Skweeb

Biscuit head

Tue, 07 Oct 2003 22:02:11 GMT

Yesterday I went in late for work. I was suffering from "Ew it's Monday and I want to go to work late".

Today I rescheduled with my trainer as I had a dome ache. I fully believe that if I am PAYING for it, I should be in tip top shape when I am getting trained.

I went over to hang out with Brian today. We watched "Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation". I can think of worse things than being held hostage by Matthew McConaughey. I'm just saying....if he HAD to throw me down, you know...I mean, what could I do?

Does anyone know of anywhere cheap to buy S.A.D. therapy lights? Pricey bastards, they are.

Is it bedtime yet?

If you were caught by psychos, would they let you go if you could think of more fucked up things than they could?

Big Day

Fri, 03 Oct 2003 12:40:14 GMT

Today is going to be a busy day. I have a Yuko and then my client with the really fiddly color is coming in. And yes, those two appointments will take up my whole damn day.

Hooray! I have cramps! WOOOOOOOOO!

Today is my sister's birthday! Awwww.....yay! She's the big 1-8!

Thu, 02 Oct 2003 12:55:43 GMT

Gark...I need to make my Knotty Boy order and I have nay got the money to do it now...but I'm out of everything. Sigh.

Ok, so maybe I'm growing my hair out to get dreads. That would be the Awesome. I talked to Sonya from Hairpolice...she said maybe I could be a model in January. Woo! Well, potential woo, anyway.

I didn't go to the gym yesterday....I was enjoying doing nada. Is that wrong? Not wrong like killing someone with a spatula or sporting a mullet, but spiritually wrong?

Wed, 01 Oct 2003 19:52:51 GMT

How is it that "The Green Mile" is still the one book able to make me cry? I've read it before, I know how it ends but I still sobbed through the last few chapters of it. Sigh. So sad.

Wed, 01 Oct 2003 17:08:54 GMT

Oh yeah, and the new manager? She seems to rule. Not only did I get a day off without battle, but she offered to fetch me a smoothie. I think I love her.

Wed, 01 Oct 2003 16:51:53 GMT

Another day
Another busta wanna battle me
Another momma cryin' now her baby is a casualty

-Hed PE

Ok, new month starting and I'm trying to get my sizzelf together. In the past month of working out I have GAINED 5 pounds. And don't try to tell me it's muscle, unless my stomach has magically muscled up 5 pounds. Sigh. So I'm reexamining my eating habits. Double sigh. And I bought ephedra-free Xenadrine. I KNOW. But it's the only one that doesn't make me spastic or nauseous. And maybe it will help. Ugh. I wouldn't be so distressed but I'm shelling out $300 bucks a month to NOT gain 5 pounds. Lol.

I just angrily IMed someone for ignoring me, only to discover that he wasn't there in the first place. I hate when I do that.

I love the Bean. So much. Seriously, you guys. I never knew how awesome it would be to be with someone who actually wanted to be around you as much as you want to be around them. Like, would attempt to change their work schedule so that you could spend more time together. Go figure!

I did dreads yesterday. Non-dreadperm dreads are soooo poofy when they are done. Sigh. They just look so much more polished with the dreadperm. Damn kids.

We went out to Sweetwater last night. My filet mignon was sooooo tender......*drools*. I could eat steak alllll day long. Mmmmm...meat.

Meat is murder.

Whoa, I bought the worst toilet paper....it crumbles apart in your ass crack...what the bag? I thought it was the lotioney aloe kind, but it's a horrible trick...there is no lotion, only crumbles. Ugh. And of course I got the giant package of it. Anyone want some nasty TP?

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Ugh

Tue, 23 Sep 2003 20:04:21 GMT

We had a meeting today at work (of course, because it was my day off) and we met our new manger. She seems pretty chill, although she didn't have much to say. Actually, I'm GLAD she didn't have much to say...New Management(TM) likes to say things like "I'm hoping to turn this company around" and "I promise cookies on everyone's lunch plate" that all turns out to be a bunch of malarky and just leaves you dissappointed in the end. So Huttah for silent management!

During the course of the meeting, I also learned that Melissa did NOT miscarry, so I am completely justified in calling her a lazy ass, as she wasn't at that meeting anyway. Her friend was saying it looks like she will be spending less time on her feet, to keep this pregnancy going. Ummm....if you are going to miscarry, then it is going to happen, and standing on your head for 9 months to keep it in won't help! So Stop Being a Lazy Ass and Get to Work! I'm tired of picking up the slack, and so is everyone else! Douche!

*I realize that my previous statements may seem a bit harsh. However, if you ever met The Melissa, you would understand, and perhaps be even MORE harsh than me in your words.

Poor Bean. I insulted him a couple of times today completely by accident. Way to speak before thinking, Cija. Duhhh. I don't know why sometimes he doesn't "fucking kick" me "and then Oooh baby! She's ok!" (System of a Down) That's what happens when songs get stuck in your head!

I'm tiiiired. Sooo tireed.

Tue, 23 Sep 2003 03:19:39 GMT

So I was quite unimpressed with Hurricane Melba, or whatever it was. Bean and I sat at his momma's house watching "Gangs of New York". The movie would have been a lot better if we had considered NOT watching it on satellite, which apparently does not recieve signals during hurricanes. Go figure!

I got a couple of days off of work though, so for that, I thank you, Isabelle!

Ok, so now I DO feel like a douche. Apparently, Melissa miscarried. I'm going to hell. (There is a small part of me that is dancing a merry jig right now, however.)

I KNOW! I'm going to hell.

I only worked 3 days this week and I'm exhausted. What gives? Where is my boundless energy? Damn being old.

I'm going to bed.

Mon, 22 Sep 2003 13:47:05 GMT

Update later tonight! Huttah!

Oooh weeee oooooo

Thu, 18 Sep 2003 01:36:38 GMT

I'm watching "Stir of Echoes". *Weirded ouuut*

I'm retouching my pink place. Heh. That sounds naughty. Actually, I am talking about the top of my headpiece. My fuschia hair was cotton candy pink. I think I mixed a bit too much red in, so I may end up with rulllly rullly red hair. Heh. Actually, I'm going to go rinse now.

*back*

So the placement of this pink spot is great for rinsing...I don't get wawa in my eye and I can watch the water to see if it runs clear. Yay! Now I have water in my ear. Boo.

Laura and I went on a walk this evening....we went on the nicest path..it was so pretty. I'm down for doing that again! It's good for my Wednesday "cardio only" day. And it's relaxing!

*achoo!* Stupid allergies!

Why do scary movies with creepy kiddies freak me out the most? I hate scary kiddos.

Today I decided to take a diet pill. One of my old leftover ones from back in the day. After I took it, I remembered why I stopped taking them. 1) They rid you of anything you have eaten, might have eaten, thought about eating... 2) They make you jittery and nauseous. 3) They make you feel like you need to eat something heavy to cover them up in your stomach...to make the yucky go away. Which makes them an anti-diet pill. Ugh. 4) You feel so decidedly ass-like that you cannot go to the gym, thus remaining a fat ass. Lol. Never again.

Everybody ready for Hurricane Melba? I have to work till late...after work Bean and I are going to his parent's. We may get trapped there. But they do have food out the wazoo, so that's ok. And the awful awful birdy is gone. Yay!

Stupid loud assed phone and sales calls

Mon, 15 Sep 2003 13:29:08 GMT

Lately when the sales callers have been pestering me, I'll do this fun little trick. When they ask for someone, I'll cheerily say, "Sure, let me get them", put the phone down and continue whatever I was doing until I hear the dial tone. It's fun. Some of them hang on for a reaaalllllly long time.

My mom has decided to take up playing the recorder. One "Little Drummer Boy" solo and suddenly she's Mozart. If she starts pooing away on that thing when I visit, I'm going home. The last thing I feel like hearing is my mom blatting away to "Onward Christian Soldier".

One more workday before I have my two days off....Huttah!

Now that we are managerless, I wonder if I have more or less of a chance at getting Sundays off. Hmmm.

Who wants to come over here and drag my ass to the gym?

I have to poop.

Thu, 11 Sep 2003 13:34:33 GMT

Man, I watched like 15 minutes of 9/11 remembrance coverage and I had to turn it off. It was so unbelievably sad.

Doh. Wasn't trying to make some weird point about the groceries....just hinting at Bean to come to the store with me....I really DO hate shopping alone! Lol.

I read through old journal entries last night....probably not the best idea. Just makes me feel like a dumbass when I can look month by month at what a sucker I can be. With every guy I dated, the entries were almost exactly the same. Yay to meh to cryyyiiinngg. Lol. Yay for Bean being the cream of the crop!

*yawn*

Wed, 10 Sep 2003 21:15:13 GMT

Ok, so I DID end up going to the gym last night. *toots own horn* *Phweet!*

AND today! *Phweet phweeeet!*

I have not, however, done the laundry, cleaned up the room, gone to the grocery, called my car insurance company....

I DOOO have an excuse....part of my day was wasted taking someone I barely know to court...then I brought the Bean lunchy munchy and stayed for his whole lunch hour. Then I went to the gym and then I came home and bathed. And now I am waiting. Why? Because I fucking HATE going to the grocery by myself, paying for said groceries, then having to lug them up the stairs by myself. Can't someone help me out? I mean, shit! If I'm buying stuff for other people, then other people should suffer through the process as well. Hmmph!

*continues waiting*

I am THAT evil?

Tue, 09 Sep 2003 22:49:54 GMT

I have to ask, because my mother is making me feel as though I am. Her whole Christianity Rules! (TM) kick has gotten WAY out of control...she is one step away from Tammy Faye Baker-ing me right off the deep end. I am all for each and every one of us finding our own spiritual way. Humans are innately spiritual beings, but for the love of Bob, let me do it on my own and in my own time! I was a good Church-going Episcopalian all through high school, even while I learned about other religions. When the time seemed right (and the parties lasted too long) I stopped going. I didn't immediately join the Dark Side and begin sacrificing virgins, I just stopped wondering about God and started wondering about other things. Eventually I went back to learning about other religions and realized that when they were all laid out to their barest essentials, they were all pretty much the same. So who's to say which one is more right(eous) than another? My mother is feeling "pressed for time" because of THE RAPTURE. She is desperate to see me convert to full Christianity, to accept Jesus as my Savior, world without end, Amen. And you know what? I probably wouldn't have a problem with that but for the fact that up until about 5 minutes ago, my mother was lighting incense, shunning church and meditating. Now I'm the one who's going to hell. And she lets me know on a daily basis that this is true. I loathe being cajoled into doing things...I have a brain, let it do it's thing. I think that God knows where my head is at, no matter where I am. Now my sister has let my mother know that she wants to start over with a clean slate as a Christian. So I am the last one who my mother needs to save. Who will save me from her endless preaching??? She's become almost Evangelical in her approach. Doesn't she know that Anton LaVey was an Evangelist first? See what happens??

Ok, that paragraphless ramble is complete. Now let me begin my next rant....

Melissa the cunt is pregnant. About 4 weeks pregnant at this point. So WHY is she wearing maternity shirts??? We had a meeting at work today where we learned that our manager was no longer with the company..no goodbyes, no last weeks, but I could not absorb this staggering news because I couldn't stop watching her sitting there with her "belly" hanging out. When she walked, it wiggled. Preggo bellies DO NOT wiggle. That, oh Best Beloved, is a fried chicken gut. Hmmph.

I also did not go to the gym today. I'm trying to tell myself that I will go later tonight. I think I missed my window.

*end transmission*

Tue, 02 Sep 2003 23:01:28 GMT

I worked with weights with my trainer for the first time today. It's amazing to realize how fucked up you are when someone else is watching you. It's like everything I was supposed to be doing is the opposite of what I've always done. Looks like I shoulda gotten a trainer years ago!! Huttah for getting buff!! To hype myself for buffdom, I bought a new pair of skips, some sports bras (that should actually SUPPORT my jubblies, not just smoosh them) and a CD player that I am praying will not skip my workout mixes. (The other one wasn't supposed to, but it does and I hate it. Today it skipped relentlessly on the breakdown part of Pantera's "Domination"...that's the part where I really get hyped!!!) This will have to be the end of my spending for a while....I need to save up for our move and I really can't spare the cash on any more of my jibba jabba. So no more AMAZON!! *sits on hands*

*fidgets...reaching for mouse...*

NO! No more stuff! Stop buying things!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH........

Mon, 01 Sep 2003 01:29:37 GMT

And so another busy day at the salon comes to a close. I hustled and or bustled my way home and then Jay and I went to the Macaroni Grille. (Is there an 'e' on the end of that? If not then there damn well should be! Hmm!) Hoorah for restaurants that give you big blank sheets of paper for tablecloths and a handful of crayons. I drew and ate to my hearts content. I find it amusing that everything you write on there is something you secretly WANT to be seen, but the wait staff couldn't give two shits what you wrote...they just throw it all out when you leave. I bet that they think we're all assholes. Heh.

After partaking in the Grill'e', we went to Giant to get some of my "good" foods for my new week of training. I got macked on by the creepy checkout guy. Ugh. He was weird. I was not happy. Hoowlech. I need a nap. I am distracted by conversation. Going away now.

Oh yeah, and WAHHHHHH!!!! Why do I have to work tommorrow?????? When I could be cuddling my Bean???

He's just fuzzy wuzzy adorable

Sat, 30 Aug 2003 13:59:44 GMT

Prepare your bladder for imminent release!

Bean and I are watching our "Invader Zim" collection. *contented sigh*

I also ate pizza for breakfast. Mmmm. Now I'm ready to go back to bed. But I have to go to work. Sigh.

Today is a zooey day at work. Hopefully it will go smoothly.

My friend made appointments with me. I hope she realizes that I have to charge her. Sigh. People always get sour when I have to charge. But it's my JOB.

Sigh.

Fri, 29 Aug 2003 13:22:34 GMT

Ahhh Friday, better known to me as Tuesday. At least it's casual day so I can wear my jeans. I wonder if I'll get in trouble for wearing sneakers? Dare I try? MMM...sneakers.

I just finished reading "The Black House", Stephen King and Peter Straub's sequel to "The Talisman". I ruled. Of course. I was nervous at first though...I didn't enjoy how the first part of the book was written.

Why do I always run out of interesting things to say when I finally post in my journal? Bah!!

yawn

Mon, 25 Aug 2003 15:15:33 GMT

Ok, children...I, your faithful writer, have had a severe case of the death for the past two days. As in, trying not to mess myself death. Yeah, I said it, what? Anyway, let's keep in mind that I was working that whole time. While trying not to mess myself. So all I asked yesterday was that Melissa the cunt stay for ONE client who I was unable to get in touch with to see if she could come in early. Did she do it? No. So I stayed all day (and shit no less than 7 times) and waited. When the boss came in, I went the fuck off. The result? I am laying in bed right now as opposed to taking a shower. No, I didn't get fired, I got the day off. Heh. SOooooo....yay!

AND..Bean CLEANED. Our room looks sooooo nice. *contented sigh*

And my sis is in college. Oh my BOB!

I spend too much damned money

Thu, 21 Aug 2003 13:57:03 GMT

Ok, so Amazon.com is the newest vampiric drain on my funds. After purchasing a buttload of Steven King books (which I will have my nose buried in for months, regardless of whether I've read them before) I went back on last night in search of a DVD player. Well, one cannot purchase a DVD player without a proper supply of cheesy horror films. (I'd like to give mad props to Evil Jaerb who saved me much mental anguish by remembering the name of the film "Galactic Gigolo". I could not remember what that movie was called to save my life. So of course I bought it. Heh. But on VHS...I canna find it on DVD.) So anyway, I went a little nuts (although I did save myself a bit by deciding against the "Bucket of Blood/Attack of the Giant Leeches" combo.) and bought a lot. Now I just sit back and wait for the packages to arrive. YAY! Go supersaver shipping!

Tue, 19 Aug 2003 16:38:17 GMT

Who got to sleep until 12? Hmm?? Well you silly, it's meeee! I feel rested. Now I am working hard to drag my ass out of bed from under this laptop to take a shower. I am driving down to Fredbg today for dinner with gramma as well as some overdue visiting. Wheeedoggies!

Fri, 15 Aug 2003 02:40:00 GMT

Ok, so I just read this article on msn.com about the blackout and this one particular bit struck me as wildly hilarious...
CHILLING IN CANADA
Canadians crowded outdoor patios, awaited patiently for subways to resume and even chipped in to help direct traffic as Toronto, the country’s most populous city, ground to a halt.
“This is the time to be chipper, people,” yelled Dan Parkinson before rallying stranded commuters downtown in a rendition of “You’re the One that I Want” from the rock musical “Grease.”
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Ok, now I'd like you all to imagine please that you are stranded in 90 degree heat with no way home and suddenly some douchebag is singing "I've got chiillllss, they're multiplying...and I'm loooosing contro-wol...'cause the power you're supplying...it's ELECTRIFYING!!"

Bean's response? "Fuck the Canooks". I may have spelled that incorrectly. If I did, you may fuck off. I'm tired.

Man I hate and love people all at the same time.

DAMNNNNN

Thu, 14 Aug 2003 14:00:02 GMT

So I decided that since I am an unsuccessful tanner that it was back to the Mystic spray tan booth...I shelled out my 14 bucks, got sprayed, then walked out into massssssiiiivvvee rain. Now I look like a tiger. Fuuuddddgggggeeee.

Preordered my new Dark Tower book. Fina-fucking-ly. I've forgotten the rest of the damn series. So I also ordered them. Lol. Yay Amazon...books are less than a dollar, then you get raped on shipping. Woo!

Thu, 14 Aug 2003 00:28:28 GMT

Today I went to the Signature theater to do some cuts for the show...I miss the theater so much, I want to mess myself.

I went to get sprayed with fake tan. I walked out into a torrential downpour. Dude, please don't let me turn out spotty.

I'm watching the Jenna Jameson story on E! If I were a stripper, I would feel so hot. Heh.

Again, I have a lot to say but I'm so damn tired.

Tue, 12 Aug 2003 02:21:36 GMT

Ohh so tired. I have stuff to say, but I'm too tired now.