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

I LOVE THE RAIN!

I LOVE THE RAIN! Currently it is pouring outside, in true Washington State fashion. It hasn't done this in a long time, and I missed it! Although I would love some snow for Christmas, rain is still ok with me.

I'm one of the strange ones who actually likes when it rains. I LOVE the way it sounds when it pounds on the roof, and I like it when I get wet going from my car to the door and then I have to change into dry clothes once I get inside. I love that it makes me snuggle underneath the warmest blanket in the house because I just changed out of wet clothes.

I especially love the smell of rain, when it first starts and the pavement gets wet. I guess it reminds me of my childhood; I know it does for my husband it's his favorite smell. So I guess it also reminds me of him too; which is good.

But, I can hear it outside and I'm on the bottom floor of a 2 story building. I do sit by big windows, but I can hear it hitting the roof. I'm so glad my rain is back!

Call Waiting....

Ok, so lemme lay this story out for you...My boss (Kerry) is going down to Mexico Jan. 2nd to get a lap band put on her stomach. And, Monica (our estetician) is going with her. Now, Monica has been inviting all kinds of people to go down to Mexico with them, and Kerry is doing the same thing. Well, a woman got invited that is...shall we say, manic depressive and a little bit obsessive and has no friends. Monica invited her without consulting Kerry, and Kerry was a bit pissed.

So, now that she's been invited she's taken the time off work and calls every day about 3 times trying to talk to them about it. Monica has been handling all the details because she's had this done before at the same hospital in Mexico. So Patty (the annoying lady) calls the salon on Saturday and asks for Monica's number.

So, thinking that she's going with them and will eventually need Monica's number any way, I gave it to her. I got a call later from Kerry; "Never give out an employee's number!" but in the same call tells me "Personally I understand where you're comming from, and I think she deserves it for inviting her without asking me first, but I have to put my boss' hat on and tell you not to give out numbers."

Monica gives out her number to all her clients! Her home number. She writes it on her business cards, I didn't think that this was as big of a deal! But now she's pissed at me, and I don't think I did anything so wrong. Grrr

This is why I hate working with chicks! Unfortunately it's a big part of the business....**sigh**

Still Waiting...

Soooo, I've talked to both my ombudsman AND the offcrew of Leo's boat. And apparently there's not going to be a mail drop until late January. I guess they were going to do a mail drop when the boat broke and they came home....but the COB decided that since they got to come home that they wouldn't need a mail drop.

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?!? It's Christmas!!! AND, they came home 4 days after they left!! So, it's not like they had been gone a while and we got to see them and it was a nice visit, it was 4 fucking days!! And now, no mail drop until just before they come home?!? This is such bullshit!

Poor Leo is going to be disappointed that he doesn't ge a mail drop. Especially since it's the holidays! He's already missed Thanksgiving, now it's Christmas, my birthday and then probably our anniversary. And he won't have a mail drop from me. What is the fucking point of a mail drop just before they get home?? Unless they're staying gone. That would make me really sad. They're not even pulling into port anywhere.

This fucking sux! No wonder I'm having a hard time getting into the holiday spirit.

Removed...

Ok, it's official. I had to remove my piercing last night (sorry Erika). I really wish I didn't have to, but I just couldn't get the damned thing to heal! Honestly, I think I was pierced wrong. I don't think I'll be going back to Golden Rule for piercings, but definately for my next tattoo!

I sure hope this doesn't effect my coolness factor...cause I'm pretty damn cool.

Merry F-ing Christmas!

Lately, there have been several debates about wether or not Christmas is "under attack." Of corse it's under attack! The problem is, by both sides!! I want to bitch slap some people!

And, as much as it kills me to say it, Star Jones said it best this morning when she said "This is the United States of America, "Happy Holidays" is appropriate!"

Of corse, she was talking about the card sent out by the White House this year. Apparently, the Catholic Church is up in arms about the fact that it says "a joyous Holiday Season." inside. Of corse it does! It goes out to some 1.4 million people of all faiths! They're not going to make special ones for the Jews and the Catholics and the Christians and the Mormons and the Buddhists and whoever and what nots!

They interviewed some Catholic priest on tv earlier, and he was all "They should say Merry Christmas! That's what this season is all about!" He was actually angry about it! HA!

Brief history for that Catholic priest, Jesus wasn't even born on Dec. 25th! The church said he was so that it could take focus away from...drumroll please....a PAGAN holiday! Since they had to move the date any way, cause the actual date wasn't known for sure, and mid April and or spring time wasn't convenient for them!

To top all of this bullshit off, this morning there was a story on the radio about a school that I have to add to this post. Apparently, this school was doing a giving tree, (take a mitten with the gift type on it and replace it with a gift under the tree.) Some dumbass, head up his/her ass parent made them take it down because they didn't want their child subjected to the Christmas tree in school, because it was a symbol of the Christian faith!! SO the school actually took the tree down, and put the mittens on a counter top. So now they have a "giving counter" instead of a giving tree because some dumbass parent was so stupid to believe that a fucking pine tree was actually a symbol of the birth of Jesus!!

This is Washington state you know, just adding lights and ornaments to a tree doesn't make it symbolic of Jesus. Maybe I'll just start decorating random trees around here and dubing them Jesus Trees! HAHAHAHA!

So, I suppose there is an attack on Christmas. However, people need to realize that it's not celebrated in this country any more strictly as a religious holiday. And, that it's ok to celebrate it just for the hell of being nice to one another, and giving gifts. You won't go to hell for not celebrating it as Jesus' birthday. And, if you let go of all of the God Damned propaganda attached to the fucking hoilday...you might just be able to enjoy it for yourself.

If people would stop complaining about stupid shit like a giving tree, and happy holidays in a card, then maybe I could enjoy it a little more too!

Fuuuuuuucccccckkkkkkkkkkk

Well, so much for today being better than yesterday. I got a call from my grandma today about my grandpa. He's been pretty sick lately; like in the hospital with a collapsed lung sick. So, I guess things got a little worse, and they went back to the hospital.

My grandpa was just diagnosed with mesothelioma. It's a form of cancer that is usually in your lungs (and in my grandpa's case, it is in the lining of his lungs), and is caused by asbestos. Understandibly this is something that they didn't know was dangerous when he was in the Navy and exposed to it on a daily basis. But, apparently it can take 20-40 years to even mastasticise in your body and show up.

I know what you're thinking...it's your grandpa, he's old any way. Think again, he's only like 65. My father-in-law is almost 65! He's my only grandpa, and worse than that he's Leo's only grandpa.

So I already feel totally abandoned lately, and add to that the fact that my grandpa was just diagnosed with cancer. They don't know the specifics yet, so it could still turn out ok, or at the very least better than the worst case scenario. I don't think I could handle another abandonment this month; weather it's something that can be helped or not.

For more info. on mesothelioma you can Click Here.

Fucking Abandoned

I had a pretty good day yesterday....for the most part...

I didn't have any clients at the salon, which afforded me the time to go to the post office for my Ebay business, and even meet an old friend for coffee. I got to spend 2 1/2 hours in the middle of the day having coffee and chatting about movies and life and just basically having fun. THEN I even got to meet my new sugar baby! He's so fucking cute you could just vomit, seriously, you'll want to eat him or something, he's even bite sized.

Any way, I get home relitively early, and decide to relax for a bit. I've been wanting to go see the movie Aeon Flux with my friend Chris. He's my movie buddy, and we go see every kick ass movie like that together. I've been trying to get a hold of him on his cell since Wednesday, with no success. So I finally called his roommate, thinking Chris' cell was still broken....It's not broken, he left for boot camp early!

The mother fucker left for boot camp early (he wasn't supposed to leave til mid Dec.!) and didn't even bother to call and tell me goodbye! He invited some of his other friends over, like his old roommate, and had a small party. But couldn't pick up the fucking phone and tell me he was leaving early! I've been best friends with this guy since 7th grade! That was a shitty fucking thing to do!

If Leo was here it would be no big deal. But this month happens to be already bad for me, because not only is Leo gone, but my parents just left for Italy, and I have to spend the holidays (and my birthday) alone. Bad fucking timing to be selfish. I don't know why he did it, and I don't frankly care. I needed some support, and the only friend I still hang out with on a daily basis, just left without even so much as a warning!

I feel utterly abandoned...

Coming Out Party!

I saw this article yesterday, and I think that it is just fabUlous (emphasis on the gay undertones).

Judge Rules Lesbian Student Can Sue School

I hope she gets a shit ton of money!! I wish I were a lesbian...then I could sue the school for outing me to my parents.

Interesting times we live in folks....interesting times....

Stupidest Idea EVER!

I opened up my email this morning to this...Bill Would Lower GI Drinking Age to 18.

And, after reading this quote...

“It seems hypocritical that we expect people to be able to make life or death decisions in Iraq, but in New Hampshire they don’t have the right or privilege to be able to drink,”

I need to slap the shit out of someone! First, I would like to point out that it's not just illegal in New Hampshire to drink before you're 21, I believe that's a nationwide policy.

Second, and perhaps most important, there is a reason that age is 21, and not 18...American's as a whole have not been able to grasp the concept of moderate drinking. And some people don't even get driver's licenses until they're 18. Would you like me to draw you a picture....18 year old gets his license and goes out drinking to celebrate (because the age has now been dropped to 18) decides he can handle his new car while drunk and gets in to drive home. On the way he hits another car head on and not only kills himself, but the mother and child in the other car...innocent victims because this guy wasn't familiar with either the effect of alcahol and or the vehicle.

Granted, this is an extreme situation, but let's consider the amount of car crashes amongst teenagers, and the resulting deaths. Car crashes are the #1 killer of teens. Add to that the testosterone from just joining the military, just getting your license and now you can drink. BAD idea!

Fuck Navy Housing!

So, I picked up my spiffy little brocure thingy that the new housing office passes out to all the houses on base and decided to actually read it. Mostly out of boredom. I came across a small article that pissed me off!

First a small background on Halloween at my house....I decorate for Halloween bigger than ANY holiday of the year, this includes Christmas. I decorate so big, I had a neighbor ask me when I was putting my decorations up this year because I hadn't done it as early as I usually do. Long story short, BIG decorations and lots of time and money spent to make them kick ass!

This is the little blurb I ran across today "Thanks for the Holiday Scare" this bullshit article recognizes 5 houses on base that had the best Halloween decorations this year. I didn't make the top 5 at all! WTF!?!?! Noone from my block made the list. My housing 4-plex was the only house on the block with serious decorations on it! And I didn't even see any big and or cool decorations anywhere else on base!

This kind of shit pisses me off! That's my fucking holiday! And now, I have to REALLY decorate for Christmas and then maybe I'll get some kind of recognition for that....but I doubt it. Fuck Navy Housing!!

Gingerbread Man...

Run run as fast as you can...
You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread man.....'s contractor!

This is my house that I'll be decorating for the traditional gingerbread house decorating that we do every year. I'm gettin all elaborate and shit!

It's a 2 story, upper middle class house in the suburbs held together entirely with frosting! And yes, that is a gazebo on the side.

Fuck You Very Much...Sincerely, The Karma Fairy

So, the last couple of days have been GREAT! Leo's boat broke, so I got to see him on Friday night. He surprised me at work with flowers, it was a very nice surprise. I've been getting to spend some unexpected time with him and that's always nice when he's supposed to be gone for 3 months.

This morning I got to sleep in; and that's where this day ends with happiness and goodness. Leo has duty so he went to work and I didn't get to see him today (of corse today is the only day this week they didn't have to go in if they didn't have duty). I woke up at 11, and housing was supposed to come out and do a "safety check" on my garage door at 1. Ok great. I have lots of things for them to fix. Well, the guy got here at 1, and was immediately an asshole. Do I have the stereotypical I'M A NAVY WIFE tattoo on my forehead?? Because he was totally condescending to me, treating me like I was a lazy idiot. Let's just say, by the time he left, nothing was fixed and I wanted to drive a lawn dart through his ears and murder him in my driveway! I'm not a fucking moron, and I didn't deserve to be treated like I was.

Then, I left to get a paper so I could get the fliers for the after turkey day sales. Being a Sunday, I put my $1.50 into the newspaper machine. It didn't open. FUCK!! So, I went inside only to find out that they couldn't refund my money because it was "private property" and they "couldn't even post a sign on it telling people that it was broken." So, not only do they know it's broken, but they're going to let people continue to put money into it and do nothing about it!

So, I went to Safeway to get a paper. While in the parking lot I was almost hit by a ton of carts that a [rather young] employee yanked out of the parking lot cart holder and almost into my car. I slammed on my brakes, only to get shot a death glare from the little snot like it was my fault she wasn't paying attention and almost fuct up my car!! Safeway didn't have any newspapers, they were sold out. Figures.

So, I made my way to Albertsons; who apparently doesn't carry any kind of newspaper. So I gave up and rented some movies at Blockbuster. On my way home, I made a last ditch effort to get a paper by stopping at the last gas station; they had a paper, so I bought one.

I got home and everything was fine for a while. Leo got to come see me for like 5 minutes. Just long enough for me to rant about my pitiful day (up to that point) and then he had to leave. The small sunbreak in my day. After he left I put in a movie and relaxed. Figuring [stupidly] that if I stayed home no more bad shit would happen.

I got a call from my grandma to confirm that we were going to Curves in the morning at 7; yes. Oh, and by the way, she says to me "Rich (my grandpa) spent all last night in urgent care; one of his lungs is totally filled with fluid, and he has to have a CAT scan (or MRI or something) to see what's wrong. We don't know what it is, and why it's happening, but the doctor seems really worried....I'm not supposed to tell anyone so don't say ANYTHING to your Mom or aunt!" He had a huge spike in his blood pressure last week, but they didn't find anything wrong; so they're thinking that the two are related. Now, I'm worried about my grandpa; whom I've just started to have an actual relationship with. We always had an unspoken bond, but since they moved up here it's gotten much stronger. And now I'm really worried!

To top all of this bullshit off, dinner is making me feel like I have to puke! This fucking sux!

"Dear Tamara:

Fuck you very much!

Sincerely,
The Karma Fairy

P.S. There are no Day After Thanksgiving ads in today's paper."

Get off Your Ass and Parent!

So today, while putting away the mountains of clothing that lay on my bed, I had the news on in the background for noise. All of a sudden they start talking about teenagers and getting on these "bad" chat sites, I didn't hear much after that cause I usually start to tune out at that point. However, this time it was different. They started talking about MySpace.

I have a MySpace profile, and I don't personally understand what's so horrible about it. The news was making alligations like "the site is full of sexy profiles and inappropriate talk, and your journal is out there for everyone to see....and reportedly a young girl who was killed (just last week or something) met her killer on MySpace..." Then they go into the schools are getting involved to get children to stay away from these kind of sites...

Wait a minute...MYSPACE??.....you've got to be kidding right? The site is freaking harmless, and you can't do anything there that you couldn't do on AOL or Yahoo or any other major site. In case you get curious and want to check it out, here is a link to My Profile on MySpace.com.

Any way, the schools are starting to ban it in school and not letting kids go to the site; and I'm all for that idea. Really, it is school, and what are they doing on the internet fucking around any way? But the schools are urging parents to take action and keep their kids away from "dangerous" sites like MySpace! This is the part where you throw back your head and let out a hearty laugh **HAHAHAHAHAHAHA**

My biggest concern with all of this is, if you're going to allow your child to "surf the net" at home or at school, then you need to know where they're going. Unless you want them going to dangerous sites like MySpace and Yahoo and AOL and GoatFuckingLesbians.....The point is, get off your lazy ass and make sure your kids aren't going to any sites you don't want them to go to! How fucking hard is that?? Parents lately (some exceptions of corse) just want to let someone else raise their kid and then blame them when the kid turns out all fuct up. So, if you don't care that your kids look at porno sites, and the even more dangerous sites like MySpace and ChristianityToday.com then let them look at it...but if you care so much about it, quitcher bitchin and GET OFF YOUR ASS AND PARENT!

Goodbye...

I've done this countless times. I don't know why it still makes me want to cry, even though I promised I wouldn't. I'm going to miss the hell out of him while he's gone.

Welcome to the Family!

I just got a new tattoo last night! I've finally gotten the Isis tattoo that I've been lusting after for like a year and a half. And it is beautiful! Hurt like a sonofabitch, but that's because it's my biggest one so far and it took him almost 3 hours to finish (that's a lot of ink in one session!). It stands approx. 7 or 8" by about the same. The eye of Ra was already there, I just had her put around it.

Love it. Worship it. Envy it. Come on....you know you want one!

The guy that did it was kick ass! (I got it done at The Golden Rule in Silverdale) His name is Tony, and he's done some work for my friend Alice. While I was there just chatting it up, while he dug a needle into my flesh to scar me with beautiful ink, he asked me what I did. So I told him I was a nail tech, and he got all excited, because he loves manicures and pedicures. And, I think we'll be trading services; manicures and pedicures for tattoo's! YESSSSS!

All the cool kids are doin it. You wanna be cool don't ya? Just another in a long line of artwork that will make me a much prettier corpse when I die.

Cackling Hens in Chat Groups...

I don't know why I feel the need to keep up on the postings in the "Navy Wives in Washington" chat group on MySpace. I feel like it's a room full of 19-25 year old cackling hens. Talking about their kids, and their new Avon/Partylite/Mary Kay/Tupperware/Pampered Chef/whatever the flavor of the week "work from home" job is, so they can stay home with their babies and be "good mommies" bla bla bla.

I tried Mary Kay, that company blows! Their morals are seriously fuct up for being a "christian" corporation. Although, maybe that's what ruined it for me, never was big on religion. ***gagging on the religious propaganda shoved down my throat at those stupid meetings***

But I digress...

Being 23 (24 in December), it's not easy to say "19-25 year old cackling hens" without scrutiny. But, honestly, I tend to think (without bias of corse) that I talk and think like someone roughly 10 or so years older than I am. But I can't help but click on that stupid icon when it pops up on my Groups section when a new post has been made. I don't care about their really boring lives. Maybe it's because it's different from mine. I do have to say that there is something strangely fascinating about those type of Navy Wives. There could be a whole psychological case study on them. I would LOVE to see the results of that! HA!

Just a rant, because I'm bored and a little shocked at myself for having to keep up with something so stupid. **sigh**