April 2010
4 posts
Maybe You Dont Know Me
I am a 24 year old, half Italian(-American) girl. Moderately liberal because I would never deny someone something that increases their happiness as long as it doesn’t hurt someone else. Big proponent of science over religion because I prefer logic to faith and because I believe that being without religion does not mean that you go without a moral compass. My biggest pet peeve is the obvious...
Its that time of month again. No, Aunt Flo isnt in town. Its time to write checks. Like checks to ex boyfriends who you owe money to. I hate writing this check most of all. Not because he is a jerk or anything like that (although, lately, maybe he is, I wouldnt know), but becaues I am forced, yet again, to think about him and the reason why I am writing these stupid checks.
I hate owing people...
Musical Artists I Have Recently Encountered
Recently I have been trying to reach out and listen to music perhaps I would not normally.
1. Lady Gaga - her music is catchy (i guess?) but I think her style is completely over-hyped and frankly I am tired of hearing about her. That means you, Perez Hilton. Obsess over someone less obnoxious please.
2. M.I.A. - That one song from Slumdog Millionaire is okay, but the rest of her stuff is...
Common Courtesy
You should really give people a heads up when you are having a social or mental breakdown resulting in the deletion of a social media profile. Like a countdown or a one-time update, ‘hey guys its nothing you did, but I don’t want to be here anymore’ kind of thing.
Your close and not so close friends will thank you for it. Also, they wont be left wondering if you ONLY deleted...
March 2010
24 posts
Show-Bama!
Ok, to those of you who live under a rock (that somehow has internet access - great rock!), the healthcare reform just passed in the house with a majority vote and its been a LONG time coming.
Personally I didnt follow a lot of it until recently but have been innundated with republican sympathizing comments and emails since it has been passed and its really making me angry. I will tell you why....
I Want To Know Your Plans
I want to know your plans and how involved in them I am. When you leave for good will I be forgiven? And If you want roses you can go buy a bouquet. If that just won’t cut it, well what can I say? You’re what keeps me believing the world’s not gone dead, strength in my bones put the words in my head. When they pour out to paper, it’s all for you. ‘Cause that’s...
Cut! From My Facebook Page...
I miss the days when you broke up with someone and just never had to see them again. Ah, those were the beautiful good old days.
The internet is seriously fucking up this process for me. And when I have kids they are limited to how much time they are allowed to spend on the internet in order to curb the emotional damage that gets done when you live and date in relation to the internet.
Facebook,...
Mouse Trap
Functioning on Epic Fail today. My wireless mouse died and although I use a laptop with a track pad, I am a fan of ergonomics. Nothing scares me more than the thought that I might have to have carpel tunnel surgery like my mom had. She looks like a suicidal teen with the scars they left in her wrists. Not happening.
But it died and I thought I knew what to do because I just ASSUME that I am an...
The Stupidest Of Questions
Just a note: Do not ever ask anyone if they like music.
Not only does this make you seem like an unimaginative and boring person for not being able to come up with better questions, but it is also a ridiculous question. Have you ever met someone who didnt like music at all?
The answer to that is NO! Of course you havent. Music is a part of being human and even if a person doesnt like a...
giggle snort: A Public Service Announcement →
To my dear ex-BIL,
I appreciate you re-blogging and writing a rebuttal. This was a topic intended to incite conversation and debate. To be fair to your feelings, I understand how hard it is to control and express your emotions. It is the same for both genders and something that is a struggle FOREVER unfortunately.
But to be honest, it has been an uphill battle since high school to not find men...
A Public Service Announcement
I have noticed lately that guys are becoming more and more effeminate as we age. I am not sure if this is an age thing akin to a quarter life crisis, or if this generation of men are simply more sensitive, but it is a fascinating study.
To be honest, it is tiring; always having to work around the potential hissy fit that will come at the drop of a hat because they are so damn TOUCHY about...
Nick Hornby Is Cooler Than You
“So maybe what I said before, about how listening to too many records messes your life up… maybe there’s something in it after all. David Owen, he’s married right? He’s taken care of all that, and now he’s a big-shot dipolamt. The guy who came into the shop with the suit and car keys, he’s married, too, and now he’s, I don’t know, a...
Dont Laugh At Genetics.
Lets talk for a moment about genetics, cause it has more relevance to your life than whatever it was that you were doing a second ago.
I worry about genetics all the time. To be fair, I worry about a lot of things all the time, including the apocoplypse and the likelihood that I will fall out of a boat and get eaten by a shark despite the fact that I havent stepped foot on a sea vessel of any...
Leave It To Bemis
I need to stop Internet stalking a certain musical couple who shall remain nameless. They are just so cute and do all the stuff I wanna do! Ok. Getting a grip now.
Hack-Chop!
I care so little as to who cuts my hair. Seriously. I know I am SUPPOSED to care seeing as I am a licensed cosmetologist and all, but I care more about convenience and price than talent (or ever having cut hair before).
I would rather teach someone how to do it and get it done the minute I want it done than wait for an appointment and pay someone I dont know to do it. Forget asking one of my hair...
Why I Hate This Myspace Generation →
This is why people with “normal” levels of self-awareness become so frustrated walking through malls, reading magazines, using social media, going to shows, pretty much existing anywhere there might be someone born after 1990. Kill me please, if I have to talk to someone 20 or younger ever again I might have to shoot myself to ease the pain. This is why going to see my favorite bands...
Caffeine and Rage
It has come to my attention that perhaps I shouldnt make decisions in the mornings at work after my double-shot of espresso. I learned the hard way that it must be coupled with food, but clearly my bowl of Cheerios isnt absorbing enough of the coffee to keep me from shaking like a chihuahua in a Michigan snowstorm. Add to that a healthy dose of Miki-Rage (which is a brand of anger in-and-of...
it's like an extension of giggle-snort →
I Saw The Sign! And It Opened Up My Mind!
Walked into AT&T last night to set up my U-verse and they were playing Ace of Base! My little 90’s kid heart went pitter-patter! So I shook my booty in the AT&T store while I waited for Rudy, the overweight Mexican sales attendant, to tell me that JUST MY UNIT in the building is inelligible. Ridiculous. The booty shaking was replaced with me dissapointedly walking out of the store....
a little more of me to love →
eh... just throw politically correct out the...
Actually spoke the words “that Trump Tramp” today which is hilarious and probably inappropriate seeing as I know next to nothing about Ivanka Trump.
On the other hand, last night laughed my ass off at Sandra Bullock’s acceptance speech, so I youtube’d her and watched her accept a Razzie and the chick is just fucking naturally funny! Who knew? She even owns up to the fact...
