Thursday, February 25, 2010

TMI Thursday: Twins, Basil. Twins.

Wahoo! It's Thursday again, which means it's time for another TMI Thursday post, brought to you by Simply T, the letter B for Booze and Bodily Functions as well as the letter L for the Lovely LiLu of Livit, Luvit.

TMI Thursday

The rules? Well they're the same every week:

"Join us all in humiliating the crap out of yourself every Thursday by sharing some completely tasteless, wholly unclassy, “how many readers can I estrange THIS week??” TMI story about your life. Or hell, about someone else’s!"

So, I get to amuse you with another wildly inappropriate story of me doing something dumb. I know I have a lot of those, but I try to save them Monday-Wednesday and Friday-Sunday so that I can post them for you during TMI Thursdays!

Let's get down to the nitty gritty of today's TMI Thursday story, shall we?

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Manswers: Dude Looks Like A Lady

If you have no life and/or are obsessed with me (it's okay, we're all friends here) then you have actually read my About Me section and you will know that I refer to myself as "A walking contradiction." One of my contradictionalities... contradiction + personalities = contradictionalities... is my feminine vs. masculine qualities.

This dichotomy can be perfectly exhibited by my taste in television shows. I love shows on the super girly end of the spectrum: pretty much anything on Lifetime, Oxygen, TLC, WEtv etc. Give me a Saturday afternoon with a DVR filled with episodes of Say Yes to the Dress, Bridezillas, The Real Housewives, and any Lifetime movie starring Tori Spelling, Candace Cameron or any country music star, and I am happy as a clam. With a little pink bow. Because it's a girl clam. 

On the opposite end of the spectrum, you will also find my DVR jam packed with lots of shows that are decidedly "manly." Mythbusters, Untamed and Uncut, 1000 Ways to Die and every episode of SpikeTV's Manswers. I think I'm ready for my honorary penis now, thanks.

So, while engaging in my mustache trimming, crotch scratching, burping, farting Manswers marathon this past weekend, my interest was piqued by a segment during which the Manswers team explored the world of transgenderism. In this segment, they answered the viewer's question: "How Can You Tell if She's Really a He?" Providing a "sure-fire" way to determine whether your potential bar hook-up is now, or ever was packing heat at some point in the past; a method more discreet than just copping a feel, which won't get you far with too many respectable chicks. Then again, if you're not on the hunt for respectable, grope away, but just know that you run the risk of getting slapped.

Drug Wars

I don't really have any cohesive topic to discuss this evening, so I'm just going to tell you a short vignette about something humorous that I encountered today.

So, in October I had to have my annual TB test for work. I wasn't able to get an appointment with my primary physician for several days, so I decided to head over to the Walgreens Take Care clinic to have the test done. So anyway, once I got my results I faxed them over to our main office so they could have them on file. I called them to make sure they got the fax, and they did. Done and done, right?

No, it never is, is it?

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Quidditch and Hogwarts and Muggles, Oh My!

If there is one thing I love more than anything in this world, it's a good "tween" novel. So, a while back when I read an article hyping up a new Harry Potter theme park? I was sold. Now, I'm seeing commercials all over the place for the grand opening this Spring for "The Wizarding World of Harry Potter" at Universal Studios Orlando.

Um. Yes, please.

See you in Orlando, BITCHES! Now if only they can start working on getting together a Twilight theme park with an Edward Cullen and Jacob Black huggable plush toy for each and every female to enter the park... Just... just find a way to make it happen!

Anyway, in other, totally non-teeny bopper related news, I just returned from seeing Jack's Mannequin at the House of Blues. Now if you must know anything about my likes/dislikes aside from tween novels and all things Pattinson and Lautner... whatever, don't judge, as of the 11th he's legal. No double standards in this house! How many college aged dudes were counting down until the Olsen twins' 18th?

Wait, what was I talking about again? Oh yeah, my likes and dislikes. If you must know anything about my likes/dislikes, you must know that in my world, Andrew McMahon is a veritable GOD. He has more musical genius in his pinky toe than the collective population of most indigenous countries.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Apollo Anton Ohno.... OH YES! Or: In Which I Make Ridiculous Puns

Ok, so I have been unable to peel my retinas away from the Winter Olympics on my flatscreen for about 3 days... 7 days... shit, I don't even know how many days, they all seem to blend together after a while.

Every time the Olympics are on... it's the only thing I watch all day, every day. Since the invention of TiVo and DVRs I now have the advantage of taping all the events so I don't feel pressured to hold my bladder in order to catch the end of the luge event... Also, I can tape the events that are going on while I'm sleeping or working, and not miss a single second of awesome.

It's a bummer when a year is a non-olympic year - it's my personal belief that they should start hosting a Spring and Fall Olympics so that every year can be an olympic year.

What would the Spring and Fall Olympic events consist of? Here's a sample list to get the Olympic committee started on their subsequent development of the Spring and Fall Olympics:

Thursday, February 18, 2010

TMI Thursday: There's A Reason Why I Blocked This Out Of My Memory

Hey there kids. It's Thursday, which means it's time for another TMI Thursday post for the fabulous LiLu's blog, Livit, Luvit.

Really, folks. If you're not reading her blog, you're not living. Or luving.

TMI Thursday

The rules are simple: 
"Join us all in humiliating the crap out of yourself every Thursday by sharing some completely tasteless, wholly unclassy, “how many readers can I estrange THIS week??” TMI story about your life. Or hell, about someone else’s!"
I've never been one for discretion, so naturally this is right up my alley.... and I normally don't allow things up my alley. My alley is an exit only... wow already TMI and I haven't even begun telling my story...

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

I'm Back!

Hi, friends!

R and I just got back from Keystone last night - it was an awesome trip.


  • Teaching R how to snowboard and get down a blue without killing himself
  • Putting aside all concept of fear and just going "balls out" faster and harder than I've ever boarded in the past - even if it resulted in a gnarly bail leaving me dazed on the side of the slope wondering if my nose was broken. It wasn't.
  • Attempted and landed 2/4 jumps.
  • Soaking in the hot tub after a long day on the slopes.
  • Making a delicious Valentine's Day dinner for R and watching How I Met Your Mother re-runs in the condo we rented.

Also, when I arrived home late last night, I saw a small box addressed to me. Squee! It was my valentine gift from Ashalah's Be my Blog Valentine. It's basically like Secret Santa, but for Valentine's day.

My package came from Lauren, in Oregon - she sent some awesome things: The Love Actually soundtrack, A Chocolove Raspberries in Dark Chocolate bar, and a bag of coffee that smells AMAZING. I love getting mail that isn't bills, so this was definitely a nice thing to come home to. Thanks again, Lauren!

Well today is my last Photo I class, I start Photo II next week. I plan to start a flickr page or photobucket account so I can share my photos with all of you. Keep an eye out for that. In the mean time, I've got plenty of work to catch up on and class to attend, but when I return home later tonight I will post some Dear Diaries.

Sand falls through the hourglass, pages of the calendar flip rapidly, seasons change outside....
*Later That Evening*

How do you like that time elapse thing? Nice, huh? Ok, well as promised here is tonight's Dear Diaries.


Sorry I didn't finish this entry Sass, its just that I was reading through old entrys and I saw this one wasn't finished so I decided to finish it right now. Bye

Wow, that is an ADD entry if I've ever seen one. Clearly, I only got so far as to write "Dear" before I saw something shiny and got distracted.

May 30, 95

Yo! Sassafras! Hi! Sorry I didn't write for a while. Dude guess what! Peter Wilson finally likes me! Aieee! Hee Hee Hee Hoo! I'm doing backflips! Whohoo! O.K. enough of this foolishness. 4 more days of school. Whohoo! O.K. enough of that foolishness. Damn! Sorry I just forgot what I was going to write. Think, Think, Think. Shit! Oh well, I'm tired so I'm going to bed. Good night. See ya! Bye! Chow! See ya later! Hey I already said that. Sionara. Bye-Bye!

This is apparently when I entered my "bad-ass" phase of 6th grade. You can tell because only 6th grade thugs start off an entry with the word "Yo." Oh, but then I regress back into dorkishness talking about doing backflips (complete with drawings of loopdey-loops to demonstrate how the backflips should go). Then I realize I'm supposed to be a hard ass and I experiment with swear words for the first time (in writing at least). In fact, I think this was around the same time that I encountered some boys from school on the sidewalk after class. They were picking on me, or at least I believed that they were, so with a completely straight face I looked one of them in the eye and calmly said, "Fuck you." After that, they were all so shocked to hear the girl who never speaks a word to suddenly bust out the F-word, that they immediately stopped picking on me. It only lasted about a day, but it was totally worth it.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Gone Shreddin...

Hey there boys and girls - just letting you know that I am leaving for a snowboarding trip in CO. I will be back Wednesday of next week. I am bringing my lappy, but I don't know how much posting I'll do because I'll either be A: On the mountain or B: Nursing my wounds that I acquired on the mountain. I will try to post at least once, I don't wanna leave you high and dry!

Holla atcha girl!

Monday, February 8, 2010

I Should Be Dead: In Which I Am An Insensitive A-Hole

I am currently engrossed in a marathon of "I Survived" on the Biography Channel. The concept is similar to that of the show, "I Shouldn't Be Alive" on the Discovery Channel. R keeps telling me that he thinks the show should be titled "I Should Be Dead," but he's wrong. 4 out of 5 Doctors agree.

I don't think there is much of difference between "I Survived" and "I Shouldn't Be Alive," except for the crazy-awesome reenactments of the traumatic events.

It's kind of like a car wreck or a gory movie - you want to look away, but you can't. In one episode, "Trapped in a Canyon," they show a reenactment of adventure racer, Danelle Ballengee's story.

While running in the canyon she slips and falls down three drops of 10 to 20 feet, eventually landing feet first, shattering the bones in her legs and her pelvis. They repeated that shattering pelvis scene probably 10 times - they love to do that, replay the most gruesome scene over. And over. And over. And every time I see it I throw up in my mouth a little bit. And yet, somehow I find myself continuing to watch. It's like drugs. Don't even get me started on Intervention and Hoarders or this could take a while.

Friday, February 5, 2010

The Usual Suspects

I'll attempt to make this brief... or as brief as my verbosity will allow.

Today, I got an email from regarding my photobucket account. Wait, I have a photobucket account?

Kinda scared, I logged in with my typical username/password combo, and I'm in. I only had to look at it to recognize it. Back in the olden days, when we had to walk to school up hill both ways and real life was in black and white or sepia tones, when facebook, or "the book" as I occasionally call it, was still in it's infancy and people were forced to use primitive technology to share their digital photos: via email or by posting them on a photo sharing site.

Most of the pictures were from various sorority events in college with a smattering here and there of high school photos that I had scanned in. Since I forgot that I even had this account, and none of these pictures were posted on facebook (yet), finding it was a wonderful surprise, much like finding $20 in a pocket of a garment you haven't worn in a while. Looking through those photos took me on a trip down memory lane.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

TMI Thursday 2/4/2009

Hello, everyone! I've been wanting to participate in LiLu's TMI Thursday for a few weeks now, but I could never come up with anything good. This week, I am confident that my "TMI Thursday" entry will shock, appall, alienate, and scare off any current/potential readers. Yay, it's going to be FUN!

Without further ado, I present my very first TMI Thursday entry. Let's hope that this is just the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

TMI Thursday

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Looks Like Teen Spirit

Hello, my friends!

My deepest apologies for my absence as of late. I've been working on a little sumthin sumthin for the blog, which you can see before your very eyes. Thoughts? Feelings?

Well, if you don't like it... tough shit. It took me a friggen long time to make. So suck it up and just read the damn blog.

Will be back later to post "Dear Diary."
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