trailers for sale or rent...

...rooms to let, fifty cents.

i listened to the swingers soundtrack on the way to work today for a change of pace. most of the album is so good, and then you get stuck with "she thinks i still care" or something like that. oi. but it had "king of the road" on it (not really a great driving song, i kinda need something faster) and "you're nobody till somebody loves you." ahh, great stuff. i love tooling around in my little car with the ultra black tint and the nifty rims and 50s music blaring out of the car. gives people a nice reality check.

i talked to jesus about how he had to change his bank account because someone got his numbers when he ordered checks last month. now i'm worried -- i'm glad i didn't uncheck the box for fraud protection that cost $1 per box of checks. i don't know what they'd do, but i'm happy for protection. that's why i'm on the pill, after all. (oh, and jesus is pronounced hay-zeus, you heathens. but it's really funny at work when he puts something on hold and the packaging says "hold for jesus. will purchase friday." i always get a giggle.

went to the mall to buy pants with christen and i kept trying to fall asleep on his shoulder. i think this time change is effecting me pretty bad. the biorhythms are off and everything. i always wake up at 9 at the latest now (before it was 10:30 unless i was sick) but i'm tired by 7pm. hope my body catches up to the earth one of these days before march when it goes forward again.

which describes how you're feeling all the time ...

i wonder if i write in single lines if it'll fill up faster.

if you can read it easier.

but then it looks kinda wierd.

of course, there are fifty-one characters per line.

so if i filled most of the fifty-characters ...

yeah, it could work.

okay, that was an exercise in futility. i had to go to the bank today and spend $1.50 on 8 checks so i could pay my bills this month. i forgot to order checks. okay, so i didn't forget. i haven't had to order checks in 2 1/2 years, so i didn't realize when i went to pay my bills that i didn't have checks to pay them with. today i ordered these adorable froggie checks -- fernando in the blue convertible did it for me. i tried to have a fudgecicle (is that how you spell it? looks kinda wierd) for dinner because christen decided to eat without me and we didn't have any bread for pb&j but it made me feel icky so i had ramen too. now i just feel all over icky. and there's nothing good on tv. law & order, where are you when i need you?

i started another book last night. it's alright though, because i finished it today. cold heart, by ... oh heck, some hard-boiled writer. it was actually pretty good, in the murder she wrote sort of way. i don't know where i put one door away from heaven so i figured i'd pick something else for the night. i got really into it and was reading today at work (those drawers under the till have to be good for something) and finished when i got home. sometimes i love easy-peasy reading sometimes.

i need some sleep, i think. dern 7am worktimes.

more tomorrow.

quite possibly more tired than when i woke up.

i'm tired and my head hurts. and when i blogskim all i get is politics. somebody shoot me now.

i take that back. i also get hong kong, random anime stuff, and steel houdini penis cages.

i need to get out of the house, so i think i'll see if jordan wants to go to target or barnes&nobles or something ... update -- he has class so maybe i'll go to b&n myself. i've spent far too much time home today, since i'm off, but i'm afraid of spending more money. hmmm ... jo ann's fabrics isn't particularly far away ...

ummm ... oi is all i can say.

castor conceded. south carolina here i come.

i wish, but you know i won't get off my butt and move. the lease is up in august 2005, and we'll see what christen and i have decided by then. probably nothing, if the last 2 years is a shadow of things to come. i did, however, finally put up some things on my profile (books music interests, you know the dealio) and started blogskimming by that. i was just annoyed by those blogs that come up when you hit "next" that say "upgrade your explorer right now!" and you have to keep closing the little buttons that jump up. they annoy the crap out of me. also, when people spell things wrong on purpose like shortening words like people to ppl (is this trivial pursuit? i think not). and little cutsy type ... arg! so i made a profile simply so i could look at other people's blogs a different way and not have to deal with all that pain in rear.

should i post it?

i'm thinking of posting my resume as a sidebar blog. what do you think? i wouldn't do anything stupid like post phone numbers and addresses, but i would post experience and such. any thoughts? i need a new job.

life's just a mood ring we're not allowed to see...

and this is what it said to me ...

at least something good came out of the election. i started a new book, so a prayer for owen meany is officially on hold. it helps that owen meany is in christen's truck and i haven't been able to read it, but i could at any time go get it out of the car. it's safer there. i started one door away from heaven by dean koontz, which i thought that i had read before but evidentally i hadn't and just had seen it at the bookstore. Melissa let me root through a box of books her aunt gave her and i took half. she has six more boxes. christen is going to repeal the book giveaway, i know it. like florida repealed the highspeed railway, i'm telling you.

anywho, i'm all confused on the days here. saturday night i went to a party at justin's. everyone got so trashed. i didn't, because i had to be at work at 9 the next morning, but holy cow .... there was some serious inhibitions being lowered. i left around 12 but i got to hear about it from those who remembered it the next day. oi. 'sall i can say. i wore my ren fest costume and as people got drunker they were more forward about how much my boobs popped out (no nipplidge, i swear!) and justin's father-in-law hit on everyone. good times.

election day i got up early to vote. in line: 8:30am. out of line: 9:50am. at work: 10:04am. due at work: 10am.

i got to read about 100 pages of my book though. i would have read more but i had to keep reading full pages because strange people with signs were distracting me. there were 8 ne w amendments, and i voted no on one and yes on all the others. i hate when votes like that don't go my way -- i reason them out and think i pick the rational answer, and when the majority does not come up with what i come up with, i get concerned with my peers. i think the legalese gets to people and they christmas tree the damn thing. and then there's the senate race. mel the dick is ahead by 1/2 a percentage point and has already declared his win though castor hasn't and won't concede because there are still 250 thousand provisional votes to count. 250,ooo! WTF is wrong with mel martinez? castor is such the better candidate. she's the education commissioner, former president of usf, has a good business head and a conscience. mel? yeah, he's a jerk. the race was ugly, and he reached more people than he should have with his nasty commercials. and ... the dern presidential debate. i don't want to talk about it.

oh ... sidebar. tommy lee is on regis and i think he's the only rocker from that era that is still gorgeous, and not completely trashy like pamela. and man is he eye candy. yum yum. except the nose ring -- i'm not into piercings that cause asymmetry. he needs a cheek piercing to offset the nose, and maybe get a stud instead of the hoop. then he'd be absolutely yummy. christen points out guys on the television and as we walk by that i'd like "you'd date him" and "he looks like someone you could be into."... he's usually right. it's amusing how he's resigned himself to knowing he's not my type and i so fiercely love him so he can pick out guys that i would be attracted to. you know, skater types, slightly geeky guys, usually really slender, tattoos and piercings a plus. i only have a tongue ring and a tattoo on my leg but i think they are so sexy. yum yum. and if jeremy ever finishes my frog tattoo that he's been working on for 3 years now i'll have 2 tatts.

back to election. i was up till after 3am trying to watch, and i fell asleep on the couch so christen woke me up at 5 when he got up for work and carried me into bed so he could snuggle with me for 10 minutes before leaving.

quote of the moment: kelly to tommy: "what women in the audience really want to know is how do you get backstage?"

tommy likes toe cleavage. hmm.

before high noon.

my high score last night: 156.

all six games: 86, 122, 102, 119, 156, 149.

i need my own ball. last night when we got there someone else had my ball and i had to plead with the geeky guy to let me have it. i don't know if anyone was using it, but it was on their lane so i flirted and the ball was mine. :) guys will always give up the ball for a little flirting. i use a 12lber with itty bitty holes, and that one ball is the only one like it. maybe i'll get my mom to get me one for christmas. she can get me a gift certificate for sports authority, and we'll be good.

i was a productive little girl today. i got up at 9 (it may be helping that the time change makes my body still think it's later than it really is) and cleaned up my desk and started laundry, went to the library to get a new library card (my library isn't doing the vote early stuff, so i probably won't do it. i'll try to get up early tomorrow and vote before work.) went to the grocery store and spent far too much money (but i needed things like conditioner and toothpaste and toilet paper -- stuff that you don't need every trip), put the laundry in the dryer cleaned out the fridge and pantry and cleaned up the kitchen. oh, and i piled the trash by the front door to take out when i go to get the laundry.

the new issue of today's cacher is out. check out the "about us" page at the bottom -- i've been included! you actually get to see what i look like too, if you care. it's a pretty good issue, and i got to learn how to put up the html for the pages and work with the stylesheets, and i copyedited a lot of the pages. i'm so happy to be doing something that i love -- now to find one that pays so i can drop OD and i'll be thrilled.

why doesn't publix sell shortgrain rice? i have to go all the way to the asian market near work to get some. maybe i'll do it tomorrow. it'll probably be cheaper. publix did have some, but there were little cans for 5.99. ridiculous.

more later, cleaning now.