Racy?
Yes.
Flattering?
Yes.
Me?
I wish.
My Tit's ain't NEARLY that nice. And, they need some vertical barbells through the nipples. My hair will NEVER look that amazing, and my tummy will never be that flat.
A girl can always dream.
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Hubba Hubba...
Racy?
Yes.
Flattering?
Yes.
Me?
I wish.
My Tit's ain't NEARLY that nice. And, they need some vertical barbells through the nipples. My hair will NEVER look that amazing, and my tummy will never be that flat.
A girl can always dream.
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas from My Family to Yours.
(Don't tell my mom I posted this one. I'd catch it for sure.)
Yeah, I know. I look like crap. Whatever. It's Christmas morning, I worked a full, insanely busy shift yesterday, and I REALLY don't feel like doing my hair and makeup. Hell. I didn't feel like GETTING up this morning.
You can tell I'm a grown-up when I decide to sleep in later than my parents on Christmas morning.
The best present, (and one of the four I recieved) is by far my best of Stevie Ray Vaughan collection from the parental units. SWEET. It was the one I was drooling over in the local music store, a month and a half ago, that I refrained from buying because it was about 40 bucks for a 2 disc set. That's 30 songs. Very, very nice.
My Dad said that if he knew it was this good, he would have kept it. Suckah Fool!
Merry Christmas Folks.
Friday, December 24, 2004
Just a quick wish...
For Y'all to have a VERY merry Ho-ho.
Hope the Jolly fat man brings you all you wished for.
If he didn't just hope that you were around people you love, because in the end that's all that matters.
Cheers,
Catch Ya on the flip side.
Linds.
Oh By the way... Nothing beats sitting in front of my parent's 37 inch Flatscreen T.V. and watching "Log." (I'm NOT really doing that, of course... Although it IS on in the living room...)
It's a running joke in my family that "Log" is utterly captivating. Sure. I especially like that Hairy Girly/Manly (I've yet to figure out exactly what gender it belongs to...) hand that replaces that top peice of wood every twenty minutes or so on the Video loop.
Actually, this year, they renamed it "Burning Log" No shit. Talk about redundant. Ahhh. The miracles of Digital cable.
Hope the Jolly fat man brings you all you wished for.
If he didn't just hope that you were around people you love, because in the end that's all that matters.
Cheers,
Catch Ya on the flip side.
Linds.
Oh By the way... Nothing beats sitting in front of my parent's 37 inch Flatscreen T.V. and watching "Log." (I'm NOT really doing that, of course... Although it IS on in the living room...)
It's a running joke in my family that "Log" is utterly captivating. Sure. I especially like that Hairy Girly/Manly (I've yet to figure out exactly what gender it belongs to...) hand that replaces that top peice of wood every twenty minutes or so on the Video loop.
Actually, this year, they renamed it "Burning Log" No shit. Talk about redundant. Ahhh. The miracles of Digital cable.
Saturday, December 18, 2004
Holy Hannah!
She's ALIVE!
And kicking too might I add.
I've been busier than anything lately, here's a brief rundown of the past month for me:
1. I quit my job.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I said "sayanora" to Safeway. No more belittling comments from supervisors, no more ridiculous rules that don't make sense to anyone but management, no more shifts spent in a blind panic knowing that they should have more than one person doing three peoples tasks at once, (and of course all done to perfection.) No thank-you.
I knew my company record with Safeway was more tarnished than Grandma's silverware, so I decided to go out with Panache. Yup yup, I gave em a whole two days notice. Whee fun. It would have been even MORE FUN to give them my notice two days before Christmas, but I'm not entirely evil... Really I'm not. I'm sure somewhere down the road that teeny bit of notice I gave them is gonna bite me in the ass somehow, but quite honestly Scarlett, I don't give a damn.
I'm still waiting on my Holiday Pay to be mailed to me from Calgary. That delay was making Christmas shopping a little tight, but I dipped into my Line of Credit a little to make ends meet.
2. Got a new job.
Three days after I quit working at Safeway, I was hired on the spot at a little European style bakery near where my old apartment is located, I walked in, dropped off my resume, and left with a job in a grand total of three minutes. Cool eh? As it stands, I get more hours than any other girl working front end in the place.
I took a three dollar cut in pay, but it's worth the loss in wages to save my sanity. The stuff this Baker makes is AMAZING, all real whipping cream, real butter. It's soooo dangerous to my waistline. I swear if it wasn't for my metabolism boosters I would be right back up to that magnificent size 26. (I'm a 16 right now.)
3. I Met a new man.
Yes, coincidentally enough, on the day I got a new job I ended up giving my number to a hottie that works in the restaurant downstairs from my new place of employment, and things have been gangbusters ever since. His three and a half year old son is very sweet, and seems to have taken a shine to me much to my delight. I'm just taking things one day at a time, and he's teaching me how to laugh at myself a little more, instead of taking everything so seriously.
I'm not counting my chickens, or looking at it in a negative frame of light either.
As it stands, I'm just content being around him and chilling out watching a movie. (Or like last night when I took care of him because he's really sick right now. I've always been a fan of Advil -- Cold and Sinus.)
It's all new for me to have a little boy tagging along with most of the stuff I do with my partner, but at the same time I'm totally enrapt watching how in love with his son he is, and how much of a good parent he is too.
4. I Spent Ten Thousand Dollars, in an hour and a half.
Yeah. I almost puked when I handed over my tuition bank draft for school on Thursday. That's more money than my brain can comprehend.
Now, I know I like to shop, but this was a little extreme, even for me.
The only consolation I can give myself for doing it was that I wouldn't be furthering myself if I didn't do it, and right now, it's all about me.
That's all I can think of off of the top of my head right now, Since I'm typing this out at Melissa's place...
At any rate, If I don't end up writing another entry in here before Christmas has come and gone, here's the phrase in my Christmas cards this year.
(For those of you that don't know, hope is a word that means a lot to me, and not something that can be easily encompassed in words.)
Merry Christmas. Happy New Year. I love you all.
Peace out.
Linds.
And kicking too might I add.
I've been busier than anything lately, here's a brief rundown of the past month for me:
1. I quit my job.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I said "sayanora" to Safeway. No more belittling comments from supervisors, no more ridiculous rules that don't make sense to anyone but management, no more shifts spent in a blind panic knowing that they should have more than one person doing three peoples tasks at once, (and of course all done to perfection.) No thank-you.
I knew my company record with Safeway was more tarnished than Grandma's silverware, so I decided to go out with Panache. Yup yup, I gave em a whole two days notice. Whee fun. It would have been even MORE FUN to give them my notice two days before Christmas, but I'm not entirely evil... Really I'm not. I'm sure somewhere down the road that teeny bit of notice I gave them is gonna bite me in the ass somehow, but quite honestly Scarlett, I don't give a damn.
I'm still waiting on my Holiday Pay to be mailed to me from Calgary. That delay was making Christmas shopping a little tight, but I dipped into my Line of Credit a little to make ends meet.
2. Got a new job.
Three days after I quit working at Safeway, I was hired on the spot at a little European style bakery near where my old apartment is located, I walked in, dropped off my resume, and left with a job in a grand total of three minutes. Cool eh? As it stands, I get more hours than any other girl working front end in the place.
I took a three dollar cut in pay, but it's worth the loss in wages to save my sanity. The stuff this Baker makes is AMAZING, all real whipping cream, real butter. It's soooo dangerous to my waistline. I swear if it wasn't for my metabolism boosters I would be right back up to that magnificent size 26. (I'm a 16 right now.)
3. I Met a new man.
Yes, coincidentally enough, on the day I got a new job I ended up giving my number to a hottie that works in the restaurant downstairs from my new place of employment, and things have been gangbusters ever since. His three and a half year old son is very sweet, and seems to have taken a shine to me much to my delight. I'm just taking things one day at a time, and he's teaching me how to laugh at myself a little more, instead of taking everything so seriously.
I'm not counting my chickens, or looking at it in a negative frame of light either.
As it stands, I'm just content being around him and chilling out watching a movie. (Or like last night when I took care of him because he's really sick right now. I've always been a fan of Advil -- Cold and Sinus.)
It's all new for me to have a little boy tagging along with most of the stuff I do with my partner, but at the same time I'm totally enrapt watching how in love with his son he is, and how much of a good parent he is too.
4. I Spent Ten Thousand Dollars, in an hour and a half.
Yeah. I almost puked when I handed over my tuition bank draft for school on Thursday. That's more money than my brain can comprehend.
Now, I know I like to shop, but this was a little extreme, even for me.
The only consolation I can give myself for doing it was that I wouldn't be furthering myself if I didn't do it, and right now, it's all about me.
That's all I can think of off of the top of my head right now, Since I'm typing this out at Melissa's place...
At any rate, If I don't end up writing another entry in here before Christmas has come and gone, here's the phrase in my Christmas cards this year.
With wishes that the Joy of the Holiday
Season restores Hope in your soul.
(For those of you that don't know, hope is a word that means a lot to me, and not something that can be easily encompassed in words.)
Merry Christmas. Happy New Year. I love you all.
Peace out.
Linds.
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