Well, my new gig as a barbitch most certianly rocks the socks off of any other job I could possibly have. It's only brewski's so I don't have to worry about learning how to make any fancy schmancy shit, there are a gaggle of regulars that already love me and tip me very well, I can do my homework and more importantly read magazines behind the bar. Very little clean up and free popcorn with hot sauce! What, I ask you, more could a girl want from a sleazy job? Not much. It's super cheap drinks and scummy Mexicans and I fit right in. I'm makin' the dough and paying the bills again. Word up.
I've started running with Ben and Lisa and it feels nice. Every day, when I can, I run a mile and a half to try to tone my body. I definetly don't want to lose my ass or boobs, just make the rest of it a little less jiggly. Try to cut back on the carbs a tad (my weakness, le sigh) and eat a little more fruit and veggies. Vegans can pig out on junk food too.
Only 12 more days til Angie comes and it will be nothing short of amazing. I love her to death and can't wait till we are reunited (cause it feels so good). Destruct-o mode in full effect.
Now I'm going to go pick up my specs from the store (they broke) and perhaps do a little shoppie shop. I deserve it, I have money now.
Ezra and I are still doing amazing...no fights (per usual) to report on. It's fun having a life together and making things work and helping each other out. He makes me happier than I've ever been and that hasn't changed in the year and 1/2 that we've been together. Plus he's wildly handsome.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Hexed...Part Duex
Ok, yes this is the second post of the day, but I'm feeling chatty, so let me be.
On this BEAUTIFUL 84 degree day we are having here in San Antone, I just realized that my air conditioner in my vehicle doesn't fucking work. Ha Ha just in time for the weekend heatwave. Fuck the world are my sentiments.
Today is Ash Wednesday, whatever that means. What it means to me is that I am going to watch Army of Darkness at the Alamo Drafthouse today and celebrate big chins everywhere!! Catholic guilt will not have the best of me, for I am not Catholic (or any religion for that matter) and do not give a fuck.
I need a job. I think I have one, but I am not sure. If I do, it is at the Frio Saloon as the beer slinging mama. They have Tejano bands play on the weekends and that rules.***I actually do have a job at Bath and Body Works, but that doesn't count, for it is only 2-3 days a week.
I have a new obsession. It is looking at personal ads on Craigslist. People actually put PICTURES of their genitals on there. I fucking love it and look at ads for hours on end. I have no life.
I want a new tattoo. I know I just got one, but my New Years Resolution is to finish my sleeves by the end of this year. AND I don't want Ezra to do all of my shit. Here's a list of what I want for the armage:
1. Divine Portrait. That will have to wait because it will cost me a pretty penny.
2. Frankenstein.
3. Flamingo knife going through my skin. Don't ask, it's hard to explain.
4. Zombie with worms.
5. filler shit.
That's it. I also want my chest piece (Bat) and Grandpa Munster on my left ankle. Oh, so many tattoos, so little space.
I'm done babbling now.
On this BEAUTIFUL 84 degree day we are having here in San Antone, I just realized that my air conditioner in my vehicle doesn't fucking work. Ha Ha just in time for the weekend heatwave. Fuck the world are my sentiments.
Today is Ash Wednesday, whatever that means. What it means to me is that I am going to watch Army of Darkness at the Alamo Drafthouse today and celebrate big chins everywhere!! Catholic guilt will not have the best of me, for I am not Catholic (or any religion for that matter) and do not give a fuck.
I need a job. I think I have one, but I am not sure. If I do, it is at the Frio Saloon as the beer slinging mama. They have Tejano bands play on the weekends and that rules.***I actually do have a job at Bath and Body Works, but that doesn't count, for it is only 2-3 days a week.
I have a new obsession. It is looking at personal ads on Craigslist. People actually put PICTURES of their genitals on there. I fucking love it and look at ads for hours on end. I have no life.
I want a new tattoo. I know I just got one, but my New Years Resolution is to finish my sleeves by the end of this year. AND I don't want Ezra to do all of my shit. Here's a list of what I want for the armage:
1. Divine Portrait. That will have to wait because it will cost me a pretty penny.
2. Frankenstein.
3. Flamingo knife going through my skin. Don't ask, it's hard to explain.
4. Zombie with worms.
5. filler shit.
That's it. I also want my chest piece (Bat) and Grandpa Munster on my left ankle. Oh, so many tattoos, so little space.
I'm done babbling now.
Hexed...
I'm convinced I have been hexed. Someone out there wants to ruin my life and let me tell you they are succeeding. Make long stories short, some fuck-up of a counsler at UTSA steered me in the wrong direction and not only was I wasting my precious time, I am out of approx. 1500 dollars in financial aid money. Like I used it for no reason and am getting no learning or refund cashola out of it. FUCK YOU LADY. AND to top it all off, I have a hundred more years of school to finish before I am ever out of here. The good news is that Ezra is going to be a good man (like he always is) and support the fuck out of me while I take 15-18 credit hours for the next year and a half so that I can finish school. He is my saving grace and I love him to no end. BUT I am still hexed. My life is poisened. But instead of dwelling on it, I'm going to accept the setback and move on. Well, I'm at school and some freak is staring at me so I have to get off of here. It's hard for me to write a lot because I can't write when others are in the area. I'm weird like that.
Moosh.
Moosh.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Once I Wanted to be The Greatest
Holla! So seriously, nothing of note is happening in my life. Points of interest are as follows:
1. Angie will be coming soon (Mar. 10-18th to be exact!). This will be a glorious opportunity to be in full-on, hardcore, destruct-o mode, which we excell at everytime we are together. For you simpletons that are confused as to exactly what "destruct-o mode" entails, well, you'll just have to wait for the pictures. It usually involves getting into a verbal altercation with someone that needs to be told off, or breaking, throwing, or all out ruining things. Ezra is not pleased.
2. I still need a steady, semi-good paying job. Working life sucks for me right now, but as I slowly wear out my applying options, the plan is that SOME fool will hire me and make me a waitress.
3. The weather here rules right now.
4. South by southwest is coming soon! Hopefully if all goes well, we will be hanging out with Turbonegro on the mean streets of Austin. I have a plan!
That's really, really all that is going on right now. Things with Ezra are nothing short of amazing. Oh, here's a good story...we went to the self-proclaimed "Worst BBQ in Texas" (which is actually the best, nice play on words, Texans), under the assumption that there was something I could eat (grilled corn, etc.). Ladies and Germs, I had a pickle. That's it. I couldn't even eat their bread. Texas does NOT welcome vegans with open arms, I will tell you this. Ces't la vie. Well mooshies, off I go to school...I miss everyone!
1. Angie will be coming soon (Mar. 10-18th to be exact!). This will be a glorious opportunity to be in full-on, hardcore, destruct-o mode, which we excell at everytime we are together. For you simpletons that are confused as to exactly what "destruct-o mode" entails, well, you'll just have to wait for the pictures. It usually involves getting into a verbal altercation with someone that needs to be told off, or breaking, throwing, or all out ruining things. Ezra is not pleased.
2. I still need a steady, semi-good paying job. Working life sucks for me right now, but as I slowly wear out my applying options, the plan is that SOME fool will hire me and make me a waitress.
3. The weather here rules right now.
4. South by southwest is coming soon! Hopefully if all goes well, we will be hanging out with Turbonegro on the mean streets of Austin. I have a plan!
That's really, really all that is going on right now. Things with Ezra are nothing short of amazing. Oh, here's a good story...we went to the self-proclaimed "Worst BBQ in Texas" (which is actually the best, nice play on words, Texans), under the assumption that there was something I could eat (grilled corn, etc.). Ladies and Germs, I had a pickle. That's it. I couldn't even eat their bread. Texas does NOT welcome vegans with open arms, I will tell you this. Ces't la vie. Well mooshies, off I go to school...I miss everyone!
Saturday, February 03, 2007
MONDO WOLFFO
So, as I know that everyone has been utterly curious about how my porn experience went. Well...I must say that it was a smashing success. That is all I will say about it, a girls gotta have her secrets. But it did end with a wet spot on the bed. HAHAHAHAHAHAHa. I'm so fucking gross. Sorry.
These last couple days have been uneventful. Sort of. Yesterday was a psychobilly extravaganza with one super, super shit-o band. The drummer looked like James Van Der Beak but gayer and I wanted to punch him in the nuts. The band is called Calabrese, so look them up and heckle them next time they come to your town.
I really miss everyone back home. But it looks like there will be a Reunion of sorts occurring during SXSW!! Andy has hinted that he and some other sweet folks will be venturing down the open road to kick it Clevo style. Angie will be there also, so I am going to be in Cleveland heaven. Without the -20 windchill factor! Seriously, sorry folks that are up there, but it's going to be 69 tomorrow and like 9 for you. Get out while you can.
I'm going bowlin, so peace the fuck out!
These last couple days have been uneventful. Sort of. Yesterday was a psychobilly extravaganza with one super, super shit-o band. The drummer looked like James Van Der Beak but gayer and I wanted to punch him in the nuts. The band is called Calabrese, so look them up and heckle them next time they come to your town.
I really miss everyone back home. But it looks like there will be a Reunion of sorts occurring during SXSW!! Andy has hinted that he and some other sweet folks will be venturing down the open road to kick it Clevo style. Angie will be there also, so I am going to be in Cleveland heaven. Without the -20 windchill factor! Seriously, sorry folks that are up there, but it's going to be 69 tomorrow and like 9 for you. Get out while you can.
I'm going bowlin, so peace the fuck out!
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