Thursday, August 30
The fair is this week, and I'm super-excited to go. I can't wait to find someone to go with! Will someone go with me? Please? Pretty please? Nobody has the time, money, or inclination. Or rather, no one has the magical combination of all three. Damnit.
My brakes are bad, and they're being fixed. It seems there might be more to the problem than the lines themselves, which is a pooper. It might actually be that little box do-ma-jig sort of to the side? But kind of underneath? Them. Let's all keep our fingers crossed that it's not the box. From what I understand, the box is more work.
There's also the matter of the car-before, the matter being that it's still doomed to live out it's last days in the garage. That is, unless someone can fix it. Which they might be able to do. And hey, free car repairs? Are awesome. It helps to have buddies with spare time.
I've got the cutest picture of Stinky with Bruce. You'll just die when you see it.
There. Did you die? I thought you would.
Saturday, August 18
Your Score: English Genius
You scored 92% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 80% Advanced, and 80% Expert!
You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go!
Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!
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Thursday, August 16
I have an interview this morning for, well, I'm not sure. What I am sure of is that I don't have any professional looking clothes. That don't show part of my boobies. I'm going with an old standard, and I'm sure it'll be fine. Or as fine as it can be when I've only got the vaguest idea what the job is about. Something with milk. That's about as far as I've gotten.
We'll see. It actually sounds pretty cool, because I love to learn new things. I hope I get hired so I can see what the job's all about. Maybe learn a thing or two about milk.
I'll let you know.
Tuesday, August 14
In the meantime, though, I'm trying to clean the house in a rush - don't want him coming home to see that Lazy has moved in in his absence. Actually, it looks more like Hurricane Lazy struck the house. And stayed for a visit. I'm clearing things up, though.
Did you know that when you do laundry but neglect to fold, eventually you won't be able to reach the machines to do more laundry? It's funny how that works. Not to fear, though, I've taken care of that mess. Well, most of it.
It's also Clean Out the Fridge day - garbage day is tomorrow. I think I'll expand it this week to include my closets. I don't like to throw away clothes. I have a deep attachment to most of them. I can remember what I was wearing when I first met Bruce, and while it doesn't really fit me anymore, it would be sad to get rid of it. Sure it was a Walmart shirt, probably cost me five dollars, tops, but that isn't the point for me. I made out on the dock in that shirt. That's a big deal for me.
Most of the clothes I'm talking about don't have that kind of memory attached, though. Most of them have several memories of me trying to wear them because I had nothing else to wear, being uncomfortable for a few hours, and remembering why I don't like to wear them. Then I forgot they were uncomfortable and put them back in the closet, and the cycle repeated. I'm going to bring these clothes to Goodwill. There's no point in keeping them.
Thursday, August 2
This time was a little different. She took one look at my birthdate, looked a second time and said, "Oh! Well, I must have just made your day!"
(I'm pausing, to let that sink in a little.)
I think that falls under the category of things that I Can Say to You, but You Cannot Say to Me.
Anyway, here's to being twenty-seven! In four days!
Sent at 2:47 PM on Thursday
Sarah: yeah, i think you did tell me, i'm glad it all went well
Sarah: uh, huh?
Mary: WHAT YA GONNA DO WHEN THEY COME FOR YOU
Sarah: bad boys?
please tell me what's going on?
Mary: YEAH, BAD BOYS, I GOT THE WORDS WRONG, AND DADDY KNEW IT RIGHT AWAY WHEN I SAID IT................CRYBABY, CRYBABY WHAT THEN?
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Eventually, I realized she was commenting on an old status message I had - a really, really old status message. I have no idea how she saw it, it's months old.