Would I get kicked out of the lesbian club...
if I had sex with Eminem? I bought his new cd today and I don't know what the hell my deal is, but I want to ride him like a little pony. Is that wrong?
I have the afrodisia incense burning right now, I believe it's my favorite.
Around 2ish this afternoon, I decided I really needed to Christmas shop. Normally I like to wait til the very last minute (where you know, only stores like 7-11 are open), but damnit, I took the bull by the horns today and shopped a little bit for my momma and pops.
Speaking of bulls, I discovered a very disturbing thing that Zach gave his dogs as a treat. What's even worse, I'm thinking about getting it for my dog. I just really wish I didn't know what it was. Although, like Zach said, it's utilizing the entire bull. Egh.
Went to Zoopa's today before my shopping spree took place. Felt really stupid actually, I went to take a bite and when I moved my fork, it lightly sprayed blue cheese on my face. And yes, it was a full house at the time. Luckily I know I'm not so, um, nimble on my feet, so to say, and I had a million napkins to save me.
Venting time.
A few days ago at work, I was in the process of reading my three newspapers. Once I buy the newspapers, I keep them either with me at all times or I keep them somewhere in the meat department. I always read the comics last, but alas, on this day, there were no comics to read. The whole "Sound Life" section was removed from my paper actually. Sound Life is The News Tribune and the TNT has color comics, while The Seattle Times and The Seattle PI have black and white comics, so my favorite paper to read of course is TNT (although they're always a day late in their news).
Anyhoos and ways, I got over my little comic issue that day, only to discover that today's Sunday paper, the paper known for having lots of comics, has no funnies either! I had no Dear Abby and no comics! My day was THIS close to being ruined!
Personally I think it's a conspiracy. People know I need to read the entire paper or else I get pissy to all hell. Two of my papers this comic disappearance happened to. *raises eyebrow* I'm getting ticked! Actually the only reason I get grumpy about it is because when I eat, I need to read. If I have no reading material then I guess I don't eat, and damnit! I was hungry.
Met up with Neeecole and her sister Allison to do some Christmas shopping. Abused my credit card once again, but hey, at least I got a good start on the things I needed to buy for my parents.
We got some ice cream, although I wasn't hungry, but couldn't resist the temptation of strawberries. I thought they were going to put strawberry sauce on my ice cream, but instead she put 4 whole frozen strawberries on it. Oh well, I ate it and proceeded to get a wonderful ice cream headache.
What causes those ice cream headaches is actually from something cold touching the roof of your mouth. There are these little sensor type thingys on the roof of your mouth that sends up ouchy pains to your head when you eat something cold. Okay, so maybe they didn't word it like that in the health book I read, but that's what it means.
Josh called me and wants to go to Timberline tonight with him. I would but I'm so beat. He's a nice kid who works in the deli. Everytime the deli needs a prime rib to make samples or to make sandwiches or whatever, they come over to the meat department and we hook them up with one of our prime ribs. Weeeelll, a few days ago, we only had 1 rib left so we told him we can't give them any that day. Later that night, Josh (from my understanding it was Josh) came back into the meat department and took it upon himself to take our last rib. So now for 2 days, the deli has been selling this rib for around 15 bucks a pound.
Finally they've been getting complaints and people are telling the deli that this isn't prime rib. Well no shit it isn't, it's fucking chuck. Chuck sells for less than 4 bucks a pound. *rolls eyes* Oh well, what can you do?
So anyways, I just ate a few hours ago but now I'm craving Jack N the Box. I think I'm going to go there and get some food. Shit, maybe I am pregnant with Eminem's baby? What's even more pathetic is that I'm going to drive there. Yes, I will eat everything in sight AND be lazy on top of that. Good grief.
I have the afrodisia incense burning right now, I believe it's my favorite.
Around 2ish this afternoon, I decided I really needed to Christmas shop. Normally I like to wait til the very last minute (where you know, only stores like 7-11 are open), but damnit, I took the bull by the horns today and shopped a little bit for my momma and pops.
Speaking of bulls, I discovered a very disturbing thing that Zach gave his dogs as a treat. What's even worse, I'm thinking about getting it for my dog. I just really wish I didn't know what it was. Although, like Zach said, it's utilizing the entire bull. Egh.
Went to Zoopa's today before my shopping spree took place. Felt really stupid actually, I went to take a bite and when I moved my fork, it lightly sprayed blue cheese on my face. And yes, it was a full house at the time. Luckily I know I'm not so, um, nimble on my feet, so to say, and I had a million napkins to save me.
Venting time.
A few days ago at work, I was in the process of reading my three newspapers. Once I buy the newspapers, I keep them either with me at all times or I keep them somewhere in the meat department. I always read the comics last, but alas, on this day, there were no comics to read. The whole "Sound Life" section was removed from my paper actually. Sound Life is The News Tribune and the TNT has color comics, while The Seattle Times and The Seattle PI have black and white comics, so my favorite paper to read of course is TNT (although they're always a day late in their news).
Anyhoos and ways, I got over my little comic issue that day, only to discover that today's Sunday paper, the paper known for having lots of comics, has no funnies either! I had no Dear Abby and no comics! My day was THIS close to being ruined!
Personally I think it's a conspiracy. People know I need to read the entire paper or else I get pissy to all hell. Two of my papers this comic disappearance happened to. *raises eyebrow* I'm getting ticked! Actually the only reason I get grumpy about it is because when I eat, I need to read. If I have no reading material then I guess I don't eat, and damnit! I was hungry.
Met up with Neeecole and her sister Allison to do some Christmas shopping. Abused my credit card once again, but hey, at least I got a good start on the things I needed to buy for my parents.
We got some ice cream, although I wasn't hungry, but couldn't resist the temptation of strawberries. I thought they were going to put strawberry sauce on my ice cream, but instead she put 4 whole frozen strawberries on it. Oh well, I ate it and proceeded to get a wonderful ice cream headache.
What causes those ice cream headaches is actually from something cold touching the roof of your mouth. There are these little sensor type thingys on the roof of your mouth that sends up ouchy pains to your head when you eat something cold. Okay, so maybe they didn't word it like that in the health book I read, but that's what it means.
Josh called me and wants to go to Timberline tonight with him. I would but I'm so beat. He's a nice kid who works in the deli. Everytime the deli needs a prime rib to make samples or to make sandwiches or whatever, they come over to the meat department and we hook them up with one of our prime ribs. Weeeelll, a few days ago, we only had 1 rib left so we told him we can't give them any that day. Later that night, Josh (from my understanding it was Josh) came back into the meat department and took it upon himself to take our last rib. So now for 2 days, the deli has been selling this rib for around 15 bucks a pound.
Finally they've been getting complaints and people are telling the deli that this isn't prime rib. Well no shit it isn't, it's fucking chuck. Chuck sells for less than 4 bucks a pound. *rolls eyes* Oh well, what can you do?
So anyways, I just ate a few hours ago but now I'm craving Jack N the Box. I think I'm going to go there and get some food. Shit, maybe I am pregnant with Eminem's baby? What's even more pathetic is that I'm going to drive there. Yes, I will eat everything in sight AND be lazy on top of that. Good grief.