Today was a good bumper sticker day! First, I saw a car that had the following stickers:

Who Would Jesus Bomb?
You voted for Bush and all I got was this crappy recession
Another Bush, Another Defecit
God Bless the World- Not Just AmericaAnd of course, a smattering of Kerry/Edwards stickers. So I thought that made my day. But then, I got behind ( Read more... )

I know Darla will love this one ( Read more... )

A customer got so pissed at me, that she threw a book at me!!! I know it's a full moon, but come ON ( Read more... )

I did! I joined a cult of Rhiannon's. And you can't join unless you are one. This is on MySpace, by the way. Anyway, i was looked at some of the Rhiannon's profiles, and most of them are bi or lesbian. Does this name create a predisposition for homosexuality? Oh no, don't tell Holly ( Read more... )

I took this quiz, and got some sad results: I'm supposed to live to be 84.8 years old. There's no way I will, in all honesty, but the fact that they're threatening me with long life scares me. I'd much rather die at 30 or so. That's more than long enough. Who wants to prolong misery? It's not like I'm going to have a family of my own to rear and ( Read more... )

You know how when you're a kid, you're so convinced that it's not a phase, you truly are bad-ass and different? Well, being as old as I am now, (ha) I can honestly look back and see what a dork I was. So, without further ado, here is the history of my phases!

Ages 0-10 1981-1991 The "My Mom Dresses Me" Phase: Really, it's not like it was my fault ( Read more... )

It was great to have off three consecutive days, but not when there's nothing to do, nor any inclination to do anything else. I should have knit more than I did. I should have gotten out my pastels and drawn stuff. I should have mounted my Ansel Adams prints. But instead, I did nothing. Nothing but read and eat half a pound of Sayklly's salt water ( Read more... )

Oh my gosh someone call me I'm so bored so bored so bored ( Read more... )

For those of you who pray for snow, snow to hell, and then bring a shovel or snow blower and dig me out ( Read more... )

I was checking a message on Friendster and they have some things randomly thrown on the page, like the top movies in your network, or the top searches. So, I logged in, and today's top search was about Carlos D of Interpol sleeping with loads of chicks and giving them herpes. What a completely random (and most likely untrue) thing to be looking for ( Read more... )