Monday, January 30, 2006

another good list

from, here's a list of 100 things every man should know about women. it's pretty ON most of the time.. here'sthe link.

and here's the list for people who can't connect to that *COUGHKATIECOUGH* for some reason:
100. Girls enjoy always having something kind of wrong, like a headache or cramping or something. Remember: No matter how bad it sounds, she’s going to outlive you.

99. Most women will not have sex for the first time with a guy unless their legs are shaved. If your date shows up and you spot stubble, she’s trying to keep herself in line.

98. No matter how much she reassures you, if you can’t get a hard-on she assumes you’re not attracted to her.

97. Beware of your girlfriend's single party friend or gay bud. They want her to be single with them and will encourage any bad behavior as often as possible.

96. Jewelry. Now you always knkow what to get her for a last-minute gift.

95. The sight of you in your socks and underwear is the biggest turnoff in the world.

94. Never trust a girl who has no girlfriends. She doesn’t get along with other women because she’s either bat-shit crazy or just plain mean.

93. Girls who say, “I love sports!” are lying. Girls who ask you what time the game is on, without specifying which game they’re talking about, are not.

92. A random hookup is more likely to result in pregnancy, because a woman has more sex when she’s most fertile.

91. She still has all the love letters and cards from her past boyfriends.

90. Just started dating? Women want you to drive, even if it’s their car.

89. A girl would prefer to get a $100 gift from Tiffany & Co. than a $500 gift from Fortunoff. Why? Because her friends will ask where she got it.

88. “If I give you my number on Friday, Tuesday and Wednesday are your best bets to score a date. Monday is too desperate, Thursday is too late.”—Claire, 27

87. Your female coworkers are obsessed with the fact that on average they receive less pay than male counterparts—and the fact that they work less overtime and get pregnant is irrelevant to the discussion.

86. Laying a towel down over the wet spot is like putting your jacket over a mud puddle for her, you noble bastard.

85. A recent study revealed that natural blondes could be extinct in 200 years, so unless she’s Norwegian, her towhead might be bottled.

84. Sixteen percent of American men have been with a prostitute—scientific proof most women are decent in bed.

83. Women always want to believe what you’re saying is true.

82. What do women really want in bed? More blankets. They get colder than men.

81. The threesome is not about you; it’s about the two girls. If you’re lucky enough to score one with your girlfriend, enjoy sex with the other one because there’s a good chance it’ll end the relationship.

80. If women have an excuse to take a pill, they’ll take it.

79. Never trust the woman who gives you the best blow job you’ve ever had.

78. “I hate when my boyfriend is sweaty and tries to lie down on top of me or cuddle after I’ve come. Wait five minutes.”—Erin, 21

77. The average woman kisses 79 men before getting married.

76. She hates your Xbox more than she lets on. Blow her off for some gaming and she’ll soon stop wasting time on a dork like you.

75. Women who are obsessed with their dogs also like to keep their men on a short leash.

74. “Girls who buy their men lap dances and pretend to enjoy it are kidding themselves. They’re trying to keep him happy with some controlled freedom.”—Suzy, 31

73. Over the course of her life, a woman will use 10 men for every one she loves. If you lent her your car or helped her move and didn't get laid, you're one of the 10.

72. During emergencies, women are likely to remain calmer than men. Though it should be noted that inventing minor crises on a weekly basis gives them more practice.

71. “Women grow hairs in a lot of the same places that men do—lower abdomen, nipples—we just get rid of them.”—Katie, 26

70. Unless they’re lesbians, she won’t approve of your hanging out with other girls. Even if they’re ugly. And, really, even if they’re lesbians.

69. If you have something to hide, she’ll find it.

68. Eighty-five: The number of males per 100 females in Gary, Indiana, lowest male-to-female ratio of any city with a population of 100,000-plus. The highest male-to-female ratio is in Salinas, California: 114 males for every 100 females.

67. Kiss her before two dates have gone by or you’ll be “friended.”

66. They can't live without tension. Every once in a while she's gonna pick a fight with you for no reason. Accept this as a running, inevitable theme and your relationship will make a lot more sense.

65. The most painless way to end an argument: Let her win.

64. An online dating service’s survey found that a woman’s ideal man has brown hair and blue eyes.

63. In the U.S., 21 percent of women ages 18 to 59 hold out for their honeymoon.

62. A British study claims a woman’s chances of getting married drop by 40 percent for every 16-point rise in her IQ. The same increase in IQ for a man boosted his chances of getting married by 35 percent.

61. When a woman tells you her problems, she does not want you to offer solutions.

60. Women often cite manhandling of breasts as the biggest foreplay faux pas.

59. “When I’m drunk, I can’t come. Not even with a vibrator.”—Lauren, 35

58. If they're going to do it, most wives cheat between the ages of 18 and 29.

57. Most women think they’re better drivers than they are. Don’t point this out while she’s at the wheel or she’ll freak and crash.

56. Women ingest about half the lipstick they apply, which means they eat approximately one to three sticks per year.

54. A woman might say she just wants sex, but sleep with her for a while and she’ll change her tune. “I’ve known so many women who think they can pull this off, but they always develop feelings for the guy,” says Evie, 22.

53. According to the American Association of Facial Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery, Angelina Jolie’s lips were the most requested celebrity feature among all female patients in 2004.

52. Despite always complimenting another woman’s short haircut, she secretly celebrates having one less competitor, since men prefer long hair.

51. Don’t call her “cute.” In her mind it’s the same as “not vomit-inducing.” “Sexy,” OK. “Hot,” yes. “Fucking awesome,” only if she’s at least slightly buzzed.

50. Women often buy shoes a size or two small because they’re in denial about the size of their feet—which they can’t stand.

49. They dream of one day peeing in a urinal.

48. Women know where they stand looks-wise but worry about being considered cool, about which they’re unsure.

47. According to the U.S. Bureau of Statistics, 23 percent of 18- to 34-year-old women live with their parents, versus 31 percent of you losers.

46. Women want to talk dirty, but they’re afraid you won’t respect them in the morning. Reassure her that letting go in bed doesn’t make her less classy and she’ll probably go wild. Jäger helps.

45. Twenty-three percent of this magazine’s readers are women.

44. A psycho jealous girl will do anything to keep her man—including anal.

41. If she suddenly cuts her hair short, it might mean she no longer cares what you think of her. But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t care about someone else’s opinion.

40. About half of all brides will lose a good friend over a ridiculous bridesmaid squabble.

39. It never hurts to say you're sorry, even if you don't mean it.

38. Let her beat you at something once in a while—poker, chess, Ping-Pong—and she’ll be more likely to give you what you want, like some peace and quiet.

37. Women’s public bathrooms are about three times more disgusting than men’s.

36. “At one point or another, I’ve gone through your things looking for any evidence from past relationships. I’m talking photographs, postcards, mementos, address books, diaries. If you don’t like it, get rid of this stuff before letting me in your apartment. It’s not about trust; it’s about curiosity, and it drives us crazy till it’s been satiated.”—Caroline, 28

35. Like you, girls hate nothing more than a clingy partner who needs them every eight seconds.

34. Chick rock strikes a deeply primal chord inside women while simultaneously revolting men. Just sit back and let her sing the Sarah McLachlan or Ani DiFranco song. It’s only about four minutes long.

33. The average woman owns eight bras and wears each one five times before washing. Shasta!

32. Girls will not sit on any toilet outside their own home or a five-star hotel. Everywhere else they’re hovering above the toilet in a squat.

31. Got a new girl coming over? Your (tidy) bathroom should include clean linen, a box of Puffs Plus, and several full rolls of TP.

30. “Don’t caress our faces while we’re kissing, unless you really, really, really like us.”—Rachel, 21

29. On a first date, women never order what they really want to eat.

28. Breast augmentation surgery has grown by 257 percent since 1997. The most popular size? C-cup. As if you didn’t know.

27. Gain her trust when you’re out by calling her at 10 P.M. She’ll go to bed content you’re thinking of her, even if you’re slurping Jell-O shots off some skank’s cleavage.

26. Put down the Drakkar and grab a box of Good & Plenty. Women are turned on by the scent of black licorice.

25. At least one of her friends wants to sleep with you.

24. A good but flawed man is a fixer-upper gem, and women love nothing more than home improvements.

23. Every woman is self-conscious about her ass. Tell her you love her ass and you’ll see it more often.

22. If you want more sex, tell your girl an attractive woman hit on you that day. Sixty percent of the time, it works every time.

21. More than half of surveyed females between 18 and 25 would prefer to be run over by a truck than be fat.

20. All women think they’re smarter than their partners in some significant way.

19. The more piercings she has, the more places she’ll let you put it.

18. Once in a while, let her pick the movie and don't complain about it.

17. Any good woman will tell ya, honesty is not always the best policy.

16. Chicks aren’t afraid to get kinky; you just have to have the nerve to ask.

15. Girls don’t want to date doormats. So make her proud and refuse to give up bowling night with the guys.

14. Don't take a woman to a concert you really want to see—she'll just want to leave early.

13. “Women appreciate a big penis, but having one doesn’t give you an excuse to suck at foreplay.”—Elena, 28

12. Studies show women are more attracted to “macho” guys near ovulation. The rest of the month, they’re drawn to “good providers,” otherwise known as chumps.

11. She likes one of your friends.

10. Ugly girls like to hang out with pretty girls because it makes them feel like they're more attractive. Pretty girls hang out with ugly girls for the same reason.

9. The minute she decides she’s even mildly interested in you, she starts making mental pictures of what your kids would look like and imagining her first name with your last.

8. Sixty percent of women in the United States color their hair, according to L’Oréal (who are obviously hoping they can peer-pressure the other 40 percent).

7. Dated a stripper? Keep your mouth shut, stupid.

6. Rub a sheet of medium-grade sandpaper across your face. That’s your five o’clock shadow when you kiss her. Now rub that sandpaper on your inner thigh. (Mind you, we’re not suggesting you shave.)

5. Female serial killers tend to use poison rather than guns or knives.

4. Foghat’s “Slow Ride” is not about a trip in the car. Get the hint?

3. The one breakup line she’ll never be able to argue you out of: “I’m sorry, but I no longer have feelings for you.”

2. Buying a present for your girl? She’ll hate it (and you) if she finds out you took along another woman to help pick it out.

1. You'll probably never know how many guys she's slept with. The standard lie is five. Which really means about 12.

oh gnarly.

well it was another ho hum weekend. friday night was an average night at the brush. i made a lot of money, but nothing special happened. played the old poker on friday night and ended up winning 18 bucks after me and carmen decided to cash out when it came down to the two of us. that game is starting to get old. oh! and apparently while it is true that after two bottles of wine i play much better poker, it is also true that i turn mean and yesterday brian the dj/cook was sure to let me know that little fact. well, that sucks. either i lose money or i lose respect. *sigh*

saturday worked some mo' and made like 97 bucks! that was awesome considering i had a small section, and i messed up TWO tables' orders. how could i forget to ring in someone's food two times in a ROW? ah, well i still made 25 bucks off of those two tables combined. :) then saturday night i just went home and went to sleep. i'm a good girl like that. sunday was ANOTHER work day. but i got out at 3 and played lazer tag with a buddy of mine at the brush. we kicked some major ass. there is something invigorating about chasing around a bunch of 11 year old boys with a lazer gun and shooting them as much as i possibly can. i was on a team of four against 2 other teams of 7 each. my team each scored over 2000 points and no one on any other team scored that high. we RULED. yea.

i was SUPPOSED to go out for drinks with a certain ryan from myspace. but i guess he had something more important to do since he never called me back. WTF. oh well. i'm really not upset about it, i'm starting to get used to it. that's ok because i had a lot of fun at the OH GEE (olive garden) with katie, daniel, andrea and dave. mmmm.... stuffed chicken marsala is muy bueno. plus, katie brought me a sweet appalachian hoodie with a tiiiiny little neck. i will fix this.

then i headed to the phaups for a little spade action. brian the dj/cook and i whooped some butt. we have never beat carmen and satterfield. never. but last night we beat them by i believe around 500 points. that is impressive i must say. i myself got one nil, and helped bust 2 of satterfield's nils (one was a double nil). it was invigorating, like laser tagging 11 year old boys. hahaha. that just doesn't sound right.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

mm hmm.

so tuesday night was the big Whoopacog Annual Meeting. only the big dogs and us the lowly employees were invited. it was a swanky event with councilmen, city and town managers, and a mayor or two. the object of the WhooPaCOG annual meeting is to get everyone together once a year and mingle. that's it. mingle. that's the whole point. well, those of you who know me, know that i don't like to mingle with people i don't know. (unless they're hot) but seriously the idea of walking around talking to bunch of rich old white people and trying to sound smart and like i care really just doesn't sound like any fun at all. i mainly just stick to my coworkers. they at least have a sense of humor. well anyways that's why i volunteered to be official staff photographer for the night. john marshall also volunteered, but he got stuck taking pics of all the people i don't know. at least there was an open bar, so i had 2 rum and cokes and a cranberry and vodka. mmmmm...
well, after a few hours of this, the suffering was ended and a bunch of us cool kids (i'm in the cool crowd, that's how UNCOOL this meeting was) we went to the tap room and proceeded to drink! throughout the night i had five mixed drinks and wasn't even tipsy.. that's sad. or i might have been tipsy and didn't realize it because somehow my hose got runny by the end of the night. right when we were about to leave, manly matt came in with some ho. i was saddened to say the least. but hey, i'm not messing around with him, i just like to look, so it didn't really bother me that much. he did tell me the next day that she was just a friend.. like i care..(right!!!). :)

me and laurie looking weird.

at least i was sexy that night! john took this pic at the tap room. then i found a picture on our shared drive from last year's meeting and BOY was i thick. it made me feel good considering i don't even feel like i've lost any weight.

so that was tuesday.
yesterday i almost got a ticket! i was driving back from lunch, and i pass the police station on my way. well, this popo kept following me, he turned down the street my job is on, then he turned in the same parking lot, then he pulled up right behind me when i parked! i'm freaking out! but his lights aren't on, so it can't be bad right? well when i got out he said "you know your tag's expired right?" *FUCK* is what went through my mind. when did this happen! that's bullshit. (i cuss a lot in my head). so i put on a shocked expression, because i really didn't know. and looked and sure enough, it expired in november. YIPPY. so i said, "wow, i didn't even realize it, i thought they were supposed to mail you another one or at least a notice or something!"
he told me they usually do, but it must have gotten lost in the mail or something. then my bosses pulled up in the spot next to me. the popo asked me if i knew where the tag office was and i told him no, but that's my boss in that car and i bet he knows. anywho since i'm a girl and i'm slightly cute and he was a young popo and obviously hadn't gotten any lately, he let me go. then i went and got that shit fixed. boy was i freaking out!! stupid post office won't forward shit from the DMV. and since my permanent address is still on my registration, it got sent to my mom's and then returned because stuff is forwarded from my mom's. aarrh.

so anywho then last night at work was actually fun for the most part. it was busy for a wednesday. dustin was pleasant and the flirting was good. matt was.. well.. matt. and everything went pretty smooth. i was closing, so i had to stay butt ass late because a bunch of bar people came in at like 930. but hey, it happens. i made 70 bucks last night. that is AWESOME for a wednesday. i sometimes don't even make that on a friday. straight into savings!

tonight i'm going to try to go on that blind date again. he had to cancel monday because he had to work late.. *sigh*

Monday, January 23, 2006

a few random things.

first of all, i was doing an google image search for pictures of the new saturn sky car today, and this was one that i found:

yes, that's right, he does have a mullet. heheheh. i love mullets. and i'm loving this new car. it's the first ever saturn convertable. and it'll be available soon! so in like 3 years, i could get a nice used one! or at least i can dream.

also: panthers fans, don't let yourself end up like this guy:

i was talking to my mommy on the phone today and i swear this is what she said:
"i had a colonostomy today, and my throat is KILLING me". hehehehe. see, she had the colonostomy and then they did a throat ostomy thinggy, whatever it's called. but that's not how she said it.

hee hee hee! good stuff.

title. (imaginative i know)

well, another monday, another dreary sleepy blog about my weekend... actually this weekend was relatively quiet compared to normal.. i mean work was busy, but play was not. friday night was excruciatingly busy at the brush. i thought i would die around 10pm when the smoking section was FULL and i was the only server left on. i mean, i'm good, but i'm not THAT good. at least the tips were decent. and fridays i get to close, so i don't have to sink to the degrading task of rolling silverware. and i didn't have to clean up the waitstation either, since i was too damn busy. then i met my old roomie, Nick at the Tap Room for a couple drinks with him, his friend jailbait dylan, and my buddy josh (manly matt's bro) from sagebrush. it was a good time, just sat around having a couple beverages and talking smack and reliving the "cream of chicken rice" era in my life. me and nick lived for months off of cream of chicken soup rice, free arby's and free mcdonald's. not healthy, but it's the way college students survive sometimes.
then i went home and to sleep.. alone.
saturday i went to look at a 3rd condo. it was totally blah. nothing special at all. i really think i would be best to go with the first one i looked at. it just felt like me.. it fit me, and it felt like home. a little paint and it would be home. my next step is to just convince myself that i want to stay there for 10 years. hmm...
then comes saturday at the brush. i absolutely HATE going in there at 3 on saturdays. why? because for some STUPID reason, they only have ONE person serving from 3 til 4.30. an hour and a half and i'm the only person serving. that's stupid. it would be fine during the week, but on saturdays, people are especially retarded and think eating at 3 pm is a good deal. what the fuck is wrong with people? anywho so i always get crazy busy from 3 til about 5 when everyone gets there. then i go for about 30 minutes with no tables, then i get slammed again. this saturday was even more crazy busy than friday night. we had a wait at the door til 9.30. 9:30!! that never happens. oh, and dustin was there. he is back to working at the brush and saturday night he was window/expo person. so i spent a lot of time in the kitchen running food. truthfully we didn't talk much, but he was just being quiet because he was on perkiset for his headaches, so i didn't feel bad having not talked to him. i was incredibly whooped saturday night when i left at 11 pm. i went straight to carmen and satt's and we watched a movie and went to sleep. exciting! actually it was nice to not have to stay up late and play poker. i had fun. then sunday i did pretty much nothing. work was slow due to the game.
it sucks the p's lost and all, but i don't have to wash a car now, so i'm happy.
tonight i have a blind date. a blind date with a guy from myspace. ... crazy? yes. i don't have any expectations, i'm just going with the flow. whatever happens, happens.
i'm so tired. i was dumb last night and drank wild cherry pepsi at 9 oclock. stupid caffeine.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

doh! i've been tagged (wish that was a good thing :))

Four jobs you've had in your life:
1. BusPERSON in a seafood restaurant in kannapolis, nc. this is the nastiest job ever. it's probably the reason why i don't eat seafood now. (closed down)
2. Pizza tosser/sautee chef/assistant manager at Big Pauli's in Boone. (closed down) awesome job for a 19 year old! cheap beer, paid myself in cash every night! free food, boss worked for mafia, good times!
3. Intern for Queen Anne's Revenge Project. did GIS work for the archaeologists who are excavating Blackbeard's flagship, the Queen Anne's Revenge. coolest. internship. ever.
4. GIS Technician, WPCOG. current job, first "real job". it's cool... for now...

Four movies you could watch over and over:
1. Pirates of the Caribbean
2. Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope
3. Phantom of the Opera
4. Dirty Dancing (hello, female)

Four places you've lived:
1. Bradenton, FL
2. Boone, NC
3. Morehead City/Atlantic Beach, NC
4. Hickory, NC

Four TV shows you love to watch:
1. American Idol (yes, i'm a dork, get over it)
2. Six Feet Under (:()
3. ER
4. Friends

Four places you've been on vacation:
1. Dublin, Ireland
2. Nassau, Bahamas
3. Santa Barbara, CA
4. Rome, NY

Four blogs you visit daily:
1. Katie Bonk
2. The Pig's Tales
3. Pink is the new blog
4. Dooce

Four of your favorite foods:
1. Steak, all kinds. preferably NY Strip or Ribeye.
2. Burrito El Paso.
3. Pretty much any kind of spaghetti.
4. Chocolate/Cake Batter Ice Cream Shake from Cold Stone.

Four places you'd rather be:
1. Southern California.
2. Asleep on my bed with something or someone to snuggle up to.
3. Playing Spades.
4. At the super bowl and the Bucs are about to win!

Four cds you can't live without:
1. Avett Brothers - Mignonette
2. Sublime - 40 oz to Freedom
3. MC Chris - Eating's not Cheating
4. Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack

Four vehicles you've owned:
1. 1979 Bonneville (Melvin) spraypainted with flames and people's drawings, a legend at south rowan high school.
2. 1988 Mustang (Boo Radley/Scout) had a sex change after i nearly totalled it and had to be a part red/part blue beauty. is now a drag car!
3. 1982 Datsun Station Wagon (Leroy) My college Car, got me around in the snow, had a skull gear shifter knob, looked similar to garth's pacer, it was a glorious piece of metal and i miss it dearly. died and currently rests in the junkyard next to carol's game room in kannapolis.
4. 2003 Saturn Ion Quad Coupe (the Black Pearl) my baby.

I don't have any blogs to tag, so I'll just tag Carmen and Sam, who knows if they'll respond.

bippity blahpitty poo.

i really really want to buy the condo. the first one i looked at. i like it a lot. and i want to decorate it with maps and stars and pirates. i'm thinking pirates for the bathroom. yea. i also want to buy a guitar, and get a doggie, and go to the cayman islands, and go to florida. so much stuff to do, so much money to spend. how will i pull it all off? hopefully my tax refund will be the shit. just waiting on my brush W-2. oh and i also want a new bed. the one i have is decent and super comfy, but it's getting old, and it's just not grown up. i'm an adult now and deserve an adult bed. here's a really nice one for only $400. when i move i want to paint all of my crappy old bedroom furniture.
had a great weekend i must say. so many people came to visit me! that includes sam, b, mandy, james, and sarah. played poker and taboo. got plenty of sleep, made some good money at the brush. speaking of that, i'm still 980 dollars away from my goal. and i want to stay til i reach that. especially if i'm going to be buying a condo, i'll need extra cash. oh, and dustin may actually be working at the brush again. that ought to provide me with a little entertainment.. i wonder if i can make him jealous and cause him to pay attention to me.. or maybe he'll just read this blog and decide to pay attention to me.. eh, either way.

oh! and on Monday guess who randomly decided to im me? guess!!! i said guess! i'm not going to tell you! ok. ok. i will, it was dr. boone. he decided to be cool and be nice and we actually caught up a little and were very civil. i didn't get mad at anything he said, and i don't think he got mad at anything i said. so that's good. it's nice to be able to be friends with someone who BROKE YOUR HEART. but then again, i'm becoming friends again with my ex beau adam p.p., who was my actual first love. and i think we'll be playing spades with the phaups sometime soon! woohoo!!

i'd just like to say for the record, i LOVE johnny depp. i'm sure you know this by now. i think he is one of the best looking if not THE best looking man on the planet. but i just saw pictures of him at the golden globes.. and he is looking.. well.. scruffy:
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i'm so sad about that. ah well. he's still sexy.

Friday, January 13, 2006


i don't really have anything important to say today. but i haven't blogged much this week, so i'm going to.
i think i really want to buy the condo i looked at! i'm going to look at another one on tuesday, but it doesn't have a hot tub! i finally talked to andrea about it and she seems cool, i just have to help her find a new roomie! how the hell am i going to do that?
tonight i will be playing poker, big surprise eh? sam is coming up to play though, so it'll be a little diff than the norm. i hope this helps him get over his estranged girl!

i may be going skiing monday with my brother.. who knows. i may be going on a blind date on sunday night or something.. who knows. let's see what else.. um..
i'm tired of typing.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

i got bored at work today

thank god for gorilla mask, or else i wouldn't know about this.

i made a couple!

the end of the world

and eyeball.

now you make some, and send them to me!

Monday, January 09, 2006

what i really believe. (for those of you who don't know)

i want to tell you my view of religion. i'm not trying to start anything here, but recently it has come to my attention that some people out there may be mistaken about my beliefs. and that bothers me.

first of all i want to say that there is NOTHING, NOTHING out there that i absolutely refuse to believe in. but i have for the last 8 years or so claimed agnosticism as my "religion". this is not because i don't believe in god. this is not because i'm really an athiest, but want to be considered "unique". that's crap. i claim agnosticism because of what agnosticism is about. according to wikipedia: "Agnostics may claim that it isn't possible to have absolute or certain spiritual knowledge or, alternatively, that while certainty may be possible, they personally have no such knowledge." I personally have no such knowledge.

i haven't found god is basically what i'm saying. the truth is i envy people that can absolutely believe in God. or Jah, or Allah, or whatever. that means they have something wonderful and fulfilling in their life, that no matter how bad things get in life, they have the backing of their beliefs and they have that positive, spiritual presense to look to. i don't. i can't help the way i was raised. i can't help the fact that no one in my family has ever sat down and said to me: "yes, there is a God, and he loves you." sure, i've gone to church with my grandparents and with friends. and i have paid attention. i've had plenty of people preach to me, and i have listened. but nothing has hit me the way it should for me to believe and to have that fulfilment that comes with belief.

i do however believe that one day, i could believe. i think it's possible for someone to make that much of an impact on my life, and that they could be the one to show me there is a God, and that he loves me.

all it takes is a little patience. and love.

keeping up with resolutions

i'm still trying hard to keep up with my resolution to be happy. but it's difficult when boys act weird. it sucks that i have to try. but i'm forcing myself to let go of that feeling of "well, does he like me, or doesn't he?" "sometimes he acts like he does, then a few days later, he acts like he doesn't". ick. i hate being a girl sometimes. guys don't think about this shit, i think... at least i hope they don't. if men acted half as crazy as women, it'd be complete anarchy. all i'm saying is, i'm trying to not let things get to me. i'm content being me, and i'm content with whatever happens this week or the next.. and so on. if boys want to act weird, so be it. it doesn't help though that i have people saying things to make me feel so good about the situation, then when i'm faced with the situation, it's completely and utterly not like what was suggested. *sigh*. i know i'm not making a whole lot of sense right now. but that's the way life is right now. non-senseical whoseit happenings..

also staying happy is difficult when the people i work with do the thing where they walk up to my desk and say assinine shit like "yea, how bout them panthers? too bad your bucs got an ass whoopin"
pssht. first of all, it was not an "ass whoopin". the panthers put an ass whoopin on the giants. the redskins just got lucky. all points scored were because of their defense. but it doesn't matter because next week they will be taken out by the seahawks.

ok enough football talk, i may be boring some of you.

the weekend:
friday night i won at poker: $32.00
saturday night i broke even.
sunday i watched football with katie daniel and erica.
sunday night i lost horribly at spades.

that's that. working tonight.

Friday, January 06, 2006

rob the jewelry store and tell em make me a grill.

you know what? donnie darko is a REALLY good movie. the thing is you have to watch it a couple of times before you really understand EVERYTHING that's going on, but once you do, wow. jake gyllenhall is superb in this. it's so deep and charismatic, it deserves more recognition than it gets.
my favorite line:
Donnie: "Why are you wearing that stupid bunny suit?"
Frank the Bunny: "Why are you wearing that stupid human suit?"

"Every living thing on the planet dies alone".. now that one's a little depressing!

I am SERIOUSLY considering this condo biznazzz.. i just really need to talk to andrea. but it's tough. i need to find the time, and find a way to break it to her easy.. *sigh*
there's also the problem of, "can i really afford this?"
well i can.. but i'll be poor. unless.... unless i stay at the brush a little longer..
OR i could find someone in hickory who wants to rent a room from me! know anyone looking to live in supercool condo with me? hot tub! the 2nd bedroom is pretty big, too!

it's going to be an interesting year, i can tell you that already.

work tonight better be REALLY f'ing busy. or else i'm going to be sad and not want to play poker tonight. but i'm sure i will, i'm just saying.

poker! tee hee!

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

new year's weekend: part 2

i almost forgot to mention that thursday night me, carmen, dustin and sattercrunk played spades. me and carmen went down flaming unfortunately. but hey it's all good at least i got to "play". hehehe.

ok anyways so we played poker friday night, and then saturday morning me and carmen went to look at this condo. i have been for a while considering purchasing a condo. not that i can afford it or anything, but i really want my own place, and i may as well give this a shot. well, this condo rocks. the decorating style is old lady awful. i'm talking off white wallpaper with flowerdy bordering. so bad that my step mother loved it. when a woman with a mullet loves your wallpaper, it's time to redecorate. anywho it's really nice other than that. mirrors everywhere, 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, nice closets, closed in back porch, and the best part, HOT TUB. oh yea. this is a sweet sweet deal and i'm really really thinking about this.. i just have to figure out how to break the news to my roomie. she's going to be crushed, but i have to do it. with my own place i can finally get a pug! or at least a kittie, like cheddar.

well back to the weekend! after this, carmen and i drove up to my dad's in lansing. that's the mountains, ashe county. it's a LONG drive. back ass country curvy mountain roads. there is no reason why i would ever want to live somewhere where you have to drive 30 minutes to get to a grocery store. no. and the driveway up to my dad's? shitty to say the least. my car is low, and therefore doesn't like bumpy ass mountain gravel driveways. well visiting my dad's house was just like always. my step brother was an annoying lying 18 year old asshole. my step mom was her usual transparent mullet-yeilding, nascar-loving, drug-addicted, skankorama. and of course my own brother was a drunken, sleazeoid, waste of human existense self.
but my stepsister is the exception. no matter how long she has lived in ashe county, she is still a sweet innocent, good person. i'm still not sure how she ended up a part of my family. it's probably because my dad has pretty much raised her for the last 10 years. he is good. he is the only reason i went up there. because i love my dad, and i never get to see him anymore. we didn't really get to talk or hang out much for the few hours i was up there. he was busy being sad about my brother's drinking and my step mother's skankiness. but it's ok because it was all worth it to get to see my dad.

well then me and carmen headed to boone. ah.. boone. just for a few minutes, to see my exroomie nick. he gave us free arby's and free milkshakes! yay! it was worth the 20 extra minutes added to the drive home.
upon arriving back in hickory, we stopped at my house for me to dress (grabbed my booby shirt), then we hauled ass over to carmen's. there we made an appearance at her neighbor's new years party.. free food and booze! and it was GOOD food too.. curry rice, some sort of salad type stuff.. i don't even know what it was, but it was damn good.

then finally satterfield got off work.. now we were supposed to be at ace's party for new years. but satt didn't get off work til 11.30. we knew there was no way to make it to ace's by midnight (he lives out in BFE) so we decided to stay at C's til 12. but then donnell called from sagebrush because he wanted to ride with us to the party. he told us that he had been invited. so we went to sagebrush.
so, at midnight, on one of my favorite holidays, on the day i requested OFF from sagebrush, that's where i was. fucking sagebrush. no midnight kiss for me. *sigh* at least i got a hug.
so then we headed to donnell's crib for him to change. while he was inside changing, ace called. satt said something about donnell, and ace said "what? i didn't invite donnell!"
donnell lied to us. he tried to trick us into bringing him to a party where he wasn't invited. well, we're smarter than that. so when donnell came back out, we told him that ace said that the party was pretty much over and everyone had gone home. so then donnell went back inside, and we went to ace's. what a liar.
well ace's party was awesome. there was only 9 of us there, but it was awesome.
ace's brother josh is from colorado and was here visiting. it was his birthday. 3 of their friends from maryland were there visiting as well. carmen, satt, brian the dj/cook and me were the others.
here's what went down: josh was playing a bongo drum, his friend nick was playing the guitar, nick's girlfriend was playing a mandolyn, satt was playing the harmonica, and brian was rapping here and there. it was AWESOME. beautiful music. josh was friggin amazing on his drum.. i mean seriously. they palyed a bunch of sublime songs, and it was like going to concert, but sitting in the middle of the stage and everyone knows the words, and it's all made up, but it's beautiful. here's the one, lonely picture i have from the whole night that i took with my camera phone: why only one? i was too lazy to get out my camera. hahaha. a great night, great oppurtunity for pics, and i only took one:
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nick is on the left playing the guitar behind his head, which he was really good at. josh is on the right banging his drum.

went to sleep around, oh 5 am. a lot of music, a lot of fun. a good night.

sunday went home, went to beef o' brady's to watch FOOTBALL with andrea, dave p., katie, and daniel. it was good eatin! but i was so tired! the panthers were winning so bad by halfway through the third quarter, and i was so damn tired that we just left. my game was even ON. my game was close, could have gone either way, but we just left. i didn't care, so tired. i just went home, put the internet on the game stats, and went to sleep. i tried to wake every few minutes to look at the score, but eventually i just fell to sleep too deep. but the point of the whole story, is that my team WON. they won the division title. and now they're playing the redskins on saturday. which SUCKS because i have to work. if they were playing sunday, i could watch it. but NO. the damn panthers got the sunday game. boo.

sunday night i went to c's where carmen, me and dustin (:)) watched the exorcism of emily rose. what a good movie! i really liked it. it was also very nice to be cuddly on the couch while watching the movie.. cuddly is good. stayed over there that night, since i had monday off at the cog. then i was supposed to work at the brush, but manly matt called me to ask if he could work for me. since it was rainy, i said ok. nobody wants to work at the brush on a rainy monday night.

so i watched some television and did some laundry. then i got stir crazy and decided to go pick up my brush paycheck. c and satt were there eating, so i hung with them for a bit. then i was headed home and manly matt called to ask what i was up to. i was planning on going home and going to sleep. that would have been the smart thing to do since i had to be up at 8 yesterday morning. but i'm not smart. he convinced me to go have a drink with him at rockola. i'm dumb. and then we went to randolph's billiards to play pool with ace and brian the dj/cook. i was up way too late. and i had four beers! but hey, at least i didn't have to pay for them. finally about 12 i decided i needed to go home, so i left. i had fun and cut out with enough to time to get a little sleep. i live a dangerous, yet fulfilling life.

yesterday was ok.. gpsn went great, it was perfect weather. went home, watched tv. then to c's to play spades with them and tim (ex brusher). me and tim won! satterfield went down for once! ha! then i was home by 11.30.. and now here i am.

that was a long one! no more blogging for at least a day!

my fingers hurt from all the typing!!

the new background picture was taken new years eve as the sunset over my dad's land.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

you people are so demanding (new year's weekend: part 1)

where's the new year's blog? where are the new year's picture?
i was there for your new year's but i still want to read the blog!!
blah blah blah
well i'm going to try to blog now, we'll see how much i get done.
ok let's see.. um i worked friday night at the brush.
and for once, i had a pretty awesome night. i didn't have a lot of tables and most of them were shitty tippers, but then around 8 pm i got a table of four people. they looked like average people. Three men, one woman. first thing they do is order some beers and a margarita. then they order shots of cuervo. then they order MORE shots of cuervo and more beer. then more cuervo. they eventually ended up getting appetizers as meals, and then ordering more cuervo. let's just say, there was a lot of cuervo. they were there for a WHILE too. they were fun. in the end, they had 5 22oz beers, 3 cuervo margaritas, 2 bottles of budlight, 4 appetizers and 20, that's right 20 shots of cuervo. 4 people. the cuervo alone cost them $101.00.
we had a contest that night for highest guest check average. meaning, the highest check divided by number of people. they got their bill, and it was $184.00. divided by four that's like 46 bucks a person. i won myself a shirt! booyah! AND since they were drunk/cool, they tipped me 41 dollars! helllll yea.
so that was cool. then we played some poker. this new guy at the brush, named matt, came to play with 3 of his friends. we took 10 bucks from matt, and only one of his friends played, and he ended up winning 5 dollars because carmen was tired and decided to cash out. carmen won 45 bucks.. i came in third, meaning i was the last person to go out. but it's all gravy, i had fun. ended up going to sleep at like 4 a.m.

i'll post some pics of this night later. it's time to go out GPSn again..
weekend story to be continued.