Monday, February 27, 2006

Meet my new friend: Insanity Prawn Boy


To be 15 again...

My 15-year-old niece posted this on her myspace profile. I loved it - its so true. I just wanted to share:

I would like to meet a boy; a cute one. who will call me at 3am, just to tell me he was thinking about me. and he'll buy me jewlery from vending machines. we'll make fun of eachother, and laugh about it, bc we both know its true. we'll watch movies together at 3am, and dance to spice girls and backstreet boys. We'll be stupid around eachother & it'll never end.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Your Mom's Box

If I see or hear that phrase one more time I swear I'm going to lose it.
I'm sick & tired of Opie & Anthony poisoning the minds of my male friends.
EVERY single time I read one friend's email or post there it leasts once: Your Mom's Box.
Not only that, but I'm sick at the crude humor and sexual innuendo he insists on putting into every writing. Pussy, dick, tit, fuck....its least once or twice. Can't you write a message WITHOUT those terms? Do you think it increases your cool-ness factor? It does not. It makes you look like a douche bag. And to think, he asks me if I have any single friends? Get over yourself. I would never subject any of my friends to that behavior. O&A make men aggressive & give them God complexes.
Sure I've chuckled at a skit or stunt a time or two (back when they were on normal radio) but I've also almost vomited at the crap they insist on talking about. I don't care how many women Jim Norton's gotten to piss on him. I don't care to hear about sniffing someone else's belly button cheese and I don't care to listen to one more stupid women call in and discuss their breast size and whether or not the curtains match the carpet.
So I did the smart thing - I don't have XM radio. Besides, paying for radio seems just plain silly to me (but thats another rant for another time).

Thursday, February 23, 2006


After reading several other blogs, some friends, some acquaintances, some just random, I have decided that I don't blog nearly enough.

Monday, February 20, 2006

I'm no ski bunny

So, I'm back from West Virginia where I learned one important thing: I CANNOT SKI.
I made a noble effort, though. I just can't do it.
It was a fun weekend despite my sore tushy.
It was absolutely BE-A-UTIFUL down there. Corey drove me around to show me Blackwater Falls, Seneca Rocks and even attempted to get to the highest point in WV, Spruce Knob.
It was a nice little vacay that I definitely needed.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Happy Valentine's Day!!

Yay!! One of my favorite holidays and this year, I have a feeling it'll be better than ever before (no pressure).
I at least hope to make it better than last year's for you.

Monday, February 13, 2006

Who pods? IPOD!!

Ordered my new toy this weekend from Amazon.
Now if the focker would only ship, dammit!!
Thought I might have it for this weekend, but alas I won't.
I have to be patient...but if you know me, one thing I'm not is patient.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Rodenticide anyone?

Phil must die.
That focker saw his shadow and now I'm doomed to freeze my ass off for 6 more weeks.
Give me the warmth of spring.
I need it. I'm sick of feeling like I have Raynaud's.