Friday, July 29, 2011
Soundtrack to my Day 07/29/11
Morning drive in to work: "I wanna Go" Britney Spears
Rolling into my office, 30 min late: "Look at me now" Chris Brown
First of many coffees of the day "Lights" Ellie Goulding
Coming down from coffee high "Yellow" Coldplay
Lunch "Heard Em Say" Kanye West
2pm,day dragging "My Own Worst Enemy" Lit
Finally,drive home "Dirt Road Anthem" Jason Aldean
Dinner/reality TV "Edge of Glory" Lady GaGa.
I love trip advisor
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Things found at goodwill
I think its time i start a new blog dedicated solely to all of the treasures I find at goodwill. For now, I will keep posting them here. ps:im so mad I didn't get a pic of the kegel exerciser found in the housewares aisle. No amount of Lysol can cure that.
Viva las Vegas... someone was on ex and got a hold of a bedazzler. I decided.
crabfest=embarrassment, cokes,exoskeleton flying everywhere
My friends and I were classy today and went to red lobster for dinner. I had my 4 dollars off dinner coupon, so we went "balls to the walls" aka I had regular soda. Sara claimed that if you ask the server to crack your crab legs for you, they CAN'T say no. God that sounds like such a threat doesn't it? So we get this sweet little cokehead with the sparkly headband, sure enough sara requests the extra services=crab leg cracking. She nods ok. at this point I was a 5 on a 1-10 embarrassment scale. 5 buckets of cheddar bay biscuits later, because they're crack, and our food comes. Sparkly headband brings our seafood fest bake thingy and says that someone will be over shortly to help crack. Note embarrassment level rising. Enter rode hard put away wet, who is most likely sparkles coke dealer. She brings out a tray, plops it next to our table, and whips out rubber gloves. She snapped them on with such gusto you would think she was performing a prostate exam. Nope,she was going to crack each and every crab leg in the pot and extract every scrap of crab meat. Crab shell flying, meat flying, she was there for like 5 minutes, listening to our convo as I try to not snort the soda out of my nose because im laughing so hard. Sara had no clue what services she had requested. But the outcome worked in her favor; she got to eat her feast with a fork, while Hamel and I were schmucks with our slimy crabby hands. Sara-1 Red Lobster-0.
I was standing in the salad bar line the other day, eyefucking a foreign looking med student. Then I got distracted by the lady in front of me; picking through each spinach leaf, taking her sweet time. Since she was holding up the line, I couldnt help but notice how her two sizes too small floral skirt was being eaten by her ass. I scuffed while scooping peas on my salad. I got to wondering...what if people could hear my thoughts like sookie stackhouse in true blood? I then shook my head and tried to erase the nasty thoughts going through my brain. Then I figured, screw it. I think it would be freshly entertaining if people could hear my thoughts. But im betting they would either be turned on or offended.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Currently
In epic training at work. Jesus aka the booming voice coming out through the speakerphone is rushing through the tutorials and yelling at people for asking questions. This room is full of old ladies and Asians...its like they just missed the bus. They keep looking around kinda puzzled, asking where the menu button went.
Oops
breakups and death everywhere. WTF 2011?
Divorces are as common as HPV, people are dying left and right ( I lost my last two grandparents, one after another), random babies being born, and on top of that, everything is so damn dramatic.
I think God/Buddha/whoever you are up there is preparing us for December 21,2012. You will all be able to find me on a fault line aka Las Vegas. I plan to be drunker than a skunk while I meet my demise and plummet into the earth's core.
I will leave all of my valuables to my dog, Tequila. Because if anyone survives the Apocalypse, It'll be her.
"Yeah Hi can I get a large.... Vanilla iced coffee WITH SUGAR please? And a medium sugar free iced coffee?"
So basically we order a sweetened coffee drink with extra shots of sugar.
This reminds me of when my mom let us loose over the summer with my dependable brother as our babysitter. I was making sugar free kool-aid (it already had the sugar in it, so you could just add water. instant diabetes!) So me being smart, I added a cup of sugar because I wanted kool-aid with SUGAR in it!
the result was horrendous. So I took the leftover kool-aid and tried to dye my hair with it. Such an 80's thing. And of course that didnt work because I wasn't blessed with blonde hair.
I shouldve stuck to snorting pixie sticks.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
The secret for perfectly tanned skin.
What is she thinking?
eff you Delta Airlines

I MISS YOU VEGAS


Wednesday, July 13, 2011
aw yeah hush that fuss
Friday, July 8, 2011
Finally got vertical, and found this
I must've gotten wild with my barbecue sauce last night. Ohemgee,
Day one in vegas
Well, I was awoken by a horrific sounding fire alarm which was so loud I shot out of bed and nearly pissed myself. Then a little hispanic lady in a hazmat uniform came in and dumped random chemicals in our bathtub. "No es a fire ok?" thanks for the reassurance. Last night I got bomb.com for 3 dollars. That takes talent in the city of lost wages. I should get a prize. Met an actor in the tournament of kings show at the bar, and gave him 20 questions about his jousting and horseriding skills. And he had a hot ponytail, I kinda wanted to grab it. Of course, the night wouldn't be complete without a random drunk british guy named Rich... and I think I'll stop there. Bring it on day two.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Please just STOP
She screeches like a great horned owl and has the talons (acrylics to go with it.) She was screaming at me about labels. "MEEELLLISSSAAAAAAA" (yeah bitch get my name wrong) "WHERE ARE THE LABELSSSSSSSSS" The worst part is, you blow her off, and she wont stop screeching. and did I mention she smells like the inside of a coconut?
nothing makes me happier
I will never get used to the smell of Goodwill , and why some things are mysteriously sticky. I tend to wash my hands 3+ times when I get home with Judy hot water.
After a good purchase, we like to ask- "is that shirt new? or new to you?"
Casey Anthony- NOT GUILTY?
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Someone help me. I have a disease.
Monday, July 4, 2011
Things seen on our porch


Summerfest-Maroon 5 concert 07-02-2011




Star Spangled Celebration-Miranda Lambert Concert 06-25-11





