voila!
Sunday, April 15, 2007
mmm...spam!
i realized it's been quite some time since i opened up the old spam box. here's a few of the more notable ones out of the 8600 message i have in there.
Bettie Cleveland told me I can add up to three inches of my length.
However, Lorenzo Mitchell told me to avoid enhancement pills.
Newton Case told me I can find a f**kfriend tonight.
Sofia Brooks said I could find sexaholics.
Pam Stoner said "size a muscle on fold the destruction may copy some example not idea it's hate" (she's ALWAYS saying that) AND she said that some Veronica referred me to her. come on, spam-masters, i don't even KNOW any veronica's.
some random admissions office asked me if i wanted to be a crime scene investigator.
both Louisa Elliott AND Alton Tolbert told me i can increase my girth by 20%.
there are some FANTASTIC offers to consider. but for now, i sleep.
Bettie Cleveland told me I can add up to three inches of my length.
However, Lorenzo Mitchell told me to avoid enhancement pills.
Newton Case told me I can find a f**kfriend tonight.
Sofia Brooks said I could find sexaholics.
Pam Stoner said "size a muscle on fold the destruction may copy some example not idea it's hate" (she's ALWAYS saying that) AND she said that some Veronica referred me to her. come on, spam-masters, i don't even KNOW any veronica's.
some random admissions office asked me if i wanted to be a crime scene investigator.
both Louisa Elliott AND Alton Tolbert told me i can increase my girth by 20%.
there are some FANTASTIC offers to consider. but for now, i sleep.
Friday, April 13, 2007
yeah, because i needed a quiz to tell me this.
| Your Movie Buff Quotient: 96% |
 You are a movie buff of the most obsessive variety. If a movie exists, chances are that you've seen it. You're an expert on movie facts and trivia. It's hard to stump you with a question about film. |
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Lee Iacocca: Revolutionary!
read this. hell, i'll post my favorite highlights of it for you! this comes courtesy of Information Clearinghouse:
Iacocca: Where Have All the Leaders Gone?
American Empire | Books
Excerpt: Where Have All the Leaders Gone?
By Lee Iacocca with Catherine Whitney
Had Enough? Am I the only guy in this country who's fed up with what's happening? Where the hell is our outrage? We should be screaming bloody murder. We've got a gang of clueless bozos steering our ship of state right over a cliff, we've got corporate gangsters stealing us blind, and we can't even clean up after a hurricane much less build a hybrid car. But instead of getting mad, everyone sits around and nods their heads when the politicians say, "Stay the course." Stay the course? You've got to be kidding. This is America, not the damned Titanic.
The President of the United States is given a free pass to ignore the Constitution, tap our phones, and lead us to war on a pack of lies.
While we're fiddling in Iraq, the Middle East is burning and nobody seems to know what to do. And the press is waving pom-poms instead of asking hard questions.
I've had enough. How about you? I'll go a step further. You can't call yourself a patriot if you're not outraged. This is a fight I'm ready and willing to have.
Hey, America, wake up. These guys work for us. Who Are These Guys, Anyway? Why are we in this mess? How did we end up with this crowd in Washington? Well, we voted for them, or at least some of us did. But I'll tell you what we didn't do. We didn't agree to suspend the Constitution. We didn't agree to stop asking questions or demanding answers. Some of us are sick and tired of people who call free speech treason. Where I come from that's a dictatorship, not a democracy.
The Test of a Leader
I've never been Commander in Chief, but I've been a CEO. I understand a few things about leadership at the top. I've figured out nine points, not ten (I don't want people accusing me of thinking I'm Moses). I call them the "Nine Cs of Leadership." They're not fancy or complicated. Just clear, obvious qualities that every true leader should have. We should look at how the current administration stacks up. Like it or not, this crew is going to be around until January 2009. Maybe we can learn something before we go to the polls in 2008. Then let's be sure we use the leadership test to screen the candidates who say they want to run the country. It's up to us to choose wisely.
A leader has to show CURIOSITY. He has to listen to people outside of the "Yes, sir" crowd in his inner circle. He has to read voraciously, because the world is a big, complicated place. George W. Bush brags about never reading a newspaper. "I just scan the headlines," he says. Am I hearing this right? He's the President of the United States and he never reads a newspaper?
Before the 2006 election, George Bush made a big point of saying he didn't listen to the polls. Yeah, that's what they all say when the polls stink. But maybe he should have listened, because 70 percent of the people were saying he was on the wrong track.
George Bush prides himself on never changing, even as the world around him is spinning out of control. God forbid someone should accuse him of flip-flopping.
Senator Joe Biden recalled a conversation he had with Bush a few months after our troops marched into Baghdad. Joe was in the Oval Office outlining his concerns to the President, the explosive mix of Shiite and Sunni, the disbanded Iraqi army, the problems securing the oil fields. "The President was serene," Joe recalled. "He told me he was sure that we were on the right course and that all would be well. 'Mr. President,' I finally said, 'how can you be so sure when you don't yet know all the facts?'" Bush then reached over and put a steadying hand on Joe's shoulder. "My instincts," he said. "My instincts." Joe was flabbergasted. He told Bush,"Mr. President, your instincts aren't good enough."
George Bush has a lot of power. What does it say about his character? Bush has shown a willingness to take bold action on the world stage because he has the power, but he shows little regard for the grievous consequences. He has sent our troops (not to mention hundreds of thousands of innocent Iraqi citizens) to their deaths. For what? To build our oil reserves? To avenge his daddy because Saddam Hussein once tried to have him killed? To show his daddy he's tougher? The motivations behind the war in Iraq are questionable, and the execution of the war has been a disaster. A man of character does not ask a single soldier to die for a failed policy.
Swagger isn't courage. Tough talk isn't courage. George Bush comes from a blue-blooded Connecticut family, but he likes to talk like a cowboy. You know, My gun is bigger than your gun. Courage in the twenty-first century doesn't mean posturing and bravado. Courage is a commitment to sit down at the negotiating table and talk.
Bush can't even make a public appearance unless the audience has been handpicked and sanitized. He did a series of so-called town hall meetings last year, in auditoriums packed with his most devoted fans.
To be a leader you've got to have CONVICTION, a fire in your belly. You've got to have passion. You've got to really want to get something done. How do you measure fire in the belly? Bush has set the all-time record for number of vacation days taken by a U.S. President, four hundred and counting. He'd rather clear brush on his ranch than immerse himself in the business of governing. He even told an interviewer that the high point of his presidency so far was catching a seven-and-a-half-pound perch in his hand-stocked lake.
Maybe George Bush is a great guy to hang out with at a barbecue or a ball game. But put him at a global summit where the future of our planet is at stake, and he doesn't look very presidential. Those frat-boy pranks and the kidding around he enjoys so much don't go over that well with world leaders. Just ask German Chancellor Angela Merkel, who received an unwelcome shoulder massage from our President at a G-8 Summit.
Bush brags about being our first MBA President. Does that make him competent? Well, let's see. Thanks to our first MBA President, we've got the largest deficit in history, Social Security is on life support, and we've run up a half-a-trillion-dollar price tag (so far) in Iraq. And that's just for starters.
George Bush doesn't have common sense. He just has a lot of sound bites. You know, Mr.they'll-welcome-us-as-liberators-no-child- left-behind-heck-of-a-job-Brownie-mission- accomplished Bush.
So here's where we stand. We're immersed in a bloody war with no plan for winning and no plan for leaving. We're running the biggest deficit in the history of the country. We're losing the manufacturing edge to Asia, while our once-great companies are getting slaughtered by health care costs. Gas prices are skyrocketing, and nobody in power has a coherent energy policy. Our schools are in trouble. Our borders are like sieves. The middle class is being squeezed every which way. These are times that cry out for leadership.
I have news for the gang in Congress. We didn't elect you to sit on your asses and do nothing and remain silent while our democracy is being hijacked and our greatness is being replaced with mediocrity. What is everybody so afraid of? That some bobblehead on Fox News will call them a name? Give me a break. Why don't you guys show some spine for a change?
So let's shake off the horseshit and go to work. Let's tell 'em all we've had enough.
Iacocca: Where Have All the Leaders Gone?
American Empire | Books
Excerpt: Where Have All the Leaders Gone?
By Lee Iacocca with Catherine Whitney
Had Enough? Am I the only guy in this country who's fed up with what's happening? Where the hell is our outrage? We should be screaming bloody murder. We've got a gang of clueless bozos steering our ship of state right over a cliff, we've got corporate gangsters stealing us blind, and we can't even clean up after a hurricane much less build a hybrid car. But instead of getting mad, everyone sits around and nods their heads when the politicians say, "Stay the course." Stay the course? You've got to be kidding. This is America, not the damned Titanic.
The President of the United States is given a free pass to ignore the Constitution, tap our phones, and lead us to war on a pack of lies.
While we're fiddling in Iraq, the Middle East is burning and nobody seems to know what to do. And the press is waving pom-poms instead of asking hard questions.
I've had enough. How about you? I'll go a step further. You can't call yourself a patriot if you're not outraged. This is a fight I'm ready and willing to have.
Hey, America, wake up. These guys work for us. Who Are These Guys, Anyway? Why are we in this mess? How did we end up with this crowd in Washington? Well, we voted for them, or at least some of us did. But I'll tell you what we didn't do. We didn't agree to suspend the Constitution. We didn't agree to stop asking questions or demanding answers. Some of us are sick and tired of people who call free speech treason. Where I come from that's a dictatorship, not a democracy.
The Test of a Leader
I've never been Commander in Chief, but I've been a CEO. I understand a few things about leadership at the top. I've figured out nine points, not ten (I don't want people accusing me of thinking I'm Moses). I call them the "Nine Cs of Leadership." They're not fancy or complicated. Just clear, obvious qualities that every true leader should have. We should look at how the current administration stacks up. Like it or not, this crew is going to be around until January 2009. Maybe we can learn something before we go to the polls in 2008. Then let's be sure we use the leadership test to screen the candidates who say they want to run the country. It's up to us to choose wisely.
A leader has to show CURIOSITY. He has to listen to people outside of the "Yes, sir" crowd in his inner circle. He has to read voraciously, because the world is a big, complicated place. George W. Bush brags about never reading a newspaper. "I just scan the headlines," he says. Am I hearing this right? He's the President of the United States and he never reads a newspaper?
Before the 2006 election, George Bush made a big point of saying he didn't listen to the polls. Yeah, that's what they all say when the polls stink. But maybe he should have listened, because 70 percent of the people were saying he was on the wrong track.
George Bush prides himself on never changing, even as the world around him is spinning out of control. God forbid someone should accuse him of flip-flopping.
Senator Joe Biden recalled a conversation he had with Bush a few months after our troops marched into Baghdad. Joe was in the Oval Office outlining his concerns to the President, the explosive mix of Shiite and Sunni, the disbanded Iraqi army, the problems securing the oil fields. "The President was serene," Joe recalled. "He told me he was sure that we were on the right course and that all would be well. 'Mr. President,' I finally said, 'how can you be so sure when you don't yet know all the facts?'" Bush then reached over and put a steadying hand on Joe's shoulder. "My instincts," he said. "My instincts." Joe was flabbergasted. He told Bush,"Mr. President, your instincts aren't good enough."
George Bush has a lot of power. What does it say about his character? Bush has shown a willingness to take bold action on the world stage because he has the power, but he shows little regard for the grievous consequences. He has sent our troops (not to mention hundreds of thousands of innocent Iraqi citizens) to their deaths. For what? To build our oil reserves? To avenge his daddy because Saddam Hussein once tried to have him killed? To show his daddy he's tougher? The motivations behind the war in Iraq are questionable, and the execution of the war has been a disaster. A man of character does not ask a single soldier to die for a failed policy.
Swagger isn't courage. Tough talk isn't courage. George Bush comes from a blue-blooded Connecticut family, but he likes to talk like a cowboy. You know, My gun is bigger than your gun. Courage in the twenty-first century doesn't mean posturing and bravado. Courage is a commitment to sit down at the negotiating table and talk.
Bush can't even make a public appearance unless the audience has been handpicked and sanitized. He did a series of so-called town hall meetings last year, in auditoriums packed with his most devoted fans.
To be a leader you've got to have CONVICTION, a fire in your belly. You've got to have passion. You've got to really want to get something done. How do you measure fire in the belly? Bush has set the all-time record for number of vacation days taken by a U.S. President, four hundred and counting. He'd rather clear brush on his ranch than immerse himself in the business of governing. He even told an interviewer that the high point of his presidency so far was catching a seven-and-a-half-pound perch in his hand-stocked lake.
Maybe George Bush is a great guy to hang out with at a barbecue or a ball game. But put him at a global summit where the future of our planet is at stake, and he doesn't look very presidential. Those frat-boy pranks and the kidding around he enjoys so much don't go over that well with world leaders. Just ask German Chancellor Angela Merkel, who received an unwelcome shoulder massage from our President at a G-8 Summit.
Bush brags about being our first MBA President. Does that make him competent? Well, let's see. Thanks to our first MBA President, we've got the largest deficit in history, Social Security is on life support, and we've run up a half-a-trillion-dollar price tag (so far) in Iraq. And that's just for starters.
George Bush doesn't have common sense. He just has a lot of sound bites. You know, Mr.they'll-welcome-us-as-liberators-no-child- left-behind-heck-of-a-job-Brownie-mission- accomplished Bush.
So here's where we stand. We're immersed in a bloody war with no plan for winning and no plan for leaving. We're running the biggest deficit in the history of the country. We're losing the manufacturing edge to Asia, while our once-great companies are getting slaughtered by health care costs. Gas prices are skyrocketing, and nobody in power has a coherent energy policy. Our schools are in trouble. Our borders are like sieves. The middle class is being squeezed every which way. These are times that cry out for leadership.
I have news for the gang in Congress. We didn't elect you to sit on your asses and do nothing and remain silent while our democracy is being hijacked and our greatness is being replaced with mediocrity. What is everybody so afraid of? That some bobblehead on Fox News will call them a name? Give me a break. Why don't you guys show some spine for a change?
So let's shake off the horseshit and go to work. Let's tell 'em all we've had enough.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
a nifty site
so in my quest to not smoke, i've become interested in watching the videos that this group does. their site has links to all of the goods.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
some days are easier than others...
it says "smooth & mellow" at the bottom. SMOOTH AND MELLOW!i want to be both smooth and mellow once again! i am rough, rocky, and whatever the hell the opposite of mellow is! what is the damn opposite of mellow????????
TENSE! IT'S TENSE. I AM TENSE.
crap.......
Thursday, April 05, 2007
ohmigod! ohmigod! ohmigod!
HEAR THE NEW NIN ALBUM HERE!!!! yay for trent! i'm listening and i CANNOT WAIT TO BUY IT!!! AHHH!!!!!!
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
karaoke night!
sadly i have no footage of dustin's rendition of "war pigs." it was AWESOME, furious D!
stupid RIAA...
"These f***ing idiots are going after a campaign that the label signed off on."
(props to d. for a heads up on this.)
(props to d. for a heads up on this.)
my personal mission for the day
when someone's cell phone goes off nearby and continues to ring and ring and ring and they CLEARLY forgot to turn it to silent because ALL I HEAR IN MY HEAD IS EFFING GWEN STEFANI, i will seek out this cell phone and do one of two things:
1. turn off ringer
2. toss into toilet; flush.
for the record, this makes TWO CELL PHONES within ten feet of me that BOTH have GWEN STEFANI ringtones. TWO.
gwen stefani:2
me:0
you may win the battle, gwen, but i'll win the war.
1. turn off ringer
2. toss into toilet; flush.
for the record, this makes TWO CELL PHONES within ten feet of me that BOTH have GWEN STEFANI ringtones. TWO.
gwen stefani:2
me:0
you may win the battle, gwen, but i'll win the war.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Friday, March 30, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
someone in this office will pay...
a cell phone just rang and the ringtone? gwen stefani. and now i have some effing "sweet escape" song stuck in my head and IT WON'T GO AWAY.
all is lost. someone's gonna pay for this....
all is lost. someone's gonna pay for this....
i suppose it had to happen eventually...
... that i'd be REALLY MISERABLE AND HORRIBLY FUCKING CRANKY FROM NOT SMOKING. i've been upbeat for the most part, but HOLY CRAP i feel awful right now. it's as though i'm two point three seconds away from shouting out all the horrible, nasty, mean-spirited things i have rattling around in my brain at all times. at least i'll get some good snidecards out of it.
Monday, March 26, 2007
my really fucked up teeth
last summer i spent a lot of money getting some root canals. i put off the crown process until my dental insurance kicked in, which i now have and was planning on getting finished up in mid april b/c my insurance is AMAZING.
however....
last night i was chewing some nicotine gum. i chewed on the right side of my mouth where a root canaled tooth is pretty brittle and BAM, the temporary filling pulls out. so now i have these canals that i fear are exposed and am pretty concerned about the following:
1. getting food stuck in this tooth, causing an infection
2. having to miss work for a freaking dentist appointment (esp. since i have to miss work for a lame cyst-ectomy. maybe i should make all appointments for the same day...)
3. not being able to chew nicotine gum b/c i don't want this to happen again
4. smoking from stress of not using nicotine gum (patches don't work well for me)
5. the toothache i'm beginning to experience as a result of my exposed canals.
so tomorrow's plan: call dentist office and figure out the next step. i think it will be a tooth buildup and a crown. and that will start off the long journey toward a mouth of more stable teeth. THIS IS THE SUCK.
however....
last night i was chewing some nicotine gum. i chewed on the right side of my mouth where a root canaled tooth is pretty brittle and BAM, the temporary filling pulls out. so now i have these canals that i fear are exposed and am pretty concerned about the following:
1. getting food stuck in this tooth, causing an infection
2. having to miss work for a freaking dentist appointment (esp. since i have to miss work for a lame cyst-ectomy. maybe i should make all appointments for the same day...)
3. not being able to chew nicotine gum b/c i don't want this to happen again
4. smoking from stress of not using nicotine gum (patches don't work well for me)
5. the toothache i'm beginning to experience as a result of my exposed canals.
so tomorrow's plan: call dentist office and figure out the next step. i think it will be a tooth buildup and a crown. and that will start off the long journey toward a mouth of more stable teeth. THIS IS THE SUCK.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
can cake help you sleep?
pretty sure that birthday cake won't help you sleep, but that didn't stop me from having a piece. it's four-thirty-two in the a.m. and i've been awake for about an hour. but i fell asleep early. and it's friday. and i've not smoked since sunday night. but here's the burning question: will i be able to hold out over the weekend? will i be able to keep my temper under control if i see other people smoking? will the urge to jab out my eyes with a pen pass anytime soon?
i want to sleep. i NEED to sleep. see how tired i look?
see? so tired is the kari.
i want to sleep. i NEED to sleep. see how tired i look?
see? so tired is the kari.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
can't...sleep....aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
...but hopefully the super bad-ass, hard-core sleep pill i just took will kick in soon enough.
okay, it's really just a benadryl. but in addition to being a great remedy for my itchy eyes, it makes me drowsy. it's a win-win!
not sure why i'm sleepless. may have something to do with the non-smoking fiasco, as that was my usual way of breathing deeply (even if i was deeply breathing rat poison) and relaxing. now i'm left with.... tv. but on the upside of that, many channels have now put scrubs into syndication, and falling asleep to the sound of zach braff is never a bad thing.
so now, dear reader, i will wander back into bed and await the slumber that only an over-the-counter antihistimine can provide.
okay, it's really just a benadryl. but in addition to being a great remedy for my itchy eyes, it makes me drowsy. it's a win-win!
not sure why i'm sleepless. may have something to do with the non-smoking fiasco, as that was my usual way of breathing deeply (even if i was deeply breathing rat poison) and relaxing. now i'm left with.... tv. but on the upside of that, many channels have now put scrubs into syndication, and falling asleep to the sound of zach braff is never a bad thing.
so now, dear reader, i will wander back into bed and await the slumber that only an over-the-counter antihistimine can provide.
Cyst Removal is the new black
i have a ganglion cyst on my left ringfinger. tomorrow i'll have aforementioned cyst removed at a surgeon's office. this is my hand now:
but on the upside, my thyroid medication is totally making my nails all strong and pretty.
but on the upside, my thyroid medication is totally making my nails all strong and pretty.
Monday, March 19, 2007
today: a contest
this is my new pen. it is a gorilla pen and there is a lever on the back which makes it possible for this gorilla to box. much like the boxing nun, but not a nun. or a puppet, for that matter. it's a gorilla pen.
but now: i need a name. the winner gets a prize.
i hate quitting smoking. blah.
argh
this sucks this sucks this sucks this sucks this sucks.
day one. nicorette fruit chill gum is the addiction of choice today.
fucking fucking fuckity fuck.
day one. nicorette fruit chill gum is the addiction of choice today.
fucking fucking fuckity fuck.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
down to four cigs per day...
.... decreasing by one per day. luckily i have the support of so many people, including:
thanks trent reznor!
thanks trent reznor!
eleven years ago today...
the most amazing girl in the world was born.
happy birthday to my kiddo!!!!!
happy birthday to my kiddo!!!!!
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Sunday, March 04, 2007
if a picture says a thousand words...
so this guy apparently dismembered his wife.
now, take a look at his picture. frankly, i would be surprised that a man with that expression DIDN'T dismember someone.
now, take a look at his picture. frankly, i would be surprised that a man with that expression DIDN'T dismember someone.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
those who can't do, mock.
at the older sister's tonight, watching the younger sister, her fiance, my brother in law and my husband play Halo II. and i'm notoriously BAD at playing games which require a controller more elaborate than an Atari joystick, so i'm watching. and mocking. why? because i can't play, but i can mock. and i will pepper this post with snippets of conversation.
"die, commie!"
"yay! i killed someone!"
in nin-related news (because i'm clearly obsessed), there will be a year zero listening party in minneapolis:
Tuesday, March 13 th @ 7 pm Varsity Theater 1308 4th St SE
and dude, it's totally free, so COUNT ME IN (along with the 200 angst-ridden teenagers who, back in my day, would be goth. now they are "emo.")
"i just beat you down."
"ow."
"damn!"
"oh, shit's gonna happen now."
"you beat me down?"
"awwww...i just threw a grenade and i thought i shot you..." (upon seeing self blown up.)
this just in: (not really. i knew about this yesterday) dustin's youtube account was stripped of all video and comments because of some silly copyright issue. am considering cancelling mine out of protest, but hate the thought of depriving the world of benito's dance video.
"run away!"
"oh man, you hunted me down like a squirrel."
"you fuckin' squirrel."
"i sure was killed."
originally i was planning on seeing "the zodiac" tomorrow, but i think the amount of time i'll be awake tonight will prohibit me from functioning like a normal human. so maybe next weekend.
"longest fight ever."
"that's cause i can't hit anything. that's the problem."
oh! new glasses are upon my face! i feel normal again. and apparently they make me look a little bit older. which is fine, as i'm nearly 32 and still carded for cigarettes.
"i need my grenades. we should have more of them."
"wow, i'm useless."
this might be the LONGEST blog post i've done in a while, simply because i have not much to do while these crazy kids play with their newfangled technological devices.
"die, commie!"
"yay! i killed someone!"
in nin-related news (because i'm clearly obsessed), there will be a year zero listening party in minneapolis:
Tuesday, March 13 th @ 7 pm Varsity Theater 1308 4th St SE
and dude, it's totally free, so COUNT ME IN (along with the 200 angst-ridden teenagers who, back in my day, would be goth. now they are "emo.")
"i just beat you down."
"ow."
"damn!"
"oh, shit's gonna happen now."
"you beat me down?"
"awwww...i just threw a grenade and i thought i shot you..." (upon seeing self blown up.)
this just in: (not really. i knew about this yesterday) dustin's youtube account was stripped of all video and comments because of some silly copyright issue. am considering cancelling mine out of protest, but hate the thought of depriving the world of benito's dance video.
"run away!"
"oh man, you hunted me down like a squirrel."
"you fuckin' squirrel."
"i sure was killed."
originally i was planning on seeing "the zodiac" tomorrow, but i think the amount of time i'll be awake tonight will prohibit me from functioning like a normal human. so maybe next weekend.
"longest fight ever."
"that's cause i can't hit anything. that's the problem."
oh! new glasses are upon my face! i feel normal again. and apparently they make me look a little bit older. which is fine, as i'm nearly 32 and still carded for cigarettes.
"i need my grenades. we should have more of them."
"wow, i'm useless."
this might be the LONGEST blog post i've done in a while, simply because i have not much to do while these crazy kids play with their newfangled technological devices.
what do you all think of this?
for those who do believe that jesus was the son of god, that he was the messiah, would the discover of not only his tomb, but also the tomb of his wife and child, change that for them? i don't know why it should, because do his mortal acts diminish his teachings that people follow (or claim to)? i've seen a few things in the google referring to james cameron wanting to tear down christianity, but i guess i'm lost as to why that would happen.
and i'm not a practicing christian in any way, which is why i can think such things and not fear a burning eternity in hell.
i remember when "the last temptation of christ" was released and there was a sign at our local movie theater stating that they would not be showing the movie. why? i think enough people in minot bitched about it being absurd and wrong, the mere IDEA that jesus wanted a life outside of being the messiah, that he had, you know, URGES. (i maintain that people were put off by harvey keitel's rendition of Judas as though he was from the bronx.)
so is that why this whole tomb business is rubbing everyone the wrong way? would it be impossible for people to believe -- nay -- stomach the idea of their messiah, their SAVIOR, as an ordinary man? if the majority of christians still prefer to see their paintings of jesus as a blond-haired, blue-eyed man, how in the HELL will this ever be acceptable?
"why don't you die?"
"cause i'm full of magic right now."
"i swear to god, i threw three grenades at your face, and you were fine."
what? my battery on this laptop is low already? damn pcs.
Friday, March 02, 2007
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
holy carp!
who loves screenshots?
the video=SO GOOD. (true, trent could read out of a freaking phone book and i'd declare "genius!") seriously. SO GOOD. and can i just add that surround sound is AMAZING? those crazy kids and their technology.
it definitely is a nice end to a really long and, at times, incredibly shite day.
more? why not!
on a completely different topic, why is it so hard to change how we are hardwired, how we react to things? logically we can see something in our lives for exactly what it is, yet something in us goes completely ballistic and later we are left feeling something very close to embarassment.
how do we all have those buttons that are pushed with very little effort, most time by accident, and then it makes us spit out all the hateful little thoughts we try not to have -- let alone verbalize. we unravel into a mess of anger and bile (not ACTUAL bile, but you know what i mean) when so very often it's completely NOT WORTH IT.
maybe that is why love is such a wonder. not because of the hearts and flowers and warm fuzzy feelings and fireworks, but a complete wonder because no matter what horrible things come out of our mouths, no matter how spiteful and grude-worthy they may be, there is still someone in this world who loves us -- who chooses to be with us. it is a absolute mystery.
and the next great wonder of the world: how will i EVER finish all the laundry i have to do? (ooh, i'm on the edge of my seat to solve this one!)
Monday, February 26, 2007
so...excited...can't...wait...for...tomorrow.....!!!!!
tuesday! tuesday! tuesday! tuesday! tuesday! tuesday! tuesday! tuesday! tuesday!Saturday, February 17, 2007
ahh, one of those days.
i think if there is a country in which people live and don't worry about their weight, don't worry about if they are eating their feelings, don't worry about how they look as compared to others, i want to live in that country.
sometimes i get this way. sometimes i feel every fold of my skin is magnified by 10,000 times and can be seen by the naked eye from one hundred light years away.
nothing feels like it fits correctly. and if it does, it's those pants you haven't worn since last year when you were forty pounds heavier. and yet you eat that bite of macaroni and cheese and you drink that coca-cola even though you know it won't do anything good for you, even though you told yourself that today, you wouldn't eat. or if you did, you'd eat sparingly and start that workout plan again. you watch commercials for fitness center with envy, eying those who offer testimonial to no longer having "junk in the trunk," for getting rid of those unwanted pounds. and you feel bitter. and resentful. not because of how you look or your genetics but because you just can't stop feeling this way today. you are angry not because of how you look, but because you are upset about it. does that make sense? so i get angry about feeling this way, not being this way. i get angry that so much of my life has been spent fucking worrying about that shit. i get angry that i'm ranting about it now, instead of happily watching a movie with my kid. i get angry that my anger pulls me out of my daily life and i'm wallowing in it.
fuck it. time to watch "the 'burbs." time to do something that matters. (hangin' with the kid, not just the 'burbs part. although that movie does rock.)
sometimes i get this way. sometimes i feel every fold of my skin is magnified by 10,000 times and can be seen by the naked eye from one hundred light years away.
nothing feels like it fits correctly. and if it does, it's those pants you haven't worn since last year when you were forty pounds heavier. and yet you eat that bite of macaroni and cheese and you drink that coca-cola even though you know it won't do anything good for you, even though you told yourself that today, you wouldn't eat. or if you did, you'd eat sparingly and start that workout plan again. you watch commercials for fitness center with envy, eying those who offer testimonial to no longer having "junk in the trunk," for getting rid of those unwanted pounds. and you feel bitter. and resentful. not because of how you look or your genetics but because you just can't stop feeling this way today. you are angry not because of how you look, but because you are upset about it. does that make sense? so i get angry about feeling this way, not being this way. i get angry that so much of my life has been spent fucking worrying about that shit. i get angry that i'm ranting about it now, instead of happily watching a movie with my kid. i get angry that my anger pulls me out of my daily life and i'm wallowing in it.
fuck it. time to watch "the 'burbs." time to do something that matters. (hangin' with the kid, not just the 'burbs part. although that movie does rock.)
Friday, February 16, 2007
there is all sorts of NIN craziness goin' on!
this info courtesy of echoingthesound
THE WEBSITES:
http://www.iamtryingtobelieve.com/
http://www.churchofplano.com/
http://www.bethehammer.net/
http://www.105thairbornecrusaders.com/
http://www.anotherversionofthetruth.com/ (click and drag your mouse around!)
http://www.consolidatedmailsystems.com/nooneimportant/
http://www.consolidatedmailsystems.com/citizen_unknown/
THE AUDIO CLIPS:
http://anotherversionofthetruth.com/audio/opalo.mp3
http://anotherversionofthetruth.com/audio/ballgameOver.mp3
http://anotherversionofthetruth.com/audio/nohurry.mp3
THE LEAKED YEAR ZERO TRACK!!:
http://thefragilehalo.com/Documents/My%20Violent%20Heart.mp3
THE PHONE MESSAGE:
For # 1-310-295-1040
http://thefragilehalo.com/Documents/PhoneMessage.mp3
THE WEBSITES:
http://www.iamtryingtobelieve.com/
http://www.churchofplano.com/
http://www.bethehammer.net/
http://www.105thairbornecrusaders.com/
http://www.anotherversionofthetruth.com/ (click and drag your mouse around!)
http://www.consolidatedmailsystems.com/nooneimportant/
http://www.consolidatedmailsystems.com/citizen_unknown/
THE AUDIO CLIPS:
http://anotherversionofthetruth.com/audio/opalo.mp3
http://anotherversionofthetruth.com/audio/ballgameOver.mp3
http://anotherversionofthetruth.com/audio/nohurry.mp3
THE LEAKED YEAR ZERO TRACK!!:
http://thefragilehalo.com/Documents/My%20Violent%20Heart.mp3
THE PHONE MESSAGE:
For # 1-310-295-1040
http://thefragilehalo.com/Documents/PhoneMessage.mp3
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Sunday, February 11, 2007
my feet are chilly.
and not as in "i'm afraid of commitment!" but just "i've been dinking around on the computer for a while and it's in the basement and i don't have sock on, therefore my feet are chilly."
had some good fun with some coworkers last night -- it's nice when you can relate to people in the same -- if not better -- way when you are actually outside of the cubicles.
last two days of work last week were THE SUCK. tooo busy. way too busy. and tomorrow promises more of the same, so i'm looking forward to THAT. for sure. totally. dude.
(what's wrong with me?)
the tattoo is healing up BEAUTIFULLY. love it. LOVE IT. want more tattoos, but will hold off until i think of something to cover up the hideous taurus tattoo. (i'm sure plenty of people put great stock into astrology. but now that i'm not 18 anymore, i'm just not one of them.) maybe i need ideas! who has an idea for a coverup? this is what you'd need to mask:
it's on the upper part of my left shoulder-blade, so i'll send a prize to whoever has the best idea! (b/c that's a good way to decide on permanent ink on my skin...)
now i have to relax on what might be the COMFIEST COUCH EVER in the living room. with the dog. while watching really crappy sunday tv. and trying to get through our laundry. all while remaining in pajamas. a FULL day, indeed.
had some good fun with some coworkers last night -- it's nice when you can relate to people in the same -- if not better -- way when you are actually outside of the cubicles.
last two days of work last week were THE SUCK. tooo busy. way too busy. and tomorrow promises more of the same, so i'm looking forward to THAT. for sure. totally. dude.
(what's wrong with me?)
the tattoo is healing up BEAUTIFULLY. love it. LOVE IT. want more tattoos, but will hold off until i think of something to cover up the hideous taurus tattoo. (i'm sure plenty of people put great stock into astrology. but now that i'm not 18 anymore, i'm just not one of them.) maybe i need ideas! who has an idea for a coverup? this is what you'd need to mask:
it's on the upper part of my left shoulder-blade, so i'll send a prize to whoever has the best idea! (b/c that's a good way to decide on permanent ink on my skin...)
now i have to relax on what might be the COMFIEST COUCH EVER in the living room. with the dog. while watching really crappy sunday tv. and trying to get through our laundry. all while remaining in pajamas. a FULL day, indeed.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
i'm blogging and it's not even the middle of the night!
what a long, long, long effing day. holy crap. and luckily i get to sleep soon. hurrah! and tomorrow is friday, hurrah! and on saturday a friend and i are driving to des moines to take my kiddo to see Phantom of the Opera! and i think someone is tap-dancing upstairs... i can only assume it's the kiddo and not dustin, although stranger things have happened.
congrats out to ellermeeeee for her new job! congrats to aimicita and jub-jub as jub-jub as been accepted to vet school! and to round out the leingirlz3 trio, congrats to jege for her amazing photos!
congrats out to ellermeeeee for her new job! congrats to aimicita and jub-jub as jub-jub as been accepted to vet school! and to round out the leingirlz3 trio, congrats to jege for her amazing photos!
Monday, February 05, 2007
Sunday, February 04, 2007
i really need to start carrying a camera around with me
so i'm driving the other day with dustin and we're headed north on 35W. over the interstate on the walking bridge i see a poster stuck up to the fence, and on it is this image:
PRICELESS.
PRICELESS.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
awake at 2:50 a.m.? why not?!?
i'm up a little earlier than my normal "can't sleep because it's the middle of the damn night" thing, but that's because i fell asleep earlier than normal. and now i'm eating sixlets. and really, weren't sixlets a good candy at one time? i bought this whole damn movie theater sized box of them and suddenly they are horribly gross. waxiness coating the roof of my mouth. what the crap?
this is supposed to be the coldest weekend of the year thus far, therefore i have absolutely NO PLANS of leaving the house whatsoever. well, maybe to go to a movie, but that's all, i swear.
waiting for the benadryl i took to kick in. (i don't actually buy sleep remedies since the normal stuff knocks me on my arse. any moment now...)
the tattoo? well, it's itchy as hell right now, but i still love it with a love deeper than love.
and now i'm re-examining the box of sixlets, i keep giving them another try, only to be horribly disappointed. did the box always have a row of sixlets with legs , as if to look like a caterpillar made of candy, wearing glasses and socks? and another thing: were the candies themselves always this shiny? is that normal?
i really, REALLY need to go back to sleep. i'm becoming way too disturbed by that little sixlet bastard.
this is supposed to be the coldest weekend of the year thus far, therefore i have absolutely NO PLANS of leaving the house whatsoever. well, maybe to go to a movie, but that's all, i swear.
waiting for the benadryl i took to kick in. (i don't actually buy sleep remedies since the normal stuff knocks me on my arse. any moment now...)
the tattoo? well, it's itchy as hell right now, but i still love it with a love deeper than love.
and now i'm re-examining the box of sixlets, i keep giving them another try, only to be horribly disappointed. did the box always have a row of sixlets with legs , as if to look like a caterpillar made of candy, wearing glasses and socks? and another thing: were the candies themselves always this shiny? is that normal?
i really, REALLY need to go back to sleep. i'm becoming way too disturbed by that little sixlet bastard.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
which is worse...
breaking part of a tooth.... OR
breaking ANOTHER PART of that SAME DAMN TOOTH...
????
breaking ANOTHER PART of that SAME DAMN TOOTH...
????
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
ooh! tattoo night!
Sunday, January 28, 2007
a taste of what's to come...
you can get an early glimpse of what snidecards.com will offer at our temporary cafepress store!
oh, for cryin' out loud...
it's 3:04 a.m.
i would REALLY like to sleep through the night. seriously. no, for real.
i would REALLY like to sleep through the night. seriously. no, for real.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
down with the sickness
home sick from work -- coughing, hacking, phlegmmy, the works. and that will come in second in the race of unpleasantries after i watch the state of the union address. that bottle of nyquil i've been saving for horrible sickness might really come in handy today. and you KNOW that W. will offer all sorts of goodies. who can forget the animal-human hybrid mention from last year? *shudder* why even bring that up? was that really on the table?
i also intend on keeping track of the following:
•number of times "september the eleventh" is mentioned
•number of times the word "terror" is used
•number of times he confuses the name "saddam" with "osama"
•number of times he avoids making eye contact with michael j. fox
•number of times he snickers
•number of times i want to assume the fetal position and whimper out of shame
and please, PLEASE let this be the year that people DO NOT APPLAUD his idotic statements. turn your backs, chew gum loudly, shoot spitwads through a straw, ANYTHING BUT APPLAUD his insanity. time to man up, dems and repubs!
i also intend on keeping track of the following:
•number of times "september the eleventh" is mentioned
•number of times the word "terror" is used
•number of times he confuses the name "saddam" with "osama"
•number of times he avoids making eye contact with michael j. fox
•number of times he snickers
•number of times i want to assume the fetal position and whimper out of shame
and please, PLEASE let this be the year that people DO NOT APPLAUD his idotic statements. turn your backs, chew gum loudly, shoot spitwads through a straw, ANYTHING BUT APPLAUD his insanity. time to man up, dems and repubs!
Friday, January 19, 2007
Sunday, January 14, 2007
i can't stop doing these!
| You Are 32% Sociopath |
 From time to time, you may be a bit troubled and a bit too charming for your own good. It's likely that you're not a sociopath... just quite smart and a bit out of the mainstream! |
only 32%? man, i'll have to try harder next time.
wha...? noooooooo.
| Your Inner Child Is Sad |
 You're a very sensitive soul. You haven't grown that thick skin that most adults have. Easily hurt, you tend to retreat to your comfort zone. You don't let many people in - unless you've trusted them for a long time. |
update? why not!
yes, it's 3 a.m. yes, i'm still awake. had some folks over for some movie fun and a few drinks and damn it all, i'm not tired yet.
things i'm realizing:
1. i am a hateful person at times (as in, i hate things.)
2. i hold grudges for far too long (however, some grudges you need to hang on to for a long time when they are REALLY worth it).
3. after drinking a bit, these silly grudges that really don't mean anything anymore can still rear their ugly heads, thus making me sound far more hateful than i actually am.
4. i am a force to be reckoned with.
5. #4 really isn't true.
6. but i wish i felt that way sometimes.
7. which is one of the perks of alcohol.
8. because it makes you feel that way.
9. which is why i don't drink very often.
see? many realizations.
things i'm realizing:
1. i am a hateful person at times (as in, i hate things.)
2. i hold grudges for far too long (however, some grudges you need to hang on to for a long time when they are REALLY worth it).
3. after drinking a bit, these silly grudges that really don't mean anything anymore can still rear their ugly heads, thus making me sound far more hateful than i actually am.
4. i am a force to be reckoned with.
5. #4 really isn't true.
6. but i wish i felt that way sometimes.
7. which is one of the perks of alcohol.
8. because it makes you feel that way.
9. which is why i don't drink very often.
see? many realizations.
Friday, January 12, 2007
back from nodak (yes, again)
after some weather stuff and some train delay stuff, i'm back! woo! had some time in ND with dust's fam and this weekend holds a promise of a tattoo! hurrah! photos to come! i can't stop using exclamation points! help!
Friday, January 05, 2007
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Monday, January 01, 2007
looking over last january's posts
i like to look back every month in my archives to see what i was doing a year ago. one year ago i was planning a wedding. a wedding that didn't happen (at that originally planned time, anyhow). and just re-reading those old posts kind of made me feel like i had punched in the stomach repeatedly and nauseaus (maybe that's the french onion dip i've just consumed?). and it's amazing how far things have come. and how long it takes to get over things. and i could say a trillion things about what has happened this past year, but instead i'll simply say "thank you" to my friends -- 3D friends and those i only know in blogland . i would never, NEVER have gotten through all that... total shit ... had it not been for all of you. and you know who you are. thank you for putting up with my whining and crying and self-loating and my seething, burning anger. you are all amazing.
on the flip side of all that horrible agony, there was the fact that dustin and i learned a lot through that whole period. we both saw what life would be like without each other, and it wasn't pretty. and we saw how much we wanted to make it work. so yeah, that's something amazing, too.
on the flip side of all that horrible agony, there was the fact that dustin and i learned a lot through that whole period. we both saw what life would be like without each other, and it wasn't pretty. and we saw how much we wanted to make it work. so yeah, that's something amazing, too.
what have i achieved this 2007?
well, i have eaten close to my weight in french onion dip and ruffle chips. and that's something special.
had a nice new year's eve at a party, then went over to the sister's place to ring in the new year with some bubbly.
ah, the sister and the groom-to-be. those darn kids grow up so fast...
me and sister. we are the cute.
my marriage is filled with moments like these.
is it me, or does dustin actually look tan next to my "so pale i'm translucent" skin?
ahh, the fine bubbly.
had a nice new year's eve at a party, then went over to the sister's place to ring in the new year with some bubbly.
ah, the sister and the groom-to-be. those darn kids grow up so fast...
me and sister. we are the cute.
my marriage is filled with moments like these.
is it me, or does dustin actually look tan next to my "so pale i'm translucent" skin?
ahh, the fine bubbly.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Saturday, December 30, 2006
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