You could sleep throught this stuff.

Do any of you ever feel like you made all the wrong choices and went way off course only to find yourself at the exact right place for all the wrong reasons? 

Well it wouldn't be christmas if I didn't have what should be a hangover.  My amazing stepmother and I really tied one on last night... something to do with whiskey, beer, and christmas cheer. 

Thank God for coffee and cartoons.

Merry Christmas... go play in traffic.

He brought my son a two foot long very involved and highy awesome Millenium Falcon thereby gaining all of Liams love and devotion.  What an asshole.

Oh, and merry christmas.  I hope your children still hold you in good favor. 

You'd better say no, fuckers.  No matter what you think though, I will be leaving this state from the 11th to the 15th of January to visit my darling little brother.  He will be working most of the time I'm there, so I will be spending my time hanging around waiting for him.  Just like a good little housewife... which is awkward considering I'm his sister.  I draw the line at doing the floors though.

At any rate, I am in love with the east coast and I miss my brother terribly, so I can't wait. 

I made it through the night my lovelies!  I did not make a melodramatic leap onto the freeway,  I even refrained from making attempts on my mothers life.   of course we are both still stuck in the house, but the end is in sight.  I can totally do this.

P.S. I am on my last cigarette.  I am quite tempted to inform my parents that for their safety and well being, they might want to buy me a pack for my birthday.  I'm pretty sure they will just end up locking me in the shed, though, so I think I'm going to keep my mouth shut.

I just finished watching one of the most depressing movies I have seen in a long time.  I'm going to go through myself off an overpass.  First, though, I must smoke and then see if I can find a movie that will make me feel slightly less suicidal.  Wish me luck.

Apparently Burger King is coming out with it's own flame broiled scented body spray...  Now we can all walk around smelling like cooked beef.

Thoughts?

I haven't had a chance to update in a while... I'm going to skip over a bit of it since most of the people who read this I spoke to in the last 24 hrs.

To sum up my existance, life is good.  I'm rolling with it, and it's treating me well.

Also, tomorrow I turn 26.  It's kind of a non-birthday, so meh.  I am spending tonight at my mother's house and if any of you know how tht relationship is these days I'm sure you can imagine what is going through my head.  If you can't , I'll tell you it goes a little something like this "AAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHHHH!"  Oh, the thrill of it all. 

I am hoping to spend Friday down in Seattle... kind of a birthday gift to myself. ;)  Maybe I can clear the roads by sheer will... we'll see.

If none of you see or hear from me in the next couple of days, just know I have probably been arrested for shoving my mother in the oven.

 Well, I had a totally fucked up night that seems to have neatly screwed up this path that I'm on.  Part of me thinks that it's a good thing.  All I really want right now is to get out of here... well, I have a few pointed things I want to say on my way out the door for all the good it would do me.  Anyone need a personal stylist?  The farther away from this shithole, the better.

So, I decided to go through my lj account and see how many friends I actually have.. I then decided that that is not what is important here.  What's important, is how many active friends I have on this thing these days... I have a whopping three. Of course the most important three.

So, to my darlings Barb, Luke, and Cajun, post more often you assholes.  Entertain me.

This weekend, however, did.  It was amazing... or was it fabulous? A bit of both I suppose. 

I got home the other night, and not only had Winston eaten Liam's magic toy thing (just so we're all clear I have no idea what it was, but that's what he called it), but she ate my 4 1/2 " stilettos and the last two (count them, two) pages of the book I was currently reading.  What a spiteful little pig-dog. 

Other than my pooch attempting to get me to throw her into traffic, things are good.  Just came off my weekend and I'm ready to be back.  I have a full day today, and then a short one tomorrow since I finally get to get the hell out of Dodge.  I get to head south and visit a friend i haven't seen in forever. 

So, with a little Hank III going to keep the spirits up, I'm going to pretend like I work for a living..

Adios my lovelies.

I found a porno at work just a few moments ago. This totally rules. I'm pretty sure if I keep looking I can come across some beer .. just in case, you know. It's all in the interest of not losing my damn mind.

So bored.. work is lame, my dog has a rash and she sounds like a pig.  I'm thinking of making her into bacon but I need to clear the rash up first.  Damn you Cajun, I just want bacon now.

Bellingham is kicking my ass... or I'm kicking hers, I never can tell these days.  I need to get out.  This damn town is too small for me right now.

Happy Halloween my lovelies!!  The shop is in full swing today.  This is so awesome, even I wish I was me.

Halloween is upon us, so prepare your asses 'cause the Hooligans are coming out to play!

Love you all

I have been off  LJ for so long I forgot it even existed... but I'm back bitches, so hold on to your hats.  Life has been crazy and I have responded to it in kind. 

I had a great time last Saturday!  My family and I were able to invade Dear Alan's camp, and he set us up nicely.  I got to see a very close friend that I have not seen in ages and I got to meet his lovely girlfriend.  After a quick run to the store, I got back and started catching up on some of the partying I had missed so far.  I then proceeded to try to learn to bellydance, play the didge and play tablero.  I decided that I am not very good at any of those.  Now for those of you who were present and not passed out when Zach decided to tell me that I am marrying him, he actually was serious.  Of course he was picking people at random to perform the ceremony and all that, and that was drunken enthusiasm, but the wedding is on.  The event was more eventful than I had anticipated.

Liam has had it out for me for a couple of days.  I am not quite sure what I have done to him, but  he has pulled no punches and anything belonging to me  has become  his  personal target.

There were many small and somewhat insignificant victims of his wrath.  However, he did manage to do a sneak attack on my laptop.  There was much 7-Up involved, and upon opening my case, Zach found my poor unsuspecting hard drive swimming in it's sugary grave. 

It is a wonderful thing being married to a computer geek though, because things are now put back together and all dried out and once again functioning as they should. (aside from a somewhat sticky space bar, but whatever) 

Well, this is war, and intend to be victorious.