Peeve is a Dumb word....

My ear hurts. It sucks balls. I think it's been like 7 days. I've popped extra strength tylenol. It numbs the pain just a smidge. I still don't have insurance, until October so I hate going to the Dr. unless is absolutely necessary. I'm gonna hold off another week and see if it kills me. Then I might pay the 100 bucks to see a Dr., and get a script. If I'm lucky my eardrum won't melt out first.

When someone pisses you off, I find it best to laugh at them. Much like in that episode of Sex and the City, when Carrie's exes new girlfriend hosts a party and sends out thank you's and says "sorry I couldn't be their". (spelling "there" wrong) It fills her with great joy that Bigs new girlfriend is a dumbass who cant spell. Also, like how my ex husband's baby momma, and new wife are stuck with him forever cus they spawned his demon children. And I'm footloose and fancy free with an awesome life.

Reason 456 not to have kids. You are forever linked to the baby daddy. And most of the time, baby daddy's are total douche bags!

That VP that pissed me off yesterday can't spell either. He insists on using the word "staffs". You know, as in a group of employees. Your staff? Staff is plural. Meaning more than one. He always says something gay like "he has a well trained staffs". Which, we all know should be "well-trained staff". Here I sit typing his reviews, fixing all his grammatical errors. And he's the one that makes 6 figures.

When is bosses day? I wonder if I'll get anything from the girls....I shouldn't speculate. Probably selfish. Fuckit.

Big Brother. Go Dan! Yipeeee! The look on Ollies face? Priceless. Totally worth the days of my cursing him for nominating Memphis. Now, they just gotta vote Michelle out. Although, I'd rather see Jerry go. Michelle is damn good entertainment.

I've Got a New Attitude...

Conversation Monday, 9 a.m. with me and my VP whom let's remember, gave me this great Christmas Gift. You know, I roll into work around 8:30 and he's called me 5 times by then. Because he gets up at like, 5am. I cringe when he calls me. We don't have a great rapport but I kept him because no one else could handle him, he's so particular.

VP: Can you tell me why these numbers look wrong on this (stupid store promo) report?

Me: I'm not entirely sure, I download the report. The numbers are entered by the stores daily.

VP: Look at these three days for example, they are all the same number. I think you put the same number in there by mistake.

Me: I don't enter numbers, I import them into my file, the store entered those. They may not be right but it's the stores that did it.

VP: I didn't say that you did enter the numbers, but they are in there. You aren't taking calls on this? (Mind you, he did say I did it.)

(sidenote, we use to have to take calls and track these ridiculous numbers every day and it was an ordeal. Now, a simpler way is to download them and not chase people for them. A brilliant idea by someone with a great attitude.)

Me: No, it's less time consuming to download them, it was sent out as a task and they have to complete it daily.

VP: You must be really busy.

Me: I am, I have to do the entire manager's meeting on my own, and I have deadlines due today.

(another sidenote, we are down three secretaries, and doing the work of 5 with 2 mind you. I have to help them when they are busy, plus do my own job.)

And that was that. Our conversation. Fast forward to three hours later when he calls me to ask me to do something retarded.

VP: Have you fixed your attitude problem yet?

Me: What?

VP: You had an attitude this morning when you came in here.

Me: I don't think I did, I was busy.

VP: you know you should have coffee in the morning, it will fix that.

Me: I do have coffee in the morning, thank you.

VP: Can you (print this stupid ass report that I'm unable to print sorted 5 ways from Sunday?) do me a favor?

Me: Yes, when are you leaving today, I have a deadline to meet on this project first.

VP: I think you could do it right now if you wanted to.

Me: I have priorities set by my manager, it's not that I don't want to do it.

VP: Guess you still have an attitude.

Me: I am offended by that statement.

VP: No you're not.

Me: Yes, I am, I don't think I have a problem, I am following the instructions set for me by my boss. I can print your report but by the end of the day.

I mean...seriously? I joke around with most of the VP's but not mine, he is not the joking kind. He has a dry sense of humor I guess you would say. So I don't do it. I was offended. And he completely pissed me off. I told one of the other girls in the dept, who works for my VP's boss. I gave her an award once, for making a template for our phones. It made her day. Today, she figured how to do books on the copier, and I said "You should get another award for figuring that out" to which she replied. "You deserve an award for your great attitude". And that's...why I mostly love my job.

That, and my jewelry discount. Diamonds ARE a girls best friend!

Vick's a Dick....

I stayed up until 2 a.m. I was watching Animal Witness on Animal Planet. Which airs again this Wednesday at 9:00. It was the Michael Vick (dick) case. I wanted to see it because it showed more about the poor animals. There were several parts I had to watch with one eye squinted. The dog fighting is horrific and it made me cry. That is the cruelest thing in the world. I watch animal cops, so I know what happens to those dogs when they are "rescued" from fighting. They get put to sleep. It's horrible. They have a bad reputation, and I'm glad this show shed some light on the fact that they are rehabilitatable.

Yes, it has a happy ending. Because of the publicity of the case, the dogs were actually evaluated, and saved. All but two. One of these "killer dogs" is a therapy animal. You know, that travels around to hospitals and makes old people smile? Animals have to go thru extensive testing to be certified for that. Some of them were adopted to homes with kids. Dressed in hoodies, and loving life. The evaluation proved they were all very tolerant, loving animals.

He didn't get what he deserved. If you ask me, but I'm happy that he didn't get off scott-free!

It always made me sick watching shows where dogs are rescued from fighting and euthanized. Or, some nutty broad with 100 cats living in horrible conditions, has to have all her cats all put to sleep. It disgusts me. One day, I'll have my own animal sanctuary, where no one dies. It'll be my own slice of heaven!

Well I didn't get to go to the zoo this wknd. It rained. Whenever I'm in Cleveland, it rains or snows. Tell me again..why do people live there? Cus, I have yet to find the appeal. It takes a special kinda person to live in the big city.

Friday night, I got a booty call. You know, from the manfriend. What makes it extra special and sweet, is that he has to drive 50 miles to see me. So, it has a little more meaning to me. I got my hair done and was scolded for showing up with sex hair. Hater. That night we went to dinner at Mongolian BBQ with another couple. And we went out for drinks at Panini's where we all lost our affecton for the younger crowd, and headed to the Garage Bar.

Sunday, we sweated our butts off at the boy's place. We made breakfast, and decorated his apartment. He still hadn't hung anything, and we worked really well together. Quite impressive. He valued my opinion. Although, he got out this laser light tool on a tripod, the level, tape measure, and measured everything perfectly, 18 times. Then marked the wall. Then used those plastic anchor things. Not my style, but at least he does a good job. And I did enjoy watching him work with his shirt off. Sweaty.

P.S. Big Brother. Hello? Dan? You are either one complete fucking moron, or a genius. You'll be lucky if you make it thru next week pissing everyone off. I hate how Ollie is acting. Can't wait to see his ass out the door!

Supersize She...

So I watched this show on TLC, it was called Supersize She. I think they use the term "female body builder" here lightly. There wasn't much female about her. See for yourself. I mean, to each his/her own, but this girl said people assume she does steroides and theres no hard work involved. I think that means, yes I do steroides and I work out a lot. If you wanna look like a man go the full route, don't half ass it. I work out and I still dont look like a boy. You have to do that on purpose. What is more disturbing. People find this sexy. I'm assuming, from this video.

I couldn't find it on youtube...but the funniest thing you will ever see is her "talent" was dancing to "barbie girl" in a pink bikkini. Oh yes.

Paperboy and the Ditty..(anyone catch this??)..

Firstly, how cute is this picture? That's me and the manfriend at the beach. I love his sandal tan. It's freaking adorable. You can still see a glimpse of my blood blister too. It's way freaking hott, and still lingering! Feet in the sand pictures are kinda a family tradition. So, I got the manfriend in on it. I made it pretty at Picknik. Which I saw over at Quipwhit.

In other news..some cocksucker decided to let themselves into my car Wednesday night. I can't say that they broke into it, because I left it unlocked. I never do either. Even in the country. But that night I took the dog with me to the circle k around 11. I let her out the passenger door so I unlocked both doors. The manfriend came over after that. We were up until 2:30am.

When I went to work the next morning, my lights were on in the car. The glove box was opened. My console was opened. The passenger door was ajar. (I said ajar) They took my 2 packs of cigarettes out of my console and put them on the seat. Went thru some CD's in the console. Those were on the seat. The paperwork on my car wasn't gone. I had change in my cup holder, that was there. Nothing was visibly taken. I have no idea why someone would go thru my car, or what they were looking for. Probably some darn fool kids looking for sudafed so they can cook up their crystal meth. I had some Mucinex, but they left that too!

I live atop (I said atop) a semi-grand hill (grand enough to take the cars of anyone who tries to brave it in the winter). There is nothing around me but another apt complex, with two apartments in it, and houses. No reason for people to be 'passing thru'. Whoever did it meant to do it, it wasn't by chance they were walking by. They have no reason to walk by.

There was a paper in the driveway, like the local paper. So a paperboy was there. The neighbor subscribes to the wknd paper. So, fishy that they got one Thursday morning. I'm blaming it on the paper boy. I have decided that I'm staking him out on Saturday. I'm going to get up at the buttcrack of dawn, and non-chalant ask the paperboy, since he is there so early in the morning, did he notice anything unusual, since my car was broken into, and I filed a police report. (that last bit is for reaction only) You know, not accuse anyone, but let him know I know he probably did it under the guise that I'm asking for his assistance apprehending this criminal!

My crackhead ex boyfriend delivered papers. For drug money. You never know what kinda person you'll have delivering your paper. It affords the perfect drug lifestyle. I mean, my ex stole from people's houses when he cleaned their carpets. From old people. In pain. He stole their meds. Addiction is a sick thing.

Meanwhile, I parked my car in the garage. Have fun with that dickbag. I also had to leave both my outside lights on. Which will cost my cheap ass more money. Is nothing sacred? I also locked my downstairs windows. I hate living like I'm in the city! It's bullshit!

I havn't weighed myself since I gained 4lbs on vacation. But I'm still working out, and that's all that matters. I'm a work in progress. It'll never end. So, why get upset about it.

P.S. I got a hit thru google for "alka seltzer morning relief discontinued". It's not discontinued. The boy loves that stuff. It's just gone thru a name change. It's now called "wake up call". Where's my kickback?

Analyze This...

I guess I'm one of the lucky few who remembers 80% of her dreams. I wake up almost nightly remembering dreams. Sometimes they are scarey and I have to get up out of bed, because going back to sleep only replays the dream over and over. (why can't that happen when you are having a kick ass sex dream?) Sometimes they are wack, and sometimes they stick with you so much you wonder what they mean.

Last week I remember having a dream about a snake. I woke up wondering what my dream was and a snake came to mind, then I thought, "it's OK, Dad was there". (sidenote for those that don't know my dad died in 2001) I went back to sleep.

On Tuesday night, I dreamt about my Dad again. His birthday is September 11th, but other than that I don't know why I'm dreaming about him latley. I normally don't. In this dream, I was in the house I grew up in. It's always been my dream to buy this house, so I drive by hoping it'll be on the market from time to time. In my dream I bought it. And it looked exactly the same. Yellow walls, and ugly brown carpet, and yellow and orange kitchen tile. Very vivid dream. Very detailed. The kind that John Edward describes as visits. (sidenote: I happened to attend a John Edward conference, and one of my coworkers/friends at the time, was called on for a reading, and it was very real. Haters)

Dad came over, and I asked him wasn't it weird to be here (in that house) after all of this time? He told me it was harder than he thought it would be. He sat on my couch and told me his day to day activities, because apparently he was retired, and quite bored with nothing to do. He found a letter or card from my Mom and wanted to read it, and teared up a bit. Then my Mom was there after he left, asking me 20 questions (in her true form) about what he said, and how he acted when he said it, and "repeat it word for word".

Then I was on a road trip with my Mom. I took her to the boat at Put in Bay to catch a ride to the island..at night. I told her not to be afraid. I left on a trip to who knows where, and had the same recurring dream I keep having. Crossing the bridge, covered with water. Usually, the bridge is straight up in the air and I can't get up it (like when they lift up to let boats through, a toll bridge...) or there is huge waves crashing over the bridge, and I'm afraid to cross. The last one I had, the boy was with me, and he drove me over the bridge safely. This one, the water wasn't rough, just over the bridge and it was hard to tell where the road was. Like I had to "drive on water" to cross it.

I stopped at a rest area and picked up a sign (and almost stole it) that said "pacific ocean". This is important because I am always saying how the Atlantic is crappy. The pacific ocean would mean to me, clear water. Not dirty, muddy water like I usually dream about.

I looked up all the symbols. They seem to all be pretty good symbols. I have been working on my spirituality, and myself for a long time now. If I put together the progression of the dreams, they seem to be getting better.

Bridge
A rise in the level of consciousness on the part of the dreamer; heightened awareness
Bridges symbolise decisions that we are finding hard to make. To dream that you are crossing a bridge, signifies an important decision or a critical junction in your life. This decision will prove to be a positive change with prosperity and wealth in the horizon. Bridges represent a transitional period in your life where you will be moving on to a new stage.

(I hope that the positive changes that bring prosperity involve that boy. Or, winning the lottery. Or..both. Sidenote: I bought a rock in Virginia Beach that says "prosperity")

Boat:
To dream that you are in or see a boat, signifies your ability to cope and express your emotions. Pay particular attention to the condition and state of the waters, whether is is calm or violent, clear or murky, etc. Are you "smooth sailing"? Alternatively, you may be ready to confront your unconscious and unknown aspects of yourself.

(water was calm and clear when I took Mom to the boat...smooth sailing for me)

Water
To see water in your dream, symbolizes your unconscious and your emotional state of mind. Water is the living essence of the psyche and the flow of life energy. It is also symbolic of spirituality, knowledge, healing and refreshment.

(I'm hoping this is a nod to the healing I've been working on with regards to my past, and letting go of toxic feelings. And, my continued effort to find my spirituality)

Waves:
To see muddy, violent waves in your dream, signifies that a fatal error was made in an important decision.

(these were in my recurring dream until this time. This time the water was clear, and calm on the bridge)

Ocean:
To see an ocean in your dream, represents the state of your emotions and feelings. It is indicative of some spiritual refreshment, tranquility and renewal.
To dream that you are traveling across the ocean, signifies new found freedom and independence. You are showing great courage.

(there is a recurring theme with all these symbols which is spirituality)

Calm Water (like this dream)
To see calm, clear water in your dream, signifies that you are in tune with your spirituality. It denotes serenity, peace of mind, and rejuvenation.

(again with the spirituality. and I definately have peace of mind for the first time ever)

Parents
To see your parents in your dream, symbolizes both power, shelter, and love. It represents the merging of the female and male aspects of your character.
To see your father in your dream, symbolizes authority and protection. It suggests that you need to be more self-reliant. To see your mother in your dream, represents the nurturing aspect of your own character. Mothers offer shelter, comfort, life, guidance and protection.

(this could be be a reminder to keep my sense of independence. tricky one)

Zippity Doooo Dah...

I was going to say, like a kid in a candy store, but kids don't really get THAT excited in a candy store. I'm more like a crack whore on crack excited, that's a big difference. Anyhoo then manfriend and I may make an appearance at the Cleveland Zoo this weekend.

Omg. It's probably up there with my most exciting moments in life. The zoo. Access to hundreds upon hundreds of animals! *squeal!* I'm trying to contain my true excitement, as to not scare the boy away from zoo-ing it with me. Although, I think he already knows that I'm a freak about creatures. (and he may be a little bit of one himself...I see it coming out in him) We were gonna go this weekend but it was too late when we thought of it. I happen to have gotten FREE tix from a former classmate. How fun is that?

I'm pretty excited to see the otters. They are only the most adorable thing that lives in the water. I like giraffes too. But if I started naming all the animals I like, I'd never stop typing. Wish me luck with that!

Speaking of animals. I got the new Britney Spears CD, Blackout. Kat burned it for me. It's actually one I'd have paid my actual hard earned money for. I have listened to it like 20 times since Friday night. You can't help but shake your ass when you listen to it. I was dancing to it on Saturday in my new Vicky V's. It's literally impossible to listen to it and stand still.

Only one month and one day until me and the manfriend celebrate a year of heavenly bliss together. I seriously can't believe it's been a year already. Time does fly when you're having fun! I love him a little more every day too. I have never met a kinder, more caring and affectionate man, who is also hot n' manly! I hit the jackpot with this one. I'm gonna marry him one day. And I have no problem saying that. I just know I will.

And, I have an old Ninetendo laying around. I wonder if the manfriend would do this for me. It's the perfect size for lunch. I've been in the market for quite a while, for the perfect lunch box.

Big Brother. (spoilers) Ummmm...I would have driven to Cali and kicked Dan's ass if he used the veto on Jerry. He is such a dick, kissing Dan's ass after calling him a Judas, saying he didn't mean it. I mean honestly, I'm not into that religious stuff, but Dan is being what christianity preaches, right? Forgave Jerry, didn't go after him for his MEAN words. I can't wait til the old fart goes home but let's not do it this week. I'd rather see Ollie cry over April being gone. And what's up with Renney? "I like Ollie". You're gonna like him right out of the Big Brother house, wtf?!

Pets...They're just like people!...

What? Doesn't your cat like to watch Meerkat Manor? Or, is it because my cat takes after me and loves TV? This is Fozzie Bear. She'll watch anything I have on animal planet. I honestly think they broadcast a high frequency soundwave or something smart and scientific like that, to attract the animals. Because when I uploaded my little video to You Tube, I noticed there is quite an array of cats who also enjoy watching the Meerkats. Maybe I should start the first support group?

My cat also loves the planet earth series, which I have the most videos of her captivated by the tee vee. And, planets funniest animals. And, they all like their cat sitter video. Does your cat like TV? I find it adorable when she stares at the tube.

Look what I did to my phone. I blinged it out. The head was too big to go the other way, but it doesn't make it any less cute. C'mon it's Hello Kitty!

I've had to use my brain a lot at work this week. I'm using the new reporting system, and creating ways to download information in a pretty format. I get to use my knowledge of computer stuff. Like, subtotaling and linking worksheets and making forms. It makes me feel way more productive than cutting and pasting information all day, as I did as a measley secretary.

P.S. Have I mentioned my new found addiction to hummus? I eat it every day. It's only 30 calories a serving. I would live on it if it didn't cost so much. I'm going to attempt making my own. Gasp.

P.P. S. Though I havn't mentioned it. I still hate working out 5 days a week. Nah.

Case of the Mondays...

I was in the big city visiting the manfriend yesterday, and I totally saw the famous clip from Napoleon Dynamite acted out on the streets of Lakewood, (only the best movie EVER) as pictured to the left. Only, instead of the roller blades, the kid in the back was on a skateboard. As we wizzed by them in the car I said "he's getting pulled into town!" Then, he biffed it off his skateboard and down a hill. The only thing better would be if he caught some roadrash. I might have mentioned...I don't much care for children. Reason 324,567,890,124 not to have kids. I might laugh at their stupidity vs. helping clean their cuts.



I remember doing this on roller skates. Only, it was these metal skates that fit over your shoes. (remember those?) You had to have a key to adjust them, which made then so much cooler. That was dangerous. I bet today, that company would be sued in a heartbeat for endangering children. I swear, what's the point in having kids cus they can't have any fun?


My weekend was pretty easy. Friday I met Katie out for dinner at El Rincon (mmm) and met the gals at the Moonbeam for drinks. I put a cigarette out in my beer and drank it. In my defense, we were outside, it was dark, and I had a lime in my Corona already. It tasted pretty good. I hung with my manfriend that I'm madly in love with, and he cooked us yumeeee chicken on the barbie. He's the cutest sleeper. Even if he sometimes drools a spot bigger than his head. Leave him alone.



Then we saw Mirrors. Aaaack. Some would think it was horrifically spookey. But for me, it was just a good movie, with a good plot for a horror flick! I'm not easily scared at all. I did get "BOO!" scared a few times. And, one scene I had to look thru squinty eyes at, but other than that, 4 thumbs up.

P.S. Big Brother. Not much excitement. But (spoiler) I'm hoping the reason Renney put Jerry up vs. Ollie is so if one wins the veto, she can put Ollie up. Cuz, April is gonna cry her way out of going home. She annoys me. And for the record, she is not prettier than Keesha. As she stated was the reason Keesha didn't like her. Are you serious?