March 29, 2006
Prayer
On my way to work this morning, walking down the street, I suddenly found myself in the midst of prayer ...
I am not a church go-er, I am not a pray-er, I am not a religious being to say the least. Faith and belief in a higher power are not close to the surface of my brain or emotional function. Most people think I'll burst into flame if I set foot in a church. But in any case, whatever relationship I have with the powers that be is silent, unconcious, and rarely nurtured.
Yet, there I was, mid-prayer, before I heard my head filling with the voice of a woman humbled by her own powerlessness ... asking for strength to stay the course, the courage to leap into the unknown, and a glimpse of understanding for that which causes the most pain.
Seems as though my soul just needed to pray
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There is something greater than oneself.
Posted by: Ogre at March 30, 2006 10:09 AM (/k+l4)
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And I'm glad you let it. Sometimes our subconcious knows best......
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February 14, 2006
Sweet Valentine
Valentines to come,
Valentines to pass,
Just take a moment,
and please kiss my ass...
Didn't I make you feel
Like you were the only man
Didn't I give you everything
That a woman possibly can
Each time I tell myself
That I can't stand the pain
You hold me in your arms
And I'll say it once again
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ay
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby, yeah
Take another little piece of my heart, oh oh, oh oh
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good
You're out on the street lookin' good
Baby deep down in your heart
You know that it ain't right
No, you never, never, never, never hear me cry
Cry no, I cry, I cry all, all the time yeah
Each time I tell myself
That I can't stand the pain
You hold me in your arms
And I'll say it once again
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ay
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby yeah
Take another little piece of my heart oh (take it)
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good, ooh, yeah
Come on, come on, come on ooh
Oh you take a peice of me
When you take my heart
Oh baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby yeah (take it)
Take another little piece of my heart oh oh
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good yeah
Take a piece of my heart
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Yeah ! I love Janis Joplin ! I find it hard to believe that someone your age even knows who she is much less likes her music.
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February 12, 2006
I Still Don't Get It...
Maybe this is just my weekend to bitch, but...
How is is possible that the very same world that created wonderful, caring, and selfless people like Blackfive, Andi, ArmyWife, etc can also create people without any real grasp on the concept of compassion?
You know the people I'm talking about ... the people that aren't necessarily mean on purpose, they are just so inwardly focused that they kind of suck to talk to. The people that are appalled and offended that you would dare accuse them of being empathetically impaired ... Yeah, you know the ones I mean - the ones that can only see their own feelings and blame the you for why they can't see yours.
Someone just tell me how it is all possible. Because I still don't get it...
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February 11, 2006
I Just Don't Get It...
Why is it so easy for some people to treat others poorly?
Friday was just not a good day at work. I finally reached a boiling point after a long series of run-ins with the USN CAPT that I work with and ended up closing the door to my office so I could sit and cry the stress out.
It was an early morning - one, because of our conference but two, because our first presenter, the CAPT, wasn't done making his powerpoint by the time I left work on Thursday. I had to show up early to run through it with him because I am the techie intern ... Naturally, he wasn't ready when I showed up and thus the timeline for getting our attendees into the conference was delayed and I had to run around like a chicken with my head cut off to get everything coordinated.
The conference timeline was completely jacked. First, because of our delay in getting the attendees into the building, second because the CAPT (and POC for the conference as a whole) gave a terrible and lengthy "brief" that pushed the entire timeline back. And of course, it was on a day that I needed to be across town for lunch... More running...
When I finally was able to read my email and listen to voicemail at 2pm, there were important tasks for me to handle ... and I jumped right in. But someone else had other plans...
In the middle of a phone call, discussing one of our important databases and the needs of another agency for using it CAPT barged into my office. I assumed he'd leave once he realized I was on the phone, for business purposes ... but he didn't. So I asked the person if they could hold on.
CAPT had me put the other agency on hold while he asked if I could do his photocopying. And not just photocopying ... photocopying of select pages of a large document ... and NOW. I explained that I was in the middle of important business and he explained he needed the copying done yesterday and the other intern was gone for the weekend already. I was to do what he needed NOW.
In my head: If it's so damn important, why didn't you ask me yesterday...?
I ended up having to call the other agency back so that he could get his copies. And then ... when I finished (within his 20 minute deadline), he wasn't in his office. AND, he left the office without ever saying a word to me.
Now can anyone explain to me why it is necessary to treat another person that way? There is no reason you need to be rude to people in a situation like that. There is no excuse for being so condescending.
I just don't get it...
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I don't get folk like that either. They got to jump you to get their stuff done hasta pronto, then when you go to tell 'em it's done, they ain't nowhere to be found. Kinda makes you want to "undo" it, and wait 'til they ask you WTF, and you say, well, I stopped, dropped, and rolled, to get you what you needed to put out your fire, but when I went to relieve you, you were nowhere to be found.
To some folk, everything seems to be a "needed by yesterday" deal, just 'cause they were slackin' a bit. Folks that come to me with that kinda 'tude, if they don't come often, and stick around to square the deal, I don't have a problem goin' above and beyond for. Folks that make demands like that, then boot scoot the hell on out, I point to a picture in my lovely large cubicle that says somethin' pretty damned simple...
"Failure to plan on your part does not constitute an emergency on mone". Then I say, I'll get too it 'soon as I can.
I think your situration is different then mine, the ranks certainly are, but at times, the arrogance isn't. I try to do the best I can to provide my
customer with what they need when they need it, but if they cry wolf every damned day... somethin's gotta give, and I tell myself at times, hell 'Neck, you
were lookin' for a job when you found this one.
Don't sweat the small stuff Cat... It'll make you ol' and Grey like me 'fore your time.
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February 08, 2006
Twice A Wake Up
I've always been one that is really hot at night...
No no, you dirty boys, my body temperature rises while I'm sleeping. I usually keep my room a little cooler than I could tolerate fully clothed & awake, just because I'll overheat and can't sleep if I don't. More than once I've had a boyfriend ask me if I was feeling ok in the morning because he thought I had a fever the night before.
So that being said...
What the crap is this whole night sweats thing I've got going on lately? I'm 25 freakin years old! I wake up a couple of hours before my alarm is supposed to go off and I'm covered in sweat ... head to toe. I don't feel overly warm and I am able to go back to sleep reasonably quickly, I'm just all wet ...
But this waking up twice thing has really got to stop
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Only get those when I'm really sick.
Posted by: the Pirate at February 09, 2006 10:13 AM (0ZKi5)
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Hmm. You might keep an eye on it - if it's really happening a lot, it may be bloodsugar related (as in your bloodsugar is getting lower while you sleep).
Then again, might just be random body changes.
Posted by: beth at February 09, 2006 01:07 PM (BuBkx)
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... how much tequila had you drank before hitting the rack?... could be that you were just sweating it out...
Posted by: Eric at February 09, 2006 05:52 PM (r5XsL)
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My dad and I are both that way.
We have been our entire lives.
Posted by: _Jon at February 09, 2006 06:08 PM (/R7YK)
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Sorry, I don't believe you get that much warmer when you sleep. Prove it.
Posted by: RSM at February 09, 2006 06:46 PM (ODxF4)
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Sorry, agree with Eric, it's the tequila.
Posted by: Sissy at February 11, 2006 01:01 AM (gCk3+)
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Nah - I'm that way too. I have to have the room about 20 degrees cooler than I would normally tolerate. Sometimes, I've even turned the air on in the middle of winter. Of course, as soon as I wake-up and my feet hit the ground, up goes the thermostat.
Snowed in today?
Posted by: Andi at February 12, 2006 09:36 PM (PJs/i)
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Wish the GF had that problem. She's cold all the time.
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That would be "you're". I hate grammer.
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January 14, 2006
Oh Sure...
...the one time I clean and actually take out the trash in a timely manner ...
I have a sinking feeling that I accidentally threw away a couple of pairs of earrings in a box I got for Christmas.
Dammit.
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AW knows a guy who might be willing to dig to find them for you...
Posted by: That 1 Guy at January 14, 2006 11:25 AM (lfQya)
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We'll just call this one Cat's Law:
"Always wait 24 hours between topping off a trash bag and throwing it out."
Posted by: Harvey at January 18, 2006 02:35 AM (ubhj8)
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January 11, 2006
Buy Angelina's Lips
So, not only is the cosmetics industry making creams and scrubs meant to shrink just about damn near any part of your body ... they are also making lip gloss that is purposely designed to give you a
plump, juicy mouth fat lip. You can find it
here in 6 different rediculously expensive shades!
Assuming this stuff works they way they say it does, I'd look like Angelina Jolie after she got her face stuck to the vaccuum cleaner. Hell, I don't know if I could even talk if my lips puffed up like they claim they should. Alas, I'm not going to spend $38 to find out. The right mix of genes and a childhood of pouting was all I needed to be cursed with these wonderful babies.
But you know, Ladies, it's a lot cheaper and you'll get the same effect if you just let me punch you ... or I could kick you in the face for a little change of pace. I know I'd feel better if we did things that way - you know, sticking it to the man or something... And, here's the special bonus week gift to you, if you're an annoyingly stupid chick, I'll even do it for free.
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No doubt that A SWIFT KICK would take care of the bumbling beauties......maybe even a BAND-AID.........
Posted by: Dr Gno at January 11, 2006 05:54 PM (iONMN)
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So... your looking to get that Nobel Peace Prize for cosmetics?
Posted by: Telebush at January 11, 2006 10:00 PM (8VWOk)
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January 06, 2006
Are You Off Too?
I didn't wake up until 1:30 this afternoon, but I feel like I didn't sleep a wink. I don't feel sick either.
This is a weird, weird day...
And I think I should finally put some clothes on. It's cold in here...
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December 02, 2005
Feisty and Fun
Sometimes things are just not what you think... Just take the following description, for example. What if it were to be vaguely considered a personal ad?
5'6, top heavy SWF
Former cheerleader, go-go dancer, and cocktail waitress
Dyed hair
Pierced
Multiple tattoos
She sounds sort of interesting, doesn't she? Probably fun, maybe a little wild? Perhaps has a freaky streak somewhere that might make it worth the date to find out for sure...? After all, it is Friday night and all... But wait, there's more!
more...
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yes, and now i am afraid.
so you got go-go in your blood, eh? it's all becoming so clear.
Posted by: shoe at December 02, 2005 10:56 PM (K8/6p)
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Hey, since you're so friggin' unresponsive, maybe I'll hit on your mom......
Posted by: skippystalin at December 03, 2005 10:00 AM (ohSFF)
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I'm *still* intrigued :-)
Posted by: Harvey at December 03, 2005 08:08 PM (ubhj8)
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Wow... the mother/daughter combo... and I'm not talking about the Chicken and Egg biscuit at Chik-fil-a...
Posted by: RSM at December 04, 2005 03:27 PM (KLCgV)
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November 22, 2005
On the Move
Just wanted to check in with you guys... make sure the house is still standing and all...
I finally had lunch at the KC BBQ place where they filmed the sleazy bar scene in Top Gun. It was a cheesy tourist trip, I'm glad I took the time to stop by.
Unfortunately I was only able to stick around for 20 mins or so...I spent the rest of the day on a train from San Diego to LA. I'll be spending the next week or so avoiding interrogation enjoying some quality family time around here.
Now...who wants to tell me why the outgoing message on my answering machine has been changed to what sounds like a bad drag queen impression...?
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"Now...who wants to tell me why the outgoing message on my answering machine has been changed to what sounds like a bad drag queen impression...?"
Um... because you're trolling for Judy Garland fans so you can stage a community theater production of Babes in Arms?
Posted by: Harvey at November 22, 2005 07:14 AM (ubhj8)
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Yeahhhh.... I was wondering about that too....
All the bookshelves are dusted. And I took out the trash...AND put in a new bag (I'm a man, put an extra star on my chart.)
BTW, where did you get your DVD player? Innocent question, just curious.
Posted by: RSM at November 22, 2005 10:03 AM (ust5Z)
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Whole day on the train from SD to LA...jeez were you pushing it?
Of course one would hope upon reaching Union Station you made a b-line to Phillipe's for a french dip.
Posted by: the Pirate at November 23, 2005 11:59 AM (0ZKi5)
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Hope you are having fun and have a great Thanksgiving! Sorry I missed you in SD! Stupid job! Next time though we'll tear up the town!
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November 05, 2005
Outsourced Pizza???
I just called to order a pizza from a place with a centralized order center... I swear to
Jebus that the center was in India! What is this world coming to? I can't even order a pizza in english anymore...
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Pizza with curry. Ewwwwww!
Posted by: Jim - PRS at November 06, 2005 05:03 AM (oowdc)
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try ordering online next time. It's the only thing Pizza slut has left to recommend itself with. We've never had a problem.
Papa Johns also has online ordering, although we occasionally had issues with them....
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October 23, 2005
You're 5'9, Right? Good...
I was watching a really funny ... but strange ... movie tonight about a completely dysfunctional family that gets together for a funeral. One of the characters said the following line about her sister's lesbian wedding:
"It just won't work. Everyone knows that the only gay relationships that last are between people of the same height..."
Errr.... Whiskey . Tango . Foxtrot ?!? Over...
How the hell did that even make sense in her head? Like the similar height somehow better fascilitates lesbian hanky panky than it would between a pair of hot and sweaty straight people?
I just don't know...
And I don't about you, but the mental images from playing these scenarios out in my head has left me a tad hot and a smidge frustrated.
It's been a strange day...
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"left me a tad hot and a smidge frustrated."
Damn.
Posted by: dick at October 24, 2005 06:19 PM (XlQVK)
Posted by: elliott at October 24, 2005 06:21 PM (XlQVK)
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... oh, my... well, hang in there, sis... the weekend is a'comin'.....
Posted by: Eric at October 24, 2005 10:54 PM (uHA2j)
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Height has nothing to do with it.
It's all about torso-length.
Legs are irrelevant.
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October 22, 2005
National Nut Day
Today is National Nut Day.
I'm not sure if that means thank an almond ... the crazy lady talking to herself at the bus stop down the street... or the pair some of you are probably scratching...
Take your pick and celebrate the nut of your choice!
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Maybe it means give some head?
Just kidding...but somebody had to say it.
Posted by: Dorothy at October 22, 2005 05:00 PM (eFoAe)
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like the guys need another excuse to show us the under carriage.......
Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at October 22, 2005 11:58 PM (1XnJ1)
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... heh heh... thanks for the heads-up, Cat...
Posted by: Eric at October 23, 2005 09:24 AM (uHA2j)
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What nut do they make beer from? :-)
Posted by: Harvey at October 23, 2005 12:14 PM (ubhj8)
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Hey, I'm not... oh wait. Nevermind, I was.
Posted by: Ogre at October 25, 2005 02:54 PM (/k+l4)
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October 14, 2005
Equal Right To Pee
Yeah, you read the title correctly... I want an equal right to pee...
I went to lunch today with one of the other interns and while I was waiting for my sandwich, he looked for a bathroom. The shopkeeper noticed and told him it was down the hall. So the dude left and came back with no problem.
I decided using the bathroom was probably a good idea. So when he got back I went down the hall myself. The door was locked, so I waited. I didn't hear any noise. Then I decided that if someone really was in there all that time, I didn't want anything to do with the bathroom after them... So I walked back down the hall.
On my walk back to the food the other intern told me that the shopkeeper told him women need a key to use the restroom. The shopkeeper angrily gave me the key and glared at me for needing to pee... WTF?
I just bought food from the dude and he's going to be a dick about me needing to pee? When I got back he flat out said, men ok...women no - use a key.
Maybe I should just be happy I got the right to vote but you know, I think I deserve to pee just as much as a man does. I was so bitter over the deal I'm damn near ready to boycott the place all together.
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Piss on him. No, really! stand just outside the locked door and piss. I would.
Just Damn!
Posted by: Dax Montana at October 14, 2005 06:44 PM (L6TJC)
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You should have kicked him in the nuts. Bastard. Fuck him. You should have asked to hold his pecker and when he whipped it out, smash the hell out of it with the nearest heavy object. I am a vicious SOB when it comes to people fucking around with innocent women.
:-)
Posted by: assrot at October 14, 2005 08:03 PM (ARCEn)
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Most place I have found that require a key from the women's room and not the men's is due to the fact many men are dirtbags who sneak into the women's room. Hell my church back where I grew up had to go lock the women's room during the week after a guy tried to rape a woman in the bathroom.
Sure it may be a pain in the ass, but some times its done for reasons other than being a jerk.
Posted by: the Pirate at October 14, 2005 10:29 PM (Rg0+S)
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Actually, I understand that concept completely as a matter of professional experience. Sure, it's a looong stretch to call what I do as a "profession", but just follow along.
When I dropped out of college, I worked for a time as a cleaner in a suburban mall. After that, I was a security guard and, for a time, a retail loss prevention investigator. All of these involved daily trips to the ladies room. You see, one of the oldest theif tricks in the book is for someone to wait in the washroom until an establishment closes. Once everyone goes home, they emerge and rob said establishment blind. In fact, my first girlfriend's brother was arrested for doing just that. Criminals are sneaky. Go figure.
What I've seen in ladies rooms have forever disabused me of the idea that ladies are dainty. I've actually seen, no kidding or exaggeration, blood and feces not only on the toliet seat, but the WALLS of a ladies room stall. And I've seen it more than once, too. On average, I've probably seen that three times a year for the last decade.
As you can imagine, it still shocks me beyond words. Not the fact that women can be just as sloppy as men, I've always known that. I'm stunned that these girls can so easily defy the laws of physics. As I understand it, when things such as blood and feces drop out of your bodies, they should continue a downward trajectory. Not so. Unless these girls are 25 feet tall, it sometimes manages to fly upward and horizonatlly in every direction. Every time I see it, I continued to be stunned from a scientific perspective.
Posted by: skippystalin at October 15, 2005 11:30 AM (+L2kz)
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Ok, let me clarify... if there is a reason to lock one, there is a reason to lock both. If I have to ask for a key for whatever security or safety reason, so should a man. Otherwise I'm following Dax's advice and pissing on the man's shoe next time.
Posted by: Princess Cat at October 15, 2005 11:34 AM (D6/0a)
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My Sweet, Sweet Princess.
I left certain things unsaid for reasons of being politically correct and therefore, sexier. You'll notice that I spend very little time noting the security and safety necessity of locking bathrooms and great deal of time documenting the biohazards found within.
You'll also notice that I spent no time at all listing the horrors found in the men's room. There is -to use sitcom parlance - a very special reason for this. Men's rooms don't happen to be anywhere near as bad. Men ocasssionally pee on the seat, but I have yet to see one crap on the wall. I'm not saying that it's never happened, just that I've never seen it. I certainly expect someone's experience to differ from mine. But I am, after all, a professional.
I have this theory based on my experience. You see, women are societally expected to all dainty, cute and neat. This must be a rather inhibiting way to live one's life. And is true in most inhibiting lives, those living them seek opportunities to "play against type." It is also noteworthy that, again, in my experience, the nicer the neighbourhood, the messier the retail ladies rooms. I've worked in a store that housed a fucking methadone clinic and you could eat off of the toliet seats, should one be into such things. But in the more exclusive stores I've worked, you'd need a biohazrd suit to just enter the ladies room.
But I think we should move on from this potty talk and onto more heady matters. Matters like the various places on your anatomy that I'd like to devote my life to kissing. Let's leave this unpleasntness behind, shall we?
Posted by: skippystalin at October 15, 2005 12:40 PM (+L2kz)
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My workplace is like that -- we're already on a security floor, and we have to pass through another secured door to get to our offices. The bathrooms are just off the elevators in a common area. Men? Get to rush right in. Women? Have a four-digit code to punch in to loosen the lock. Cruelty in the highest form, I say!
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October 05, 2005
Bushed
I had a lot of things I wanted to write about today but they are just going to have to wait...
a full day of work
paper writing in the library
the class from hell (in which I almost started a riot tonight)
I had planned on taking a bubble bath but after getting home at 10pm and prepping my clothes ready for tomorrow, I'm just too damn tired to do anything. And for some reason, my stomach is killing me. No more fun for me tonight.
More on the makings of the riot later...
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Oooh, a riot. I can't wait for the details!
Posted by: Dorothy at October 06, 2005 03:30 PM (MD3a9)
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a riot can be caused by 2 things....well 3. Sore feet, a strong statement, or showing to much skin. I am guessing it was your feet?
Posted by: ArmyWifeToddlerMom at October 07, 2005 12:55 AM (mP7bZ)
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September 21, 2005
Well Fuck Me Sideways...
I cook - the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right?
I clean - mustnÂ’t let a suitor see the sty til he's signed the dotted line...
I even entertain - happy friends & family a more pleasant toy makes...
I scamper upstairs and...he wants to check his e-mail?!?
Needless to say, he was escorted to the door, my bed remains empty, and I am unfortunately, rather bitter. Not to mention wholly unsatisfied...
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in this case, actually, no.
What a butthead.
Posted by: caltechgirl at September 21, 2005 03:18 AM (jPXwX)
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Ha!
Man I've made some bonehead moves in my life, but that takes a the cake.
Posted by: the Pirate at September 21, 2005 09:58 AM (SksyN)
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... ouch... he ain't worth the trouble, sis...
Posted by: Eric at September 21, 2005 10:22 AM (uHA2j)
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What in the hell was he thinking?
Posted by: elliott at September 21, 2005 12:46 PM (XlQVK)
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echo those wise sages above, complete dimwitted dumbass...you can and will do much better, mon cherie
Posted by: shoe at September 21, 2005 01:39 PM (qh00V)
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Oh, and that sideways thing? Try it when you get a chance. Awesome.
Posted by: elliott at September 21, 2005 01:53 PM (XlQVK)
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"Hey, nice bedroom...is that a computer? Hey, move your bra out of the way, I need to check my email..."
ROFL.
Posted by: Ogre at September 21, 2005 02:14 PM (/k+l4)
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I must say I'm completely at a loss for words re: this post. Obviously a poor representative of his sex. OTOH, I can't imagine what kind of google hits you're going to get from that headline.
Posted by: bryan at September 21, 2005 02:14 PM (V9inq)
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Actually, the way to a man's heart is a few inches lower than the stomach. Sorry to hear about the disappointment.
Posted by: Scott at September 21, 2005 04:56 PM (eqlJ3)
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Yeah...I've been there. I sympathize.
Posted by: Dorothy at September 21, 2005 06:46 PM (eFoAe)
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Fuck him Cat. He ain't worth your time. Your a fine babe. Take your time and wait for someone that treats you like one. One will come around sooner or later.
Posted by: assrot at September 21, 2005 06:59 PM (PiVxN)
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September 16, 2005
Hi, I'm An Addict
I was inspired by
this post over at
The Cheese Stands Alone and feel it is ok now... no, I feel I have an obligation now to admit one of my deep, dark, horrible secrets...
Hi, I'm Princess Cat and I am a reality TV addict.
Not the Survivor kind or the Fear Factor kind... the Real World, The Apprentice, the Punk'd, and the Hell's Kitchen kind...
And my newest addiction is A&E's Inked.
It is a reality series that follows the shenanigans of a high end, Las Vegas based tattoo shop (started by Hart of motocross fame) and its employees that just keeps me fucking entertained. The smile does not leave my face for a full 30 minutes (minus commercials cuz those blow) Why? Soothes the inner goof, I suppose...
Give it a try - Wed, 9p EST/PST or hit me up and I'll email you an episode.
Yes, I said I could e-mail an episode. I don't get home from class in time to watch it so I have my computer record it for me. I already told you I was an addict... what more do you want?
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Posted by: elliott at September 16, 2005 02:46 PM (XlQVK)
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From one Reality TC addict to another:
PLEASE don't tempt me with a new show
Isn't it enough that I have to admit to watching Whitney & Bobby (on crack), Nanny 911 (while I was naughty) and Fear Factor (while eating pig uterus) ARGGHHHHHH!
Posted by: scoop at September 18, 2005 11:16 AM (dNLO6)
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The only reality tv I can stomach is the extreme makeover home edition and American Chopper.
Posted by: bryan at September 19, 2005 07:06 AM (uWAIp)
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September 13, 2005
Botox: The Anti-Drool
McGill University Health Centre in Canada is using Botox to treat excessive drooling in young children. I don't have children myself but I'm really not so comfortable with this...
I understand that some of these children are literally drowning in their own saliva but Botox? Aren't there some pretty significant risks to Botox users?
Check out the story and decide for yourself. Maybe I'm just one of those curmudgeons all averse to change and stuff...
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August 09, 2005
Missed the Shuttle
Dear NASA,
I know this letter is a little unexpected but I just had to tell you how hurt I am by your continued insensitivity. You never even talk to me anymore. You never ask me how I feel. You just live your life like I don't matter. Well it's time that you realize your decisions and your actions have consequences for those around you.
The launch and return of the Discovery shuttle were historic moments and I missed them because of your insensitivity. Did it even occur to you to ask me about my schedule? If you really loved me you would have. At what point did you stop caring if I could be there to share in your projects? Your behavior makes it very clear where I sit in your life. I remember a time when I was a priority for you and all the promises about how I would always me important - what happened to us?
Thousands of people will always have memories with you that I can never have. I can't even begin to express how terrible that fact makes me feel. Maybe I should just admit that they mean more to you and move on. Have I been lying to myself all this time? I guess you just aren't the government agency that I thought you were.
If you need me I'll be over at State trying to calm down.
<3 Princess
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Well, you should subscribe to digital cable and get the NASA channel. Then you can get your fix. Besides, you know that they made the time so early in the A.M. just in case this one blew up too. They wanted less people to see it.
Posted by: Dorothy at August 09, 2005 03:42 PM (MD3a9)
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Dear Cat,
sorry, that you were hurt..we didn't mean it..we were about to call you but just couldn't get cell phone service.. the other women? they didn't mean a thing..it's you baby..c'mon and say you forgive us? k, pookie pie?
by the bye, we're expecting a major solar system interference should skippy ever get laid...we'll keep you posted..
love and smoochies...
Posted by: NASA at August 09, 2005 09:08 PM (awET/)
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I'll take you to the moon and you won't even have to ask nice.
Christ, I'm cheesy. I really should have killed myself when I was three.
My apologies.
Posted by: skippystalin at August 09, 2005 10:01 PM (ruCNe)
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Yeah, have you seen this guy?
He has a blog.
http://worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=45663
Posted by: Dorothy at August 10, 2005 08:38 AM (MD3a9)
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July 08, 2005
Early Morning Work
I was up bright and early this morning...so of course I was grumpier than usual...and faced with the task of tidying up my house...which brightened my mood right up.
Huh? Yeah, I wouldn't by that line either. Cleaning, the downstairs at least, had to be done but I wasn't happy about it. Why, you ask? Well, I don't like morning..I don't like to clean... Oh, you mean why did it have to be done this morning? Because today's interview (which went really well, I think, btw) was conducted in my home.
So now the dishes are done & put away, the kitchen cleaned & clutter gone, the boxes all put away, my personal junk in my room, the junk mail trashed & kitchen table cleared, my living room looks mighty nice...and I'm free to do whatever I damn well please for the rest of the day...
Who knew cleaning chemicals actually worked before noon...
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