Saturday, September 16, 2000

LMFAO...ok..if i were a guy or a lezbo...here's my celebrity match

Britney Spears (????)

Oh baby, baby -- Britney Spears is meant to drive you crazy! This seventeen-year-old superstar will rock your world! Your playful demeanor is a perfect match for her young-and-innocent energy. This retired "Mickey Mouse Club" member has an intoxicating voice and a body to match. Demonstrates the commitment and dedication that you admire, this school girl possesses an air of femininity and seductiveness that is difficult to find at such a ripe, young age. You have scored a winner -- Britney will hold you tight, treat you right, be with you day and night, and make you feel like a kid again (you dirty old man).

9/16/2000 04:33:18 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

m'k...my celebrity matchmaker d00d is:

Ben Affleck (??)

You seem to be looking for someone who can get in touch with your darker side--someone who's a little rough around the edges. Your choices reflect an appreciation for the romantic, coupled with a smoldering inner desire. We think that you are destined to take a walk on the wild side with Ben Affleck! This risk-taking star will be sure to raise your blood pressure with his sexy smile and his cool demeanor. Beneath his clean-cut good looks lies a devil in disguise. This 27-year-old Leo will rock your world with his subtle charm and penetrating eyes. Now you can get down and dirty with this hunk of a man after whom you've been longing.

i wouldnt say i been "longing" for him....
9/16/2000 04:24:27 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

need something 2 do for..oh..say...FOREVER?...go here
9/16/2000 04:13:11 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

awwwwww yah..i got MAD game
9/16/2000 04:09:51 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

html is the debil
9/16/2000 04:03:06 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

i hate html
9/16/2000 04:02:40 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

ok..now im stylin...muh blog has game
9/16/2000 03:58:03 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

i am so kewl i am so kewl i am so kewl...n gary's no slouch either..heh
9/16/2000 03:42:35 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

my hidden superpower is:

ANIMAL COMMUNICATION

Your superpower is ANIMAL COMMUNICATION! Many people pretend to talk to their pets, but you can really, truly do it. Have you ever mimicked the monkeys or the penguins at the zoo? If you have, you're on your way to becoming a great animal communicator. Some people think that animal communication has to be vocal. Not so. Any superhero knows that mental telepathy is where it's at. So while barking at fido might be fun, it's not the practice you need. Try thinking like an animal. Only when you get into the mindset of, say, a squirrel, will you be able to truly talk to one. If animals could talk, they would probably have a lot to say to you. Imagine talking to a walrus about the deep ocean or to an ant about life underground. Once you've perfected your superhuman gift, you'll never be without interesting conversation.

gary already compaired me 2 "aqua man"

-giggle
9/16/2000 03:14:26 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

i am not the bomb
9/16/2000 02:59:40 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

i hate dreams...well not always...jus the bad ones (obviously)

like dreaming bout ppl that used 2 be yer friends n then u find out from someone else that as soon as u left the area all that person did was badmouth u 2 everyone else...hurts even more when u left yer stuff that u couldnt take with u with this person in the hopes of being able 2 send for it later n that person has no intention of ever sending your stuff 2 u...and in fact has gone thru yer shit n taken what they wanted for themselves n left the rest there when they moved for the new occupants 2 go thru n either throw out or have a garage sale with...n then u start thinking...shit..did i have nething embarrassing in there?...what the hell was in there....

seems like all i did last nite was have dreams bout ppl that were sposed 2 be my friends n turned out not 2 be...sad really..ruined a perfectly good nite's sleep...dreamt about 2 in all...2 ppl who were sposed 2 be my friends n ended up not being...

the first one was holly...she was the first person i ever shared an apt with after i moved outta my moms house...first time id been on my own etc...we met in high school n always joked bout gettin a place 2gether but din think it would ever happen...n then like almost a year 2 the day after we talked bout it, we moved in 2gether...n things were great at first...she was pregnant n due sumtime in i think december of that year (1993) so she was in n out alot...spent alot of time at her moms house (mental note-holly was like a year younger than me n had been pregnant every year since she was 16 gave one up for adoption, 2 abortions n then she was gonna keep this one) newayz...round about jan or feb of 94, things started 2 go bad...n she talked bout bringin someone else in 2 live there...a person i DID NOT like...a really lot...keisha or something...ugh..i hated that girl...n the more time she spent with holly n me, the more holly n i hated each other...until finally i talked bout moving out n going to california "to get discovered"...(yuh, discovered by the mcdonald's closest 2 the bus station) but then i ended up in the emergency room gettin my stomache pumped n went 2 ny instead

first apt on my own(after a very strained 6 months at my dads house) lived there from oct of 94 until sept of 97...enter kevin

i met kevin in the elevator of my apt complex around thanksgiving of i think 96...he lived there 2...then he moved out but i would still see him from time to time when he came into the grocery store i worked at...kevin was a drunk (although im not really sure if he ever believed this) n was in aa n all that...so one day i asked him out for coffee (i knew he was gay n i was having "fag hag withdrawls")

so we went out for coffee..n became friends...the following year my lease was up n i was gonna go 2 tx 2 live with my mom but needed someplace 2 stay for a month or so between the time my lease was up n the time my bus for tx left...kevin graciously stepped up 2 the plate...n omgosh did we have fun...kevin had fallen offa the wagon...in a big way...n landed right on a keg (or 2)

he was the type of person who would drink til there was nothing left to drink or until he passed out (which he did on more than one occassion) if there was nothing left 2 drink and he was still concious, he went out 2 the store n bought more...

we spent an entire week, 24 hours a day literally, stoned...woke up in the morning and lit a bowl before we lit a cig....watched fucked up movies while stoned..like the wizard of oz...its funny how u can watch a movie like a million times n think u know it inside out but when yer stoned u see new things (why does dorothy's hair keep changing length? where the fuck did the scarecrow get a gun???)

then i hadda leave n kevin went to the bus station with me n tearfully said goodbye...

i called him a couple times from tx n things seemed fine...then one day i called my friend jessica jus 2 shoot the shit...n she tells me

"kevin said u were a lesbian n had a crush on me (?!?!?!?)" and "he said he's not sending u yer shit..u shoulda left it with me..he went thru the boxes n took what he wanted n said u werent getting it back"

i have not talked 2 kevin since...

havnt thought bout him strongly since (cept when i talk 2 jessica n ask if shes seen him...she occassionally does..he's i guess living with a guy me n jessica went 2 high school with (i went 2 many different high schools lol) who wuznt gay then but is now (there were alot of those in our high school...my cousin dated one 2)

havnt thought bout him..til 2day after i woke up dreaming bout him...seems i went 2 his house...or the one he lived in when i left...in an attempt 2 help him pack (wtf??) n confront him bout the things he said bout me...but i never saw him tho..only this team of doctors that were working on his case...seems he was dieing of something or other..cant say i was entirely sad 2 hear that...so o well...
but grrr@it clouding my mood when i woke up...

plah
9/16/2000 02:52:22 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

Thursday, September 14, 2000

post script 2 post below..when i first tried 2 post it..it said "you are not permitted to post on this blog"

-giggle
9/14/2000 10:18:26 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

grrrrrr my blog won't open...when i finally decide 2 post it won't work...its a conspiracy...n i know who did it ...i know lots of things...like...there really WAS an ALIEN spaceship recovered in new mexico in the 50's..n i know who shot jfk 2...

it was...hey! what are you doing??!? how did you get in here??!?! get out of my house!!! what are you doing with that gun?? oh god!
nooooooooooooooo!! plea-

this site is experiencing technical difficulties..please try again later...MUCH later
9/14/2000 10:17:26 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

i havnt blogged regularly...i dunno why...its not like i ferget its here r nething...every nite gary asks me "did u blog 2day?" n im like "nope"...n then he goes "nope? why not??"

i never answer him...

cuz i dunno why...2day ill blog tho...2day i actually have sumfin 2 say...

theres 3 kindsa days 2 have while working...good days, bad days, n they-beat-me days

today was a they-beat-me day all day long all i did was get yelled at by ppl 2 fuckin immature 2 pay their late fees...
at one point i turned to one of my employees n said "lemme ask u a question...do i have my 'abuse me' stamp on my forehead 2day?...cuz i coulda sworn i washed it off...guess not
n whats the deal newayz...sumbody signs a fuckin membership application authorizing us (in our sole discretion) to assign late fees 2 accts that have movies out past their due date...n when we dont get the money for these late fees, they r also signing a thing authorizing us 2 a) charge a credit card for the delinquent amt or b) send their acct to our credit protection agency (i believe its worded something like "you authorize *insert name of company here* to go after any avenues necessary to collect payment on outstanding charges...ei..u dun pay yer late fee, yer goin 2 collections...simple..but no..."this is bad customer service business practices give me the number for yer boss..i wanna talk 2 somebody else"...yuh right..well sir...u may say that our position is bad customer service..but i maintain that yer position is immature fuckin loser boy 2 irresponsible 2 get his movies back on time n then 2 much of a baby 2 pay the late fee for keepin em out...the fuckin library charges late fees for christ sakes but u dun see nebody sueing them...jesus...some guy out in california brought a video camera in and taped the employees in the store supposedly waiting until after noon to check in tapes on purpose 2 make late fees higher...i know thats all i can think of...jesus...we got enuff ppl who have a problem returning their movies on time without creating a fantasy late fee world...

n why o why...explain this 2 me..this is jus as forked up as the rest of it...this girl calls the other day...here's the convo as best i can member it...

"yes, i just received a bill in the mail for $124.00 for deuce bigalow but i returned that..i know i returned it..i put it in the drop box myself. i was in there n they said ..i dunno who it was but some girl told me that it probably just got checked in under the wrong number but that it was probably there and not to worry about anything but the $24.00 late fee."
"well, are you sure you returned it to the right location?"
"yes, im sure..i dropped it in the box myself...right in the box"
"well, ma'am..we have done two inventories since then and this movie is not in the store..did you return it with several other movies at the same time? sometimes if youre returning alot of movies at one time, one will fall under a car seat or something and you dont even notice it..ive had customers tell me that before..."
"no that is not possible, i know i returned it...im not paying for this"
"well ma'am, then what youre going to have to do is call tomorrow morning and speak with the store manager and she can give you more information than i can"
"well, what am i supposed to do?"
"like i said, ma'am, call tomorrow morning and speak with the store manager."
"well...im not paying for this...couldn't one of your employees have taken it home?"
"well, yes, ma'am of course..that is a possibility..but we get free movies as a condition of employment so i dont think its plausible"
"ok thank you...goodbye"
*click*
*meanwhile...five minutes later*
"thank you for holding this is kathy how can i help you?"
"im calling for my daughter *insert retarded girls name here* and she is being billed for a movie that got returned to the wrong store..we had a friend of ours staying with us at the time and he returned it to *insert name of video competition here*"
"ok..ma'am?..your daughter told me she was sure she returned it because she returned it to this store herself."
"well, she didn't the friend that was staying with us returned it to *insert previous compeditor here* and you told us that they called you and that you got it back and not to worry about it and now she is getting a bill"
"well, ma'am..first of all, i cannot discuss this acct with you because it is not your acct and because of our privacy policy, only the main acct holder can receive information about the acct...but as i told your daughter, she will have to speak with the store manager tomorrow morning...im sorry but that is all the information i can give you"

*click*

is it just me...or is there far 2 much inbreeding in this country currently??
9/14/2000 10:02:41 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

this makes me wanna hurl...course if i did it would probly add 2 the overall weight of the problem
9/14/2000 09:42:11 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments

Sunday, September 10, 2000

omgosh..how lucky am i? n how stupid am i 2? i mean...me..wantin more (the american way n all that) 2 years ago i din even think i would be with nebody let alone living with like..the best guy on the planet...yuh..so he's not exactly a geyser of emotional outpouring...n he's moody as hell...but he does the stuff thats important...he listens 2 me when i bitch..n when i whine (which is quite often) n doesn't complain...he watches me when i walk alone 2 the dumpster at nite so he can see that im ok...

n one time when i wuz sick he came 2 bed n the first thing he did was ask me if i wuz ok n felt my forehead...casanova could take a lesson...n he understands me 2...he knows ive got baggage (hell i got an emotional luggage rack strapped 2 the car) n he knows that i can be high maintenance at times...although ill go 2 the grave claiming this is untrue...so how can i be nething BUT happy? i have a great guy..who loves me..n wants 2 be with me...n i only want kids cuz i wanna have sumthing thats us 2gether..but i can wait for that...n i only wanna be married cuz i want everyone 2 know that i belong 2 him...n i wanna git rid of my dad's name..fuckin dick...
but i can wait for that 2

ppl may say that he's not the most attractive man in the world...or the most romantic...or whatever..but 2 me, he's perfect...n i wouldnt change anything about him

but the best thing about him....he's mine
9/10/2000 03:40:25 PM | immortalize me | 21 comments