Ok what is with me becoming a crier?
And by crier I mean I get the urge to cry. I don't actually cry. Give me a break! I haven't entered that frightful realm. Yet.
So yeah. I'm afraid that soon my streak of never crying at a movie is in danger with this startling development. I don't like it. Not because I'm ashamed to cry or because I think it's a sign of weakness or anything. I think I look hideous when I cry.
Yup. It is a total vanity thing. I don't want people to see me cry because of the way I look.
Oh sweet peas that is nasty. Sheep's head? To eat? No fucking thank you. I don't care if it is delicious I don't to look at my food and see it look at me back. That's also why I'll never order a fish that's served, you know, whole.
Anyway back to this whole crying thing. I need to know why it is happening and how to make it stop. Yes, I do not like it that much.
You know what I don't like either? Losing the remote for the TV.
Ok. That's it.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
'82 to '11
My boys are going to the playoffs.
No big deal. They're just the National League Central Division Champs.
It is to a frigging big deal!
MY BOYS ARE IN THE MOFO PLAYOFFS!!!
Yes alright they were in the playoffs a few years ago but as a wild card. Sure beggers can't be choosers but division champs sounds way better then wild card.
I'm pretty certain I pulled a few muscles from jumping up and down once the Cardinals lost and it was official. Yeah. I hurt a little from that. On the plus side I probably burnt off a few calories of the beer I drank that night!
Poor TO (time occupier...geez get with the lingo already), if he thought my reaction to a playoff clinch was out of control playoff victories is going to make that look tame!
Random: I must have a stupid enemy. They only half cut my break line last week. Which is beneficial to me I guess....Gah! My baby, my Buick! Why you gotta be sucking my money out of my bank account? I guess that is what happens when you drive a car with 100,000 + miles...
No big deal. They're just the National League Central Division Champs.
It is to a frigging big deal!
MY BOYS ARE IN THE MOFO PLAYOFFS!!!
Yes alright they were in the playoffs a few years ago but as a wild card. Sure beggers can't be choosers but division champs sounds way better then wild card.
I'm pretty certain I pulled a few muscles from jumping up and down once the Cardinals lost and it was official. Yeah. I hurt a little from that. On the plus side I probably burnt off a few calories of the beer I drank that night!
Poor TO (time occupier...geez get with the lingo already), if he thought my reaction to a playoff clinch was out of control playoff victories is going to make that look tame!
Random: I must have a stupid enemy. They only half cut my break line last week. Which is beneficial to me I guess....Gah! My baby, my Buick! Why you gotta be sucking my money out of my bank account? I guess that is what happens when you drive a car with 100,000 + miles...
4060
I hate broccoli.
Not to eat. No I like it. It's tasty. It's fun looking cause it kind of looks like trees from any early Nintendo games. (Which hello! Artichokes? Totally looks like the tube monsters in Mario!)
Why do I hate it?
It makes my wet wall so freaking dirty! Oh my god. The vegetable by nature will produce filth galore but with humans added, good lord. Everyone breaks the stalks off, which technically people you are NOT supposed to do, and leaves them. Just snap and throw. Hey thanks! Cause I really wanted to clean up all that! Eat it you buttheads it's good for you. It drives me nuts when I get in in the morning and half the level of broccoli is just the stems.
Another reason I hate it. How it comes packaged. In a box with a bunch of holes in it and oh, they pack it in a frigging ice pack the Arctic would be jealous of. So it's freezing to touch cause you have to get you're ice pick out to free it (not really. It's just crushed ice). Then it leaks all over the floor so you have to spend a long time wiping it up so someone doesn't bust a hip. And it seems like every time I roll some broc out on to the floor 12 people ask me questions or want me to move so they can get something and the only think I can think of is how my tiny trees are about to make a swamp out of my department if I don't get the boxes out of there.
I hate things packed in ice. Like, seriously, hate. It drives me nuts. Why?! WHY DO YOU PACK IT IN ICE?! This isn't the stone age or 1911 for that matter. We have a *gasp* cooler!
Fun fact: Iceberg lettuce got its name from being packed in ice when shipped from California. Yeah. You're welcome for that trivia.
Oh and why 4060 as the title? It's the PLU for broccoli. Duh.
Not to eat. No I like it. It's tasty. It's fun looking cause it kind of looks like trees from any early Nintendo games. (Which hello! Artichokes? Totally looks like the tube monsters in Mario!)
Why do I hate it?
It makes my wet wall so freaking dirty! Oh my god. The vegetable by nature will produce filth galore but with humans added, good lord. Everyone breaks the stalks off, which technically people you are NOT supposed to do, and leaves them. Just snap and throw. Hey thanks! Cause I really wanted to clean up all that! Eat it you buttheads it's good for you. It drives me nuts when I get in in the morning and half the level of broccoli is just the stems.
Another reason I hate it. How it comes packaged. In a box with a bunch of holes in it and oh, they pack it in a frigging ice pack the Arctic would be jealous of. So it's freezing to touch cause you have to get you're ice pick out to free it (not really. It's just crushed ice). Then it leaks all over the floor so you have to spend a long time wiping it up so someone doesn't bust a hip. And it seems like every time I roll some broc out on to the floor 12 people ask me questions or want me to move so they can get something and the only think I can think of is how my tiny trees are about to make a swamp out of my department if I don't get the boxes out of there.
I hate things packed in ice. Like, seriously, hate. It drives me nuts. Why?! WHY DO YOU PACK IT IN ICE?! This isn't the stone age or 1911 for that matter. We have a *gasp* cooler!
Fun fact: Iceberg lettuce got its name from being packed in ice when shipped from California. Yeah. You're welcome for that trivia.
Oh and why 4060 as the title? It's the PLU for broccoli. Duh.
Absence makes the....
Oh what a load of shit.
Absence doesn't make the heart grown fonder. ...Alright fine it might but it also can make you sad, depressed and pissed off. Which I know people have gone through all those emotions in my hiatus from blogging.
Why the break? Well my internet broke. Yeah. And I really hate Charter so I really didn't want to call them and get it fixed. So I was stubborn for a month and a half. Hello SmartPhone! Thank you for saving my ass!
Other reasons include how my days have changed quite a bit in I'm now in bed by 10 five days a week since I get up at 4 or 5 in the morning. (I DO NOT LIKE THIS!) Sure I could blog with all the time I have in the afternoons but they're pretty loaded. And by loaded I mean I nap, shower and have a snack. Then I watch TV and then it's time to eat again. Then it's time to watch the Brewers and then it's time to go to bed. I also have someone to preoccupy my time with now (!!!) so I don't have to sit here and blog about my feelings and stuff. ...ok I totally will always blog about my feelings.
So there is that.
What have I been up to you ask? Nothing. I work. I sit around. I kick it with my time occupier. That's about it.
So what's new? Well I've lost some weight and gained some killer biceps and shoulder muscles with the new job. Honestly. If I could make you squeeze my arms right now I would. They are AMAZING.And everyday they keep getting even more amazing. I wish I could say the same about my back though. Oy. That's what's gonna do me in.
I'm trying to decide if I want to do one huge ass post or a bombardment of posts....
who am I kidding? I'm totally going to do a bunch because I like to see the number of posts go up. My apologies in advance.
Absence doesn't make the heart grown fonder. ...Alright fine it might but it also can make you sad, depressed and pissed off. Which I know people have gone through all those emotions in my hiatus from blogging.
Why the break? Well my internet broke. Yeah. And I really hate Charter so I really didn't want to call them and get it fixed. So I was stubborn for a month and a half. Hello SmartPhone! Thank you for saving my ass!
Other reasons include how my days have changed quite a bit in I'm now in bed by 10 five days a week since I get up at 4 or 5 in the morning. (I DO NOT LIKE THIS!) Sure I could blog with all the time I have in the afternoons but they're pretty loaded. And by loaded I mean I nap, shower and have a snack. Then I watch TV and then it's time to eat again. Then it's time to watch the Brewers and then it's time to go to bed. I also have someone to preoccupy my time with now (!!!) so I don't have to sit here and blog about my feelings and stuff. ...ok I totally will always blog about my feelings.
So there is that.
What have I been up to you ask? Nothing. I work. I sit around. I kick it with my time occupier. That's about it.
So what's new? Well I've lost some weight and gained some killer biceps and shoulder muscles with the new job. Honestly. If I could make you squeeze my arms right now I would. They are AMAZING.And everyday they keep getting even more amazing. I wish I could say the same about my back though. Oy. That's what's gonna do me in.
I'm trying to decide if I want to do one huge ass post or a bombardment of posts....
who am I kidding? I'm totally going to do a bunch because I like to see the number of posts go up. My apologies in advance.
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