Friday, December 26, 2008
Non xmas synopsis
Hopefully I will not be doing any more traveling up north for a while. Of course, I also have been saying that I am gonna quit smoking any day now and that hasn't worked out very well for me yet (it's almost as if those things were addictive, but why would they sell them everywhere if they were?)
And 3 days without alcohol either which is gonna hurt my reputation as a lush if I didn't know that I will fix that Friday or Saturday night (ok, ok, so I am simply a borderline alcoholic, I just don't have the thirst in me to cross over that line, I have tried and I just have too weak of a stomach for it and too high of an alcohol tolerance.)
The silver nail polish I bought the other day (looking for something more grayish) got tested out tonight and is hella uberbitchin'. It's like I have fingertips made of tin foil but with the strength of brittle plastic (I break them often if you missed the sarcasm, lol.)
That wicked cut on my left hand's knuckle lost the scab finally (yeah, I know that is because I scratch at it constantly, lol) and revealed that underneath it was not a pot of gold, or even a pot of good coffee (almost anything other than Starbucks), but had yet another scab lying in wait to see the light of day and bask in the golden rays of the morning sun. Chances are that I am gonna have a nice scar when it heals up in another month or 2. At least it will go good with all the others (gotta love being such a clumsy girl, um, second thought says screw that, being clumsy sucks.)
(Afterthoughts)
Tired wins, zzzzzzzzzz.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Fabicklously Negatastic
Monday, December 15, 2008
Obligatory Christmas Story
It's just a small white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so. It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas -- oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it -- the overspending, the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in desperation because you couldn't think of anything else.
Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties, and so forth. I reached for something special just for Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way.
Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at the school he attended. Shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church. These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so ragged that shoestrings seemed to be the only thing holding them together, presented a sharp contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms and sparkling new wrestling shoes. As the match began, I was alarmed to see that the other team was wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet designed to protect a wrestler's ears. It was a luxury the ragtag team obviously could not afford. Well, we ended up walloping them. We took every weight class. And, as each of their boys got up from the mat, he swaggered around in his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that couldn't acknowledge defeat. Mike, seated beside me, shook his head sadly, 'I wish just one of them could have won,' he said. 'They have a lot of potential, but losing like this could take the heart right out of them.'
Mike loved kids -- all kids -- and he knew them, having coached little league football, baseball, and lacrosse. That's when the idea for his present came.
That afternoon, I went to a local sporting goods store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear and shoes and sent them anonymously to the inner-city church. On Christmas Eve, I placed the envelope on the tree, the note inside telling Mike what I had done and that this was his gift from me. His smile was the brightest thing about Christmas that year and in succeeding years. For each Christmas, I followed the tradition -- one year sending a group of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another year a check to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground the week before Christmas, and on and on. The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. It was always the last thing opened on Christmas morning, and our children, ignoring their new toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the envelope from the tree to reveal its contents.
As the children grew, the toys gave way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost its allure. The story doesn't end there. You see, we lost Mike last year due to cancer. When Christmas rolled around, I was still so wrapped in grief that I barely got the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an envelope on the tree, and in the morning it was joined by three more. Each of our children, unbeknownst to the others, had placed an envelope on the tree for their dad. The tradition has grown and someday will expand even further with our grandchildren standing around the tree with wide-eyed anticipation watching as their fathers take down the envelope. Mike's spirit, like the Christmas spirit, will always be with us. May we all remember Christ, who is the reason for the season, and the true Christmas spirit this year and always. God Bless! -- pass this along to those friends and loved ones who you know are the givers who understand the true meaning of Thanksgiving and Christmas.
(Afterthoughts)
When I read the email that story came in it was pretty much not what I expected to find find scanning thru messages and caught me by surprise (and with some serious tears.) At least now the required touching Xmas story is out of the way, um, go team humbug. ;)
Saturday, December 13, 2008
In retrospect...
It always reminds me of this quote from the Terry Pratchett book, Monstrous Regiment.
"Good evening, gentlemen!" said the vampire. "Please pay attention. I am a reformed vampire, which is to say, I am a bundle of suppressed instincts held together with spit and coffee. It would be wrong to say that violent, tearing carnage does not come easily to me. It's not tearing your throats out that doesn't come easily to me. Please don't make it any harder."
(Afterthoughts)
Scary but so damn true. Just replace vampire with half demoness and you got me clocked pretty damn good.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
My favorite Xmas song
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Reaper (the TV show, not me)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The street price of needles
Here is the price I had to pay,
For getting blood drawn today,
And I must say,
Bruise go away,
I don't want you to stay,
It's pain makes me gray,
With feelings of dismay,
What I need to feel okay,
Is a pretty bouquet.
(Afterthoughts)
OMG, the demoness side takes a 5 minute ciggy break and the girl goes all silly on us, damn crazy chick.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Santa Foamy
I got just greatest thing ever out of the blue right when I needed something special the most. About 2 weeks ago I was talking with #4's boyfriend about trying to find a Santa hat for my Foamy doll that I set out on my toolbox at work every night. Then 2 days ago I get a text to come over to the car when he picks #4 up after work because he had something he thought I might be interested in. Ended up being a good night to do that because even though it was a slick walk across the parking lot, my car was a polygon of ice from the freezing rain we had been receiving all day. Lo and behold, a tiny little Santa hat was waiting for me. He wasn't sure it would fit very well but tried it on #4's doll (I bought him one and you can see him in all kinds of awesome pics from #4's hike this summer in the slideshow on the side.) So I stuck it on the doll I have at my house for the picture (on top of my dvd's, left of a rack of videogames, right of a physics demo showing center of balance [nerd alert] and the little jar holding my old D&D dice [double nerd alert, lol.]).
(Afterthoughts)
It is sooo adorable, and the guys that walk by kinda roll their eyes but the few women get a huge smile and their eyes light up when they walk by it. And on a more evil note (I'm half demoness, remember) it is turning out to be an interesting field test gaydar because a few guys we suspect of being buried in the closet have shown reactions closer to the women's (I know it's not very accurate but damn it, somedays I'm just bored as hell at work and have to amuse myself somehow.)
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Holiday update
(Afterthoughts)
It took me about all of 5 miles of driving home before I started crying because I missed my nephews and long after the trip was over to stop choking back the tears and manage to make myself numb enough to only vaguely feel the pain (damn emotions lol.)
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Shhhhh
(Afterthoughts)
Of course I'm back to my insomnia and exhaustion tonight, but I could really use more days/nights like Saturday. Don't y'all hate it when I do teaser blogs? I got to keep ya coming back somehow now that the cookies are all gone, bwahaha. But I really do feel good (bad mood will return soon, I promise.)
Monday, November 17, 2008
An entire wasted year
(Afterthoughts)
If I seem bitchier than usual this week you now know why. I'll try to tone it down but stress always brings out the demoness side when I deal with people and then I cry my eyes out when I have time alone. Bring on the emotional roller coaster and let's get this over with.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Just a lil ole hobby
In the dark recesses of the back corner of the top drawer of my toolbox at work lurks a small white plastic box. And for those brave enough to dust off the top of it and slowly open up the creaky rusted plastic hinged lid will gaze in horror at the contents inside ..... severed human hand! Muhahaha! Oh, wait a minute, I'm thinking of a different box in a different drawer, sorry, my bad. The contents of this box are almost as horrifying, it is full of damaged and mutilated .... coins (that ended up being underwhelming.) I collect the rare coins that I find which are damaged beyond use in vending machines. Some have been deliberately hurt by persons unknown but ended up still being spendable and I received them as change at some shop, others I have found lying in parking lots. But each one has it's own unique personality to it, and have been abused and mistreated and have become outcasts in the monetary society and most people would call them monsters because of simply what they are.
I keep them because they are a lot like me. Most of my damage has been to my mind and what is left of my soul, although I also do have a decent selection of physical scars from working in a factory around sharp metal and dangerous tools everyday. Every so often when I feel like giving up, I will dig out my box of coins and look thru them. Even with all the damage they continue to endure. Even with the shape they are in, if I chose to I could take them to a shop and spend them. There is some sort of clever metaphor about despite the damage we receive we are still vital and functional members of society, although for me it tends more towards that even though I may be a monster (or half demoness to be accurate) that I am able to jump into circulation at any time and be a useful asset to society, and although I may gain a bit more attention than the average coin because I am a tall girl (and act goofy as hell) I still get viewed as just another coin.
(Afterthoughts)
Yes that was a speed racer joke. And there was your half assed mysticism wisdom to get you by until the next random encounter.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Hit me with a stick and candy falls out
(Afterthoughts)
Damn it, I feel all sickly sweet. It makes me feel all mooshy and my demoness half feel all iccky. I hate enjoying it, but I really do like it, argh.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Evil description
(Afterthoughts)
Hee hee, I'm finally in a slightly better mood as y'all can tell. ;)
Unforgotten Realms
I love this show and keep forgetting to post the trailer for it, so here ya go, finally. There is just something appealing about an RPG hero who creates a lumberjack class and duel wields old carriage wheels as shields (to get twice the protection of a zero armor class bonus, lol.) Check out season one here, the episodes are about 10 minutes long and simply funny as hell even if you never played D&D. Season two starts on Nov. 20th.
(Afterthoughts)
There is just so many good things to say about this show from its immature banter that ends up surprising you when it leads to a joke that is way too clever to the surprising plot turns (and the not so surprising ones are done even better, lol.)
Well put indeed
(Afterthoughts)
That is the struggle that we all face everyday, regardless of what path we take or how far we have come. Although we may disagree on countless points, in the end it is our striving for our true selves and the bonds created in helping each other accomplish that which hold us all together. Hugs to everyone who reads this, not only for being there for me and giving me the strength to stay on course, but also for helping each other. I rarely say it (blah blah reputation to uphold blah blah) but I love and appreciate you all. Thank you all for watching my back.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Powerless
On the good side of my insomnia however is that I can get away without much makeup because my eyes always look like I have a slightly purplish pinkish eyeshadow on all the time (um, unless I cover it with a different color obviously, lol.) Goal! Demoness scores a point, muhahaha.
(Afterthoughts)
I was gonna write more but my brain blanked out, damn human half needing her beauty sleep.
Didn't even get kissed
I spent about 4 hours putting together a simple computer desk after work last night (it should have been about a one hour job, thanks crappy instructions, I love dismantling most of my work so that I can flip a small board over so that it could be finished) and still managed to get 5-6 hours of sleep (hooray!) I really wanted to skip work and sleep until mid-afternoon but had to get up and drag my ass into the factory instead. So I clock in and take the damn long walk to about the farthest area away from the door in the plant as they can possibly get since I am working on the other machines in my cell right now since the lathes up front don't currently have any work for them. As #4 and I get back there, we see that the doors to our area are closed (it's on the other side of a wall and they have a gate across the doorway which I have never seen closed before.) It wasn't locked but they had the 2 doors tied shut, so WTF!, screw that, I cut the tape to see why the damn things were closed. Lo and behold, they painted the effing floor all around the 2 machines. Damn son of bitches, why the hell did they do that, seriously, why did noone tell anyone else that was going to be done this weekend. Well, I spied a way to squeeze around to get to the machines and we could see that one of them had a part loaded on it so #4 works his way over and yells at me that the other machine is empty. And the parts that need to go on it are across one of the isles that they painted today, so no way in hell we could get them from point A to point B without tracking thru wet paint. Luckily they had moved my toolbox over infront of the machines so I told #4 to use my spare key and just use my tools today so he could run the machine that was loaded and I went walking around the factory to see if there was anything else I could work on today. The only thing else I could have ran ended up being in an unknown state because the other machinists who work over there (in my old area) rarely leave notes, and even when they do they are often vague and inconclusive or simply downright confusing. So my next stop is to read the overtime list to find out who we have as a supervisor today and give him a call. He was not very happy to find out that they had painted around machines that were supposed to be ran today but agreed that there was nothing we could do about it at this point and although he was kinda pissed about that happening, appreciated the heads up about the situation and for letting him know I was heading back home.
(Afterthoughts)
The worst part is that I need the sleep and although I have the opportunity to do so, totally lack the ability to get any rest at this point and will be awake until the extreme early morning hours that I am typically up until anyways. Grrrrr!
EEK!
I am totally exhausted, stuck staying up to get enough notes written for me to be able to write my reports that are due tomorrow while I am at work. Got to get up early, about 7am or so (1:30am right now as I write this) and drive over an hour for an appointment, blech. It is also trash day and they pick it up before I ever climb out of bed so as I was picking up trash around my house I checked my mousetrap since I haven't seen any running around for a few days and when I opened it gingerly and glanced inside didn't see one, but thought I saw a string which meant that the tail had come off the last mouse I caught. So I opened it back up and sure enough there was a mousetail in there and it was still attached to the mouse which I wasn't expecting. So I screamed and dropped the trap. Luckily the mouse didn't fall out onto my floor so I carefully dumped it into a trash bag and proceeded to gather the rest of my debris. I grabbed and empty beer box and forgetting that I had tossed a ball of lint into it instead of walking the extra 3 feet to the bin last week once again screamed and dropped the box mistaking the lint for another mouse.
--- end of embarrassing story ---
(Afterthoughts)
Yes, I know, the girl who has no worries wandering off into demon infested woods at night and alone is scared of dead mice. Strangely enough the live ones don't spook me as long as I don't have to touch them, and I see them run around my floors way too often.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Fun at work
This week I have so far, screwed up my back (again,) nearly broken my fingers with a hammer (about a 5 lb rawhide hammer,) and cut my elbow on the door to my machine when I was climbing out of it checking a dimension on the part with 30-31 inch micrometers (but got to use one of my bitchin' hello kitty band-aids.) And I let #4 spray my cut with neosporin because he whines like a little girl when I spray it on him and let him have his 'revenge.' But much to his demise, it didn't burn me at all, tingled just a tiny bit, muhahaha.
(Afterthoughts)
We are taking bets on what today's injury will end up being, see the bookie on the way out.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Shinigami may be watching over your shoulder right now
Shinigami ("death god" or "God of Death") is the personification of death that evolved in Japan, having been imported to Japan from Europe during the Meiji period.The term shinigami may also be used more loosely to refer to any death deity. It seems to be a recent term, however, as it belongs to no specific Shinto deity and is rarely used in folklore. Today shinigami frequently appear in original Japanese works of fiction (anime and manga most often).
The article also lists several shows that they appear in, my favorite being Bleach (and Death Note which some may remember I partly based my blog title on, muhahaha.) They are not quite the same as our grim reaper personification but it would take me a lot of writing and examples to really drive home the subtle differences, probably just easier to say that shinigami generally have more responsibility and complications besides dealing with the dead (it's not all that bad lol.)
(Afterthoughts)
I just feel the missing music from the old school PSA's in this post.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Awesome distraction
(Afterthoughts)
The writing bounces between childish and unbelievably brilliant, no wonder I am liking this show, lol.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
My wasted day
Unsurprisingly I woke up early after a night of little sleep. So in order to distract myself I went to the grocery store and made myself a nice lunch for a change (even though I hate cooking for 1 person and can't seem to get the hang making that little food.) With a lot of time to kill I also made rice krispy treats coated in hershey chocolate bars to take to work with me. I figured that would be a good distraction to prevent anyone from possibly noticing the pain in my eyes, and even if by some odd chance they did, those might have a chance of tricking them into thinking I was fine. Because who the hell would make treats for their coworkers if they were in a bad mood (non-poisoned ones I obviously mean lol.)
(Afterthoughts)
Told y'all I would totally blow off and ignore my bad mood in a few days, it's already starting to happen, screw dealing with issues when you can eat chocolate coated and crunchy cereal marshmellow bar thingies instead. Hooray!
What I have decided is I hate this drama
My opinion so far... I hate caring as much as I do.
- I hate feeling like a burden by making the few friends I have be seen out with me and listen to my problems.
- I hate not being able to drown myself in anger anymore.
- I hate suffering in silence even though it is the best thing to do (apparently not too silent, sigh.)
- I hate waking up disappointed more mornings than not when I discover that I am still alive.
- I hate wanting to cry at least a few times a week and rarely able to let myself do it.
- I hate feeling the ironic amusement at my own anguish and misery and realizing that half of my genuine smiles and laughter comes from my demoness side.
- I hate feeling lost and alone.
- I hate every one of my selfish and petty complaints.
- I hate feeling hollow and empty inside.
- I hate feeling hideous, physically and mentally.
- I hate the low and self righteous opinions people have towards other girls like me.
- I hate the doubt and confusion that nags me regardless of knowing what is right.
- I hate the empathy I feel towards everyone and how I tend to lash out to push it away.
- I hate needing to drive those who get close away.
- I hate Starbucks, I really, really do.
- I hate worrying about how much longer my current job will last.
- I hate feeling like I've been rewarded when people don't cancel out on our plans.
- I hate coming home to an empty house everyday.
- I hate feeling unloved and unappreciated.
- I hate feeling depressed.
- I hate being single.
- I hate my lack of confidence and self esteem.
- I hate being so damn worthless.
- I hate seeing other people suffer.
- I hate being unable to sleep without my teddy bear.
- I hate being scared of the future as well as the past.
- I hate my empty existence.
- I hate my reflection in the mirror.
- I hate my insomnia.
- I hate feeling people are better off keeping their distance from me.
- I hate my wasted life.
- I hate being so weak.
- I hate that I can't even finish this list (guess we can scratch off not crying now.)
(Afterthoughts)
In between tears, I looked back over this list and realized I also hate feeling pathetic, self pity, rarely being able to reach out when I need it, and the knowledge that I'll blow all these feelings off in a few days and consider them inconsequential and pointless. Sometimes I hate getting what I deserve (thanks karma, blah.)
Sunday, November 2, 2008
25 REASONS I OWE MY MOTHER
'If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.'
2. My mother taught me RELIGION.
'You better pray that will come out of the carpet.'
3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL .
'If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!'
4. My mother taught me LOGIC.
' Because I said so, that's why.'
5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
'If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me.'
6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.
'Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident.'
7. My mother taught me IRONY
'Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about.'
8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
'Shut your mouth and eat your supper.'
9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.
'Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!'
10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
'You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone.'
11. My mother taught me about WEATHER.
'This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.'
12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
'If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!'
13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
'I brought you into this world, and I can take you out.'
14.... My mother taught me about BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION.
'Stop acting like your father!'
15. My mother taught me about ENVY .
'There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do.'
16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
'Just wait until we get home.'
17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING .
'You are going to get it when you get home!'
18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
'If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way.'
19. My mother taught me ESP.
'Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?'
20. My mother taught me HUMOUR.
'When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me.'
21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT .
'If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up.'
22. My mother taught me GENETICS.
'You're just like your father.'
23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
'Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?'
24. My mother taught me WISDOM.
'When you get to be my age, you'll understand.'
25. And my favourite: My mother taught me about JUSTICE ..
'One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!'
(Afterthoughts)
I have heard every single one of those and I think everyone else has too, lol.
Children's science exam
A: Salt, pepper, mustard and vinegar.
Q: Explain one of the processes by which water can be made safe to drink.
A: Flirtation makes water safe to drink because it removes large pollutants like grit, sand, dead sheep and canoeists.
Q: How is dew formed?
A: The sun shines down on the leaves and makes them perspire.
Q: What happens to your body as you age?
A: When you get old, so do your bowels and you get intercontinental.
Q: What happens to a boy when he reaches puberty?
A: He says good-bye to his boyhood and looks forward to his adultery.
Q: How are the main parts of the body categorized? (e.g., abdomen).
A: The body is consisted into three parts -- the brainium, the borax and the abdominal cavity. The brainium contains the brain; the borax contains the heart and lungs, and the abdominal cavity contains the five bowels, A, E, I, O, and U.
Q: Give the meaning of the term 'Caesarean Section'
A: The Caesarean Section is a district in Rome
And my personal favorite:
Q: How can you delay milk turning sour? (brilliant, love this)!
A: Keep it in the cow.
(Afterthoughts)
Keep it in the cow!!!!! Bwahahahaha!!!!!! Although using flirtation to get dead sheep and canoeists out of water is pretty damn good too.
Tricky test
I could only Find 1 Difference See if you are better than me....
Link to the test
(Afterthoughts)
I did not enjoy this at all!!!! I am going to call my mom who sent it to me and totally bitch her out. You'll understand after you take the test yourself.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Halloween sadness
(Afterthoughts)
There are not many things that hurt me this bad thru the reflection back of my own existence. I guess we all have our own little soft spots is all I care to say about it and don't have the desire at all to describe all the links to myself that I see in it.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
My date of death is age 70
(Afterthoughts)
Honestly 70 was a higher number than I thought I would get and most of the options for extending my life are stuff I have recently started implementing but didn't list them in my test answers. And making fun of those who don't want to take the test is definitely not nice but I have never claimed to be a nice girl, constantly rant about stuff, and continually remind y'all that I am half demoness, so why is anybody surprised by my comments? MUHAHAHA!!!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Freezer burnt
(Afterthoughts)
I'll be sure to wave as I drift on by. And as I read over all I had written I am always amazed at how well I misdirect without even having to try by slipping silly jokes etc. into everything, that is sooo awesome-o!
Friday, October 17, 2008
Why I really am angry
(Afterthoughts)
:(
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
About time for another rant
"You know why bagels suck? It's because they make them by mixing bubble gum with ground up cardboard and then baking it into a donut shape! Read the ingredients, it's right on the side of the bag."
That had all them all shaking their heads and laughing. The general consenus was that I should be writing a book about all my strange theories and ideas because I come up with bizarre new ones on a daily basis.
(Afterthoughts)
Ok, not much of a rant, but who cares. The important thing is that I really don't like bagels and my description of them is totally accurate on how I think the experience of trying to eat one really is. Yuk!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
My new fossil discovery
Digging around in frozen depths I discovered these beauties hidden beyond the sight of casual by-passers. They are resting in a pan full of sludge in that pic but are simply amazing when viewed up close on a display plate. So what are they exactly? Ancient fossils from an era long past? Or something more recent from maybe the past couple of centuries? The truth is that they are t-bone steaks from one of my family's pet cows, baked in a potato cheese teriyaki garlic sauce. Ha ha. Looks like a train wreck but are damn tasty. I was hoping a friend of mine would be able to visit and stay for a couple of days but unfortunate circumstances prevented that from happening. So I was kind of sad and depressed about that so I decided to cook myself a nice meal to try to pick my spirits up a bit. Of course that meant that this meal did not come out of my oven until 3am and I finally managed to roll into bed at 5am this morning. Oh well, sleep sucks anyway, I never have truly enjoyed it (seriously, I hate sleeping, all joking aside.)
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
They show THAT to kids?
(Afterthoughts)
This is one of the quicker blogs I have lined up from the weekend, there is still a much, much longer one coming soon to a computer screen near you.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Homemade laundry soap is what's for dinner
(Afterthoughts)
Soap? SOAP!?! What the hell am I babbling about, argh, forget it, I wash my hands of this affair (har har.) I must have lost it if I'm now getting excited about laundry soap, 'sigh.'
Monday, September 29, 2008
Joke time
A: You smell like cabbage!
(Afterthoughts)
I got this joke in the mail from my 7 year old nephew. It is just adorable. I'll be telling it to everyone I talk to this week. I couldn't stop laughing when I read it.
Horrible confession time
1) I have not bothered to shave my legs in about a week (ewww, yuk.)
2) I have only worn makeup once in the past 2 weeks if you don't count the simple basics of mascara and lipstick (I did make myself presentable when I went out to the bar last week was the few hours I did that.)
3) I have been procrastinating doing my schoolwork until I am close to deadline day (but have been doing ok even so.)
4) I still have not quit smoking yet although I was suppose to 6 weeks ago (gonna try Monday, hopefully I have the willpower because although I keep smoking, I haven't been enjoying it for the most part, addiction is funny that way.)
5) Although I have a perfectly good computer one room away, I wrote this on my cell phone while sitting on my front porch smoking (not that bad other than the smoking part again, but it is bad enough to remention.)
(Afterthoughts)
Although those really could honestly be a lot worse (and were only a few bad habits) that doesn't make them any better for that fact.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Singing bowl
Pizza Mia confusionism
(Afterthoughts)
Regardless of size, it always beats coatloaf.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Hello grocery store
(Afterthoughts)
I just noticed that I started every sentence with "I" in this post.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Today's nemesis, ATM's
(Afterthoughts)
Damn it, that rant sounded a lot better in my head, I swear that it really did.
School teacher gives a high five
Grades for week 2 are posted. Many of you are doing well in the discussion threads, but some of you are lacking. Make sure you are answering the question fully, and are using supporting facts from the reading. This is a learning experience and you all are doing a great job sharing and learning from one another within you response posts. I usually do not do this but we are all in this together, and I want is for you to learn everything you can before you move on to your next class. Ok... with that said..... I would like the people that may not have received full points on week 2's post to look at the following learners posts- for an example of how to answer the discussion questions, how the leaner discusses the facts or his/her experience within the topic, etc:
(she listed a few people and I was one of them)
Their posts are just examples of how you can move forward in this class and within your classes to come."
(Afterthoughts)
I was just shocked, I was hoping that I was doing ok but honestly haven't felt like I've done nearly as good of a job as I could. I wrote every assignment so far pretty much off the top of my head, the most writing prep I have done for them (besides the textbook reading) is jot down a couple of brief notes (usually just 2 or 3 words) to help keep me guided in my writing. That is sooo freaking scary and awesome at the same time. Everyone, let's hear a "HELL YEAH!" lol.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
I'm a bad bad girl
(Afterthoughts)
Um, not too much for this post, whatcha expect, I've been writing for school today already and even I can only ramble for so long lol. Oh, and no hangover for me today either, HA! And I got quite a bit accomplished for only having 4-5 hours of alcohol induced sleep. ;)
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Free death robes for everyones
(The crunchy Demoness side that is ‘good’ for you says)
Death is not always a tragedy, there are rare occasions when it is more of a blessing but that isn’t today’s lesson. There are bodies in the river 1 mile from my house right now. They periodically run across one, then always seem to find a few more when they start combing thru the water looking for clues. That is a horrible situation, always has been and always will be, no argument about that. There is always someone (usually several someone’s) who cry out about what a horrible shame that this person who they know nothing about other than what they have read in the paper. Good for them, I don’t have a problem with that. My anger comes from how they only care about that on rare occasions because it caught their interest or because there was some minor fact about the person that they shared, such as them both moving to this town from a different state, or they drove the same type of car, or even had the same color of hair or were the same age. I find that frighteningly trivial. The reason they should care is exceedingly simple. THEY ARE BOTH HUMANS!!! There is no way anyone could show the concern that is deserved to all of the tragic deaths that occur daily, but picking out one every now and then while never showing more than a passing brief flash of ‘sucks to be them’ to most of the deaths they hear about is just not right.
(The sweet frosted girl side says)
Death always is horrible and technically there may be a rare case when it is better, those situations have to be almost nonexistent. The only people death ever benefits are greedy and heartless life insurance beneficiaries. Most people do feel bad about all the senseless kills and suicides but no one with any sanity left in their head could allow themselves to feel all that without ending up a quivering mess huddled up in a dark corner of their house with a broken mind, heart, and soul. So we do sort of numb ourselves to everything so that we can keep on going and try to make things better. And every now and then a specific death does stand out to us even though it is a stranger. There are any number of reasons that happens but when it does a lot of the sadness we have slowly been building up over all the ones we try to mostly overlook just comes pouring out. So, yes, it may seem senseless that ’out of the blue’ we try to ’champion’ some total stranger that we may not have even gotten along with or even actually liked had we known them when they were still alive, but that is not the point. All deaths are bad, and when we see one that our minds see as having some sort of emotional link to us, it tends to hit a lot closer to our hearts.
(Afterthoughts)
I’ve been reading too much about death recently and although the last few ‘dedications’ have not been self serving or egocentric, it just happened to be the feather that shattered the elephants kneecaps allowing gravity to slam it to the ground (that old saying is something like that.)
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Pi video
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
When did I have a clock installed in my soul?
I think my freaking biological clock, which I shouldn't even have, has started ticking. Argh, I'm only 34, that shouldn't be happening yet! That's not supposed to happen until a woman hits her mid-thirties, right? Um, wait a minute, damn, never mind, I guess I am at that age. And to be honest, I've never thought the idea of being pregnant myself as being anything but scary as hell, not that I ever could be. But I realized today that my attitude about that has changed and it seems like the bestest thing that anyone could ever experience. (I want a baby sooooo bad right now.)
I'm gonna say that my hormone biochem is at some weird combo/ level right now. And as if we needed any more proof, ya just have to look at the picture I posted in my last blog. What kind of clear and level headed girl would make a sandwich like that, let alone eat it?(Ok, I know, I asked for it by implying I was the least bit normal in anything lol.)
(Afterthoughts)
Will someone please tell me where the hell the snooze button is on my biological clock!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
I put what in my mouth?
Sunday, September 14, 2008
The price I pay
Residing within all humans is an rarely fully tapped dual nature. The effects from both are felt throughout ones entire life. Those weak of mind fall prey to the whims of both and often go insane either as religious fanatics or serial killers (or a lesser version of that such as a tax collector or various government positions from postman to senator.) Those stronger of mind learn to draw mostly on their preferred aspect and become ministers, small business owners who help the community, and even everyday seeming folk who live within the masses brightening their lives is small yet substantial ways. The other side tends to be the psycho managers, the rule breaking employee who manages to get away with everything he does, school board committee members, and the people writing newer and complex laws that confuse everyone and don't really solve anything, but manage to turn groups of people who had been doing nothing wrong into criminals. Those who are highest in touch with the forces within themselves can become either half-angel or half-demon. Since my schizo was rare and allowed me to see things that are really there when I can focus it, I learned all of that at age 5 and how it all works also. Honestly that is way too much for a child to handle. Very few people can ever piece together how it works and the laws they are governed by. So I studied this and learned and observed how they played out in other humans. Before I had divined those natures, I was unknowingly on the road to becoming a half-angel if my strength would hold out. However due to what I had seen in my future I knew I could not follow that path to obtain the forbidden knowledge I would need to have a surviving chance, I awoke my demoness side instead of just drawing on it. There is one big different between demons and angels, demons see humans baseline as insanity, angels see them as faith to make things better for themselves. You may say that I'm not an evil demoness and I'm not. I just see things thru the shadows and lack the faith that things will improve on their own. That takes hard work and effort to change things, not faith.
But all the things I have sacrificed, I still feel an empathic loss of them all every momment of every day. Feeling the connections to all the good things in life but lacking the simple ability to grasp them. That is the true price I payed for my sanity. Had I not done that, I would have not become the strong girl I am today who is able to enjoy life while helping guide others out of the shadows where I dwell.
(Afterthoughts)
Um, wow?
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Unoffically offical
(Afterthoughts)
I hate when a silly idea turns obsessive and tries to sneak in and justify itself thru manipulative ways, although, I really do need to buy some skirts so maybe I should do that. ;)
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Auntie Lizzie's cooking tips
(Afterthoughts)
You are totally right that I seriously do that everytime I have leftover pizza. It may not be the girliest meal to eat, but guys love it when they are over and that is always a bonus lol.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Mood picker upper
(Afterthoughts)
Damn, that really did make me happy, I blame the freakin' hormones, 'sigh.'
Grrrr, today's wisdom
"Too many people with solutions IS THE PROBLEM."
log-ic (loj'ik), n. 1. the art of being wrong with confidence.
"The gene pool could use some chlorine."
"Black holes suck"
"Obey gravity, it's the law"
"The early bird catches the worm but the second mouse gets the cheese."
(Afterthoughts)
Um, I managed to start bitchy but always seem to lose steam and turn more silly and decided to stop while I was ahead, 'sigh.'
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Messed up proof
(Afterthought)
I must be feeling the effects from the insomnia because I really toned down this rant because it makes me about as sad as it does angry that I have to deal with such stupid happenstances.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Medicated induced silliness
(Afterthoughts)
I doubt I ever know why I do stuff like that, I think mostly so I can make myself laugh when I think about it later on. Either that or my brain fever is just still running strong lol. (I wish I could blame the meds, but unfortunately there is too much previous evidence proving otherwise lol.)
Saturday, August 30, 2008
The ultimate table
(Afterthoughts)
I cut that out from "The Order of the Stick." Now that is nothing like how I have ever eaten but always did fantasize about a little bit. (Honestly, I totally swear that is true lol.)
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Tick tock goes the mouse ...
(Afterthoughts)
Yeah, that was mean lol, but I just want to know why I'm even writing an afterthoughts?
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Tech makes life soooo easier
Friday, August 22, 2008
Product placement for your production pleasure
(Afterthoughts)
Even I wouldn't want to comment on this lol. But for those who are unfamiliar with heat shrink plastic, it is usually used for tubing and permanently contracts when heat is applied to it, so yeah, it would suck for the guy haha.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
STATION IDENTIFICATION
Incoming message from our alien overlords ... "Pitiful humans of Earth, we have gone to the trouble of manipulating the space-time continuum to turn the week into 8, 30 hours days to make your slave labor more cost effective and efficient. Please keep in mind that the beatings will continue until moral improves. Have a pleasant day."
"WE NOW CONTINUE OUR NORMAL BLOGGING, REMEMBER, THIS WAS ONLY A TEST."
Girl's movie night
(Afterthoughts)
If ya missed it when it came out, seriously go rent it, it is on my top 20 movie list somewhere lol. Oh, and I wore what was probably the cutest top with a pair of jeans that I picked up over the weekend. And our 2 ages average out to 30 but got asked at the drive-thru at McDonalds "are you kids just get back from the game?" What! We surely look old enough not to be at a high school game other than I could pass for a tall cheerleader (blech, hurts my dark soul to say that lol.)
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Cleaning is a job for who?
(Afterthoughts)
He is lucky he is such a good friend, lol.
Wait, I said what?
(Afterthoughts)
Yep, I really went there, so much for politically correctness or something. And no, I'm defintely not a Nazi lol.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Weekend is over, time to rest ;)
(Afterthoughts)
My back aches and I'm exhausted, but I feel great and that is what matters the most :)
Friday, August 15, 2008
3 day weekend
(Afterthoughts)
I need a bubble bath for my brain.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
When did you get home young lady?
(Afterthoughts)
Those late nights often are the best ones there are.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Weekend was sooo fun (sarcasm if ya missed it)
Time for product placement, hee hee. Tried out Sally Hansen Color Quick Fast Dry Nail Color Pen (in Dusk, which is a nonsensible description for pink lol.) I'm rather pleased with it, none of that messy bottle stuff, it is an all-in-one pen that ya click the top to dispense the polish into the tip, kind of like a paint marker. I also got a bottle of Milani Nail Lacquer in Diamond Dazzle, which is basically clear coat with glitter, and looks uber cute over other polish making it all sparkly. Oooohh, sparkles .... what, oh, sorry, got distracted by the sparkly goodness lol.
I didn't get much time spent on my new PS3 game, Monster Madness Grave Danger. It is a lot of fun (not very girly but I still like it.) The video is the xbox version of the game since it has been out alot longer and the PS3 version just came out last week.
(Afterthoughts)
Pretty + blah = pretty blah, bwahahaha.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Seeking: one replacement spine
(Afterthoughts)
Law of averages says something bad happens for everything good.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
I want an angry shirt for everyday of the week (just kidding)
(Afterthoughts)
I need my game fix!
Monday, August 4, 2008
Too damn cute, apparently
(Afterthoughts)
I have no idea how a severed bunny head could turn out cute, I really don't, but somehow it did and I like it even better for it ;)
New shirt image
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Far, far away (for a day or two)
The youngest boy (1 1/2) has become an even greater terror every time I see him and also manages to get cuter along with it. The older 2 have leveled out in that respect (for now lol) but still wear me out. They woke me up Saturday morning after I had managed to get a few hours of sleep after I got to mom's at 3 am but I then managed to actually get 8 straight hours of sleep that night plus a few more hours after that and felt halfway rested for once this morning (hooray for Ambien lol.) It was a rather uneventful weekend and allowed me to enjoy hanging out with my family. It was a distraction I rather needed and kept me from pacing around my house trying to burn off frustration (and avoid cleaning lol.)
(Afterthoughts)
If I can manage to get as good of sleep all week like I did last night I just may be in danger of going from exhaustion to merely tired lol.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Not quite as tasty as the turkey sausage links
Had a boring weekend, bought a bunch of dvd's and a package of tools for at my house. I am going to dedicate a short blog to those tools soon (more precisely a rant, yes that's what I said, rant) because I use tools everyday at work (cnc machinist for those who didn't know how I earn a living.)
(Afterthoughts)
The whole Ben eating hair joke went over most everyone's heads but since I know at least one girl who will have gotten that joke I didn't quote where it is from. ;)
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Do what with my butt?
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Sorry but the music is only in your head
30 pounds of turkey sausage links in the freezer,
(la la la)
30 pounds of turkey sausage links,
(la la la)
Take one down,
(la la la)
Into your throat,
(la la la)
Shove it down,
(la la la)
Slightly less than 30 pounds of turkey sausage links in the freezer.
(la la la)
(Afterthoughts)
That song sure sucked but I actually did buy that, and for only $30. I would have got more than that since $10 a box is awesome but at least I got the last 3 lol.
Sarcastic quote of the day
(Afterthoughts)
Ok, I'm a bitch, thanks for the newsflash lol.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Noooooo!, I've been replaced with an alien clone
(Afterthoughts)
We did sit outside, no way I would stay under their roof longer than necessary.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
There's surely some point to this one
(Afterthoughts)
As far as my dream, don't think I'm getting soft because I saved a kitten. In real life I would have tossed that little whirlwind of claws straight at the damn monster as soon as I could have ripped it out of its death hold on my skin. Best to open an attack on a monster with another one I always say lol.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Um, yuk?
(Afterthoughts)
Ok, although 'chicken skin pudding' is a funny concept with the vampires, the thought of eating it does turn my stomach, blech, sometimes even I wonder just what the hell I was thinking when I started typing lol.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
DIY fireball
(Afterthoughts)
I ended up being too scared to try it, lol.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Email joke I got
QUESTION:What is the truest definition of Globalization?
ANSWER:Princess Diana's death.
QUESTION:How come?
ANSWER: An English Princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a French tunnel, driving a German car with a Dutch engine, driven by a Belgian who was drunk on Scottish whiskey, followed closely by Italian Paparazzi, on Japanese motorcycles; treated by an American doctor, using Brazilian medicines.
This is sent to you by an American, using Bill Gate's technology, and you're probably reading this on your computer, that uses Taiwanese chips, and a Korean monitor, assembled by Bangladeshi workers in a Singapore plant, transported by Indian lorry-drivers, hijacked by Indonesians, unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen, and trucked to you by a Mexican illegal.....
THAT my friends, is globalization!
(Afterthoughts)
I'm not touching this one.
4th events of holiday July style
On the down side, not long after everything was over my stomach starting hurting, really really bad. The last week of vacation a while back I spent an entire week in pain, same deal, just not as long but just as bad. For those who missed out on that, I was leaning towards that assumption that my appendix may have burst a while back (that is how much pain my gut was in). But since I made a speedy recovery (took about a day) I can just block out how I was lying on the floor hating to even breathe since the tiniest movement racked my body in pain. Fun times, fun times. (Now go away memories of that lol.)
(Afterthoughts)
Um, ouch?