This is the Word of the Lord...

04:01 pm - no jennifer garner - yes!

03:41 pm - good times, good times....

"That's exactly how I felt a few years ago at Halloween. They had this costume contest at Nasco so I figured, what better way to represent than to go dressed as a dead, skinned cat in a bag - complete with juices! I easily won in my dept. but when it to the entire place, I lost out to 3 blind mice, a lady with too many kids (yes, that was her costume - having little dolls all over her), and some staple/shit costume. I had juices, dammit! And a flesh-colored outfit that made everyone think I was naked inside my bag from a distance at first glance. haha I was robbed. Robbed, I say!"

04:09 pm - dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb...

I hate when male friends try to put the moves on you. It’s very unsettling and I’ve already lost a number of them over the years for this. Not cool. So I was very discouraged the other night when a friend who met up with me at Redroom the other night tried to kiss me. You think the firm “NO!” out of my mouth would’ve settled the issue but no. Further pushing with excuses like, “Oh, come on, I kiss all of my friends!” Well sorry, buddy, I ain’t falling for that shit and I DON’T. This argument continued for no less than 10 minutes and pissed me off to no end. Obviously if you know full well that I’m only interested in someone else, have absolutely no romantic interest in you, and not only just sat in a bar with you for a few hours talking about this other person but was inquiring about this other guy to the bartender who he is friends with, how much clearer does a girl have to be? And now I’m really concerned about things being said to other people that I don’t know about. I hope that this “friend” never told a soul that we were anything more than friends because liars piss me off and so help me if it ever comes back to me that something was said to contradict the truth of the matter, this guy is going down.

09:04 am - jesustittyfuckingchrist!

I work 28 hours a week. As such, I never see the need to actually take any time off of work seeing as how I barely work anyway. Towards the end of last year it was a mad dash to burn off floating holidays and personal leave time before the end of the year. My sick leave I don't even touch and I already have 84 hours of that built up, too. : (

Now I have a new issue. I knew that I was going to have to find a way to burn through 60 hours of vacation time by June 30th. But I just looked at my paystub which tells me how much leave I have. 133 fucking hours of vacation!! Fuck, mcfuckin' fuck. I figure I still only need to use up 60 of that by the end of June but christ, when am I going to be expected to use the rest of this shit by? The end of the year when I already have over 60 hours of holiday and personal time to burn before then?! Boo to that!! This is pretty sad, eh? To hear someone whining because they have too much time that they're expected to take off of work? Shoot me. No, really, please shoot me!!

02:25 pm - I like 5'10".

I had previously decided that I don't recognize men shorter than 5'7" (midgets) or taller than 6'2" (giants). But I just had a rather odd thought: 3 people I currently find attractive that I know are 5'10". What is even more odd is that a number of actors that I find attractive are also well within that range and of course I had no idea about how tall they actually were until deciding to check them out on the IMDB site. Is this freaky? A sampling:

Jonathan Rhys Meyers = 5'10"
Gary Oldman = 5'10"
Klaus Kinski = 5'8"
Tim Roth = 5'7"
John Lydon = 5'8"
Jensen Ackles = 6'
Anderson Cooper = 5'10"
Ryan Reynolds = 6'2"
Ryan Gosling = 6'1"
Ralph Fiennes = 6'
Joseph Fiennes = 6'
Sam Rockwell = 5'9"
Alessandro Nivola = 5'9"

10:09 pm - fucking morons.

From:	Wonderboy
Date:	Feb 12, 2006 9:08 PM Flag spam/abuse. [ ? ]
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01:07 am - 2 things.

#1 - Watch "Waiting" - I thought it was going to be stupid. Turns out it's stupid funny. If you don't laugh during this movie, I will personally apologize to you in grand fashion.

#2:

You are RE-OPENING WOUNDS.
Synopsis: Most people have performed this at some

point in their lives, but it's the people who

constantly don't allow their wounds to heal

who are considered to

"self-mutilate". These people are

often very detail-oriented and notice the

slightest changes in their environment. They

likely also are an excellent judge of

character.
Positive trait: Observant
Negative trait: Judgemental
Color: Black
Emotion: Anti-social
Animal: Wolf
Quote: "Stars, hide your fires; let not light

see my black and deep desires."


What form of self-mutilation are you?
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01:08 pm - Pizza Shittle

First, I must appreciate the beauty that is Travis Diener..... : )

Anyway, so the family came up the other day for the Bucks/Magic game. Prior to this event, 2 of my sisters and I went to Pizza Shuttle for dinner. Now it had probably been a good 6 years or so since I'd been there and I'll have to say that I was still unimpressed. I don't see what it is that people like about this place. Sure, you get instant pizza for the most part but it's not exactly that great tasting. Hell, it is not even comparable in taste to something like Sbarro which is about the same size and as readily available timewise. We made the mistake of ordering "breadsticks" - I will not even dare to assume what they tasted like because aside from the fact that they took probably 15 minutes to actually get, they looked so odd that I wasn't even going to try them. My sisters tried them and said they were rather bland so I'm glad I didn't. So yes, fuck Pizza Shuttle and (I'd like to) fuck Travis Diener. ; )

01:20 pm - it's sick...

This fascination I have with Frank. I find myself unable to log in here without making him do his thing at least twice. But I digress...

[a message I sent...]
(subject line:) I want to speak to your lawyer, too....

(message:) Because I need to know what kind of time I'll be looking at for my "Make the World a Better (Read: Smarter) Place" program. It's a great system I have worked out: Put all gang members in an arena and let them have it, use inmates to fight foreign wars, reinstate the death penalty, etc. I'm not sure if I can be charged with crimes against humanity, though, or what my limitations might be in this respect.

10:35 am - I had an epiphany last night...

I never saw the "pattern" with any of the guys I've ever been in a relationship with until last night. Sad, that it took me this long to fully understand the real problem. A background: I've only had 3 actual "relationships" over the years. And I can now break them down as to what went wrong: #1 moved away but upon getting involved years later, he was still emotionally unavailable; #2 ended up living together but I think he was still fucked up from a past breakup and thus emotionally unavailable, too; #3 was one of those "What was I thinking?!" low self-esteem inspired "maybe I should open my mind" relationships. I have since recovered, thank god. Fast forward a year or two and what do we have? More emotional unavailability!! And it's not even really the fault of these guys I take an interest in, it really has to be something wrong with me as to why I'm attracted to them. (Oh wait, no, it's all them if you think about it because the only reason they're still single is because they're emotionally unavailable to begin with and can't make a relationship last anyway.) But I am happy that my most recent emotionally unavailable guy made me realize this. ALL MEN ARE EVIL!! Suck it up, boys. She dumped you for a reason. You should thank yourself you're not with the bitch anymore because it obviously wasn't meant to be.

Which brings me to this other dilemma I have in face of this new information: Since I am not willing to go down that road of "men who are still in love with their ex (or themselves)" again, I'm wondering if perhaps I should be more open to other possibilities which have recently presented themselves to me? I mean, why be emotionally unavailable myself? I must've given that guy at the bar my number for a reason since I'm not so forthcoming to everyone with that kind of info, so maybe I should stop hemming and hawing and just agree to meet up with him again.

11:24 am - I 'membered.

I didn't let the distractions of goat fun impede my train of thought this time! I was going to designate February as a meat-free month. That didn't go too well. I skipped lunch yesterday because I was too lazy to go up the street to Quizno's or walk across the street to the museum to eat. Big mistake. By the time I finally tried eating around 5pm at the Grand Avenue Culver's, I was near death and physically shaking. I can go without a bagel in the morning, but I apparently must eat around noon, 5p and sometimes 9p at night. I start getting headaches and the shakes if I don't. It's quite odd. I couldn't even enjoy my Bacon ButterBurger deluxe basket to its full extent yesterday because my body freaked out. Quite sad. I think I shall have to repeat that meal again this evening before 4pm. So the need to overcompensate on skipping lunch kicked the whole vegetarian for a month idea to the curb. You know what? Fuck it. I'm going to fight those lines and get me some cow right now!!! Culver's, here I come!

02:04 pm - plans for the gov'nor

Doyle is a dirty bastard. My plan for "sticking it to the man":

I will be covering him in chocolate syrup, whipped cream, cherries and sprinkles. And then unleashing a group of starving, flesh-eating midgets with razor-sharp teeth. And then I'm going to let the sticking happen. With a tree trunk-sized "stick". I'm thinking he might look good on a maple tree. He might produce syrup that way.