8.26.2009

Quick & Dirty

So, if you follow my tweets you'll know I've been having some....connectivity issues.

Such is the life when you steal internet from your neighbors.

I'll be back shortly...I'll be paying for it then.

Damn.

8.17.2009

Everlasting Love

On Saturday I got to spend an hour or so chatting with one of my favorite peeps. We took a drive, giggled, you know....girl stuff.

One problem. We were trapped in my car for that hour or so. Stuck in what will now be referred to as, "Hell On Earth" (the artist formerly known as Air & Water Show traffic).

Oh yeah, and the A/C died on us about 30 minutes into that ride. Needless to say, we were, uh...moist (and not in a good way) when we finally arrived at our first destination. Except we had to then take a harrowing, life flashing before our eyes cab ride to go and meet the star of the evening, THE BACHELORETTE.

Despite some schwetty boobs and slightly limp hair, the evening was a rollicking success. Riiiight up until I almost got into a fight with a dude in a bar.

You see, at the "dancing portion of the evening" we met a few gentlemen. These gentlemen happened to be Pens fans. Despite our initial comradery over the MASTERY of the Red Wings, it all went sour (as all my relationships inevitably do).

And I quote,

"Hey! You're a Blackhawks fan?"
"Uh, yeah. That's putting it mildly".
"Heh...you owe me 20 cents".
"WHAAAATTTT?" (it was loud)
"You owe me 20 cents. You know, like Patrick Kane!!!"

*cue record screeching in my head*

Ahem. I shant speak of him again. He is dead to me.

One last tidbit:

It turns out I am yearning for some sort of human contact. What else can explain the fact that sometime around 4 am, THE BACHELORETTE woke up to find us holding hands? Trust me boys...it's way more adorable little girl than hot lesbian action.

I think this is wonderfully indicative of our friendship. I think it's one of the cutest things I've ever heard.

And to my lovely friend THE BACHELORETTE:

Congrats on everything! Could not happen to a more fantastic girl and a more wonderful couple.
(and don't forget to watch out for fuzzy navels)
I luuuurve you.

8.16.2009

Meesa Sleepy...

Hello Chickens!

Is everyone else sick of teh seeeex post yet? I know I am.

I'm resting after a whirlwind weekend. I'll put something together as soon as I wake up from this nap..zzzzzzz.....

But a little teaser:

It involved many schwetty situations. Rawr.

(Mrow? That's for you and you know who you are)

8.09.2009

It's still the greatest

A short disclaimer:

Yes, I am about a gazillion years too late to the Kings of Leon party. Yes, the title is from the song "Sex on Fire". And yes, this is going to be about sex.

Sooo, the old hanky panky as it were. I'm just going to say this.

I am not necessarily one of those girls who immediately associate emotions & feelings with sex. I do not have to be dating you for me to be having great sex with you. Sometimes that even helps.

But, despite my more, uh, liberal views on sex, I have not had sex in a WHILE. Let's just leave it at that.

And it usually doesn't bother me. But every so often, something will set my mind to it, and then I'm consumed by it. And then the sex dreams start. Then memories flood back.

I can remember the feeling you get in your throat when someone touches your collarbone for the first time.

When someone's hands make the baby fine hair on your abdomen stand up straight.

The warmth that courses through your veins when...

When well, you know....
I still have to keep some of my modesty.

8.07.2009

Weeeeooooohweeeeooohh

That, is the sound of a siren.

Because my last post may have been a bit alarmist. I'm fine. Thanks to all who worried about me, I'm sorry to have made you fret.

Truth is, not much has changed since the last time I whined about things.

Mah girl Lemmonex has got herself a new gig. Please go & congratulate her. Then come back to me.

So, I have been new job searching in earnest since October 2008. I have not had ONE interview. NOT ONE. The reason I bring up Lemmonex is because her new job was like someone dumping a bucket of ice water on my head.

I have been in denial of my job hunting efforts.
"Oh, but I have great networking contacts."
"My LinkedIn is so on!"
"The economy sucks."

And so on and so forth.

I'm Type A. I refuse to believe that there is not a way for my to manage this better. I internalize this. It has to be something I'm doing wrong.

The problem is, that's where the thoughts stop. I don't have any line on the horizon. I can't see where this ends. I cannot see my finish line.

And it's torturing me.
Whine.

8.05.2009

I got nuthin

Sometimes life just up and kicks you in the teeth.

That's all I've got for now...I'll be back.