PosterNutbag

seems fitting, at this time especially, to reflect back on the year past. consider this list my '05 tribute.

a new kitten
a collection of uber-witty pirate jokes
a best friend who's now 30
tivo
kick ass socks (including but not limited to the skull socks)
several weddings
promising job growth
a short lived but adored nose-ring
the expression "don't make me put the brakes on you"
at least 3 new babies
appreciation for ass-kicking music
a cruise including 3 new-to-me travel destinations
various clever t-shirts
friday happy hour
hockey (yay!)

well, christmas was a success. no injuries, at least. a few laughs even. ate lots of food-- including me mum's mac & cheese-- and gave/recieved tons o'gifts. i got my pirate tee (amongst other equally kick ass tees) ! i couldn't be more pleased! plus some massive card games were played. in a surprise twist, i came up the big loser. :P

so i have off work til jan 3rd. (go ahead with your jealousy) it's a sweet deal! i'm desperately trying to appreciate every day of it.

tomorrow the whole fam is traveling caravan-style to the volunteer state to visit the grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins... i'm less than thrilled about the trip, but i will try my best to enjoy. tennessee always does weird things to me. luckily it's just a quick trip. i'll be back before you say "boo".

anyhow, still trying to iron out new year's eve plans. i hate new year's eve. always turns out so lame and anti-climatic. i think i may just lock the doors and take some tylenol pm. bah. i shan't do that, but i may opt for some low-key activities.

welp. hope yours was great and such. get anything good? and what are YOU doing for new year's eve?

the holidays are quickly approaching and i am feeling a little bah humbug. apparently i need the three christmas ghosts to pay me a visit. i am unenthused about the gifts i have purchased for family & friends this year. i haven't even bothered to wrap them yet (an activity i usually adore). plus i have countless cards that won't make it in time. i did, however, bake some kick ass cookies-- which, might i add, have left me with a belly-ache 2 nights in a row (damn yummy cookies).

so i broke down and ordered my skull socks. i couldn't help myself. fuck waiting for christmas. besides, i needed them to wear to the hardcore show i attended this saturday past. and wear them i did! they were perfect. i fit right in amongst the bullet-belts, black leather pants, combat-style boots, and wristcuffs full of spikes. it was a beautiful thing. plus the bands were ok. (------------and by ok, i mean rockin')

pp: so someone called today while i was taking a nap.. woke me up.
me: yea.... i hate that.
pp: i didn't know who it was.
(pause)
pp: i kept saying "who is this?" and they kept answering and i kept saying "who is this?"
me: hm...
pp: i didn't recognize the name. i kept asking "and WHO is that?"
me: gosh, poppop, who was it?
pp: *chuckle* your cousin.
me: wow. poppop, sounds like you were disoriented- just waking up...... i think that would have scared me.
pp: yea, i bet he was thinking "uh-oh, better get the suit to the cleaners."

despair- such truth
elvis duck
ninja launcher- to keep at my desk
it's a magnet- :P
pirate tee- for nights out on the town
avenging unicorn set - thanks poppy

skull socks- everyone needs a pair
the shocker poster- just cause
bumper sticker

i loathe you and your illegitimate claims at forecasting.

for two days i have been forced to bare the media frenzy of snow-related news items brought on by your shoddy reports. local coverage has included: selling trends in snow shovels at area stores, how to recognize hypothermia signs amongst the growing elderly population, at-home holiday projects to do with the kiddies, and graph charts illustrating record snowfall amounts/temperatures over the past 20 years. interviews of salt-truck drivers flood the airwaves.

it's enough to drive a girl mad.

everywhere i've been today people have been talking about the weather. each phone call i recieved began with, "ready for this snow?" or "boy, it's cold out there." even my waiter at lunch interogated me for current weather observations. as i left work my boss yelled down the hall, "i hope you are taking paperwork home-- just in case."

the anticipation is relentless.

so, you weathermen bastards, i ask you this: WHERE IS THIS SNOW you've been speaking of?!?!? WHERE?!?! ....................................................................................................................................................... it's not coming, is it?