My Random Blog

I saw (well, heard) this on another Random blog and felt horribly compelled to share. If you make it all the way through with your mouth closed- you’re amazing.

Peace and ca-ray-zee bitches.

Good God. I just spent over an hour at the EntreCard site trying to “drop my card” on the blogs of people who have dropped their’s here. What a pain in the ass that is. I’m also hungover and lazy today, so that might be contributing to the lack of patience I am experiencing.

First of all, I don’t have hours and hours of expendable time. I didn’t even get through HALF the blogs that dropped cards here. And while I do intend to go back and continue, I felt the need to bitch about it first. I’d also like to note a couple of things that made me want to grow a giant hand and have a bitch-slap-a-thon:

1.) Some blogs are so loaded with shit that they take forever to load. I’m not waiting for your blog to load just so I can click your EC widget. If you have two columns crammed with widgets, banners, ads, buttons and other useless shit, I’m skipping you. Sorry.

2.) Blogs that play music piss me off. Either take that shit off your blog, or turn OFF auto-play. The second I hear music, I’m out of there. I love music more than life itself, but I didn’t create a little playlist of my favorites to force on you.

So there ya have it. If you’ve dropped a card here and I haven’t returned the favor- it’s either because I haven’t had time, you have WAY too much crap to load, or you inflicted your shitty music on me.

Now I’m going back to try and finish what I started. Or to delete my account. I haven’t decided yet. I need an aspirin and a nap.

Peace and quiet blogs that load fast.

Since I’m off today, I decided to go out and abuse my liver LAST night. I worked, it sucked, then I went to bff’s work to have a beer and wait for her to get off work. Next stop: Fave Watering Hole. Woo Hoo!

We drank, we laughed, we played ridiculous music on the jukebox and laughed some more. This time I remembered to use the fabulous camera attached to my phone and took pics of the ridiculousness. Allow me to share a few of my favorites.

Oh yeah, and I totally hooked up with Vanilla Ice last night. I’m thinking that we’re gonna be friends with benefits. Which works for me, because I’d rather not keep hooking up with the ex. Now I don’t have to. Yay me.

Tonight I’m staying in, watching TV and re-hydrating. It’s 100 degrees outside and I have NO desire to be anywhere near that.

Peace and drunk bitches.

Just got home from work and thought I’d throw a post up.

The guy who fixed my mirror is officially out of the picture. I’m almost sure that blogging about a guy guarantees his immediate disappearance from my life, but I’ll keep doing it anyway. Although he was cute, and handy, he had dirty hands. They were also very rough. If I’m gonna get scratched when you touch me, you’d better be a chick with nails- not a guy with callouses. He also had a “white pride” tattoo that bothered me, although he swore it didn’t mean what I thought it meant. Um, ok.

I went out Friday night with my bff and proceeded to replace my blood with beer and Tuaca. I did meet another cute guy though. We hung out that night until the wee hours, we were gonna “hook up”, but didn’t. Thankfully. I saw him again Monday night. Still cute, but I kept getting this flashback of Vanilla Ice every time I looked at him. Although he does not share the weird hair that Mr. Ice did, or the ridiculous clothing, his face is very similar- especially his smile. Anyway, a few other friends showed up at Fave Watering Hole and everything else just kind of runs together. Not sure if I’ll see him again or not. Probably not, since I just mentioned him.

Anyhoo… I think I’ll be hanging out with bff after work tomorrow night. I won’t be taking shots, however, as that has been leaving me with nasty, unspeakable hangovers. Not to mention little missing patches of brain where memories should be. Monday night I thought it was a swell idea to mix every liquor known to man, as long as it had Red Bull in it. I do not recommend that.

I’m off to wash my towels now, as I’ve finally used them all and don’t want to have to shake myself dry like my dogs do. Maybe I’ll meet someone cute again tomorrow night. If I stick to my no-shots rule, perhaps I’ll remember him. Then I’ll blog about him, then I’ll never see him again.

Peace and guys who remind you of has beens.

So my aunt, who is a professional photographer, was in town yesterday and brought some KILLER photos with her. I had seen them in her Etsy shop and fell IN LOVE with two of them. I was fully prepared to buy one (she’d already offered me one just for being her niece) but because she loves me so, and is the best aunt ever, she brought me both of them. I didn’t think I could love them more, but I do. Aren’t they fabulous?? They have this vintage look to them that I absolutely adore.

Loving her photography like I (and many people all over the world) do, I thought it was time to share it with all of you. Below you will see a few of my personal favorites. Please feel free to check out her Etsy shop and maybe you’ll fall in love with one too.

Peace and art that moves you.

What a great day! It’s 81 degrees outside, with a nice breeze, my gay boyfriend is cleaning my house (I hired him) and singing (hilariously) to digital radio.

I am also off tonight and am planning to go out later and have some fun. It is a good Friday indeed. God, I just wish y’all could hear Gay Boyfriend singing to the music. Complete with his own lyrics. It’s HILARIOUS.

On top of all the wonderfulness that is today- my aunt is bringing me a couple of fabulous photographs, that she took, that I fell in love with. SO excited!

I hope everyone has a good weekend!

Peace and California Fridays.

Well, it appears that my unlucky man streak is still going strong. (High five!) Within hours of my last post, where I mentioned the cute guy who fixed my mirror, I got a text from my bff. Evidently she heard that Cute Guy is no good.  She was told this by a male friend, who happened to be at Fave Watering Hole on Cinco de Drinko, and saw me hanging out with Cute Guy.

Bff’s friend said that Cute Guy is, “shady and bad news”. I told bff that I’d need more info. She got back to me, later, with more details from her friend: “he is a player big time and stabs people in the back a lot”. Um, alrighty then. So here’s what I’m doing with those little passed on treats:

First and foremost, I don’t take the word of others as gospel when it comes to forming opinions about people. There are always people who aren’t going to like you, for whatever reasons, and who will say bad things about you to others when given the chance; true or not. I don’t think it’s fair to judge people based solely on what someone else says about them. This isn’t high school and I don’t work that way; I form my own opinions based on my own experiences. (The ONLY exception to this is if a potential crush has dated a friend of mine. That’s a deal breaker, no matter what.)

Secondly, I’m not looking for true love here. I’m looking to have some fun with someone (cute) who doesn’t piss me off or get on my last nerve. Being that I’m more male than female minded, the possibility that he may be a “player” doesn’t faze me one bit. To me, dating is meant to be fun, not as a means to an end, and sex and love are two very different things.. I know, and appreciate, the difference.

Anyway, who knows if I’ll even see him again? I’m not worried about it. The good thing is that my luck is actually starting to make me laugh now. I’m just gonna keep going with the flow… Mr. Right Now is never far…

Peace and fun.