Thursday, June 30, 2005
Guess what I got? Yes, those two puppies! I'm excited.
On my way home from work I saw the bigger one roaming aimlessly. So I pulled into my drive way and called for her and she came tail wagging and happy as ever.
Then I take her for a walk and I see the smaller one at the neighbor's. Turns out they're giving him away. So they both followed me home. YAY!
But I miss Max. He ran away about three day's ago. I called around looking for him, but had no luck. :'( I hope he's okay.
These two little one's don't have names. Help me out! Any ideas?? They don't have to be matching either. Like Jack and Jill stuff.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Audioslave "Just Be Yourself"
Monday, June 27, 2005
And These Are My Obsessions
Lately, I've been noticing the things I do obessesively. Help me!
- I wash my hands repeatedly. Like ALL day. It's retarded.
-I clean my ears with q-tips (well, yeah) constantly. Not because I think my ears are dirty, just because it feels good. Especially if you have an itch. Quit laughing at me, you bastards.
-I check my email on my cell phone every damn hour to see I've gotten any new comments on my blog. Can I get more lame? Yes, yes I can. I did it last night while we were doing the after party thing.
-Sitting on my legs when I'm in front of a computer and then they fall asleep and it hurts. Alot.
-Earrings. I can't stop buying them. I only used to wear hoops. Now I want all these cute girly dangly ones for the summer. Boo girly!
-Flip-flops. Yeah, Katie, I said flip-flops. I used to think they were thee querest thing you could wear. Especially if you're a guy. Well, no offense but if you're a guy and you wear flip-flops, you look like a douchebag! Anyway, I own like 10 pairs now. ME! I own ten fucking pairs of flip-flops? What the hell is this world coming to?
-Wanting to hear Mariah Carey's new song "We Belong Together." Welcome back, Mariah. Just don't start dressing like a slut again or doing hooks, and keep using your voice for what it was made for and you may once again be my hero.
-I'm also obessed with reading your fucking blogs. You guys take hours out of my day's. Well five day's a week. All of you that are linked and there's a couple more. What the hell have you guys done to me? Seriously. It's freaking me out. Quit posting.
As for the comments in my last post, all very interesting views and points.
Bill, I did love and laugh at your drunkard comment. You should have called me, you douche.
Jay, I got nothing but love for you, but quit being mad already. And I'm not on no high-horse, there's nothing wrong with me being proud of my independence.
I say you all appaud Phelps for his comment. For those that missed it, he said, "I'm never going to get a prenup. If I get married and my wife starts talking about divorce, I'm just going to say, "we both vowed til death do us part...
"LOCK AND LOAD, BITCH!"
You have to be able to appreciate that, no matter who you are.
And Boko, thanks again SO much for the wonderful master piece. You guys should know he did this piece too. It's the best. And again, if you haven't went to his blog, you're missing out on some great metaphoric art and get your ass over there before I hurt you.
Anyhow, it's fifteen 'til six and the sun is coming up. I got a few hours 'til bed time so I'm gonna have some coffee and check the work my trainee did tonight. Ciao.
Thanks to the fabulous and nicest guy with mad computer skill (geek), D'Jork, my post looks kickass! He took time out of his precious day to help me out, Blogger still pwned. I can't believe I just said that) me, but he fixed it. Thanks, Mr. D'Jork, I will get one of my friends to put out as promised. Much love! (P.S. It's not really Blogger, it's my proxy server whatever you call it) But it's way more fun yelling at this bitch.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Prenup My Ass
While we were in Vegas waiting to watch the video of my brother's wedding my cousin said something about my brother and his new bride having signed a Prenuptial Agreement. I knew he was lying but, I still went off on a little tangent on my feelings about prenups.
I came across someone elses site/blog type thing and she was talking about prenups. I "stole" what she said because she basically covered the pros and cons. And here they are...
Having a Prenuptial Agreement is basically saying that you have no faith that the relationship is going to last, and you’re planning it’s demise before it even really starts
Agreeing to sign one is a good way to show him/her that you’re really not in it for the money. You agree to sign it as a way of saying "I love you for YOU, not for your money."
Well, I fall into the thoughts and feelings of the first one. Yes, I know that we cannot foresee the future and it could happen. But if you're going to TRY to foresee it, why are you foreseeing the bad that can happen vs. the good?
And if signing one is a way of showing your bride/groom to be that you love them for them then I think there's something missing to begin with. Shouldn't you be getting married because you love them for them in the first place? And because they love you, shouldn't they know that?
I also think prenups are just another form of greed. As if this world doesn't have enough greed to go around. It always somehow has to be about the money and materials.
Hell, if there ever is a divorce in my life, which I do not (as any) intend, I don't want anything. Just so long as I'm not out on the streets. Just like when I left my son's dad. I don't want child support, I don't want shit. I just want him to be a father. I've contemplated the child support, but then I think, "what for?" I don't need his money. I can support my son and myself. And when it comes to my son, I'll work two jobs if I had to.
Anyhow, if and when the day ever comes that I get married, I truly hope that my husband to be doesn't even THINK about a prenup. Because there won't be a wedding. I'll make things easy for him right then and he'll know that he doesn't have to worry about whatever possessions it is that are so important to him.
I don't take the word love lightly. And if you really love someone and want to spend the rest of your life with them, I would think that would supercede any greed.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
I think I may have found a way around my posting issues. The bad thing is I can't use html this way. It won't take it. And I have to have a picture to post with it. Boo. But IF this works, at least I'll be able to post.
The picture for this post was done by the ever so talented Boko!
Anyhow, this post is a test.
Sunday, June 19, 2005
I'm obviously back from Vegas, yet AGAIN. I never wanna go back. It was great, but I'm spent on "Sin City".
I'll do a "real" post soon. So long as this damn computer lets me.
P.S. Some crybaby left me a whiny comment. I can't find it in the posts, I know they 'wished they'd never see me again,' I was just wondering what post it was on. So crybaby, if you're here, where did you post that?
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Something For The Ladies
Woman: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore.
Man: Is this seat empty?
Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.
Man: Your place or mine?
Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.
Man: So, what do you do for a living?
Woman: I`m a female impersonator.
Man: Hey baby, what's your sign?
Woman: Do not enter.
Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Man: Your body is like a temple.
Woman: Sorry, there are no services today.
Man: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Woman: But would you stay there?
Man: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
Woman: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing .
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Judge Me All You Want, Just Keep The Verdict To Yourself
Anyhow, the point I'm getting at is you don't have to like the piercings, that's YOUR opinion. But just because you don't like something, don't judge it. I don't see why I shouldn't be able to have the piercing's visible. I know my job and I'm still courteous with those I have to deal with. If someone doesn't want to deal with me because I have a piercing I think that person has personal issues. I could care less if I was on trial for something and the judge had three eyes, so long as he knows what he's doing.
There's many styles I don't like, but I know it doesn't mean the people with these style preferences are idiots. An idiot is an idiot, because THEY are an idiot. Not because of the clothes they wear or the music they listen to, etc. Which also brings me to music. Don't automatically assume that because I have piercings I listen to rock. I mean, I do, but don't assume that. Don't assume some guy that wears P. Diddy's gear listens to only rap. There are different types of music because music to your ears, may not be to mine. Don't get me wrong, I will make fun of you for listening to 50 Cent, but I won't stop being your friend because of it.
I guess I'm just not sure why people are so quick to judge. I have friends and family off all natures. Like night and day. Just because one wants to wear his pants under his ass, doesn't mean he's an idiot, it's just what he likes. I personally don't see what's attractive about it, but it doesn't mean the next person won't. I guess I'm just not one to judge a book by its cover. Yes, I've been faulty of doing it before, but I was in highschool and well, enough said. But as an adult, why judge? I would think most adults have met enough people in their lives to know that judging someone based on appearance is ludicrous. But it's adults that I find to be more judgemental than most. Or at least tied with teenagers.
As a role model for my son, I refuse to raise him with any kind of prejudice. I don't want him to be a judgemental and/or prejudice person, to include racism. I want him to know that if he has a bad experience with a white person, black person, asian person, etc., it's because he had a bad experience with a bad person. And I want him to know that it was THAT person, not that person's ethnicity or tattoo's they had. I want him to know that tattoo's and piercings don't mean someone that someone doesn't believe in God or that they're a trouble maker. That someone who dresses baggy isn't necessarily from a gang.
Anyhow, this topic is neverending and I jumped around all over the place with it. My point, I have gotten four tattoo's (three to show for), my tongue and lip pierced. I am a single parent of a gorgeous, very smart son, a great career that's only getting better, and have many people that love me. If my tattoo's and piercing's are too much for you to handle, you need to rethink things. Close your eyes and "see" who I am; You won't be disappointed. I personally haven't been judged because of my tattoo's or piercing's, but I know many who have.
"One day our descendants will think it incredible that we paid so much attention to things like the amount of melanin in our skin or the shape of our eyes or our gender instead of the unique identities of each of us as complex human beings." ~Franklin Thomas
Love, Peace and Water
Adrian T. was talking about spearfishing over at his blog and it reminded me of something I stumbled upon on the net a while back. Poseidon Resorts! Here's some of what it is,
"Currently in the final design stages, Poseidon will be the world's first sea floor resort complex. The resort will be a unique, intimate and exclusive, five-star destination providing the highest possible levels of luxury and service. Poseidon's guests will experience a marvelous ambiance of comfort and camaraderie that will not soon be forgotten.
For those who have dreamt of visiting their imagination's wildest destinations; traveling to the moon, reaching the summit of the most forbidden peaks or exploring the mysteries of the ocean depths, Poseidon will be a reality you will truly appreciate."
Strange enough I've not been one to dream big on traveling the world. I mean, hey, if the opportunity knocks on my door, it's a done deal, if not, I'll still be alright. But when I first saw this, I immediately thought, "I have to go there." It's now the first thing on my dream-places-to-visit-list.
I'm not one to talk about sex and anyone that knows me knows that. But the first thing I thought when I saw this place was how much of an unreal, never to be forgotten experience it'd be to be with your partner there. Yeah, I'm so going there before I die.