(Your Name) Here

You can probably guess from the title of this post that I've been filling out a bunch of forms lately. I have, but I've also come up with a list of ways that (You*) have screwed up what might've been the start of a relationship. Here's where it began...

(You) were unclear - OK, If (you) want to date me, see me socially, get to see me naked, etc, that's great! But if all (you) want to be is my friend, please be clear about this, don't ask me to go hang out together at a place I was going to go anyway.

(You) were too casual - I like guys who are cool and a little bit smooth, but by staring off in another direction all night, barely speaking to me, and not asking how I'm doing or if I'm having a good time at all, (you) gave me the impression that (you) wished I wasn't around.

(You) were over there - When I got to the bar, (you) saw me walk in, find a seat, and order a drink... and (you) didn't come over, or even wave.

(You) were unreachable - I was running late, but (you) didn't give me any way to get that message to (you), and when I asked, (you) were late too - I'm guessing that scheduling issues are going to continue to occur.

(You) went in for the hug anyway - All of this didn't really work for me, really, it didn't. By the end of the night, I was really just trying to exit gracefully. But when (you) went in for the hug anyway, did (you) notice that I gave the "One arm, body turned away, foot pointed in the opposite direction, face nowhere close to yours" type? I hope that (you) did... because that's the hug I give to guys who are mostly likely only going to be a friend.

...(You*) has had his named changed to protect the 2 or 3 guys who I've recently had almost dates with... too bad guys, there's no spark, no replay.

Congrats!

To Stephanie: I am so proud of you, graduating & getting your Massage Therapy Certification today, you rock!

To Daryle: Chief... wow... That's a huge accomplishment, you've been working towards it for so long and now it's finally yours, you the man now, dog!

To everyone else who's done something really cool, or been awarded a prize that I don't know about, good on ya, way to go!

Now, if only I could find that goal sheet... it's around here somewhere....

Half-Awake

I am half-awake, have somewhere to be in about an hour, and am vaguely angry about it. Please, for the love of all things holy, should you ever have the misfortune of waking up in my vicinity, do not talk to me until AFTER I've been awake for at least half an hour. If it's you that has to wake me up, it's probably a good idea to not take anything I say seriously during that time.

From downriver up to the northeast and back again...

So I'm still awake after sleeping late to recover from an almost-brawl, grinning from ear to ear about the weekend, and wondering what's coming next.
Can't wait for Monday, it's a fresh new week!
Here's an old survey, can't remember who it's from:

1. What highway do you drive on the MOST?
Considering I live / work all around, I can't narrow it down to less than 5:
696 / Southfield / 75 / 96 / The Dave

2. When was the last time you bought a bathing suit?
couple years ago

3. Would you consider yourself a flirt?
I'm not a flirt, I'm a tease

4. What color is your boss's hair?
red, i'm my own boss

5. What are your siblings’ middle names?
Marie

6. What’s a song that puts you in the mood to dance/party?
Tubthumper by Chumbawamba

7. Where are you going on your next vacation?
no idea

8. Do you get paid weekly or bi-weekly?
neither

9. What color are your pillows?
white

10. What hours do you work?
depends on what i'm doing

11. Are you superstitious?
Nope

12. Whose motorcycle were you last on?
Glen's

13. Do you have any friends who have an STD?
unfortunately, yes

14. If the one person your mom despised but you liked died tomorrow, would you attend their wake and funeral?
Yes

15. You have $20 to buy the perfect shirt to wear tonight, where do you go?
i go pick up Sherri & make her go with me to watch me try on a million shirts, then go back to the first store we went to & buy the first one I saw

16. You come home after a night of drinking, what do you hope is there to eat?
cold pizza

17. How many calendars are in your house?
2 electronic, 2 paper

18. Have you ever been confused over two relationships at once?
nope

19. Who is the last person that made you laugh in person?
Dale

20. Over the phone/internet?
Charlotte

21. Name one of your ex's mother's names?
Theresa

22. Do you miss high school?
nope

23. How many pairs of sneakers do you own?
4 or 5

24. What kind of lotion is closest to you?
several kinds, i'm close to my work stuff

25. Whats on TV this second?
it's off... that's weird....

26. What helps you sleep?
inner peace

27. Are you thinner than your best friend?
don't think so, but, it's possible

28. How much would you get if you traded your car in?
can't, it's a lease, my sister would KILL me

29. Last time you saw your dad?
Alive? it's been a while...

30. You're on the phone having a really boring conversation... How do you end it?
i gotta go, something's on fire

31. Last time you babysat?
can't recall

32. Next dentist/gyno/doctor appt?
none planned right now

33. How often do you do laundry?
a load a day

34. What commercials are your favorite?
funny ones

35. Have you ever been on prescribed narcotics?
yes

36. Dumbest movie you have ever seen?
too many to name just one

37. What's hummus made of?
chick peas, lemon juice, garlic... couple other things depending on the recipe

38. When’s the last time you used a slip and slide?
what do you mean by that?

39. Favorite girls/boys names?
dunno

40. What’s annoying you right now?
nothing really

41. What did you eat for dinner tonight?
steak, hummus, pita bread, mt. dew

42. Do you have a crush on someone from the workplace?
nope

43. Are you an introvert or extrovert?
I think I'm another kind of -vert

44. When's your grandma's birthday?
no idea, but i'm pretty sure she's not celebrating it this year

45. Who can you depend on to post the best surveys?
Jo-Jo, Wooley, 86

46. How many rings do you wear daily?
none

47. Any tattoos?
3 on my back, getting another one soonish

48. Any piercing?
ears twice each

48. Name 3 people you worked with today?
phone calls with Charlotte

49. Favorite summer cocktail?
vodka / tonic / lime

50. How much gas is in your tank?
about 1/4

51. Last book you bought?
The Prophet, $2 at a garage sale

52. Plans for today/tonight?
seminar thing all day, packing & moving, getting a good night's sleep

Dumb Joke and 2 Other Weird Events

Where do compulusive masturbators keep their money?

The Spank Bank!

Weird Event #1:
- I went to get groceries at the Kroger that used to be a Farmer Jack on Warren & Middlebelt today, and all was well... until I went to the checkout lanes. First, they've eliminated the "Candy Free" lane that I love because instead of candy, there are 46,328 other impuluse items, and some of the stuff is really cool to look at, bummer. Second, there were employees standing at the entrances to the lanes looking like Buckingham Palace Guards. I didn't quite know exactly what it was they were there to watch over, so I figured maybe these were stock people caught shoplifting and were being put on time-out by a manager or something. I - was - wrong. As I entered the lane to put my groceries on the conveyor, one of them grabbed the side of my cart, guided in it, and began putting my stuff up there for me... UM, NO!!Especially since it was a squirrely looking little guy, and I was buying tampons... sheesh. I let the checker know that it was weird in a bad way, she laughed at me a little and said she'd let the manager know.

Weird Event #2:
-Actually happened last night, but I was too tired to write about it then. I'm sure you've seen signs at corners that people put up advertising lost dogs, garage sales, etc. Well, as I sat at the light on Beech Daly between I-96 and the post office, I watched a lady as she struggled to mash her sign into the ground at the corner by the utility pole. What she failed to notice, while smoking a cigarette and jabbing the metal stake over and over into the earth was the ORANGE GAS LINE DO NOT DIG Flag directly in line with the hole she was trying to make. When the light turned green, I got out of there, shaking my head all the way... as much as I wanted to take a picture of the stupid lady blowing herself to kingdom come, I didn't want to be that close when it happened.

Why I like stupid movies...

Movies are entertainment: Say it with me - EN-TER-TAIN-MENT... you do not always have to walk away from a movie with a profound sense of enlightenment, weeping for man's inhumanity to man, or touched beyond reason by the abiding love of the main characters... sometimes, it's OK to just enjoy the show! Right now, I'm watching a pretty stupid movie that I've seen a hundred times before, but it's fun to sit back and take in the awful lines and bad costumes. Movies are a great escape: Even a really bad movie might have amazing scenery, a cool soundtrack, or you might see a future star in an early appearance onscreen (Matt Damon in Mystic Pizza, anyone?).
Obscure references in movies can unite groups of people. For instance, the Pharmeceutically-Enhanced Goddess has an away message set to a line from her favorite movie, and people correct her, telling her the word is supposed to be "ruckus"... but they've completely mistaken the line, and the movie itself. She's proud of loving films that very few people have seen, and shares her favorites with close friends. I'm going back to watching my movie now, have a good night.

Joanne's Survey

Because she mentioned me in one of her questions, I'm posting it here for giggles:

1. Hello my name is: Tracy
2. Never in my life have I: herded cats
3. Someone who can drive me nuts is: anyone, given proper motivation
4. High School: Fordson
5. When I'm nervous: I talk too much
6. The last time I cried was: I don't
7. If I were to get married right now my maid of honor/best man would be? drunk, and so would I have to be
8. My hair is: a mess, I just woke up
9. When I was 4: I hadn't formed my plan to take over the world yet
10. Last Christmas: I gave you my heart, but the very next day, you gave it away,
this year, to save me some tears, I'll give it to someone special - bonus points for naming the artist & title!
11. I should be: working
12. When I look down I see: a pretty nice rack
13. The craziest recent event was: can't really think of "crazy" events
14. If I were a character on "One Tree Hill": no idea
15. By this time next year: who knows what might happen
16. My current mood: grumpy
17. I have a hard time understanding: gibberish
18. If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be: the person next to me
19. Take my advice: sleep alone instead of with someone you hate
20. The opposite sex: has some good ideas
21. My best feature is: it's not a feature, it's a known issue that the team is working on, we'll have a timeframe for fixing it soon
22. I plan to visit: i don't really plan to visit
23. The world could do without: hypocrites
24. The most recent thing I've bought myself: peace of mind
25. The most recent thing someone else bought for me: a coffee drink
26. I drink alcohol: why, yes, I do
27. I like to party: why, yes, I do
28. The best thing about life is: people
29. I know I can always count on: my fingers
30. Working out: and getting stronger
31. The animals I would like to see flying besides birds: i'm not even hip to birds, man
32. Last night was: not unusual
33. There's this girl I know who: Can shoot mountain dew out her nose!! LOL - DUDE! That was ME!
34. I don't know: how to swim
35. A better name for me would be: can't think of one
36. My birthday is: October 29
37. What I really want for Valentine's Day is: it's already passed this year, I'd rather be surprised
38. I'm wearing: a T-shirt and plaid pajama bottoms
39. Tomorrow I am: going to be doing the same thing i'm doing today
40. The last thing I ate was: pasta with alfredo sauce

Pillow Talk

I had a conversation last night with a friend about men and women, and how we've lost a sense of how to interact with one another. Well, that's not how it started, but that's what we eventually got to. The changing dynamic of who's responsible for what as far as how the world works has led to some confusion in both men and women. It's been put this way: men have forgotten to be men... that didn't lead to a discussion of what it is to be a man, since that conversation would've taken far more time than I was willing to devote to talking. The point is that all the big talk of equality and rights and double standards and oppression, etc, has left the average person adrift when it comes to talking to the opposite sex. Can the internet be used to get men and women to communicate again? Are the little things we say in comments on pages and in chat rooms the first steps to making it safe to say, "hi, you seem intelligent and attractive, let's discuss the upcoming presidential election further?" Or is the point of all of this technology to help us into the World Wide Bed?

This is why I am who I am:

I've been using Serendipity Chick as a nickname for a little while, and now, dictionary.com has finally made it make sense... today's word of the day is:

serendipity \ser-uhn-DIP-uh-tee\, noun:
The faculty or phenomenon of making fortunate accidental discoveries.

The word serendipity was formed by English author Horace Walpole (1717-1797) from Serendip (also Serendib), an old name for Sri Lanka, in reference to a Persian tale, The Three Princes of Serendip, whose heroes "discovered, quite unexpectedly, great and wonderful good in the most unlikely of situations, places and people."

Off to the races!

Yes, folks, that's right, I am packing a bag to go to Port Huron tomorrow for the boat races from there to Mackinac. I am getting so excited! The whole city of Port Huron has been one big party for the past couple days, and will keep going until Saturday, when we check out & return to civilization. The return trip will get me home in time for my niece's graduation party, we're all very proud of her, and also sad because she'll be going into the Marines in January and she'll be missed like crazy. Depending on how long that goes, and it may continue well into the wee hours, I'm also thinking of going out to Gibraltar North for the outdoor carnival thing that's held there, first to get my Tilt-A-Whirl fix, second because the Rockstar's running sound for the same band he did last weekend, so there's a possibility for tomfoolery!
Here's a quick survey cribbed from a friend on myspace, enjoy...
THE CANS:
Can you blow a bubble?: Yes
Can you dance?: in theory, yes
Can you do a cart wheel?: Yes
Can you tie a cherry stem with your tongue?: no
Can you touch your toes?: Yes
Can you whistle?: yes, but i hate the sound
Can you wiggle your ears?: no
Can you wiggle your nose? Yes
THE DIDS:
Did you ever get into a fist fight in school?: no
Did you ever run away from home?: Yes, but only down the block
Did you ever want to be a doctor?: Yes
Did you ever want to be a fire fighter?: No, but I did want to date one
THE DOS:
Do you believe in God?: not in the way you'd think
Do you know how to swim?: no
Do you like roller coasters?: not as such
Do you own a bike?: yes
Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on the reality shows? no
THE DOES:
Does hair loss run in your family at all?: not really
Does your car get good gas mileage?: No
Does your family have family picnics?: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
THE HAVES:
Have you ever been on a plane? Yes
Have you ever asked someone out?: Yes
Have you ever been asked out by someone? Yes
Have you ever been to the ocean?: Yes
Have you ever gone fishing?: Yes
Have you ever painted your nails?: Yes
THE HOWS:
How did you find out about myspace?: HoV got me sucked in!
how many people are on your friend's list?: 107 - give or take
How many of them have you met in person?: Almost all of them
How many times has your profile been visited?: over 2500
How tall are you?: 5'6"
How much money do you have on you right now?: $48 - give or take
THE LASTS:
Last person you hung out with?: um, well, there was this party thing at the Dead Zone, so, technically, a bunch of people I don't know
Last thing you said out loud?: do you want pink juice, milk, or orange juice?
Last thing someone said to you?: red juice
THE WHATS:
What are you listening to?: the news
What is the weather outside?: sunny & humid
What radio station do you listen to?: all of them
What was the last restaurant you ate at?: can't remember the name, was out to breakfast at like 2am after the bar on Friday night
What was the last thing you bought?: groceries
What was the last thing you had to drink?: juice
what was the last t.v. show you watched?: Dog the Bounty Hunter
What's up with your myspace picture? I like it, what's your problem?
THE WHOS:
Who is your newest friend you added to myspace?: Um, dunno, I added a bunch of people the other day
Who was the last person you IM'd?: Kerry
talked to on the phone?: Megs
Who is your current crush?: I'm not telling
Who was the last person you took pictures with?: i'm alone in the latest pics of me
Who is in your default picture?: just me & Mr. Corona
Who was the last person to leave you a comment?: Dunno, haven't looked today
Who was the last person you said i love you to?: Mr. Pants Hat

The Storm Continues

I've been awake since around 4:45am, after a weird day of recovery sleep from this past weekend. Every dream I've had in the past few days has been slightly bizarre, including the one about powdered sugar doughnuts and a marquee sign written in Spanish. My mind is all over the place, racing from things I still need to pack up and move out of my ex's house, to work that still needs to be done on the HP house, to the guy I met Saturday night, to what I'm going to do this week as far as the new job with the concierge service, to all the phone calls I need to make, etc. It's normal for me to live in a state of hurricane, but lately the windspeeds have increased exponentially. It's lucky that I have a lot of people here to help me keep it all together, even when I don't come right out and ask, and especially when I do.
This Wednesday and Thursday I'm going to the boat races in Port Huron to assist the Lovely & Talented Megs; selling band t-shirts, ferrying drinks, lining up requests for her autograph, whatever she needs, in order for me to get a break and her to have some company up there instead of just the boys in the band. There's the possibility for adventure and excitement, who knows what might happen?

The Last Time

I checked, I hadn't done a survey in a while, so here's another one I cribbed from a friend on myspace, thanks Jo-Jo!

EIGHT Lasts
1. Last cigarette: puffed a little on one at a bar a while back
2. Last beverage: Mt. Dew
3. Last phone call: my favorite cousin
4. Last text message: "I can't tell you what I'm thinking, 'cause I can't spell it correctly, 'cause I'm drunk"
5. Last CD played: Gretchen Wilson
6. Last bubble bath: Last week
7. Last time you cried: I don't do that
8. Last meal: Chicken Pot Pie

EIGHT Have You’s
1. Have you ever dated someone twice? yes
2. Have you ever been cheated on? yes
3. Have you ever bought condoms? yes
4. Have you ever kissed someone & regreted it? nope
5. Have you ever fallen in love? Truly, madly, deeply
6. Have you ever lost someone close? yes
7. Have you ever been depressed? Yes
8. Have you ever been drunk and thrown up? yes

Name SIX things you did in the past three days
1. Talked on the phone
2. Watched TV
3. Ran 7 loads of laundry
4. Put gas in the van
5. Played in the Kingdom of Loathing
6. Hung out with Mr. Pants Hat

List FOUR people you can tell pretty much anything to
1. The Caveman
2. The Pharmeceutically-Enhanced Goddess
3. The Rockstar
4. She Who Must Be Obeyed
(They all know who they are)

List THREE favorite colors
1. Blue
2. Black
3. Plaid

List TWO things you want to do before you die
1. Almost Everything
2. Everything Else

SO FAR IN 07′…
Been to school - no
Made a new friend- yes
Fallen out of love - no
Done something you swore never to do - no
Laughed until you cried - yes
Went behind your parents back - no
Met someone who changed your life - yes
Gotten close to someone- yes
Found out who your true friends were - yes

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF……
1. Bush? The band is good, I've seen them in concert
2. Gay Marriage? Sure, why not
3. Straight, Gay, Bi? Straight, but not narrow!
4. Long-term relationships? sure, why not
5. Do you have a crush? nope, but I'd like an orange one right about now
6. Who is the best hugger that you know? Mr. Pants Hat
7. Do you believe in love at first sight? i hope so
8. Is there something you want to tell someone? several things
9. What brand of shirt are you wearing? Kung Fu
10. Would you kiss anyone on your top friends? many of them
11. Do you have “A thing” for anyone on your top friends? definately
12. How many people on your top friends? I think 24, subject to change without notice
13. How many kids do you want to have? one
14. Do you have a good relationship with your parents? Depends on who you ask
15. Do you wanna change your name? nope
16. What did you do for your last birthday? can't quite remember
17. What time did you wake up today? noon-ish
18. What were you doing at midnight last night? watching Dog the Bounty Hunter
19. Name something you CANNOT wait to do: pee, when I gotta go, I gotta go
20. Last time you saw your dad? visited his grave a while back
21. What is one thing you wish you could change about yourself? If I wish to change it, I do
22. Which hand do you like better? depends on what I'm doing
23. What are you listening to right now? The A/C just came on
24. Have you ever talked to Tom? nope
25. Have you ever donated money to a good cause? yes
26. Have you ever talked about someone behind their back? yes
27. Least favorite month? don't have one
28. What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone? groovy black tank top from Megs
29. Who’s getting on your nerves right now? The Ex, and some guy named Chad
30. Most visited webpage? KoL
31. Would you help your best friend fight if he/she is losing? My best friend wouldn't lose a fight
32. Coke or Pepsi? Coke
33. What was the worst day of your life? as long as I'm alive, it's a good day
34. Have you kissed or been kissed by anyone in the past week? yes
35. Do you disagree with a lot of things going on in the world? yes
36. Do you think there’s some models/people out there, that should lose a few pounds? that's up to them

Moving Right Along

OK, so the house in the HP still isn't technically ready, but a majority of my belongings are in storage there. I'll be working there with the Rockstar this week to get things done so that by next Friday at the latest, I'll be pretty much 90% moved. The Ex is not pleased with the schedule, but he's being somewhat appreciative in that while I'm still at his house I'm taking care of our son, cleaning, and running loads of laundry and dishes. Plus ca change, plus ca meme, oui?
Over the past week, I got to hear Meg & Tony at the Oak Street Grill, which was swell, but I got a ticket for unneccessary noise for squealing my tires around a corner in Royal Joke. The officer could've made it a worse ticket, adding on that I was speeding, but he didn't - my problem is that I have no idea how much the infraction costs, so I can't send in a check to cover the fine without calling the court. I'm not going to fight the ticket, I know I was driving obnoxiously, but I'd appreciate being able to just pay it and be done.
The weekend began with another night of going to see 7venth Son, at Augie's, home of my purse-puking incident a few weeks back. This particular night some guy was celebrating his birthday, and by the end of the night, he was kissing my ear, giving me a neckrub, and carrying on a bit. Unfortunately, he was also wearing a hat that the waitresses had made for him out of 6 or 7 balloons, and lives over 50 miles away. Instead, I followed through on my plans to crash on Meg's couch, drop a load of stuff at the HPH, and made it back to Redford before noon.
Today I'm trying to clean up a few things for work, get more belongings packed, and get a handle on my paperwork and finances. I finished watching "Y Tu Mama, Tambien", finally, and it's possible I'll find time to catch up on my comics that I've had piling up for months now. Busy, busy, busy, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Since talking to Skippy last night, I was reminded that I'm actually pretty much on track with how I handle things in life, i.e., assess the situation, bounce ideas off of a few people, then jump in with both feet!

Progress is being made!

On another site I wrote a little bit about direction and life, that I'm in a really good place right now, as far as knowing where I'm going and taking steps to get there. I've mentioned that I'm moving, but the house isn't completely ready to go yet, and that's ok, it'll get done in due time. Me & The Rockstar are working on it every day this week, along with The Ex and Mr. Pants Hat and whoever else we can bribe into coming out to help. June was a rough month for me as far as work is concerned, but things are falling into place in that regard, as I get more bookings and all the records sorted out, it looks more and more like I'm doing all right.

The last big deal in my life right now is dealing with men, and this has proven more difficult. There is a man who has fit all of the "superhero" categories so far, we'll see how he fits into the costume, and how good he looks in the cape. Unfortunately, there's also another man, who doesn't seem to fit, indeed, he's the opposite of what I'm looking for in so many ways, but I keep ending up in his company from time to time. Then there are the random men who fit a category here & there, but either they aren't making an effort to see me, or I'm not making an effort to catch up with them for whatever reason. There's too much going on right now for me to put up the effort required for a relationship, so I'm going over this for no benefit, really.

Dating / Moving / Working

Lately I've been awfully busy, so time for writing hasn't been easy to find. Here's just a brief state of the union:

1. Dating: I'm talking to one guy in particular and a couple others that have potential. Their vital statistics, and how they match up to the Superhero Want Ad will be posted soon.

2. Moving: To a HUGE house in Highland Park, which has been nicknamed "the HP house" and something about doom, but Danny (friend who's renting it to me) and I agree that it should be spelled "D'ume"

3. Working: Parties are happening, recruits are joining the team, business is good!

Unintentional Break

I did not think I'd stop writing here for as long as I did, but it's okay, I'm right back at it. Reading over the last few posts, the surveys, the random clutter, and the longer stuff that might hold some meaning in between the tales of drunken debauchery, has got me motivated, and I swear, I will make a longer post, but right now I'm trashing my filing cabinets to find an important document.

What I will post for now is this: I cannot talk to my mother, on the phone, or in person, for longer than 3 minutes before my frustration builds to a point where I need a time-out. She is over 60 years old, I am over 30, we both need to grow up.

Survey... because I've been to Vegas and I'm jet-lagged

Q. What is your salad dressing of choice?
A. ranch, but i dip instead of pouring it all over

Q. What is your favorite fast food restaurant?
A. new one - Quiznos

Q. What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?
A. cheap - big boy, group - red robin, date - azteca

Q. On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant?
A. around 20%

Q. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick off of?
A. pasta

Q. What are your pizza toppings of choice?
A. Ham & Pineapple & Black Olives

Q. What do you like to put on your toast?
A. grape jelly

Q. What is your favorite type of gum?
A. doublemint

TECHNOLOGY

Q. Number of contacts in your cell phone?
A. 130

Q. Number of contacts in your email address book?
A. no idea

Q. What is your wallpaper on your computer?
A. orange pattern

Q. How many televisions are in your house?
A. 3

BIOLOGY

Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?
A. depends on what i'm doing

Q. What’s your best feature?
A. eyes?

Q. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
A. a foot of my intestines, including the appendix, pieces of glass, teeth, my son

Q. Which of your five senses do you think is keenest?
A. hearing

Q. When was the last time you had a cavity?
A. it's been years

Q. What is the heaviest item you lifted last?
A. my luggage

Q. Have you ever been knocked unconscious?
A. yes

BULL[CRAP]OLOGY

Q. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
A. nope

Q. Is love for real?
A. yes

Q. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
A. I wouldn't

Q. What color do you think looks best on you?
A. red

Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food item by mistake?
A. no idea

Q. Have you ever saved someone’s life?
A. don't think so

Q. Has someone ever saved yours?
A. yes, several times

DAREOLOGY

Q. Would you walk naked for a half mile down a public street for $100,000?
A. it's not the naked part, it's the half mile part that's kind of off-putting

Q. Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?
A. yes

Q. Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000
A. nope

Q. Would you never blog again for $50,000?
A. meh

Q. Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?
A. nope

Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?
A. nope

Q. Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?
A. nope

Q. Would you give up watching television for a year for $25,000?
A. probably

DUMBOLOGY

Q: What is in your left pocket?
A: nothing

Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?
A: nope

Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?
A: both

Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?
A: stand, but I have sat down for other reasons in there

Q: Could you live with roommates?
A: yes

Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
A: 3

Q: Where were you born?
A: a hospital

Q: Last time you had a run-in with the cops?
A: last 4th of July, but it wasn't my run-in to have

Q: What do you want to be when you grow up?
A: don't want to

LASTOLOGY

Q: Friend you talked to?
A: Dan / Prime

Q: Last person you called?
A: James

Q: Person you hugged?
A: Mr. Pants Hat

FAVORITOLOGY

Q: Number?
A: 42

Q: Color?
A: blue


Q: Season?
A: autumn

CURRENTOLOGY

Q: Missing someone?
A: yes

Q: Mood?
A: jet-lagged

Q: Listening to?
A: PowerRangers on tv

Q: Watching?
A: see above

Q: Worrying about?
A: nothing

RANDOMOLOGY

Q: First place you went this morning?
A: hotel / casino

Q: What can you not wait to do?
A: i can wait

Q: What’s the last movie you saw?
A: Shrek 3, but I fell asleep during part of it

Q: Do you smile often?
A: yessiree!

Q: Are you a friendly person?
A: sure

Owie, owie, owie, owie, owie, OWIE!!!!!

Yesterday was the first time I got on the bike that I'd bought recently, and this morning, I have owies. Apparently, that rush of... whatever it is that makes you not feel pain when it happens so that you can get out of danger goes away by the next morning. I have scrapes on my shins from the pedals, I skinned my right knee, and there's a part of my chest below my left collarbone where I fell on a handlebar that's bruising up really nicely. It's fan-freaking-tastic! Now I know that I can fall, and even damage myself, and I'm still going to be okay. The bike-riding needs more work, but CK has lent me a trainer device that holds the back wheel in place so that I can practice balancing and starting off at home, in the hopes that I get the hang of it a little faster. A side note to EP, who doubted my lack of coordination: YES, in fact, I CAN launch myself headfirst over the handlebars, and you weren't there to see it and take pictures! Telling someone that I have a really messed up sense of balance just doesn't do it justice, it has to be seen to be believed.

Long weekend, long post

Wednesday turned to Thursday, and then the weekend began, so here's a recap:

When last I wrote, I was on my way out to drop off a package to a client, and in the process of doing so, my 50% Accurate-Reverse-Sense-of-Direction took over. Although I had a map, and directions from the internet, at a critical moment in the trip, I went left instead of right. At the point of taking the turn, I had a feeling it was wrong, so I called up CK, because: he lives close to where I was, happens to drive everywhere for his job, and to my knowledge has never gotten lost. He talked me to my client's apartment, and then I called him back on the way home to pass the time while driving. Between his cell dying from low battery, and mine conking out as I passed a signaling tower, it was a few calls, but I made it home safe. If there is anything I fear, it's falling asleep while driving and dying in a steaming, smoking, bloody, oily wreck.

I had thought I had made plans to hang out with the comic book guy on Thursday to watch the Wings play, but over the course of a phone call to confirm things, it turned into me feeling like I was inviting myself over and intruding on a night at his house with his friends playing cards. I did end up staying after the others had left, sitting on the couch, waiting for him to return from driving them and reading a magazine. Maybe I should've left when they did, but I stayed to try to figure out why I keep seeing him, when I don't think he's ready to date anyone, and I'm not willing to wait until he is. The biggest clues that it's not going anywhere fast? After more than 2 months of dating, he shows no inclination towards the bedroom (not that I'd go), and I'm still answering my cell phone while we're alone.

Friday night, the debauchery began... well, what amounts to debauchery these days. The lovely and talented Megs and her band, Red Eye Groove performed at the Hamlin Pub in Rochester; an establishment I've gotten to know over the past few months since 7venth Son plays there the odd Thursday and some weekend nights as well. I arrived a little before midnight, as I'd worked a bachelorette party earlier and changed clothes while driving - yet another reason I fear dying in my vehicle, I'm not the brightest crayon in the box sometimes. Megs informed me that not one, but two of her adoring fans had asked her if I'd be there that night, and were pleased when she assured them, multiple times, that I would be. Both of these fine men paid fair amounts of attention to me, and I enjoyed that very much. At the end of the night, another young stud approached the both of us and struck up a conversation about music (give Psyopus a listen if you're grindcore inclined). I wasn't sure what the plan was, so I chatted and smiled, and when Megs came back from talking to the manager and getting the business taken care of, we went to breakfast.

A quick digression: going to breakfast is one of my favorite things to do with a big group of people after a long night of partying. Seeing everyone in the bright lights of a restaurant while you're half-smashed and trying to keep food down and figure out who's going home with who is loads of fun. Anyway, that particular evening, it turned out to be just Megs, myself, and a guy who's asked to see her socially. No big story there, and I drove home alone to unpack my totes and check inventory while inputting orders and taking care of business. I fell asleep at sunrise... just about perfect.

Saturday was Meg's night off from performing this weekend, and the mission was to promote her next show in two weeks at the House of Shamrocks while meeting up with a few friends and possibly find her a boytoy or two. My wardrobe choice for the evening didn't quite pass, so she lent me a nicer tank top and we rolled to the first bar, got there in time to not have to pay cover, carried on a bit, and moved on, because the men there were either old, attached, or not approach-worthy. The next place was a bit more of the same, but Megs is close friends with the lead singer of the band playing there, so we sat around & had a few, flirted with the hunky bartender, and I managed to meet 3 guys who have promised to attend the show in 2 weeks, while Megs got the phone number of a very nicely built man who's name escapes me.

What held my attention most that night was the texting conversation I'd begun with a recent lust interest. He had promised to go to a somewhat underground party in a seedier part of town than Megs was comfortable going to, so I drove her home and promised to call her and let her know I was ok if I went. Heh, "if"... Anyway, I did go, since he'd sent me directions, I parked, paid the exhorbitant cover charge, and walked right in. Here is where a long story would begin, but I'm keeping most of the details to myself. Suffice it to say that we were attached at the face the remainder of the night, and I woke at 9am, fully dressed, on what I was told was a filthy couch in a mostly empty warehouse. This type of thing is why he's quickly becoming known to my friends as the "Adventure Sex" guy.

So that brings me to Sunday, driving home still a bit tired, and got a call from Liz, who needed breakfast and a place to print off some 30 pages of text for a class she has. Not a problem, considering how I love breakfast, and I have a printer just sitting there, already attached to the internet and begging to be used right here in my bedroom. I got showered, dressed, and out the door in a little over an hour and a half, moving slowly because of the accumulated alcohol in my system and no real sense of urgency. No makeup, barely brushed hair, but my Wings jersey was clean, and I was looking forward to seeing that same lust interest again, and his new living quarters that he'd just moved into the day before. A good day began with a western omelette and a quick nap while Liz printed out her reading materials, and I was out the door yet again.

It turns out that the "Adventure Sex" guy will be living in the home of a man who has shared custody of his sons (I'm not actually sure if there are 2 or 3 of them), and is in a nifty section of a suburb pretty close to civilization with lots of places to go and stuff to do. Living there is an improvement from his prior situation, as it includes a larger room and full use of a hottub once it gets delivered. All of this I found out while spending the day over there, and into the evening we watched an awful Dolph Lundgren movie (redundant?), episodes of Reno 911, and Apocalypto. That last flick... holy cow, way disturbing. I'm talking mood killing, stomach churning, I-can't-look horrific. I suppose it was a good film if that's your cup of tea, but, damn, it's hard to get frisky in the dark when there's human sacrifice onscreen.

I woke up around 8am, realizing that James has begun his new job today, and I need to get moving on the way ahead without him. For all the fun that the past few months have been, this next weekend needs to be my last irresponsible jaunt for a while. Steady work, taking care of my son, and a minimum of destructive behavior need to replace the sleep-deprived wild weekends and weekdays spent in bed. After Vegas, anyway... Memorial Day in Vegas... with HoV... it's going to be out of hand.

Snooping and Peeking

Recent personal events have gotten me thinking about how to figure out what a person is like when you have relatively little time to do so. Which would be easier: to ask, and hope that the answers that you get are open, honest and unrehearsed? OR to snoop through a person's book, music, and movie collections to see what stimulates their mind? The internet encourages us to post our "favorites" on every profile page that we fill out. Is this a subtle, sneaky way to reveal more about our psyches than we ordinarily would, or is it just a ploy to figure out what we'll buy next? It seems I'm generating more questions than answers. What a person chooses to let into their eyes and ears indicates as much about their personality as what they choose to wear, drive, or otherwise consume.

Today was supposed to be my first bike-riding lesson, but CK called yesterday to let me know that he's got an opportunity to play softball on a league this summer, and since they have a game today, would it be alright to reschedule? I was looking forward to finally getting this together, but since I hadn't bought a helmet yet, it was not a huge deal to acquiesce. At the time he called, I was driving, didn't have my calendar with me, and was really unprepared to talk to him for whatever reason. The weather yesterday was crappy as heck, rainy led to stormy, so I'm not sure the ground conditions would be optimal for this adventure anyway. It's possible that we'll be getting it all together on Sunday, depending on coordination of priorities and schedules.

I got a card!

Happy Mother's Day to me! When I got home today, around 1pm or so, my son greeted me at the door in his pj's and gave me the biggest smile and a very cute card... I love my kid, and he's being so cute today, I can barely sneak away to post. Days like this are so neat, I'm hoping they continue for a good, long time.

The reason I got home so late is that I spent the night over MK's. She's a doll, the very talented lead singer of Red Eye Groove, and when she says, "Make yourself at home", she actually means it... within an hour of being at her place, I'd made friends with her two very adorable cats, eaten a sandwich, snooped through her cds, dvds, and fridge, and changed to go out to the bar! She drove to the place that 7venth Son was playing, wearing the cutest red tank top with a black jacket that I so covet but looks so good on her. Me, I wore the uniform, brown pleated button-down shirt, denim skirt, and brown suede boots - one guy paid me what I'm taking as a compliment when he said, "You brought your A-game tonight!" There were a few guys around us all night, a friend of MK's brought a friend with him, so there was a pair to flirt & dance with, a guy named Pat that's somehow associated with the band, and a couple more randoms that were in and out of the area. I gave my number to the one guy, who is, apparently, MISSING A FINGER!!! How could I dance with a guy and not notice that? He & MK's friend invited us to "go Krogering", which involves the girls riding in shopping carts, pulling food off of the shelves at random, the guys pay for the ingredients & cook whatever makes it into the carts. I thought to myself, sure, it's an adventure, I'll go! But as the night progressed, I began to see what a completely bad idea that could turn out to be... I mean, I've seen Jackass, I know what happens to people who ride in shopping carts!
Instead, we stayed until the bar staff got ornery and threw us out, then went to breakfast with the band - minus R&L, who went home to the kiddos, she's going to call me to set up a couples party, should be a hoot!

Speaking of which, I need to work on my business stuff today and tomorrow hardcore - I'm making money, I just need to keep it rolling in, and it will. I've set up Wednesday for the biking lesson, I'll pick up the cooler from Sammy's birthday party then too. The rest of the next two weeks I have to get all my stuff together for Vegas, that's going to be such a fun trip, I can't wait!

Spiderman 3 & Happy Birthday Tia!

What a waste! At least I didn't pay for the ticket, comic boy did, and we both talked through the last half hour of it, solid. Not only did it depart from the comic books in such a way as to ruin a major character and storyline for future movies, it was... boring. Since this franchise has brought in shit-tons of money, I'm sure there will be more movies planned, but I shudder to think what they'll be about. It's no wonder there's a rumor that Kirsten Dunst is refusing to do any more sequels.

In other news, today was the vivacious Stephanie's birthday, so we went out to dinner at Red Lobster, with the fabulous Sherri and the beguiling Roberta. Mmmm, crab claws rock, and I have leftovers for lunch tomorrow, yay!

Cinco de Mayo and Adventure Sex

I'm combining what were going to be 2 different entries because they now make more sense together than apart, kind of like Penn & Teller.

Last Saturday was May 5th, and it's celebrated in Mexico as Cindo de Mayo, a somewhat important national holiday. In several cities in the US, it's treated like the Mexican St. Patrick's Day; that is, as an excuse to drink & to have sex with strangers.

It was also JF's birthday, and since I've been trying to get over that particular heartbreak, I was happy to enjoy the festivities out at a local bar. Even better, an excellent band was playing that doesn't play together all the time, and I'm acquainted with the keyboard player. So, I showered/dressed/drove out there, found a seat at the bar, ordered a shot of tequila and a Coke and watched a little hockey while waiting for the show. Sitting to my left were a couple of average looking guys enjoying the game and waiting for the band. After my second shot of tequila, approximately an hour after I'd sat down, the man seated closest to me began talking to me, offering me a "cheers!" for being able to drink the shots without the silly salt&lemon ceremony. We talked & flirted for a while, listened to the band, and people-watched. He was probably about 15 minutes away from giving me his phone number when the band took a break. Well, not the whole band, just S., the previously mentioned keyboard player.

So, the bar guy goes to the men's room, but by the time he gets back, S. is sitting in his seat, my legs are in his lap, and his tongue is in my throat. Bad behavior on my part, but it gets worse. Earlier, while people-watching, we'd noticed a group of 4 people standing in front of the stage, and by now, one of the girls had come up and introduced herself to me, so when S. went back to up to play, she sat down on the empty stool and began over-sharing about her life. Long, drunken story short, me & S. were invited over to her neighbors house to party in the hottub. What's weird is that we went, but then it got even weirder.

The house with the hottub isn't far from the bar, so S. drives, and when we get there, it's not a party as I was led to believe, it's just the girl who invited me, and the homeowner, who's wife is passed out drunk in the next room. The homeowner, it turns out, has a new stash of Hawaiian, which I pass on in theory, but it's quite possible that all the smoke that was being blown into my face made me feel quite nice. Nice enough to strip down and get into the hottub with S., while the other two went out onto the front porch... and back in the house, and back out, and back in... it seems that they'd never done anything like that before, and didn't know how to handle it.

After about 8 minutes of weirdness, we got out, got dressed & went back to his place. Where we arrived to see 2 fire trucks putting out a car-becue 5 or 6 doors down. Going with the freakiness that was that evening, we made out in the car while the lights flashed on the firetrucks, lighting up the parking lot and the inside of the car, then got out to take a closer look. We walked past the badly burned car, across a couple lawns, go inside, commenced with more messing around on the couch, moved to his room, etc, etc. So, an interesting evening, Viva Cinco de Mayo!

Are you sick of stolen surveys yet?

Another one, copied from a friend I've never met on myspace

So far this year:

You had a gf/bf? apparently

Have you had your birthday? nope

Been to church?: nope

Cried yet?: nope

Pulled an all nighter? yes

Drank starbucks? yes

Gone shopping?: yes

Gone to the movies?: yes

Been to the beach?: nope

Bought something over 200 dollars? technically

Been out of your home state?: yes

Gone snowboarding/skiing?: nope

Kissed someone? yes

Slept in a friend's bed? yes

Snuck someone over? haven't had to

Snuck out of your own house?: nope

Got in a car?: yes

Gone over your cell phone bill?: yes

Been called a bitch?: yes

Drove somewhere?: yes

Done something you regret? nope

What / when was the last:

Person you hugged: Mr. Pants Hat

Person to call you?: Stephanie

Last time you took a shower?: yesterday

When was the last time you felt stupid?: dunno

When was the last time you walked/ran over a mile?: at the gym

Who was the last person that made you cry?: no one

Who was the last person you watched a movie with? in the theater - Steve

Who was the last person you danced with?: Mr. Pants Hat

Who makes you smile most?: Mr. Pants Hat

What are you listening to right now? Mr. Pants Hat

Stolen survey - again, because I'm lazy

Apparently, the person I stole it from erased a few of the questions, and I don't feel like adding in more of my own.

1. Who was your best friend? Had a couple good ones, no real "best" one

2. What sports did you play? none

3. What kind of car did you drive? didn't, I bummed rides off of everyone who had a car

4. Its Friday night, where were you? only place with any consistency was working at Kowloon or getting busted for being at a party I wasn't supposed to be at

5. Were you a party animal? not that kind of animal

6. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? nope

8. Were you a nerd? possibly

9. Did you get suspended/expelled? nope

10. Can you sing the fight song? Come on ye Fordson, dear maize & blue, come on ye Fordson High
(Yes, seriously, those are the first two lines... our mascot was the Fordson Tractors, and at pep rallys, we were encouraged to scream, "Oil Job!"... you can guess what that got turned into

11. Who were your favorite teachers? the ones who passed me without making me do a lot of work

12. Where did you sit during lunch? with friends

13. What was your school's full name? Fordson Senior High School

14. School mascot? Tractor

15. Did you go to Prom? nope, and as a consequence, neither did the guy I was dating, and that was a really mean thing to do

16. If you could go back and do it over, would you? nope

17. What do you remember most about graduation?
having to do it later the next year because I'd been in the hospital

18. What was your favorite class? whichever ones I could sleep through and pass anyway

19. Where were you on senior skip day? at home watching Comedy Central

20. Did you have a job your senior year? carryout at Kowloon

21. Where did you go most often for lunch? cafeteria

22. Were you voted for any personality? we didn't have voting, and i'm not sure i had a personality - although I did have a reputation

23. Have you gained weight since then? gained / lost

24. What did you do after graduation? went out to dinner, then home & slept

26. Who was your senior prom date? didn't we already cover this question?

27. Are you going to your 10-year reunion? already passed

28. Who was your homeroom teacher? um... i remember I had Mr. Zimmerman for 1st hour creative writing

29. Where did you live your senior year? at home

Quizzes stolen from EP's myspace page

Yes, currently have a myspace page, and I am subscribed to friend's blogs. EP's has some quizzes on his, and since I'm too lazy to think of anything good to write about today, I'll just copy & paste... he won't mind.

Adult survey.

1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
All of them

2. Where's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?
Home - more convenient for the "romantic" part

3. Last time you puked from drinking?
It's been months

4. When is the last time you got drunk and danced on a bar?
Drunk - it's been weeks, danced "on" a bar - never

5. Name of your 2nd grade teacher?
Mrs. Tenbrook, coincidentally, also my 1st grade teacher... she got promoted, and I remember a girl named Danielle FREAKING OUT and screaming, "There's no second grade!" because she didn't understand the concept. That may possibly have been one of the first times in my life when I just shook my head at someone and wondered how they could be so clueless.

6. What do you really want to be doing right now?
Depositing money in the bank

7. What did you want to be when you were growing up?
a Grown-Up

8. How many colleges did you attend?
Two

9. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now?
it was clean, and since I was taking my sweater off, I needed to put something on to drive home in

10. Gas prices, First thought?
UGH!

12. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?
it didn't, I woke up to my cell phone ringing, it was LT, for calling for the second time, and she woke me up yesterday too... maybe I should pay her to do that every day

13. Last thought before going to sleep last night?
wasn't thinking

14. What chore do you despise?
Yard work

15. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer at an art gallery?
No

16. Get up early or sleep in?
both, depending on who's in the bed

17. Who is your favorite cartoon character?
Brock Samson

20. Favorite NON sexual thing to do at night with a girl/guy?
talk

21. A secret that you wouldn't mind everyone knowing?
then it's not a secret!

22. Are you planning on remaining in your current field?
i'm not currently in a field, i'm sitting on my bed

23. If you are not married, do you see yourself married in the next five years?
hahahahahahahahahahahaha

24. Your favorite lunch meat?
meh

25. What do you get every time you go into a Wal-Mart?
I don't, BOYCOTT WALMART!

26. Beach or lake?
Lake

27. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual that was invented by people who died at 20?
No

28. Who do you stalk on MySpace?
no one in particular, but I'm always randomly clicking people's friends who I don't know

29. Favorite guilty pleasure?
Elimintaing guilt

30. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?
()

31. What's "your" drink?
Currently, tequila shots chased by Coke, but it changes

32. Cowboys or Indians?
Neither

33. Cops or Robbers?
Neither

34. Do you cheer for the bad guy?
depends on how bad he is, I'm a fan of the anti-hero

35. What Hollywood star do you think you most look like?
I don't think i do

36. If you had to pick one, which cast member of Lost would you be?
No idea

38. Who from high school would you like to run into?
One particular guy - with my van

42. Norm or Cliff (Cheers)?
Norm

43. The Cosby Show or the Simpsons?
Simpsons

44. Worst relationship mistake that you wish you could take back?
No regrets!

45. Do you like the person who sits directly across from you at work?
Heh, i'm usually standing in front of a bunch of people, and don't really think about it that way

46. If you could get away with it, whom would you kill?
No one comes to mind right now

47. What famous person would you like to have dinner with?
Sandra Bullock, we'd eat take-out Chinese in our jammies & braid each other's hair

48. Have you ever had to use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?
Not yet

49. Last book you read for real?
The Zombie Survival Guide - because you just never know

50. Do you have a teddy bear?
Yep

51. Strangest place you have ever brushed your teeth?
the shower - i find it strange

52. Somewhere in California you've never been and would like to go?
don't really wanna

53. Number of texts in a day?
most - 14, usually none

54. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or relationship?
hrmmmm

55. Pencil or pen?
Pen

56. bueller??? bueller??? bueller???
I heard he's in the hospital, and needs a transplant, but if he does, he's going to donate his eyes to Stevie Wonder

57. where is it?
under that thing

58. Something you can do to relieve stress?
backrubs

59. What do you think of the person that took this survey before you?
SQUEEEEEEEEEE!

1. Height - 5'6"

2. Have you ever smoked heroin? No

3. Do you own a gun? yes

5. Do you get nervous before "meeting the parents"? No

6. What do you think of hot dogs? i don't

7. What's your favorite Christmas song? Santa Baby - the Eartha Kitt version

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Mt. Dew

9. Can you do push ups? Yes

10. Is your bathroom clean? Yes

11. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? my watch, never leave home without it

12. Do you like painkillers? if i need them

14. Do you have A.D.D.? No

16. Middle Name? Francis

17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment...
Spongebob is on!
I have to go to the library, the bank, and the chiropractor

18. Name the last 3 things you have bought.
Bottle of Cherry Coke
Shot of Tequila, Glass of Coke
Burger & Fries

19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink.
Mt. Dew, Tequila & Coke, Kool-Aid

22. Current worry?
I have a lot to do, and am probably less motivated than I should be

23. Current hate?
nothing / no one I can think of

24. Favorite place to be?
Curled up in a blanket

25. Least favorite place to be?
In trouble

26. Where would you like to go?
Bike-riding

27. Do you own slippers?
Yes

28. What shirt are you wearing?
Violent Femmes concert T-shirt

29. Do you burn or tan?
Burn like a lobster

30. Favorite color(s)?
Blue

31. Would you be a pirate?
dunno, maybe

33. What songs do you sing in the shower?
whatever comes to mind

34. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?
nothing

35. What's in your pockets right now?
empty

36. Last thing that made you laugh?
Spongebob - "There's a pirate and a parrot having an argument about me... and the parrot is winning!"

37. Best bed sheets as a child?
clean ones

38. Worst injury you've ever had?
define "worst"

40. How many TVs do you have in your house?
3

41. Who is your loudest friend?
all of them

42. Who is your most silent friend?
silent? hahahahahaha

43. Does someone have a crush on you?
It's possible

44. Do you wish on shooting stars?
sometimes

45. What is your favorite book?
too many to pick just one

46. What is your favorite candy?
currently eating white jelly beans, but i prefer orange ones

47. What song do/did you want played at your wedding?
the Time Warp - and it was

48. What song do you want played at your funeral?
haven't thought about it

49. What were you doing 12 AM last night?
technically, it's just 12, or 12 midnight, but I was asleep

50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up today?
must... answer... phone... it's probably LT

I never learned to ride a bicycle,

but now I can. Thanks to E.P., who I trusted to come up with a beauty of a bike, and he did, with much grace, for only $50. The former owner had scratched her name into the frame, but instead of painting over or scraping that off completely, I'm going to leave it on there, and christen the bike as "Marilyn". Of course, learning to ride a bike at 32 is going to be an interesting experience, but as soon as I buy a helmet(!) that's my new goal. I'll take pictures of the bumps, bruises, scrapes, and eventual smiles that come from this, it's going to be fun, I just know it.

Neato!

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List of My Favorite Celebrity Men

Here's my list, I've been egged on to put this out there by a friend of mine who's reminded me that it's ok, it's only the internet!

In no particular order, subject to change without notice:

Jeremy Piven
Clive Owen
Jason Statham
Patrick Warburton
Bruce Campbell
Hugh Laurie
Christian Bale
Nicolas Cage
John Cusack
Thomas Jane
Daniel Craig
Eric Bana
Karl Urban
Paul Rudd

Dashboard Confessional - Stolen

I heard this as I was waking up this morning, and I really like it. Even when I'm not thinking of anyone in particular romantically, a good love song makes my knees weak... I'm a girl, get over it.
If you want to have a listen for yourself, go to their website & hope you can get still get it:
http://www.dashboardconfessional.com

Enlightenmnet.... Not so much

What's Kinda Drunk Are you?

The Naughty Drunk hen it comes to losing inhibitions, you take the keg. You’re a little devil when you drink, never afraid to raise a few eyebrows, show off your “assets” or get in on a little action. It’s probably a virtual guarantee that at the end of the night, you’ll have just as many phone numbers as drinks! If your only regret is the morning hangover, then by all means, bottoms up. Mixing pleasures does have its perks, but just make sure that everything’s in moderation. Otherwise, you may just end up having to explain to your parents or significant other why you’re the star of yet another Girls/Guys Gone Wild video

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If I had to be animated, this is what I'd be?

Who is your inner CLAMP character?
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You scored as Kurogane. You are like Kurogane from Tsubasa. You are everything anyone could want to those who love you, and everything to fear from those who do not. Your are the type of person who comes across as being aloof and distant and your trust is not something easily earned, but once it is, you are a friend for life. And try as you might to fool them, those closest to you know you’re just one big cuddly teddy bear. Who is your inner CLAMP character? created with QuizFarm.com

Kurogane 88% Kero-chan 88% Yuuko 83% Chii 71% Fai 67% Seishirou 63% Miyuki-chan 63% Sakura 58% Hokuto 58% Watanuki 58% Kamui 46% Who is your inner CLAMP character? created with QuizFarm.com

Beauty and Brains, he's the total package

I met a man tonight, and he seemed genuinely suprised when, after talking to me for about an hour, I was able to keep up with the conversation, and in his words, "have a good head on my shoulders". Is it really that odd for a woman to be smart? He even shook his head in wonderment as he left asking out loud, "Why didn't I meet you years ago?" Gee, I don't know... is it possible that you weren't looking for smart back then? That, as a man, you were more concerned with how the woman on your arm looked, rather than her views on the latest piece of gun-control legislation? In all fairness, I am just as guilty of judging men on their appearance. Tonight, at the same bar, a friend of mine pointed to a woman and said, "Box of rocks, but, damn, she's cute anyway." He then pointed to his friend, who I've been, let's say, 'associated' with, and said, "Same with him, too, huh?" I nodded, not because it was strictly true, but because I wasn't as interested in that particular man's frontal lobe as much as I was his full frontal nudity. Does that make me just as bad?

Again, I probably already should've known this

You Are the Ego

You take a balanced approach to your life. You definitely aren't afraid to act out on your desires - even crazy ones. But you usually think first. Morals drive you as much as hedonism does. You've been able to live a life of pleasure... without living a life of excess.

Are You Id, Ego, or Superego?

Superhero seeks Same

Being single again, I'd decided to take some time to reevaluate what I want from a man. The conclusion I have come to is that the only acceptable man to date is a superhero. Obviously, since no other type of man seems to be able to keep me content for very long. Here's a list of what I'm looking for, with detailed explanations, because some of these points call for them. You'll notice, that like all of my lists, there is no apparent order of importance, some of these have some wiggle room, some of them are absolute, read on at your own risk.

Honest - Doesn't tell lies, and isn't deluding himself about who he is and what he wants, and doesn't have some potentially damning secret, well, other than the costumed crime-fighting

Physically Capable - Fit, but not excessively concerned about it, and not judgemental about people who aren't, able to do at least 15 minutes of somewhat aerobic activity without getting winded / needing a nap

Sexually Capable - Yes, I am an adult female, I want sex! What I don't want is a guy who can't / won't wear a condom, can't keep it up, or has an orgasm within 15 seconds of commencing intercourse. Sexual dysfunction is a medical issue, I am not a doctor, take care of it yourself. Don't bitch at me about the condom either, it is a fact that you can die from unprotected sex, I'm not willing to take the chance that your last partner's last partner was infected with something and didn't offer full disclosure, deal with it.

Witty - I was going to say Intelligent, but I've met a ton of smart guys who can't turn a phrase, who repeat themselves, or who discuss subjects that are not interesting, even after the conversation has moved on

Attractive - No, it's not shallow to want to date an attractive person, and I won't accept a double standard in this regard. Even if a man were to fit every other item on this list, if he's peanut-headed, cross-eyed, weak-chinned, balding, with bad teeth, he can hit the bricks. This category can also cover hygiene as well; shaved, showered, good smelling with good breath and clean clothes is not negotiable, you wouldn't want to go out with me if I'm not in satisfactory condition, why should I put up with less?

Mentally Stable / Even Temper - Briefly, here's what I don't want: Maniacs / Hair Triggers / Road Ragers / Abusers / Addicts / Head Cases / Degenerates / Assholes / Weirdos / Creeps / Egoists / Jerks

Confident / Outgoing / Mixes well with Others - I like having fun, so going out in public to do things is going to happen, and eventually, you will meet my friends, so if you're sitting in a corner, expecting me to entertain you, it's not going to last. This does not mean, however, that I like it when you flirt with the waitress or shift your eyes all over the room looking for someone else to hook up with!

Funny - Tell me jokes, see if I laugh, trust me - it's a turn-on

Adventurous - I have this list of stuff I'd like to try, some of the things on it are once-in-a-lifetime kinds of things, you'll need to want to test your limits and accompany me. Possibly with a first-aid kit and a cell phone for emergencies

Loyal - If I'm dating a superhero, I'd expect he'd back me up, and be on my side, but not blindly because sometimes it's more loyal to point out when I'm wrong so that I can correct it. Don't even think about screwing around with someone else once we "go exclusive".

Thoughtful / Courteous / Kind - It seems like 3 different ways to say the same thing, but what I'm getting at is this: if you can't be mindful of another person's needs, then at least be polite to everyone, and if that's too difficult, the at least be generally nice.

Able to keep pets and plants alive - Love cats? Dogs? Fish? Ferns? Ficus? If you're unable to maintain the health and safety of any other living thing, it's really doesn't say much about your ability to keep a relationship healthy. This is a great tip-off whether or not a guy is at least somewhat dependable.

Tolerant of people in less fortunate circumstances - Don't kick a guy when he's down, offer help / volunteer if possible. You need to figure out where to draw a line, however, and not be a sucker or a sap.

Accept my parenthood without interference - You are not expected to raise my child, that's my choice and responsibility, and I'm really good at it. Please don't profess to hate other people's kids or be easily ticked off by the fact that humans take a while to grow to adulthood, and while they are doing so, they don't always act like we'd expect in public - it's not your child, so unless there's some danger, don't make snide comments or offer assistance that you don't intend to carry out to the end - when other supposed adults in the area act self-righteous, they make an acting up child and an already uncomfortable parent's experience worse.

Civic-minded / Patriotic - Political awareness is cool! You don't have to hold public office, but if you don't know who the mayor of your city is, take some time and figure it out. There's a lot of cool stuff that happens all around you, take some time to find out about it.

Non-Criminal - I shouldn't have to put this in here, but I am: don't put me in danger by being a dumbass. Yes, I believe in the rule of the law, even if I don't always agress with every listed statute. Does this mean you can't speed on the freeway? Nope, just don't do foolish crap, and if you should ever get pulled over, or arrested, don't make a scene, just take your ticket, smile, and thank the officer for letting you live.

Employment - My expectation here is that he has something that occupies his time that pays, so that he can take care of his bills, not mine. It's OK if it's not something traditionally held in high esteem, considering my job, I've got an open mind. But if you're loafing about, with no prospects, that's not cute.

Available - If you are in another exclusive relationship, don't try to pick me up, that's just yucky. This also applies to emotional availability, and that the guy has time to spend with me.

Good Friends / Family Relationships - These are important, because if he's are a loner, who keeps to himself, doesn't bother his neighbors, and doesn't have anyone to vouch that he's relatively normal, I'm not going to waste my time dating the Unabomber. Besides, I have friends and family that would love to meet a superhero for a change!

Have some sort of skill, and be willing to teach me - This is just a really cool thing to do, and it impresses me.

Understandably, some things about the superhero lifestyle I'll have to work around, i.e., the vaguely homoerotic costumes, the secret hideout, the lurking arch-nemesis, needing to leave parties early to go save the world, but I'm willing to give a superhero the chance to show me how cool it is to date him, I'm sure I could be convinced.

All in all, there are some things on this list that might appear unreasonable. Then again, being unreasonable is just part of my charm. Well, that, and I do have a few super-powers of my own.

It's not easy, but it's worth it

Being my friend, that is. Occasionally, I'm demanding, unreasonable, judgemental, brutally honest, I say whatever pops into my head, I don't take advice, and I give snappish directions. Those are my bad days. Good days, and I'd like to believe that most of them are, are nowhere near as harsh. If you need me, I am there; I'm good in a crisis, quick with a hug, generally prepared at a moment's notice to take you where you need to go, pick you up at the airport, or get you to the church on time. I've listened to, cried with, and tried to make some of them pee with laughter when I felt it was necessary. Fun is the agenda, and time is plenty. So, yes, I ask a lot of my friends, I'm prepared to give a lot back, and I've never been disappointed, until now. When someone becomes my friend, they don't get away easily. But there is a person in danger of falling through the cracks because it's becoming difficult for me to keep trying to connect with him, and it's killing me to not confront him directly. The situation is awkward, and I'm having a hard time deciding what to do about it.

As If I didn't already know this

You Are Guinness

You know beer well, and you'll only drink the best beers in the world. Watered down beers disgust you, as do the people who drink them. When you drink, you tend to become a bit of a know it all - especially about subjects you don't know well. But your friends tolerate your drunken ways, because you introduce them to the best beers around.

What's" Your Beer Personality?

Why women love a guy in uniform

I've come up with a few reasons ...

When a man is seen wearing a military uniform, women assume that:

1. He's got a job
2. He knows how to do things according to the directions he's been given
3. He's used to taking orders
4. He can make plans and stick to them, and has a backup plan
5. He can take and administer a good beating depending on the situation
6. He can think on his feet
7. He has survived adventures
8. He can put an outfit together
9. He can improvise, adapt, and overcome!

If I knew I could get away with it, I think I'd...

I'm into making lists right now, it's my little obsessive thing to do when I've got some spare time on my hands. So today's list was famous men I'd sleep with if I knew I could get away with it. Inspired by the "Friends" episode when they listed the Top 5 people they could sleep with, and it wouldn't count if they happened to be in a relationship with someone else. This topic was sort of covered yesterday, in my "It doesn't count if... " post, so I'm not going to post my actual picks. I am, however, thinking over a few things that I'd like to try to do within the next few months, before I have to move and things get a bit crazier. It's possible I'll write about them, if they are technically legal but either naughty or otherwise noteworthy.
An update on the whole divorce situation thus far: everything was final, supposedly, on April 2nd, 2007, but I haven't officially gone to the proper civic authorities and made the necessary changes to my driver's license and other vital paperwork yet. I've also been informed by my ex-husband that there is no specific order like there was supposed to be for me to get half of his 401k retirement fund. This is not a huge deal to me, since it wasn't something I wanted in the first place, but it makes me kind of angry that my lawyer neglected to make sure it got done. So, as a consequence, I have another few rounds of red tape to go through before I am finished with this whole business, wish me luck.
P.S. To your right, there's now a link to Jason's blog, "I'd Rather Be in Kalangadoo"; he occasionally gets to do cooler stuff than I do, and his opinions are actually thought out before he posts them, as opposed to mine!

Why it doesn't count.....

Recent events have spurred me on to compile this list. Since Bill Clinton first asked for a definition of the word "is", we've all been able to come up with reasons why it doesn't count if you have sex with someone. Friends and I have had discussions about this, and have added to and clarified, expanded and listed several more of these. This is by no means complete, feel free to leave comments or make your own additions. Also, the use of any of these is at your own risk: not everyone agrees that it doesn't count if...

IT DOESN’T COUNT IF:

It doesn’t count if you’re Up North / Down South / Out West / In another Time Zone / Country / State
It doesn’t count if he / she doesn’t speak your native language fluently / is a foreign national
It doesn’t count if you don’t know his / her last name
It doesn’t count if it’s pity sex / post breakup sex / or if he / she has a non-communicable terminal illness
It doesn’t count if it’s not possible to see him / her again, but you MUST have reason to believe this
It doesn’t count if you get up to pee / make food / or reapply makeup during
It doesn’t count if you’re watching sports and your team scores AND / OR one of you yells out a sports-related saying such as, but not limited to: “Touchdown / He shoots, he scores / Do you believe in miracles / Down goes Frazier!”
It doesn’t count if either person doesn’t orgasm
It doesn’t count if either person’s hair / makeup / clothes aren’t messed up in some way
It doesn’t count if you call the person by someone else’s name / get called another name, however, this does not include nicknames such as, but not limited to: babe / honey / darling / sweetie / stud / lovemuffin / pookey, etc
It doesn’t count if you have a sneezing fit / get hiccups that won’t go away for at least an hour
It doesn’t count if you have to take off your own clothes because the other person cannot figure them out
It doesn’t count if he loses his erection for no apparent reason / she loses interest for any reason
It doesn’t count if your pets are in the room / you pause to let them out / feed the cat / change the litter
It doesn’t count if you’re in someone else’s house / vehicle
It doesn’t count if he / she is out on bail / was paroled in the last 3 days / is due to be incarcerated
It doesn’t count if the person has gone through trans-gender surgery AND you had previous experience with them when they were of the opposite gender
It doesn’t count if you have reason to believe your own death is imminent
It doesn’t count if you are not fully undressed, BUT that does not apply to glasses / contact lenses / jewelry (including body jewelry / piercings ) / Med-Alert bracelets or necklaces / dogtags
It doesn’t count if the person is a curiosity of some sort, i.e. is in the Guiness Book of World Records / circus performers / famous people and / or professional athletes
It doesn’t count if you paid for it specifically
It doesn't count if either person falls asleep during

What haven't I done?

I have a list of things I'd like to do before I die, or for some other reason am rendered unable to do them. Some of them are somewhat personal, potentially embarrassing, or for whatever reason I am not going to put them out there in public view. A few of them are things I want to learn to do, places I want to go, stuff like that. Lately, I've been able to check off one or two, and that made me happy enough to try to actually compile the list on paper, instead of just having a random thought here or there like, "Hey, that sounds cool! I gotta do that someday!" So earlier I was talking to a friend of mine, and he let me know that he's got a similar list, and that started me wondering if maybe I should ask all the people I know what a few of their "I wish I could..." things are, and have a few adventures.

St. Crankypants Day

I've been told by a friend of mine that I have two gears, calm and cranky. Whether or not I live up to that assessment remains to be seen, however, right now, I am cranky. The thing is, it's not a matter of calmness, or crankyness, it's that I have no patience. Being kept waiting is tortuous to me. The difference, between a surprise (which is a good thing!) and being held in suspence (a very bad thing) is the knowing. If something is going to happen, and I know it's going to happen, but I can't make it happen now, I am tortured. The same is true for gift-giving occasions - I know I have a birthday, and my family and friends are most likely going to give me something nice; this is a swell! But, if someone tells me, "You're going to LOVE what I got you!", I die a little bit. Right now, there are a lot of things in my life that are beyond my control, I know that certain things are going on, plans are being made, but the actual steps and machinations are happening without me. And that, my friends, puts me right into cranky gear.

Progress, not Perfection

I've been noticing lately that as the days go by, I am starting to feel lighter and stronger and more sure of myself again. While it's a stretch to think that it's just because my divorce is now final, that has something to do with it. A lot of self-improvement articles invoke the "progress, not perfection" strategy, that by doing just a little bit, everyday, over time, all of your babysteps will add up to a better you. That's the goal I'm going for; all of the time I've been spending so selfishly on myself will eventually pay off since I'll be a kinder person, a more understanding friend, a more generous individual, etc. All I'm looking for right now is some time to get my priorities in order, good people to spend time with, and the freedom to be able to take care of my responsibilities. Oh, and if it isn't too much trouble, I'd really like my arms to get a bit more tone - but that's asking a lot of the universe, I think.

Lucky Me!

I consider myself lucky. Maybe not in the sense that other people might think, but I am a lucky person. I am lucky to have family and friends that love me. I am lucky to wake up every day and be able to get up out of bed and enjoy my time on this planet. I am lucky because I choose to be, I make my own luck, and my luck is good.

Guilty Pleasures

Guilty pleasures are the kinds of things that you really shouldn’t like, but you can’t resist. I’m not going to publish a list of mine, because what might be a guilty pleasure for me may be just an ordinary night at home for you. What I do would like to know is why I feel guilty for enjoying the things that I do. If I’m not hurting anyone, why is it not acceptable to watch reality tv in bed with a glass of mountain dew and a bag of popcorn? The subject of guilt has been brought up a lot lately. Considering the whole “raised Catholic” thing, feeling like I’ve done something wrong even when I haven’t is a common occurrence. But it’s been so ingrained in so many of us for so long that we’re constantly screwing up, that we’ve become desensitized to that feeling, and so when we actually do hurt ourselves or someone else by what we do, it’s tough to realize what’s happening in time to stop it. How is it possible to separate a feeling of real remorse for doing something wrong from the feeling that whatever you do, you’re wrong?