Rag Files Of A Fashion Diva

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Up up and away

Exercise: Cleaning house

Yesterday after I got off work at noon, I came home for a little while and then left for my salon appointment in Ames. As I mentioned before, the dorms which were imploded were on the route that I take to get there. Although I hadn't lived there and only visited a handful of times when my friend lived there, it was weird driving by and seeing two huge piles of rubble where they once stood. It also made me a little sad. I think it's because it was like an end of an era that included my time at ISU.

The other thing that was also weird was that in order to get to the salon from the lot I walk in, I have to walk by this little creek where a dead body was found the same day the buildings came down. I talked to Doug (the guy who does my hair) about it and he told me that two of the women on his staff were there when it was discovered. He said that they were coming into work when this guy approached them and asked to use their cell phone to call 911. They told the guy no because they thought he was joking around but then the guy told them to go look for themselves. Sure enough....there was a body. From what Doug said, the guy who died was legally blind and supposedly had come out of a bar, gone down to this area most likely to pee (seems to be a popular area for the bar flies to do that), fell, hit his head, and landed face down in the water where he drowned. Just a sad story all the way around.

After I got my hair cut, I came back home and then got ready to go to my parents' house so I could visit with them, my cousin, her two daughters that came with her, and my eldest nephew. My sister and second eldest nephew were there too but they couldn't stay long so I didn't get to visit much with them. It was the first day of the National Balloon Classic (used to be the National Balloon Championship until they decided to move) and my parents live across the highway from the field so the traffic was sort of crazy but I still made good time.

Some of the balloons hit the air about 7 and flew east of the field so we all had a perfect view of them. A little later on, some more went up "off site" and flew right over the house which was neat for my cousin because it's been awhile since she has visited during the balloon days.

When it started to get dark, some of the balloonists geared up again for what they call the Night Glo. It's where they keep the inflated balloons on the ground and then have them all "burn" at once so they are lit up. What's really neat is now they actually let the spectators out on the field so they could get right up next to the balloons. I'm not sure when they started doing that but I was kinda surprised they did. I mean it seems like it would be a huge insurance liability risk but maybe not. Who knows.

Otay. It's getting late and I need to be off so I can get to bed. Gotta be up earlish in the morning so Brett and I can get on the road to Steph's place and head towards the Bryan Adams/Def Lep show in Davenport. Hopefully I will be able to get some good pics. ;)

Til next time....

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Thursday, July 28, 2005

What the hell

Exercise: 50 push ups, 50 leg lifts, 200 crunches, 2 mile run

I don't really have anything to post about today. Just didn't have enough time to put much thought into it or type it. I found the thing below on Kim's blog and figured I'd give it a try for shits and giggles.

1. What is your name?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?

Red Dwarf is about to come on so I'm outta here.

Til next time...

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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

I'm rich biotch!

Exercise: 100 push ups, 50 leg lifts, 200 crunches

Sorry....I've been watching Chapelle and then after discovering I have about 85% of the down payment saved up for my new car, it just came out. LOL

So the latest from London is that the guy who was shot by the police officers because he wouldn't stop when chased was an innocent man. Has anyone else noticed how with each attack by a terriorist, we ourselves turn into what we are supposedly fighting against? I've said it before and I will say it again.....violence does nothing but feed violence. As difficult as I know it can be, we have to start learning to ask questions first and put the lethal weapons away. This guy they were chasing could have been taken down just as effectively without deadly force and terrorist or not, 5 - 8 bullets in the back of the head when someone is already down is excessive in any book.

Ummm.....what the hell have the contestants on Rock Star: INXS been smoking this week? A few of them were really good - Jordis, MiG (I'm thinking he just might be my fav), and Ty. The rest of them just totally SUCK!

Speaking of people who suck when giving a performance, some of the ones who were in a play I went to see this past weekend (Camelot) fit in that category. You could tell that one in particular must have been chosen for his singing voice because he sure as hell couldn't act. My nephew, who played Merlin, a minister, and a part in the chorus, along with a few others were great though so all wasn't lost.

And now for something completely different.....

I have one thing to say about the weather today....BRRRRRR!!!!! For the last week or so we have had temps in the 90s and heat indices in the triple digits. We finally got some rain last night and most of today - I don't think the temps even cracked 70 so as you can imagine it nearly felt like winter. LOL

Righty ro I'm outta here.

Til next time....

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

Hey Asshat - whatcha thinkin?

Exercise: 60 push ups, 50 leg lifts, 240 crunches - no run again because of the heat (104F index)

So it seems someone else had the "brilliant" idea to bomb the Tube and a London bus today. Ok dipshit, let's think about this for a minute. The first time was unsuccessful when it came to shaking the country up and bringing it to a halt. Didja really think a second time was going to be any better? Of course given the preliminary details I have heard, I have to wonder if the people responsible for the events this time were "copycats". It almost sounded like something the IRA would do since the explosions were small and didn't hurt anyone but I don't think someone from that group would be sick enough to follow the lead of Al-Qaeda to put fear into people. My message to those who are responsible is simple......Knock it the hell off you bastards! We're sick and tired of your shit and no matter what you do, you won't get the best of any of us on either side of the pond. Fuckers!

Speaking of criminals....I was watching Prime Time tonight and they were talking to and about children who had been kidnapped and managed to get away and have their captors found because of clues the kids themselves could give. According to an expert the reporters talked to, kids (particularly those in early adolescence) are better than adults at remembering details about a crime assuming the details aren't tainted by information given to them (as which can be the case with anyone regardless of age).

And now for something completely different.....

I have been foiled once again when it comes to getting to bed earlier and getting a decent night's sleep. I was in bed by midnight last night which would have still allowed me to get five and a half hours sleep (for me on a weeknight - that's good). Unfortunately, it took me 1/2 an hour to fall asleep and then a badass thunderstorm came knocking at 4am. I love a good storm as much as or more than the next person, however, not that early in the morning when I have to get up at 5:30 and the noise is so loud I can't get back to sleep. I was draggin all "durn" day.

Righty roo - I'm off like a dirty shirt.

Til next time....

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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

I'm melting! Melting! What a world! What a world!

Exercise: 50 push ups, 50 leg lifts, and 200 crunches.

As you can see, I didn't go running tonight. Since it was still 89F with a heat index of 101F at 9pm, I'm sure you can understand why. Hell, even I have my limits.

***WARNING WARNING - COMPLETE SHIT POST TO FOLLOW***
Sorry....just don't have much but blah blah to say today.

So last night I was in bed and asleep before midnight for the first time in I don't know how long. Even though I did feel more rested in the respect of not fighting to keep my eyes from snapping shut and my head smacking down on the desk today at work, I was foiled again. I woke up at 4:30 feeling wide awake. I managed to go back to sleep but woke up about fifteen minutes later and kept repeating that cycle until it was time to get up. When I did, all I wanted to do was climb back into bed. It was like the sleep/wake thing I had been doing for the last hour wore me out. I think my bod has become so accustom to only getting 4 maybe 5 hours of sleep a night that if I sleep longer than that on a weeknight, my brain subconsciously thinks it's overslept.

And now for something completely different......

I see that Citibank has a new identity theft commercial out. This time it's a woman who had her identity stolen by a Frenchman. LOL The one with the guy whose identity was stole by a woman who gabs on about a corset that "lifts and separates" I think is my favorite but this new one is giving it a run for its money.

Alright.....I'm outta here.

Til next time.....

RIP James Doohan - Scotty has now been beamed up

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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

And then there were two -

Exercise: 2 mile run, 20 push ups, 50 leg lifts, 80 crunches

Today at 10:02am two of the dorms at my Alma Mater (Iowa State University) were imploded. I never lived in either of the residence halls that went down but one of my friends did. Given how bad those places were ten years ago, I can only imagine with the additional wear and tear how they had deteriorated. As bad as they were, I still felt a little sad watching them come down and it's going to be strange driving to get my haircut since I always passed them along the way. Click here to read/watch.

In other Iowa State/Ames news, there was a dead body found in a creek I walk by on the way from the parking lot to the salon. Hearing that bit of news and finding out it was a place I walk by every time I'm up there was just plain weird.

I watched Dubya give his little schpeal about the new justice he has appointed and I couldn't help but laugh when John Roberts to give his blah blah and he actually came across as a much more effective speaker. Definitely not a good thing when the Prez is upstaged by someone else but then again, given who he is, there are very few that wouldn't do that. LOL Seriously though, the fucker better not even look like he is going to be part of overturning Roe V Wade.

I also decided to watch I Want To Be A Hilton. There wasn't much else on and I was curious what the show was like. Boy have I NOT been missing anything. What a total cheese whiz show. I mean the one chic turns on the tears (wouldn't you know it would be the one named Nikki who looks like she could be one of the Hilton sisters) and gets Mrs. Hilton to weep then one of the other chics does the same thing. I'm a very sensitive person by nature but sorry folks I ain't buyin this shit. I don't doubt these two chics had upsetting experiences in their lives and all but it just played off as a little too hokey.

At the moment I'm watching Rock Star: INXS. The first four were decent. I think Ty got a raw deal when it came to the comments he was given. I also liked J.D.'s performance tonight and the way he reworked Hand In My Pocket. Neal completely SUCKED! Please don't let that man near a guitar and a Bryan Adams song again - he slaughters them! Brandon wasn't the best in my opinion but at least he could play a guitar and sing unlike Neal. I'm still not to thrilled about the possibility of a woman leading the band but it might not be so bad if it were Jordis that were picked.

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Monday, July 18, 2005

Whew! What a weekend!

Exercise: None - my sunburn hurts too bad

The Reader's Digest version of my weekend....

Got up early Saturday to golfing for five hours against my better judgment and received a weird ass sunburn because I used cheap ass sun screen that dripped off with the sweat.
Saturday evening picked up The South Side Boyfriend and went to visit The Bitchy Babe two hours down the road. Got introduced to a band called The Dan Reed Network as we drove - I like them.
Went to Olive Garden for dinner and had WAY more fun than anyone should be allowed to have especially in a restaurant.
Scooped the local loop and replayed the Bohemian Rhapsody scene from Wayne's World.
Went back to The Bitchy Babe's abode for awhile where I was subjected to the viewing of Poison vids and various chatter. Oh yah, we at cake too - kind of a late celebration of The Bitchy Babe's birthday.
Left The Bitchy Babe's digs close to 4am and didn't get back home until after 6. I'm surprised I wasn't fighting sleep more than I was on the way back. I only had 5 hours sleep the night before and had been up nearly 24 hours straight.
Paid for my weekend fun on Sunday with the headache from hell. Ah well, it was worth it. ;)

And now for something completely different.....

This evening when I was watching the news, I heard that Eric Rudolph received a life sentence (as he should) for his bombing activities which included the Olympic Games in Atlanta and an abortion clinic. After hearing part of a statement he made, my jaw just dropped to the floor. He said that the sort of force he used is needed to prevent the murder of innocent children being aborted. Talk about a total WTF? moment! Bombing a place and potentially killing people is preventing murder? Um ok that makes tons of sense and I can really see the logic there. What really pisses me off is people like this go on and on about abortion being murder yet think it is perfectly alright to send our young people off to a foreign country to fight a war and be killed. I guess because they were actually allowed to breathe outside the womb for a short time it's ok to kill them. FEH!

Ok now that I have had my little rant for the day I'm going to be on my way now.

Til next time.....

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Monday, July 11, 2005

Up half the night and no sleep during the day

Exercise: 100 push ups

I don't know why but I just couldn't sleep last night. I thought I was tired when I went to bed but I guess not. I think I finally dozed off about 2am only to wake up again around 2:30. I had to be up by 5 so I'm guessing I got 2 1/2 hours at best. The strangest part is I thought I would just be dragging today at work but I wasn't. I didn't even have an overpowering urge to take a nap when I got home. Something tells me I will sleep well tonight though. ;)

This morning started off totally crappy. I was getting my breakfast and lunch together to take with me and not only did I spill my juice, I spilled the milk too. Maybe I was sleeping and just didn't know it. What I do know is that the coordination fairy certainly was being a horrible bitch to me for some reason - must have pissed her off at one point or another.

After the spillage fiasco, I was scared to let myself get in the car and drive the 10 miles to work. With the record I was sporting, getting there in one piece didn't seem to be in my favor. Thankfully, spilling the juice and milk was the only bad luck of the day, however, there were a couple of things at work that just kinda pissed me off.

The first one involved sending a file with three Excel worksheets in it to a business manager in one of our other offices. Rather than the dipshit taking time to look over what I sent him to get the information he wants, he sends it back to me and attempts to tell me I sent him the wrong thing - what the fuck ever! If it weren't for the fact that the two of us left doing the majority of the work weren't so damn frazzled trying to get all the shit around the dump done, I would have taken the time to make the information blatantly obvious since this asshole is completely incapable of doing anything for himself. All I have to say to him is - SUCK IT ASSMUNCH and OPEN YOUR DAMN EYES!

The second thing that sorta made my blood boil had to do with something a co-worker told me. We got a new postage machine last week. I guess someone has been being naughty and running up high postage bills so the new machine has a passcode on it. Well, the woman who I was talking to today gave me the code last week when I had some letters to run. I guess today the receptionist was in the mail room today and saw me using the meter and said something to the woman I was talking to about it. She told me that the receptionist told her that she and her along with my supervisor were the only ones who were to know the passcode for our "department". Again I say WHAT THE FUCK EVER! Well EXCUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSEEEEEE ME! As if I am going to go and run all my mail through the fuckin thing. Hell, I pay all my bills online except for two that can be done that way and I go to the post office and buy my own damn stamps for those! You know, it really pisses me off to no end when my employer of eight years starts treating me like a damn criminal because of someone else's stupid ass mistakes. What's even more dumb is that it isn't like they don't already know who the guilty one is - My eyes are rolling please catch them if they happen to pass by, I miss them.

On a note of WHOOHOO, I would just like to say that I love my car. Gas went from $1.99 one day up to $2.20 the next and now is back down to $2.12 which is still more than I would like to pay of course. Anyway, when I did the calculations, I found out had I run the tank dry, I would have gotten nearly 500 miles out of it. In other words, I came out about 32mpg for mostly city driving which is higher than the car was originally rated at. Even though it cost me nearly $30 to fill up this time (used to be about $20), I can't really complain since the tank lasted me about a month.

And now Rockstar: INXS. Oh boy what can I say? There were a few people on there who are decent enough but it seemed like most of them were women and I just can't picture a female front person for that band and none of the guys really do it for me. I guess I just have a hard time with anyone replacing Michael. I was so mad. I was supposed to see them when I was living in London but the stupid ass that supposedly got the tickets "backed out" at the last minute. I was pissed at the time to say the least because I have always liked INXS and really wanted to see them but I was even more pissed when the frontman died and I hadn't gotten my chance. :(

Alrighty roo, I'm outtie

Til next time...

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Sunday, July 10, 2005

Note to terrorists......

Exercise: None - today was a day a rest.

London farts in your general direction!

As I was doing some web surfing today, I found this journal that had me laughing. It is so true of the British way and how they handle fear that others try to bring to them. Just goes to show what I said about being on the Tube during a bomb threat is true. If you ask me - and yes, I know you didn't but I'm going to give you my opinion anyway so :P - more countries should take this sort of attitude when terrorists strike. Instead of running around in a state of panic and devoting days upon days of nonstop reporting on the subject (like the US did with 9/11), let them know their acts have not been taken lightly but go with a "business as usual" attitude. In other words, ignore them and not give them the attention they want so they will maybe get the hint that their tactics won't get them anywhere.

Based on my last experiences with the Tube my comment would be....Stupid bastards, didn't even know enough to blow up one of the better Tube lines. Instead they did a favor by taking out the shit and forcing LU to make some much needed repairs.

And now for something completely different......

We have a total brat cat - yah, I know what cat isn't a brat right? Our little girl was minding her own biz fast asleep in the kitty hammock we have (total awww moment) when the badass boy (who's really a little lovable puss) comes over and starts pawing at her in order to chase her out of the bed. After a short hiss and swat fit, the little shithead succeeds and seconds after she gets up and moves to a place on the floor, he climbs in. Total turd! I have a feeling even if we were to buy a second hammock the fury bastard would still push her out and then try to claim both the beds.

Alrighty....I'm outta here. Got some laundry left to fold before going to bed.

Til next time.....

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Thursday, July 07, 2005

A Sad Day For London And The Rest Of The World

Exercise: 100 push ups, 120 crunches, 50 leg lifts

I was (and still am) horribly saddened about the bombings in London today. The events that unfolded especially hit home with me not only because my in laws who I love dearly are in England but because three of the places bombed are ones I had been to a few times when I lived in London and one of those three, a place I have visited a couple times since.

I also found myself thinking a lot about the time I was riding to work on the Tube and we were stopped in a tunnel because of a bomb threat at the next station. In many ways it was strange because no one on the train (even me) seemed to think that much of it - at least not if you looked at the expressions on their faces. We were all looking at our watches to see how late we were going to be getting to work rather than planning what we might do to get out of there should there be a need to. The thing is, these threats were very common place and had never been carried through to the point of killing people like today's bombings did. They had been made by the IRA and with them it was like there were "rules" - they would look to inconvenience but never really harm I guess you could say. These recent events really put things into perspective especially since from the reports I have been hearing, Al Qaeda has been staking the Tube out since the early 90s - a time before I was living over there.

What really pissed me off is hearing Dubya's little speech about not yeilding to the terrorists and finding them to bring them to justice - WHAT AN EFFIN CROCK! Given the efforts (or lack thereof) he has put into finding Bin Laden and taking his bunch down since 9/11, something tells me that "hunt" won't be very successful.

There are a few other things I was going to write about today but with all that has happened, I'm going to leave things here.

Til next time.....

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Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Are you a good witch or a bad witch?

Exercise: None - had a bit of a headache.

I watched a show on TLC tonight called Haunting In Connecticut. It's about this family who moved into a house that was a funeral parlor so that they could be closer to the hospital where the eldest son was receiving cancer treatment. The two older boys slept in a room downstairs and were constantly haunted but the parents didn't believe it until after the oldest son went wacko and the spirits started coming after them.

It seems like no matter how many of these shows I watch, I'm still puzzled by whether or not things like ghosts really exist. I mean I have had times when I have felt as though I am being watched even when there is no one there and times when I have had the hair raise on the back of my neck for no reason but I can't say that I necessarily feel as though this was the handy work of someone who hasn't "moved on". I'm more inclined to think that it is nothing more than just my mind playing tricks on me. Possibly caused by subconsciously thinking of a childhood fear for example, when I was little, I couldn't go anywhere dark without turning all the lights on (you know, the old bogeyman factor nearly every child experiences around the age of 5). These days I can usually walk downstairs in the dark without thinking much of it but every now and then, I can't do it without turning every light on along the way and having this creepy feeling.

So what's your take on it? Do ghosts exist? Have you had any personal experiences with this sort of thing?

And now for something completely different......

I'm appalled that our government sent journalist Judith Miller to jail over the fact that she wouldn't reveal sources for an article she didn't even write. Hell, I would be appalled even if she had written the thing. If you ask me, this is part of the problem with this country....we punish people like this woman and make taxpayers fork over the cash to do it then turn around and bitch about overcrowding in correctional facilities. Give me a break! It's things like this that only further enforce my support of this man for our next governor. Hopefully, he will influence others to be more like him.

Til next time....

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Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Either I'm losing my mind or.....

Exercise: 60 Push ups, 240 crunches, & 50 leg lifts

the "effing" alarm clock has been smoking some serious crack.

In yesterday's post I had mentioned when the storm we had yesterday woke us up, I discovered that the alarm clock was on even though the switch was set to off. Last night when I went to bed, I checked it again by switching it to the off position. I'll be damned if the thing was actually off and no matter what I did, I couldn't recreate what it had done that morning. Now I know I've been known to do some pretty wacked out things from time to time but I know I couldn't have imagined/dreamed the event - it was just too real. I also confirmed with Ant that I had a conversation with him about it. I've heard of people becoming senile in their old age but now I'm beginning to think this may be true of alarm clocks too. Yep, after fifteen years of devoted service, my alarm clock has finally found more tics than tocs.

And now for something completely different......

There's a guy I work with whose office is about 8 feet away from my cubicle (I will call him Mr. Deli/Bakery Guy because those are the sorts of lines he handles). Usually he keeps his door open and even though I'm not the kind of person to eavesdrop, but I can't help but hear his conversations. Half the time all it's all I can do to keep from cracking up. I swear it's not a conversation if he doesn't say "fuck" or "shit" at least a few times each. LOL Earlier today he was talking about having enough fuckin time to get shit set up for some fuckin show and hoping the fuckin brats show up in time so they can get the shit cooked up for all the fuckin people who are supposed to be there. LOL

Then there is Shorty. He was all over giving me shit again today. Today (like most days) it had to do with what I brought for lunch (curry). He always like to say that it stinks and that I don't eat "real" food because I don't go for things like biscuits and gravy, steak, and whatever else drenched in cream and butter.

I had walked over to the other side of the office to give Mr. Perv (the manager I work most closely with) something and happened to see Shorty putting an Egg McMuffin in the microwave. I couldn't resist the opportunity to ask, "What stinks?" He had some blah blah for a response but I kept on making comments about him stinking up the place and that lead to the following email exchange:

From: The Fashion Diva
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 8:53 AM
To: Shorty
Subject: What's that smell???

Man you managed to stink up the whole office with that pig in a biscuit. I think you put J-Lo down!

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From: Shorty
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 8:57 AM
To: The Fashion Diva
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

That smell is the smell of AMERICAN food. You should try it.

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From: The Fashion Diva
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 8:59 AM
To: Shorty
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

No, it's just the smell of pig fat and grease. Ew and to think you actually consume that. Guess they don't call it McSlicks for nothing.

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From: Shorty
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 9:04 AM
To: The Fashion Diva
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

That grease sure does smell better than that Indian food......yuck......is that stuff like a laxative???

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From: The Fashion Diva
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 9:09 AM
To: Shorty
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

Um no and it also doesn't leave you smelling like the bottom of the bag it came in.

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From: Shorty
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 9:29 AM
To: The Fashion Diva
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

No it just smells like India..........yuck

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From: The Fashion Diva
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 9:37 AM
To: Shorty
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

Better than a rotten McSlicks bag - BARF! That thing is still honking for right of way. I could smell you coming before you even reached the door to this side of the office when you came over here earlier.

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From: Shorty
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 9:42 AM
To: The Fashion Diva
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

Whatever........your nose is so fried and your taste buds so fried from that foreign food you smell and eat all the time that good food stinks to you. We should have a test and I will take my sandwich and you take yours and see which sandwich your friends over there would prefer. Oh I'm sorry you have no friends......I mean all the other people over there

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From: The Fashion Diva
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 9:46 AM
To: Shorty
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

Smokin some crack today? Curry isn't a sandwich and when I do bring a sandwich, it isn't cooked so anyone would be hard pressed to smell it unless he/she stuck his/her nose right down in it.

Yah well at least my friends don't shut their doors to keep me out like yours over there do. :P

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From: Shorty
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 9:50 AM
To: The Fashion Diva
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

Maybe it's because you ain't got no doors!!!

Actually they only do it to keep you all out!!!!!!!

And the smell from the kitchen arounds 12:30 everyday

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From: The Fashion Diva
Sent: Tuesday, July 05, 2005 10:00 AM
To: Shorty
Subject: RE: What's that smell???

The ones along the wall do have doors and more often than not, they are open so Neeeeaaaaahhhhh

The smell that comes from the kitchen isn't always what I am having for lunch so build a bridge and get over it buddy.

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He started being so obnoxious that I was left with no choice but to start lobbing Milky Way Popables at him every time he walked past my desk. I've also decided that I am going to get a clip from the song That Smell by Lynard Skynard and send it to him for a laugh. I'm sure it will come back to haunt me but hey, it's all in good fun. :)

Otay - time for me to get the flock outta here. Ice cream is calling again :)

Til next time....

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Monday, July 04, 2005

Flying Undies and a Strange Dream

Exercise: Cleaning house.

What a weekend! Friday night I went out for a walk with Brett and then grocery shopping narrowly making it to Sam's Club. I left his house a little after 8pm thinking I would have plenty of time to get there and I would have had it not been for the fact that I had forgotten the exit ramp I needed off the freeway was closed. I ended up having to drive a couple of miles or so out of my way because I had to go up to the next exit and around. Grrrr! I must have been really wiped out because I remember little from that evening after I got home. I know I had dinner and talked to Steph for a bit on MSN but that's about it. I also ended up sleeping in quite late on Saturday.

On Saturday, we went over to PIB's (aka Puss In Boots - that's my nickname for him) house for a get together. A guy from Florida who missed the party the last time and a woman from Missouri who was there last time (the one that refers to herself as the bad influence...LOL) also attended. It was a great time with a lot of laughs and underwear flying about and no we weren't having some sort of orgy! LOL Missouri chic couldn't believe PIB's wife wore a smaller bra size than her so they both took theirs off under their shirts as women can do and started throwing them at each other then at the guys. They tried to get me to join in but I opted out especially since I had a sports bra on (those are the only kind I will wear in PIB's presence since he managed to undo my bra last Halloween LOL). For some reason, this exchanging of the bras got PIBs on the topic of whether or not someone could take their underpants off without removing their pants. PIB's wife and Florida guy had gone in the house to get another drink and I guess while they were in there, they had this conversation about PIBs attempting to take his underwear off without removing his pants. At the same time, PIBs was doing just that not knowing the conversation that was going on in the house. Amazingly, he managed to do it successfully. Those of us who witnessed it couldn't believe our eyes. When he got them off, he stuffed them in his pocket at which point I called him "Poop Pocket" since the guy had been farting all night to the point where it sounded like he dropped a couple of hershey squirts. He then proceeded to go into the house and throw his undies at his wife causing her to fall on the floor with laughter. Oh the things people do during the wee hours of the morning when in the company of a few others who have minds just as sick and demented as theirs especially when a few of them get some alkihal in them. LOL

I didn't get to bed until something stupid like 5am Sunday morning so as you can imagine, I didn't get up until really late. It was worth it though. I had done a little cleaning (one of the three bathrooms) but not much. Sunday evening was fairly low key. We watched some tv and fireworks. Where we live, we are surrounded by various displays - I think I could count at least four that were easily visible from our windows.

I had also found out that one of the Chevy dealers here had an SS on the lot so around 9:30pm we left to go look at it (I much prefer looking after hours to avoid bastard salespeople who don't want to leave you alone until you either promise them a sale or give "blood"). After a quick drive through the lot, we found it - silver and loaded with the options I would want if I were to choose this car (a sunroof and XM radio). Aside from the chintzy looking interior and ugly alloys (not like you can expect much from those things when the car just breaks $24 grand completely loaded), it's a pretty hot looking little car. Assuming it drives well and it is dependable, all it would need is a good window tinting and I would be all over it. LOL

This morning was kind of crazy. The forecast had said we were supposed to be getting storms later in the day on Sunday but we didn't. As it turned out, we weren't completely forgotten. About 5:30 this morning, it went from completely calm to the wind picking up - it just kept getting stronger and stronger and wouldn't let up. Luckily we woke up and got the windows shut because we got a really heavy rain complete with some badass lightning and I think a little thunder although I don't really remember hearing much. What was really strange is that Ant had gotten up to shut the window in the other bedroom and when he did, I could hear someone talking but I couldn't figure out where it came from. After a little investigation, I found out it was coming from the clock radio even though it was turned off - kinda creepy. The only way I could get it to stop was to switch it over so that the alarm was set. The crazy shit didn't stop there though. I had to most odd dream before I woke up this morning.

When it started out, I was back in my bedroom at my parents' house - not sure why. It then turned into some place I didn't recognize and there was this person who kept kicking a ball at me even though I told them to knock it the hell off and would kick it back as hard as I could. When I finally saw this person is was Ronald Reagan of all people. I'm not sure where the hell that came from. All I can figure out is that had something to do with seeing pictures of him and hearing the media talk about him the other day when Justice O'Connor stepped down. From there, I ended up in some place that looked like a local grocery store or Target but all of a sudden, it was like there was an ER in the place. I was there trying to draw something according to unclear written directions and couldn't figure it out. At that point, one of the women working in the ER came walking by me and I asked her about the drawing and she said, "Oh don't worry about that sweet Georgia it will be ok." I was about to ask her what she meant by that but she went scurrying off and when I looked up, there was a guy I didn't know on a gurney not far from me with a plate of glass in his back screaming in agony which is what woke me up. Too Weird!!!

I'm off now....there are fireworks to be watched and ice cream to eat. :)

Til next time....

Knocked Off By The Fashion Diva
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