Rest in Peace
Ms. Tigger and I on the happiest day...
Just A Quickie
I got home from work a few hours ago. I must say that I love this job. Tonight was my first night "on my own." We really weren't that busy. I guess everyone is still eating turkey. Anyway, I only had 3 tables and made 60 dollars. That's pretty good. That's 60 dollars than I didn't have at 4pm. I don't have to be back until Monday at 4pm. Cool!!!
I plan on watching my Jets kick some Arizona ass tomorrow. (or shall I say later today?) I'm also getting my haircut on Wed. I'm going to post a before and after photo. Now, I want comments, and I want them to be honest. It's just grown out to where I look like I have a mullet. It's takes way too much time to fix, so I'm getting it all cut, but like 2 or 3 inches. I want something easy that doesn't take too much time. With my hair really short, I can just put some pomade in it and go! That's what I want.
I'm just sitting here (ALONE) listening to some old school Duran Duran and drinking a beer. Now, that's what I call a FUN Sat. night!!!
I just found one more thing on the internet that I want to get PS for X-Mas. I've got one present that I hope he loves, then there's one more thing, but then I found something that he must have. Oh, decissions, decissions!!! I hate X-Mas and being poor!
I'm fixing to sign off and listen to some cool tunes and watch some Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Alice and Mike let me borrow volume two which has like 13 episodes. Groovy!!! Don't worry babies, I'll be back, at some point.
Scoop the Poop, Tomorrow and buy some toilet paper!!!
I was just thinking about the first time that I saw Willie in concert. It was like a dream. This was years ago. My friend Ed had 2 tickets to see Willie in Biloxi. He calls and is like do you want to go? Um, stupid question, hell yes! He said that we had to leave asap to get there on time. M'kay, get your ass over here and pick me up.
Our drive was fun. I pretty much just drank on the way and smoked with Ed. Hee! Hee! We made it right on time and had wonderful seats. Of course, Willie was amazing. I mean, you really can't describe a one word to complement this man. Anyway, when the show was over. I was really just fucking around with Ed and saying that we were going to meet Willie. (Ed was with me when I got on stage at the George Clinton and danced with the P-Funk All Stars concert) I don't know how I do it, but I'm just a good person to take along to a concert b/c I just have a way of meeting these people. Anyway, back to the story. I was talking to one of Willie's guys after the show and just telling him how VERY, VERY much that I loved Willie. He said that we could meet him if we wanted to stick around for about 30 minutes. Um, let me think about it for like 1/2 a second, HELL FUCK YEAH, we'll wait!!! I really wasn't expecting to meet him. You know how people blow smoke up your ass and then don't come through. NO, not this guy, he meant it. He said that Willie had to interview with the press (get stoned) and then we could go into his personal tour buss and hang with him. We're being guided over and as the doors open, pot smoke just comes flowing out. We both walked inside. I greeted Willie by saying that it was an honor to meet him and went to give him a kiss on the cheek. No! No! Willie turned his head and kissed me right on the mouth, tongue and all. I was like, Eeww, but cool! I swear that he is my exact height and one of the nicest fucking people that I've ever met. He was so down to earth. It was like hanging with a really cool older friend. We smoked together and even tried moonshine. I didn't drink much seeing that it smelled like gasoline. I got to play with his famous guitar. (the one with the hole and has been sighned by several famous people) He even sang Whiskey River for us while strumming his old guitar. He opened with that song. I love it and we'd missed it. I thought that was the coolest thing, for him to take his time to do that. He autographed a picture to me. It says, "To NN, the love of my life, Willie Nelson." How cool is that? He also gave me a backstage pass for life. Um, Yeah! I asked him if it were true that he got high on top of the White House when Carter was President. He replied, "if you were spending the night in the White House, got high, and could get on the roof, wouldn't you?" We hung out on the bus for nearly 2 hours. It truly was like a dream come true.
He came to Jackson and played about 2 years later. I bought my pass with me. It worked. I got to see Willie again and he remembered my name. How fucking cool is that? At this show, he gave me his red bandana right off his head. It is one of my most cherished possessions.
Anyhow, I would write more, but PS just came home with lots of dessert and Will and Grace is on and it's an hour episode. Gotta run. Later!
Scoop the Poop and Eat Some Turkey or Something!!!
What did I tell you? I woke up all like SpongeBob. "I'm ready! I'm ready!" I didn't even drink another beer last night. I just had a Coke, warmed my scampi, and started to watch Elf. I think that I made it about half way through it. I don't know. I do know that I woke up in the livingroom at about 4am on the couch with a big empty bowl of pasta in front of me. I then went to sleep in my bedroom!
Now, since I'm already up, I guess that I should shower and get ready while I have the energy. So, instead of following Mom's orders and making it there by noon, I'll most probably be there by 11am. Damn it!!!
Scoop the Poop and have a Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Time, Time, Time...
I just got home from work a little while ago. I just read a few Cool Cats and felt like posting, so here I am! I know this makes you so happy, me too. I just have a few things to talk about. First, I love my job! I may not be saying this in January, but, as of now, I love it. Everyone is sooo laid back and there is never the feeling of craziness like your about to loose your mind b/c you're so extremely stressed. I'm off work until Saturday night. That's cool b/c I can relax and work on my second thing that I wanted to talk about.
Last night when I got home from work, I had like 2 (maybe 3) beers and started on my Math X-mas cards. I went and bought all of this paint on glue and glitter from hell. I made 2 and they look like they were made by a drunken blind person. (just a little note there for those of you that are getting cards from myself) I think that my little sister is coming over tomorrow to spend the night until I have to go back to work Sat. I think that I'll get her to help me and after looking at the one's from last night, I think that I'll start about 2 hours before drinking. Heee!
OH MY, the weather got so crazy here last night. We had a tornado north of where we live and another south of us. The winds were blowing over 70mph. PS was inside painting and I was just laying on the swing watching the lightning. It was so beautiful. They said on the news that we got like over 1000 lightning strikes in like 15 minutes or an hour or something like that. Anyhow, I came inside and put it on the weather channel and told PS to come look outside. He got up and looked. When he came back inside, it was like 30 seconds later that it just started pouring down. PS felt the air change b/c his ears popped. He then stopped painting and we made a video. He got his video camera. We taped us talking and showing our cute little Retro-Toyland and saying good-bye to people. We thought that we were going to be taken to Oz. As you can read, we're both alive and well. We made it with no damage. Hooray!
Oh, I think that I was talking about this the other day, but I need to start painting again. (if I ever have time) Miss Lucy told me that I could display my artwork in the restaurant. Fucking Fanfuckingtastic! This is a very upscale place and I could easily sell one of my HUGE butterflies for like 3000 dollars. I do paint other things. I paint very abstract and love color. I had a few paintings that I just had and donated them to the Humaine Society. I was just like, fuck it, I'm not doing anything with them. My 2 paintings raised over 1000 dollars for them. That made it all worth it. Yes, I'm an animal FREAK! I do have a few that I hope to work on this weekend, but I do want to finish my cards. Oh, time, where are you? I do plan on posting a link that will show photos of all of my paintings if anyone is interested. (I've just got to find a time when PS and I are here at the same time and have time to do it b/c you know that I don't know how to do it!)
I got a few presents out of the way today. Hooray! I then went to Best Buy (not for me, not for me) and ended up buying Elf, Some Like It Hot, and Someone Like You. I now have all of my Hugh movies on DVD except Kate and Leopold. (I have it on video, they didn't have it. I will find it. It will be my mission!) I don't have the X-men, now that I think about it. I guess the next time that I treat myself, I should get them. Ooops!
I have to go over to the family's house tomorrow. My Mom went out and got her kitchen done where she could cook. The woman LOVES to cook. I talked to her earlier today and she was like, I want you there by noon. I was like, um, I plan on getting off of work, going home, having a beer or two, watching Elf, and sleeping until I wake up. I'll be there after that. Really, I'm off work tomorrow, I'll probably be up by fucking 7am or some shit like that.
Oooh, I went to Burger King yesterday, not for food, but for a SpongeBob SquarePant's watch. It's so super cool. They also had Plankton, but I got SB. Then when I got off of work, I went and got Plankton. They come in these cute little tin things. I want them ALL!!! I will have them.
I'm going to drink one more and watch Elf and if I'm still awake, Some Like It Hot. I love me some Marilyn! I think that this was her best movie. It's just so damn funny. If you think about when it was made, it was pretty bold. Men in drag...
Scoop the Poop while listening to the Bangles!!!
While I was blabbing my ass off on here last night, I totally forgot about the puppy. The other day Alice and I were on our way home from running errands and saw this cute little puppy crossing the road. I wanted to pick it up, but I really have no place for a puppy. Our yard isn't fenced in. If I tried to put him inside, Tigger would probably try to kill it. Alice could not take it b/c she just got a puppy like 2 weeks ago. I honked at him until he ran into the bushes which led to a lot of land hoping that he'd run up in there and find a family. I was coming home Sunday and saw that the little baby had been hit by a car. He apparantly turned around and ran back into the road. I just feel like shit. I feel like if I would have picked him up and found a home for him that he wouldn't be dead. Talk about a guilty conscience. I feel like total shit!!! Oh, the best part is that I get to pass by him every time I leave the house. Someone needs to pick him up and give him a proper burial. Aren't there like dead animal picker uppers that get paid to do that shit?
Well, I'm off to watch the rest of Ellen and get ready for work. Later!
Scoop the Poop...ASAP!!!
Well, I went to work today at 10am until like 1pm. I just followed this guy around and basically watched. I then went back at 4:30pm and stayed until about 9:30pm. I did the same thing as I did at lunch, but it was a different guy. I simply love this job. They let you sit aroung when there is nothing to do. All of your food is 50% off. Can't beat that. I had gumbo for lunch and got seafood pasta for dinner. It has shrimp, crawfish, scallops, and crabmeat served over angel hair pasta with a fab-u-lous cream sauce. I also got a salad and lots of yummy rolls. All of this for 9 dollars. You can't beat it. I love it. I told the boss that I was going to get fat working there. He just said that I could stand to gain a few pounds. Today was my first day and I've eaten more today than I've eaten in days. When I got back at 4:30, I asked the guy that trained me at lunch how he came out and he said close to 60 dollars. Yeah, I can handle that for 4 hours of work. The guy (Luke, later!) that I followed this evening had cleared out 2 tables before I left. One table left him 45 dollars and the other left him 50. I'm sure that he got more tables after I left. He probably walked out with 200 or more. I can definitely handle that. The best part about this job is that it's so much more laid back than where I was and I'll be making like 3 times as much money. Hooray!!! NN is a VERY
happy girl!!!!!!!! Oh, and there is this really cool girl (Nicole) that works there that loves SpongeBob SquarePants just as much as I do. We were dancing around the restaurant singing the theme song and driving EVERYONE crazy. It was much fun!
Ok, time for Luke Wilson. Ok, (guess I'll say it again, ok?) after watching Old School for like the 20th time, I thought to myself, man, Luke wilson is pretty hot! Never noticed before and I've seen him in many movies. Then, with my psychic ability, I was able to get him to host SNL this past weekend. Ok, even weirder, when I got to work tonight, the guy that I was following looked just like Luke Wilson. (nose and all) How fucking weird is that? Craziness I tell you!
The fucking Patriots (sorry to any fans, but I HATE them.) just beat Kansas City. Urrrgh!!! Oh well, my Jets beat (barely) the Browns yesterday. Hooray!!! Though we won, Chad needs to get better soon b/c it just ain't the same without him. He's such a good quarterback. Chad, I know your reading, look just get some doctor to put some good drugs in that wrist and get your cute little ass back in the FUCKING game, ok! Sorry, didn't mean to sound like a bitch, I'm just a fan.
Time for more blah... I can not believe that Christmas is almost a freaking month away. I haven't got the first present, sent out a card, or anything. Oh, the stress. I need to make my Christmas list. I pretty much know what I'm getting for PS and my Dad, but as far as Mom, HH, or JH, I have no fucking clue! I do know what I'm going to do for Thanksgiving. I'm going to relax and make all of my cards for Math. That's going to be fun. I will feel like I'm in elementary school again. That's always a good feeling!
Oh, oh, oh, PS and I have decided that we are getting a tree. I can't wait. It's going to be sooo pretty. I have so many ornaments that it's hard for me to find a place to put them all. (I'm talking about a big ass tree too!) I guess that we'll have to get it on his next week off. I know that he's going to his families for Thanksgiving and going to Memphis on Friday. I'll take a picture when we get it decorated and post it. You must comment and tell me what you think. Ok!
This is the nicest fucking person that you or I know signing off to go and fold clothes (FUN), go outside and smoke a Red, watch a little tele. with Miss Tigger, and go to bed. I don't have to be there tomorrow until 11:30 SO
I'm getting up at 9am and getting dressed where PS and I can have our happy hour of Ellen
. She makes me so happy. I just want her to adopt me or hire me as a PA. Now, that would rock and roll!!! If you've made it to the end of this, congratulations b/c I barely did! Goodnight everyone. I'll be back!
Scoop the Poop, ok!!!
Got The Job
Yes, I got it on sat. Our Precious has been down, so I could not update. I started today at lunch and go back at 4:30 for more training. Yippiee!!! LP, thanks for the support. It is much appreciated and I hope that you have a Happy Thanksgiving also.
I'll be back with more this evening to talk more about the Jets, Luke Wilson, and the saddest dead puppy on the side of the road and it's all my fault!!!
Scoop the Poop, later!!!
Paint Pretty Pictures For Those You Love
Ok, it's 10:30am here. I've been up and wide ass awake since about 7:30 when PS got home from work. Why is that when we have no where to be in the mornings that we can just hop right out of bed and be happy? I don't know about you, but say I have to be at work at 9am, the alarm will go off and I will lay there for at least 30 minutes hating the world and then slowly get up to be on my way to what will surely be guaranteed to be a shitty fucking day. Yeah, that really makes you want to hop right up, doesn't it?
I just felt like posting this morning. I went to a couple of my Cool Cats and read for a while. I haven't been reading much b/c I was sick for a while, but much, much better now. Thanks for asking! I have a job interview today at 4pm. I still have my other job, but I hate it and quite frankly, the restaurant is going down hill fast. I'm not making the money there that I should be making. If I get the job at Ja's, I'll be making lots of cash! Yippiee!! It's more of a fine dining and one of the best restaurants in town. I love their hours. They are open for lunch mon-fri and dinner mon -sat and CLOSED on sun. (Football, people!) It is family owned an operated. I like that. They all seem to be nice people. This is the kind of place where I could be making close to a 1000 dollars a week. Now, that fucking rocks! The lady called me before I even got home yesterday. I called her back and we so hit it off. I told her where I was working and she agreed that they were going down hill. I told her that I was getting the bills paid, but, I'd like to have money to do things for myself, like shop! She replied, "yeah, a girl's gotta shop!" I hope that this works out. I'll let you know how it goes.
I hate to leave you guys, but the rain has slowed down enough for me to go down to Moo-Moo's and get myself some chocolate milk. TTFN
Scoop the Poop and take out the trash!!!
I was just catching up on some of my link reading. I went here
(if you haven't been to her, than go NOW!) and read this
. (I just tried to click on the link and the page wouldn't open, but you can read the article if you click on the above link. M'kay?) I laughed my ass off. It made me feel so old and gooby. When I was like 8-9 years old, I was in love with Diamond Dave. I had posters ALL over my room. As embarrassing as it is to say, I even had a poster of him on my ceiling over my bed. (Don't judge me Damn it, I was 8!) Although, having the coolest parents in the world, my first concert was Davis Lee Roth on his Yankee Rose Tour. The opening act was Cinderella. I'll never forget it. Afterall, I was in the 3rd grade!!! I must say that if I were in an ambulance, injured, and looked up and saw David Lee Roth; I'd either be scared shitless or laugh myself to death!!! Good luck to you, Dave, in your new career!
I quickly got over my crush for Dave and moved on to Jon Bon Jovi and to this day, I can still say that he's still hot as hell! He's no Hugh by ANY means, but he still looks pretty damn good considering he's like 100 years old.
Scoop the Poop b/c old Van Halen Rules!!!
Look Out For Dirty Old Men At The Y.M.C.A.
I know that I haven't posted in a while. I've been ill. I managed to take enough Ibuprofen to eat away at the lining of my stomach and probably cause an ulcer. (and I'm the pharmacy gal) You'd think that I'd know better. My cramps were just sooo damn bad that I took (what I thought was the daily dose) entirely too many. I've not taken an Ibuprofen since last thurs. I did take Tylenol yesterday and today b/c I had a migraine from hell and the doctor said that I could take that. My headache has kinda gone away. Away enough for me to be here typing at the Precious.
I have not been to work in a week I feel like I've been isolated for a week. I mean, I've had Alice come by and,PS, of course, mom and dad. I just feel like a couch potato. Hell, I was in sooo much pain this past weekend that PS didn't want to go to Memphis on Friday, so he stayed until sat. So sweet! Love him, I'm telling you, once you find someone that loves you enough that they would kill you if necessary, you have found a true friend. Anyway, I'm ready to get back to work. I'm just going in tomorrow at 5pm and say "Heeey!" Give me all of your money!
I know that in recent post I've blabbed and blabbed about having children or even finding someone to live happily ever after with. I've just come to the conclusion that the fairy tale is BULL SHIT! I had the perfect guy once, but he got away. That doesn't mean that there are no children in my future. I want a Minnie-me. I want an evil little girl that will give me more shit than I EVER gave my mom. I can't wait. Until that day comes, I'll just spoil the hell out of Miss Tigger. Which, I'm really not too sure on what else I can do to make her life any more fabulous!
Scoop the Poop, did it today!!!
Guys Have All The Luck
What did I say on my last entry? Eliza arrived at about 5am this morning. I have been laid up in the fetal position and taking Ibuprofen. I finally fell asleep for a few hours and just woke up. (my heat patch had stopped, so I quickly put on a new one and a few more Ibuprofen) I didn't go to work today. Oh well, call me a puss, but I just could pull it off tonight. I had been vomiting and everything. I had to be there at 4pm and called at 10am and told them that I simply could NOT make it. Oh well, hopefully this Ibuprofen will kick in soon. I'm dying here.
My new friend Alice let me borrow 2 SpongeBob DVD's and a Powerpuff Girls DVD. I love SpongeBob. I think that I'm fixing to curl up on the sofa and see if a little SB Squarepants might help me take my mind off of my cramps from HELL!!! I love Alice. She is so sweet. She's like one of the few friends that I have that is female. She lives close to me and we've become quick friends. It's good to have a "girlfriend" to talk to. You know, there are just some things that you can't discuss with your male friends! I like her lots and her husband, Mike is very nice also. More on them when I don't feel like complete shit!
Scoop the Poop or just say Fuck It!!!
We'd Have Some Hairy Fucking Babies
The title, you ask. PS and I were talking about if me and other gay friends had a baby together what they would look like. Ok, I'll just tell you that both PS and myself have naturally dark brown hair and brown eyes. (though his are almost black, seriously) Needless to say, we'd have some hairy fucking babies. I don't want to have to take my daughter to get her lip waxed when she's 2 years old. Ha! Ha! Then, I said to him that maybe Father 'o Flannigan and I might have a cute baby b/c he has blonde hair and blue eyes. No, no, no!!! PS told me that his hair is not naturally blonde. Apparently some of us can afford to keep our hair cut and colored. (If anyone wants to treat me to a cut and color feel free, just email me or send check/money/money order/Visa/whatever!) Anyway, PS, told me that Father O' was hairy too and that he even has to get his ass waxed. Ouch!!! SOOO, no hairy babies for me, though, these guys wouldn't donate anyway. If I could find the perfect donor, I could raise the sassiest little girl ever created. I don't need a fucking man to do it. It's like Nike says, "just do it!"
I do want a child one day, soon, considering that I'll be 29 in march. I thought that I'd at least have one by now, but NO! I think that My Fair Lady is fixing to visit me b/c I'm thinking about kids and having a family and that's just wrong!
I need to add that what made yesterday suck even more was that Jets lost to the fucking Bills, assholes. Though, Drew is kinda hot, but he's no Chad. We'll get 'em next week. OK Guys, I know your reading. Go out there and kick some ass!!!
I would also like, I don't like this, to mention that my roommate PS's (like you didn't know that) Grandfather passed away yesterday. I feel so sorry for him. He was like me and really only had the one grandparent. I know there's nothing that I can do, but I think just being here and drinking beer and smoking from the donkey's ass is helping. Matthew sounded like a cool man that lived a long and happy life. I only wish that I got a chance to meet him. I'm not telling you anymore about him b/c PS is going to do an entry about him and it will be spiritual. To all of my readers, I'd like you to send some love through the computer for my baby who is suffering a great loss. May you Rest In Peace, Matthew. I just knew that he was cool, afterall look at his grandson for Christ's sake!!!
Scoop the Poop and watch SpongeBob Squarepants!!!
Watch For Pedestrians
Ok, just let me start by saying that today was just fucking shitty at work!!! I just got home about an hour ago and I got there at 10:30am. I got screwed out of 20 dollars b/c Mama was hung over and didn't want to add gratuity. Needless to say, I was pissed. I got all of a 15 minute break today. I just sat out by my car and chain smoked and then went right back into the pit of hell that is my job. God, please let me find a "real job" b/c this one is stressing me totally the fuck out. I've worked three double shifts in a row. (Fri. Sat. And Sun.) I mean, really people, I'm fucking (sorry, I'm saying that a lot, but I'm totally stressed) epilectic and taking enough medication to put a tiger to sleep. I'm a small person and I do get a little stumbly on my seizure meds, but, I'm still at work busting my ass (in many ways Ha!). This job is just really getting to me. I used to look foward to going to work and now, I dread it and get all nervous just thinking about going there. You should see me in the morning. I'll wake up like 2 hours before I have to be at work b/c I'm just that anal. As I'm getting dressed, I'm constantly staring at the clock. I HATE having to be somewhere by a certain time. (another one of my OCD's and I always have to see what time it is)
Like right now, I'm stressed out b/c I have to see Dr.MM tomorrow and usually, I sooo look foward to our visits. Oh well, I just thought that I would let out some steam before I go to bed. I'm exhausted!!! At least I don't have to be at work until 5pm tomorrow. That's a wonderful thing. I'm just sooo awake right now. Maybe, I'll go watch some SpongeBob and fall asleep. I hope! I feel as if I've had a triple esspresso or something, but I'm worn out at the same time. It's like my body has had it, yet my brain is WIDE awake!!!
Scoop the Poop when you get a donkey!!!
Oh, My Aching Ass
I'm just going to do a small post here considering that I've been home from work all of 30 minutes and have to be back there in 9 1/2 hours. Today at work totally sucked reindeer balls. (thought I'd throw a little Christmas up in there) I came out ok by the end of the night, but I some how got screwed out of 30 dollars. Hey, to some of you 30 dollars ain't shit, but, to me, that's my half of the water bill. It could even be a carton of Marlboro Reds and about 2 gallons of gas. Ha! Ha! Yes, I did bust my ass bigger than shit tonight at work. The only thing that was sooo bad about this one was that it was in front of about five tables FULL of people asking if I were ok. I'm ok (other than the fact that I bruised the hell out of my wrist and landed on my ass, that hurts) I'm was just embarressed as all get out.
Anyway, I'm hoping that tomorrow (well, later today) will go a lot smoother. Today was just one BIG ball of stress.
I did meet a very nice person yesterday. We'll call him Jeff, but I prefer to call him neato torpedo. He has got to be one of the neatest and nicest person that I've ever met. He can read lips. That is the coolest. He's deaf, but that does not stop him in ANY way from carrying on a conversation. He has an awesome job that lets him travel the world. To me, that is very fucking cool!!! Very nice man, yeah!
Scoop the Poop, tomorrow, tomorrow...!!!
Random Bullshit Known As My Life
I don't even know where to begin. I got a call at work Sat. Night and it was my sister. She said that my brother was in town. Cool! They let me off early since I haven't seen him in months. He followed my Mom to my work and then followed me to my house. (He rides a motorcycle and is NOT good with directions.) Anyway, we get here and I had a few beers and we hung out (with his "girlfriend/crackhead" that he'd picked up 2 days earlier!?) we hung out for about 2 hours and then she started this "I'm hungry! Waaa! Bullsuit!" I told them that I was not driving b/c I'd been drinking and everything close to me was closed. I told them that they would have to go to the Waffle House or IHOP. Then, she starts this, "I want Waffle House bullshit"! I wrote directions on how to get there, how to get back, wrote my phone number on there, and even gave them money to grab me some hashbrowns. (smoothered and covered) They left here at like 1am. Finally at about 1:45am, I decided to lay down and wait. I'd been up since 9am. I wake up at 6am and they are not back. Holy Shit! I checked the phone and had a message that my brother left at 2am. I slept right through it. They were about 30 miles north of where they should have been.
Ok, Now, it gets good! Sunday at about 12pm I got a voice mail from my brother saying that they had gotten a hotel room and knew where they were going and coming over. M'kay! My friend Princess was here. We were here until like 1:45pm and decided to leave and do our shit. I assumed that they just found their way back to Monroe. I come home later and see my brother's bike in the driveway. PS's car was here, but I didn't know if he was home or not b/c he went to Memphis with Father O' Flanagan. I'm walking around the land/yard/field whatever calling to my brother. I finally walked up to the door and see my brother, crack whore, and PS with a WTF? look on his face.
I then come in and my brother starts this oh we got so lost crap. I then looked at my bedroom door and it was fucking open. I calmly asked PS if he'd opened it and he looked at me like I was crazy and of course said, no. I quickly swung the door open and my fucking window was wide open. My brother and crack bitch had come by and no one was here, so they just decided to break in. When he came in my window, he used my fucking Eric Clapton boxset to prop it up. Once they made it in, they managed to step on all of my books and rip several of their covers, he broke some of my blue glass that I'd had in the window, but most of all, THEY LEFT THE FUCKING WINDOW WIDE OPEN
and Tigger was gone.
I fucking freaked out sooo bad. I was hitting my brother and just screaming at him and his crack whore to get the fuck out of my house. I ran around everywhere looking for her. She was out for 3 1/2 hours. We live in front of a busy road and cars go fast. I just knew that I was going to find her in the middle of the road. Needless to say, I lost my shit. PS said that he'd known me for so long, but NEVER
had he ever seen me freak like that. Finally, crack whore comes from the side of the house with Tigger in her arms. I didn't say thank you, nothing nice. I just told her to stay the fuck out of my house. I held my Tigger sooo tight and put her up. I was still screaming at my brother. He quickly got up and left. As he was leaving, instead of walking down the steps of the porch, he walks right off and bust his ass. He's screaming, "my leg is broken". I told him that his fucking leg wasn't broken and to get the fuck up and go the fuck home. Don't get me wrong, I'm not an evil bitch. I told him that I would call him when I've calmed down. If Tigger would have not been found, I would seriously be in the psychiatric ward at STD.
My Mom calls yesterday on my fucking day off at 7am. *Ring, ring*
Mom: Do you want to apologize to your brother. He was lost in a strange city for 3 hours and it's all your fault for being such a bitch to him?
Brother: NN, I'm sorry for everything!
Me: I cried after you left last night. I felt so bad for hitting you, but I thought Tigger was dead. I'm sorry and I do love you! Next time you ever decide to just "come over" and I'm not at home, go and sit on the porch swing until PS or I get here. By the way, when you get home, get rid of the crack whore. You don't need to be hanging with people like her. I'll call you soon. I love you. Bye!
Mom: Ok? He was lost for 3 hours, NN. He could have been killed!
Me: Well, Tigger was lost for a little longer. Karma's a bitch. ain't it?
He FINALLY made it home ok and said that he told the crack whore to leave his home. He said that she just started walking. He told her that he didn't hang with people that did that shit! Good for you, JH!!!
So, I screamed at him and crack gal Sunday. Last night was my Monday Night Football game. Once a year the Jets play the Dolphins in New York. All of you should hopefully know, by now, that I love the Jets and Hugh Jackman! The Jets kicked some Dolphin ass. Last I saw, the score was 41 to 13 in the 4th.
J! E! T! S! Jets! Jets! Jets!
After I spoke with my brother yesterday morning; I spoke with my sister who was basically wanting me to pick her up and that I did. She's staying with us until Thursday. Yippiee! I haven't spent any time with her in months. It's been fun. She's helped me calm down from the Halloween from Hell! We just got home. We went and had some virgin daiquiris, artichoke and spinach dip, and then had coffee and bread pudding. Fab-u-lous!!!
Now, I'm just sitting her waiting, as I'm sure you are, waiting to find out who our next President is going to be. I went and voted. I loved it. There were only like 3 people in front of me! Yeah!
Scoop the Poop, Even If W
Wins! (It'll be ok, in Canada!)