MySpace- BAH.

I have a few ideas for posts and stupid "my space" is hogging up my blog time. I'll try and do them tomorrow. Please check back soon!

wow. I just read a comment left on one of my posts that I never seen before.

"Anonymous said...

wow, i designed those boots back in 1995...

i was just curious when the link on google said
"i have a pair of columbia boots that i love"...

cheers"

Pretty cool that the person that designed the greatest boots ever saw my post! HAH!

KINDERGARTEN manners.

Really. In all seriousness. IS THERE ANYTHING MORE DISGUSTING than someone that sneezes or coughs without covering their mouths??
well, here's your answer.

NO. THERE'S. NOT.

If you sneeze or cough around me and you spray your nasty germs anywhere near me I WILL address it immediently. I don't care WHO you are. That's really. fucking. grose. So don't look at ME like I'm the rude one when it happens.

I learned these manners in KINDERGARTEN!! why didn't you?

This woman obviously dropped all of her English AND Spelling classes during her whole school career in order to brake, trane, and go ridding.
Lovin it.

solutions?

I have read that last post a few times and it's helped me to organize, as well as come up with solutions.
• This is a hard one, but I am going to take off from the barn on Tues. & Thurs. Dusty will still get ridden five times a week. He's not going to die if I don't ride him everyday. Or if he doesn't see my face, Right?
-This will save me gas and time.


• I have GONE to the grocery store and the health food store and I now have food in my house (Including the most amazing peanut butter ever). And Dr. Bronner's Tea Tree soap for my face which is very important to me.


I will eat at home more often. And at lunch I can spin up to the grocery store and get something pre-made for under $5.
-This will save me money.

• I have decided to go into work earlier so that I can get out earlier.
-this will save my daylight time. And my bedtime. And my sanity down Scenic Hwy. (more like Scenic TWO LANE with construction) at 5 pm.

• I have paid everyone that wanted to chop my legs off at the knees. Except the school-loan ninjas. They get theirs once a month. Like Chinese water torture. Keeps 'em up on their skills.
-this will save me on anexiety.

• I have decided to stay living in my place until the lease is up, which is March. There is someone that I am counting on that can get a house with me. In an area that is best for my schedule. I asked Joe to pop me if I speak of moving again until March. It's official.
-this saves me about a little of EVERYthing.

I have done these things for a week now and already I'm feeling much more relaxed. More creative at work. The Monsoon Stereo in my new Jettie is a big help too. Nothing like BB & Lucille in Monsoon decibels, or Ween's Transdermal Celebration.

Here's where I get like I try an not get

"Those that live within their means have a serious lack of imagination." -Oscar Wilde

There's been a lot going on in my life in the past few months. I think that I pissed off a witch, or that the planet of everlasting discipline; Saturn has found a home in my sky, or that someone got a hold of one of my toe nail clippings, thus sewing a voo-doo doll in my honor.

I've begun to think that this life that I am living is not the path set forth for me. I'm not sure I'm living up to my destiny. I don't always make the most sagacious decisions. At the time I think I am, but if I would pay more attention to the little details I would be more likely to be prepared for situations that call for preparedness. Like making SURE that I had car insurance.

I've been a good person, spreading good karma and running down groups of teenagers to ask them if they just dropped this 60GB iPod that I just found in the sand instead of putting it straight into my pocket.

I just feel sometimes that I can't take care of EVERYthing. I really have compassion for the working single mother. I don't have enough time to EAT let alone pick up and feed kids. And it's hard being at work all day, holding a full time job and having to take care of my personal life. There is no tandem cooperation when your alone. There is no "can you run home and see if Mutch came back home yet?" when the dog takes off on a magnificent voyage as you're leaving for work. And there definitely is not any default have-to-sorta take me to work because my car is fucked. And I strongly stress that there is no food called Dinner, or Supper in the house.
What I eat for dinner at 10pm:
-egg noodles left over from making chicken soup a year ago.
-the last of the yummy frozen vegetables that I got when I actually went to the store.
-some season salt, kosher salt, pepper. Olive Oil.
and I might open that can of tomato paste that has been through two moves with me.
This will go on until one of my two ingredients are gone.

I know that I can just go to the grocery store. I do go. Sometimes. But I buy food and it ends up going bad. I take a pork chop out of the freezer and it sits in my refrigerator for days. Sometimes too many days to cook it safely.

I'm just SO ALL OVER THE PLACE. I failed to develop that part of my psyche or something. The question I ask myself when I get really introspect is about how I can break my intense desire to just. have. fun. I want to work, and I love working but I what I would rather be doing would not in the least give me enough money for all the things a single woman has to pay for. Shoes. Hair cuttings by a STYLIST not "Clips R Us". Paying the same fee for health coverage and trash pickup as a family of 5.

It doesn't matter that I only put my trash out twice a month. They're driving that truck down the street twice a week and that big claw will pick up the air if it has to. And a little interesting tid-bit about Pensacola...if you try and share the trash service with the tenant above you, -err, I mean if you try and conserve the city's budget by not making that huge truck waste it's gas stopping at your house eighteen times a month, you will get cited. From the city. CITED. The City of Pensacola will give you a ticket. Every single address has to have trash pickup. This pretty much confirms that I was most certainly born in the wrong generation because I think that you used to be able to put that shit out there and they just picked it up. Taxes Old School.

Some people might think that single people have it made. Sure, some do. The ones that were born with the ability to do math and become investment brokers. For those of us that were born with a very visual creative mind in this field, it's dam hard to make over a hundred thousand dollars a year. Even Fifty for the most part.

In my opinion with my freelance work the general public wants to see tangible goods being processed through calculators, shovels, and earth movers. Pulling creativity out of your head just isn't justifiable in a lot of cases. They don't want to PAY for the work...BECAUSE they think that I just press "enter" three times and a beautiful professional ad or design comes popping out of my computer. It's not so easy living comfortably as a single person in this United States of ours. I end up paying THE WHOLE amount for many of the SAME things that two incomes pay for. Thus, I work twice as hard.
I'm just sayin.
*I have to ask. Does it ever equal out in some way? I can't claim any dependants on my taxes and I pay the same taxes-right?)

Sometimes it can get a little hectic. I thank god for the people that ALWAYS catch me when I slip. The people that have (more than once) given me, in one lump sum the equalivent of a year's salary in Belarus. My parents.

I am lucky. Mildly spoiled. And totally horrible because I do think that I should be able to buy them vacations as presents by NOW.

But I kick ass too. I work hard and care about my work. I'm always with the goal of improving. Solution driven. I can only keep trying my best and overcome those obstacles in my mind that won't let me believe that I deserve to be a comfortable. Because in the infomercials say that all you have to do is BELIEVE you deserve it..OR con the trash people into thinking that only one person lives in your duplex.

Conversation with the Farrier

Walking over to my new car. "So you like it?" I said.
He's looking around at it...
"UM?! HELLOooo!ITHASHEATEDLEATHERSEATS!!"
"Yah, it's nice. But what the hell do you need heated seats for? You LIVE in FLORIDA.?" He looked confused.
"I grew up in OhhhHIO. It's all principle dood."

I lied. There is ONE more thing...

1. What time is it?
10:50pm

2. What's your full name
Slub Slubitaw

3. What are you most afraid of
That BIG hairy credit monster.

4. What is the most recent movie that you have seen on bootleg
On Bootleg? um. well. um. We won't talk about what's in my DVD player.

5. Place of birth
Youngstown, Ohio. I'm. SO. HOOOOD.

6. Favorite food
Shis-ka-bobs. Tacos.

7. What's your natural hair color
yukkie dull Brown

8. Ever been a Neat Freak
I'm kinda neat. Everyone I know is pretty neat.

9. Ever been skinny dipping
oh hell yah.

10. Love someone so much it made you cry
Yes. Especially when your looking down at his closed casket.

11. Been in a car accident?
yah! you should try it! It's a blast! Nothing like four months of hell and an airbag all up in yo grill. Like a bag of marbles.

12. Croutons or bacon bits?
Croutons rip up the inside of my mouth. Bacon bits just extra calories. Now, Blue Cheese is a whole other story.

13. Favorite day of the week
Friday

14. Favorite restaurant
The park bench over by the Bayou with takeout.

15. Favorite Flower
I like them ALL.

16. Favorite sport to watch
Football. Show Jumping.

17. Favorite drink
Margarita. Jack n COKE. Kinda a tie.

18. Favorite ice cream
ANY.

19. Warner Brothers/Disney
ick. Jim Jarmush, Coen Brothers.

20. Ever been on a ship
Dad's boat is kinda a ship. And my parents have three little ships, some call em Jet Skis's.

21. What color is your bedroom carpet
There is no carpeting.

22. How many times did you fail your driver's test?
Once.

23. Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail
Deana (a friend from high-school) sent me this in my email.

24. What do you do when you are bored
I don't have time to be bored.

25. Bedtime
12-1am

26. Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest
Britney.

27 Who will least likely respond
Paris.

28. Who is the person that you are most curious to see their responses
Amy Winehouse I guess. She needs something else to do besides cocaine (allegedly)


29.Favorite TV shows
LOST.

30. Last person you went to dinner with
Joe

31. Park or Zoo
I guess the park. I'd rather see animals running around free. Just not the snakes.

32. What are your favorite colors
Brown/Yellow. Not toghether.

33. How many tattoos do you have
NONE as of yet?

34. How many pets do you have
Three. A dog, a three legged siamese cat, and a Thoroughbred.

35.Which came first, the chicken or the egg
Oh really? well then what's the difference between an orange?

36.What do you want to do before you die?
Have gotten accomplished what I was sent here to do.

37.Have you ever been to Hawaii
No.

38.Have you been to countries outside the U.S.
No, except for Canada. But I got my passport ready just incase...

39.To how many people are you sending this e-mail?
None. I'm putting it on my blog.

Time this survey ended
11:12pm
Thank You.

the two things. the only two things

This little jettie is more than just a new car. It's a closing to a very impossible part of my life.

my NEW car!

This horse is more than just a horse. He's a best friend and he's my reality's outlet.


These two things are the only two things that I ever can remember wanting. It's tough. I work my ass off but I got them. Only one has heated seats, and radio controls on the steering wheel.

I am SO THANKFUL for MANY things in my life. Regretful for none.