Everything's Gonna Be Alright...

...been taking some deep breaths these days. DEEEEEEEEP breaths, and exhaling.

Life is too fucking short to sweat the small shit. Seriously, I watched "Under the Tuscan Sun" for like the ZILLIONTH time tonight. (yeah, there was nothin' else on and I was doing laundry)

Did I mention I OWN it now? Yeah...I'm a total chick. You got a problem wit' dat?

Hell, you'd think I smoked a BONG or something, I feel so great.

Must be the full MOON and EVERAYTHANG!

"Green Eyed Lady" came on the radio and I seriously wanted my bass right then and there. I got home, started to figure it out, so there. Stop shoving it down my throat, flyboy!!!

Got some REALLY cool shots of the sky today. What I REALLY want is to get up into the mountains and share some of THAT scenery with you guys. NOTHING beats it. Until then,

Check THIS shit out from today:

I swear on my OWN EYES I took these pictures with my fucking CELL PHONE CAMERA!!!! I need some photography equipment! PRONTO! I saw SO much more stuff on my way home...HOLY MACK'REL, ANDY!............

Happy Groundhog Day! (And Happy Belated Birthday, Hitman J! - HEY. Day late and a dollar short, hope I'm not swimmin' wit' da fishes just becuz. At least I CAWLED!)

The Black Hole!

I got NOTHING! I had a whole post ready about how I learned how to use a pallet jack and pulled a 400 lb. pallet into the building on my own and almost took out a wall in the process (the whole scene was quite comical and I'm paying for it today physically). I even had a comment. My computer decided to freeze up, so everything has been thrown into the great "ones and zeroes" abyss...

I had FOOD pictures I wanted to add this morning, dammit! I had a rant, I had some REALLY cool weather update pictures...believe me, it was all I could do NOT to get out my shotgun and shoot this stupid thing.

UGH!

Big Pissy, I can really relate to where you were coming from the other day. DAMN IT I hate it when that shit happens.

I did manage to save a few weather pics from yesterday. It POURED, off and on, ALL DAY, and was cold again. VERY rare here., but STILL loving it!

Sorry about the food pics...it was just tacos, but the shells were broken so it looked like glorified nachos. I plan on having it again tonight, so hopefully the pics will work out.

Fucking computers.

Happy HNT!

Cold, Cloudy, & Tiny Little Crock Pot

I got brotherman a "one-person" type crock pot for Christmas, because he broke his not too long ago. He doesn't think you can make anything but soup in this little thing. I disagree, as I just made that "chicken stew/chowder" stuff in it and got at LEAST 4 bowls worth as far as quantity. So, I kept it, with the promise that I would get him a bigger one soon. PERFECT! I'm planning to make 1/2 batch of chili in it next, while the weather is still below 50. It really IS perfect for single living. I WAS tempted to just give brotherman my full-sized one, but I need it for when I make stuff to take to work.

Anyway, today was cold, rainy, and cloudy (which I LOVE), although it didn't add to my attitude. It incenses me that some people can get paid to fuck off and play on the internet and text message with their friends all day while the rest of us are busting ass, picking up the slack, and struggling to keep our heads above water. I HATE working weekends because I have to pick up the slack. It's one thing when you WANT to...another when you NEED to. 'Nuff said.

Got some cute/cool pics to share. Always the shutterbug, and love every minute of it:

I'm gonna go finish watching The Green Mile. LOVED the book series, and LOVES me some Tom Hanks.

Happy Hump Day!

Tuesday Blues...

Monday sucked big time, but even though it was crazy hectic, it was still peaceful. I'm so behind on my work from covering the front desk AND the warehouse for two days it's not even funny, and I'm sure the receptionist is still going to be in "vacation mode," so I'll have to pick up the slack there, too. (Not unlike any other day, really.) I've already resigned myself to the fact that I'll probably have to go in one day this weekend to play catch-up. I really want to take a couple vacation days but can't until I get shit done. At least I've been making a nice dent in the mountain of filing that's accumulated. Piles of paper drive me crazy and make me more claustophobic than I already am.

Did anyone catch Heroes? I know, stupid question. It was AWESOME, again. They really need to make it longer, though. The suspense is killing me.

Happy Tuesday...is it Friday yet?

ZEN, ZEN, ZEN

I must say, this was one of the most perfect weekends I've had in a LONG time. Not only did I get a Friday at work without drama and disruption, I got to spend a nice night in, and cooked for the b/f! Yeah, halfway through my meal I realized I didn't take pics for you guys...shrimp over linguini with alfredo sauce (oh, yeah, I MADE this):

Saturday was spent with b/f & his mom, and I must say it turned out better than I expected. I got a little sick beforehand because I was so apprehensive (EWW) but I sucked it up (not the puke, you sickos) and got thru it. We even had a nice lunch together. All's well that ends well on that end of the map.

I traded in some books and such, and ended up getting a new game. STUNTMAN is the ULTIMATE! I can't wait till I get used to it so I don't crash so much. I also got some movies I've been wanting to own: Under the Tuscan Sun, Trading Places, and Grumpy & Grumpier Old Men. GOD I am such a chick. Excuse me while I go run my stuntcar off of a cliff or something...

Sunday I made something like a chicken chowder-like thing, just threw some stuff together in the mini crock-pot (the dumplings I made were do DIE for):

I also talked to Hitman J!!! (Those of you who've been around remember him, right?) He's doing well, but said he doesn't really miss blogging. He sounded great, and is happy building his life, bustin' caps and breaking knees up there. Hope it's all good, but I told him y'all said "hi" and ya miss him. Personally, I miss "WV:TG." I'm tempted to just do it for the helluvit when I come across that shit.

Meanwhile: Weekend AZ sky pictures...

Doesn't that last one look like it has a "signature" in the lower right-hand corner? I'm seeing "Naamba" or "Niaambaa" or somthing like that. Weird. Just plain weird. I SWEAR I took that with my camera phone. It wasn't raining. It wasn't even as COLD as it's been. It actually hit 70, but it's supposed to dip down by Wednesday and rain. One can only pray for that in the desert.

Happy Monday, chillens! It's gonna be a crazy-gotta-go-in-early-cos-I'm-covering hum-dinger, but I'll have NO drama, no i-poddedness, no disruptive mountains-out-of molehills bullshit, so I'm looking forward to it, for a change. It's amazing how ONE person's absence makes an atmosphere SO much better. I heard it from SEVERAL people on Friday. Hmmmm...

I'm SO Outta Here, Yo...

I was sitting on my couch, relaxing, after a kind of stressful Saturday with the b/f and his mom and some other claustrophobic shit (b/f has his funny ways of distracting me in elevators and in crowds).

Anyway, here I'm just watching chick flicks. Got the rest of the weekend to myself. LOVING it. All of a sudden, POP-POP-POP!!!!! TWICE! DOWN! DOWN! DOWN! I pulled my dog off the couch and we hit the floor like crumbs from the bottom of a bucket of KFC.

What the fuck, is this a DRIVE-BY??? In MY neighborhood? This is supposed to be the HIGH end of town, YO!

Neighbors came out their doors, my dog went OFF, running around like a five-year-old on a chocolate milk binge, and I smelled smoke.

Then...nothing. Either there was a murder-suicide nearby, or someone really needs a tune-up. OR, I've just developed a fear of firecrackers. GREAT. ANOTHER phobia to confront. FUCK.

I didn't hear any sirens, so I went back to my kleenex-fest. Thank GOD I don't have the dreaded chickflickaphobia...nor do I have the fear of the "F" word.

FUCK I hate shit like that. And I can't wait to get the hell out of this place.

Covering

FIRST: If I see that "So long, farewell, blah blah blah" car commercial one more time, I'm going to set myself on fire. "The Sound of Music" USED to be one of my favorite movies growing up. They always showed it around Christmas time. Christmas is OVER, you DICKHOLES! Seeing these idiot car salesmen wannabe's dancing like that makes me want to kick a box. Or learn to kickbox one of them. One of the two.

Onward.

I'm covering the front desk Friday and Monday, kiddos, so time is of the essence. I'll do my best to get up earlier, since I have to be in the office early, but UGH! There's always some time over the weekend to catch up, although Saturday is pretty full and I'm seriously thinking of going in on Sunday to catch up on MY work. And here I said I wanted it all to myself.

NOOOOOOO!!!!!! I'm becoming my mother!!!! (she and I joke about that all the time. Believe me, it's a GOOD thing.)

Apartment hunting can wait...AGAIN.

Not that I'm complaining! I'll be shining like a brand new penny and loving every minute of the peace I'll be getting from not having the energy SUCKED OUTTA me like the blood from someone trapped in a leach-infested river. No listening to incessant beatles, billy joel, and god knows WHAT female sickass depressing artist on the front desk ipod (which, by the way, if I have to ask one more fucking time to have her turn it down I'm going to get a river rock and crush the fucking thing AND the speakers), no incessant tic-tic-tic-tic-tic from the IM and 'net typing. AND, no more listening to the "buzz" of her cell phone and hearing the "smack!" of her closing it after text messaging all fucking day. If only for two days, it will be refreshing, no matter what gets thrown my way. For two days, I won't be praying for a valium, or for a meteor to drop on me and put me out of my misery.

Living HELL has been given a reprieve. THEN, I'm gonna take a few days off. Maybe just two. Don't get me wrong. I love my JOB. I LOVE this COMPANY.

I just need to bite the bullet.

Hope everyone has a great, safe weekend. Smooches!