and now, for something completely different

i've been sleeping off black friday weekend.

i'll be back soon.

postscript II

and now i know this as well:

he wanted to kiss me as badly as i wanted him to. when he kisses me gently, it electrifying, forcefully and i end up walking around with this shit-eating grin on my face all day long.

i have something new to be thankful for this year, it seems.

i have good news and bad news

the good news: both of my cats are firmly accomplished mousers.

bad news? their eyes are bigger than their tummies.

ugh.

post script

for the ladies: he kissed me. went back in for another goodbye, pulled me in and kissed me on the neck.

i got dizzy.

choose your own blog adventure

i have two stories to tell. one is silly, and sort of heartwarming, while the other appeals to the heart and the naughty bits. choose one, choose both, whatever.

1. the silly one

i went to fetch some din for the Nick and i the other night (i was in no mood to cook, he was stuck at work, two boids, one stone..) and stopped at this fantastic lebanese place down the street from my house. you can say what you what want about living in the ghetto in the midwest, you're guaranteed to have way better than average little mom-n-pop restaurants. i pop in, grab a table, order to go, and chill to enjoy a beer while i'm waiting for the food.

this place is busy, it's always busy and people share space, they share tables, it's the kind of place where the waitstaff will simply join you if they want to sit down and have a ciggy in peace. i'm people watching, enjoying the smells, when the conversation at the next table floats into my presence..i'm not meaning to eavesdrop, but what the hell. it's a couple of gansta-ganstas and they're really excited about something. i'm all for happiness, but i don't want to get gatted, dig? so i pay a little more attention. the conversation went something like this:

mean looking asian dude: yo, that my shit dog! they crazy with the wrapper..

mean looking white guy: i know! it's like it's got illusions and shit. you see it, you know you just
got to have it, and all of it.

mean looking black guy: yo, rocky road be the bomb! blah blah blah dog, yo

and i realize, they're talking about ice cream. a specific chain store's ice cream, and which ones they like best.

and for the record, Cherry Garcia be the bomb, yo. werd.

2. the slightly personal one

i've been to work today, and since tomorrow's my last day and it's a friday, i started telling the folks i care about goodbye since if i wait, something's bound to go wrong tomorrow and i'll never see them again and whatnot. without saying goodbye. snif.

i get a few hugs, i exchange phone numbers, there's a great deal of teasing and all that goes along with a good-natured goodbye. and i go to hunt down this one guy, the one i have the most horrific crush on, 'cause i really must pimp the situation out for a little attention. i must have a hug.

and he's taken aback, he knew i was leaving but didn't realize tomorrow's the last day we get to bother each other. and we talk, and he drops all his stuff and hugs me. and i'm all for hugs, and polite hey-we're-just-friends hugs last a certain amount of time or something, i can't quantify. point is, i try to pull away at the appropriate time for value of hug, and he won't let me go. in fact, he pulls me harder against him, and we're just standing there. he's got his head in the place between my ear and my shoulder, and i give.

i would've stood there all day with him, smelling his hair and finally realizing just how broad his shoulders are. how fucking strong he is. how much i wanted him. wow. at work.

and i finally break away, although i don't want to, and that feeling. you know the one, when your fooling around hits the point where it's stop, or go all the way, and there's that strange give in your legs? maybe it's only me. my knees literally get weak if you're doing the right things to my neck. it was like that. the switch had flipped and i've spent the rest of the day just fighting to remain in control of myself, to not have some kind of spontaneous orgasm on the way home, thereby killing all around me when i lose control of the car.

anyway. there's still tomorrow, isn't there?

sweet lord of mercy. i think he's onto me.

my second meme

memes are easier than coming up with original material.

thanks to Anthony for saving all of us from more of my banal prose.

tag yourself, if so inclined.

What is the best part about not being French? (If you are French, what is the best part about not being German?)

being able to shave my armpits and feel superior, or not, and feel part of a group still

If Lou Reed called you an "uglybutt" how would you respond?

i'd want to know who's butt he is referring to

Which Canadian Conservative is funnier looking, the squirrel-headed Stephen Harper, or the muppet-faced Peter McKay?

whichever one Lou Reed was talking about in the last question.

Have you ever been called a communist or a nazi?

communist, interestingly enough, by a philosophy major. so i blew it completely off.

Have you ever watched The Antiques Roadshow?

yes! i once actually saw something i own on the show, and flipped out to discover it's worth 3 grand. it was the single most exciting moment of my life, as spent in the breakroom at work

Create an original three step plan to solve the impending oil crisis.

1) take the vehicles away from people who can't drive to my standards

2) step #1 removes a good 99% of people/cars from the road so steps 2 and 3 are probably unnecessary

3) profit (get it?)



nighty night

AA

a banner day

a fucking two poster, no less.

what inspires the great anonymous miss to post twice in a day?

this

unbelievable. anyone in another state need a roommate? anyone in another country? galaxy?

oh, wait. 'galaxies' probably don't exist in kansas.

postscript:
i just found this on ebay. somehow takes the edge off. everyone email the winner and tell him to send it to Topeka.

this is why i go to work

or perhaps, "Why I carry a cell phone with a camera built in.."

yeah, the photo is crappy, but in case you can't make it out, it says:


the eager beavers of the box business

tell me someone wasn't giggling like a schoolkid when that tagline was approved. sheesh.




also, a little engrish goodness..

i got nothing

tomorrow marks two weeks until i am finished with my job at Big Brown. in the interim, they have supplied me with a trainee who (whom?) i've been introducing to everyone as Ginny V2.o. he is not amused at this. my training period at my new job begins monday. see the problem? there's an overlap. i've been remiss in my planning somehow and the very thought of it makes my tummy a little queasy.

my beloved Roomie A was offered a job earlier this week, which would have required him to move to Houston sometime next week. while this did not come about (and he was summarily offered a better job right here in the ICT), we were very up in the air for most of the week about our living arrangements.

aaaannd, i haven't even looked at my homework. whoops.

all this culminated in a night of rotten and very strange dreams for me, and all the while, my tum still in an uproar (too much stress = gastrointestinal distress = no dates for sure). one more day this week. one more day. i can get up, haul my ass out of bed and do it. i can do it, sure i can, work my ass off for the man.

i noticed that i have lost a signifigant amount of weight such that my pants fit differently these days.

so i apologize for those of you who journey here looking for something, that i've nothing much to provide lately. i promise to get back on the blogging horse, with chutzpah and sass and style, very soon. just not yet. the best of my mind, creative and eloquent and otherwise has been occupied elsewhere.

on the upshot, i have the entire weekend off, and i will spend part of it with my family, and part with some friends. the cutest boy at work's band is playing saturday night, and having been invited i will go and do my best not to feel/look/seem older than everyone else in attendance. then we'll go en masse from bar with music to birthday party (which i have been promised will be a Ninja Turtle themed party...hmm). if the weather holds, i'm going to the zoo on sunday to visit some of Monkey's extended family.

until i'm back in full swing, i'd like to thank you for taking the time to visit me, and rest assured, i've been dealing with my stress in a proper fashion.

more, and more quality, soon..