Happy Bday to MKD. You're officially OLD now. I'm older, though, so that should give you some comfort.
My dogs are beckoning me from the other room...they can be quieted with "get under" so they will go under the covers. Funny how they need my permission to get in bed but require no permission to piss wherever they want.
My house was professionally cleaned by two women I now love. It was worth every penny.
My insomnia has come to a halt. I now sleep five hours a night, easily.
I'm still smoking like a weenie roast, though. Working on that.
I am officially in love with the Tuscan Bean Salad I bought at Costco Wednesday night. Barley is so underrated.
Sorta bored with WoW right now. Once you hit the top, what else is there? Well, there are higher level instance runs and I'm not getting them. Tiny is pissed!
I need: a pedicure, my nails done, a mini me to sub in for me at work, a vacation, more time in the day, this one zit to go away, a miracle, and new shoes.
Nighty all. Hey, at least I posted.
Showing posts with label General Bitchiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label General Bitchiness. Show all posts
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
I'm Officially Fried Chicken
Disclaimer: This post will make absolutely no sense. I'm a vegetable. Asparagus. Yeah, you don't like it that your pee smells funny, but I taste good and I'm long and lean. Eat me.
Updates
Workouts: Well that trainer that has been subbing for my regular one has some kind of anti-poultry thing. Or else she's a sadist. Or both. She told me after killer legs/abs workout tonight, "30 minutes on the treadmill." (Yay, easy stuff!) "Running."
Fuck that shit, I walked fast. Most of the time.
Budgets: I curse the American economy and the plight of the USD. My most-nights prayers have started to include interest rates and worry over the fact that by the end of 2008, some 28 million Americans will be using food stamps. I'm hungry for some bacon and eggs, by the way.
WoW: Of course you know there wouldn't be a few days (ahem, hours) go by that I wouldn't mention my progress on my mage. I leveled to 60 in 4 hours and got my fast mount. I also ran a rather ridiculous quest to get pig polymorphing but the thing is buggy, and I had to file a ticket. Who knows if I'll get the pigginess? I can't repeat the quest and now I'm pissed. Still, it was cool seeing all those dead sheep. God, I need some sleep!
Makeup/Skincare/My Other Obsession: Let's not mention there are three pairs of shoes still sitting in their boxes in the trunk of my car (I'm helping the economy, give me a break!). Now I've signed up to do some "market research" (i.e., I'm going to Barney's for their summer thingie and get my makeup done). There is a $105 serum I simply must have. I'm using food stamps. (Okay, SO not funny. VERY bad Chicken.)
Worry: Should I leave that food stamps joke in here? Will I end up on food stamps for doing so? Is that how karma works? Now I'll never be able to go to fucking sleep!
Profession: I have decided that in my next career move, I will go into the liquor business. No matter how bad the economy is, people still drink. In fact, because it's in the crapper, they are drinking more. No, this isn't some scientific statistical bullshit, it's my observation. Pour me a cocktail, honey...
Insomnia: It sucks. I can't get to sleep. I don't want to play WoW, I'm too tired to do crunches (but I really need to). I can't figure out how I ended up scoring 50% gay. I'm bothered by the fact I'm half-anything. Who wants to be 50 percent? It's all or nothing, babies! Half is for the birds.
Well, hell. I'm a chicken. That explains it.
Updates
Workouts: Well that trainer that has been subbing for my regular one has some kind of anti-poultry thing. Or else she's a sadist. Or both. She told me after killer legs/abs workout tonight, "30 minutes on the treadmill." (Yay, easy stuff!) "Running."
Fuck that shit, I walked fast. Most of the time.
Budgets: I curse the American economy and the plight of the USD. My most-nights prayers have started to include interest rates and worry over the fact that by the end of 2008, some 28 million Americans will be using food stamps. I'm hungry for some bacon and eggs, by the way.
WoW: Of course you know there wouldn't be a few days (ahem, hours) go by that I wouldn't mention my progress on my mage. I leveled to 60 in 4 hours and got my fast mount. I also ran a rather ridiculous quest to get pig polymorphing but the thing is buggy, and I had to file a ticket. Who knows if I'll get the pigginess? I can't repeat the quest and now I'm pissed. Still, it was cool seeing all those dead sheep. God, I need some sleep!
Makeup/Skincare/My Other Obsession: Let's not mention there are three pairs of shoes still sitting in their boxes in the trunk of my car (I'm helping the economy, give me a break!). Now I've signed up to do some "market research" (i.e., I'm going to Barney's for their summer thingie and get my makeup done). There is a $105 serum I simply must have. I'm using food stamps. (Okay, SO not funny. VERY bad Chicken.)
Worry: Should I leave that food stamps joke in here? Will I end up on food stamps for doing so? Is that how karma works? Now I'll never be able to go to fucking sleep!
Profession: I have decided that in my next career move, I will go into the liquor business. No matter how bad the economy is, people still drink. In fact, because it's in the crapper, they are drinking more. No, this isn't some scientific statistical bullshit, it's my observation. Pour me a cocktail, honey...
Insomnia: It sucks. I can't get to sleep. I don't want to play WoW, I'm too tired to do crunches (but I really need to). I can't figure out how I ended up scoring 50% gay. I'm bothered by the fact I'm half-anything. Who wants to be 50 percent? It's all or nothing, babies! Half is for the birds.
Well, hell. I'm a chicken. That explains it.
Labels:
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General Bitchiness,
Me Me Me
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Current Things Pissing Me Off

* I had an alarm system installed, mainly to make sure no one breaks in and hurts the babies while I am out of the house. Sadie cannot stand the beeping sound it makes when I enable it, so now she's taken to hiding in corners.
* If my Food Baby insists upon staying, why won't he contribute to the mortgage and utilities?
* I can't seem to get un-tired from the time change. Exercise is NOT helping, so don't suggest that or I'll peck your eyes out.
* I really want to shop more but I've shopped so much lately, there is nothing I need. And nothing I really want - not that I have room for. I guess I'll go shopping for the SPCA again.
* Why can't they make a calorie-free vodka? We put men on the moon, for fuck's sake!
* My idea of Employee Appreciation Day got out-voted. No one wants to go to Six Flags. Sigh.
* My mage isn't 70 yet.
* I have to meet my trainer tonight. And I feel like an Oompah Loompah.
* Why can't I get paid to play WoW all day? Isn't there a job like that somewhere? And I don't mean testing it, I mean just playing it.
* My stupid betta fish is boring and just sits in his bowl, staring. Had I known this is what they do, I would have bought a livelier fish.
* Did I mention the Food Baby?
Labels:
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General Bitchiness,
Me Me Me
Friday, March 14, 2008
Sadie Says...
"Shut the fuck up, I'm still asleep!"
I hate Daylight Savings Time. Hate it. It's not normal and what the hell good does it do anyway? And while we're at it, I think that little bitch is a bit lazy. No Word of the Day, Bitches this week or last. She's back in bed. I have to get up and get ready.
I believe I will just reject the whole DST thing. It's not 7:14 a.m., it's 6:14 and I should still be asleep. That's it, I'm setting my clocks back. See you all in a couple of hours...
I hate Daylight Savings Time. Hate it. It's not normal and what the hell good does it do anyway? And while we're at it, I think that little bitch is a bit lazy. No Word of the Day, Bitches this week or last. She's back in bed. I have to get up and get ready.
I believe I will just reject the whole DST thing. It's not 7:14 a.m., it's 6:14 and I should still be asleep. That's it, I'm setting my clocks back. See you all in a couple of hours...
Labels:
General Bitchiness,
I'm Very Old Now,
Sadie Says
Monday, March 3, 2008
New York, New York
My favorite place to be - not exactly.
But I am off to NYC this afternoon for an overnight trip - training tomorrow, and when I'm done, 60% chance of rain that afternoon. Good luck finding a cab to the airport.
Think I will order a car service as soon as I arrive at the hotel. I don't think a rickshaw will quite do the trick this time.
But I am off to NYC this afternoon for an overnight trip - training tomorrow, and when I'm done, 60% chance of rain that afternoon. Good luck finding a cab to the airport.
Think I will order a car service as soon as I arrive at the hotel. I don't think a rickshaw will quite do the trick this time.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Monday Moanings
- It's 3 a.m. - do I know where my sleep is?
- For once, the dogs can sleep just fine
- Why can't I find a slide-in stove that I actually like for under $1,500?
- Already I have had: 2 glasses of Pepsi, 2 glasses of OJ and a half glass of ice water and I'm still fucking thirsty
- I could vomit from all that liquid
- I smoked inside the house (bad Chicken, bad, BAD)
- Bah, I have to go to NYC again
- The BF can't go because it's on a Monday/Tuesday
- The stress-eating I've been doing has made my size 8s rather, um, "snug"
- I don't want to shop for new clothes, I'd rather lose some fucking weight instead
- There is a small mountain of rocks in my backyard that I need to spread out
- I'm too tired to do it
- I never got an Easy Bake Oven when I was little and I think that has perpetuated some sort of free-floating anxiety that continues to exist, hence the need for an oven I can't really afford (well, I can, I just don't want to pay that much for one)
- I turn 40 in less than a month
- I have a zit
- Why can't biscuits and gravy be good for you?
- Starting on my second glass of water
- Will probably soon be throwing up from all these drinks
- Damned weekend went by too fast
- Couldn't wait for my roommate to move out and now the house seems rather empty and quiet
- Insomnia
- Did I mention the ever-increasing size of my Food Baby?
- Now I'll never be a teen model!
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