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December 31, 2007

Happy New Year!

Many blessings to you and yours in the coming year.

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Posted on 12/31/2007 5:37 PM Comments (2)

December 17, 2007

To Sum It Up

"Unfair though life may be, we must accept the cards fate has dealt us, and try to do the best we can." I don't think I need to further elaborate on this, do I? I would certainly hope not.

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Posted on 12/17/2007 4:12 PM Comments (1)

December 7, 2007

I went to Sonic and ordered a large Java Chiller with an espresso shot
(called a Sonic Boom. I know, I thought that was pretty cute, too) and
they gave it to me in a tall ass cup with a short ass straw. Seriously,
take a sip, then the straw drops down beneath the dome lid and then I
had to fish it out. Every. Damn. Time. So, yeah, today was one of those days.

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Posted on 12/07/2007 1:03 PM Comments (1)

December 4, 2007

Holy Crap! Did You See That?!

Is it just me or is this the one time of year where the common American citizen is given free license to behave like an ill-mannered child in a toy store? The only time of year I see grown ass adults acting like spoiled rotten kids in need of a thorough beating over a damn parking space, over some crap item that's almost out of stock (that will no doubt end up in the back of someone's closet or in the Donation Bin at some local charity before the week is out) or trying to rip off a store by claiming that what they picked up is in fact on sale at 50-75% off. Lies, violence, vicious insults, assaults with shopping carts, etc. Most of these done by women, no less, with their poor, sappy, broken husbands in tow wearing their purse. Now, don't get me wrong, I really enjoy this time of year (since having my kids) but I make a fucking point not to go shopping after the second week in December. Seriously, even if my husband were stupid and/or crazy there's no way in hell he could drag me out of the house and to any town on a weekend unless we were going to lunch and a movie and even that's asking a bit much considering the traffic. This is the one time of year when people forget about being kind and decent and start giving other drivers the finger and screaming obscenities out the window with young children in the cars around them. What the hell is it about this time of year that really brings out the worst in them? Now I've seen a lot of kindness and decency around here (Toys For Tots done by Marines, people getting an Angel off the tree in Wal Mart, various toy drives, etc.) but an .87 donation in the Salvation Army bucket does not give anyone the right to behave in an extremely uncivilized manner and I'm a damn heathen, I know uncivilized and even I don't behave like that.
So to everyone that must do their Christmas shopping at the last minute (financial situation, time constraints) please make the effort to be patient, let the over stressed grandmother behind you have that parking space and walk the few extra hundred yards to the door, smile and hold the door for someone, take your time getting to the register, bring a book in your purse/bag for those long lines at said register, do what you can not to be a dick because I happen to know that some people have no problem with injuring another shopper over the barest hint of a slight, real or imagined (I've seen it.) Stay safe, smile and thank whichever deity you pray to that this time of year only comes once in 12 whole freaking months.
Happy Holidays to people I knew back in the day and people who are complete strangers who somehow found their way to my page. Many blessings to you all.

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Posted on 12/04/2007 10:19 AM Comments (1)

December 3, 2007

Who Do I Gotta Hurt To Feel Better?

Have you ever heard someone say that they were so pissed they could spit nails? Right now, I'm so pissed I could take those nails and drive them right through someone's fucking eyes and take pleasure in their screams of agony. Why? Because I just spent a fucking hour and a half writing a post on my Xanga site and guess what happened? I went to save and post and when I did I got a blank screen with the words:

"Xanga is currently down for maintenance.

We will return shortly. Thanks!"

You know how when you write something and you work on it awhile and shit just comes together for you? You get into that groove that's so fucking smooth you feel as if you could write forever (or at least until the jittery caffeine high wears off) and what comes from your fingers is pure magic, it's bliss, it's truth and fiction and it swirls around in this delightfully brilliant vortex that can't be replicated no matter how hard you try and you know that it'll be another long while before you have a moment like that again. Kind of like that awesome night of mind blowing sex you had that was so perfect that you knew that God, in his pervy way, was smiling down on you and blessing you with orgasm after orgasm and although it was beyond great, beyond perfect you've never had a night like that since? Yeah, me neither, but I figure someone out there must be able to relate to that one.
Well, tonight I had a moment like that and it just so happened that fucking Xanga decided to pick that time, without notice it seems, to shut down for fucking maintenance. What the hell?! FUCK!!!! I can't get that back. I'll still try but I know I won't be able to bring it together like that again. At least not for that piece. What really irritates the piss out of me is that I paid for fucking Premium last night and this is the first thing Xanga does to me, loses my fucking brilliant post. *sigh!* Fucking suuuuuucks. So instead of having your minds blown by what I had written before you now had to sit through this little bitchfest and yes, it was little. You should see me when I forget the bottle of bleach in the shopping cart in the middle of the Wal Mart parking lot and then don't realize it until after I get home. Talk about a bitchfest. Hell, I could just about break my own knee caps with a hammer.
So, there you go. Thanks for sitting through this one with me and I apologize for wasting your time. I don't really mean that but tomorrow I might almost feel bad enough to kind of apologize. Maybe.

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Posted on 12/03/2007 8:27 PM Comments (2)