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So it would seem on

So it would seem on Saturday evening, AC is going to facilitate the taking of my Red Lobster virginity....

Sam Phillips is dead. Fucking

Sam Phillips is dead.

Fucking blogger seems to have its head planted firmly up it's arse. Most annoying. I can't wait to switch to Movable Type (or maybe Type Pad)...all I know is - when I wanna blog, I wanna blog...there are enough things I want to do and can't - don't fucking take my blogging away you bastards.

And now some stoner bitching....

Looking around on Monster.com again today. Lots of ads say:

"equal opportunity workplace - drug free environment"

Doesn't seem very equal opportunity to me! We don't care what colour, race, gender you are, but if you pee in a cup and we find out you like to rock the gange once in a while - NO JOB FOR YOU. Okay - I realise there are bigger badder drugs out there that might be a cause for concern*, but no matter - you smoke a joint at a party a week before your interview you're just as screwed as the guy who just shot heroin in the bathroom while waiting to meet the interviewer. If I were to take a drug test right now, I would most certainly pass, I haven't smoked in some time, but if you know me you also know I'm one of the biggest fucking stoners (non-practising, for the most part, for the past few years) on the planet - so I can't help but get a little resentful about drug testing.

*For example - I met this guy at Carols one night, he told me he was an unemployed software developer, I said "there are a lot of you guys out there, everyone's getting laid off" he replied "Oh no, I got fired, I have a coke addiction and completely fucked up my job"...although he got points for candour I didn't talk to him much longer...

Blogger still not working. FUCK YOU, BLOODY BUGGERY BLOGGER!!!!

I have exciting plans for the weekend - on Saturday I'm going with Hamster to see the tall ships...then on Sunday gonna go look at Bikes and Cars at the Roscoe Retrofest...hooray for pretty cars and bikes...Tonight I go see the B-52's...

Red Lobster reference du jour

Red Lobster reference du jour - this time from Rikki:

(woman has just proven to her mother and aunt through a lie detector test that in fact she did NOT steal her aunt's gold jewellery)

Rikki: "Well, looks like you two have a lot of making up to do here - you're gonna have to take her to Red Lobster for dinner or something"

Just to update the sleep

Just to update the sleep issue - am sleeping better, scary dreams have been replaced by dreams of a far more enjoyable variety...only problem now is I am far more inclined to stay in bed and try to go back to sleep and pick up where I left off...

I know you are all relieved to know this.

Greetings my beloved little chinchilla's.

Greetings my beloved little chinchilla's.

Just got back from a log walk, it's nice out today - hot, but not too hot. Got coffee, sat and read (nice, but would have been nicer without the back draft of patchouli stank coming off the 2 gents at the next table) mailed off an Ebay purchase, picked up the hardware to hang my mirror, took a few pictures...all in all a morning well spent.

This was amusing: Yesterday when I was filling out my application at Trader Joe's, I was seated in the back room with this other woman, who was also filling one out. She was (I felt) trying entirely too hard to be chatty and friendly with the TJ's staffers who were also back there, working...then she starts taking to me - bitching about the math portion of the application - "It's been years since I've done math, without a calculator, I don't even know what 9 times 7 is" I looked at her "63" I replied...this was *basic* math - addition, subtraction, multiplication, and a couple of questions where you had to figure out percentages - all very easy-squeasy....I felt a little smug. Then she starts going on about how she can't find a job, and how she's 40 and all anybody wants is 25 year olds with long legs and big boobs, giving me a VERY pointed look while saying this...I said nothing, what do you say to that? I mean, long legs? guilty as charged, and if I were 5 ft 2 yes, my rack would be gigantic, but on my frame the girls are pretty average, and well, I'm closer to 40 than 25 (ouch)...but anyway - was this necessary? I don't think so. She finished filling her application out, and with an extremely saccharine and insincere "Good Luck!" she left. I finished my application, and brought it up front, just as she was leaving, as she walked past she muttered bitterly: "Just as I thought - I'm too old". I can only assume she was asked the same questions about her application as I was, and none of the questions would have lead to this conclusion...Sad really, I'm bitter and jaded, certainly, but I hope to hell I'm never THAT woman!

Had a few refreshing beverages last night at Huettenbar on Lincoln. I like Huettenbar.

I fucking love Defective Yeti

I fucking love Defective Yeti

Drunk Driving 101: It is

Drunk Driving 101:

It is not prudent to emerge from a bar, visibly intoxicated, stagger down the street to your car, gun the engine, pull out, and then back up almost an entire block (at a speed that could be considered reckless at best), only to re-park your car in a spot right in front of the bar, hop out and go back in. Especially when there's a cop car sitting at the corner.

Filled out app. at Trader Joes..manager will look it over and call me.

AGAIN on Springer with the

AGAIN on Springer with the Red Lobster references!

"My man he treat me good - he buy my baby diapers, he pay my bills, he take me to Red Lobster...."

Is there a sponsorship deal I'm not aware of?

"Red Lobster! official chain restaurant of the Jerry Springer Show! Bring your sister-wife in for crabby Monday's and receive a special discount!"

Power nap struck earlier than

Power nap struck earlier than I thought...I know I was still awake at 8 - don't even remember lying down but suddenly it's 2 hours later...whoops.

Yesterday when I was snarking via email to AC (I know - why do I do it? Why hasn't he told me to stop being a psycho and fuck off? I have no idea - but I digress) and he fires back at me "feisty today?" - I denied that I was, but that wouldn't happen today...I'm feeling *quite* feisty today...not in a dangerous way mind you, more in a "don't sass me, just give me what I want - you'll be glad you did" sort of way.....So to that end I'm gonna tart myself up a bit and head over to Trader Joe's...

Somehow managed to get up

Somehow managed to get up at 6, even though I was awake till 4...

I see an unplanned power nap in my future...

This guy's photography is great. Some images not particularly work safe...