1. People whose itty-bitty clutch purses require a seat all to themselves.
2. People who carry on prolonged conversations on their cell phones in loud, carrying voices, blissfully ignorant of the glares being directed their way from numerous parties.  (This is twice as bad if they make the call themselves.)
3. People who purposely sit on the OUTSIDE seat of a ( Read more... )

Smoked it like Cheech & Chong's marijuana van

Happy Holidays to all!

P.S. Check out www.partyben.com, it's absolutely amazing!  (Especially the Adorable Kitties!)

Ladies, take note: a long, romantic walk in the gently drifting snow requires waterproof mascara.  Because really, who wants to take a long, romantic walk with a raccoon?

(Well, maybe a male raccoon, but that's beside the point.)

I saw one of my exes on the bus the other day. He confimed a theory of mine, one of long standing.

Nobody looks good in hockey-hair.


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I've been getting way too much "Why don't you update anymore, woman?" lately, so time for a quick entry.

Back at school!  Love it!  I honestly had no idea how much I missed school before I went back.  Slowly getting back into the student mindset ... which is tougher than I had anticipated, actually.  But I'm getting there!

Also have a new job ( Read more... )

Isn't it interesting how some people only have the balls to be insulting when they are sure that retaliation isn't possible?

When you decide to grow up, let me know.

My cat is currently sitting on my mantle.  And not in a perky, alive kinda way.  More like an ashy, look-at-my-tasteful-urn kinda way.

Is it wrong that I think that is slightly macabre?

You know what?  I've had it.  You're sick of me crying when you upset me, right?  You'd rather I get so pissed off that I rage and swear?  Fine.  You got it.  And while this would be a lot more effective in person, an entry in my LJ will have to suffice.

Let's face it; we're both pretty pissed off by last night.  You're pissed off at me ( Read more... )

Sorry to have skipped updating in so long, I've had something of a drama-filled week.

We had to have my cat put down on Wednesday night.  He was sixteen years old and had cancer in his bladder.  It had gotten to the point where he couldn't take care of himself anymore and was in vast amounts of pain.  So we did what was best for him.  To keep him ( Read more... )

Guess who took a plane to BC yesterday morning?