Blech

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.

Blech

May pretty much sucked. Had way too much going on and now here it is, June, and I'm exhausted.

WILL be going back to the gym.

WILL be posting more than once a month.

WILL be getting more sleep (I hope).

Take care all, and more later this week.


P.S.: Sadie is doing fine!

It's 1:47 And I Still Can't Sleep

I blame the Benadryl. It always makes me have insomnia. Well, more so than I normally do. Think I'm gonna go catch this week's episode of Medium on the DVR.

Until we meet again...snippets!

• For some reason, when I get pedis, the first toe to jump ship (aka, lose its polish) is the Navigator Toe. You know, the one next to the Big Toe, or Captain of the Toes. Yes, I think about these things quite a bit. Stop staring.
• I'm not afraid of the Big Bad Wolf. I'm afraid that the Big Bad Cat will get in my backyard again, and that Nico will have scratches on his face and paw similar to those received on Sunday afternoon.
• My mage is 67. Three levels to go, baby!
• I've had Lottery Fantasies several times in the past ten days. They are taking over my sex fantasies. In fact, my sex fantasies involve money, which is downright disturbing. Even more disturbing? It's WoW money. And I'm hooking to buy better gear. Guess it's time someone took a vacation???
• I can't stop looking at Sadie's incision.
• I have an unwritten agreement with my parents that, should I go into a coma, any weird facial hair will be removed regardless of my state of mind. I just couldn't stand it.
• I'm beginning to think it's time for a Freaky Friday and that Nico needs to go into the office for me for a few days so I can lie about on my chunky ass and sleep.
  
• Who else is counting the days until the SATC movie comes out?
• Why do they tie the little chickens' legs together when they rotisserie them? I always found that quite disturbing to cut apart.
• Even as geeky as I have become, I still can't get past the random Chuck Norris and Murloc jokes in Trade Chat. Who ARE these people??? And why have I decided to join them?
• Everyone wants to be remembered for some reason when they pass. Great mother, good provider, gave money to the homeless. I think I will be remembered for being a chicken.
• It's odd the things I think about when it's past midnight.
• Why are most soaps square? They end up round when you use them, or they at least have rounded edges. Why not go one step further and make them circular? It's their destination in life, and they are soaps for fuck's sake! Let's cut them some slack. I know they're already feeling pressure about not ending up a shower gel anyway.
• I need to get back to my trainer. My Food Baby has become a little too comfortable with his lot in life again.
• I have decided to bring back the Members' Only jackets. Email me if you wanna hop on board. I still have plenty left.
• These are the posts I often want to delete in the morning. Five bucks to the first person who comments, so I'll feel guilty and leave this shit up.

I Am Chicken, Queen Of The Idiots

Her highness has entered the blogosphere, all please rise.

Okay, so I've been blowing and going like there is no tomorrow, and my big project is finally done, and I'm trying to catch up but meetings have sucked a lot of time out of my schedule and I end up working until late at night, or leveling Tinychicken, or both, and so I'm all funky proud of my ass for starting to get the things I've neglected back in order, until I get home from the grocery store and decide the mini rose arrangement I have on my table has to go, so I dump the flowers in the trash and the water looks like ickness, then I think to myself, how clever, just dump it down the disposal, right?, only in my hurry to rid myself of the ickness that was the roses' home for two weeks, I pour the water down the drain and hear a clatter.

I forgot that the greenness of the water was due not to ickness, but largely to the nest of small, colored stones sitting in the bottom of the vase.

Great. So I call my dad and ask him how easy it is to get to the disposal, and after the "Well, maybe you might learn something from this" remark (what, Dad? not to dump small, round glass objects down the disposal? why haven't you told me this before now?), he's all set to come up this evening and help me out. I love my dad, he is awesome that way. I just know there will be at least ten minutes of him asking me why I did this.

Because I don't think you have anything better to do than help me dig rocks out of the disposal, Dad. That's why. Oh, yeah, and I wanted an excuse not to go to the gym.

If I get any smarter, I may just have to run for President.

Friday's Post

When it comes to life, or love, or what we should wear that day...

We either will or we won't, and you know, it isn't the end of the world if we don't. It never was.


I'm quoting myself from an email. But it bears repeating. Sometimes the Chicken knows of what she speaks.

Because I Am Tired...Or, Why My Ass Now Has Its Own Zip Code

Copying Tornwordo again, because I've been working too many long hours and feel slightly sick from the mini quiches I just ate to really do much more than this...

Things I Don't Like:

• Stupid people
• Bad drivers
• A lack of manners
• People who abuse animals (well, them I HATE)
• Jerks in trade chat who try to make people feel stupid for asking sometimes legitimate questions (no one starts out as a 70, you asshats)
• Narrow-minded people
• Reality TV
  
• Labels
• That I really, really do like to smoke
  
• Not having enough Magic Shell for my ice cream

Things I Like:

• Animals of all kinds, but especially dogs
• Watching the babies sleep
• Kosher dill spears
• The fact that most of the people in my circle don't even use my real name anymore
• Everything about my boyfriend
• Cigarettes
• Vodka
  

Sunday, Sunday...Can't Trust That Day

I'm tired of questing alone. For the moment. And the bottle of Tito's was calling, so I felt like being slightly tipsy on a Sunday afternoon and watching stupid shows on E! would be more fun.

Besides, the BF left me all alone in Zangarmarsh with two group quests unfinished to do heroic SH on his main.

So I'm off to lie on the floor with the babies and watch really fucked up people get married (the hunting-themed wedding almost made me vomit) while he kills whatever the hell is in SH.

I forget. It's been a while since I've been there. I'm looking for benevolent 70s to take on Tinychicken but none seem to be available (er, willing) at the moment.


Sigh. I remember the Sunday Blues from being a child. I wish the weekend would stretch itself out for a few more days...

Bok!

• I'm hungry but I'm also a fat cow who has missed workouts for a few days and I meet my trainer this evening so I'm worried about what to eat - I hope I don't get weighed today
• It took several (death) runs through BRD to try and get me to 58 so I can go to OL, but that didn't quite get me there so we ran around BS and just killed shit
• I know the above snippet makes absolutely no sense at all to you non-WoW people
• Stupid people irritate the fuck outta me
• Yay, I'm going to see George Michael in concert in July
• I took a test and I'm 50% gay - I didn't think it worked that way
• At the end of the test, it told me I was a "grooving hetero chick," which made no sense at all given the score it just gave me
• I'm also going to ACL this fall and to see the Police (Elvis Costello is opening!)
• The BF is letting me take his gaming laptop on business trips so I don't have to buy one - yay! (he really is the best)
  
• Eggs and bacon are sounding really, really good right now
• There's a new Express opening up in a couple months at the new outdoor mall just down the road...good thing I'm too much of a chunkster to purchase anything
• It's a beautiful day - too bad I'm not financially independent and could spend the day outside instead of staring at a P&L spreadsheet until my eyes cross
• That's it...I'm going to go get some breakfast and leaving you with this...a silly shot of me from Sunday