Ignorance is bliss??

Lately I feel like I must have a new tattoo. Something that I didn't ask to have put on my body, and NEVER would for that matter....I feel like I've got "STUPID" tattoo'd across my forehead.

Apparently, everybody but Leo and I can see it. Because people keep treating me like I'm stupid. I'm not really, I promise. In fact, I tend to believe that I'm slightly smarter than average. I'll be the first to admit that I'm no genius, but I'm definately not a retard.

So, to any clients, friends and even strangers out there....STOP LYING TO ME! I'm not a fucking idiot, and I know when you lie to me!! I also hate it when I'm talked down to. When someone talks down to me I feel like I need to reach out and cut their tongue out with a rusty spork. Seriously, it makes me feel like a child.

STOP TREATING ME LIKE A RETARDED CHILD!

Sometimes I think it would be easier to be that stupid. Then I just wouldn't get irritated by it, cause I wouldn't know any better....Ok, I'm done.

Preachy, Preachy!

So, I know that U2 can totally get preachy and all, but I heard this song the other day and I can't get it out of my head. So, I'm gonna put the lyrics up here, cause it's a cool song any way; and the lyrics are so poetic.

U2 "Bullet the Blue Sky"

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails into souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear running scared in the valley below

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue

In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
Plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses, see the flames, higher and higher

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue

This guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he’s peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
Take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into a saxophone
Through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it’s america
Outside it’s america

Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain come through the gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children who run into the arms of america

OOOO I LOVE Good Gossip!

Alright, so I'm a woman, and I simply wouldn't be doing my womanly duties if I didn't gossip every now and then. Not that I think anyone is going to know what I'm talking about, or even care. But it simply is TOO GOOD to not put in here!!!





Now, don't misunderstand my intentions. I'm not trying to break up a marriage, or even hurt anyone, I just needed to tell someone. And who can you tell if you can't tell your journal right?

So, the other day Leo and I were in the mall when we ran into an old acquaintance. Not someone either of us associate with any more due to the fact that she's one of those Navy Wives. She's the kind that give all of us good wives a bad name. Children by other men, claiming false rape to convince her husband she "wasn't cheating"; yea one of THOSE wives.

Any way, we're nice people and she didn't fuck with our affairs so we politely said hi and settled in for what we thought would just be a slight exchange of pleasantries. Since she's divorced and all we didn't see the harm any more, and figured if anyone saw us we wouldn't be associated with that type of person and or lifestyle. BOY were we in for a surprise! Well, I was any way. Apparently Leo knew this already, he just hadn't said anything to me (he doesn't like drama, probably because he's a guy and doesn't realize that drama and gossip are everyday staples of life, at least to a woman).....

Come to find out that we have a cheating spouse amongst us! The rat bastard is so good he even had ME fooled! Don't worry, it's not yours. She's an old acquaintance of mine, nothing major. But I never would have thought that he was the cheating type....and NO I won't tell you who it is either. Like I said before, I'm not here to cause marital problems, just share the juicy gossip.....but I digress....

So, I was seriously disinclined to believe her until she said that she had kissed him herself (uh huh...), and danced with him at the bar (yea right, sure...), and had a message from him on her cell phone still (WHAT!?!)!! So, you're thinking to yourself, "Oh sure, a message on a cell phone, that could be any old guy..." but wait, he's one of those guys that has a pretty recognizable voice. Not Vin Diesel recognizable, or even Billy Crystal recognizable, more like Nicolas Cage recognizable. Specific tones, and ways that things are said make you KNOW who is on the phone, plus he says his name. Now, honestly to his defense (and I mean slight, I know you're guilty but have to do my job because I'm your free court appointed lawyer defense) it didn't say anything dirty. However, the fact remains that he called this woman. He mentions that he fell asleep on the way home from the bar (AH HA! Another truth to the original story, they were at the bar together!) but he made it ok, and that he would call her later....call her later!?! EEWWWWWWWWW!!!! Just the fact that he even called her (remember she's one of those Navy wives), is fishy to me.

The voice mail was the deal breaker for me. I had to believe her after that. It had just confirmed her story, so why would she lie about making a date to meet up with him the next Saturday (after the bar incident) for a little more than grinding and kissing on the dance floor (that would be sex for those of you who didn't get my hint)? Which she says never even happened because of schedule changes and time restraints. The fact that they didn't meet for sex just clenches the story for me that she's telling the truth. I'm inclined to start calling this man Templeton, in fact, lets.

So, where was his wife when all of this was happening? Out of town apparently.

OH WAIT! It gets BETTER!! THEN Leo says, well, I guess he really was sleeping with that chick!! OH MY GAWD! I guess he had heard rumors through different sailors on other boats and such that he had been sleepin with some chick; but he never thought it was actually true. SEE we never thought he was that kind of guy!

Guess we were wrong, and Templeton is going to have his smorgasboard....

Punk Rawk Gurl...

Ok, so it's one of those stupid test things. But, I got such a kick ass band that I wanted to post it. I can be The Ramones! I love The Ramones!

Ok, you HAVE to go take this test! Stupid? Yes. Fun and slightly functional? Maybe....This is my result! YAY ME!

Ramones This is where you belong in the annals of punk history!

You probably don't realize how cool you actually are. You set the trend by not setting one. You do what you want and are surprised when other people like doing it your way. You may be simple but that's just fine. Who cares, right? you'll go down in history as the stuff of legends, though you have no idea why; as far as you knew, you were just some stupid person having some fun, right?

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 80% on wild apathy You scored higher than 80% on pissed off You scored higher than 26% on comically evil You scored higher than 47% on socially aware

Link: The What classic punk band are you Test written by DrLebowski on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Random Ramblings...

So, whilst surfing the many profiles abundant on MySpace, I came across this random rambling. It made me giggle; so I'm putting it here, and maybe it will make you giggle too...

So I was workin the other day and this car comes flyin into the hole and I had to get outta there cuz the cheese was done in the microwave and things got really hairy like Tom Cruise's tiny ballsack. Anyway, back to the tall tale, these giant eyes came runnin after me so I threw some popsicles at their pirate ships and I havent worked in a long time...something like 4 oranges....I dont even know anymore.

The Mug Bug

I thought it was the coolest thing in high school. And her name was Jodi Ghrist. One morning she drove it into school and I was simply in awe. And I wanted one...

Sometime that summer Jodi had entered some contest for Pepsi, and won The Mug Bug. Noone heard about it, it wasn't printed in the newspaper (at least I don't think), she just showed up in it senior year.

This car was nothing special, but it was painted just like the picture above. And, if I remember right it came with a bunch of Mug Rootbeer. The root beer I could live without, but the bug was COOL! I don't even think it was a brand new bug, but the paint job was so neat.

The last I remember she was planning on painting over it as soon as she was able. According to the rules, she had to keep it painted with Mug Rootbeer for a while. I wonder if she ever did..

Digital Evolution

Ok, so I had to take my grandma to the doctor's this morning in Seattle for some follow up work from her surgery. I'm going to be here for like 4 hours so I brought my computer. I thought, "Great, I'll just sit in Starbucks and drink coffee and play around on the internet for a while." Wrong. Starbucks didn't have any outlets to plug my lap top into when the battery dies!

So, I'm in the hospital on their free wireless connection. I'm sitting in this TINY waiting room (I mean this room is just slightly bigger than my bathroom!) and there's one other person in here with me (a guy). We're both on our lap tops on the internet! A sign of the times I suppose, but funny at the same time.

It gets me thinking about how noone talks to anyone any more. We're all afraid that the other person in the room is going to be some serial killer or something stupid. Or even worse, might have something interesting to say!

It's kindof like cars...to take the anaolgy to a different level. Everyone (well just about everyone) drives an automatic any more. And, because of it, we have more accidents because people aren't aware that they are in fact maneuvering a large vehicle through the streets; because they don't have to switch the gears, down shift, or ajust for speed. The car does it for you. You get on the freeway and hit cruise and stop thiking about driving. It makes people irritable, and irresponsible.

The internet does the same thing to people. We have way shorter attention spans, we find it much harder to have a real conversation with people, and we have NO patience for anyone who doesn't do something as fast as broadband internet service!

I know, I'm a bit of a hypocrite, sitting in my waiting room on my lap top while I could be having a conversation. But the point is, if you don't evolve with the times, you're going to get left behind trying to access information from someone with your dial-up connection who operates only on a broadband connection. It's simply too frustrating to deal with on either end of the spectrum.

So, why not evolve? But stay aware of yourself, and what you're doing.

S.A.D.

It's been a while since I blogged....a long while. Every time I come to the computer to blog, my brain goes blank. Then, I'll be in the shower, or in the car on my way somewhere and I'll get a great idea for a great blog. But by the time I remember or get to the computer it's lost. This one, I simply couldn't forget. Probably because it's something that effects my daily life.

Have you ever felt really uncomfortable in a room? I mean, walk into the room and want to run for the door because you didn't want to come in the first place? Not because you didn't like the people there, or the things that were happening there; simply because you feel so damned uncomfortable around people you don't know. That's me.

Tonight I went to a friend's house for a small get together where there was dinner and a movie; and wives from another boat. I was excited to get invited! Finally my ability to make friends wasn't being thwarted by the enemy, it also meant that my friend making retardation had finally started to get normal again! I'm not a freak! HAHAHA! I decided I was going to make cookies and everything.

I got the cookies going, and then it started to go bad. The filling for the cookies wasn't thick like I needed it to be, and the ganache was taking WAY too long to thicken, and to top it all off the chocolate shortbread was pretty thick, and I needed it to be much thinner. I started to wonder if maybe I shouldn't go to the party. Because of fucking cookies, that weren't even a requirement to bring, I didn't want to go to the party!?!

Then it hit me. I was making excuses not to go, really stupid excuses. I mean honestly, who doesn't go to a party just because the cookies that they wanted to make didn't turn out exactly like the picture in their head?? I took a shower, and calmed myself down about it while I got ready, and then went back into the kitchen. I put the cookies together and then on a plate and covered them and bravely walked out the door to the party.

I found the house no problem. But as soon as I parked the car it struck me again. Sheer terror that I simply wasn't going to be accepted and everyone was going to hate me and my cookies. I talked myself down; figuring that there would probably only be a few people there any way and it was no big deal. I bravely walked up to the door and knocked. As I walked down into the living room and set the cookies down my fear became even more prevalent and then my defense mechanism kicked in. I started to babble! Luckily for me I can turn out some pretty funny babble.

After a while I relaxed enough and made some friends, and had a kick ass time. Everyone loved my cookies, and it was a great night. But I can't shake the feeling that I may have a slight case of Social Anxiety Disorder. It can't be too extreme, because I still go out and I can still do things, but it's got to be there on some level...

Social Anxiety Disorder: If you have social anxiety disorder, you often get very nervous around other people. It feels like everyone is watching you and judging you. You're afraid of making a mistake or looking like a fool. You'll do anything to keep that from happening. You might even avoid certain people, places, or social events. Social anxiety disorder affects over 16 million Americans.

The thought of becoming the crazy cat lady, and turning into a total shut in terrifies me! That's probably why I still go to things like the party tonight. Once I'm out and there I always have a great time, it's just a matter of getting me there. Plus, the last thing I need is another doctor telling me that I need to be on another medication!

Extreme-ly Stolen....

I liked this image so much that I stole it from Fark.com's photoshop contest on The Next Extreme Idea. I love the part at the bottom.

I didn't have a lot of My Little Pony's when I was a kid, because they were expensive. But I had friends who had every single one....except this one! I would buy it if they made it.

WARNING! WARNING!

Nuff Said.

Christmas is a Sneaky Bastard...

What the!?! Did Christmas just sneak back up on me this fast?? No. No, it's January...January 5th to be exact, almost an exact week after the NEW YEAR!

Then why the hell am I still getting fucking emails about Christmas being under attack!?! Dear God, if I have to read one more of these I think I may have to go on a shooting spree! This one was sent to me by a very religious friend. We all have one, you know the one who goes to Church 3 times a day and is filling their child's head so full of crap that you just know they're going to need therapy when they get older from the rape of priests that they'll endure; but there's nothing you can doabout it because it's not considered a crime to brainwash your kid into religion! Or is it....

So, this is what I got from her in my email box (which now needs to be scrubbed, and turned back into the trash recepticle I know it is!)...

Story in Tampa Newspaper

Will we still be the Country of choice and still be America if we continue to make the changes forced on us by the people from other countries that came to live in America because it is the Country of Choice ??????

Think about it .

All I have to say is, when will they do something about MY RIGHTS? I celebrate Christmas, but because it isn't celebrated by everyone, we can no longer say Merry Christmas. Now it has to be Season's Greetings. It's not Christmas vacation, it's Winter Break. Isn't it amazing how this winter break ALWAYS occurs over the Christmas holiday? We've gone so far the other way, bent over backwards to not offend anyone, that I am now being offended. But it seems that no one has a problem with that.

This says it all!

This is an editorial written by an American citizen, published in a Tampa newspaper. He did quite a job; didn't he?

Read on, please!

IMMIGRANTS, NOT AMERICANS, MUST ADAPT.
I am tired of this nation worrying about whether we are offending some individual or their culture. Since the terrorist attacks on Sept. 11, we have experienced a surge in patriotism by the majority of Americans. However, the dust from the attacks had
barely settled when the "politically correct" crowd began complaining about the possibility that our patriotism was offending others.

I am not against immigration, nor do I hold a grudge against anyone who is seeking a better life by coming to America. Our population is almost entirely made up of descendants of immigrants. However, there are a few things that those who have recently come to our country, and apparently some born here, need to understand. This idea of America being a multicultural community has served only to dilute our sovereignty and our national identity. As Americans, we have our own culture, our own society, our own language and our own lifestyle. This culture has been developed over centuries of struggles, trials, and victories by millions of men and women who have sought freedom.

We speak ENGLISH, not Spanish, Portuguese, Arabic, Chinese, Japanese, Russian, or any other language. Therefore, if you wish to become part of our society, learn the language!

"In God We Trust" is our national motto. This is not some Christian, right wing, political slogan. We adopted this motto because Christian men and women,
on Christian principles, founded this nation, and this is clearly documented
It is certainly appropriate to display it on the walls of our schools. If God
offends you, then I suggest you consider another part of the world as your new home, because God is part of our culture.

If Stars and Stripes offend you, or you don't like Uncle Sam, then you should seriously consider a move to another part of this planet. We are happy with our culture and have no desire to change, and we really don't care how you did things where you came from. This is OUR COUNTRY, our land, and our lifestyle. Our First Amendment gives every citizen the right to express his opinion and we will allow you every opportunity to do so. But once you are done complaining, whining, and griping about our flag,our pledge, our national motto, or our way of life, I highly encourage you take advantage of one other great American freedom, THE RIGHT TO LEAVE.

AMEN

And while running the risk of turning this blog into a book, here was my response...

While I have to agree with parts of that email, I would like to say that where would America be if we didn't adapt to other cultures and explore other things? You wouldn't be able to go to a good Chinese restauraunt or Mexican restauraunt; or get your nails done at the cheap vietnamese nail places (while I don't agree with going there, it certainly serves a purpose to those who like to save a buck).

For YEARS we've oppressed, and offended so many cultures; but as soon as "the christians" or extreme religious are offended it all has to end and go back to the way that they like it. Just because it's the majority doesn't always make it right. Plus, this country wasn't formed on Christian principals, it was formed on Quaker principals; by people who hated prosecution and oppression, and now what are we doing?

I'm all for letting you call it Christmas, and the Jewish people celebrate their Hannukah, and so on; but is it really so offending to call it The Holiday Season?? Just because you celebrate Christmas, doesn't mean everybody does. And, while they should learn our language, they shouldn't totally forget who they are just because they enter our borders; that's just not fair.

Honestly, I'm tired of hearing it from both sides. It turns into a war, and it makes it damn near impossible for anyone to have a good time; and really shouldn't we be happy and giving, not bitter and selfish? By the way,.....not to offend you or piss you off....but they're not even sure that Jesus was born on Dec. 25th (they actually speculate that it was around Spring that he was born), they just made it on that day to take attention away from the Pagan holiday celebrating the Winter Solstice. Kills two birds with one stone.

Just my opinion. Try not to live too much with your eyes totally closed to the rest of the world, and culture. It's fascinating out there. :)

Now that I'm done with my rant, I shall let you continue to surf the net for porn, but remember....Christmas is over, so NO MORE GODDAMN PROPAGENDA TIL NEXT YEAR!!

It's Electric!

I suppose this is what they'd put on MTV for the Amish; were they allowed to watch tv. Or have electricity at all really.

I wonder who runs their web site, and their furniture store? My highly unreligious and unreligiously uneducated guess would definately have to be the Catholics!

No Resolutions

I'm not making a resolution this year. Every time I make one I "break" it. Then guilt inevitably follows; and the last thing I need is to feel guilty about breaking a promise to myself that I never meant to keep any way.

So I suppose you could say I'm making a resolution to make no resolutions! If you don't set goals then you won't be disappointed when you don't meet them. Here's to a new year, and not fucking it up!

The Devil in your Computer

So, I've come to the conclusion that blogs are the devil. Not computers, I love my computer, and not the internet because it's an incredible source for research and time wasting. But man, am I fuckin tired of the bullshit that comes with keeping an online blog.

This year, I've lost 2 friends to fucking blogs. And to make matters worse, I've even been attacked by a group of psycho Navy Wives who felt the need to isolate me and read my blog and send it to people. You all don't know me, so stop tryin to start shit. That being said, I'll move on.

For those of you who do know me, I mean really know me, you understand how I work. I don't privitize my blog because if I'm going to put it here I'll say it to your face, or you already know I don't like you. This is my unofficial friend; the one thing I can spill to that doesn't mind me typing all kinds of bullshit, all the time and doesn't get depressed.

I didn't realize I had other readers besides Erika. Noone ever leaves me comments but her. Leave me comments! I'd love to know who reads this, even if you're not a friend.

My Year in a Nutshell

So, basically let me sum it up for you in one gramatically poor paragraph...

I started school for nails in January, and Finished in June. Shortly afterward I lost a good friend to bullshit. Then, I got in a small war with DL Roope for failing me because they didn't observe me right, and wouldn't give me my results. I was diagnosed with Papiloedema, the scary thought of losing my eyesight was overshadowed by the even scarier thought that I had a brain tumor. I lost yet another friend to bullshit; and her disbelief in me. Then I got a job at Longworth Sutdio. After that I passed my practical and then my written the next day. I got a job at Shari's at the same time. Shortly after, Leo left to go out to sea. Then the boat broke, and he came home, and left again. Then I went to Thanksgiving at a friend's house in Everett. My best friend (since 7th grade) left for boot camp without even saying goodbye. The next day my grandpa was diagnosed with cancer, in his lungs. Christmas was nice, because he was home from the hospital. But just after I was attacked by Navy Wives for yet again, bullshit. Then, my birthday. It totally rocked! I got my very first Coach purse (I'm sure more will follow!), and my aura and chakra's photographed, and my astrological chart read; dinner with my aunt and grandma and John; and then nurturing a puking friend at The Horse and Cow.

Don't let the puking fool you, it was so late in the day and I had such a great birthday until that point that it didn't effect my mood. All in all, I think I ended it with a bang. Here's hoping that the next year really does bring that windfall that Michael [the guy who read my chart and tarot cards] promised. And that's my year in a nutshell...."help! I'm in a nutshell! How did I get into this nutshell!?!"

WARNING

They also aren't for people who are going to act like children.

I don't close my blog and make it only friends. I don't think it's necessacary. I don't have a problem calling someone a bitch, or whatever I call them in my journal or to their face. If you knew me, you'd understand that. However, if you belong to the minions of Jessica (two faced) Kline, and you're here to do malicious things and send my journal to other people, then just a warning.....I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!

If I really cared, I'd make it so only certain people could read it. I'm not in high school any more, nor do I act like it. So, for those of you who feel the need to take my blog public and send it to the people I talk about in it, just know that I won't care. It won't ruffle my feathers, and if you feel the need to hate me then do.

Until you know me for sure, you shouldn't judge me. You've probably been fed all lies any way. But, I just thought you should know. How about you grow some balls and leave me a comment, and make yourself known. I dare you!

You Down With G-O-D....

For those of us without Satellite radio (yet) we've been subjected to this man. Matis Yahu. Apparently he's the biggest and best thing since rap became popular. No, really. His concert sold out within minutes here in Seattle, and people were scrambling calling into the radio shows to find tickets.

If you don't know who he is, he's an Hasidic Jew, and he raps. He raps on the radio, a lot. And it's irritating to me, because I happen to pay attention to his words. I wonder if anyone else realizes that he's rapping about finding God, and believing in the lord? Just in case you're having your doubts, here are they lyrics to his popular song of the moment...

King Without A Crown

Chorus:
What's this feeling?
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling
Givin' myself to you from the essence of my being
Sing to my G-d all these songs of love and healing
Want Moshiach now so it's time we start revealing

You're all that I have and you're all that I need
Each and every day I pray to get to know you please
I want to be close to you, yes I'm so hungry
You're like water for my soul when it gets thirsty
Without you there's no me
You're the air that I breathe
Sometimes the world is dark and I just can't see
With these, demons surround all around to bring me down to negativity
But I believe, yes I believe, I said I believe
I'll stand on my own two feet
Won't be brought down on one knee
Fight with all of my might and get these demons to flee
Hashem's rays fire blaze burn bright and I believe
Out of darkness comes light, twilight unto the heights
Crown Heights burnin' up all through till midnight
Said, thank you to my G-d, now I finally got it right
And I'll fight with all of my heart, and all a' my soul, and all a' my might

Chorus

Bridge:
Me no want no sinsemilla.
That would only bring me down
Burn away my brain no way my brain is to compound
Torah food for my brain let it rain till I drown
Thunder!
Let the blessings come down

Strip away the layers and reveal your soul
Got to give yourself up and then you become whole
You're a slave to yourself and you don't even know
You want to live the fast life but your brain moves slow
If you're trying to stay high then you're bound to stay low
You want G-d but you can't deflate your ego
If you're already there then there's nowhere to go
If you're cup's already full then its bound to overflow
If you're drowning in the water's and you can't stay afloat
Ask Hashem for mercy and he'll throw you a rope
You're looking for help from G-d you say he couldn't be found
Looking up to the sky and searchin' beneath the ground
Like a King without his Crown
Yes, you keep fallin' down
You really want to live but can't get rid of your frown
Tried to reach unto the heights and wound bound down on the ground
Given up your pride and the you heard a sound
Out of night comes day and out of day comes light
Nullified to the One like sunlight in a ray,
Makin' room for his love and a fire gone blaze

Chorus

Reelin' him in
Where ya been
Where ya been
Where ya been for so long
It's hard to stay strong been livin' in galus (exile) for 2000 years strong
Where ya been for so long
Been livin in this exhile for too long

If you still don't believe what you're reading you can actually see him on the Jimmy Kimmel show HERE.

You gotta give it up to a man with the balls to rap in a yamika and full beard. Although I do recall some men doing something similar...they rocked out with those killer hats (not yamika's) and full beards....who were they again....oh yea ZZ TOP! Only, they didn't rap about God.

You down with G-O-D? YEA YOU KNOW ME!



I SURE HOPE THAT PICKEL IS KOSHER!

OH YAY...Fuck Off!

So, Christmas was ok. Quick update before I rant. I got some cool stuff, and some not so cool stuff. My present from Leo was a new stereo in my car; it's pre-paid so I just have to go down and get it installed. So that was nice. And I also got 2 round trip tickets anywhere Alaska Airlines flies (standby of corse but still ok with me) from my aunt, uncle and John. And I got a kick ass game from my grandma for my Nintendo DS. But then my mom had to go and ruin it with weight loss stuff! Her whole theme was weight loss related, I got ankle and wrist weights and a weight training book, and I even got a water bottle! OY that woman will never learn....Any way on to my rant....

FUCKING NAVY WIVES!!! I'm sure you've heard all this before, but just when I think I'm befriending some of them I turn around to do something and here comes the knife, right into my back! No warning, no communication about it, and all in some round about passive-agressive way. FUCK THESE BITCHES!

I'm a member on this group on MySpace called Navy Submarine Wives. It was a nice group, I didn't even know about it until I was invited to join. So, I joined, why not right? I could meet some new wives maybe this would be good. After being in this group I got tired of all the bullshit about how they were so depressed or pissed off at the Navy or bla bla bla typical navy wive banter bla bla bla.

So I created a group called Not Your Typical Navy Wives. It's an invitation only group, so I invited several women from the Submariner Wives group but not a lot of others. All of a sudden now I can't post topics or anything in the group. I can't even click on the mediator's name to contact her about it. I have to be all sneaky about it and click from someone else's site or topic post. Then, shortly after I realize all this, the mediator posts something about a new group on some other site that she's invented called Washington Submariners Wives, she posts this for the whole group mind you. You have to sign up for it, and then be approved. Yea, I've signed up for this group twice under different names and I keep going back and I'm not registered. So, I think she's black balling me from this other chat group and probably because of...none other than....JESSICA TWO FACED KLINE!

This bitch is still trying to make my life difficult. It's over, it's been over for quite a while now. I don't talk shit about her any more, and I could give two shits about whatever she's doing. Until this bullshit. She just happens to be good friends with the moderator of this group. ARGH!!

So I was letting all this slip by me with no problem, until recently. I logged into the Submariner Wives group to find this....



I would like to Thank You Ladies for making this group so successful and I'm glad we're all here for the right reasons…to make friends and not to tear apart other wives who choose to live their lives the way they do. Life is TOO short to be negative. We need to accept people for who they are, and not group them into categories, We all have something in common, We're Submarine Wives, Navy Wives, and Wives who love their Husbands and Families. We need to be here as support for one another no matter what path we decide to take. I hope next year will bring more friends and less competition. I hope everyone has a Happy & Safe New Year, we’ll see you next year.

Don't hate because you didn't get invited bitch! Why do I even care about these whacky bitches any way? The only reason I could come up with is I'm legitimately trying to make friends, and it's being torn apart because someone is pissed at me. I was doing good until they all moved away. Now I have to find new ones; forgive me if I want ones that have their own life outside of their kids and their husbands.

So, I guess the only thing left to do is say FUCK OFF! I hope she reads this, Jessica that is. I hope she reads this and it pisses her off. I havn't done shit to her, I've left the bitch alone, and I'm going to continue to leave her alone because she's not worth my time to tear apart; because I have a life.

Why Can't I Own a Canadian?

So, I've recently put FireFox on my computer and I LOVE IT!!! It has an extention that you can download for it called Stumble. And when you click on it, it prompts you to set up your preferences. Once that's done every time you click on Stumble it takes you to a site somewhere on the internet that matches your preferences. It's fantastic! You never know what you're going to get!

Hence, this blog tonight. I got this article and HAD to put it up for everyone to read!! Enjoy!

Why Can't I Own a Canadian?

October 2002

Dr. Laura Schlessinger is a radio personality who dispenses advice to people who call in to her radio show. Recently, she said that, as an observant Orthodox Jew, homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22 and cannot be condoned under any circumstance. The following is an open letter to Dr. Laura penned by a east coast resident, which was posted on the Internet. It's funny, as well as informative:

Dear Dr. Laura:

Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination. End of debate. I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some of the other specific laws and how to follow them:

When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord - Lev.1:9. The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?

I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?

I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual uncleanliness - Lev.15:19- 24. The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.

Lev. 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians?

I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?

A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination - Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this?

Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here?

Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev. 19:27. How should they die?

I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?

My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev. 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? - Lev.24:10-16. Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14)

I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you can help. Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and unchanging.

Your devoted fan,
Jim