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

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!