and her singing is sub-par like a mafaka. Never knew it existed til I found it by accident the other day. WOW.
Hooray for getting the beach back!
Anyway, I officially want to just sleep in random ass places lol. It's a new goal. I already fall asleep any and everywhere, may as well make it an adventure!
GOD, I had sooooooo much fun in VA. SO much. Esp last night @ Phil's Grill, woooooo! Mad friends, drinks being bought for me (aw, ty Eddie), EVERYONE IN THE DAMN BAR INFLICTING SOME SORT OF PAIN ON ME.... BRANDI'S drunk ass (who later tried to break into Jaime's house, aka Dippin' Dots) was wild'n out hardcore. Nice tits, lol.
I'm so glad that I saw the people I saw that night.. Couldn't have been any more weird/awkward, lol. Jason... Haha..
I have to stop this blog to report that two of the PLAINEST, MOST UNATTRACTIVE WOMEN I HAVE SEEN IN A GRIIIIIIP are currently being hassled by some dude @ the other cell phone place right here in the middle. Oh my LORD, their hair is mad long, but MAD thin/scraggly. Who got that brunette ho pregnant??? Wow.
Anyway, back to my stories lol.. I actually don't even know wtf to say right now, other than the fact that I'm going to see Ratatouille in less than an hour, and then License To Wed. I came down here w/ plans to get up and chill again, but I may as well see the movies I've been dying to see and then go back home. The weekend is only 4 days away, and I may not even come back down here. We shall see.
Uh, what else. LOVE spending like 3 and a 1/2 hours @ Best Buy. No intentions to buy shit, just sat in the HDtv room (which is swank as a bitch randomly) talking w/ my home slices for 2 hours, then spent almost another 2 outside trying to figure out where we were gonna eat. That, and joking almost every person that walked past. Awesome, love it.
It was a pretty fun day, let me tell you. I also love how many people made ref to my blogs, lol. "Is that going in there?" etc etc. Why, JUST MAYBE. Ya never know.
Oh WOW, just remembered where I spent my Sat night.. Haven't done THAT in a while, not like I did that day. Felt like the old days w/ WAY MORE wack people, lmfao. Weeaaakkkk.. I talked so much shit, ugh. Some girl almost got the business, but she was a friend of someone I haven't seen in a minute so I just checked her and walked away.
K another interruption. This dude who is getting hassled in the other girl's place has on the wackest gamer gloves ever, and I know I'm not just assuming that's what they are b/c he also has a bag from Game Stop haha..
Hm, it's closing in on movie time and I most def want to get something to bring in there (Dollar Tree, nigga! Charrelston Chews!) soooooo I'ma wrap this up, do some more emailing, get my candy, potty, and then get a ticket. If you're out in the Greenbrier area, hollerrrrrr. I may not watch the 2nd movie, but as long as I'm here, may as well see something. Hit me up via TEXT (altho I will def answer calls still) if you're tryna chill..
Owwwwwwwwt!
PS, this is the wackest song/video ever. She can't dance, and her singing is sub-par like a mafaka. Never knew it existed til I found it by accident the other day. WOW.
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