Monday, December 29, 2008

If you want a good laugh, check these priceless Kids Quotes out...

just toooo funny.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Apparently I have a nickname...

Ok so Friday (I think) when I got to work I had this on my door:


Alice the Goon

1.) A profoundly unattractive female member of a fictional aboriginal people called "the Goons," featured in the old "Popeye" cartoons. Alice had a squiggle for a mouth and a flowerpot for a hat, and wore a grass skirt, of sorts. She fancied Popeye as a love-interest, but Popeye wanted nothing to do with Alice, understandably. However, she was much larger and stronger than Popeye (when he was sans spinach, anyway), and she would pick him up and croon, in a robotic monotone, "I love Popeye. I love Popeye," while he struggled to get away.

2.) A term used to describe an unattractive female.

I swear, that lady who runs the hot dog stand is the original Alice the Goon.
  1. This is one of the nicer nicknames I've ever had (with the exception of Melmo...I miss that one). At least they're not calling me a C--- or something horrible.
  2. It cracks me up.
  3. Nick-names usually mean your accepted, especially with this group. And at least I know what mine is, and it's not too bad. haha.
  4. I can't stop laughing.
  5. I ate it at Velocity this morning. Like couldn't get high enough to jump on the box, hit my shin, and ate turf. I am going to have a HUGE bruise on my shin, but couldn't stop laughing because it was hilarious. They didn't know what to do because it was B-shift, old dudes, but one of the dudes from A-shift who I know (who told me who put the thing on my door!! ) laughed too. I think they're warming up to me.
  6. The Chief told me last week that one of the guys went up to him and was like "C. is mean. She called me a douchbag. [pause] I like her. She's cool. She fits in here." Chief said he died laughing. But he was glad I could give and receive all the trash talk. I think it's going well with the fireboys. :)

Friday, December 19, 2008

Pretty damn cool Christmast Thingie

Monday, December 15, 2008

I want to make these!!!


These are my 2nd favorite....

directions here

Pet Peeve--Quit stealing my Tall Men!!!

After going out Saturday to 8.0's in Sundance Square, I'm thoroughly pissed off at tall people. As a 5'11 Amazon Woman (thanks to C-shift at the station for that nick-name. Not my fault all our firefighters are short as crap) it really pisses me off that short girls steal the tall guys.

My options are limited. My options are nearly non-existent after heels because hello!! I have a serious penchant for shoes, stiletto's specifically, and love wearing my 4" boots during winter with a cute skirt--therefor making myself 6'3-ish!! I mean seriiiooouuussssllyyyyy!! So unfair.

We're dancing and some Napoleon-complex short person tries to dance with me. First off, I was with a ton of friends and not in the mood to booty-shake with ANYONE (unless they were a freakishly tall cutie. of course), it was a friends night. And when you stalk me for the entire night and harp on me about not wanting to dance, and I'm being nice saying that I'm just with friends, don't push it. Just leave. But no. Apparently that wasn't enough, so I told some poor man-child to take a flying leap that I don't associate with the vertically challenged. Only not so nice. Homeboy still didn't get it. I mean seriously! We were well into our Blue Things, but seriously!! Go AWAY.

That's not what prompted this blog, what prompted it was two extraordinarily TALL (like 6'7-ish) men dancing all night with women way shorter than me! I mean helloooooo!!! Tall people should not be with short people. Short people have way more options. Stay to your own height area!! UGH!!! Pissed me off. Big time.

But I digress....

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

F----ing horrible day


having an AWFUL DAY. and got a call 10 minutes ago saying literally

"ok we'll need you to stay until they call you in."
"when will that be?"
"we just need you to stay at the West Station until they come get you."
"um, ok..."
"Are you still in your office? At West?"

I literally look at the phone, like what the HELL are you talking about--you just called me on my desk phone. No, I got it routed to my home: cool huh!! moron!! Of course I'm at my desk! sheesh

"Uh, yes sir."
"well the assessors should come and get you when they need you."
"I'll be here."

I seriously have wanted to cry all day today. I'm having a horrible day. thrown under the bus this morning, dealt with some shiz this afternoon, and all I wanna do is go home and cuddle.... with the dogs? I think I'll cuddle with my Gentleman Jack.

p.s. that's a whisky, not a man. not the same kind of cuddling, nor the kind I want at all.


No change. now can't feel fingers.


Finally got to leave. after he said I could go, after not really needing to be there, after being PISSED and EXHAUSTED. I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job, I love my job.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Notes from my days as a Copyeditor

from my work as a formal copy editor, not just as every one's paper and article editor (which I also don't get paid for. boo!)
  • words to not use in a scholarly, published book: crotch and shoddy
  • at does not mean on
  • single quotes are not to be used around names (especially not every damn name in a 400 page manuscript), they already stick out with that little thing called a capital letter.
  • Serial commas: learn what they are and how to use them
  • when quoting a quote, the latter uses single quotes. You dumbass.
  • "given" is not a current synonym for "listed as." What century did you learn English in? Or have you been reading 3 hundred year old Dutch manuscripts too long?

Ok so I'm totaling up all the money spent when "he-who-must-not-be-named" and I were together--all bills, rent, groceries, everything. So far (according to my calculations, which are on the nice side for him. I even went back to my old blog to check on dates of deposits and fights about money to check certain dates) he owes me about $6,500.00. No wonder I'm in so much debt!!!! I forgot about a bunch of payments I put on his loans that I never was reimbursed for. This was even in the beginning. Man I got USED. I will work out payments with him, I'm not going to be a total b-snotch but seriously. that's a lot of money. F---ing tired of being so angry because I have all this debt hanging over me. Why did I think he was good enough? Seriously? ugh... You know that Brad Paisley song "Letter to Me"? Hello! My letter would that be long and come with a big AVOID THIS JERK sign. so not funny ...