So bad.
I just did the longest feeling 12 hour shift in the goddamned universe. I swear it NEVER WANTED TO END.
That is all...
/rant
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Snow Snow, Snow....
And I avoided it all last night by curling up with my man, with the gas furnace on full blast, and bags full of fuzzy peach candies, chocolate (dark gourmet for me, white gourmet for him), Hot cocoa, and smokiedogs.
Oh yes. Life is good.
Weirdest comment from someone I know sort of well ever...
I went for coffee early in the evening, last night with Crystal, and on the way through browsing London Drugs, we ran into someone that works in an adjacent store to mine in the mall.
Someone that had been on one or two impromptu dates with Cliff in the past, (which doesn't bother me one bit) and is pretty happy that he has found someone who appreciates him.
She asks what I'm doing there, I introduce my girlfriend, say that we're out for coffee and to do some pre-Xmas window shopping. With her is her sister, and her 7 month old niece, who I've had the priviledge of cuddling.
What can I say, I've got babies on the brain the last six months (Okay, a year.). Cut me some slack.
She looks at her neice, and says "Okay, let's go find 'Cars', and see if it's any less expensive here. That sounds like a PREGNANT idea." while looking directly at me.
Baffled, I look at Crystal after she's left and go, "Did she just say that sounded like a "Pregnant" idea, or am I hearing things?"
Crystal: "No. She said that... It was weird."
Me: "That's waaaayyy too weird. I wonder where that came from?"
Oh yes. Life is good.
Weirdest comment from someone I know sort of well ever...
I went for coffee early in the evening, last night with Crystal, and on the way through browsing London Drugs, we ran into someone that works in an adjacent store to mine in the mall.
Someone that had been on one or two impromptu dates with Cliff in the past, (which doesn't bother me one bit) and is pretty happy that he has found someone who appreciates him.
She asks what I'm doing there, I introduce my girlfriend, say that we're out for coffee and to do some pre-Xmas window shopping. With her is her sister, and her 7 month old niece, who I've had the priviledge of cuddling.
What can I say, I've got babies on the brain the last six months (Okay, a year.). Cut me some slack.
She looks at her neice, and says "Okay, let's go find 'Cars', and see if it's any less expensive here. That sounds like a PREGNANT idea." while looking directly at me.
Baffled, I look at Crystal after she's left and go, "Did she just say that sounded like a "Pregnant" idea, or am I hearing things?"
Crystal: "No. She said that... It was weird."
Me: "That's waaaayyy too weird. I wonder where that came from?"
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
For All My American Friends Out There...
Happy American Thanksgiving...You know, us Canadians are ahead of the times...
We had ours last month.
*kisses!*
Linds.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Is It Still The Honeymoon Phase?
Because I honestly couldn't be happier.
I know. I know. Fantastic relationships make poor humourous blog fodder. You always seem to smirk when I write scathing commentary about people/things with my ascerbic, sharp wit.
But I think I earned a bit of happiness, with a decent man that listens to me, and accepts me, laughs at how dorky I can be, COMMUNICATES, and tolerates the fact that I'm at work approximately 60 hours a week instead of spending my time with him.
Christmas is coming up. I expect that to be half again more work. *sighs*
I went out last night and introduced Cliff to Elizabeth, and I think he passed the grade. Regardless if he did or didn't, I'd still keep him.
Mine.
This is the first actual weekend off that I've had in a couple of months, and I realize how incredibly much I needed it. Two days to spend with the people I love and doing the things I want to do. Wowzers.
I purchased a few Christmas presents this week, getting that arduous task underway is something that I usually don't enjoy... Correction, I LOVE buying stuff for people that they find totally personal and unique, it's just the atmosphere of "mall" at the start of the Christmas season that I don't like. I spend too much damned time in the mall as it stands, anyways.
Cliff and I plan to put up the tree and decorations next weekend... sometime. This will be the first holiday season I'll spend with a signifigant other since when I was dating my first boyfriend. I think I'll feel much more comfortable and loved with THIS boyfriend. We've agreed that we're visiting my family in the morning on Christmas day, and then going over to his sister's for dinner so I can meet the rest of his family.
I've got a few design jobs as well as my day job happening right now, some completed and some not so completed, one being a finished logo for an adult playspace, which looks pretty neat, if I say so myself, and my client is quite happy. A few photos that need to be touched up, (always nice for some extra cash) and a photo session with a friend of mine.
Glamour shots of myself from my professional photographer friend and co-worker, Heather, are scheduled sometime after christmas, and should be a blast on her big sexy red bed. Hell, if you guys are lucky, I might even post one or two tamer photos.
Might.
So tell me, what's new with you?
I know. I know. Fantastic relationships make poor humourous blog fodder. You always seem to smirk when I write scathing commentary about people/things with my ascerbic, sharp wit.
But I think I earned a bit of happiness, with a decent man that listens to me, and accepts me, laughs at how dorky I can be, COMMUNICATES, and tolerates the fact that I'm at work approximately 60 hours a week instead of spending my time with him.
Christmas is coming up. I expect that to be half again more work. *sighs*
I went out last night and introduced Cliff to Elizabeth, and I think he passed the grade. Regardless if he did or didn't, I'd still keep him.
Mine.
This is the first actual weekend off that I've had in a couple of months, and I realize how incredibly much I needed it. Two days to spend with the people I love and doing the things I want to do. Wowzers.
I purchased a few Christmas presents this week, getting that arduous task underway is something that I usually don't enjoy... Correction, I LOVE buying stuff for people that they find totally personal and unique, it's just the atmosphere of "mall" at the start of the Christmas season that I don't like. I spend too much damned time in the mall as it stands, anyways.
Cliff and I plan to put up the tree and decorations next weekend... sometime. This will be the first holiday season I'll spend with a signifigant other since when I was dating my first boyfriend. I think I'll feel much more comfortable and loved with THIS boyfriend. We've agreed that we're visiting my family in the morning on Christmas day, and then going over to his sister's for dinner so I can meet the rest of his family.
I've got a few design jobs as well as my day job happening right now, some completed and some not so completed, one being a finished logo for an adult playspace, which looks pretty neat, if I say so myself, and my client is quite happy. A few photos that need to be touched up, (always nice for some extra cash) and a photo session with a friend of mine.
Glamour shots of myself from my professional photographer friend and co-worker, Heather, are scheduled sometime after christmas, and should be a blast on her big sexy red bed. Hell, if you guys are lucky, I might even post one or two tamer photos.
Might.
So tell me, what's new with you?
Saturday, November 18, 2006
See, Speak, Hear. No Evil.
A new addition to my collection, courtesy of Cliff.
I collect statues of The Chinese Buddha. Am I a Buddhist? No. I'm not really religious at all. So, the question remains, why do I collect them? Because Buddha is the only religious icon that is actually smiling... Plus he's fat and happy. There's something to be said about being fat, and happy with yourself, and still having the ability to find spiritual Nirvana and peace in yourself, no matter what you look like on the outside.
The other buddha he's given me, not pictured here, is a Kama Sutra buddha, with a lovely scene from the book carved into the bottom of a very rotund, (shall we say, Rubenesque...) Buddha.
I collect statues of The Chinese Buddha. Am I a Buddhist? No. I'm not really religious at all. So, the question remains, why do I collect them? Because Buddha is the only religious icon that is actually smiling... Plus he's fat and happy. There's something to be said about being fat, and happy with yourself, and still having the ability to find spiritual Nirvana and peace in yourself, no matter what you look like on the outside.
The other buddha he's given me, not pictured here, is a Kama Sutra buddha, with a lovely scene from the book carved into the bottom of a very rotund, (shall we say, Rubenesque...) Buddha.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Oh Lord...
He's so wholly gorgeous in his exhausted sleep on our bed that I'm dying to tell someone. It almost begs to be photographed, with the play of light on his skin and muscles in his shoulders. I don't because I don't want to risk accidentally waking him.
I lay next to him, and just simply look at him. Long, and lean and soft lightly freckled pale skin over lean muscle. Dark hair with a touch of grey at the temples, and full, amazing lips.
He treats me so well, he cares for me so much, he teases me and jokes with me the same way I joke with him...
*sighs*
And he's all mine.
These are the moments that make any relationship worth any risk, when you can watch your lover sleep so soundly next to you.
I lay next to him, and just simply look at him. Long, and lean and soft lightly freckled pale skin over lean muscle. Dark hair with a touch of grey at the temples, and full, amazing lips.
He treats me so well, he cares for me so much, he teases me and jokes with me the same way I joke with him...
*sighs*
And he's all mine.
These are the moments that make any relationship worth any risk, when you can watch your lover sleep so soundly next to you.
But We're Ladies!!
Elizabeth spoiled me near the end of september by taking me out to go see Margaret Cho at the Orpheum theatre in Downtown Vancouver.
I had a fantastic time, and I think we both looked pretty smoking hot.
I don't think I took the opportunity to thank her like she should have been for such an enjoyable night out with such fantastic company, and lately I've been so busy that I haven't had the energy to do so.
So once again, Thank you, Miss Liz. I really appreciate you being my friend, even if I'm not around to show it as often as I should.
I had a fantastic time, and I think we both looked pretty smoking hot.
I don't think I took the opportunity to thank her like she should have been for such an enjoyable night out with such fantastic company, and lately I've been so busy that I haven't had the energy to do so.
So once again, Thank you, Miss Liz. I really appreciate you being my friend, even if I'm not around to show it as often as I should.
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Monday, November 06, 2006
Oh, My Aching Back...
Eons and eons since I've posted, but I have a good excuse.
I've been busy.
Hell, I haven't even visited with my friends lately. I passed up the opportunity to go out to two separate birthday parties (Sorry Mark and Patrick!) because of my grueling work schedule... Today is the first day off after an eight day bender running around like a maniac. I've been moving my stuff into my boyfriend's apartment the weekend prior to Hallowe'en. I know... It's a bit fast, and both he and I feel the same way about it, but hey, I was getting to the end of my rope, and my hands were slippery, and I seem to have found a male that actually appreciates me and wants me around.
Speaking of Hallowe'en... I had the most massive sugar hangover in the universe which required me doing extreme measures of "hair of the dog" the following day with the purchase of a Coca Cola and two Aero bars to ease the pressure in my head.
Or maybe it was just another excuse to eat chocolate.
I'm now "Sales Floor Manager" as well as "Assistant Manager" so my workload has doubled. I think I'm handling it with aplomb, however, I'm really really damned tired at night now.
This is the first day off I've had to sit down and WRITE something. Christ, it's even hard to read without ending up reading through osmosis via my face, I get so tired at night. Bed times have changed from 1 am, to 9 pm, if I'm lucky.
Actually, I think I'm going to go and crawl back into bed, and catch up on the sleep that I've been missing.
I've been busy.
Hell, I haven't even visited with my friends lately. I passed up the opportunity to go out to two separate birthday parties (Sorry Mark and Patrick!) because of my grueling work schedule... Today is the first day off after an eight day bender running around like a maniac. I've been moving my stuff into my boyfriend's apartment the weekend prior to Hallowe'en. I know... It's a bit fast, and both he and I feel the same way about it, but hey, I was getting to the end of my rope, and my hands were slippery, and I seem to have found a male that actually appreciates me and wants me around.
Speaking of Hallowe'en... I had the most massive sugar hangover in the universe which required me doing extreme measures of "hair of the dog" the following day with the purchase of a Coca Cola and two Aero bars to ease the pressure in my head.
Or maybe it was just another excuse to eat chocolate.
I'm now "Sales Floor Manager" as well as "Assistant Manager" so my workload has doubled. I think I'm handling it with aplomb, however, I'm really really damned tired at night now.
This is the first day off I've had to sit down and WRITE something. Christ, it's even hard to read without ending up reading through osmosis via my face, I get so tired at night. Bed times have changed from 1 am, to 9 pm, if I'm lucky.
Actually, I think I'm going to go and crawl back into bed, and catch up on the sleep that I've been missing.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Long Time Gone...
I know, I know. I've been busy, Okay?
Look mom, I'm sorry I haven't written in a week. Things just sort of popped up, and now I've finally gotten the free time.
Like what? Well, let's see. I got a promotion at work, after working for minimum wage for almost 11 months, I'm finally classified assistant manager, making assistant pay, instead of doing all the tasks and making sales associate wages.
My District manager gave me a bunch of compliments which was so flattering and really nice. He said I was more than intelligent enough to have a store to myself in approximately mid-2007. Yeah. I'm excited. It's a lot of pressure but I think I'll be able to manage it.
Yeah, actually, I have been seeing someone. I've been dating a man named Cliff, going on a month now.
Yeah, you'd like him. He's a real nice guy. Yeah, he's got a good job, and a good heart. Plus he can cook like nobodies business... I'm actually eating vegetables on a regular basis now. You'd be proud of me.
Yeah, he's handsome. All lanky and tall with dark hair and blue-blue-blue eyes. He's got a lot of character to his face, and great smile lines around his eyes. He does flytying, for a hobby, just like grandpa did. He's pretty good at it, too. He loves fishing.
He's a bit older than I am...
Yeah, older. Is that a problem?
What do you mean no comment? You've always got an opinion. I had to learn it from somebody, right? Bah, whatever.
Of course I'm happy. He treats me really well. I feel spoiled.
I met him at work. He was a regular customer and I guess he dug me more than he originally let on... I feel like I'm not the "usual" girls he goes for, when he goes for them, though.
Well, I'm a bigger girl. He's tall and lanky and slender, like I said. He's probably had his fair share of girls that are slender and curvy and blonde, and here I am, dumpy, curvy and brunette. I feel kinda inadequate. Not that he's really looking at other girls or anything. He's really devoted. It's so different than everyone else I've dated.
Thanks mom. But you have to say I'm pretty. Your my mom.
Pregnant?! Babies?! Christ, I've been dating him for a month, how about you ask me that when I've been dating him a few years? Jeez. No pressure, really!
I know, I know. You want grandkids. *rolls her eyes* How about I actually get to know him a little bit more before I get knocked up? Sound good?
No, I haven't found an apartment yet. Andrew decided to be my room mate, and he's been doing a good job of looking for apartments in the papers and stuff. I'm going to view a couple of them on Wednesday, during the morning, to see if they are decent. If he can get the day off, he's going to come with.
I'm seeing if I can extend my stay another 15 days at the place I'm at currently, so that I can fit it all in with my additional workload and some design work I've got going on.
I actually should be packing now, because I've got two days off in a row, and I need to get it going.
Okay, well I hope you're doing all right, and I'll talk to you sometime soon.
No, I won't be so long in between writing, if I can help it.
Okay. I love you too.
Ciao.
Look mom, I'm sorry I haven't written in a week. Things just sort of popped up, and now I've finally gotten the free time.
Like what? Well, let's see. I got a promotion at work, after working for minimum wage for almost 11 months, I'm finally classified assistant manager, making assistant pay, instead of doing all the tasks and making sales associate wages.
My District manager gave me a bunch of compliments which was so flattering and really nice. He said I was more than intelligent enough to have a store to myself in approximately mid-2007. Yeah. I'm excited. It's a lot of pressure but I think I'll be able to manage it.
Yeah, actually, I have been seeing someone. I've been dating a man named Cliff, going on a month now.
Yeah, you'd like him. He's a real nice guy. Yeah, he's got a good job, and a good heart. Plus he can cook like nobodies business... I'm actually eating vegetables on a regular basis now. You'd be proud of me.
Yeah, he's handsome. All lanky and tall with dark hair and blue-blue-blue eyes. He's got a lot of character to his face, and great smile lines around his eyes. He does flytying, for a hobby, just like grandpa did. He's pretty good at it, too. He loves fishing.
He's a bit older than I am...
Yeah, older. Is that a problem?
What do you mean no comment? You've always got an opinion. I had to learn it from somebody, right? Bah, whatever.
Of course I'm happy. He treats me really well. I feel spoiled.
I met him at work. He was a regular customer and I guess he dug me more than he originally let on... I feel like I'm not the "usual" girls he goes for, when he goes for them, though.
Well, I'm a bigger girl. He's tall and lanky and slender, like I said. He's probably had his fair share of girls that are slender and curvy and blonde, and here I am, dumpy, curvy and brunette. I feel kinda inadequate. Not that he's really looking at other girls or anything. He's really devoted. It's so different than everyone else I've dated.
Thanks mom. But you have to say I'm pretty. Your my mom.
Pregnant?! Babies?! Christ, I've been dating him for a month, how about you ask me that when I've been dating him a few years? Jeez. No pressure, really!
I know, I know. You want grandkids. *rolls her eyes* How about I actually get to know him a little bit more before I get knocked up? Sound good?
No, I haven't found an apartment yet. Andrew decided to be my room mate, and he's been doing a good job of looking for apartments in the papers and stuff. I'm going to view a couple of them on Wednesday, during the morning, to see if they are decent. If he can get the day off, he's going to come with.
I'm seeing if I can extend my stay another 15 days at the place I'm at currently, so that I can fit it all in with my additional workload and some design work I've got going on.
I actually should be packing now, because I've got two days off in a row, and I need to get it going.
Okay, well I hope you're doing all right, and I'll talk to you sometime soon.
No, I won't be so long in between writing, if I can help it.
Okay. I love you too.
Ciao.
Friday, October 13, 2006
*Tugs At Her Collar*
Linds: Awkward, awkward!!
Linds: Ergh...
Linds: Mayday!
Sean: lol
Sean: What is happening?
Linds: I'm at Cliff's and there are maintenance men working on his furnace, let in by his landlady, who let them in because I didn't answer the door.
Linds: And they don't know I'm here.
Linds: Because I closed the bedroom door.
Linds: And they are working RIGHT next to the door.
Linds: *whispers* And I locked it.
Sean: lol
Sean: And this is awkward because?
Linds: because I'm naked wearing only a bathrobe and Cliff ISN'T here 'cause he's working?
Sean: ah
Sean: well, there are two ways to go with this...
Sean: one, what you did;
Linds: stay hidden, being number one...
Linds: and first and foremost in my mind.
Linds: ding ding, we have a winner!!
Sean: or two, the beginning of a delightful Letter to Penthouse.
Linds: No. I've got my rag.
Sean: lol
Sean: Well, hopefully the men will leave soon.
Linds: Yes.
Linds: And the landlady.
Sean: lol
Linds: Because I have to work at 12.45 this afternoon.
Linds: Why do I end up in the *really* awkward situations?
Sean: Is it too high for the window?
Sean: lol
Linds: He lives on the 2nd story.
Linds: knowing me I'd break, well... Everything.
Sean: Now Linds, this is something worth writing about.
Sean: LOL
Linds: Yeah, I know... I was already thinking it.
Sean: I will check up with you later, Linds.
Linds: I will be working, until nine... If I'm not trapped in by the maintenance men and my own cowardice.
Sean: ok
Sean: lol
Linds: Ergh...
Linds: Mayday!
Sean: lol
Sean: What is happening?
Linds: I'm at Cliff's and there are maintenance men working on his furnace, let in by his landlady, who let them in because I didn't answer the door.
Linds: And they don't know I'm here.
Linds: Because I closed the bedroom door.
Linds: And they are working RIGHT next to the door.
Linds: *whispers* And I locked it.
Sean: lol
Sean: And this is awkward because?
Linds: because I'm naked wearing only a bathrobe and Cliff ISN'T here 'cause he's working?
Sean: ah
Sean: well, there are two ways to go with this...
Sean: one, what you did;
Linds: stay hidden, being number one...
Linds: and first and foremost in my mind.
Linds: ding ding, we have a winner!!
Sean: or two, the beginning of a delightful Letter to Penthouse.
Linds: No. I've got my rag.
Sean: lol
Sean: Well, hopefully the men will leave soon.
Linds: Yes.
Linds: And the landlady.
Sean: lol
Linds: Because I have to work at 12.45 this afternoon.
Linds: Why do I end up in the *really* awkward situations?
Sean: Is it too high for the window?
Sean: lol
Linds: He lives on the 2nd story.
Linds: knowing me I'd break, well... Everything.
Sean: Now Linds, this is something worth writing about.
Sean: LOL
Linds: Yeah, I know... I was already thinking it.
Sean: I will check up with you later, Linds.
Linds: I will be working, until nine... If I'm not trapped in by the maintenance men and my own cowardice.
Sean: ok
Sean: lol
Monday, October 09, 2006
All Bundled Up... Thanksgiving Day, 2006
I was bored on the bus, on the way to the 'rents, so I snapped a pic with my new scarf and my hair up in wee pig tails. Tres anime hair. I've got fuzzy elastics on there too!
Sunday, October 08, 2006
90 Things...
1.) I am not ready to fall in love again, yet.
2.) I am scared to hurt the person I've been dating.
3.) Even though I know he's "A Big Boy". I'm still scared.
4.) I work on average 52 to 60 hours a week. I'm really, really tired, every day.
5.) My days all blend together, I never know what day it is, and I don't ever get two days off in a row.
6.) I bailed on a friends birthday party tonight, and I feel really bad for not going, because I know it would be a lot of fun.
7.) My friend is okay with that, since he knows I work my ass off.
8.) I am going to ask for a raise tomorrow. Again. I'm probably going to get blown off. Again.
9.) I don't get paid enough for the amount of work I do, and it's starting to bug me. A lot.
10.) I feel bad because I have not been socializing with my friends enough in the past few months.
11.) My life still feels like it has fallen apart and has not begun to knit back together again. I hope it happens soon.
12.) I like oral sex. A lot.
13.) I have not gone on vacation since May 2nd of 2005.
14.) I have to do laundry tomorrow. I was supposed to do it tonight, but I forgot my work pants at work. Dammit.
15.) Did I mention I like oral sex a lot?
16.) I really just want to do nothing tomorrow. Including not going to work.
17.) Oh, that's both giving and recieving, by the way.
18.) I commonly reference myself as feeling like being "A little bird trapped in a glass dome, flapping my wings ineffectively at the insides".
19.) I think going to school was one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
20.) My father disagrees with me, saying going to school wasn't a mistake, but the way I handled myself while in school, was.
21.) He's right, Of course.
22.) I haven't been home in 7 days.
23.) I have to move in 23 days, and have not found a place to live yet. I haven't started packing yet, either.
24.) The uncertainty of it all makes me very nauseous.
25.) I've trained two employees in the past two weeks.
26.) My toenails are the colour of light bronze. I think it's pretty.
27.) For a moment, I almost forgot I was at home, and not at Cliff's.
28.) I have a carnation he gave me on the 20th of September, and it's still alive on my dining room table.
29.) I bought him lilies for his living room, to brighten up his plant corner. They are bright orange.
30.) I have 4975 songs, which is 14.3 days of playing time, and 31.26 gigs of space on my hard drive.
31.) I have half again as much on my external Hard Drive.
32.) I know that's nothing to people that download all of their music, but to me, it's a big deal because I paid for most of it.
33.) My number one Christmas list item is a 30 gig iPod Video.
34.) I know. Fat chance. *sighs*
35.) To replace my lovely 400 dollar, 8 ounce, 20 gig paperweight, which seems to enjoy reformatting itself and giving me the sad iPod face every time I try to use it, so I've given up thinking it's a lost cause.
36.) This makes me very sad.
37.) But a girl can always dream, right?
38.) My newest online nickname from Murray is "Lindymahindi".
39.) I call Murray "Pookie", "Murvyn", "Murrman", "Mervynator", "Murrby", "Murrbles" and anything else I can think up to make him giggle.
40.) Murray's girlfriend bought a long haired Chihuahua, named which he originally thought was stupid, and now pampers like it's HIS baby.
41.) I think that's really cute.
42.) My new hire calls me "Muffin". I fucking hate it.
43.) Don't you dare...
44.) Do you know how much OIL is in a muffin? Eeew.
45.) I missed my bed this week. Lots.
46.) I'm tired. Big surprise.
47.) I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
48.) I've worked over 120 more hours than my boss between March 1st to October 1st.
49.) Remind me again why I'm not a Manager?
50.) I'm delightful. You're welcome.
51.) I don't see what people see in me that makes me attractive.
52.) I have found three grey hairs in the last 4 months.
53.) I'm the most critical of myself.I tend to self-deprecate.
54.) I love Mariah Carey's album "The Emancipation of Mimi". I listen to it all the time.
55.) God, I missed my bed.
56.) I can be quite gullible sometimes.
57.) I'm forcing myself to stay awake so that I don't feel like I sleep whenever I am home.
58.) I spend too much time worrying about work and complaining about the things that I can't change.
59.) I got my brows waxed on Friday afternoon, and my esthetician was a brutally violent Chinese lady with a sadistic penchant for causing pain strong enough to make me leak tears.
60.) Cliff watched me get it done and swore upside and down that his nuts retracted inside his body watching me "induce self-torture for beauty".
61.) I walked around the mall for the rest of the afternoon with a red rectangular streak around my brows, feeling like an idiot.
62.) to whit, I promptly got teased about.
63.) I pinched him for his efforts.
64.) Men just don't appreciate the lengths women go to look pretty for them. *hrmph*
65.) I can't think of 35 more things.
66.) All I can think of is sleeping, in my bed.
67.) Holy mother, I so missed my bed.
68.) This is one of my favourite candid photos that I've taken and posted on flickr.com
69.) I started crying right after I took this photo of one of my best friend's getting married. I got called "a big softie" and a big hug because of it.
70.) This is me when I was 23.
71.) What the hell happened? I used to be cute.
72.) This is the most recent photo of me.
73.) I haven't rebooted my computer in 17 days. Holy crap.
74.) One of my favourite painters is Vincent Van Gogh.
75.) I've seriously contemplated having "Starry Night" tattooed on my left shoulder, and "Starry Night Over the Rhone" on my right as "cap sleeves".
76.) My Tattoo Artist, Andrea, is salivating at the thought of doing such a complicated piece.
77.) I think I will finish my back before I fill out any other areas of my body first, though.
78.) I don't give a fuck what people will think when I'm 80 and have saggy tattoos. At least I can say "I did it" instead of "I always wanted to do that".
79.) The next tattoo I get is the word "Hope" on the top of the line of kanji going down my spine, So that it says "Hope, Love, Dreams, Music, Friendship". There's something about having Six symbols saying five words that really appeal to me. I also like the notion of having five words up there.
80.) It's been almost 2 years since I've gotten a real tattoo. (touch-up's don't count.)
81.) If I ever get married, I am not going to be afraid that my tattoos will show when I wear a wedding dress. They are an integral part of me.
82.) I google almost EVERYTHING that I don't know the answer to.
83.) Erik is coming back to vancouver in less than two weeks, and I'm totally excited.
84.) My Cell phone has "We Belong Together" as the ringer, and "Jungle Boogie" as my Text messaging notice. I have kept them the same since I got my phone because I like them so much.
85.) I have 5 instant messaging programs.
86.) God, wasn't that a bloody boring point?
87.) When I smoke a joint, I get super introspective, very paranoid, and eat a lot of chocolate with a bottle of coca cola.
88.) I like waking up to the local New Country Music Radio station.
89.) I often find myself waking up humming whatever is on the radio.
90.) I also like waking up to the local hip hop station. It's all about variety, baby.
2.) I am scared to hurt the person I've been dating.
3.) Even though I know he's "A Big Boy". I'm still scared.
4.) I work on average 52 to 60 hours a week. I'm really, really tired, every day.
5.) My days all blend together, I never know what day it is, and I don't ever get two days off in a row.
6.) I bailed on a friends birthday party tonight, and I feel really bad for not going, because I know it would be a lot of fun.
7.) My friend is okay with that, since he knows I work my ass off.
8.) I am going to ask for a raise tomorrow. Again. I'm probably going to get blown off. Again.
9.) I don't get paid enough for the amount of work I do, and it's starting to bug me. A lot.
10.) I feel bad because I have not been socializing with my friends enough in the past few months.
11.) My life still feels like it has fallen apart and has not begun to knit back together again. I hope it happens soon.
12.) I like oral sex. A lot.
13.) I have not gone on vacation since May 2nd of 2005.
14.) I have to do laundry tomorrow. I was supposed to do it tonight, but I forgot my work pants at work. Dammit.
15.) Did I mention I like oral sex a lot?
16.) I really just want to do nothing tomorrow. Including not going to work.
17.) Oh, that's both giving and recieving, by the way.
18.) I commonly reference myself as feeling like being "A little bird trapped in a glass dome, flapping my wings ineffectively at the insides".
19.) I think going to school was one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
20.) My father disagrees with me, saying going to school wasn't a mistake, but the way I handled myself while in school, was.
21.) He's right, Of course.
22.) I haven't been home in 7 days.
23.) I have to move in 23 days, and have not found a place to live yet. I haven't started packing yet, either.
24.) The uncertainty of it all makes me very nauseous.
25.) I've trained two employees in the past two weeks.
26.) My toenails are the colour of light bronze. I think it's pretty.
27.) For a moment, I almost forgot I was at home, and not at Cliff's.
28.) I have a carnation he gave me on the 20th of September, and it's still alive on my dining room table.
29.) I bought him lilies for his living room, to brighten up his plant corner. They are bright orange.
30.) I have 4975 songs, which is 14.3 days of playing time, and 31.26 gigs of space on my hard drive.
31.) I have half again as much on my external Hard Drive.
32.) I know that's nothing to people that download all of their music, but to me, it's a big deal because I paid for most of it.
33.) My number one Christmas list item is a 30 gig iPod Video.
34.) I know. Fat chance. *sighs*
35.) To replace my lovely 400 dollar, 8 ounce, 20 gig paperweight, which seems to enjoy reformatting itself and giving me the sad iPod face every time I try to use it, so I've given up thinking it's a lost cause.
36.) This makes me very sad.
37.) But a girl can always dream, right?
38.) My newest online nickname from Murray is "Lindymahindi".
39.) I call Murray "Pookie", "Murvyn", "Murrman", "Mervynator", "Murrby", "Murrbles" and anything else I can think up to make him giggle.
40.) Murray's girlfriend bought a long haired Chihuahua, named which he originally thought was stupid, and now pampers like it's HIS baby.
41.) I think that's really cute.
42.) My new hire calls me "Muffin". I fucking hate it.
43.) Don't you dare...
44.) Do you know how much OIL is in a muffin? Eeew.
45.) I missed my bed this week. Lots.
46.) I'm tired. Big surprise.
47.) I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
48.) I've worked over 120 more hours than my boss between March 1st to October 1st.
49.) Remind me again why I'm not a Manager?
50.) I'm delightful. You're welcome.
51.) I don't see what people see in me that makes me attractive.
52.) I have found three grey hairs in the last 4 months.
53.) I'm the most critical of myself.I tend to self-deprecate.
54.) I love Mariah Carey's album "The Emancipation of Mimi". I listen to it all the time.
55.) God, I missed my bed.
56.) I can be quite gullible sometimes.
57.) I'm forcing myself to stay awake so that I don't feel like I sleep whenever I am home.
58.) I spend too much time worrying about work and complaining about the things that I can't change.
59.) I got my brows waxed on Friday afternoon, and my esthetician was a brutally violent Chinese lady with a sadistic penchant for causing pain strong enough to make me leak tears.
60.) Cliff watched me get it done and swore upside and down that his nuts retracted inside his body watching me "induce self-torture for beauty".
61.) I walked around the mall for the rest of the afternoon with a red rectangular streak around my brows, feeling like an idiot.
62.) to whit, I promptly got teased about.
63.) I pinched him for his efforts.
64.) Men just don't appreciate the lengths women go to look pretty for them. *hrmph*
65.) I can't think of 35 more things.
66.) All I can think of is sleeping, in my bed.
67.) Holy mother, I so missed my bed.
68.) This is one of my favourite candid photos that I've taken and posted on flickr.com
69.) I started crying right after I took this photo of one of my best friend's getting married. I got called "a big softie" and a big hug because of it.
70.) This is me when I was 23.
71.) What the hell happened? I used to be cute.
72.) This is the most recent photo of me.
73.) I haven't rebooted my computer in 17 days. Holy crap.
74.) One of my favourite painters is Vincent Van Gogh.
75.) I've seriously contemplated having "Starry Night" tattooed on my left shoulder, and "Starry Night Over the Rhone" on my right as "cap sleeves".
76.) My Tattoo Artist, Andrea, is salivating at the thought of doing such a complicated piece.
77.) I think I will finish my back before I fill out any other areas of my body first, though.
78.) I don't give a fuck what people will think when I'm 80 and have saggy tattoos. At least I can say "I did it" instead of "I always wanted to do that".
79.) The next tattoo I get is the word "Hope" on the top of the line of kanji going down my spine, So that it says "Hope, Love, Dreams, Music, Friendship". There's something about having Six symbols saying five words that really appeal to me. I also like the notion of having five words up there.
80.) It's been almost 2 years since I've gotten a real tattoo. (touch-up's don't count.)
81.) If I ever get married, I am not going to be afraid that my tattoos will show when I wear a wedding dress. They are an integral part of me.
82.) I google almost EVERYTHING that I don't know the answer to.
83.) Erik is coming back to vancouver in less than two weeks, and I'm totally excited.
84.) My Cell phone has "We Belong Together" as the ringer, and "Jungle Boogie" as my Text messaging notice. I have kept them the same since I got my phone because I like them so much.
85.) I have 5 instant messaging programs.
86.) God, wasn't that a bloody boring point?
87.) When I smoke a joint, I get super introspective, very paranoid, and eat a lot of chocolate with a bottle of coca cola.
88.) I like waking up to the local New Country Music Radio station.
89.) I often find myself waking up humming whatever is on the radio.
90.) I also like waking up to the local hip hop station. It's all about variety, baby.
Monday, September 25, 2006
best term for masturbation EVAR!
"The Palm before the Storm".
I'm still giggling, almost 5 minutes after it was mentioned.
Do you guys n' gals think you've got anything to top that one? Hit me with your best shot.
Right on my tits. Just don't get any in my hair, mmkay?
I'm still giggling, almost 5 minutes after it was mentioned.
Do you guys n' gals think you've got anything to top that one? Hit me with your best shot.
Right on my tits. Just don't get any in my hair, mmkay?
Sunday, September 24, 2006
What Crappy Christmas Present Am I?
| You Are Socks! |
 Cozy and warm... but easily lost. You make a good puppet. |
Funny considering I LOVE getting socks as a staple Christmas present.
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