I heard some people have started to get their rebate checks today. I also heard that our idiot President said we the people should spend the money on food and gas versus HDTVs. Great, he's an Indian giver too.
Work has been sucking the life out of me lately (I am temporarily doing something that I really don't want to be doing). The crew of people I am forced to spend my time w/ 40+ hours per week are complete idiots. I share an office with a socially inappropriate social worker that wants to therapize me at every chance she can get. Today she asked me how my parents disciplined me. Mind you, I've known this woman for a little over a month, none of her business, and I had to tell her that. This is why she thinks I'm "bossy" I suppose. Just because I work in mental health doesn't mean I want or need to disclose my issues to everyone, nor does it mean I want to hear all about your problems. Jesus Christ, I get enough of that through the patients. It's like never having a break.
Dinner tonight was a pasta bake. I sauteed shrooms, garlic & green onions, then added whole wheat rotini pasta & vodka sauce. It was topped w/ a blend of cheeses and baked for 20 mins. MMMMM so delish. Now I'm craving something sweet, good thing I have Ben & Jerry's in the freezer. I'll have a few spoonfuls to get my fix.
On the doggie tip, Raja ain't doing so hot. She pulled through her surgery in early March, but now she is in early stages of kidney failure. She's on a special diet now & is tolerating it well. The vet says it's just a waiting game from here on out, probably a few months left w/ the big head. Bums me out but I suppose it goes with the territory. She's the best dog I've ever had and it's going to break my heart when I have to put her down. She's a sweety and I'll enjoy her while I can.
On that depressive note, I'm out.
MJ
Monday, April 28, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Local Haps
Spring has sprung, as has Yo Yo's crib. Seems she has a new rat pack of young men hanging out at her place this year. Same scenario, bunch of guys hanging out in her driveway, being loud & obnoxious, she's no where to be seen. Why would you go to a friend's house, stand outside for hours on end, while your friend just sits inside. Oh wait, I know, prime place to deal drugs, drink, and get laid.
Yo Yo has also decided to try her hand at raising yet another dog. A female pitbull named Haila, whom runs the streets. Today I noticed it's legs were all bloodied and mangled, I asked what had happened, and they told me it got hit by a car. Nice. At least this time they did take it to the vet. Idiots.
So today I'm at the stop sign in front of my house w/ my blinker on to notify other drivers/pedestrians of my plan to make a left hand turn. Yo Yo's thugs were just standing in the middle of the street where I wanted to turn, just standing there looking at me. So, I wait for a few seconds, moving slowly, thinking they will move. But they just stand there. So, I gun it and come about an inch from plowing through the six of them and they finally move. Then one yells, "you could have beeped your horn." I politely answered with, "Or you could not stand in the middle of the road and just look at me." I have no patience for this shit.
More local haps, I rolled by Dairy Delite and was crushed when I saw a sign that read, "Business for sale, see ad in newspaper." No more Dairy D, what will I do? Perhaps I'll buy it, quit my job/career, and become the local ice cream woman.
Gypsy has raised their prices due to the recession, as well as numerous other local businesses. A close friend had no idea there was even a recession going on, let alone why/what it means. I suppose ignorance is bliss.
I have been on a hosta rampage lately. These fuckers are all over my backyard and they are outrageously huge. Needless to say I dug up about five of them over this last week, divided them, replanted some, free-recycled the rest. I still have three or four more to go.
Work is nuts (no pun intended). I have reached a state of hypersomnia. All I want to do is sleep when I get home, and sleep more when my alarm notifies me that it's time to get up and do it all over again. Good thing the weather is breaking though, I fight the urge to sleep by going outside to do yard work. All the poluted oxygen does wonders for my mood. Amazing.
Peace out,
MJ
Yo Yo has also decided to try her hand at raising yet another dog. A female pitbull named Haila, whom runs the streets. Today I noticed it's legs were all bloodied and mangled, I asked what had happened, and they told me it got hit by a car. Nice. At least this time they did take it to the vet. Idiots.
So today I'm at the stop sign in front of my house w/ my blinker on to notify other drivers/pedestrians of my plan to make a left hand turn. Yo Yo's thugs were just standing in the middle of the street where I wanted to turn, just standing there looking at me. So, I wait for a few seconds, moving slowly, thinking they will move. But they just stand there. So, I gun it and come about an inch from plowing through the six of them and they finally move. Then one yells, "you could have beeped your horn." I politely answered with, "Or you could not stand in the middle of the road and just look at me." I have no patience for this shit.
More local haps, I rolled by Dairy Delite and was crushed when I saw a sign that read, "Business for sale, see ad in newspaper." No more Dairy D, what will I do? Perhaps I'll buy it, quit my job/career, and become the local ice cream woman.
Gypsy has raised their prices due to the recession, as well as numerous other local businesses. A close friend had no idea there was even a recession going on, let alone why/what it means. I suppose ignorance is bliss.
I have been on a hosta rampage lately. These fuckers are all over my backyard and they are outrageously huge. Needless to say I dug up about five of them over this last week, divided them, replanted some, free-recycled the rest. I still have three or four more to go.
Work is nuts (no pun intended). I have reached a state of hypersomnia. All I want to do is sleep when I get home, and sleep more when my alarm notifies me that it's time to get up and do it all over again. Good thing the weather is breaking though, I fight the urge to sleep by going outside to do yard work. All the poluted oxygen does wonders for my mood. Amazing.
Peace out,
MJ
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Married Men In Bars....
Last night I went to dinner to say goodbye to an old colleague that is moving. Following dinner we headed to the Garage to see my favorite local band, Lost State Of Franklin. Of course I made my way onto stage and behind the kit for a guest appearance, but I digress.
We were dancing, they were drinking, having a good time. They struck up convo at a table of drunken folks and all was well. At one point, the man standing off to the side & wearing a wedding band, got drunk enough & confident enough to start chatting it up. At some point the chatting turned into a back rub & him telling my friend how attractive he thought her friend was (the one receiving the back rub). This went on for quite some time and he was very touchy/feely and flirty with her. When she got up to go to the bathroom my friend said to me, "Tell Chuck not to be so shy and tell ***** that he thinks she's cute." I replied with, "He's married," then looked at Chuck and said, "And if I was your wife, I'd be pissed."
Turns out my drunken friends were too drunk to notice his wedding band. The sober one saves the day!!! He scurried away for a while then resumed his position of standing agaist the wall. On our way out I said to him, "Tell your wife I said hi!" He didn't like that, but oh well.
If you are doing/saying something that you would not do or say in front of your significant other, don't do or say it at all. The moral of this story....never get married.
Peace out,
MJ
We were dancing, they were drinking, having a good time. They struck up convo at a table of drunken folks and all was well. At one point, the man standing off to the side & wearing a wedding band, got drunk enough & confident enough to start chatting it up. At some point the chatting turned into a back rub & him telling my friend how attractive he thought her friend was (the one receiving the back rub). This went on for quite some time and he was very touchy/feely and flirty with her. When she got up to go to the bathroom my friend said to me, "Tell Chuck not to be so shy and tell ***** that he thinks she's cute." I replied with, "He's married," then looked at Chuck and said, "And if I was your wife, I'd be pissed."
Turns out my drunken friends were too drunk to notice his wedding band. The sober one saves the day!!! He scurried away for a while then resumed his position of standing agaist the wall. On our way out I said to him, "Tell your wife I said hi!" He didn't like that, but oh well.
If you are doing/saying something that you would not do or say in front of your significant other, don't do or say it at all. The moral of this story....never get married.
Peace out,
MJ
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