Homesick. 17Sept06

You heard me, I'm homesick. 

KC is great. I've got my girlz here and a great job and Mr. Buffie likes it better here and all of that is just fine. But I feel like I'm a million miles away from everything I used to know. 

It all remains completely unfamiliar up here. Going places gives me horrible anxiety because I get lost. The roads are a twisted maze of knots and hills which completely fucks my sense of direction. How many times have I tried to go to Misse's house and had to call because I took the wrong exit or turned on the wrong street? Dozens! Forget going to Kathleen's new house by myself, I would never find it alone! I can't even get to Westport and back without help. My freedom feels so limited because I can't just get in the car and go somewhere. I have to have maps and directions and drawings and a cell phone and a search party. 

Going home doesn't even feel right anymore. Almost everyone (like me) has moved away. Our favorite bar closed a couple years ago. There are still a few of the old familiar joints, but none of the old familiar people are there. 

~pout~ I don't remember who said you can't go home again... but I would like to kick that person's ass!

Wonderin... something I should do less often. 13Sept06

Are my issues as annoying to other people as they are to me? I get on my own nerves so freaking bad. I'm not kidding... absolutely seriously. Then again, it's not hard to irritate me. Hmmm... could be something to that. 

There's this one person, whom I shall not name, even though there's no chance in hell that person will ever see this note... anyway, that one person works my last damn nerve so bad. Self-righteous and overly proud and prudish and stuck-up and serious as death all the time and just about the biggest fucking bummer I know. Misse knows EXACTLY who I mean, too. She knew it from the moment she read 'self-righteous'. She's also probably laughing that laugh that she does. Y'know the one, that knowing laugh. I can totally picture her. This person is possibly the most annoying douche the world has ever known. 

Dude, I know I'm not as obnoxious as the dreadful snot described above, so at least I can rest assured on that much. ~eye roll~ 

Otherwise, I have not much about which to complain. All things considered, life is pretty good. Yes indeedy. =)

Do they have rehab for pop-culture addicts? 08Sept06

I'm worried. I watch way too much MTV and E! and VH1 and A&E... I almost don't watch anything else. Am I addicted to celebrity gossip? Second opinion, anyone? 

Speaking of stuff we like... I like the new Nelly Furtado song and the new Christina Aguilera song and the All-American Rejects for sure... and AFI (but they're not exactly new) and I've been a fan of Ok GO since I first heard them in '03 and their new video where they're dancing with the treadmills, fucking rad! 

Some people that I used to like are getting on my nerves though, like Beyonce. Not a fan of her new song. I'm way tired of Fall Out Boy. What is UP with that singer's hat? I'm not crazy about that hat on him. It looks like it possibly smells funny. Greasy. Ick. 

The Pussycat Dolls are genius. Like real-life Barbies. It's great! When are they going to have Pussycat *dolls*? Y'know, like the Spice-Girl dolls (not nearly as fabulous, but still fun).

Misse is on her way over with vodka and chocolate. ~Grins~ Slumber party! Wheee!

Doc appointments of DOOM! 06Sept06

I hate going to the doctor's office. There are sick people and germs and cooties and sickness and people and it's just so GROSS. Sick sick sick. SICK. Crazy Chinese Doctor isn't so bad, though. He never makes me wait long and his receptionist is super nice. Nice Fat Lady Doctor, however... you never fucking know. Sometimes I wait 5 minutes, sometimes I wait all damn afternoon. Her receptionists' moods range from generally put-out to downright pissy. It's such a pain in the ass. I try to be nice to them, too. I don't ask how much longer or anything. They hate everyone. Nice Fat Lady Doctor should give them some of the drugs that Crazy Chinese Doctor gives me. I'm never bitchy or foul. Am I? Misse, Kathleen, I can hear you groaning and let me just say that PMS doesn't count. It never counts. Ever. Period. Ha ha ha... I said period! I'm so funny! I rule! I'm the raddest! I rawk. I still hate going to the doctor's office. 

Somebody go with me, please? Drive me, too. I don't want to drive. I want to ride and let you pull up to the door and drop me off and wait in the car and drive to the curb to pick me up when I'm ready to leave. I also want you to bring me an iced coffee from the cafe around the corner. That's all. See how easy it is to please me? Total cake walk. Totally. 

Oh gag me! They just showed surgery on TV! Why? I don't want to see the actual hacking upon a person. I just want to see the before and after. Yuck! Had I watched a boob job on TV before I got mine, I'd still be flat chested. Ewwww! What if I had been eating? How RUDE!

New Kitty Toy! Ohmigawd... and what is UP with MTV? 02Sept06

Mr. Buffie brought home a purple catnip mouse for the girls tonight. They are soooo high on kitty pot! It's adorable!!! 

What the fuck is the problem with people on MTV? For reals? I watched it while I was folding laundry and in ONE SHOW there were 5 separate instances of fat bashing. Assholes. Get the net, dickweasels. Bodies come in ALL shapes and sizes and it's about time you pulled your shallow heads out of your spun-out and strung-out ass and move on to some new material. I haven't heard a new or creative fat joke in ages. Fucking fuckers, ya'll are just pissed off because you're HUNGRY! Ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaaa!!! 

Speaking of hungry... what's in the kitchen?

Blog rhymes with snog... or is it snogg? 01Sept06

I'm pretty sure snog is the word that cute Brit boys use for making out. Groovy, eh? Ohhhh, I said 'eh'! Everyone has to drink now. Hee hee hee.

Son of a bitch! I have a Mac and I'm getting pop-ups! What the fuck??? Misse!!! FIX IT!!! 

Mexican food sounds so good right now. Ohmigawd, Panchos! Someone go snag me some Panchos, puhleeze. I know they're open, it's got a 24-7 drive-thru. I'll share. 

With Geico, I had tacos in 2 hours. Real Service, Real Savings. 

~Waves to my friends, near and far!~