I am not PC- Politically Correct.
I say things like "deaffie" in reference to the deaf people I work with.
I also say Nig Nog sometimes.
I guess i'm a bad person.
I hate Juggalos.
I just have to share this... Kit sent it to me.
Please click on the link- it does swear once or twice so if that offends you, don't look.
http://forums.hipinion.com/viewtopic.php?t=221848&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0
Anyhoo. I know its sad that they lost their child, really, I feel sad about that. But I just don't understand these people.
What is the appeal?
Monday, June 16, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
What would I do without Paula?
I love my mom so freaking much.
Today she was helping me go through my closet and get rid of things I don't need/want/wear/never should have bought in the first place.
Just wanted to have a moment of silence for a few items....
The one. THE ONLY. Rainbow capey open front dress thing?
I know you're jealous.
Apparently these stripes brought out the fatty pants in me. Or so I heard.
*sigh*
Why is it so hard to let go? I wish I weren't so sentimental. There are a few items in my closet that I wasn't ready to let go of. I'm sure between my mom- Camille- and Kate, with severe convincing, these items will be gone soon.
Everyone come to our yard sale on Saturday... I have a feeling its going to be fun. Perhaps i'll bake cupcakes. Or maybe i'll set up a lemonade stand.
I feel like there are 100000 other things I could be doing instead of working right now.
Today she was helping me go through my closet and get rid of things I don't need/want/wear/never should have bought in the first place.
Just wanted to have a moment of silence for a few items....
The one. THE ONLY. Rainbow capey open front dress thing?
I know you're jealous.
Apparently these stripes brought out the fatty pants in me. Or so I heard.
*sigh*
Why is it so hard to let go? I wish I weren't so sentimental. There are a few items in my closet that I wasn't ready to let go of. I'm sure between my mom- Camille- and Kate, with severe convincing, these items will be gone soon.
Everyone come to our yard sale on Saturday... I have a feeling its going to be fun. Perhaps i'll bake cupcakes. Or maybe i'll set up a lemonade stand.
I feel like there are 100000 other things I could be doing instead of working right now.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Why do I have to say English? I live in America.
I went to the ghetto mall on my lunch break, and i'm so glad I did.
Chinese gourmet serves vegan/vegetarian dishes!! Thank you little Asian lady!!
"my rittle sistah is a vegan"
Also- Hot dog on a stick now serves VEGGIE DOGS on a stick! How freaking awesome is that.
People are catching on, and hopefully, eventually everywhere will have tasty treats for me :)
I just want to bake- so that I don't have to think about everything going on in my life.
I have a great life- i'm not complaining. Just a lot going on. So much that... things that used to upset me, just make me feel nothing inside now.
I'd rather sit home with Olivia that do the things I used to do.
People keep saying "wow, you're living at home again? isn't that a big adjustment?"
But no- its not. Right now,Today, there is no where else I'd rather be than under the same roof as my mother and father.
The comfort level is overwhelming.
Eventually, at some point- i'll leave again. Probably in the next month or two. But right now this is exactly what I need. I need to be with the people who love me deeply and unconditionally.
It's really really hard finding out who your real friends are. Realizing that you can't trust 90% of mankind. People you thought loved and cared about you disappear when you need them the most.
People are all about convenience these days. Hence McDonalds. Walmart. You don't think about all the fecal matter and weird hormones that comes in your hamburgers. You don't care that some hard working woman with 7 kids gets paid less&less to make the shit you buy every day- just so that you can buy it cheaper. It seems convenient because its just sitting there all pretty on the shelf with a discounted price tag just for us. Do we even think about where it comes from? How it got to the shelf its sitting on? No we don't care, because we want it now, and there it is. It is no concern of ours where the shit we buy comes from.
But it should be.
Your toys and clothes don't just pop out of thin air. Everything is mass produced. Manufactured by someone else we'll never meet.
It freaks me out sometimes. But I try not to think about it. Just like you do when you bite down on your chicken nuggets. Don't think about it. Chickens don't even have nuggets. They do however have eyeballs, feet, brains and guts just like we do.
I love learning. But the more I learn- the more decisions I have to make. Thats just a part of life apparently.
But i'm learning that there is so much GREY area. Not everything is black and white wrong and right. Sometimes there is more than one right choice.
You'll tell me to pray to know which choices to make.
I don't want to get too deep into this topic but just to skim the surface.. (and I'd appreciate no judgement from anyone on this) When I think about prayer- and how I used to pray when I was littler- not even little- I think I stopped praying when I was 16. I can remember vividly the last few times I prayed and I felt nothing. I felt like I was talking to myself. (I know, I know, faith without works is nothing, aka praying without believing it'll work is useless) But still today thats how I feel about prayer. I won't say I never pray because, occasionally I catch myself talking to.. myself. I figure thats just my way of praying,sort of like self-manifestation. I say out loud to myself the things which my heart desires. I talk to myself about the options that I have, the pros and cons of each choice I could make. I talk to myself about where the outcome of the choice I make will lead me- and whether it will lead me to have to make more difficult decisions.
I do not mock or ridicule people who pray. I think its a great thing to do. If it helps you and it makes you feel better then by all means DO IT.
For me- Praying the way I used to- just didn't feel effective or useful.
Don't hate- its just how I do it.
I don't know where I was going with that anyway.
Gettin my hair done tomorrow- pretty excited :) Hopefully Keelee can fix my bangs. You really do get what you pay for when it comes to haircuts.
I once paid 40 dollars and got a pretty decent cut.
The other day I paid 3 dollars and uhh.... well now I have crooked bangs, bless the soul of that little barber in training.
Kate this comic is for both you and I.
For you because geeks ask you to dance.
And for me because I seem to be a magnet for boys who probably only pretended to like me because it was convenient at the time.
Where the hell did I go wrong?
Chinese gourmet serves vegan/vegetarian dishes!! Thank you little Asian lady!!
"my rittle sistah is a vegan"
Also- Hot dog on a stick now serves VEGGIE DOGS on a stick! How freaking awesome is that.
People are catching on, and hopefully, eventually everywhere will have tasty treats for me :)
I just want to bake- so that I don't have to think about everything going on in my life.
I have a great life- i'm not complaining. Just a lot going on. So much that... things that used to upset me, just make me feel nothing inside now.
I'd rather sit home with Olivia that do the things I used to do.
People keep saying "wow, you're living at home again? isn't that a big adjustment?"
But no- its not. Right now,Today, there is no where else I'd rather be than under the same roof as my mother and father.
The comfort level is overwhelming.
Eventually, at some point- i'll leave again. Probably in the next month or two. But right now this is exactly what I need. I need to be with the people who love me deeply and unconditionally.
It's really really hard finding out who your real friends are. Realizing that you can't trust 90% of mankind. People you thought loved and cared about you disappear when you need them the most.
People are all about convenience these days. Hence McDonalds. Walmart. You don't think about all the fecal matter and weird hormones that comes in your hamburgers. You don't care that some hard working woman with 7 kids gets paid less&less to make the shit you buy every day- just so that you can buy it cheaper. It seems convenient because its just sitting there all pretty on the shelf with a discounted price tag just for us. Do we even think about where it comes from? How it got to the shelf its sitting on? No we don't care, because we want it now, and there it is. It is no concern of ours where the shit we buy comes from.
But it should be.
Your toys and clothes don't just pop out of thin air. Everything is mass produced. Manufactured by someone else we'll never meet.
It freaks me out sometimes. But I try not to think about it. Just like you do when you bite down on your chicken nuggets. Don't think about it. Chickens don't even have nuggets. They do however have eyeballs, feet, brains and guts just like we do.
I love learning. But the more I learn- the more decisions I have to make. Thats just a part of life apparently.
But i'm learning that there is so much GREY area. Not everything is black and white wrong and right. Sometimes there is more than one right choice.
You'll tell me to pray to know which choices to make.
I don't want to get too deep into this topic but just to skim the surface.. (and I'd appreciate no judgement from anyone on this) When I think about prayer- and how I used to pray when I was littler- not even little- I think I stopped praying when I was 16. I can remember vividly the last few times I prayed and I felt nothing. I felt like I was talking to myself. (I know, I know, faith without works is nothing, aka praying without believing it'll work is useless) But still today thats how I feel about prayer. I won't say I never pray because, occasionally I catch myself talking to.. myself. I figure thats just my way of praying,sort of like self-manifestation. I say out loud to myself the things which my heart desires. I talk to myself about the options that I have, the pros and cons of each choice I could make. I talk to myself about where the outcome of the choice I make will lead me- and whether it will lead me to have to make more difficult decisions.
I do not mock or ridicule people who pray. I think its a great thing to do. If it helps you and it makes you feel better then by all means DO IT.
For me- Praying the way I used to- just didn't feel effective or useful.
Don't hate- its just how I do it.
I don't know where I was going with that anyway.
Gettin my hair done tomorrow- pretty excited :) Hopefully Keelee can fix my bangs. You really do get what you pay for when it comes to haircuts.
I once paid 40 dollars and got a pretty decent cut.
The other day I paid 3 dollars and uhh.... well now I have crooked bangs, bless the soul of that little barber in training.
Kate this comic is for both you and I.
For you because geeks ask you to dance.
And for me because I seem to be a magnet for boys who probably only pretended to like me because it was convenient at the time.
Where the hell did I go wrong?
Sunday, June 8, 2008
shlop
There are muscles aching in my legs and arm and back and neck that I didn't even know existed.
Thank you sweet sweet family members for helping me move. Every time. Hah.
Thank you U of U copy center- for the boxes I stole.
Thank you Seth for helping me pack-and-load. And for the chili- which was amazing. There was corn and peppers in my poop today- but unlike the chili we made in the past, it did not come spraying out like fire from a dragons mouth :) <3
Thank you Mom for cleaning out that room upstairs. How do we accumulate so much crap? I can't believe how much shit I have.
Thank you Dad and Boy for being strong and willing to help.
Just-- thanks guys. And hey, I'm gonna do it again in a month or so- so hopefully you'll help me again :)
Pretty excited to be neighbors with Sarah (aka ray charles?) again. Not excited that i'm at work right now.
Aaaaand.......
Thank you sweet sweet family members for helping me move. Every time. Hah.
Thank you U of U copy center- for the boxes I stole.
Thank you Seth for helping me pack-and-load. And for the chili- which was amazing. There was corn and peppers in my poop today- but unlike the chili we made in the past, it did not come spraying out like fire from a dragons mouth :) <3
Thank you Mom for cleaning out that room upstairs. How do we accumulate so much crap? I can't believe how much shit I have.
Thank you Dad and Boy for being strong and willing to help.
Just-- thanks guys. And hey, I'm gonna do it again in a month or so- so hopefully you'll help me again :)
Pretty excited to be neighbors with Sarah (aka ray charles?) again. Not excited that i'm at work right now.
Aaaaand.......
Friday, June 6, 2008
Day 1
Moving sucks.
Living rent free does not suck.
I feel strange though. I'm back in the bedroom I grew up in. Not even the cool room downstairs- but the room I had bunkbeds in man! Right across the hall from Ma and Pa.
I moved the kitties today- they were super pissed off about it. I'm sure they're still sitting right on top of each other crammed in a corner facing the wall. Why do they do that? Come on cats, just because you're scared doesn't mean you need to get all weird and tense and sit on each other and cram yourselves in small spaces!! I give you fancy feast babies!!!
We'll see how that goes- I'll give you a Kitty Happiness Update.
Hey- Boy- I'm proud of you :)
Aaaand Camille and I looking Fly- as per usual ;) (other than our feet)
Kate won't like this but uhh we were struggling to capture an open-eyed photo. This might be the best we got :) Hopefully we'll take more tonight.
I can't wait to ride my bike to work. It'll be hot and sweaty and awesome.
p.s. The Russian hugged me.
Living rent free does not suck.
I feel strange though. I'm back in the bedroom I grew up in. Not even the cool room downstairs- but the room I had bunkbeds in man! Right across the hall from Ma and Pa.
I moved the kitties today- they were super pissed off about it. I'm sure they're still sitting right on top of each other crammed in a corner facing the wall. Why do they do that? Come on cats, just because you're scared doesn't mean you need to get all weird and tense and sit on each other and cram yourselves in small spaces!! I give you fancy feast babies!!!
We'll see how that goes- I'll give you a Kitty Happiness Update.
Hey- Boy- I'm proud of you :)
Aaaand Camille and I looking Fly- as per usual ;) (other than our feet)
Kate won't like this but uhh we were struggling to capture an open-eyed photo. This might be the best we got :) Hopefully we'll take more tonight.
I can't wait to ride my bike to work. It'll be hot and sweaty and awesome.
p.s. The Russian hugged me.
Monday, June 2, 2008
bloggity blog.
I wish I knew sign language.
Like now.
I got a wisdom tooth growing in one one side, and a cracked tooth on the other. Chewing pleasure has decreased rapidly.
Had a BBQ last night at moms. Good times.
Camille and I took close up pictures of our feet and it was probably the most funny thing i've ever seen. It's also rather embarrassing. I have really ugly feet. I tried to pretty them up with a tattoo but... ain't nothin gettin rid of that curly toe.
And after we photographed Dads feet- we knew where we got it from.
Kate will be here this weekend, YAY!
KC, the fabulous, one and only Boy, is graduating from hike school. SO proud of him. He is so freaking smart. Seriously- he has more smarts than all of my family combined. A couple weeks ago we were eating dinner outside, and we were talking about trees and he said something like, "Oh yeah that's just Treeothorposwervism" Like he knew this huge word and he knew when to use it. I was impressed haha. He Is one of the best kids I know. Most kids these days are corrupt and evil and mean, i've noticed. But KC is such a good guy. He loves his Mother so much. He plays the piano. He plays tennis. He reads books- I think for fun. He enjoys good music :) He even hugged me in front of his punk ass friends! He is just... a real stud and I cant even express how much I love him and look up to him. I wish I were as cool as he is. Anyway, he is graduating so we'll be celebrating allllll weekend. Party on wayne.
Meow.
Oh and some random photos I thought i'd share....
This is funny- On many different levels. I have NO problems with eating organic, I just don't care enough to ONLY eat organic. So what it doesn't have pesticides? Is it worth the extra money to me? Haven't I been eating bugs all my life? I guess I see both sides of it because a)I think its great to eat healthy, and not put anything harmful into your body, in fact one of the reasons I don't eat meat is because of all the shit they pump into the cows, all the hormones are NOT good for us, plus all the fecal matter.... buuuut.... b)A little bit of insect/hormone ain't gonna kill you is it? This is a fairly new concept and it seems that the people who lived-died before organic foods existed were just fine.... But just as I typed out those words- I had a realization- people in the olden days didn't use any other products, other than good old manure right? Anyway- organic or not- I don't really care.
*siiiigh* Olivia loves :)
Uhhh I love Elty.
So today, for like the first time ever, I closed the door today while I took a dump, and when I finally finished and opened the door... this is what I found :)
This is what my room looks like right now. Just kill me please.
Like now.
I got a wisdom tooth growing in one one side, and a cracked tooth on the other. Chewing pleasure has decreased rapidly.
Had a BBQ last night at moms. Good times.
Camille and I took close up pictures of our feet and it was probably the most funny thing i've ever seen. It's also rather embarrassing. I have really ugly feet. I tried to pretty them up with a tattoo but... ain't nothin gettin rid of that curly toe.
And after we photographed Dads feet- we knew where we got it from.
Kate will be here this weekend, YAY!
KC, the fabulous, one and only Boy, is graduating from hike school. SO proud of him. He is so freaking smart. Seriously- he has more smarts than all of my family combined. A couple weeks ago we were eating dinner outside, and we were talking about trees and he said something like, "Oh yeah that's just Treeothorposwervism" Like he knew this huge word and he knew when to use it. I was impressed haha. He Is one of the best kids I know. Most kids these days are corrupt and evil and mean, i've noticed. But KC is such a good guy. He loves his Mother so much. He plays the piano. He plays tennis. He reads books- I think for fun. He enjoys good music :) He even hugged me in front of his punk ass friends! He is just... a real stud and I cant even express how much I love him and look up to him. I wish I were as cool as he is. Anyway, he is graduating so we'll be celebrating allllll weekend. Party on wayne.
Meow.
Oh and some random photos I thought i'd share....
This is funny- On many different levels. I have NO problems with eating organic, I just don't care enough to ONLY eat organic. So what it doesn't have pesticides? Is it worth the extra money to me? Haven't I been eating bugs all my life? I guess I see both sides of it because a)I think its great to eat healthy, and not put anything harmful into your body, in fact one of the reasons I don't eat meat is because of all the shit they pump into the cows, all the hormones are NOT good for us, plus all the fecal matter.... buuuut.... b)A little bit of insect/hormone ain't gonna kill you is it? This is a fairly new concept and it seems that the people who lived-died before organic foods existed were just fine.... But just as I typed out those words- I had a realization- people in the olden days didn't use any other products, other than good old manure right? Anyway- organic or not- I don't really care.
*siiiigh* Olivia loves :)
Uhhh I love Elty.
So today, for like the first time ever, I closed the door today while I took a dump, and when I finally finished and opened the door... this is what I found :)
This is what my room looks like right now. Just kill me please.
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