Monday, March 31, 2008


and, then I can't sign into Blogger.

I got lost today. BIGTIME lost. I drove around for THREE FUCKING HOURS looking for the place I was supposed to start working, CALLED THEM, and STILL could not find the place.

All dressed up and nowhere to go.

THEN, I wind up in SOUTH PHOENIX of all places. SOUTH.

South is bad. South is the HOOD. South is REALLY REALLY the HOOD. Like, in the MOVIES "hood." I thought I could handle it, I know the streets 'n' shit...


I got my ass OUT da HOOD in a HURRY.

Needless to say, I do NOT have the job.

Better luck next time.

Dang, and shit, YO! Know what I's sayin,' homes? LOL

Treble Female Gangster

Sunday, March 30, 2008

A New Day

Sorry, peeps, I've really been remiss in writing. Not like it's a big deal.

I've been job hunting.

And I got a job. It's only a 2-week contract gig, but it's good money, and we'll see how it goes. I had to go out and get some new clothes, because I gave away the box of "skinny clothes" I thought I had in my closet. I'm down to almost 120 pounds now (from about 190). Shopping sucks, especially bargain shopping. I have NO idea how to dress myself, being the tomboy that I am (and fattie that I used to try to hide), but I think I did pretty well. I even got a pair of fancy HEELS. OOOH!

Back up on that workhorse. Wish me luck!!!

Have a good week, kids!


Monday, March 24, 2008

Endeavor THIS!!!

Holy shit, peeps.

I thought I had it rough, then a friend of mine told me about what's going on HERE:

I want to be up there. I really do...if you check out the live feed, it's A-FUCKING-MAZING.


Fuck the office thing. I like my plants, and my space, ha ha.

I need money and a nice, long, hot bath, but I loves me some gardening. I don't know. Maybe I'll just take up dogwalking or something for a living.

Happy Tuesday!

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Back on the Horse...

Monday I have an interview with a temp agency so I can get my land legs back, so to speak.
In the meantime, the weather has been shitty, but I got some KICK-ASS pictures...
If I pray real hard, maybe St. Patrick will drive the snakes out of my life for GOOD!
Happy St. Patty's Day! Hope you all have a safe one, and stay away from that green beer!
Treble Shamrock St. Patty's Day Kick

Monday, March 10, 2008

On Top of DAT, Y'all...

I got the flu.

I ain't talkin' no "sneezy-weezy-cheezy-I-have-a cold-so-I can't-do anything" shit, either.

It was BOTH ends, 24/7, for 2 days. Still feel like shit. 'nuff said.


Tuesday, March 4, 2008

And then.....

I actually put on a pair of jeans to go to the doc on Monday. I couldn't keep 'em buttoned for lengths at a time, and they hang off me like a grandma's underwears, but the doc smiled. A LOT. Told me everything was healing nicely, poked, poked, poked. OW. Naturally, I expected the pain.

Then mom dragged me into borders to find books for her upcoming trip. (Oh yes, there will BE no pierogi day this year, don't get me started about the Easter thing.)

We went to get haircuts. Then she wanted to get me a "going back to work outfit" because well, let's face it, I DO look like I'm playing dress-up in mommy's clothes. Losing 60+ does that. She just said, "hey, let's go next door and get you something that FITS you..." LOL

I'm telling you, a fistula and a mashed potato-broth diet? Best EVER! (right)

Anyway, I am down FOUR sizes, can shop in the "misses" section again, and was all excited to get back to work and then...

this morning I get a phone call...

"We're gonna have to let you go."

Yep, peeps, I am now unemployed. Talk about kicking a girl while she's down. Not to mention on medical leave. . . "it was a company decision..." "it was a financial decision..." ..."job performance..."


What the hell am I gonna do with all these cookies I baked and planned to take in Monday???

Happy fucking Hump Day...
Treble Very Confused

Sunday, March 2, 2008

I Just Gotta Know...

I have ALWAYS loved this guy's voice. He's actually one of the reasons I started singing, among other countless musical influences growing up and even more along the way.

NOW, I wanna learn at least SOME part of this song on my guitar and/or bass. I can't shake my newly skinny ass and bat my eyelashes forever, right? ;)

Wish me luck at the doc's. I'm sure he'll give me the okay to fill the tub and find a way to "get busy," wink-wink. Hey, like Tommy says here, "Dream BIG." LOL After that, it's back to reality. *sigh*