Just Sayin

My vote is for SpongeBob...though some of the things he says are just excuses for swear words. He's my kind of sponge! My daughter is obsessed with him...and Mr. Krabs. She runs around the house yelling "Barnacle head!" Oh yeah, that is so not a substitute for shithead. :) I can't help cracking up though. She tells me when she grows up, she's going to swear just like me. Ahh...words to warm a mother's heart.
soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo HAPPY!
That's how happy I am. :) Not about the swearing. Just in general.
My elbows are dry.
On another note...I shaved my legs today. Tee hee. Go me!
Yeah, maybe I should really get a schedule. Not for my day to day routine, but more for the critique I owe other writers. Grr...
I'm so bad at keeping track of things! Not cool when you promise things and then don't deliver. (sigh) I hope people will forgive me for being so slow. Heheheh
I can't believe how many people really keep a schedule! A friend of mine actually has both a blackberry and a little planner. He's always scribbling in the damn thing and he actually emails me to tell me he's received my email, and will respond "In short order." Heheheh. Word.
I used to have a planner. Yes, even I have succumbed to the man at one point...but then I was forced to grow up and actually have a life. There went my planner, along with all my good intentions to make better use of my time. I think I actually have it, somewhere, though all that's written in it is:
call so and so
make sure to write so and so
call back so and so
page so and so (yes, you read right.)
Ah, to be young with nothing better to do. I say this as if I'm in my seventies. Although sometimes...
So right now I'm drinking, writing, and watching this show about true stories from the ER.
Umm...yeah. Ppl are a little too calm for such extreme situations.
I should tell them about the time this guy almost tore a hole through the wall, he was so high. I swear that chair had a mind of its own...it flew right by me, barely missing my head. Now that was pretty wild!
Still, at least they're fairly accurate in portraying hospital life.
Here's a random question...why were sporks invented in the plastic variety, but not in real silverware?
Or maybe I'm just dumb and haven't seen one. Maybe they do exist. I must find out!
Wow, speaking of random, today I saw this guy walking around in a fishnet shirt that looked more like a tankini thing...big old belly hanging out. Mind you this guy was about sixty, and way too old to be doing that sort of thing.
Hell...I don't ever want to see a guy wearing such a thing. Not even if it was Hugh Jackman. (shudder)
Speaking of walnuts...I must go buy some!
Cookies here I come!
I miss my job at the cafe, only because I was allowed to sing every now and then.
Anyone know some good karaoke bars in the Chicago area??
I'm itching to bust a song or two out in the microphone.
And you won't be cringing in horror...I sing pretty darn good!
Country is my specialty, though I'm always up for a challenge. Heheheh
EWWWW
You know what I tasted the other day? Anchovies.
Just for the hell of it.
It was nasty.
Never again.
I'm looking out the window right now at the trees that surround my apartment. Since I'm on the second floor, it almost looks as though I'm floating. If I stare long enough....I get kind of dizzy. Pretty neat, huh?
I can't believe I didn't add "Love Remains the Same" on my playlist.
I just realized this. I love that song!
My hair has gotten so long and that makes me so happy. =D
A friend asked how I can keep going when my life is falling apart.
I just smiled and said, "What life?"
Just kidding.
Nah, it's just that...if you don't find humor in things, then what's the point of anything? You spend your life moping and being angry. I've tried that. It was hell on my complexion.
I'm smart enough to brush it off and say, "OOops. I guess I'd better watch it next time."
Heheheh
I love this saying: When life sucks, that's when you need to suck it up.
So I am.
This is just one page in the novel of my life. And trust me, one bad page doesn't ruin an entire story. :)
I have no more tears to cry. I have no more time to waste.
Whatever happens will happen and I'll take it as it comes.
Then I'll sweep up whatever small disasters come my way, get some superglue and a bottle of whiskey. I'll stick the pieces back together and drink to my mistakes.
The lights are all trying to go out. Awesome.
Muahuahahah! (my version of evil laughter, how was it?)
The funniest thing though...as the storm started up and the wind began blowing, trees thrashing about as the rain pelted down like bullets. Lo and behold, a five year old girl came barreling down the sidewalk on her bike with a terrified look on her face. She was screaming, pedaling towards (I'm assuming) her house. Just as I began to wonder where the parents were, I spotted her mother running and screaming after her.
It was too funny.