My Random Blog

I hadn’t realized how long it’s been since I’ve blogged until I stumbled in here today and saw some comments from my fave bloggy friends. Thanks for missin’ me, y’all. I just haven’t felt like being on my computer in a while.

I’ve continued on with my Tuesday tradition of hanging out at New Fave Watering Hole where my girl Sly is bartending now. I’ve managed to recruit several girlfriends, and now it’s a full-blown party every Tues. SO fun. In addition to Tues. fun, I’ve also found myself out and about on random other days of the week as well. That’s pretty much the life of working nights in this business and being friends with all your co-workers. There’s always something to do, and someone to do it with.

I even met a cute guy last Tuesday. We talked for a while the night we met and he is VERY cute, but he was kinda drunk so his conversational skills weren’t that fabulous. I didn’t mind, though… I had a nice time just looking at him; his smile is quite fabulous. I hung out with him again last night. I suspect I’ll be seeing him this Tuesday as well, which is a good thing… Hopefully.

I finally ran into my kissing partner Tuesday night as well. I hadn’t seen him since that last lip-lock marathon we had. We smiled, we said hi, and then I promptly forgot he was even there. He remains a very cool guy, though, so I intend to remain friendly with him- but I will be keeping my lips to myself.

Tomorrow is the longest night of my working week and I’m dreading it already. Hopefully I’ll be busy and time will fly. I don’t intend to be back out in the world until Tuesday so I should be hangover free until Wednesday. However, somehow I seem to keep ending up having beers with co-workers after a long Sat. night.

I’m gonna try to catch up with some blog reading before I crash for the night… I’ll try to get all caught up on Monday. Hopefully I won’t end up disappearing again.

Peace and fun, fun, fun.

Last night was SO much fun. Today my head wants to explode, but hopefully I’ll manage to drown myself with the 90 bottles of water I intend to drink, first.

I had lots of Sex With Sly- and some watermelon flavored something-or-others, laughed, had a great time with the girls and overall earned my headache today. There are a few photos of last night’s fun on my Flickr page, for those that care.

Now I must eat something before I cave in.

Peace and aspirin.

Well since my virus took over, I have chosen to use my computer as little as possible. I just don’t feel like dealing with it anymore. I’m sick of spending money on programs that aren’t taking care of the whole problem. So fuck it, for now.

After returning from my beach trip, I decided to un-kink my life. Shit with my ex-friend was stressing me out and keeping me in a bad mood most of the time. It’s been more stressful since one of our mutual (and much loved) friends has been feeling the effects of it too. Since I am responsible for my own happiness, I decided to let her live and move forward.

Sat. night after work I hung out with friends and ex-friend was also there (she called first to make sure I wasn’t going to hurt her) and I made the effort to get along with her. I still don’t trust her as far as I can throw her (I don’t know when I will be able to again) and we’ve yet to sit down and have a much-needed conversation, but it’s nice to not have that active drama floating around me 24-7. It’s draining and I’m over it. Life is just too fucking short- ya know?

There’s still a couple of other things I need to un-kink, but nothing as stressful as the situation with the above mentioned, so I’m not freaking out about it. I’ll handle those things whenever the opportunities present themselves.

I’ve been laying low since Saturday. I haven’t felt like being out in the world and it’s been VERY nice just hanging out at home and decompressing. Except for a night at work, text messages and a trip to the tanning place (don’t start), I’ve been pretty anti-social. Sometimes I just get that way for a couple of days or so. Usually once a month. Hmmm…

Hot Future Doctor will be in town in a couple of weeks, so I’ve been trying to get my ass on the treadmill for at least 30 minutes a day. If only I could stop eating shitty food too. It sucks for me that I LOVE BBQ sauce and everything that’s traditionally drenched it in. My ass is not amused.

I gave my shift to another girl at work, tonight, so I’m OFF and think I’ll grab some girls and head over to that other fave watering hole and see my girl Sly. I feel like having some Sex With Sly tonight. (It’s a shooter, for those who have never been here and just pissed yourselves.)

I’ll be back tomorrow with stories and photos.

Peace and bring it on… I’m ready.

Well it seems that I have managed to rid myself of the million baby virus’s that my one virus immediately gave birth to, once it landed in my hard drive. However, I have still been enjoying the gift that keeps on giving… Adware. I feel like my laptop has Herpes or something.

I NEVER use Internet Explorer, but it managed to pop up from time to time to flash me ads for… oh the irony…anti-virus software. I’ve since disabled access to it, so I’m not getting that headache anymore. However, whatever program that I can’t rid myself of has hijacked my Firefox browser as well. The only one I can use without getting pop-ups and re-directs is Safari. Imagine that. I suppose that’s because EVERYTHING Microsoft has holes and security defects and pretty much throws “Come Fuck Me Up” parties for every virus known to man. However my future husband, Steve Jobs, managed to do just the opposite. I need a Mac and I need it NOW.

So far I have AVG Free, Spyware Doctor, CyberDefender and Error Expert running on my machine. They still can’t get rid of whatever adware program is still fucking with me. So I am now going to go down my list of comments (from my last post) and start downloading the recommended programs as well. THANK YOU to everyone who left a comment on my last post. Your support and suggestions are VERY appreciated.

On a happier note... I just spent a few glorious days on the coast and had a kick-ass time. I desperately needed to get to the ocean and decompress from life. It was SO nice to get the fuck out of this city and away from work and bullshit. (I uploaded a few pics to Flickr, for the curious.) Unfortunately, I’m back in reality now and expect to not be thrilled about that for at least a week.

Peace, mini holidays and clean computers.

I wish it were within my body but I’m not that lucky.

Seems my shitty laptop (if I had a Mac this wouldn’t be an issue) has contracted the “command.exe” virus. I’m glad that I’m familiar enough with my computer’s programs to have found it right away, but it’s still wreaking havok on my system while I try to get rid of it. Which is not easy.

Please send me good computer mojo in my time of virus-killing need. Thank you in advance.

Peace and crotch fleas to virus creators.

Today I decided to watch some HBO documentary programming via my cable’s “On Damand” option. First I watched some stupid Heidi Fleiss thing (what a train wreck) about her “Stud Farm” in Nevada. Sufficiently bored, I moved on to something called “Ganja Queen” about the imprisonment and trial, in Indonesia, of one Schapelle Corby.

I have never been so heart broken, for a complete stranger, in my life. And I cannot believe that her own government (Australia) has done nothing to get her out of that hell hole and back home with her family. It absolutely blows my fucking mind right out of my head.

If you don’t know who Schapelle is, you should. Someone put a ten-pound bag of marijuana in her unlocked boogie board bag without her knowledge. Upon arrival in Indonesia, it was discovered and then all hell broke loose. Her “trial” was a fucking JOKE and she was sentenced to 20 years in that shithole, 3 years of which she has served. If you go to her homepage and read about what exactly went down, you will be as shocked and angry as I am. Unless you don’t have a heart or any common sense, in which case you’re an Indonesian judge.

I don’t know why I’m writing this post. It feels futile as there is nothing I can do to get her out of prison. But I just couldn’t let it go, and felt a need to tell people about her that don’t know her story. I think everyone should know about her, because the scariest part of what happened to her is that this can happen to ANYONE. And while I cannot get her out of prison, I can write letters and send her care packages. And so can you. You can also join me in signing the petition for her freedom.

I’m not going to forget this woman and I hope no one else does either.

Peace and FREEDOM.

Well now that I’ve popped several blood vessels on my blog, I think I can chill out a bit over That Bitch Formerly Known As My Friend.

I went to work tonight expecting That Bitch to be there, but it was her night off. I’ll see her tomorrow, however. Everyone at work knows what’s going on and I was, honestly, surprised at how many people cannot stand her. I suppose they never expressed that to me before because her and I were friends. It was quite the interesting revelation. I almost feel sorry for her, being that all but one member of tonight’s staff wants to see her get injured. Then I remember that she brought all this shit on herself and any pity quickly dissolves. I knew she was a bitch, but I didn’t realize how shitty she had been to nearly everyone that works with us, at some point or another. Even people who remain her “friends” have been quick to comment about how fast she’s burning bridges these days.

She sent me a text this morning asking me “what the fuck” I was talking about and if I wanted our friendship to end then fine. I fired back with, and I am rewriting this verbatim:

You know exactly what I’m talking about you fucking worthless two faced bitch. I can’t wait to show you just how “all talk” I am. Next time you talk shit about me make god damn fucking sure it doesn’t get back to me.

My most mature moment in life? GOD no. But it made me feel better to spew it at her anyway. She never did respond.

Anyway… Last night, before posting angry, I went out and had some fun. I went to see Sly at her new job but Vanilla was there with his poor girlfriend and I had to go. I ended up meeting up with BFF and friends at Fave Watering Hole. It was all a nice distraction from That Bitch. But then I got home, started thinking about her again and managed to light myself on fire. I’ve reached a point now where I can flame up when I need to- and not when I don’t. I was actually in a stellar mood all night at work.

Ok, I’m tired and hungover and I desperately need to get some sleep.

Peace and knowing who your friends are.