My Random Blog

Since I don’t have anything fascinating to share today, like I usually do (stop laughing), I thought I’d copy another MySpace survey thing and paste it here (grammar and spelling intact). Is your tail wagging? I bet it is!

On to the ridiculousness that is me…

If you’re being extremely quiet what’s it mean?
I’m asleep. Or I’m reeeeally stoned.

If someone hit you, what would you do?
End up in jail.

Have you ever kissed someone and never saw them again?
Yes. Sometimes it’s better that way.

Last time you were confused?
That happens often, so probably very recently. I drink a lot.

Rent a movie or go to movies?
Go to one.

What is wonderful?
Orgasms and bacon.

What are you doing tonight?
I’m not entirely sure yet, but I’m leaning towards “nothing productive”.

What did you do yesterday?
Worked and went home, like a good girl.

Ever kissed someone whose name starts with the letter M?
Of course. “M” is a popular letter for names.

Last person you told a secret to?
I keep secrets, I don’t tell them. Unless they’re mine, then I’ll blog them.

Status of you and the person you last sent a text to you?
She’s still crazy and I still love her for it.

Favorite song at the moment?
Bad Girlfriend by Theory of a Deadman

Ever made someone cry?
I try not to do that, but it happens.

Things you’re looking forward to in the next 2 weeks?
My birthday! Wee Hoo! (It’s on the 9th, for those who wish to give me peanut M&Ms.)

Who is your favorite band?
Of all time? Pink Floyd.

Shared a bed with someone else?
Uh, yeah.

Whats irritating you right now?
Vicodin makes my head itch.

Do you enjoy tattoos?
I have them, so yes. I just wish they didn’t take so long; I’m fidgety.

Where was your default picture taken?
Since this isn’t MySpace, I’ll go with my blog photo: At the bar where my ex used to work.

Have you ever shaved in the kitchen sink?
No, but I’ve shaved my legs in the bathroom sink. Desperate times, people.

Do you like anyone as of now?
Kind of. He’s kind of a weirdo. Then again, so am I.

Does anything hurt on your body?
Not anymore. Thanks Vikey!

When was the last time you cried?
Last time I was really drunk and had a scorching case of PMS. Bad combo.

How many keys are on your key chain?
Three: Apartment, mailbox and car. I like to keep it simple.

What do you want to eat?
Nachos from Taco Bell. If I wasn’t so lazy I’d go and get them. But I am, so I won’t.

What are you doing today?
Breathing.

Peace and wasting time.

I am getting a serious case of cabin fever here. I haven’t left the house (except to visit the dentist) since SUNDAY. I’m WAY too social of a person to be locked inside for nearly a week. I miss my friends, I miss beer and, sadly, I miss work.

So what have I been doing? Being a big, fat nerd online and actually logging into MySpace. THAT’S how desperate I have become for any kind of social interaction. Lame.

I got tagged for a meme by The Goth Mom where I’m to collect 3 things about myself from someone close to me and blog about them. I’ve asked BFF to give me some feedback, but so far she hasn’t come up with anything usable. I’ll continue to ride her ass on that. Just wanted to warn y’all that there’s a meme in this blog’s future. (Dear BFF: Any fucking day now. Love, Corrina.)

Until then, I have decided to inflict upon you another MySpace survey. Because can you really get enough ridiculous information about me? I thought not.

First off, what’s your name?
Co-ree-nuh.

How old?
147 this October.

Where from?
California.

Who’s the lucky someone?
I don’t know who he is yet, but I’m taking applications.

Who’s the bff?
I call her Bub.

Who’s the hero?
Jesus is my hero. I know you’re shocked- it’s cool.

What’s the eye color?
Dark brown. People sometimes think they’re black.

What’s the hair color?
Same as my eyes, but with hair.

How many times have you been in love?
Truly, madly, deeply? Twice.

Do you plan on having sex before marriage?
Uh, no. Oh wait…

Do you drink?
Like Britney Spears baby.

Do you smoke?
Smoke what? People on the freeway? Yes. Crack? No.

Would you call yourself confident?
More often than not.

Have you ever given into peer pressure?
I used to. I’m the big peer now.

What is the vacation you’re most looking forward to?
The beach. I need ocean.

Watermelon or Cantaloupe?
Watermelon.

Mango or Peaches?
Peaches, but only when they’re hard. I don’t like squishy fruit.

Raspberries or Strawberries?
Strawberries.

Peppers or Tomatoes?
Peppers. I LOVE spicy food.

In middle school were you the “popular one”?
No. I was the “unibrow” one.

What is your future dream job?
Anything nerdy.

Have you taken any steps to achieve that yet?
Did Marvin write this?

What exact time and date were you born at?
Oh the grammar is killing me. 2:05 p.m., Tuesday, Oct. 9th, 300 BC.

Name one comedy show we’d find you laughing at:
Last Comic Standing.

What other shows do you watch with some of the same actors?
Uh, what?

What is your favorite thing to eat with a cup of coffee?
BACON!!

What is the thing we’d find you ordering at Starbucks?
Anything vanilla flavored.

What brand does your wardrobe mostly consist of?
Abercrombie. I’m SO not kidding.

Do you have all your teeth?
LOL- Not anymore. I’m down one.

How about braces or a retainer?
Neither. Thanks mom for your good teeth genes.

How is your eyesight?
Shitty. Without contacts I couldn’t see past my eyelashes.

Any glasses or contacts?
Both. I only wear the glasses at home. Or when I’m trying to repel men.

How many birth marks?
Two, that I can see.

What was the last song you listened to?
Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata - when I fell asleep last night.

What was the last show you watched?
Deadliest Catch.

Who was the last person you talked to?
My mom.

Who was the last person you had a phone conversation with?
Sly.

What was the last thing you ate?
A Dove Bar. Thank God I have a treadmill.

What was the last thing you drank?
Water. I drink it constantly.

When was your last shower?
It’s not that time of the year yet.

When was the last time you stopped to exercise?
Yesterday afternoon.

After this, what will you be doing?
Probably playing with my phone.

Peace and a life.

Tonight I logged into MySpace for the first time in ages and thought I’d steal this and post it. I’m not sure how often I’ll do shit like this, but I’m thinking about once a week since I love them. I’m lame. I know that already. Oh and I’m leaving the spelling errors and typos in because I don’t feel like correcting a 16 year-old’s grammar today.

And now… The inside of my head.

What brand are your jeans that your wearing?
I am currently wearing PJ’s and I have no idea who made them. Probably child slaves in a third world country.

Would you like to see the first person you kissed this year?
Oddly enough- I HAVE seen him. He was a bouncer at a club I went to recently. He’s cute, and built, but bald.

What was your worst mistake in your life?
His name is Greg. He’s a douche.

What did you do yesterday?
I worked then went out to see my girl Sly compete.

Are you going out of state soon?
Not unless I get arrrested and then out on bail.

Is there any emotion you’re trying to avoid right now?
Nope. Too hungover to feel anything.

Do you own a polo shirt?
Yes. Although I never, ever wear it. It keeps my fuzzy hanger company.

Have you kissed anyone recently?
Uh, the last person I kissed (romantically) was Stupid Cuteness. But I kiss my girlfriends on a regular basis. (Not romantically.)

Did you know that peeling a wrapper off of a bottle, means your sexually
frustrated?
No, I think it means you’re bored.

What friend do you tell the most to?
BFF for sure. She knows everything, even when she doesn’t want to.

Name 3 thoughts you have at this exact moment?
Tylenol.
Work tomorrow.
Cute guy I met last night.

Name 3 drinks you drink regularly?
Lipton tea
Widmer
Water

Ever had a drunk night in Mexico?
Drinking in Mexico is bad… So I hear…

You’re walking down the street with your love, where are you going?
Uh, me walking down the street with ANYONE is a scenario that will never take place. I have a car. Therefore I drive it.

Was your last kiss a mistake?
Probably, but whatever.

Where did the shirt you’re wearing come from?
A store that sells shirts. Thank God for those.

How many people do you know with your name?
Not a one.

How’s your heart lately?
It’s still beating. *whew*

Do you have hairspray in your hair?
Actually yes. I have to when I work, to keep all the crazy hairs in place.

Do you wet the toothbrush before the toothpaste?
Uh, yeah.

Does anything hurt on your body?
My ass hurts from when I fell down last night, after slipping on booze, in heels. Classy.

What are you doing tomorrow?
Working and coming home. I think.

Have you ever punched a hole in the wall?
Oh yeah. Lots of them. Not recently though.

What are you doing for your next birthday?
Hopefully hitting the beach. I need it.

Peace and random info. you didn’t need.

I’m lame. Let me just preface all the ridiculousness that will follow, with that. I know it, you’ll soon know it. I’m ok with it.

MySpace. When I first created an account there- I was addicted to it. I had tons of “friends”, put my shit out there for the world to see and was pretty shameless about it’s use. Thankfully, the novelty of that wore off and I stopped the abuse. Now my profile exists as a way to stay connected to friends that have moved away. Phone calls, texts and emails are all fine and dandy, but they don’t compare to being able to hop over to someone’s life in the form of photos, blog posts, bulletins, etc. Thanks to MySpace, I knew Ally was coming to town this weekend and- although she actually calls me when she’s here- I was able to plan accordingly. Not a big deal, but handy.

My profile is private, and only people I actually know outside of the Internet, have access to it. I log in every so often to look at photos (and steal them if I’m in them- ha!) and read random bulletins and blog posts. I’m over MySpace. I get in, I snoop, I get out. (I still fill out surveys though- but that’s a whole other Oprah show.)

Now, I have discovered Facebook. I think it’s been around longer than the other, but I don’t really know because it’s new to ME. And here’s where my lameness is about to be even more obvious: I am addicted to it. I have actively pressured my friends to join it, be my friend on it and learn to Super Poke.

Super Poke! Soooo stupid, yet soooo fun. Ya see… There is regular ol’ poking (getting a member’s attention) and then there is SUPER Pokin’. That let’s you do all kinds of hilarious virtual things to your friends. Stupid things, yes. But funny nonetheless. My gay boyfriend and I spent WAY too much time online yesterday Super Pokin’ each other:

I spanked him, he threw a chocolate cake at me. I trout slapped him and he sucker punched me. Then I bit him. I’ve also thrown sheep, sent flowers, hugged, drunk-dialed, body-slammed and used The Force on various friends. I’m honestly not sure what I’m actually addicted to- Facebook itself, or Super Pokin’. Lame. I know. I told you.

If you’re feeling silly (or lame)… go there and be free.

And there’s my randomness for the day.

Peace and social ridiculousness.

Today I decided to log into my MySpace account and read the silly bulletins that my friends post. They 90% consist of “surveys”… Which I find most interesting just because it sometimes gives me insight into the lives and minds of my friends. Other times it just makes me wonder about their mental health.

Since I was in the mood, I decided to fill one out myself. In the interest of leaving bulletin space for those who truly need it, however, I’m posting it here instead of there. Enjoy the inside of my head.

1. List two facts about the last person you kissed.
He’s hot. He’s very nice.

2. What was your first thought when you looked in the mirror this morning?
Was I smoking crack in my sleep??

3. Do you believe there’s always room in your heart for your first love?
No. Unfortunately, he’s a douche.

4. Have you ever worn the opposite sex’s underwear?
Ummm… No. Oh wait- do boxers count? Then yes.

5. Where is the next place you will travel to?
Hopefully the beach. I need some ocean in my life right now.

6. Do you want to get married & have kids one day
Married, yes. Kids… I’ll leave that up to the maternal ones.

8. Have you ever kissed in a pool?
Of course. I highly recommend it.

9. Do you like to have long hair or short hair?
I prefer long hair. Short hair makes my head look big. Not a hot look for me.

10. Do you like ice cream?
Sometimes. I have to be in the mood for sweet stuff.

11. What’s your favorite color?
I have three (and interestingly enough- none are the colors of my blog!): Pink, black and silver/gray.

12. What does the last text in your inbox say?
“Hahaha me too!” from Jen.

13. Are you open about your sex life?
Open how? I don’t distribute photos or movies or anything. I do discuss it with my girlfriends though… That’s what we do.

14. Have you ever lied to protect someone’s feelings?
Yes. But only when it’s about something they are stuck with for a while- like a really bad hair cut.

15. Are you hiding something from your parents?
3 Playboys and a bag of weed.

16. Do you get jealous of other people easily?
Not at all.

17. What’s the best thing about having a boyfriend/girlfriend?
Hugs whenever you want them and your, um, “needs” consistantly tended to.

18. How did you meet the last person you kissed?
I met him a few years ago at a restaurant.

19. Have you ever been asked “does size matter?”
Yes I have. And yes it does.

20. Are you of great importance in someone else’s life?
I hope so.

21. What’s your favorite saying?
I like big butts and I cannot lie!

22. Is there anybody that knows your deepest, darkest secret?
There are a couple of people who could take me down if they wanted to, yes.

23. Could you fit down your chimney?
I’m pretty sure no.

24. Who taught you to tie your shoes?
My mom, of course. Mom’s are fabulous.

25. Do you usually sing while showering?
I never do. I’m too busy hitting the walls with my elbows and cursing.

26. What’s something that really grosses you out?
Bad breath. If it gets in my nostrils, it- seriously- gags me.

27. What is the oldest person you would date right now?
40.

28. Do you stick up for what you believe in?
I put my money where my beliefs are. So I’d say yes.

29. Is there anybody you’re really disappointed in right now?
Not right now.

30. If you could go back in time would you?
I’d go back to the 80’s and totally rock a side ponytail and a Frankie Say Relax t-shirt, while doing “the Carlton” to Duran Duran.

30. Do you use your middle finger often?
Only when I am taking photos with Kendra’s boyfriend. It’s his thing.

32. What’s annoying you right now?
My eyeballs. Slept in my contacts again and now I’m paying the price.

33. Are you a really understanding person?
It depends on what I am trying to understand. Math? Forget about it. My friend’s date with the guy who licked her face? Totally.

34. How many people have you kissed in your entire life?
I’m a smoocher from waaay back, so I’d easily go double digits on that one.

35. Do you know anyone who’s addicted to any drugs?
No, thank God.

I’ve been watching a little TV, surfing around the Internet, reading my friends’ blogs on MySpace and thinking random thoughts and here’s what I came up with for tonight:

• Britney Spears is a train wreck. Her whole family is a train wreck. Lynn Spears should reconsider that book on parenting because she obviously only knows how NOT to go about it. On the bright side: Dr. Phil paid Britney a visit. If anyone can slap her back to the real world… he can. I really hope that works out. I’m sick of her antics ending up in my newspaper.

• The People’s Choice Awards tonight was pathetic! Are you KIDDING me?? No audience. Just Queen Latifah in an ugly black dress and clips of what “the people” have chosen. Oh and flash backs to when the broadcast wasn’t so stupid. I can’t believe they even bothered. It was just SAD. After 10 minutes of sadness, and bewilderment, I moved on.

• My friend, Abby-Rose, wondered, (out loud) on my MySpace page, if perhaps I have PMDD (PMS on steroids). She came to this conclusion after reading my blog about me being a jerk. I told her that if I kill someone, I’ll look into it. Her comment made me cackle to myself. Silly Abby.

• I downloaded several vintage 80’s videos from iTunes last night and have spent a lot of today watching them over and over on my iPhone. George Michael (Monkey), Madonna (Borderline), INXS (What You Need), A-Ha (Take On Me), Duran Duran (The Reflex) and Michael Jackson (Thriller). I love, love, love my iPhone. I want to marry it and have it’s babies.

• PerezHilton.com is addictive. I refuse to read tabloids but that site sucks me in. This somewhat perplexes me as I don’t usually care what goes on in the lives of the famous. (Usually, I said.) On a bitter note: I wish he’d stop the flow of Amy Winehouse reports. I’m OVER it. Every photo of her shows white powder caked in her fucking nostrils. She’s a drug addict, she cancels shows because she’s an irresponsible drug addict, she displays erratic behavior in public because she’s a coke freak, her husband is in jail, we get it. Enough already. When she doesn’t act like a zoo… that will be news.

Oops… slipped into a little rant there.

Ok, I am going to bed now.

Peace and comfy shoes.

So I was just on MySpace, reading through the thousands of bulletins that my friends post each day and noticed something I see a lot of, that bugs me down to my toes: The passing on of the bullshit. It’s been going on since the beginning of the Internet and used to take up space in my email Inbox. Now, it’s all over social networking sites. Sometimes I’ve sent out corrective bulletins and sometimes I’ve just messaged the offenders and laughed at them for being so gullible. But sometimes it can be a disservice to pass on B.S. That is what this rant is about…

Today’s B.S. was in the form of a long and detailed story about a tragedy of some kind that could have been avoided, had the victim known to dial “*77″ from her cell phone. (Originally circulated as “#77″.) Supposedly, dialing *77 into your phone and hitting the “send” key will immediately connect you to your local Highway Patrol, State Troopers, or what have you. The story ends with the obligatory “Send this to every woman you know! It may save a life!”Really? No. Not really.

The think that irks me the most about these repeatedly forwarded bulletins of bullshit is that not ONE person even bothers to see if it’s even true or not. (Which is particularly irritating, considering this story has been circulating since 2002!) Well, this gem of an “informational” bulletin was NOT true. And it could, sometimes, be very dangerous to pass on inaccurate information.

If, God forbid, one of my friends were in a perilous situation and remembered the MySpace bulletin she’d read that told her to dial *77 from her phone- she would be very disappointed to learn that doing that was pointless. And if she did that instead of just dialing 911, like any smart person would do if they are in immediate danger, she could very well be hurt or killed.

First of all, the correct way to key that in is with a pound (#) sign before the number 77, NOT an asterisk (*). Secondly, some states support that, some do NOT (they have different codes) and some don’t have that option available at all. Saying that an immediate link to help is in the form of a “universal” code is careless and potentially dangerous.

Here’s a tip, future bulletin (or email) forwarders: If you’re about to pass on information that you think is helpful, take 2 minutes out of your day to check it out first. You can do this by visiting Urban Legends Reference Pages (Snopes.com). Type a few keywords in their search engine and voilà! You can instantly see if what you are about to pass on is true, helpful information, or B.S. that should have stopped making it’s rounds years ago.

PLEASE. And thank you. I would hate for someone to get hurt because of someone else’s laziness.