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Friday, April 16, 2010

They Really Do Help!

for all of you still reading...

I HAVE A VIDEO FOR YOU (think sing song voice)

It is one of the new funny commercials for tampons.

... so if you are in a place where playing something like that may not be appropriate, then well, screw them! It's funny!

Commercial

Enjoy Kiddies!

Miss Independant

SO TODAY...

well actually yesterday since it is 6:35 in the morning, I discovered something rather interesting.

The men in my life are as addicted to trash television as I am.

Yesterday was a day of absolutely nothing but laundry and tv. And not movies or any shows like lost or NCIS, but more along the lines of:
What not to wear
Rich bride poor bride
say yes to the dress
till debt do us part

so... really trashy tv!

earlier in the day my friend Evan (names have been changed to protect the guilty) came over as I was watching a small What Not To Wear marathon. I sat there, with the remote in hand waiting for him to say something about changing the channel.

.... He did not say a word.

We watched it for 3 or 4 hours before he had to go to work. And then shortly after, my fiance and our other good friend Calvin (name also has been changed), came over. Now I had to work in just over an hour, so I went to get ready. The show on the tv was Say Yes to the Dress. I come back almost an hour later and they are still watching it. With what I like to call "TV Face" expressions plastered on their face.

I was a good girl and the whole time I waited for any of them to say even the glimpse of "let's change the channel" and I got zip. Apparently, the men in my life enjoy bitchy people telling others how t dress, and brides who freak out about everything and joyous tacky weddings.

... but then, who doesn't?

in other news...

If I were an 80 year old woman, I would probably have had a heart attack yesterday.

not only did I get the job I REALLY wanted, the union came down from my work to talk about issues I am having with my current company. they have taken my situation very very seriously! which in itself is exciting, because I expected them not to even talk to me, to be perfectly honest.

also, I looked up the venue for the Lady Gaga tickets I got for the Edmonton show and the energy was threatening to spill out of me, because it is literally 5 minutes away from where I am staying. SSSQQQQUUUUEEEEEEE!!!! Lady Gaga!!!!

also, because I have this new job, I will be able to save my money to save for my wedding and most likely moving out with my fiance and not be stuck living with my parents, not that I do not love them in any way. I feel that at this point in my life, I should be living on my own to learn my own lessons (yes, I have lived on my own before, I had to move home when I went back to school). Anything in this point in my life, I will have to learn the hard way, which is the gosh honest truth!

When you reach the ages of the early twenties, you stop learning from your folks (no one dare deny it!!!!) and there comes a point when, well, you just have to learn on your own! It can be sad for a parent to watch, but in the end it's better for ourselves.

When we reach this age, we can be really little shits to our parents and loved ones, because, well, apparently the world has nothing left to teach us.m

... you couldn't be more wrong

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Pokemon and Puffery

SO TODAY...

I caught some wild pokemon! Right here in the real world. SQUEE!

SEE MOMMY! THEY REALLY EXIST!!


I caught a wild piplup in the local shopping mall, and a wild chimchar hanging around other pokemon but trapped in a bubble and one other one. The last one I caught a while ago. I caught a wild togipi hanging out in front of someone's house!

The piplup is a DS stylus, the chimchar, a phone key chain and the wild togopi, a large stuffed creature that someone had thrown away. She is big enough to be a pillow and chills on my couch.

IN OTHER NEWS:

It has emerged!!! [the wrappings fall away from the face and body to reveal wrinkled greenish skin and eyes lifeless and staring into space at nothing particular. followed by a smell that is often associated with the stench in the fridge when something is off and dust]

It is me, from the dark world that I get caught in when my addiction of reading subsides for a while. I have been out to the bar, and kept up multiple conversations, and managed to understand all of what people have told me. ooo ooo ooo! and.. played the new pokemone game!

there is a game within the sacredness of the game of pokemon. It includes exploding balls of death and lots of money. It's a good thing I am not a gambler for this game is addicting as hell. Voltorb flip! yay coins. *ouch* [my hair has been singed away and my skin is coming off in chunks due to constant burning] Gee don't I smell wonderful!

Another clue that the creators of this pokemon game were thinking was the little extra that came with the game. it is known at the POKEWALKER. A mini pokeball with a screen and a clip to attach to your belt.
GROWLITH is daydreaming... found item... found 209 watts...
Great! now what do I do with the fucking watts? they won't power my house!

anywho...You can take your pokemon out for a walk when you don't have the time to pull out a portable system.

You can walk around with it and catch other pokemon regardless of levels and strengths: You either hit them or you don't

it encourages all the little fat children to get off their asses and walk. the more steps you take the more cool and rare pokemon you find!
MARCH TUBBOS MARCH!

To end off this tirade I have a present for you...

I present to my readers this incredible... wonderful... exciting...sensual...

ooooo shiny ds! Pokemone! Must Play!

... ok I'll tell you next time! Ciao Bellas