Fear the randomness that is me...
...or else we can entitle this Things That Make You Go Hmm? or Desi is out of her blasted mind--News at eleven.
Pardon me, but are you crazy?
No, I just have many different thoughts going off at different times and it’s all I can do to keep up with them and make my point. By the way, my name is Desiree and actually, I just might be a little crazy. Lucky you, here are some of my more 'profound' thoughts this morning.
So, this morning is one of those mornings where its like the light inside your head is burning a little bit brighter and because of it, thoughts are seemingly more profound--even thoughts on lint.
Yep, lint.
Some guy out there invented a lint brush. And he is making millions of dollars. A freakin stick with a roll of tape wrapped around it backwards to remove said lint along with loose strings, hairs, fibers and anything else that might have been attracted to your magnetic personality or your choice in clothing.
Yeah this guy is a millionaire because people like me don’t send all of the fibery, furry clothing to the drycleaners, instead mixing them in with the regular laundry nor do I thoroughly clean the lint trap in the dryer or brush my pets often enough to keep them from shedding... not that I have any pets right now which sucks for me because I want pets. I want lots of pets. I just don't want pet hair.
Naked mole rat anyone?
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[NOTE: OKCupid is some quizzy test place that is also a singles meeting/dating/whatever type thing and I only joined because I was FORCED to! A friend insisted I take a quiz and you had to join the damn site to get the results. I did it for her and then was flooded with emails because it automatically personailized me as a black, bi-woman interested in meeting for all kinds of stuff--all of which I wasn't and went back and fixed the info and sort of just check periodically to clean out mail folders and such and then some of the blogs were funny so now I go to read random stuff when I'm bored]
OKCupid has an instant message thingie. You would think one with an IQ of 127+ would remember that, but nope. Not me. I don't notice it because I have a popup blocker activated and it used to annoy the crap out of me when I would go to a page and then it would flash because the popup blocker was doing its job so I set it to just block without notification. It’s usually AFTER I'm logging off that I see the little double square icon in my toolbar has changed from clear to orange and is slowly blinking, alerting me to blocked windows.
I'm saying this because my OKCupid mailbox was flooded with missed messages and I feel horribly because I don't want anyone to think that I was ignoring them so I apologize to those of you that tried to say hi and were ignored. It wasn't on purpose, I promise.
I’m of the mind that if you take the time out of your day to say hi to me, I am going to say hi back. I don’t care what your skin colour is or if you look like you beat up a weed whacker with your face or where you live or anything like that. Common courtesy extends to all of us with an intellectual capacity of that above a doorknob.
That and I had a LOT of friend requests on here and when you read those things, they are worded like this--and yes I do know this particular guy so I'm gonna immortalize him in OKCupid history by copying and pasting:
________________________________________________________
SmthnDffrnt (Sean H) claims to be your real friend in real life,
and would like to combine forces to network together.
Doing so would allow you to see each other's full
names, compare test scores, and browse each other's
friends (by first name only), and all kinds of other neat stuff.
You should ONLY accept if you trust them.
To accept, click here.
To reject, click here.
________________________________________________________
So yeah, the thing is, I don't mind people wanting to friend me. I like people. I don't trust any of them (or you for that matter) as far as I could throw them (or you) but I do like them for the most part so therein lies the problem. It says I should ONLY accept if I trust them.
Maybe I'm kooky, but shouldn't you actually KNOW the person you're trying to friend, even if its chatting through emails, instead of claiming to known them when ionno, we've never even said HI to each other?!? And for all intents and purposes, I am still going to blame EVERYTHING on my girlfriend (IE friend of the female variety not a romantic partner for you weirdos salivating already) who made me join this site JUST TO DO A FRICKIN QUIZ. I love her. I really do but I've decided for every pervy email I get, that is just one-more jumbo marshmallow I'm going to bean her with.
Seriously. Common sense people :P This is where OKC remind me of Myspace with the serial adders--and perverts which is another topic altogether.
Being a woman on this site has some serious quirks. It’s like an automatic mailbox filled with porny messages just because my chromosomes are matching (for those of you sitting there going HUH!?! Female chromes are XX and men are XY--which is why I say women are the superior race because men were actually XX too but the one letter got a broken leg or something and therefore they are now defective).
In addition, I'm just kidding about that last part.
Sort of.
Some of you men out there need more help than I or the solitary shrink can provide. Somewhere there are teams of doctors standing by waiting just for you.
Yeah you. I said it! :P
Sad thing is, women are just as crazy. Women are the reason why I'm not lesbian!
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I have a set of red crystal dishes. A whole HUGE frickin service for twelve complete with dinner, salad and dessert plates along with goblets, teacups and an innately carved pitcher with matching sugar bowl and creamer.
It’s a beautiful set and it’s older than I am. My grandmother started collecting pieces which my Mum took over when she died and now there's this beautiful set that was passed on to me that I don't use. I don't use it because growing up, it was rarely used because they were the 'good dishes'. They still are, but they still sit there unused, waiting for an occasion special enough to break them out.
When I was a kid, before my biological father turned into a complete alcoholic (whereas before he was only a weekend drunk) family gatherings at my house were insane. My Mum was on only child but my Father--he was one of 10 kids so there were always Aunts and Uncles and various cousins visiting and often during the holidays. Even then, the dishes were rarely used and the reasoning then was that there were more than 12 being fed and because the house was crammed wall to wall with bodies of varying sizes, chances of breaking a dish were high, especially given that our regular 'everyday' dishes looked like a patchwork quilt of mixed pieces since dishes were often broken during family gatherings.
So anyway, the point is, what is the freakin point?!? What garnishes a good enough reason to use these dishes?
Hey, I know! I woke up today!
Booyah! There you go. Being alive is a good enough reason in my book. Everyday decadence people. Every morning is a new day and you get to start all over again with whom you want to be, where you want to go, or what you want to do. Every day is a clean slate and every day can be phenomenal or depressing because every day is what you make of it. Whatever you put into life and living is what you’re gonna get back so yeah, everyday decadence. Peanut butter and jelly on good china just because you are around to see another day.
Anyone want to come by for some Chicken Florentine served up on ruby crystal plates?? Bring a bottle of Reisling please. I'm in the mood for light and sweet. *grin*
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Lastly, I’m sitting here sporadically watching the news or some news-like program in between commercials and all I’m hearing about are car bombings and body parts getting mixed in with shredded books and US Soldiers dying in shot down helicopters and such and its extremely frustrating for me because I just want to visit our illustrious President and leap astride his back like some sort of maniacal girlscount trying to make cookie quota and just pound on his frickin head with a meat mallet.
This, air-quote, WAR, is bloody stupid. There is no fucking point with our being over there. I support our troops. I love our troops. I want to personally adopt every single one of those amazingly brave idiots (and I mean idiot in the nicest of terms) and wrap them in blankets and feed them home-made chicken soup until they slosh when they walk. I’m one of those women that donated old cell phones to be cashed in and made into calling cards to send to the troops overseas so they can call their frickin families instead of being home with them where they belong. I donate money so they can have even simple things like toilet paper. I just want them home already.
Being over there…they are not protecting our country. They are not fighting for our country. They are trying to keep peace in a county that has never known peace throughout most of its history and they are over there dying because Bush is a fucking idiot. Why he is still president, I have no damn clue and before even a single one of you peters out with the customary “voting comment” just know now, NO I did not vote for him EITHER time. Dying for your country is an honour, I get that, but the soldiers being killed by a car bomb or being caught in the crossfire between two other countries are not getting that honour and it’s sad and wrong. They deserve better.
I just don’t understand it anymore. The whole reason why went to war in the first place was to go after Al Queida and instead, we grab Saddam because we look like a bunch of bumbling fools for stumbling around in the deserts without a damn clue on a wild goose-chase and we have to save face somehow.
Yes, Sadam was an evil, sick bastard that needed to be taken out of power and I’m glad he was put to death but come on. What is the damn purpose?!? Who are we fighting for and who are we protecting because everyone over there is seemingly pissed off and wanting us out and frankly I’m looking at it like this. We have more than enough wrong on our own home grounds that we should address and take care of first to keep our guys busy for quite some time but yet we are throwing money hand over fist at a war that isn’t. I’m all about helping your fellow man. I just wish we didn’t ignore our own so much. Our healthcare system sucks. Our welfare system is no better. Our country is in the largest national deficit EVER yet we keep finding money to pour into our armed forces fighting a war that isn’t ours to fight.
Why are we still there?!? Why are we sending more?!? Can someone explain it to me so that it makes sense?!?
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[This is another OKCupid blog--they have an auto-match thing for people that want to hook up and this thing is SERIOUSLY screwed up--it would match people up with a llama if they could type and had internet access] Because this made me giggle when reading random journals:
degroof62 has a journal blog that states the following:
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More Search Options, Please | Jan 14 4:47am
I could use a few more options on the "local matches" page. Sometimes I want to narrow down the results a bit. Right now, you can select gender, orientation, age and location. It might be handy to have, say, height, smoking, drinking, drugs, etc as search parameters.
Yes, I understand that we are supposed to "trust the algorithm" and hope it selects our best matches. Still, it'd be nice to have the option.
________________________________________________
HA! I don't even proove to be a good match for myself on the auto-match thing!
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In other news, my laptop is still being looked at and I still have my fingers crossed--which makes for difficult typing--and this is my third attempt at posting this stupid entry. *pout*
Pardon me, but are you crazy?
No, I just have many different thoughts going off at different times and it’s all I can do to keep up with them and make my point. By the way, my name is Desiree and actually, I just might be a little crazy. Lucky you, here are some of my more 'profound' thoughts this morning.
So, this morning is one of those mornings where its like the light inside your head is burning a little bit brighter and because of it, thoughts are seemingly more profound--even thoughts on lint.
Yep, lint.
Some guy out there invented a lint brush. And he is making millions of dollars. A freakin stick with a roll of tape wrapped around it backwards to remove said lint along with loose strings, hairs, fibers and anything else that might have been attracted to your magnetic personality or your choice in clothing.
Yeah this guy is a millionaire because people like me don’t send all of the fibery, furry clothing to the drycleaners, instead mixing them in with the regular laundry nor do I thoroughly clean the lint trap in the dryer or brush my pets often enough to keep them from shedding... not that I have any pets right now which sucks for me because I want pets. I want lots of pets. I just don't want pet hair.
Naked mole rat anyone?
(¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯)
[NOTE: OKCupid is some quizzy test place that is also a singles meeting/dating/whatever type thing and I only joined because I was FORCED to! A friend insisted I take a quiz and you had to join the damn site to get the results. I did it for her and then was flooded with emails because it automatically personailized me as a black, bi-woman interested in meeting for all kinds of stuff--all of which I wasn't and went back and fixed the info and sort of just check periodically to clean out mail folders and such and then some of the blogs were funny so now I go to read random stuff when I'm bored]
OKCupid has an instant message thingie. You would think one with an IQ of 127+ would remember that, but nope. Not me. I don't notice it because I have a popup blocker activated and it used to annoy the crap out of me when I would go to a page and then it would flash because the popup blocker was doing its job so I set it to just block without notification. It’s usually AFTER I'm logging off that I see the little double square icon in my toolbar has changed from clear to orange and is slowly blinking, alerting me to blocked windows.
I'm saying this because my OKCupid mailbox was flooded with missed messages and I feel horribly because I don't want anyone to think that I was ignoring them so I apologize to those of you that tried to say hi and were ignored. It wasn't on purpose, I promise.
I’m of the mind that if you take the time out of your day to say hi to me, I am going to say hi back. I don’t care what your skin colour is or if you look like you beat up a weed whacker with your face or where you live or anything like that. Common courtesy extends to all of us with an intellectual capacity of that above a doorknob.
That and I had a LOT of friend requests on here and when you read those things, they are worded like this--and yes I do know this particular guy so I'm gonna immortalize him in OKCupid history by copying and pasting:
________________________________________________________
SmthnDffrnt (Sean H) claims to be your real friend in real life,
and would like to combine forces to network together.
Doing so would allow you to see each other's full
names, compare test scores, and browse each other's
friends (by first name only), and all kinds of other neat stuff.
You should ONLY accept if you trust them.
To accept, click here.
To reject, click here.
________________________________________________________
So yeah, the thing is, I don't mind people wanting to friend me. I like people. I don't trust any of them (or you for that matter) as far as I could throw them (or you) but I do like them for the most part so therein lies the problem. It says I should ONLY accept if I trust them.
Maybe I'm kooky, but shouldn't you actually KNOW the person you're trying to friend, even if its chatting through emails, instead of claiming to known them when ionno, we've never even said HI to each other?!? And for all intents and purposes, I am still going to blame EVERYTHING on my girlfriend (IE friend of the female variety not a romantic partner for you weirdos salivating already) who made me join this site JUST TO DO A FRICKIN QUIZ. I love her. I really do but I've decided for every pervy email I get, that is just one-more jumbo marshmallow I'm going to bean her with.
Seriously. Common sense people :P This is where OKC remind me of Myspace with the serial adders--and perverts which is another topic altogether.
Being a woman on this site has some serious quirks. It’s like an automatic mailbox filled with porny messages just because my chromosomes are matching (for those of you sitting there going HUH!?! Female chromes are XX and men are XY--which is why I say women are the superior race because men were actually XX too but the one letter got a broken leg or something and therefore they are now defective).
In addition, I'm just kidding about that last part.
Sort of.
Some of you men out there need more help than I or the solitary shrink can provide. Somewhere there are teams of doctors standing by waiting just for you.
Yeah you. I said it! :P
Sad thing is, women are just as crazy. Women are the reason why I'm not lesbian!
(¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯)
I have a set of red crystal dishes. A whole HUGE frickin service for twelve complete with dinner, salad and dessert plates along with goblets, teacups and an innately carved pitcher with matching sugar bowl and creamer.
It’s a beautiful set and it’s older than I am. My grandmother started collecting pieces which my Mum took over when she died and now there's this beautiful set that was passed on to me that I don't use. I don't use it because growing up, it was rarely used because they were the 'good dishes'. They still are, but they still sit there unused, waiting for an occasion special enough to break them out.
When I was a kid, before my biological father turned into a complete alcoholic (whereas before he was only a weekend drunk) family gatherings at my house were insane. My Mum was on only child but my Father--he was one of 10 kids so there were always Aunts and Uncles and various cousins visiting and often during the holidays. Even then, the dishes were rarely used and the reasoning then was that there were more than 12 being fed and because the house was crammed wall to wall with bodies of varying sizes, chances of breaking a dish were high, especially given that our regular 'everyday' dishes looked like a patchwork quilt of mixed pieces since dishes were often broken during family gatherings.
So anyway, the point is, what is the freakin point?!? What garnishes a good enough reason to use these dishes?
Hey, I know! I woke up today!
Booyah! There you go. Being alive is a good enough reason in my book. Everyday decadence people. Every morning is a new day and you get to start all over again with whom you want to be, where you want to go, or what you want to do. Every day is a clean slate and every day can be phenomenal or depressing because every day is what you make of it. Whatever you put into life and living is what you’re gonna get back so yeah, everyday decadence. Peanut butter and jelly on good china just because you are around to see another day.
Anyone want to come by for some Chicken Florentine served up on ruby crystal plates?? Bring a bottle of Reisling please. I'm in the mood for light and sweet. *grin*
(¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯)
Lastly, I’m sitting here sporadically watching the news or some news-like program in between commercials and all I’m hearing about are car bombings and body parts getting mixed in with shredded books and US Soldiers dying in shot down helicopters and such and its extremely frustrating for me because I just want to visit our illustrious President and leap astride his back like some sort of maniacal girlscount trying to make cookie quota and just pound on his frickin head with a meat mallet.
This, air-quote, WAR, is bloody stupid. There is no fucking point with our being over there. I support our troops. I love our troops. I want to personally adopt every single one of those amazingly brave idiots (and I mean idiot in the nicest of terms) and wrap them in blankets and feed them home-made chicken soup until they slosh when they walk. I’m one of those women that donated old cell phones to be cashed in and made into calling cards to send to the troops overseas so they can call their frickin families instead of being home with them where they belong. I donate money so they can have even simple things like toilet paper. I just want them home already.
Being over there…they are not protecting our country. They are not fighting for our country. They are trying to keep peace in a county that has never known peace throughout most of its history and they are over there dying because Bush is a fucking idiot. Why he is still president, I have no damn clue and before even a single one of you peters out with the customary “voting comment” just know now, NO I did not vote for him EITHER time. Dying for your country is an honour, I get that, but the soldiers being killed by a car bomb or being caught in the crossfire between two other countries are not getting that honour and it’s sad and wrong. They deserve better.
I just don’t understand it anymore. The whole reason why went to war in the first place was to go after Al Queida and instead, we grab Saddam because we look like a bunch of bumbling fools for stumbling around in the deserts without a damn clue on a wild goose-chase and we have to save face somehow.
Yes, Sadam was an evil, sick bastard that needed to be taken out of power and I’m glad he was put to death but come on. What is the damn purpose?!? Who are we fighting for and who are we protecting because everyone over there is seemingly pissed off and wanting us out and frankly I’m looking at it like this. We have more than enough wrong on our own home grounds that we should address and take care of first to keep our guys busy for quite some time but yet we are throwing money hand over fist at a war that isn’t. I’m all about helping your fellow man. I just wish we didn’t ignore our own so much. Our healthcare system sucks. Our welfare system is no better. Our country is in the largest national deficit EVER yet we keep finding money to pour into our armed forces fighting a war that isn’t ours to fight.
Why are we still there?!? Why are we sending more?!? Can someone explain it to me so that it makes sense?!?
(¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯)
[This is another OKCupid blog--they have an auto-match thing for people that want to hook up and this thing is SERIOUSLY screwed up--it would match people up with a llama if they could type and had internet access] Because this made me giggle when reading random journals:
degroof62 has a journal blog that states the following:
________________________________________________
More Search Options, Please | Jan 14 4:47am
I could use a few more options on the "local matches" page. Sometimes I want to narrow down the results a bit. Right now, you can select gender, orientation, age and location. It might be handy to have, say, height, smoking, drinking, drugs, etc as search parameters.
Yes, I understand that we are supposed to "trust the algorithm" and hope it selects our best matches. Still, it'd be nice to have the option.
________________________________________________
HA! I don't even proove to be a good match for myself on the auto-match thing!
(¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯`•._.•._.•´¯)
In other news, my laptop is still being looked at and I still have my fingers crossed--which makes for difficult typing--and this is my third attempt at posting this stupid entry. *pout*