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The trash wasn't going to put up a fight and that is what the bear wanted. That cat was safe as... a... kitten. Bears are fast, but cats tend to have pretty damn good reaction times. I doubt that bear could have landed a paw.
I tried to cut my hair once while I was sitting on the toilet, thinking whatever fell off would go in the bowl...I sneezed....cut a huge chunk off the back and damn near inhaled every hair. Never again.
Ha! Did that once! Ended up having to shave me head! Got accused of being a bloody yank skinhead! I'm glad I quit drinking before I could do anything else as stupid.
If I had to wear one of those, I would have a strap-on underneath it. Eck. They ought to be banned entirely. Not the strap-on, the outfit.
Minor changes to profile.
21:19 Jan 26 2010 Times Read: 1,698
I made some small changes to my profile; changed the avatar. Removed some pics and added new ones. Not a lot though. I'm the same person who likes the same shit, so not much to change.
It's a good thing that I made the changes when I did, as my monitor is in 'blackout mode' again...
Cool...I think.
00:18 Jan 26 2010 Times Read: 1,705
Well, after stressing for over a week regarding an unempolyment check that hasn't arrived yet, and having no word on my job training, I finally got much needed info today after clarifying things...
I should be getting a check in a few days - back on schedule! - and the training I wanted is in fact open ended, ie no set schedule. (So - I don't have to try to play catch-up).
Yah!
Now, I have to wait for a call back from my counselor regarding the training plan...in a few days. Uuugghhh.
Well, two storm fronts have come through. It has finally stopped raining for a spell, but the sky is as dark as hell...it's only 2pm, yet it appears to be dusk.
And I think I spoke too soon...I hear thunder in the distance.
I just hope she didn't start crying on you, the one time I ended up watching her she did and it just able sickened me. I couldn't stand the smell of hairspray for ages ;)
I few years ago I was sitting around with my friends at like 3 AM. We just started channel surfing while winding down for the night. Suddenly my friend shouts, "Woah dude. Go back like three channels. I swear I just saw the Hammer on that religious channel!"
So, I flick back a few and sure enough, there is MC Hammer in a big purple suit talking about the wonders of God. That was pretty much the last thing I expected to stumble on that night...
*ponders making a big pussy joke then thinks better of it*
Bummer.
18:00 Jan 14 2010 Times Read: 1,890
I hate that I'm not able to make a donation to a charity to help the people in Haiti after that huge earthquake. When I had my old job, I use to always donate to charities whenever I could (like the Humane Society, the ASPCA, Habitat for Humanity, the Katrina disaster, etc). I'm hoping that once I re-train for a new profession - pharmacy tech - I'll be able to get back into the swing of things.
Oh yeah - and take care of myself and my kitties, of course!
I hear ya... I want to do something for Haiti, but I just checked my bank balance and I'm at -$31. Fuck... Negative balance. And I just donated a bunch of clothes last month so I don't even have THAT to give.
I am awakened at 5 am by the trash removal guys, who always seem to wait till they are JUST under my window to shout "THERE THE FUCKER IS!!" One of these days I am gonna shoot them in the ass with a blow gun. See how they like coming stark staring awake from right in the middle of a good dream.
Because thats the way they do it-a conspiracy, I believe. The Landscaping Commission-a band of bloody agitating terrorists. I am often awakened to the sound of mowers, blowers, weed-whackers, and people who speak strange languages shouting at the top of their lungs. Throwing shoes does no good.
...Unless that shoe is a 4-inch Manolo, which, with deadly aim, can pierce a brain...or at the very least, put out an eye.
Asshole customers.
21:05 Jan 11 2010 Times Read: 1,932
I just finished reading about an asshole customer in CarnelianMyst's journal, and it reminded me of all of the ones I use to have. The worse and wierdest were from my times as an art gallery assistant in Palo Alto, and as a manager of a jewelry store in the Haight Ashbury district, in San Francisco.
One incident that came to mind immediately was at the gallery. A woman came in with her daughter - the little girl was about 6 or 7 years old. I greeted them when they came in, and let them look around. I noticed that the little girl had a bag from the art store that was next door (the gallery was part of the art store - I worked in there too as a cashier)...anyway, this little girl pulls a watercolor set from her bag, opens it up, and proceeds to spit in the colors to get paint...then the lil' bitch starts painting a stand that held paintings and prints! (A good thing that they were all in sleeves)...
I immediately - in a nice way - asked the mom to stop her kid from defacing property...do you know that the bitch actually had the nerve to get upset? She actually said
"You are stiffling her creativity!" WTF? Then she went on a tirade...it took all I had not to backhand the bitch. I told her that we could resolve 'the problem' with a call to the store manager...
He comes in, and basically kisses the woman's ass. I wanted to smack him as well. When he came back, he told me that he knew that I was in the right, but he had to appease her since she was a good customer who spent tons of money...
I just rated a shitload of totebags in the database...I think that they would be cooler if they were red or black, instead of white/off white...they would look better and show less dirt.
And I just rated a bunch of 'Twilight' make-up bags...jeesh! Edward wears more make-up than I do!
I have yet to regain control of my eye coordination.
3, 5, 6, 7, 9.......9 cause I like reading all the packets
WTF?
21:48 Jan 09 2010 Times Read: 2,011
THIS IS AN AUTOMATED MESSAGE.
Your Database Submission, "Dracula the Un-Dead", has been denied by the Procurator Administration.
No further information is available. This message has been sent as a courtesy.
Oookay...before I submitted the book, I did a search for it by title and by author(s)...nothing showed up.
I didn't have a pic of the book cover, but it is my understanding that a photo is not required.
Awhile back, I had asked if something could be put in place to show what items are submitted and awaiting approval or not - a queue, so to speak. That way, before any of us do any submitting, we could see if an item was already submitted, but not yet approved or denied. I guess that wan't a good idea (it's a good idea to me - saves on wasting time submitting stuff, ya' know)?
An image appeared in my mind's eye, and it was beautiful to me...
A man - attractive and seemingly healthy - was lying on a moon-lit beach, wet from the waves washing over him. He wore only a torn shirt and a pair of tattered jeans. His feet were bare. I noticed that he didn't move, so I walked up closer for a better look. He was alive - barely. Blood trickled from his lips, and there were fresh scratches on his chest. There were also two puncture wounds on the left side of his neck.
I stood there just staring at him, when I knew that I should help him. He presented an image that was just too perfect to disturb. I thought of how beautiful he looked, even near death...I wanted to sketch the scene right away, so I could paint it later on. When I finally forced myself to drag him from the waves, an angry woman's voice hissed at me: "Get away from him, you bitch. He belongs to me."
I turned around to see a beautiful woman standing over me on the rocks. She didn't appear to be someone I'd want to tangle with, so I let go of the man's arms.
She then came down, and picked the man up, throwing him over her shoulder. She glared at me one last time, then vanished into the night.
And now the same cat is looking up at me from the floor yowling really loud...I spoil my cats too damn much...oh, now, he's in front of the monitor...good grief.
Lol wait until your cats like to lay across the keyboard while you are trying to type. My kittens, Freyja and Frigga get in my lap lay down and if they don't get the attention they want, they will get up and lay across the keyboard AND my hands, lol. You think you spoil yours, hell I am probably way worse - and Quasicoltd too - we spoil the kittens so bad they have to sleep between us UNDER the covers lmao
We have the Book-of-the-Month Club; clubs where one can get flowers or fruit delivered each month to one's door; clubs that deliver monthly goodies are everywhere!
I propose that we also have a Priest-of-the-Month Club. So, from now on, I will deliver a hottie of the Holy See to you every month. Enjoy!
I know the title is politically incorrect...but this has got to be one of the funniest blogs on the planet. I use to read it regularily over two years ago; I have a lot of catching up to do though.
I just read some...yeah it is funny in an incorrect way lol.
WTF???
05:41 Jan 03 2010 Times Read: 2,134
Okay - I have absolutely no problem with folks getting gender re-assignment; I have a niece going through it right now. What kills me is when a person has a beautiful face beforehand, but then later on fucks it up:
We'll hook you up - warranty included and everything. :)
2010 is here.
20:13 Jan 01 2010 Times Read: 2,177
I've learned long ago that new year's resolutions do not work for me; it would be a miracle if I stuck with half of them.
So, I just try to stick to whatever plan(s) I have made for my future...in this case, doing a career change in mid-life. Hell, that's enough work for me to do as it is. Promising to lose weight, see my friends more, etc will happen eventually.
When I think of last year, I see that 2009 kinda' sucked. But right when I thought that things were really bad, lil' miracles would happen to save my ass.
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