late news is better than no news? amirite?
i went to a halloween party saturday night, and for the first time, i was the only one (aside from tom) who wasn't dressed for the occasion
to be fair, with work being as hectic as it has been, and the fact that i had to work saturday as well, i didn't have time to throw something together, nor did i have much energy to do so (i also couldn't talk tom into dressing up, sadness :()
it was a good time though, probably the best party i've attended since moving down here...it probably helps though that i got really really drunk lol...me and tom split a bottle of soco (i couldn't talk him into the 100 proof, and really i drank most of it)...i had a couple liquid cocaines AND i had some moonshine
NEVER DRINKING MOONSHINE AGAIN...the only reason i puked after getting home was that and i spent all day sunday with a stomach that felt like i'd drank paint thinner
but i digress...there was a man in a banana costume AND a guy who's actual profession is that he's a mortician (!)...true story, i freaked out the mortician...it went something like this:
me: "so since you're a funeral guy and all, would it be possible for me to get some formaldehyde from you...i've always wanted to do some fun 'organ-in-a-jar' decorating in my house"
**funeral guy stares at me for a moment blinking**
funeral guy: "uhh no"
me: "well would the homebrew recipies i find online for it work as well?"
**more starting and blinking**
funeral guy: "uhh, no, probably not"
me: "do you think i could get some off ebay?...i tried getting a bone saw from there once but you have to have a medical licence for that shit apparently, would formaldehyde be the same?"
**even more blinking**
tom: "yeah she's into all that night of the living dead shit, you'll have to excuse her"
me: "hahaha that doesn't even begin to describe it"
**nervous laughter from funeral guy**
if people in the funeral business couldn't even accept me...then i don't even know
in other news, i got another raise at work (surprising with the economy the way it is, no?) and now i'm making only 10 cents less than i did at red lobster (it was almost a whole dollar more an hour, this raise)
i also got new tattoo work done (!)...well sort of new, sort of old...i had my wrists touched up (something i knew needed done a loooong time ago, but never got around to it) and had them added on too...i now have teeny tiny cute skulls around them for background filler (pictures coming as soon as they heal up)...i'm pretty pleased, the lines are a bit fatter and the stars are actually red now /glee
my cat is getting fat
and i got tom to finally shave (death to no shave november, i say!)
i was also invited to a baby shower (tom's brother and sister-in-law are expecting) and found myself in this hilarious position of needing to buy baby things...as most of you know i don't want kids, don't hang around kids, and generally speaking don't like them...so i don't know a damn thing about what to buy them, especially the littlest ones...i spent the whole time on the phone with my mom, deeply confused about baby sizes...i ended up getting her three pairs of baby shoes (krista is having a girl, i figured its never too early to begin a fabulous shoe collection)...i got her a pair of mary janes, a pair of pink slip on vans, and a pair of black low top converse (which cost 25 DOLLARS, yikes), all in tiny baby sizes...also included in the package was a gray, baby zip up hoodie, and two dr. seuss books...my mom had to talk me out of buying her all baby halloween stuff (apparently i'm the only one who would dress their kid in halloween stuff, year round)...thankfully though i'm not the only one who's totally clueless about all things infant...when i showed tom what i got for krista's gift (mind you this is going to be tom's niece) he said "i really think you should keep the receipt babe" and i'm like "why? you don't think she'll like this stuff?" and he's like "well shit, you don't know what size it's gonna be when it comes out"
i think of tom had come with me to pick that stuff out, we would have been shopping ALL DAY, deeply confused and frustrated
there's your update...NOW DANCE!
to be fair, with work being as hectic as it has been, and the fact that i had to work saturday as well, i didn't have time to throw something together, nor did i have much energy to do so (i also couldn't talk tom into dressing up, sadness :()
it was a good time though, probably the best party i've attended since moving down here...it probably helps though that i got really really drunk lol...me and tom split a bottle of soco (i couldn't talk him into the 100 proof, and really i drank most of it)...i had a couple liquid cocaines AND i had some moonshine
NEVER DRINKING MOONSHINE AGAIN...the only reason i puked after getting home was that and i spent all day sunday with a stomach that felt like i'd drank paint thinner
but i digress...there was a man in a banana costume AND a guy who's actual profession is that he's a mortician (!)...true story, i freaked out the mortician...it went something like this:
me: "so since you're a funeral guy and all, would it be possible for me to get some formaldehyde from you...i've always wanted to do some fun 'organ-in-a-jar' decorating in my house"
**funeral guy stares at me for a moment blinking**
funeral guy: "uhh no"
me: "well would the homebrew recipies i find online for it work as well?"
**more starting and blinking**
funeral guy: "uhh, no, probably not"
me: "do you think i could get some off ebay?...i tried getting a bone saw from there once but you have to have a medical licence for that shit apparently, would formaldehyde be the same?"
**even more blinking**
tom: "yeah she's into all that night of the living dead shit, you'll have to excuse her"
me: "hahaha that doesn't even begin to describe it"
**nervous laughter from funeral guy**
if people in the funeral business couldn't even accept me...then i don't even know
in other news, i got another raise at work (surprising with the economy the way it is, no?) and now i'm making only 10 cents less than i did at red lobster (it was almost a whole dollar more an hour, this raise)
i also got new tattoo work done (!)...well sort of new, sort of old...i had my wrists touched up (something i knew needed done a loooong time ago, but never got around to it) and had them added on too...i now have teeny tiny cute skulls around them for background filler (pictures coming as soon as they heal up)...i'm pretty pleased, the lines are a bit fatter and the stars are actually red now /glee
my cat is getting fat
and i got tom to finally shave (death to no shave november, i say!)
i was also invited to a baby shower (tom's brother and sister-in-law are expecting) and found myself in this hilarious position of needing to buy baby things...as most of you know i don't want kids, don't hang around kids, and generally speaking don't like them...so i don't know a damn thing about what to buy them, especially the littlest ones...i spent the whole time on the phone with my mom, deeply confused about baby sizes...i ended up getting her three pairs of baby shoes (krista is having a girl, i figured its never too early to begin a fabulous shoe collection)...i got her a pair of mary janes, a pair of pink slip on vans, and a pair of black low top converse (which cost 25 DOLLARS, yikes), all in tiny baby sizes...also included in the package was a gray, baby zip up hoodie, and two dr. seuss books...my mom had to talk me out of buying her all baby halloween stuff (apparently i'm the only one who would dress their kid in halloween stuff, year round)...thankfully though i'm not the only one who's totally clueless about all things infant...when i showed tom what i got for krista's gift (mind you this is going to be tom's niece) he said "i really think you should keep the receipt babe" and i'm like "why? you don't think she'll like this stuff?" and he's like "well shit, you don't know what size it's gonna be when it comes out"
i think of tom had come with me to pick that stuff out, we would have been shopping ALL DAY, deeply confused and frustrated
there's your update...NOW DANCE!