I have to have a permission slip form my doctor to have sex. God that sucks. Okay, I'm exagerrating, it's not jsut to have sex, it's to procreate. Back in April I had another rupture. This one wasn't as bad as the one I had a few years back at work (Lying on the concrete floor, completely blacking out from pain, screaming the whole time in the ambulance), but this one was still bad. It was so sudden. I had popped Anthony into his playpen, about to head into the kitchen for a cup of coffee and then BAM! I was on the floor, grabbing my side, swooning from the stabbing pain. It was the left one again. This one sucked though, because I was home alone with Anthony. I didn't want to call 91, because what would happen to my baby? Who would watch him while they poked and prodded Mommy? I crawled to the phone and called Rick, but he didn't answer his work line. I panicked. I called Tracy, as I knew she had his pager number (I didn't), and she could come get Anthony while I went to the ER, but she wasn't home. I left a message, sobbing, into his voice mail. Luckily, he had just gotten out of a meeting, got the message, and flew home. Tests at Er showed that the hemmorage wasn't too bad.
So, the permission slip issue comes in now because Rick and I are really wanting to try for number #2. But since this rupture happened, my doc said no trying for at least 3 menstrual cycles. The scarring on my ovary could cause problems, like an ectopic, not to mention it could cause a serious miscarriage. So, no babies for us...
Well, it's been four cycles! I get to go get checked up in August to get the go ahead. I she says all's well, I won't be writing in here much because I'll be too busy having sex.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Job Market Hell
Well, I don't really need to go back to work, but there's been some financial strain in the Spangler household that has caused me to seriously consider getting an evening job.
1.) Rick and I fight all the time about finances, particularly about his stronghold on our money, refusing to let me spend a dime, or have a voice in our money (groceries even!).
2.) We are in desperate need of some major household purchases:
New computer (ours is a dinosaur gasping on lifesupport),
New couch (not only is ours broken in several places, but the cats have peed all over one side of it),
Bed for Anthony (outgrowing the crib),
Entertainment center (our current one is soooooooo not childproof),
Display shelves for the collections (to hang above Anthony's reach to protect them)
New Car Seat (Anthony's outgrowing the infant seat quickly)
Car Repairs (Because the fuckwad who hit us hasn't paid on the judgement)
3.) I'd like my own spending money, particularly come holiday season. Honey, I'd love to buy you a gift, so give me your credit card...well, now that just don't fly, now does it?
So, anyways, I went to interview at this legal copy center, one that I had applied for a long time ago and had gotten an offer, but wasn't in a position to accept at the time. Since that first interview had gone so well (I was insanely over qualified for the job, but I didn't mind, the work environment seemed nice), I figured this would be a slam dunk. Well, the guy that interviewed me was a raging ASSHOLE. He kept saying I didn't know anything, no matter how many times I spelled out my extensive experience. I could fucking MANAGE that place, and he's telling me I'd have to have a trial run to 'see if I can figure out a copy machine'?!?!?!?! I could take almost any copier apart and put it back together faster than most techs, but this twit says it'll take me 3 months to 'get the hang of using one'. Then, if I was lucky, I could be moved 'upstairs with the boys to learn scanning'. Learn Scanning?! I did prepress, typesetting, and graphic design for YEARS. He kept saying my experience was just like 'the kids who come in with a few months at kinko's...' what the fuck ever. That's like telling someone who studied Culinary Arts at the Courden Bleu (sp?) in Paris that they might as well have worked the register at McDonalds...I may sound cocky, but damnit, I have a right to be. I graduated top of my class at only 18 years old...from COLLEGE. I was successfully handling the marketing & design for a major company here in Seattle by age 20. I worked with some of the best press operators on the West Coast learning the gears. Kiss my ass I don't have experience! It took every bone in my body from going seriously Italian on this fuck's behind.
Now, I knew that re-entering the job market would be tough, especially after a two year absence, not to mention my time being a stripper in between 'real jobs'. I am totally cool with working at a retail job or something, couldn't give a fuck if I was only scrapping in $8 an hour, but I will NOT work for some arrogant sexist shithead who is going to treat me like a moron. As vehemenantly anti-Kinko's as I am, I would prefer to work for that printing chop shop than deal with that bullshit.
Luckily, when Rick heard about the nightmare I had to deal with, he said we'll seriously re-evaluate the need for me returning to work. Thank GOD he's finally becoming understanding!
1.) Rick and I fight all the time about finances, particularly about his stronghold on our money, refusing to let me spend a dime, or have a voice in our money (groceries even!).
2.) We are in desperate need of some major household purchases:
New computer (ours is a dinosaur gasping on lifesupport),
New couch (not only is ours broken in several places, but the cats have peed all over one side of it),
Bed for Anthony (outgrowing the crib),
Entertainment center (our current one is soooooooo not childproof),
Display shelves for the collections (to hang above Anthony's reach to protect them)
New Car Seat (Anthony's outgrowing the infant seat quickly)
Car Repairs (Because the fuckwad who hit us hasn't paid on the judgement)
3.) I'd like my own spending money, particularly come holiday season. Honey, I'd love to buy you a gift, so give me your credit card...well, now that just don't fly, now does it?
So, anyways, I went to interview at this legal copy center, one that I had applied for a long time ago and had gotten an offer, but wasn't in a position to accept at the time. Since that first interview had gone so well (I was insanely over qualified for the job, but I didn't mind, the work environment seemed nice), I figured this would be a slam dunk. Well, the guy that interviewed me was a raging ASSHOLE. He kept saying I didn't know anything, no matter how many times I spelled out my extensive experience. I could fucking MANAGE that place, and he's telling me I'd have to have a trial run to 'see if I can figure out a copy machine'?!?!?!?! I could take almost any copier apart and put it back together faster than most techs, but this twit says it'll take me 3 months to 'get the hang of using one'. Then, if I was lucky, I could be moved 'upstairs with the boys to learn scanning'. Learn Scanning?! I did prepress, typesetting, and graphic design for YEARS. He kept saying my experience was just like 'the kids who come in with a few months at kinko's...' what the fuck ever. That's like telling someone who studied Culinary Arts at the Courden Bleu (sp?) in Paris that they might as well have worked the register at McDonalds...I may sound cocky, but damnit, I have a right to be. I graduated top of my class at only 18 years old...from COLLEGE. I was successfully handling the marketing & design for a major company here in Seattle by age 20. I worked with some of the best press operators on the West Coast learning the gears. Kiss my ass I don't have experience! It took every bone in my body from going seriously Italian on this fuck's behind.
Now, I knew that re-entering the job market would be tough, especially after a two year absence, not to mention my time being a stripper in between 'real jobs'. I am totally cool with working at a retail job or something, couldn't give a fuck if I was only scrapping in $8 an hour, but I will NOT work for some arrogant sexist shithead who is going to treat me like a moron. As vehemenantly anti-Kinko's as I am, I would prefer to work for that printing chop shop than deal with that bullshit.
Luckily, when Rick heard about the nightmare I had to deal with, he said we'll seriously re-evaluate the need for me returning to work. Thank GOD he's finally becoming understanding!
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Movie rental night
Well, I know Dom's probably cursing under his breath that I didn't go to the theater the very opening day of this flick (hey, gimme a break, kid, remember?). We rented it the very first day it came out, kay?
I liked it, nice little flick. Great special effects! Since Dom never got to force feed me the comic book, I can only surmise as to how close to the story it stuck. I'll have to pick his brain later, as there were a few things I am needing background on to fully grasp it all. But can someone please explain why the HELL (pardon the ironic word choice) there were Gerald McBoing Boing cartoons on the DVD??? Even that seems a bit far reaching for fanboi stuff. So, for the winning snicker bar....how many people sat there with that annoying "who is that...I recognize the voice..." tick going through there heads. I suck at voice recog, but that one was itching in my head the whoooooooooooole time. Conveniently, they left the voice credit OFF, simply noting the physical character as some random guy. So, I, being the obsessive I am, had to go digging on the internet. Thank god for IMDB, right? David Hyde Pierce! Frasier inexplicably cute and dorky younger brother!!! I knew that friggin voice was familiar!!!!!!
I liked it, nice little flick. Great special effects! Since Dom never got to force feed me the comic book, I can only surmise as to how close to the story it stuck. I'll have to pick his brain later, as there were a few things I am needing background on to fully grasp it all. But can someone please explain why the HELL (pardon the ironic word choice) there were Gerald McBoing Boing cartoons on the DVD??? Even that seems a bit far reaching for fanboi stuff. So, for the winning snicker bar....how many people sat there with that annoying "who is that...I recognize the voice..." tick going through there heads. I suck at voice recog, but that one was itching in my head the whoooooooooooole time. Conveniently, they left the voice credit OFF, simply noting the physical character as some random guy. So, I, being the obsessive I am, had to go digging on the internet. Thank god for IMDB, right? David Hyde Pierce! Frasier inexplicably cute and dorky younger brother!!! I knew that friggin voice was familiar!!!!!!
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Physical Features
*sigh*...Anthony's in a nap war again...
Do you ever find yourself obsessively checking out certain physical features on other people that are on yourself otherwise flawed? I'm not talking about if you hate your haircut you look at other hairstyles...I mean if you have a huge nose that you are not happy with, so therefor you are constantly noticing the shape of other people's noses. You'll stare at how theirs fits on their face perfectly like Jessica Simpson.
I do this, not the nose though. Maybe if you don't and I do it's because I'm 'priviledged' to have an extremely fucked up physical feature that bothers me deeply. My teeth. Before I got the porcelain amalgam put on the front ones, it looked like an acid-tripping ice sculpture had taken a pick to my front teeth hap-hazardly. The dentist filled in the rough spots, and I was able to smile for a while. But then when I was pregnant, I lost one of my canines, and then shortly after giving birth the crown on my front incisor fell off. So I'm missing two teeth near the front and am back to being ashamed.
I've mastered the subtle art of turning my head down and covering my face when I laugh, and speaking with as little of my choppers showing as possible. Not many really notice it. But some people do. I hate the fact that people, even my 'friends', think I don't know I have bad teeth. Like I could not fucking notice every time I look in the mirror. Like I don't pick up on the slight cringe and shock if I do smile openly. The few who think that speaking up might be 'helpful', the enevitable comment of "Have you ever thought of getting your teeth fixed?" that pops up is what is the worst. Like, no I haven't, I like fucking having this shit going on in my mouth, barely able to eat solid foods, too embarrassed to smile in public. I just happen to have the $40,000 it'll require to fix them properly, but I wanted to spend it on shoes. Pardon the irony, but BITE me.
Enamel Genesis Imperfecta. That's what the doctor finally explained to me. It's a condition formed at birth, but not apparent until all the adult teeth are in, and by then, it's usually too late. The teeth come in without enamel on them, not properly anyways. If you could see enamel like you could see paint, mine would look like a really shitty primer job on a white trash camero, uneven, flaky, and missing in many spots. My teeth came in unprotected by several layers of enamel that normal people have, and thus, they didn't have a fighting chance at surviving past my early adulthood. I just got to enjoy a few years with exposed tooth pulp in my mouth, highly sensitive, easily stained, and constantly breaking and chipping. Doc says one by one my teeth will be replaced with implants as the years go on. it's better than dentures, apparently. But five times as expensive, so I'll get like 1 new tooth per year or something, and pray to god the others don't fall out too quickly.
She's giving me this thing called a 'flipper', which will fit into my mouth like a retainer. It'll have little fake teeth in it to replace the ones in front I am missing, so I can kinda look normal again. I cried when she showed it to me. I get it on August 11th, so I'll post a picture when that happens. Can you believe I've avoided having my picture taken since my son was born? if he looks back through his childhood photos, I wonder if he'll be curious about where Mommy was. Is 'hiding my face' a viable answer?
Do you ever find yourself obsessively checking out certain physical features on other people that are on yourself otherwise flawed? I'm not talking about if you hate your haircut you look at other hairstyles...I mean if you have a huge nose that you are not happy with, so therefor you are constantly noticing the shape of other people's noses. You'll stare at how theirs fits on their face perfectly like Jessica Simpson.
I do this, not the nose though. Maybe if you don't and I do it's because I'm 'priviledged' to have an extremely fucked up physical feature that bothers me deeply. My teeth. Before I got the porcelain amalgam put on the front ones, it looked like an acid-tripping ice sculpture had taken a pick to my front teeth hap-hazardly. The dentist filled in the rough spots, and I was able to smile for a while. But then when I was pregnant, I lost one of my canines, and then shortly after giving birth the crown on my front incisor fell off. So I'm missing two teeth near the front and am back to being ashamed.
I've mastered the subtle art of turning my head down and covering my face when I laugh, and speaking with as little of my choppers showing as possible. Not many really notice it. But some people do. I hate the fact that people, even my 'friends', think I don't know I have bad teeth. Like I could not fucking notice every time I look in the mirror. Like I don't pick up on the slight cringe and shock if I do smile openly. The few who think that speaking up might be 'helpful', the enevitable comment of "Have you ever thought of getting your teeth fixed?" that pops up is what is the worst. Like, no I haven't, I like fucking having this shit going on in my mouth, barely able to eat solid foods, too embarrassed to smile in public. I just happen to have the $40,000 it'll require to fix them properly, but I wanted to spend it on shoes. Pardon the irony, but BITE me.
Enamel Genesis Imperfecta. That's what the doctor finally explained to me. It's a condition formed at birth, but not apparent until all the adult teeth are in, and by then, it's usually too late. The teeth come in without enamel on them, not properly anyways. If you could see enamel like you could see paint, mine would look like a really shitty primer job on a white trash camero, uneven, flaky, and missing in many spots. My teeth came in unprotected by several layers of enamel that normal people have, and thus, they didn't have a fighting chance at surviving past my early adulthood. I just got to enjoy a few years with exposed tooth pulp in my mouth, highly sensitive, easily stained, and constantly breaking and chipping. Doc says one by one my teeth will be replaced with implants as the years go on. it's better than dentures, apparently. But five times as expensive, so I'll get like 1 new tooth per year or something, and pray to god the others don't fall out too quickly.
She's giving me this thing called a 'flipper', which will fit into my mouth like a retainer. It'll have little fake teeth in it to replace the ones in front I am missing, so I can kinda look normal again. I cried when she showed it to me. I get it on August 11th, so I'll post a picture when that happens. Can you believe I've avoided having my picture taken since my son was born? if he looks back through his childhood photos, I wonder if he'll be curious about where Mommy was. Is 'hiding my face' a viable answer?
Another really good survey from Diaryland
Well, for the thousands of surveys they have there, I only found two that were cool. This one is long, but very interesting...I warn ya, some of the questions were obviously written while SEVERELY intoxicated...you may just not want to answer them.
1. Have your parents ever used those sticky mouse traps before where the mouse gets caught and suffers until someone comes and twists it's poor little neck? did you feel intensly bad for the mouse? did you try to free it? If none of this applies to you..please describe any other mouse fiasco you have had (or make one up)
Yup, my parents used those. Since they were all over the bottom section of the house that I lived in, I would meticulsously check them so I could liberate the mousies before they died.
2. Describe yourself as you would to a therapist ("so tell me, who ARE you as a person, really?)
Hmmm..that's a toughy. I'm an impassioned democrat, but middle of the road liberal, I constantly look to learn, I've suffered boughts of low self esteem, I'm a fiercely protective mother, I'm a loner with outgoing tendencies...
3. what is your favporite food and what does it say about your personality?
Hmmm...I love too many different foods. I love pasta, especially pesto sauce on Angel hair...and I looooooooove chocolate. I don't think it says much about my personality. Maybe that I'm an Italian with a sweet tooth?
4. What do you think you were in a past life? Do not believe in reincarnatation?If so, tell me about your mother.
I'm actually supposed to have a pastlife regression coming up soon, so I'll get back to you on that one.
5. Now name the thing that if someone dressed up as, you would have an intense and deep desire to have their child
Jack Skellington. Or a cook's uniform. I swear for some reason those checked pants and white coat are hypnotizing for me.
6. would you rather be a werewolf, a vampie, a mummy, or a water fowl? explain the benifits of your choice.
hmmm...a vampire I suppose would be good because I'm a nightowl, and a quasi-goth, but I can't stand the sight of blood, so that could be a hinderance. I don't care too much for large breed dogs, so I don't think I could be a werewolf (unless I could morph into a pug or dachsaund). Couldn't do mummy, I'm claustrophobic, so I'd never stay in my tomb. Water fowl...I'm terrified of water, but I'd love the flying part. Plus, feathers are always in fashion.
7. If you had to mate with an alien from star trek or star wars to create an ultimate crossbreed which would save the universe, which species would you pick?
I never watched star trek enough to know all the breeds of folks. I suppose a Betazoid (or whatever that counselor chick was), and a vulcan, so I could read people's minds and tell them why their thoughts aren't logical.
8. if some kind of food had to be named after Jesus, which would it be?
Dark Belgian Chocolate. I'd praise that anyday!!!
9. Are you insulted at the idea of naming a food after Jesus?
Nah, just cause I was raised catholic doesn't mean I'm a very good catholic.
10. When yuo played Mash as a prepubescent, what stuff did you always have listed on it? What was always your worst option for each category? if never played Mash, make stuff up.
What's MASH?
11. If you were the author of those crazy tabloid magazines that are entirely bulllshit, what kind of crazt stuff would you make up to write about? Which celebrities would you scandalize? Would you make lots of money? If so, would you donate it to cute fuzzy animals?
That Christina Aguilara chick would suffer at the fate of my pen. And Jessica Simpson, although it doesn't take much to make her look silly. I would make lots of money, and donate it to some fuzzy animals, and ignore others that weren't fuzzy enough.
12. what is your favorite kind of cute fuzzy animal?
my cats. I love them, they drive me crazy, and they are both thoroughly fuzzy.
13. What would you rather wake up to find next to your bed, a ghost or an alien?
a ghost, definitely, because the whole alien one I'd be wondering just where the probes went.
14. what would be the worst possible experiment and alien could do to you?
make me listen to boy band music for several hour stretches.
15. If said alien did an anal probing on you, what would they find? (be creative!)
Last night's dinner?
16. Ok is that question way to gross? Do you feel tickly inside thinking about it?
ew.
17. Who do you know who would best fits the title of "gooey she-monkey"? Describe this person.
I will not say her name, except that I know her via a relative. She's an ickypoo nasty person, who lives on welfare and doesn't deserve to have children.
18. Ok, the word "sex" was in the title of this survey, so I will throw in a sex question. When, how and to whom did you are do you want to lose your virginity? How was it? HOw do you wish it was?
I lost it to my best friend's brother when I was 15, on a whim, and it was...un-moving, shall we say. I remember thinking, what's all the fus about?
19. Now for the generic question. What is your favorite cd/band/singer/music in general?
AAAAAAaach, too many to list.
20. Now, what thing would you most like to do while listening to this music that is naughty, bad, evil, or insane?
Fuck or dance, what else is there?
21. If it had anything to do with aliens mentioned in questions past, please leave me a note. Hm..I suppose I should throw in another generic question here. What is your sexuality? I don't want to know anything about beasties or babies, so just leave you animal and small child fetishes out of it.
I'm straight-ish. Thoroughly expored my girl-luvin side, and enjoyed it mucho. But I never really saw myself having a relationship beyond sexual with another woman, so I guess that makes me straight.
22. If you HAD to do it with a person of whichever sex you don't prefer, who would it be? describe them, as I may not know you and thus would have no idea who you were talking about if just given a name. And if you are Bi, hmm... Just don't answer the question.
OKay, I won't answer it then...
23. Which famous person would you have to be stuck entirely alone on the planet with to kill yourself immediately upon finding out they are all the company you would have for the rest of eternity and probably expected you to repopulate the earth?
Kevin Nealon, formerly of Saturday Night Live. I don't think he's funny, and he's pretty damn icky looking.
24. Who would you have liked to repopulate the earth with (if your are gay, imagine this is by the time when humans have evolved to be able to reproduce with people of the same sex)
Other than the obligatory response of "My husband, of course!", I'd have to say Orlando Bloom. That man is tooooooo dang pretty. There's a few other men in the world I know of that would make repopulation a very fun process, but since I have that obligatory response above, I shall not mention them.
25. Describe what sort of girl/guy you are most attracted to. BE totally honest. And when I say that, I mean looks entirly, no personality traits.
Smaller framed, ie lightweights. Must have a tatoo somewhere on their body. Doesn't matter what colour eyes, as long as they are very pretty ones. Long, delicate fingers...purrrr....
26. Now describe whichever of your parents is the saqme sex as the people you are attracted to in general. Both if you are bi.
huh? don't get that one...don't think I want to...
27. Now tell me, was Freud right about the whole thing about people being attracted to people look like their opposite sex parent in appearence? It counts even if it is just the same eye and hair color.
nope, not at all.
28. What do you think of Dr. Freuds Penis envy theory? If you are a guy, I don't want you to answer this. Instead tell me, if you had your penis ripped off in a freak accident or any other way, would you live the rest of your life as a man who lost his best buddy...or would you have the rest of your manly accesories hacked off, get breast implants, and run around wearing fish-nets until you died?
again, huh?
29. If your life were an epic tale, would it be science fiction or fantasy? What sort of non-human would be your forbidden lover? In what extemely dramatic way would you DIE?
I'd want it to be a fantasy, though in reality I'd be a friggin dramatic comedy...give me an elf (Tolkien version, not Keibler) and I'd be a happy girl. Hmmm...dramatic death? I suppose left to a desireably attractive mad scientist to 'do what he will'.
30. Which LOTR orgy would you prefer...hobbits, elves, royal humans, or black riders?
ELVES!!! I swear, was there a single ugly one in the group? nope.
1. Have your parents ever used those sticky mouse traps before where the mouse gets caught and suffers until someone comes and twists it's poor little neck? did you feel intensly bad for the mouse? did you try to free it? If none of this applies to you..please describe any other mouse fiasco you have had (or make one up)
Yup, my parents used those. Since they were all over the bottom section of the house that I lived in, I would meticulsously check them so I could liberate the mousies before they died.
2. Describe yourself as you would to a therapist ("so tell me, who ARE you as a person, really?)
Hmmm..that's a toughy. I'm an impassioned democrat, but middle of the road liberal, I constantly look to learn, I've suffered boughts of low self esteem, I'm a fiercely protective mother, I'm a loner with outgoing tendencies...
3. what is your favporite food and what does it say about your personality?
Hmmm...I love too many different foods. I love pasta, especially pesto sauce on Angel hair...and I looooooooove chocolate. I don't think it says much about my personality. Maybe that I'm an Italian with a sweet tooth?
4. What do you think you were in a past life? Do not believe in reincarnatation?If so, tell me about your mother.
I'm actually supposed to have a pastlife regression coming up soon, so I'll get back to you on that one.
5. Now name the thing that if someone dressed up as, you would have an intense and deep desire to have their child
Jack Skellington. Or a cook's uniform. I swear for some reason those checked pants and white coat are hypnotizing for me.
6. would you rather be a werewolf, a vampie, a mummy, or a water fowl? explain the benifits of your choice.
hmmm...a vampire I suppose would be good because I'm a nightowl, and a quasi-goth, but I can't stand the sight of blood, so that could be a hinderance. I don't care too much for large breed dogs, so I don't think I could be a werewolf (unless I could morph into a pug or dachsaund). Couldn't do mummy, I'm claustrophobic, so I'd never stay in my tomb. Water fowl...I'm terrified of water, but I'd love the flying part. Plus, feathers are always in fashion.
7. If you had to mate with an alien from star trek or star wars to create an ultimate crossbreed which would save the universe, which species would you pick?
I never watched star trek enough to know all the breeds of folks. I suppose a Betazoid (or whatever that counselor chick was), and a vulcan, so I could read people's minds and tell them why their thoughts aren't logical.
8. if some kind of food had to be named after Jesus, which would it be?
Dark Belgian Chocolate. I'd praise that anyday!!!
9. Are you insulted at the idea of naming a food after Jesus?
Nah, just cause I was raised catholic doesn't mean I'm a very good catholic.
10. When yuo played Mash as a prepubescent, what stuff did you always have listed on it? What was always your worst option for each category? if never played Mash, make stuff up.
What's MASH?
11. If you were the author of those crazy tabloid magazines that are entirely bulllshit, what kind of crazt stuff would you make up to write about? Which celebrities would you scandalize? Would you make lots of money? If so, would you donate it to cute fuzzy animals?
That Christina Aguilara chick would suffer at the fate of my pen. And Jessica Simpson, although it doesn't take much to make her look silly. I would make lots of money, and donate it to some fuzzy animals, and ignore others that weren't fuzzy enough.
12. what is your favorite kind of cute fuzzy animal?
my cats. I love them, they drive me crazy, and they are both thoroughly fuzzy.
13. What would you rather wake up to find next to your bed, a ghost or an alien?
a ghost, definitely, because the whole alien one I'd be wondering just where the probes went.
14. what would be the worst possible experiment and alien could do to you?
make me listen to boy band music for several hour stretches.
15. If said alien did an anal probing on you, what would they find? (be creative!)
Last night's dinner?
16. Ok is that question way to gross? Do you feel tickly inside thinking about it?
ew.
17. Who do you know who would best fits the title of "gooey she-monkey"? Describe this person.
I will not say her name, except that I know her via a relative. She's an ickypoo nasty person, who lives on welfare and doesn't deserve to have children.
18. Ok, the word "sex" was in the title of this survey, so I will throw in a sex question. When, how and to whom did you are do you want to lose your virginity? How was it? HOw do you wish it was?
I lost it to my best friend's brother when I was 15, on a whim, and it was...un-moving, shall we say. I remember thinking, what's all the fus about?
19. Now for the generic question. What is your favorite cd/band/singer/music in general?
AAAAAAaach, too many to list.
20. Now, what thing would you most like to do while listening to this music that is naughty, bad, evil, or insane?
Fuck or dance, what else is there?
21. If it had anything to do with aliens mentioned in questions past, please leave me a note. Hm..I suppose I should throw in another generic question here. What is your sexuality? I don't want to know anything about beasties or babies, so just leave you animal and small child fetishes out of it.
I'm straight-ish. Thoroughly expored my girl-luvin side, and enjoyed it mucho. But I never really saw myself having a relationship beyond sexual with another woman, so I guess that makes me straight.
22. If you HAD to do it with a person of whichever sex you don't prefer, who would it be? describe them, as I may not know you and thus would have no idea who you were talking about if just given a name. And if you are Bi, hmm... Just don't answer the question.
OKay, I won't answer it then...
23. Which famous person would you have to be stuck entirely alone on the planet with to kill yourself immediately upon finding out they are all the company you would have for the rest of eternity and probably expected you to repopulate the earth?
Kevin Nealon, formerly of Saturday Night Live. I don't think he's funny, and he's pretty damn icky looking.
24. Who would you have liked to repopulate the earth with (if your are gay, imagine this is by the time when humans have evolved to be able to reproduce with people of the same sex)
Other than the obligatory response of "My husband, of course!", I'd have to say Orlando Bloom. That man is tooooooo dang pretty. There's a few other men in the world I know of that would make repopulation a very fun process, but since I have that obligatory response above, I shall not mention them.
25. Describe what sort of girl/guy you are most attracted to. BE totally honest. And when I say that, I mean looks entirly, no personality traits.
Smaller framed, ie lightweights. Must have a tatoo somewhere on their body. Doesn't matter what colour eyes, as long as they are very pretty ones. Long, delicate fingers...purrrr....
26. Now describe whichever of your parents is the saqme sex as the people you are attracted to in general. Both if you are bi.
huh? don't get that one...don't think I want to...
27. Now tell me, was Freud right about the whole thing about people being attracted to people look like their opposite sex parent in appearence? It counts even if it is just the same eye and hair color.
nope, not at all.
28. What do you think of Dr. Freuds Penis envy theory? If you are a guy, I don't want you to answer this. Instead tell me, if you had your penis ripped off in a freak accident or any other way, would you live the rest of your life as a man who lost his best buddy...or would you have the rest of your manly accesories hacked off, get breast implants, and run around wearing fish-nets until you died?
again, huh?
29. If your life were an epic tale, would it be science fiction or fantasy? What sort of non-human would be your forbidden lover? In what extemely dramatic way would you DIE?
I'd want it to be a fantasy, though in reality I'd be a friggin dramatic comedy...give me an elf (Tolkien version, not Keibler) and I'd be a happy girl. Hmmm...dramatic death? I suppose left to a desireably attractive mad scientist to 'do what he will'.
30. Which LOTR orgy would you prefer...hobbits, elves, royal humans, or black riders?
ELVES!!! I swear, was there a single ugly one in the group? nope.
Very Interesting Survey from Diaryland
well, most of their user made surveys were stupid, but here's one I liked. Feel free to copy the questions and answer them for yourself.
1. If you could spend one uninterupted hour today with any person alive, who would it be? Why? What would you do or discuss? Why?
Tim Burton, and we'd discuss art. I just think he's be a very interesting person to discuss impressionism with.
2. Which work or home responsibilities do you find most fulfilling? Which do you find most frustrating?
Being a mother is the most fulfilling job in the world. Considering 'play time' is an actual requirement of our daily grind, how cool is that?! Frustrating would be diaper time. If you've ever tried to change a 1 year old that loves crawling, you know exactly how frustrating it is. Why don't they make mini straight jackets for this?!
3. If you could do anything in the world, and be certain of success, what would you do?
Open up a restaurant with my husband and my father. It's been a family dream for the three of us. There's a friend of mine who I'd also have to drag out of hiding to come work with us. I sometimes consider him to be my sanity, and I would have to have him there...by gunpoint if necessary...He knows who he is.
4. If you and your significant other were stranded on an island for one month, what topic would you most like to discuss?
what would I WANT to discuss, or what would we INEVITABLY discuss? trust, these are two very different things. I'd want to discuss our son, future family plans, what kind of house we want to buy. What we'd end up discussing is why we're so damn broke and why money sucks.
5. Is there a topic you would avoid?
Our marriage problems.
6. Besides the necessities of food, clothing, and shelter, what would you most want to have with you?
other than the obvious 'a raft' answer, probably a PS2 with a bunch of 2 player games.
7. If you became more rich than you could imagine today, what would you want to do with the money?
pay off debt, right off. get a respectable home (not Bill Gates ridiculously big, but something we could have a larger family in). Open a restaurant and possibly my own boutique. Pay for private school for our son.
8. If your house caught on fire (and everyone was safely out,) what three things would you most want to save? Why?
do my cats count as 'everyone'? okay, then beyond them, I'd just say my photo albums/home videos (which are conveniently in one box for that very reason), my 6' yall Jack Skellington, the Oogie Boogie doll my husband hid my ring in when he proposed.
9. What things about yourself do you treasure? Is there something that you think you should apreciate more in yourself?
see, if you answer it, your conceited, if you don't, it's false modesty. Aha, there's my treasured trait...the ability to dodge questions!
10. What would you still like to learn to do? Why?
There's so many things I want to learn! How to knit, how to cook chinese food, caligraphy, how to program in SQL, how to make my own puppets...
11. If you could suddenly possess an extrodinary talent in one of the arts, which would you like it to be?
I already do, silly! J/k...I'd like to know how to create puppets actually, and entertain children/adults alike.
12. If you had to define love in a few simple words or actions, how would you do it?
when life just makes sense that way.
13. If you could physically transport yourself to any place in the world at this moment, where would you go?
Reno, NV. I'm really friggin hungry and I'm remembering this killer endless Buffet down there at the Atlantis.
14. If you had to select the sexiest word in the English language, what would you pick?
caress.
15. If you had to name the one thing that frightens you most about growning old, what would it be?
knowing I will lose my father sooner rather than later.
16. If you could hear the deathbed confessions of one person from history, who would you pick?
Van Gogh. Why exactly did he cut off that damn ear?!
17. If you had to pick the most sensual part of your own body, what would you pick?
my back. It's delicately tatooed for a reason.
18. If you had the power to hypnotize anyone for a day, who would you pick and what would you have them do?
this answer could be far too x-rated...it would involve Orlando Bloom and would be MUCH longer than a measly 24 hours... Seriously, I'd hypnotize my hubby to bring me home cigarettes and dinner, then hand me the plastic to go shopping with more than a pathetic $20 limit that I can spend on MYSELF.
19. If you had to chose the one thing that gives you the most comfort, what would it be?
My son. No matter how bad I feel about myself or the world around me, nothing matters when I'm around him.
20. If you had to give up your favorite food forever, what's the minimum amount of money you would demand in return?
I don't necessarily have an all time favourite, so this is not really applicable.
21. If you learned there actually was a Heaven and Hell, what's the first thing you'd change about your life?
nothing, I think I am living a fairly decent life.
22. If your soul was a color, which color would it be?
The colour of purple you see last during a sunset.
23. What's your favorite number? Is there a reason for it?
The number three, it's little and odd, much like myself.
24. If you had to name the one most important ingredient of human beauty, what would you say it is?
humanity.
25. If you could have any room in the world become your bedroom from now on, which room would you choose?
hmmm...whichever celebrity on 'Cribs" has an Xbox and PS2 in his bedroom, minibar, huge bed with lotsa pillows, and a jacuzzi.
26. If you were a natural phenomena, which would you be? If you were a mythological being, which would you be? If you were a metal, which would you be? If you were a sensation, which would you be?
I'm leaving that one alooooooooone.
27. What is the best example of perfection that you can think of?
A 'Black Magic' rose
28. What's the strongest craving you get?
normally, it's when I crave a hamburger for no reason. When I was pregnant, that whole craving system was just SCARY!
29. You discover your wonderful one-year-old child is, because of a mixup at the hospital, not yours. Would you want to exchange the child to try to correct the mistake?
no, I love my son because I've raised him as mine. Although I'd want him to be able to eventually meet his biological parents.
30. If Jesus showed up on your doorstep and offered to answer any one question, what would you ask?
Where the hell have YOU been?! no seriously, I'd probably ask if we as a society will ever get better?
1. If you could spend one uninterupted hour today with any person alive, who would it be? Why? What would you do or discuss? Why?
Tim Burton, and we'd discuss art. I just think he's be a very interesting person to discuss impressionism with.
2. Which work or home responsibilities do you find most fulfilling? Which do you find most frustrating?
Being a mother is the most fulfilling job in the world. Considering 'play time' is an actual requirement of our daily grind, how cool is that?! Frustrating would be diaper time. If you've ever tried to change a 1 year old that loves crawling, you know exactly how frustrating it is. Why don't they make mini straight jackets for this?!
3. If you could do anything in the world, and be certain of success, what would you do?
Open up a restaurant with my husband and my father. It's been a family dream for the three of us. There's a friend of mine who I'd also have to drag out of hiding to come work with us. I sometimes consider him to be my sanity, and I would have to have him there...by gunpoint if necessary...He knows who he is.
4. If you and your significant other were stranded on an island for one month, what topic would you most like to discuss?
what would I WANT to discuss, or what would we INEVITABLY discuss? trust, these are two very different things. I'd want to discuss our son, future family plans, what kind of house we want to buy. What we'd end up discussing is why we're so damn broke and why money sucks.
5. Is there a topic you would avoid?
Our marriage problems.
6. Besides the necessities of food, clothing, and shelter, what would you most want to have with you?
other than the obvious 'a raft' answer, probably a PS2 with a bunch of 2 player games.
7. If you became more rich than you could imagine today, what would you want to do with the money?
pay off debt, right off. get a respectable home (not Bill Gates ridiculously big, but something we could have a larger family in). Open a restaurant and possibly my own boutique. Pay for private school for our son.
8. If your house caught on fire (and everyone was safely out,) what three things would you most want to save? Why?
do my cats count as 'everyone'? okay, then beyond them, I'd just say my photo albums/home videos (which are conveniently in one box for that very reason), my 6' yall Jack Skellington, the Oogie Boogie doll my husband hid my ring in when he proposed.
9. What things about yourself do you treasure? Is there something that you think you should apreciate more in yourself?
see, if you answer it, your conceited, if you don't, it's false modesty. Aha, there's my treasured trait...the ability to dodge questions!
10. What would you still like to learn to do? Why?
There's so many things I want to learn! How to knit, how to cook chinese food, caligraphy, how to program in SQL, how to make my own puppets...
11. If you could suddenly possess an extrodinary talent in one of the arts, which would you like it to be?
I already do, silly! J/k...I'd like to know how to create puppets actually, and entertain children/adults alike.
12. If you had to define love in a few simple words or actions, how would you do it?
when life just makes sense that way.
13. If you could physically transport yourself to any place in the world at this moment, where would you go?
Reno, NV. I'm really friggin hungry and I'm remembering this killer endless Buffet down there at the Atlantis.
14. If you had to select the sexiest word in the English language, what would you pick?
caress.
15. If you had to name the one thing that frightens you most about growning old, what would it be?
knowing I will lose my father sooner rather than later.
16. If you could hear the deathbed confessions of one person from history, who would you pick?
Van Gogh. Why exactly did he cut off that damn ear?!
17. If you had to pick the most sensual part of your own body, what would you pick?
my back. It's delicately tatooed for a reason.
18. If you had the power to hypnotize anyone for a day, who would you pick and what would you have them do?
this answer could be far too x-rated...it would involve Orlando Bloom and would be MUCH longer than a measly 24 hours... Seriously, I'd hypnotize my hubby to bring me home cigarettes and dinner, then hand me the plastic to go shopping with more than a pathetic $20 limit that I can spend on MYSELF.
19. If you had to chose the one thing that gives you the most comfort, what would it be?
My son. No matter how bad I feel about myself or the world around me, nothing matters when I'm around him.
20. If you had to give up your favorite food forever, what's the minimum amount of money you would demand in return?
I don't necessarily have an all time favourite, so this is not really applicable.
21. If you learned there actually was a Heaven and Hell, what's the first thing you'd change about your life?
nothing, I think I am living a fairly decent life.
22. If your soul was a color, which color would it be?
The colour of purple you see last during a sunset.
23. What's your favorite number? Is there a reason for it?
The number three, it's little and odd, much like myself.
24. If you had to name the one most important ingredient of human beauty, what would you say it is?
humanity.
25. If you could have any room in the world become your bedroom from now on, which room would you choose?
hmmm...whichever celebrity on 'Cribs" has an Xbox and PS2 in his bedroom, minibar, huge bed with lotsa pillows, and a jacuzzi.
26. If you were a natural phenomena, which would you be? If you were a mythological being, which would you be? If you were a metal, which would you be? If you were a sensation, which would you be?
I'm leaving that one alooooooooone.
27. What is the best example of perfection that you can think of?
A 'Black Magic' rose
28. What's the strongest craving you get?
normally, it's when I crave a hamburger for no reason. When I was pregnant, that whole craving system was just SCARY!
29. You discover your wonderful one-year-old child is, because of a mixup at the hospital, not yours. Would you want to exchange the child to try to correct the mistake?
no, I love my son because I've raised him as mine. Although I'd want him to be able to eventually meet his biological parents.
30. If Jesus showed up on your doorstep and offered to answer any one question, what would you ask?
Where the hell have YOU been?! no seriously, I'd probably ask if we as a society will ever get better?
highs and lows of life
2004-07-09 - 2:42 p.m.
hmmm..son is sleeping, I am bored...
I remember back on the old site I used to post on (wahm is evil, please remember that), a friend of mine started a 10 things that annoy me, and 10 things that make me happy thread. Since I'm sure it's been deleted, I should create my new lists.
10 Things That Annoy Me
1. websites that claim to be nonbiased, yet skewer and allow others to dissimate anyone who isn't in their way of thinking...
2. liberals who automatically assume all conservatives are 'uninformed' and then proceed to crame usless information down their throats (and hey, I am a liberal).
3. People who assume that a person who is young and 'alternative' must be completely clueless about being a parent.
4. CD wrappers.
5. No store in Washington sells Gerber Simple recipe foods.
6. My neighbors. They are the spawn of something far worse than Satan.
7. People who use the U-Scan line at the grocery store but are too stupid to figure out this simple device. GET IN THE OTHER DAMN LINE!!!
8. People who think I've never heard the song My Sharona, so they must sing it to me...off key...all the damn time.
9. Weather Reports on TV that are completely and ridiculously wrong.
10. Bad Thai Food.
And 10 Things that Make Me Happy
1. Watching my son talk to himself in his mirror.
2. Getting a hug and giggle for no reason.
3. A great cup of coffee.
4. Sales on baby food.
5. People who accurately guess my son's sex and age on the first try.
6. My husband bringing home dinner without me asking him to.
7. Gooooooooooooood nookie.
8. Nightmare Before Christmas toys.
9. Jim Hensen
10. The image of blowing up a local Hot Topic.
hmmm..son is sleeping, I am bored...
I remember back on the old site I used to post on (wahm is evil, please remember that), a friend of mine started a 10 things that annoy me, and 10 things that make me happy thread. Since I'm sure it's been deleted, I should create my new lists.
10 Things That Annoy Me
1. websites that claim to be nonbiased, yet skewer and allow others to dissimate anyone who isn't in their way of thinking...
2. liberals who automatically assume all conservatives are 'uninformed' and then proceed to crame usless information down their throats (and hey, I am a liberal).
3. People who assume that a person who is young and 'alternative' must be completely clueless about being a parent.
4. CD wrappers.
5. No store in Washington sells Gerber Simple recipe foods.
6. My neighbors. They are the spawn of something far worse than Satan.
7. People who use the U-Scan line at the grocery store but are too stupid to figure out this simple device. GET IN THE OTHER DAMN LINE!!!
8. People who think I've never heard the song My Sharona, so they must sing it to me...off key...all the damn time.
9. Weather Reports on TV that are completely and ridiculously wrong.
10. Bad Thai Food.
And 10 Things that Make Me Happy
1. Watching my son talk to himself in his mirror.
2. Getting a hug and giggle for no reason.
3. A great cup of coffee.
4. Sales on baby food.
5. People who accurately guess my son's sex and age on the first try.
6. My husband bringing home dinner without me asking him to.
7. Gooooooooooooood nookie.
8. Nightmare Before Christmas toys.
9. Jim Hensen
10. The image of blowing up a local Hot Topic.
original blog intro
originally written 2004-07-08 - 12:20 p.m.
Ahaaaa...finally joined a blogging community. Well, at least this will be a healthy way to kill off my free time instead of being a serial poster on message boards. BEWARE...I'm a babbling queen, and notably outspoken...I have a feeling that this diary may be rant filled.
Hmmm...who am I? I'm a girl, that should hopefully be obvious. Well, actually woman, going on 25 I don't think allows me to stick with a child's moniker anymore...sigh...
I'm married, to my hubby Rick, for 2+ years now. We've been together for almost 4. He's older than me, 30, but looks younger. He works at a hospital in the food services department, as a purchasing supervisor. He's always been a chef/cook, and is loving being on the paper pushing end for a change. We met on the internet, while he lived in Kentucky and I lived here. We couldn't stand being so far apart, and he decided to pack up and haul out here. A one way ticket on greyhound was all we needed, we were set for life.
I'm not a native Washingtonian, I was born in Southern Cali, raised in Northern. I'm born of immigrant parents, and I'm proud of my Italian via Canadian heritage. Went to college in Sacramento, then in SF (Art major, graphic design). I worked in the field for a while, biut got sick of it. Oh yeah, and when the economy up here went SPLAT, there was no work in it anyways, so I became a stripper/web porn performer for a spell. Hey, rent was expensive! That's actually how hubby found me. It's a fucked up little love story, and I don't recommend to anyone to look for true love in this fashion. We were just VERY lucky.
Anyhoo, we married in 2002, while I had taken time off from nakedness to sell commercial printing. That didn't last more than 2 years though, so shortly after our nuptials, it was back to the pole dancing I went. It must've amped up my fertility or something, because six months later I was prego-rama.
Ironically, we were able to patch up the trouble spots in our marriage after we discovered our impending family addition. So, I guess we did everything the opposite of normality...met on the internet and worked out, having a baby helped repair our rocky marriage...
Oh yeah, what now for the artistically inclined nude lover? Well, I'm a stay at home mom actually. I work part time from home for a fundraising group, but my primary job function is mommy.
So, that's my life, in a nutshell...
Ahaaaa...finally joined a blogging community. Well, at least this will be a healthy way to kill off my free time instead of being a serial poster on message boards. BEWARE...I'm a babbling queen, and notably outspoken...I have a feeling that this diary may be rant filled.
Hmmm...who am I? I'm a girl, that should hopefully be obvious. Well, actually woman, going on 25 I don't think allows me to stick with a child's moniker anymore...sigh...
I'm married, to my hubby Rick, for 2+ years now. We've been together for almost 4. He's older than me, 30, but looks younger. He works at a hospital in the food services department, as a purchasing supervisor. He's always been a chef/cook, and is loving being on the paper pushing end for a change. We met on the internet, while he lived in Kentucky and I lived here. We couldn't stand being so far apart, and he decided to pack up and haul out here. A one way ticket on greyhound was all we needed, we were set for life.
I'm not a native Washingtonian, I was born in Southern Cali, raised in Northern. I'm born of immigrant parents, and I'm proud of my Italian via Canadian heritage. Went to college in Sacramento, then in SF (Art major, graphic design). I worked in the field for a while, biut got sick of it. Oh yeah, and when the economy up here went SPLAT, there was no work in it anyways, so I became a stripper/web porn performer for a spell. Hey, rent was expensive! That's actually how hubby found me. It's a fucked up little love story, and I don't recommend to anyone to look for true love in this fashion. We were just VERY lucky.
Anyhoo, we married in 2002, while I had taken time off from nakedness to sell commercial printing. That didn't last more than 2 years though, so shortly after our nuptials, it was back to the pole dancing I went. It must've amped up my fertility or something, because six months later I was prego-rama.
Ironically, we were able to patch up the trouble spots in our marriage after we discovered our impending family addition. So, I guess we did everything the opposite of normality...met on the internet and worked out, having a baby helped repair our rocky marriage...
Oh yeah, what now for the artistically inclined nude lover? Well, I'm a stay at home mom actually. I work part time from home for a fundraising group, but my primary job function is mommy.
So, that's my life, in a nutshell...
Blog movin'
Well, now several people I know are using this blog service, so I guess it's time to switch. I didn't like the one I was using, too clunky and teen-esque. I'll transfer my previous few entries over, pretend like I actually write stuff that's worthwhile.
I don't really get to write much. Half the time of my days is spent peeling Anthony off the couch. Then when he naps I get to make my work calls and get treated like a friggin telemarketer. Yip. Well, I'll go get my other posts now.
I don't really get to write much. Half the time of my days is spent peeling Anthony off the couch. Then when he naps I get to make my work calls and get treated like a friggin telemarketer. Yip. Well, I'll go get my other posts now.
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