This shall be my last post ever...today
This shall be my last post ever...today
This post is brought to you today by the letters F and U and the Livejournal user [info]pekinjay She insisted that I had something funny to say although, I find it rather sad that she finds amusement in my pain *giggles* So a while back, we talked briefly about the broken/dislocated/jammed middle finger on my right hand (also my bowling hand). I took one week away from bowling so that it might heal slightly which it did. Of course, the next week at bowling, it hurt again, but not like it had in previous weeks. The process has been slow and painful but me thinks it's finally getting to the point where it might be normal...OF COURSE, there is always a catch. I have very slender fingers but this particular finger, the middle knuckle is HUGE. Not only is it huge, it's crooked as fuck all. I've dubbed it my 'man knuckle' which is not to be confuzzled with a moose knuckle *falls off the floor laughing* It's very manly looking and out of place on a small hand. I mean, if I were to see it on my son's hand, it MIGHT look fairly normal, however, it's not right. Just not right at all. Damnit it. Anyway, enough in the man knuckle department. The saga shall continue until it either heals or I cut the bloody thing off.
I was listening to an interview with Trent Reznor (from a radio show somewhere in Salt Lake) and he uses the word 'hooky-er'. He also can't pronounce the word 'collaborate'. It came out (spelled phonetically) cole-uh-brate, like a mutant form of calibrate. Just a little something that I found amusing as hell. For such an intelligent man, he sure has a problem with annunciation (not really but the few fuck ups he made were damn funny). Very melty voice though. Between him, Maynard James Keenan, and Harry Connick Jr, I can't decide who's voice I'd like to have sex with more. Mmmm...voice sex *drools*
My boss sucks big donkey cocks. He calls me around 5pm tonight and in this really excited voice, asks me what I was doing tonight. Tell him I was geting ready for bowling and he says, well...if you get a chance, could you call the Angola store and check in on them? Recalling a conversation from a few days before, I ask him why the hell he's not working. He then giggles like a nervous school bitch and says, really really fast (as if he's afraid that if he says it slow he'll forget..like a little fucking kid) JEFF THE CHEF CALLED ME AND SAID THAT IF I CAN GET TO DETROIT BY 7:15, I'VE GOT TWO FREE TICKETS. At this, I pause because there is only one reason to be travelling to Detroit on a Monday night and requires tickets. Three words. Detroit Red Wings. Fucker. I screamed in his ear YOU SUCK *Giggles* (yes, this is MY boss and YES, I've gotten away with calling him a fucker and telling him that he sucks...all in one day:D) He then proceeds to tell me that this buddy of his is a cook for the Wings and gets free tickets all the time and his (the boss's) sister is in town visiting their mom. It's the only reason he's getting away with that shit. Told him if he ever gets another opportunity like this, he'd better either A) not say word one to me or B) take me damnit! He laughed at me like I was kidding but I think he finally realized that it was no joke and that, had he been in reaching distance, I'd have probably slapped him:P Fucker.
Devin got his report card last week and I was uber impressed. He had all As and Bs. I told him as a reward, I would let him pick a movie to go see together. What does he say? Not a moment's hesitation either mind you. He says "Saw 2" I'm thinking to myself..holy hell, I'll be taking an 11 year old to see Saw 2. Too damn funny. I tried to suggest Harry Potter but he told me that that wasn't fair because that was something *I* wanted to see. Bugger. Probably another two weeks before I get to see that fucker. Damnit all to hell.
Seasons 5 and 6 of Seinfeld come out tomorrow. Fuck. Here I am broke as a joke and great DVDs coming out. Next week is Mr and Mrs Smith. Mmmm...Angelina AND Brad. So going to buy that at midnight just for the drool-worthy value. I'm lamer than lame. Perhaps I'm 'hooky-er'. We may never know.
Celebrity Quote of the Day- I don't have pet peeves, I have majour psychotic fucking hatreds- George Carlin ( You Are All Diseased) If you do not own this CD, then I insist that you go out right this instant (or log into Amazon damnit) and buy it. Too fucking funny. Why hasn't he been elected President yet? Him as prez and Denis Leary as Vice. Our country would rock balls.
Song Lyric Quote of the Day- (chosen randomly from songs I've heard in the last 24 hours)-
so i threw you the obvious
to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel,
eyes of a tragedy.
oh well. apparently nothing.
you don't see me.
you don't see me at all.
Not meant to be analyzed or anything, just a great line (or two or whatever) from a great song I've listed to the shit out of.
And now my font's gone all wonky. Piss. Curse the copy and paste...CURSE IT! (not that I didn't know the frelling words, just a lot harder to get them right when you're trying to remember them and type them at the same time. Fuck me, my brain hurts now)
Want something amusing? You need to go to this link in ETS (Echoing the Sound, NIN message board full of interesting people and funny as hell post-age) and click on the 'Full Version' link.
Trent Reznor VS. Crazy Frog
Laughed my ass off, then passed it on to [info]pekinjay and laughed some more. Too fucking funny.
Alright...it's only midnight and I'm fall-over-onto-the-keyboar sleepy. Almost fell asleep at the bowling alley tonight. How pathetic is that? I'll crochete for a few minutes, perhaps a row or two and then off to bed with me.
May the heavens bless you and keep you and yours safe. If you don't want to safe or your family, then fuck you, you can rot *giggles* No, really, you can. Don't be such a selfish bastard. At least take good tidings for others. The least you can do really, considering what a tight ass you are in the blessing department. I mean, fuck. Not like I'm asking anything of you, just that you and yours be safe. Um...here I go again. Ranting and raving about nothing in particular and to people that do not exist. Wow. So Rach, what is diagnosis? I'm sure there is something out there....You were just tested on it so let me know if I need to up the meds *giggles*
*watches you blink and then POOF I am gone*