I've Decided

I've decided that on a day like today, it would be fun to have kids. Some people have brought their kids into the office to show off their costumes. Some are totally cute. One little girl (Maybe she was 2, I can't tell b/c I generally don't like kids and therefore don't pay attention) was dressed up like a little white chicken. Her little poofy butt was so cute. She even had those little head feathers. Totally cute. Plus she was running around acting like a chicken. Then there were my co-workers quads. They came in all dressed up as something different. Then there are my "kid costume" ideas that I have come up with while perusing the websites for/with my friends who have kids. I've come up with the first 3 years worth of costumes for my kids. You'll just have to wait and see what they are (If you don't die of old age first). I told my boss that maybe next year I'll borrow her kids and run around with them. Then give them back when they're good and sugared up. Of course!

OK. Well, I'm outy for the night. Peace out brotha!

I Almost Forgot to Post This!

If you need something to do at work. (Sara) Play with this. It's totally awesome. Kai, now you can carve that pumpkin you've never carved.



Pumpkin Carver

Happy Halloween!

There is someone dressed up as the grim reaper in my office, and it almost scared the shit out of me. At 7:30 in the morning, you don't expect that. I was walking to the coffee station, and he/she/it came around the corner. It was super tall. Like 7 feet! Totally real looking too. I forgot it was Halloween until then. I have no idea who it is. I tried very hard not to act like I was creeped out. But really I was. I'm so glad whoever it was didn't mess with me. I might have cried. Instead all I said was, "Good Morning." And that's all the wittiness I could muster up in such short notice.

Weekend Events

Well, I don't have to tell you how my Friday morning was, but I can tell you how my Friday evening was! My SIL and I decided we were going to carve pumpkins. So we went outside and picked two fine specimens. Two hours later, here are the results!

I know you're jealous of our talent. Mine is the cute one on the right in the first pics. My SIL decided to go the scarey route.

Back to the Grind

I came into the office today at nine instead of my usual seven-thirty. Here is what I found on my desk. 1 chocolate piece of candy, 1 scored test (65%-pretty shitty I know), 1 medium sized box, a five dollar bill. Which one do you think I picked up first? If you guessed the medium sized box, you'd be correct! It was from a vendor, and I love gifts from vendors. So far I've gathered a large stuffed frog that says "Did It, Dit It" instead of "Ribbit", a plastic treasure chest with key that holds a treasure map, a squishy shopping cart thing, some blue goo that is similar to silly putty, a squishy cactus, a little rainbow slinky, and some "gold nugget" chewing gum that I have next to my "Texas" frame of me and DJ in the blue bonnets (Our engagement photo).
So I open the box. It's a good one. It's a miniature shopping cart, and some sticky notes with the companies logo on it. The wheels actually more, so I can roll it across my desk if I wanted to. OK. I did. I totally want to pull out my Barbies tonight and play "grocery shopping" with her.

Then I pop the candy in my mouth, put the $5 in my purse (this is from my colleague from this weekend. He didn't carry any cash on him, didn't have his debit card, hotel wouldn't cash his check. When the hotel finally cashed his check, he must not have thought to ask for smaller bills so I wound up tipping the bell hops and the taxi driver.), and kick on my hard drive. While I'm waiting for that to boot up, I look at my test results. Apparently the 70% I thought I had to have to pass, was wrong, because not it's telling me I have to have an 80% to pass. What happens if I don't pass? I don't know. Maybe they fire me and I have to go raise chickens. My 65% brings me down to an average of 74% So I guess I have to really care about these next two tests. They actually are taken together which I think really stinks. Why even have a fourth test before the final? Just put them all in one. Whatever. The whole thing is annoying.

Some of you may have noticed one of my tags for this post is, "Announcements, Funerals, Death". Here it is. I got home from the airport last night and called my hubby. He informed me that his father's sister had passed away in the morning. They are planning the funeral for tomorrow. This will make the 4th funeral ever that I have been to. Marrying DJ is totally going to sway my funeral attendance count because all his relatives (aunts, uncles, and other) are already in the 70's and older. He probably attends two a year on average. My boss was totally cool about it. Bereavement isn't allowed for "aunts and uncles" and I have no vacation time. She told me just to take the day off, it was OK with her. So sweet. I get to attend a funeral tomorrow.

One more announcement. I added a new feature to my right sidebar. You can now read past blogs by tag category rather than selecting the past month. You can still go by past months too. That's just been shifted down farther under the tag category listings.

Airport Sitting

I am now sitting in the Orlando Airport. I had loads of fun last night. We went to some night club that was totally on the house. Food, drinks, Blues Brother's Review. It was great. Did I mention free food and drinks? Did I also mention that there a quite a few hotties using the software that we're seminaring on. Mmmm mmm good. So my co-worker crapped out early on me. I was left to socialize by myself. I didn't mind though. He and I are different personalities, and I wanted to have fun. One hottie boom body was this guy from Spain. (Not Mexico, spain people) His accent. Oh! I melt! His scent. Mmmmmmmmm. His well dressed body. Husband who? he he he. No, I love my man, but ain't no shame in enjoying your eye candy! I wound up having a blast with a bunch of strangers. We left the club around 10:30, and then 3 of us headed for the hotel lobby bar. We shut that down at 1:30. Some tid bits about one of the guys I was hanging out with. He's in a band. (Hey Blac, you listening?) His band, just opened for Bon Jovi while they were in Tampa. I didn't believe him at first, and in typical kb fashion, I told him "Yeah? And my brother is Steven Tyler." But turns out, another girl had her palm pilot on her, and sure enough, his band is legit. And they really did open for Bon Jovi. He says Jons hands are softer than any softness you could ever imagine. Interesting...

So, I'm going to exclude the public complaints about my trip. But those of you who know my email, I'm sure you'll find out what those are sooner or later. Most likely sooner. I can't wait to get on the plane and sleep. I'm totally exhausted, and dehydrated. Tootles.

Lobby Sitting

I'm now sitting in the lobby of the Peabody listening to their Pianist play in the lobby. Cool that they have wireless internet working in the lobby. It's actually part of their business package deal. Regulars only have wireless available to them in their rooms. Poor saps. I totally love business travel. I didn't think I would too much. Sitting in a convention all day dealing with so many people trying to push their product on you. But that's not too bad either. Oh my! I think I've grown up! I just ordered a Colorado Bull Dog. My friend Blac mentioned that drink when I met up with her last weekend. So I'm having one in her honor! My toast, "To her INfertility". Tee Hee. I'm just teasing. Have as many kids as you want. . .

I didn't do too much "Kai style" exploring as planned. I ate at the fancy hotel steak house called Capriccio. Oh my, that steak was so fabulous. I was sad when it was all gone. I had dinner with my collegue, and when he tired, and went to bed. So then I walked up and down the strip for a bit. Another fun perk of this hotel, is that they give you complimentary I-Ride passes, which basically is the bus system up and down the strip. So now I have a booklet of all the places it takes you. Hmm... I see outlet malls on here, I see nightlife bars on here, I see casinos on here. . . Tomorrow night we are being treated to a Blues Brother's show. That should be fun. So, I'm either going to have to skip out of the last hour of lectures tomorrow, or skip some on Wednesday so I can venture out. Would that be bad? I'd be here for most of the lectures. That's totally enough. Most is close enough to all. Right?

So there are a lot of business men around the bar. Some are pretty hot. I met the keynote speaker for tomorrow in the elevator. His kids were stuck on some ride at Sea World today. I think they will forever have memories of their vacation here.

And time.... goes by.... so slowly...... Are you still miiiiiiiinE!? I need your love. I need your love. OK. This piano guy is getting to me. I better finish what I'm doing and head up to my room before I start having fantasy dreams about Barry Manilo. (Sorry gay readers, I know how you love you some Barry.)

Out of Office Reply

I don't believe me OOR works most of the time. So in case any of those I hold important to me don't know, I'll be out of the office from Monday-Wednesday of this week. I'm in Orlando for buisness. I'm planning on making a post later tonight while sitting poolside in the moonlight.

Talk to you later. Here's some info on my hotel.
Peabody Orlando

It's the one with the Mallard Ducks in it. I have yet to find them though. That's on my agenda for tonight. I also have trolley passes to take me up and down the strip (aka International Drive). So I'll be exploring Kai style tonight.

ttfn

All Dressed Up

And nowhere to go. I totally look cute today. I am wearing a pair of dark jeans, with my new burgundy rouched shoes, a long cream colored sweater from Target, a leather disked brown belt, a great shell necklace, and earing to match. My hair looks great. I smell great. Everything's great. I look hot. (Well, so far as fat people can look hot anyway.) I can't wait for this day to be over so I can go see my man on his birthday.

I called my man at 8:00 to wish him happy birthday, and he says he has no plans for tonight other than to work. Ummm... I told him I wanted to take him out to the Casino for some live music, dinner, and gambling. So now, we have no plans. :o( I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go. We can't do nothing for his birthday, but what can I do? It's not like I can go rip him off of his combine and force him to go out on his birthday. I'm a little sad. He told me just to go out to his parent's place and wait until he thinks he can get away. Ummmm... I HATE going out there. It's boring. I can't watch the TV I want to watch. It's too cold to ride horse, and I'm too cute to go outside and get all dirty anyway. I don't have a sewing machine, nor do I have all my scrapbooking stuff out there. So it'd basically be me talking to my in laws all night, and I don't want that either because they seem to think that they have to keep you entertained, and keep talking to you. So now I don't know when I should head down to the big W.

Oh My...

This was not staged. This was actually on TV...The commentators paused and didn't say a Word... Arkansas Razorback players Clarke Moore, Brett Goode and Casey Dick probably should stop hanging out on the sidelines together. Tee hee hee.

My Weekend In ABQ

I’m sitting in the Denver airport waiting for my puddle jumper plane back to Fargo. I have to say, I’m soooooo totally bored. I hate sitting around and waiting. My three day weekend was fabulous. I didn’t do much of anything other than spend time with my parent’s and friends. I met Lilagirl and Blac for lunch on Saturday which was fun to catch-up with them. We’re all different phases of our lives. Blac has all her babies (we hope-she’s sort of super fertile or something), Lila is starting to try to have them, and then me. Well, we all know what phase I’m in. :o)

The Balloon Fiesta wasn’t the best it’s ever been. The weather was not-so-nice, and a lot of balloons didn’t go up as they usually do for the mass assentions. The ones that did go up were a lot of fun to watch. My dad and I got up both mornings (Sat & Sun) and took some great pics.

OMG! I just got on my plane, and I thought I was kidding about the puddle jumper comment, but apparently I was right on! I think I was forced out through the bowels of the Denver Airport. They made us go down some stairs to a long hallway, where 3 other planes were loading. Some guy was there to check my name off with a sharpy, and then I walked out onto the tarmak (What is this? Casa Blanca?), then up a tiny little stairway to my tiny little 2 by 2 plane. I thought my fat ass wasn't going to fit into my seat. But it did. Too bad the plane was completely full. I was looking forward to sprawling out. Well, here are a couple pics from my trip. Check out my photo site for a slideshow and about 100 more images.

Balloon Gondola Burning it's Candle

They're Heeeer!
My Favorite. Kissing Bees.

More Photos

I've Failed My Audience

I know all of you are impatiently waiting my weekend update, so my apologies for not getting it up sooner. Last night I had to study for yet another installment of my offices tests. Want to know what an Omega-3 Fatty Acid is good for? Can you name the two Omega-3's that are beneficial effects of fish oils? Do you know what Ayurvedic is? All you baby lovers out there, what Omega-3 is essential for vision in infants? Don't know? Well, I know. And I don't think I'm going to tell you.

Tonight I'm going to go home, and post some photos of my weekend. They will not be prettied up. Maybe I will do that while I watch Lost. What am I saying? Lost is not one of those shows you can do something else while watching. You have to have all your eye's on the TV at all times. I have a lot of personal crap I need to get going on, so who knows what I'm going to really get done tonight. One thing I really need to get done is clean my bathroom. Now that I have short hair, I can clean up the wads of hair that gather from blowdrying. Should be fun! Want to join me?

The Ultimate Best Use for Duct Tape

This Guy At Work Is Making Me Fat

One of my coworkers has started selling Tastefully Simple products. He's brought in foods to taste for the past week and a half. Some things I've managed to resist, but others I just can't. I have no willpower when it comes to yummy smelling goodies!

I told him I hate him, and it's all his fault that I'm fat. Wow. I've really bloated out in a two week time period here! And it's all his fault!

Something interesting about Tastefully Simple: It's a company started in Alexadria, MN which is where everyone in my home town goes to shop. There is a Super Walmart, a Target and a Fleet Farm. They think it's a big city, but it's not. The town is exactly an hour north of the big W, when you go the speed limit. And you have to go the speed limit through Herman, MN because the cops will get you every time. People in the big W don't venture out to Fargo because it's soooooo far away. (Hour and a half tops if you're driving the speed limit) They can barely make it to Wahpeton (30 minutes) without complaining about the distance.

I Was Raped by my Hair Salon

I guess my biggest question from all this is, "Why do we tip our hairstylist when they have their prices inflated so much already?" Yesterday I forked over $90 for a cut and partial color. Normally, I pay $35 for a haircut. (Which I love because I used to pay $60. Another perk for moving to a smaller city.) However, as I was writing out my check yesterday I started thinking, "Why do I tip her? She sets her own prices, and I know that little bottle of bleach that she used, didn't cost her no $22 (assuming it cost her 1/2 of the cost of the color)". She's already making good money off of me. It only took her 20 minutes to do the coloring too. So let's just say it cost her $22 for the supplies. That would mean she's billing me $69/hour. Besides, I got there on time, and she wasn't ready for me for another 1/2 an hour. So why the heck am I tipping her? I've decided, I'm not tipping her anymore. Well, I will tip her, but not much. I'm going to just round up to the nearest 5. So if my bill is 35, she's getting 5.

50 Biggest Hollywood Disasters

Bored? (I know Sara is) Check this out. The 50 Biggest Hollywood Disasters.
Here's the intro, "Filmmakers love a good disaster, whether it's melting polar ice caps, a dinner party blowup, or a bank heist gone bad. So it's only fitting that the industry's movers and shakers would also be prone to catastrophes. But be warned: This list is like Nick Nolte's infamous mugshot. It might make you laugh. Or cringe. Or maybe shed a tear. Before you start writing letters about what we missed, though, understand that we steered clear of the Hollywood Babylon tragedies—the James Deans and Marilyn Monroes—which have been done to death (pun intended). So without further ado, here's a shotgun blast of the silly, the sordid, the sad, and the absurd"

What's Up With My Friends? And Welcome Newbies!

I have two newbies to my blog. They will likely be posting as anonymousis, so hopefully they will remember to put some initials so I know who said what. (Jordan, feel free to take this advise.) I asked my newbies this question: "If you could have any name other than the one you have, what would it be?" Do you want to know what they asked me? (Such suspicious people. They really should just have answered my question. No questions asked. Kai would have.)

They asked me if I was pregnant. What is up with this question? Is everyone looking forward to the days when I join the torture chamber or something?

Anyway. Getting past that creepy question. I'd like to welcome two new members to my site. Welcome Sara and Charlotte! I will try to be an interesting read, but if I'm not, It's not my fault! To all of my "old" members. These two are old coworkers of mine that have become quite good friends. Although I don't really get to spend much time with them because I live in nowheresville now. Sara and her extensive vocabulary always amazes me. She's also a Crazy Catholic. Charlotte is absolutely hilarious, although I don't know if she knows to what extent she is funny. What you would most likely hear her say over the cubical walls.... "I'm a little gassy...poor Suzy (who was her cubemate)."

Temperatures

This morning I awoke to TWO inches of snow. TWO FRICKIN'INCHES. Al-freakin- ready. To top it all off, there is a nice layer of ice below the fluffy snow because it rained before it started to snow. So the roads are nice and slick this morning. Oh, I forgot to mention that because I live in the middle of nowhere, where all it is is flat, its always windy. So the snow is also blowing everywhere. I imagine I'll have my own little blizzard for the rest of the winter to deal with.

I've decided there is nothing more scarey than having to trust the idiots turning right, while you are in oncoming the left lane. Watching all those cars turn right next to me, with no median between you really worried me. I'd much rather be responsible for the damage to my own car thank you very much. Especially because it's the first nasty weather up here, so people haven't quite yet put on their snowy-weather thinking caps.

I had my own little adventure when I turned in to get coffee. To get to the speaker, you have to go down to the second turn in to the parking lot, and fall into line. I on occasion, if no one is there, just make a wide turn at the first one, and turn into the speaker. Stupidly, I decided to do this this morning, thinking it'd be safer than going down to the second driveway which looked a lot more snowpacked. Next thing I know, I'm sliding. Right into the curb. Luckily I was already slowed down quite a bit, so even though I hit the curb, I was going very slow. The funny thing was. Someone had done it before me because I slid right in to someone elses tracks! ha! That made me laugh. Quite an adventure for my Grande Lowfat Mint Mocha.

I'll post pictures of the snow later.

The Competency of the Twenty Something Crowd is Seriously Depleted

I thought the twenty-somethings were supposed to be the "gadget kids", but yesterday I realized that that must be the teenage crowd. For some reason all signs of intelligence has escaped this group. Now, I'm not specifically speaking about those of you that are my friends and members of this group, because after all, if I've decided I like you, you are very definitely not an idiot. Which would therefore, qualify you to be an anomaly. Therefore, you are excluded from this rant.

My hope for the future for America was almost shattered yesterday when I went into a UPS Store to mail a package to a friend. The first girl, (probably still in high school) helped me promptly, took my package to the back to box it up with peanuts and stuff. She came back, set it down, put on her coat and left. No word to the other workers that she was headed out, and that I would need some assistance. So I stood there. Waiting for the other two (Bimbino, and Bimbette) to finish with their customers so that I could be helped.

After a few minutes, not too long of a wait, but enough to start to be irritated, Bimbino helped me. He was about 6 feet tall, the counter was about 3 1/2. So he folded his body in half to put his face right up to the monitor to type in the information I had entered into the address form. Look down at the form, plaster face to screen, look down at form, plaster face to screen. This was the routine for about 10 minutes (OK, I exaggerate, but it was more than 5 minutes for sure!). With the occasional "ummm, errr, ok". Why did it not occur to Bimbino to turn the monitors face upward so he could see it without having to bend so far over? The monitor was a new model, and could easily accommodate this. I almost did it for him. He hands me my receipt. He's typed in the address wrong. So here I go again. Look down at the form, plaster face to screen, look down at form, plaster face to screen. Another 5 minutes have passed (by this time, I'm actually watching the clock)by the time he thinks he's gotten it right. Then he starts handing me all this paperwork. I have no idea what the heck it all was! Then he takes it all from me to staple it. When he did this, he put the label to the box down on the counter. So to ensure that a. the label was right this time, and b. that the label actually made it to the intended package, I picked it up and stuck it on myself. He handed me my stack of receipts and I left the store. Very insecure if my package would make it's destination or not, and feeling very sad that this is the face of the twenty something-generation. Floppy "I think I'm original hair, but really this style was popular in the 70's, but I'm too dumb to know that", hairdo and all.

The only thing that held my hope for the future, is that this group is right behind my group (which, eeek, I guess would be the, EEEK! thirty-something crowd. Oh MY GOD Buffy, did I just say that out loud?!) This consoled me for one reason and one reason only. They are too close to my generation that they won't be able to screw up the world because my generation will pass it off to the generation behind them! This generation will probably still be smoking pot, working in gas stations, fast food restaurants, and the like, and won't even notice when they've got from hot young studs to lonely old people.

That reminds me. I better check the tracking on my package...

Oh, Happy Weather

It's supossed to snow tonight. That's right, I said it. Snow. Damn this place! This morning it was 39 and right now it's 50. So I'm not sure who it's going to snow being that we've got 20 degrees to drop, but I'm sure it will. I'm wearing one of my really cozy sweaters in preperation. So that makes me feel a little better about the situation. I think today when I go home I'm going to take a nap. It's perfect napping weather.

One good thing with this cold weather is that I haven't had my air or heat on since the middle of August.

New Show!

I discovered a new show. I think I'm coming in at the 4th season, but still, it's new to me. I thought it was an HBO show, but turns out it's an FX show. So Goodie goodie gum-drops to me! The first episode I saw had Mario Lopez naked in a shower. Boy, I have a total new respect for Slater (If you didn't get that, he played Slater on Saved by the Bell). Have you figured out which show it is? It's Nip Tuck. Even DJ likes it. But I think that's because they don't skimp on their sex sceens.

I had added it to my netflix to watch the past seasons before I found it, but like I said, I thought this was an HBO show, so wasn't expecting to get in on the live action. I'm totally excited. The original new episode comes on on Tuesdays at 9:00, and they replay on Sunday at 9:00. I've been watching them on Sunday. I'm going to have to make up a schedule for my TV shows to see if I can plug in the Tuesday night epi's.

What are you watching? What new shows have you seen and decided are worth watching? I stumbled across Friday Night Lights and tried to watch it, but I really couldn't. It was a Friday Night, and I was so bored I needed something to watch, but even that, I just couldn't. Instead I decided to take a nap.

Why? Why? Why?

Why does this place have to get so damned cold? Why?!

I could really go for a cheezeburger right now too. I'm going to chaulk it up to hibernation mode comfort foods.

This weekend was not very exciting. The most exciting news from me right now is that I cleaned up the bruised and rotting apples under our apple tree this weekend. It was NASTY, and since I don't like apples anyway, it was not very enjoyable. When I was finished, I decided to pick some of the apples still on the tree. They looked really good, and I don't even like apples. So I picked a bunch, and brought them over to my grandma's house. They were so excited. Apparently, they could eat 3 apples a day and still love them. Who knew there were people like this in the world. ha! So I gave them a bunch, my aunt cut one up and forced me to try some. It was actually pretty good. Apparently, the tree in my back yard is like one of the best type of apple tree around. Don't ask me which kind because I don't know. I didn't care enough to store it in my memory banks. However, I did decide that if all else fails, I could sit along side the road and sell apples and roasted soy beans.

The Best Thing for the Office Since Closed Doors

We got a request from someone in my office to block emails coming from this website. I have to say, I'm totally curious as to what it said. Now more than ever after I read the listings on the site. Check it out. I'm totally amused. I'm going to send a couple to my friends!

Some of these are really great! I know exactly who at my old job I would LOVE to send them too!

Yesterday

Yesterday I went to my GP for a couple of things. The #1 driver was that I can't get into my gynecologist until February, and I need to have my birth control refilled. The #2 Driver was that I needed to get an Rx for this headache problem I've been having. (I can't take it anymore!)

So I'm in there and she's just talking to me while giving me my exam. Then I got the "your too fat" lecture. OK. It wasn't like that, she actually did it in a very tricky way. I was almost fooled. She started talking to me about babies, so I told her my stance on that. Then she started talking about activities that my husband and I do. Then she started suggesting things I could do regularly like, "biking is fun", or "rollerblading". Then I mentioned I was thinking about getting a dog, and then she said, "Oh, a dog would be great! You could walk or run with them everyday. Because dogs need to get outside and exercise." I know what she really meant, "You so fat, you should really get out and exercise daily."

She wouldn't perscribe me anything for my headaches, which ticked me off a little, but I guess maybe she's actually a good doctor. She's making keep a headache journal for the next 6 weeks or unless I have another major issue like the last one. Untill then, I guess I get to suffer. She told me to take Excedrin Migraine. I told her that I've already tried that and it doesn't work. So, I guess I get to wait and see.

My SIL called me later and asked if I wanted to get groceries with her. For some reason she doesn't like to grocery shop alone. So I went along although I already did my shopping the day before. I told her my story, and she told me her Dr. told her the same thing b/c she had gained 6 pounds since her last visit. Whatever. 6 pounds is nothing to a college student! Then I told her I had started walking, and am trying to do it daily right after work. So she and I wound up walking from her place to the park, around some residentials and back. It turned out to be pretty far actually. But it was nice because we were talking, and I wasn't thinking the whole time, "I'm so fat, gotta walk. I'm so fat, gotta walk. I'm so fat, gotta walk. God, I wish I could melt like 10 pounds off in this one lap." Instead we talked about here stupid boyfriend that I just wish she'd get rid of already, and other random girl stuff. Then we went back to her place and aite dinner together while watching Grey's Anatomy (of course!) I'm glad they replay it tonight because there are parts I missed because we were talking or cooking.

It was a pretty fun night.

Good Friends are Like Comfy Blankets

Me: Have you switched your blog over to Beta yet?
My friend: No, have you?
Me: No, I was hoping you did so I could see what it was like
My friend: I'll do it right now
Me: Good. You can be the ginny pig

This conversation really shows the things good friends do with one another. Without any questions or research done on the new beta blogger, he just went ahead and hit the button to switch. No questions or anything. Just did it. I did just the same thing in 2004 when he told me I had to start blogging so he could keep up with me after I moved. No questions. I just did it.

When you think of your closest friends, don't you have a similar feeling to when that first fall breeze rolls into town and you pull out that nice thick fall blanket. It's big, it's comfy, it covers you're whole body, and it warms you through and through. That's exactly how I feel about my handful of best friends. MMMM snuggly.

Weird. Yet Facinating

Check this out
It's very morbid to me, but yet facinating all the same. Our president just falls and stumbles over bubbles until you grab him by his arm, head, but, etc and move him around the screen.
If you're bored, give it a go.

Holy Burrito

I just chowed my burrito in like 10 minutes. OK. It was really over a period of 20 minutes, but I feel like I gobbled it up really fast. Now I feel way too full. Maybe if I farted, it'd clear some space out.

Oh Yeah! Fuck You Too Bitch!

On my way to work, there is a truck station where the gas is about 3-5 cents cheaper than at regular gas stations. Since it's not out of my way, sometimes I will pull in there to get my gas. As you can imagine, it's usually busy. You pull in, you find a line, and you wait to get to your pump. Sometimes there is some bitch or bastard that thinks they can circle around and then cut in when they think they can make it it. Twice now I have had some bitch either flip me off, or just start waving her hands and yelling inside of her car at me because they for some reason think they have the right of way. This last time, I was pulling out of the gas pump, after filling up and this bitch was coming at me on the wrong side of the lane. (In other words, my lane). I had nowhere to go because there was a car pulling into the lane that she should have been in, so I just stopped and waited for her to go around. So she flips me off and starts waving her hands like an idiot. I just sat there and waited for her to get her stupid ass out of the way. There was nowhere I could go anyway because now the person that was in the correct lane beside her was now watching her temper tantrum. Now girls. I don't know what you think you're accomplishing when you do this. You only look like a crazy bitch. And do you really feel better after doing that. I mean really? How much satisfaction to you get in sticking up your middle finger. "There! I showed that bitch. She'll think twice next time she tries to drive down the correct side of the road." I'm sure this girl is always bitching about how crappy everyone in the city drives, when in reality it is her. Police should revoke the licenses of women who drive and act like that in public. I was actually surprised that I didn't have the urge to get out of my car and punch that chick in the face for being so stupid. If you had seen her and the way she was acting, and how long she carried on for, you totally would have wanted to get out and punch her.