oh my...

so, i'm totally addicted to flair. on facebook. omg. and i believe i've corrupted the senator as well. today he sent me this one:
it's totally me. :)

he sent me this one at the beginning of the month. i'm hoping i don't have to wait until christmas to get to see him. *sigh*

i'm ready

and surprisingly not panicking.

internet, i've met someone. he's about as perfect for me as you can get. which is to say, he's not perfect at all. he has flaws and has made mistakes in his life and chokes on his own toes a lot. and i'm completely gaga for him. he's never been married and doesn't have any children. he can't wait to meet my monkey though. he's a "cat person" and understands why i want to kill the dog on a a weekly basis (not because i hate the dog, but because the dog irritates me to no end -- no uproar needed). he knows about all my crazies and has already had to deal with a few, all with positive results. the coolest part of all of this, he feels exactly the same way i do.

i'm ready, internet. i'm jumping in, with both feet. eyes wide open. :)

grr...

i'm getting sick of jm not understanding that no one cares that he hates doing one tiny party of his job. it's a major part of the rest of the department's job and we hate it too.

so, nut it up buddy boy. it's part of your job too.

i'm tapped

i've got nothing.

i still have that one in the works in my head. but it's proving difficult to put to paper (as it were).

i'm sitting at the studio, waiting for my night to be done, finally. i think i may pack up and get my butt home. home is where i've wanted to be all day. the day. the weather. my exhaustion. i'm ready to crawl in bed... have been since i left it this morning.

I shall call it: Dog Chow

Put down your name, and then I'll write each answer according to what I think of when I think of you! If you participate, the rules are, that you have to do this on your site too! If you're not tagged in this, play anyway!! Although this may be dangerous, I'm willing to try but I do reserve the right to not say the FIRST THING that pops into my mind. You'll thank me later.

1. I'll respond with something random about you.

2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.

3. I'll pick the first flavor of jello i think of

4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible. If not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)

5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.

6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.

7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.

8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.

9. I'll tell you what season you remind me of.

10. If you play, you MUST post this on yours...just copy and paste.

*** this is from my friend's, jobe, facebook page. she's too funny and a hoot!

in the works

i'm pretty sure i have this post floating around in my head. i need to start writing it... so i can flesh it out and get it down on "paper" (as it were). i've been doing a lot of thinking and possibly even some soul searching. for the record, i'm not good at change. personal that is. i have someone who says he's going to challenge me on a very regular basis. i warned him we'd butt head frequently over it. the weird thing, i'm totally looking forward to the challenge. does that mean it's the right thing?

WHY!?!

when i mention that a certain fast food restaurant's french fries are my favorite, does my co-worker tell me gross experiments done with them that make me not want to eat them again? and only AFTER i tell him i don't want to know whatever disgusting thing he's about to tell me.

he has a listening problem. i believe he needs his ears cleaned with a sharp pointy object shoved into them repeatedly.

i feel the need to discuss shoes, clothing, my period, and the boy i like. all loudly and with great detail, in his hearing.

waltzing matilda

*i'm actually not fond of that song at all. i've heard it far too many times.




i messed up at the end, thus the face. but in my defense, i learned that routine in 45 minutes and danced it with someone i haven't danced with in close to two years.

*mr. park, when recording, please don't talk to people. it's audible. *sigh*

**i wish someone would have mentioned the bad hair i was rockin'.

whee!!!

omg! that was so much fun. i just had a lesson with my very first ballroom teacher. kenneth is SO MUCH FUN to dance with. he made a routine for me. waltz. my absolute favorite. *heart* mr. park recorded it, so i can watch it and practice. and maybe, just maybe, if i'm very lucky... kenneth will come to a showcase to perform it with me. *squee!!!*

*i literally JUST finished the lesson, so as soon as I get the video from mr. park, i'll post it here.

so excited!

save the boobies! (part deux?)

the amazing and ever so lovely mrs. hot has kindly reminded all of us (okay, just me) that october is breast cancer awareness month. knowing many people who are fans of the boobies (and having some that certain people seem to enjoy quite a bit AND having used mine to feed a certain monkey) i thought it was a great idea to spread the information far and wide. okay, just to you. plus, because she's so awesome ree is doing a contest. i mean, really... a contest! there's pink all over and ribbons and pink and stuff and did i mention the pink?

in honor of this month, i've changed things here. you know, to make it pinker. because really, can one have too much pink? i didn't think so.

so tired... zzzzz

i did it again. went out on a wednesday night and stayed up FAR too long. in my defense, it was a friend's birthday (happy birthday again sweetie!!!) and there was this amazing musician? performer? live p.a.? i have no idea what the "label" this guy. whatever. i can't care. he was freaking cool. heatbox. this man IS HIS INSTRUMENT. he beat boxes and everything (and i mean EVERYTHING) he did last night he made it all with his voice. i bought his cd. with my last $10. until tomorrow. but still. that means, i'm more than likely going without lunch today. i'll live. i'm so grooving to the music. trying to figure out which song i want to dance to. all of them?

plus i got to hang out with my bff and he's just fun.

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i added them. do what you will with them. who knows, maybe i'll actually make enough to help with showcases. :D

she is SO right...

over at katie i am, she had this post today. wow... that is me for the last 2½ weeks to the T. like exactly. i hate it. i'm utterly disgusted with myself when i'm this way. it's sad, gross, obnoxious and i can't stop it when i want to. which is, by the way, now. five minutes ago. last week. i've made, what i think, are a couple of (hopefully) forgivable mistakes (slight dramatics and a bit of over-reacting). because even if he and i don't work out as a couple, he's still a really cool person and i've had nothing but fun with him. plus... if he still wants, i still want a freaking dance partner and the couple things i've showed him, he's picked up better than anyone i've seen so far. (hmm, possibly bad grammar. whateves, can't care at the moment.) anyway... i'm literally champing at the bit to be patient and give him his "space". not that he asked for it, in so many words, but it's obvious he wants it.

so, on with life. i'm still making my plans. still doing my thing. still going out and seeing my friends (for the record, the friend who introduced us, mine first). turns out the guy who introduced us, he's my new bff. that's right, i said BFF. what are you gonna do about it? nothing, that's right. none of my other bffs are losing their place. they're still my bffs too. he's just the newest one. it's like new shoes. you want to wear them all the time at first. well, i want to hang out with him all the time. i settle for friday nights and some saturday nights. :)

tonight. monkey and i are taking barbie out for her birthday dinner. i'm very excited for it. :D

update: barbie got called into work tonight. hmph. no birthday dinner tonight. SHOESANDSOCKS!

which classic 1930's actress are you?

You are the essence of desire. Gregarious as you are enticing, both men and women find you irresistible. Well-rounded you have a barrage of interests and abilities. And while you enjoy working hard when you have to, there's nothing you look forward to more than having a good time. You have a natural proclivity for making other people feel at ease and in doing so you often like to show them a good time as well. ;) Your sense of style is diverse--sometimes you prefer the simplicity of suits and ties, and other times you enjoy playing the glamour queen. No matter what part you play however, you always have your priorities straight--you put your family and friends first. There is nothing in the world that means more to you than them.

super kawaii mama had this quiz on her blog today. these quizzes i love! i guess i don't know enough about marlene dietrich to know if this is right or not, but the description sure seems to fit.

your turn and let me know! which classic 1930's actress are you?

waiting for the other shoe

so that uncertainty is back. with force. and it's sitting on my chest like a full grown rhinoceros. i'm now feeling flushed and nauseous. never good a combination. even worse when you can't just go be sick.

"if something seems too good to be true, it usually is." this makes me sad. because i'm afraid that it's true again. if it is, then i'm glad i didn't say much to anyone. even though i was told to tell everyone.

i think i'd like to puke now.