You know those nice days in February, that mark the lazy arrival of Spring? Have you ever noticed that on that one real nice day, where the temperature breaks 40 and you're enjoying your drive and look around to see; copious amounts of different vehicles, all covered in salt and disgusting amounts of grime.
It's a fucking buzz kill. I always hope that just because the sun is out and I don't feel like I'm going to get frostbite, that at least a few cars will follow along with the positivity.
It's raining now. It smells like Spring, though. I always get sick around this time of the month. It's like, my body is so against change that every year it likes to remind me of that fact once the cold weather breaks.
It's a love/hate thing that my body and I share.
Oh! I did the interview. The potential boss and I hit it off really well. He said he "liked my personality". That was cool, as I decided to just go in as my Au natural self. I figure if I get hired, they'll just see it anyways so what's the point of slapping a mask on.
I hate how I can't enjoy a simple Jolly rancher without getting the gunk stuck between my teeth. Then again, I don't wait until it wholly dissolves. I'm too impatient for that.
What is it about Spring that makes us all so retarded? Is it because it's similar to the New Year? A chance for change, a fresh start to attempt not to fuck up as bad as you did the year before. Just because it's 58 degrees and the sun is shining for longer then 10 minute intervals, then that must mean there's all the hope in the world to be a greater and better person.
I never used to be this cynical. I try to shine a positive light upon a lot of my ramblings by affectionately referring to them as "dry honesty" or "sharp humor". Then I feel like I'm talking about a Dry wine, or a Sharp cheese.
Sometimes I think I'm crazy.
You know our economy is in order when it appears that our commercial creativity is going up ten fold. When commercials begin to establish story lines, then you know that we've got some sort of an issue.
Whatever happened to something nice and basic, such as the Slinky commercial. Remember that? The fucker falls down the stairs. That's it. There's a jingle and then the commercial ends. No to be continued, no tune in next week to see the same fucking slinky crawl out of a window or something.
I need to buy Iron pills. This new blog feature could serve as a good way to tell myself things so I don't forget. I have had the pleasure of developing what quite possibly could be one of the worst memories known to man. Although, I do remember odd ball things, even the most basic of tasks seem to elude me.
It's more frustrating when I actually wasn't trying to forget something.
I still think we need a music subforum. I'm just saying. And I think I'm just saying because my weekly subforum requests have dropped down a lot, so I need to catch up again.
That was a joke. I don't (normally) sit around dreaming up new subforums. I'd rather think about fixing other things. Like the fact that my view on relationships is completely fucked up right now and probably will be for a little bit.
Like, I mean no offense to those who are involved in this, because it's great and I'm happy for ya and everything. But, those deliriously retarded couples just make me want to stab myself in the uterus.
The new web cam chat thing is ten kinds of awesome. However, it's only letting you dock 2 people. I'm sure that will change once the feature is installed to the forum. Until then, if you wish to cyber stalk more then 2 folks, just open up another chat page. And another if you wish 2 more. And so on and so forth.
I wish my hair grew faster.
Have you seen this website before? I actually signed up, just so I could read about people who've fucked with pedophiles. I wonder if there's some psychological reasoning tagged along with that curiosity.
I'm tired again.
- Jo.
It's a fucking buzz kill. I always hope that just because the sun is out and I don't feel like I'm going to get frostbite, that at least a few cars will follow along with the positivity.
It's raining now. It smells like Spring, though. I always get sick around this time of the month. It's like, my body is so against change that every year it likes to remind me of that fact once the cold weather breaks.
It's a love/hate thing that my body and I share.
Oh! I did the interview. The potential boss and I hit it off really well. He said he "liked my personality". That was cool, as I decided to just go in as my Au natural self. I figure if I get hired, they'll just see it anyways so what's the point of slapping a mask on.
I hate how I can't enjoy a simple Jolly rancher without getting the gunk stuck between my teeth. Then again, I don't wait until it wholly dissolves. I'm too impatient for that.
What is it about Spring that makes us all so retarded? Is it because it's similar to the New Year? A chance for change, a fresh start to attempt not to fuck up as bad as you did the year before. Just because it's 58 degrees and the sun is shining for longer then 10 minute intervals, then that must mean there's all the hope in the world to be a greater and better person.
I never used to be this cynical. I try to shine a positive light upon a lot of my ramblings by affectionately referring to them as "dry honesty" or "sharp humor". Then I feel like I'm talking about a Dry wine, or a Sharp cheese.
Sometimes I think I'm crazy.
You know our economy is in order when it appears that our commercial creativity is going up ten fold. When commercials begin to establish story lines, then you know that we've got some sort of an issue.
Whatever happened to something nice and basic, such as the Slinky commercial. Remember that? The fucker falls down the stairs. That's it. There's a jingle and then the commercial ends. No to be continued, no tune in next week to see the same fucking slinky crawl out of a window or something.
I need to buy Iron pills. This new blog feature could serve as a good way to tell myself things so I don't forget. I have had the pleasure of developing what quite possibly could be one of the worst memories known to man. Although, I do remember odd ball things, even the most basic of tasks seem to elude me.
It's more frustrating when I actually wasn't trying to forget something.
I still think we need a music subforum. I'm just saying. And I think I'm just saying because my weekly subforum requests have dropped down a lot, so I need to catch up again.
That was a joke. I don't (normally) sit around dreaming up new subforums. I'd rather think about fixing other things. Like the fact that my view on relationships is completely fucked up right now and probably will be for a little bit.
Like, I mean no offense to those who are involved in this, because it's great and I'm happy for ya and everything. But, those deliriously retarded couples just make me want to stab myself in the uterus.
The new web cam chat thing is ten kinds of awesome. However, it's only letting you dock 2 people. I'm sure that will change once the feature is installed to the forum. Until then, if you wish to cyber stalk more then 2 folks, just open up another chat page. And another if you wish 2 more. And so on and so forth.
I wish my hair grew faster.
Have you seen this website before? I actually signed up, just so I could read about people who've fucked with pedophiles. I wonder if there's some psychological reasoning tagged along with that curiosity.
I'm tired again.
- Jo.
