Huh?!?!

My brother is getting married next friday. And his birthday is on Tuesday. You know, I think he planned it that way. But I'll be damned if I'm buying him a present after buying their wedding gift. So Solly. (with chinese accent) Huh?!?! Did that offend you? So Solly!!!! As my friends would say, I'll kick your Fucking Neck!!! Get over it! It's funny! All in good fun! I make fun of crackas all the time, too.
Anywho, I'm supposed to buy a suit, and I've known this for over 6 months, but do I have a suit 1 week before the wedding? No.
My stupid ass has procrastinated, and now, I don't have the money. My mother has to buy my suit. I have to be a stupid usher, who has to buy a suit. If my lozer azz brother had made me a groomsman, I could have rented a damn tux, like everyone else, instead of buying a fucking suit that I will probably never wear again!!!!
Serenity Now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*sigh*
Anyway, now that I have bitched enough, the earworm today is;
I feel the Earth, move, under my feet...

A Very Apt Quote

A quote for the day-
I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do, because I notice it always coincides with their own desires. -Susan B Anthony, born on Feb 15, 1820. (we share a birthday).

I think that sums it all up, in one nicely rounded nutshell.

... mumble ... mmmrrrrrmmppphhhh!!!

Hey. Hi. *sigh* I'm really tired today, and the song I had in my head when I woke up has gotten me kinda depressed. Many people would recognise the song as the one from the KIA commercials, where they are trying to get gas on the wrong side of the car. The song is "Can't Get It Right Today." If you don't know why I find it depressing, you need to listen to the song in its entirety. Apparently, some people take it at face value, but when I listen to the song, I hear a story of a young man and a woman, possibly his mother, who are trying to get over the death of a man, possibly the young man's father. Part of the song talks about "cut my hand today" and "waiting for it to work" but " I guess I'm gonna give up." This, to me, sounds like a suicide attempt that didn't work. For those of you that I have told about my family history, this song hits so close to home that it could have been written for/by me. Anyway, gotta punch the clock and start the work day, so I'll talk atcha later.

Little boys, and the things they say.

Todays Earworm;
Dream On (yes, I know it's the same song as a couple days ago, but I have no control over these things..)

Joke of the Day;
Girl Power!
A little boy is playing with his new football and a little girl asks if she can play. He tells her, "No. These are for boys." The little girl runs into the house and tells her mother.
The next day the girl sticks her tongue out at the boy and waves her new football in his face. The little boy angrily points to his boy's bike and says, "Oh yeah? Well, only boys can get these!"
But the next day, the little girl has the same bike. The little boy gets furious, pulls down his pants, points to his unit, and says, "Look, only boys have these and your mom can't buy you one!"
The next day he walks by and the little girl promptly pulls up her dress, points to her bits, and proclaims, "My mother tells me that as long as I have one of these, I can have as many of those as I want."
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Ok, good morning everyone. It's the start of another lovely week of work. I am completely, and utterly, broke. I missed a week of work two weeks ago, so when I got my paycheck, it was for half the amount I usually get. I had to buy that $60 battery for my car, and other stuff I needed, and have been waiting for weeks to buy for my new apartment. I had to buy groceries, and when I had my nephew this weekend, we went to Gamestop to buy him a new video game, and were planning on going to see The Superhero Movie. I called to check my balance, and !shock!, by balance was $2.36!!!!!! God, how embarrasing it was, telling my nephew, Sorry, I can't take you to the movie, or buy you this game, because I don't have any money.
This is classic, though, he turns to me and asks, "Why doesn't your boss give you enough money?" Isn't that great? Oh, the things kids say...

Dream On

Today's Earworm - Dream On (Dream On, Dream until your dreams come true)

In response to my friend Dbo at dbolive.com, I have to say; Damn it girl! That was a little too close to the mark for my comfort... I would like to say that I kinda prefer to be that way.
For those of my readers who have no idea what I'm talking about, go read www.dbolive.com , the entry about Madonna.
Ok, anyway, I had a bad day yesterday. I should have known it was gonna be bad, and just went back to bed when my car didn't start, but I already played that card the day before, and my shitty-azzed job only gives one sick day every 3 months... anyways, I have to walk to the busstop, find out it's the wrong one, have to walk a block to the next stop to catch the only bus that gets anywhere close to my job, get on the bus, and this (I'm sorry mom, and anyone else who gets offended) retard in a wheelchair, pokes me in the stomach, giggles, and starts tickling me as I hold the overhead bars, trying to get past him to the back of the bus. How disgusting is that? Some water-headed droolbag, getting his kicks touching people. Anyway, I digress... I had to exit the bus, and walk my fat ass, not wearing walking shoes BTW, half a mile to work. I finally get there, overheated from the walk, already tired, wishing I was at home, and find out that American Airlines has cancelled, like, and bazillion flights.
Needless to say, my co-workers and I got our asses kicked, trying to get our clients reaccomodated. So my friend Elsa (may her God bless her) gives me a ride home, and we try for 30minutes to jump start my car, and it won't turn over. Just clicks or give this pathetic little *cough*. So Elsa, after being a true friend and giving me over an hour of her time, has to go, and my car (demon-posessed money pit) still won't start.
I went inside my apartment, call my mother to tell her I won't be able to come see my nephew ( who I love, and haven't seen in over a week), and ask her to come get me, and take me to buy a new battery, and she tells me to take the bus!!!!! The BUS!!!!?!?!?!??!?!? fuhgetaboudit!! I call another friend, who takes me to buy my new *$60!* battery at Walmart, and leaves me to put it in my car by myself. Hello?!?! Gay boy here?!?! You're lucky I even know what the battery looks like!
Anyway, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, and my car started right up. So I guess my day is looking up a little bit? WRONG!
I went inside to watch TV, and wouldn't you know it, the hunky Michael Johns gets voted off American Idol (insert tears and screams of dismay, and a little hair-pulling). After that, I just went to bed, I couldn't take it anymore. Thank You, and, Goodnight.

Playlist

Good Morning, everyone!
I am going to start each day by letting you know what the theme song is. Mostly, it will be whatever song is my overriding earworm for the day. My ears will switch songs every few minutes, play a couple bars of some other song, but mostly, it will go back to one main earworm song, like some kind of demonic DJ that just doesn't know what song it should play.....
Ok, today's theme song is..... Fix You by Coldplay
I know, great song; and currently, it is being mixed with;
Clocks - also by Coldplay
Love Song - by Sara Bareilles
and various other songs that I can't remember the names of.

Earworms, earworms, everywhere!!!!!!

I just did some searching on Google, and lo and behold!!! I am not Crazy! It's called "the Earworm Phenomenon." Look it up. It affects, like, 98% of everybody, and so I know I'm not alone. I am thinking about making a list of the songs that pop into my head, so I can create a Playlist in my slyPOD. (insert evil laughter here)mwuahhahahahaaaaaah!!!!!!

Crazy!?!?!

today's theme song

crazy, i'm crazy for feelin' so lonely; crazy for cryin' and crazy for tryin'; and i'm crazy for lovin' you.

yes, everyday of my life, I have some song playing in my head. I can't shut it off, it's like a radio that either switches stations randomly every few minutes, or stays on the same song, like a broken record player, for hours on end. I heard somewhere that there is some kind of mental disorder that has something to do with auditory schizophrenia... well maybe not schizo, but something like that, where it is scientifically proven, there are people who hear music, constantly, in their head, and they can't control it, or shut it off. I think I'm like that, but I don't want to go to a head shrinker to get it diagnosed, 'cus I'm afeared they'll try to commit me or somefink.
My friend Dbo blogged about Pearl necklaces, and I'll tell you what, that is some dirty caca; it was news to me, and I think I'm moderately sick in the head. On second thought, though, I'm not nearly as wrong as Dbo, but I've been told that if I hang aroung long enough, I'll get there. Eventually.

don't want no scrub

no, i don't want no scrub. a scrub is a guy who caint get no love from me; hangin' out the passenger side, of his best friends' ride, tryin' to holla at me!

I challenge you...

on the bottom of this page, is a math test. I can get 100% in 29 seconds. How fast can you do it?

Babbling Fishes

Anything you can think of that you might want to say in another language, can be translated HERE!. I love using Babelfish by AltaVista, and use it all the time.

Dangerous!!! Watch ya'sef! Show me whatcha....

workin' wif! I admit, I am a gamer. I like to play video games. But I do try to keep it to a minimum. I spend Tuesdays and Thursdays and every other weekend with my 6 year old nephew, and all we do is play video games, unless I can get him to go see a movie, or go to lunch at Cici's or something. Anyway, I am generally a pretty good sport about the games that he wants to play, and last night, he surprised me by asking me if I wanted to play the game I usually reserve for when he isn't there; God of War 2. The problem is, that I found myself, at a Boss-fight level, playing for 30 minutes straight, the same damn boss, I was hitting and hitting and hitting, and the Boss wasn't being hurt at all! and I was getting so frustrated, that I was restraining myself from throwing the controller across the room and ripping the PS2 from the shelf and smashing it into little pieces!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -sigh- (Serenity Now!?!?) See ya later.

a-Thangya, a-Thangya Verra Much

Let's start today with a joke;

Three women are about to be executed. One''s a brunette, one''s a redhead, and one''s a blonde. The guard brings the brunette forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready! Aim…"
Suddenly the brunette yells, "EARTHQUAKE!!!"
Everyone is startled and throws themselves on the ground while she escapes.
The guard brings the redhead forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She say no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready! Aim…"
Suddenly the redhead yells, "TORNADO!!!"
Everyone is startled and looks around for cover while she escapes.
By now the blonde has it all figured out. The guard brings her forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready! Aim…"
And the blonde yells, "FIRE!!!"

Ok, now that we've got that out of our systems - I'm back. Yes, yes, a-thangya, a-thangya verra much! I had a week from HELL last week, I'm not going to talk about the specifics, but I will say that my entire family was put through the wringer, there were tears, and recriminations, and finally, I spent the weekend holed up in my apartment, not feeling in any way sociable. I thank my friends who, after only a couple hours back at work yesterday, allowed me to put the last week behind me, get a little clarity, and feel sociable again. So, Thank You, friends. (and this time, I didn't say it like Elvis...)