PosterNutbag

i'm so outta here, you fools!

i'll be back next week with lots o' pics and hopes of reproducing.

in preparation for my big trip, i am spending my evening going through my clothing. gotta give each article the ol' smell/stain check to see if it is in need of laundering. you see, i have gotten into the habit of hanging up my clothes regardless of dirt, so that i can distinguish said items from the husband's clothing stack. he has the opposite method: throwing all clothing-- dirty or clean-- onto a chair and going through them just before the laundry is done. (as you can guess, i end up doing twice the amount of laundry since things that could have gotten a second wearing are now contaminated by the dirty clothing.)

now all this talk of "recycling" clothes may gross you out and i can hear some of my girl-friends wretching in the background as i admit to doing laundry for the man. but, damn it, some items are questionable. they could go either way. it seems that i always long to wear a shirt that has been thrown in the hamper a mere two days after placing it there. plus my loads aren't big enough alone to justify the horrid act of washing them so i end up throwing in items that really shouldn't be mixed, therefore doing the man's laundry seems only fitting. besides, i don't trust him with the task of washing my clothes. he is on strict towels, bedsheets, and underwear/socks duty.

now you should know that i despise doing laundry. throwing things in the washer and then dryer isn't what sucks. i rather like the smell of clean clothes permeating from the dryer. it is just that then they must be folded--- or worse, ironed --- and put away. i'm not sure i have ever completed all these steps in a single day. generally i have piles everywhere. dirty, clean, folded, not-folded, socks that have not been matched up, etc... i even have a few shirts hanging in the coat-closet that need to be ironed--- sadly, they have been there for more than one season.

why am i telling you all of this? i'm not really sure. i guess i am hoping that this confession will lead to better laundering habits-- starting, perhaps, with tonight. *sigh* unlikely. but we'll see.

these days it is impossible to wake up in the mornings. what is that about? yesterday i could dismiss my sleepiness as part of the rainy-dreariness but today it is sunny and nice. no excuse. thank god for coffee.

watched that movie Gothika last night and i dunno. i wasn't too impressed. kinda scary in parts though---- the kind of hide-your-eyes-with-your-hand-but-peek-out-between-your-fingers-so-you-don't-miss-anything scary.

just 2 more days until my colorado trip. i am so ready to blow off the east coast. although a friend suggested i get some meds for altitude sickness but the pharmacist at target tells me none exist. how can that be?

ok, well, truthfully, i have nothing exciting to blog about so i'm just rambling. i'll stop, drink my coffee, get dressed, and go to work. you have a fabulous day.

-picked up ugly casanova tonight and that jank just makes my whole world alright. it's quite probable that i have developed some kind of obsessive crush on isaac brock. i dunno. i seem to have picked up a lot of lusty-crushes these days. but damn, those tunes make it all worthwhile. (thanks again to the music consultant)

-i'm not sure if i ever filled you in on the conclusion of my "deer incident" but my car is totally on the up-and-up and i am better for it. seems it all worked out best for me in the end--- new hood, no rust spot on my door, scratches are at a minimal --- i have fallen in love with my wheels yet again.......... just one complaint. a minor one. more of an irritant, really. seems the makers of civics were not readers of So Long and Thanks For all the Fish, as i have only 3 speeds for my windshield wipers. totally unacceptable. 3 just doesnt cut it. there must be at least 231 different types of rain and 3 is an inadequate number for dealing with them. absolutely the only thing i'd change about my car right now.

-tomorrow, i'm trying ever so desperately hard to make good use of my one day off. i've got like a hundred things i'd like to do, but i can't put those kind of parameters on the day. gotta surrender to the flow and go with it. however there is one thing that is for sure: the man & i will be eating mexican. i got a mad hankering for a burrito.

mmmm.

i feel this odd responsiblity to type out a post. maybe it's cause the week has reached an end or maybe its cause im a big dork. (could be both) sadly, though, i have absolutely nothing to share with you. like Rrrrob nothing new is happening; nothing exciting to report.

hmm..... well, happy weekend to everyone. enjoy some leisure time......... i'm off to drink coffee and wake the hell up.

not that you all care about my ongoing job dilemma, but today i was offered more money to stay at the Herb Lady.... fucking decisions. i wish someone would just tell me what to do. i respond well to commands.

riding home from work today, i convinced myself that i should stop at walmart. i needed blank discs for some overdue music sharing and also deodorant. besides, sometimes you just get the urge to spend money. now, you should know, i LOATHE walmart---- everything about it. I despise its smiley-face rollback guy; its ability to trash up any town within minutes of opening; its crowds & insane parking lots. you just cant trust any place that sells guns and groceries all in one stop. and perhaps, most of all, i hate its ability to make you go in for 2 things and come out with 10. which is exactly what happened to me. luckily, i did not get a cart so i was limited to what i could carry (a new pot for my sad-but-ancient spider plant, deodorant, hair product, blank discs, a snickers bar, and oddly enough a tshirt that i am sure wont fit but it was $5 and ooh-so-cute). total bill $38.29. bitches! i hate walmart!

in other news, i am going to colorado next week (thursday to be exact) and i couldnt be more excited. gonna visit my friend Katrina and her little girl Chloe. i'm pysched as hell to see the colorado sites-- have not been out west yet (minus california which really is very different) and i am hoping to go, like, everywhere. luckily trina is a hippie-freebird chick and will be totally willing to tote me around the countryside. plus her little girl is the perfect age for cuteness (1 & half). i am sure to come home ready to reproduce........ now if only i can stand the granola-dreadie kids for a whole week. despite what preconceived notions you may have about me, those brats get on my fucking nerves.

girls & meat- a winning combination where do i find this stuff?

this weekend, a bunch of us trekked up to Hershey Park for a little amusement (as part of our oil company's customer appreciation day we got discounted tixs). a good time was had by all and it was a beautiful spring day. i even managed to avoid the dreaded sunburn, for that i am ever grateful. i spent most of the day as the mom, holding everyone's stuff while they bumrushed the coasters. you can call me a wussy or whatever, but i like to keep my feet on the ground. but dont think i rode nothing. i was brave and went on the Mousetrap, as well as the Canyon Rapids ride where i was soaked to the bone. throw in a little bumper cars and some Dip n' Dots ice cream of the future and call it a day. plus, i got to play some fun-ass skee ball, as well as whoop the bro in some streetfighter. (i like to be the girliegirl and kick all the guy's asses--as an added bonus she giggles when she wins) in all fairness, i should clarify, i whipped him for about 4 rounds, then he came back with a vengeance and killed me off-- a couple of times over. sadly, that is the story of my life-- strong as hell in the beginning then fading off to sucky-ness.

but a new week has begun and i am back at the shop. bored as hell and ready to be done with this big mistake. on the plus side, i did finish my book, Villa Incognito (finally). Ol' Tom Robbins always takes me forever to read (he is not an author to read 2-3 pages here and 2-3 pages there), but he is so satisfying. In any case, I have started reading the prequel to the everpopular DaVinci Code, Angels & Demons. while, i'm not sure the bosslady will be thrilled to see me sitting around reading, i must point out that the worst she can do is tell me to go home. and how bad is that really?

i seem to have an uncanny ability of speaking out of turn. proof of that pudding is the accidental announcement of the plastic containers gig in RIC. but it all seems to be good in the hood, as kitty has made it official. what can i say, i like things shaken and stirred!

next, i should say, i'm jobless. or rather, almost jobless. you see, i have just given notice to the new position. and really, i couldn't feel better about all this job upheaval. i am moving on to bigger and brighter pastures-- as soon as i figure out just where those fields may be. like the kitty, i am seeking to live a rock-n-roll, balls-to-the-wall lifestyle. maybe i'll go back to the ol' degree and actually work in the social work field. or maybe i'll become someone's slutty secretary. at this juncture i just don't know. and damnit that's ok. i'm ok. you're ok. we are all ok. and that's good stuff.

ooooh-- you may notice a new addition to the "associates". that would be my new friend, who i found through this clever site. i like to read his blog while drinking coca-cola through a crazy straw. visit him or don't. frankly, i'm not sure that he is ready for the onslaught of funny guys he is sure to inherit with the increased readership.

Dishonest Dubya Action Figure

not as kinky as it sounds (a good command: do the worm)

it's way too cold and rainy today for me to stand. i just want to crawl back into bed and sleep the day away. but instead im at work (i know, i know, you are at work too so i shouldnt be complaining). today's my last day at the "gallery" and then i will be a full time "herb lady" (insert obvious jokes here). i dunno though, retail truly blows and i think my days in it are numbered --- new job or not. infact i'd like to give two weeks notice to the new job right now, but the husband says i should give it a couple of weeks. damn hubby and his rational thought process.

in any case, let me give some love to the new modest mouse. finally recieved it via mail on Saturday, along with the live disc, and it is some good shit. but you knew that already.

also this weekend, i made november plans to travel to the windy city in order to see the reunited pixies. i seriously hope the show is worth the 10-14 hour drive (i have yet to mapquest the official travel time). my friend michelle is completly stoked though, so her excitement alone should get me through the journey. maybe we'll stay for the weekend and hit the town.... at the least i will be adding another state to my map of places ive been.

alright back to the grind.

oooh, i mourn for my sunday night tv lineup. how quickly it has changed.... and for the worst! sex & the city is done, curb your enthusiasm is over, home movies has been yanked.... why, oh why, must the tv gods do this to me? what am i being punished for? my joy has been sucked right from me.

worst of all, i found myself watching tlc's what not to wear. you see, my bestest gay men friends have informed me that my wardrobe sucks. they tell me that i dress poorly, and perhaps they are right. but, trust me, they are no fashion-iestas. i say give me $5000 to shop with and ill come home with some better clothes. i promise.

well, i wish i had something better to blog about-- for your sake and mine. work sucks. (yea, that's right the new job was not the answer to my prayers as i had hoped)

blah blah blah.... just waiting for the tylenol pm to kick in..... la la la....

i leave you with this: mr. t gives some great advice

*groan*
nick and jessica variety show this sunday
mr t, dolly parton, and jewel =guests

consider yourself warned!

Which "Saved By The Bell" Character Are You?

ok..... i need help. how the hell do i post pics, images, etc?????? i'm at a loss. and you are so smart.

what a fan-tabulous day and all.... finally some sun. (if only there was some fun to follow) you see, for me, today is Friday which will explain my elation to all you tuesday-haters. I have wed & thurs off and i couldnt be happier! plus modest mouse has a new one out and i shall be receiving it soon, soon, soon. (kitty dont spoil it for me with any negativity)

so this weekend: trumpster was on the ol' sat night live and it was actually a funny one. or at least the trump wings commercial provoked some laughs. and his hair. and what is up with ben harper & jack johnson playing with toots & the maytals--- did we really need them there?

in other news, i cant get my head around jazz. went to see a show at blues alley with the hubby last night and i dunno. jazz isnt for me. too chaotic, too unorganized, too spontaneous. i cant get into it. i can appreciate the musicianship but not much else. maybe ill grow up one day and get it. maybe.

found way too many links off this page that i wanted to share with you so i decided to make some dedications....

the husband

kitty

frankenblog

duggggggg

the pro

even you rrrobl

the-bro-in-law

the janitor