I guess the whole not-being-able-to-post-a-title thing is yet ANOTHER bug they can't figure out. Sort of like the whole spacing fuck up thing when you post pictures.
If I weren't so lazy and technologically ditzy I'd move this sucker over to Wordpress or something.
Damnitalltohell.
Other shit that's bugging the fucklights out of me?
The rain. Obviously. I mean, it's all anyone (including me) can talk or blog about. It really is ridiculous. Today we had lots o' sun. It was actually quite gorgeous. And then, around 7:30, lightning, thunder, and buckets upon buckets of--sigh--rain.
My dentist's office. I called to get a teeth cleaning and a) they said, "Oh, you also need an exam. Would you like to do that during the same appointment?" Um, no dumbass. I'd like to have to come there TWICE when I could do everything in one appointment. I am all about complicating my life, so yes, please, book two separate appointments for me. And b) they can't get me in until OCTOBER 15th. WTF, la gente? Really? This dentist--whose office is in the MALL mind you--is that popular? Yep, this is what I get when I go for the "low insured" dental plan.
My garage. Y'all, I know I've bitched about this before, but 1/2 of my entire garage is just filled with shit I need to either give away, throw away, or sell. I know if I would "Craig's List" half of it, it would be gone by the end of next week. There's some good shit out there. It's just shit I don't want anymore. Now it's too steamy and warm to get out there and do anything about it. Every time I go out there to get in my car, the mess at hand just makes me mad...at me.
Fucking jury duty. July 16th until ? And guess what: My "Fortune's 100 Best Places to Work" company doesn't pay you while you're out on jury duty. Nice.
My roots. I swear, it was barely a month ago that I got my hair cut/colored, and already, my roots are like 1.5" long, gray, and skanky. My hair's longer than it's been in a while (which I'm sort of liking), but I have no idea why it's growing so fast. It's certainly not because I'm having too much calcium. If anything, I'm calcium deficient. I'm going to get it touched up this week. But still, it's pissing me off.
My toenails. Wow, do I ever need a pedicure. That's all I'm gonna say.
Daya is closing. My favorite day spa EVAH is closing, and I don't know why. Not that I get to go there a lot or anything, but when I DO have the opportunity to go get a massage or a facial, this is the ONLY place in Austin I've really enjoyed going to. Damnit!!
My CD burner on my computer. It no workee. Grrrrr...
That's enough of that.
Now, for some stuff that's making me happy:
El Chile now sells its insanely good salsa at Whole Foods. Thank you, Jesus.
Karla will be here in a week.
Next weekend The Geej and I will be visiting our DEAR friend Julie (who REALLY needs to update her blog--HINT HINT) and her adorable kiddos and her two kitties and her house pony and her friends. I just want to hug them all to pieces.
KEXP's "Shake the Shack" rockabilly show. Flawless.
The taste-testing panels at work that I signed up for. Fun!
All of the Collective Wellbeing products. Especially their "Night Balm."
Hip Hop/Twirling Lesson Fridays. (We just established this at work. More on this later.)
This book that a work friend bought for me and The Geej. It is most excellent in every way.
The fact that not only did Mr. Wonderful get a phone interview for a local job this week, he's also been talking about coming down for a visit at the end of the month.
The fact that I raided my mom's pantry the last time I was out at her house and managed to release her from the ownership of these unecessary salt and pepper shakers along with the "Cinnamon" vial that is obviously from the set of Gunsmoke:
Um...WHY???!! Why did she pack and MOVE these from Longview to her current house? Do you see that there are two of these that have no mate? That's like packing ONE shoe. Or a piece of Tupperware with no lid. WHAT'S THE POINT? And then she just stuck them in the back of a shelf in the pantry behind packages of chicken bullion and ranch dip mix?
Okay. I'm signing off.
I'm equalized. At least there's more stuff making me happy than pissing me off.
Bye my little babies.
2 comments:
Name the time and I am ALL OVER that garage. Seriously. Please?!
When i come over, we can open the garage door, set up some chairs and a beer cooler of beers and be all white trash and set a spell in the garage and hang out. WE can put up a sign that says "garge sale" (yes spelled wrong), spread some shit around the yard, and compete with your neighbors. I bet we can get some extry cars parked out front as well...
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