and happy anniversary to michelle, who has now gone a full and complete year without blogging. what a chump!!

so the other day when i got home from work, joe had charlie and the choco factory on for the kids. and it was way early on in the movie, where the kids are runnin around gettin obese at the candy store. it must've been inspiring, cuz hailey asked if we could go play candyland. and being the good aunt that i am (or try to be, anyways), i agreed.

i have to say, candyland is the bane of my existence. it should be banned from being sold in toy stores. it's the most horrible game ever invented. it's so flippin' cute about sending you back to the beginning when you're almost to the very end... hailey and i each got sent back to plumpy about 3 times before she finally got to the castle. and i was sooooo relieved. until she said i had to play by myself until i got to the castle, too. *sigh*... got sent back to plumpy like 2 more times before i finally made it to the castle, too.

the lesson here kiddies, is that i'm a complete loser the end!!!

i'm just burnin' doin' the neutron dance!

and now, all the news that's fit to print. even some news that's not fit to print!!!

i don't remember the last time i had cold medicine with coedine in it but MAN does that stuff make you tired. at any given moment yesterday i could've just closed my eyes wherever i was and taken a big fat long siesta. and when i finally went to sleep for the night, i slept for like 9.5 hours. unheard of. but kinda cool.

i gots my hairs cut and i love it. but i don't know if i'll go back to that lady cuz number one i gots to save me dough for getting a new apt, and also i still have an unnatural love of the colleen o'hara beauty school in old towne orange. six bucks for an always-rockin haircut from a student whose spirit hasn't been broken by years of working? yes please. also, i love the way the place is set up - styling stations as far as the eye can see, with a crotchety old woman getting on a microphone to call students up fast-food style when a customer comes in.

i've got no plans and a million plans for today. definitely will be gettin together for a photo swap op with ann around lunchtime. but aside from that there's a ton else i could do... i need to do laundree, i wanna go check out the thrift stores in the area and find orange county's version of the ever-cool fox valley thrift, i wanna go see fifty bazillion movies (i heard coffee and cigarettes was quite good, and then there's still the matter of dodgeball to be dealt with because if i don't see that sometime soon i will surely die), i gotta find out when the season premiere of nip/tuck's playing again so i can get caught up before tuesday, i gotta give some boy some frootloops on his shoes, i wanna keep working on that pair of socks i'm knitting, i wanna hang with the little sisters...

first things first, though. i think i should take care of this me stinkin up the joint and i'll go take a shower. because i'm sure you'll sleep better knowing that, right?

oh maria, why must you tempt me so?!?!

alas, i am too poor to pay more than like 20 bucks for a bag... since my poor little messenger bag's startin to wear thin at places i'll probably end up at the oc swap meet this weekend lookin for a replacement.

in other news, i've been sick with this stupid cold-like thing for almost two weeks, so tonight during the drive home from work i thought i'd see if my superold doctor that i used to see was still practicing - turns out he is, and i probably have some kind of infection since i been sick so long. so wheee, i'm gonna get drugs soon. don't know how much good it'll do, though, since josh is convinced i've got the tb and i think that's terminal or something... me, i'm hopin it's the clap, cuz that's fun for the whole family.

also, did i already mention this? i got pics developed from the span of a couple of days before leaving the big wis to just a few days ago. stay tuned to this station to see the baddest couple of broads ever to smoke a candy cigarette.

and, if i feel like it, my jackassery in front of the pancake circus. ohhhh, the pancake circus. how i love you so. you inspire me to try out that parasol restaurant on seal beach boulevard and to get off my ass, stop talking about it, and visit c'est si bon already.

where the hell my comments at?!?! chickenheads!

tony danza will pay!!!

also of note, one of these days i'm gonna start redesigning the website because i'm over it, it's gay.

and i've now seen saved twice, which makes me the reigning expert. something we were talking about the other day - it kinda points out how the biggest bible-thumpers are usually the worst people. other stuff to say, but i'm a wee bit hungry and crap so i'm gonna go tend to that big fat ass of mine. later taters.

so i'm gonna blame the lack of writing recently on the lack of privacy where i'm living. not that oooooh, i'm writing ubersecret shit or anything like that, just that it's easier to come up with the funny when there aren't people sitting around watching what i write. so until i turn into an actual fulltime employee at the current job, triggering a move to my own place, expect to find disappointing little posts here.

not that there's nothing going on... there's actually quite a lot. but some of it, i don't know, i don't wanna jinx it or whatever... times like these make it very apparent that i've got one of those dumb felicity-like girl brains that overanalyzes, everything going on in a certain situation, and sometimes i just want my brain to shut up so i can think, if that makes sense. when i can convince myself to chill out and just trust that stuff is fine, everything's cool, it's very apparent that everything is, in fact, cool. but my brain likes to mull over every worst case scenario like five hundred times. because it's dumb.

so i joined the gym yesterday, and it was a huge pain in the ass because the guy who was giving me a tour wasn't actually listening to anything i was saying. like in the 20 minutes or so i spent with him he asked 3 times if i had kids.

maybe he just thought i was really obese? and that i would've had to have had 3 kids to have gotten to be so huge? i dunno. but it was fun to antagonize him.

okay so i'm all distracted now i have to go. later gators.

ooo, also, it shouldn't be so fucking hard to find the cop rock logo. the end!!!!

so there's a slightly alarming number of things that i used to do all the time in wisconsin, and have dropped almost completely upon returning back to california. one of those things is blogging every day-ish. another is watching obscene amounts of tv. still another is bathing.

i'm blogging now, and i have an appointment with comedy central in a few, and two outta three ain't bad, right?

also, and this is super-interesting folks, i don't work out very often any more. wait, take out that "very often" part. it's a little weird, and it'll probably change by early next week.

so... updates... you know when you start a new job and you're just so very new, and the first few weeks are more than a little boring because damn, you just can't help being super quiet and crap? i hate that. cuz you end up walking around all the time with that fucking "i'm not an axe murderer" smile on your face. it bugs that there's no exciting crazy stories about work, and it's really just because i'm new and i don't know anyone yet.

the point is i hate getting into situations where i can't help but be superquiet and kind of lame.

send help or cheetos now, because i haven't had cheetos in quite a long while.

oooo, also, if you happen to be at dland next thursday? friday? i forget which day, be sure to punch chip and dale in the face because my sisters will be inside. when they start pleading "why, god, why", tell em it's because they never write in their damn blogs anymore the end!

on the way home from work today, a smallish truck pulled in front of me. it was all white and had a website written across the back in maybe 9" tall letters. came home, checked it out, and was sorely disappointed.

i love the waiting to see what'll happen but i hate the waiting to see what'll happen, you know what i mean, jellybean?

that's it, i'm out, no post for you until i get back from sacto next week. cuz everybody's workin for the weekend except for me cuz i'm a slacker! happy weekending!

so just a few minutes ago, michelle was sitting on the floor reading the paper. she starts singing her new favorite song, which goes like this: "i'm gonna kick you in the nuts".

her almost-4-year-old daughter yells "nuts?!?!" from the couch, and then "mama, don't kick me in the nuts!"

pure comedy gold is the number one reason to have kids, i swear.

my goal for this weekend sounds simple - catch "what's opera, doc" and "the rabbit of seville" on the bugs bunny marathon playing on boomerang all weekend.

but the problem is despite their commercials stating they're playing all the bugs bunny cartoons in a to z order, they're not really following that... like they've got a little chunk of alphabet that they'll just play all day long, and then there's random episodes thrown into the mix that don't fit at all. they're up to the w's, and i've been waiting for over an hour for "what's opera doc" to play and somewhere along the line they decided it would be neat to throw some h's into the mix to drag out the waiting or something.

okay it's on gotta go.

this just in. my nephew jacob loves, and i mean loves, the french kitty website. so much that he's upset that i left it to type for a second.

typing with a squirmy 2 year old on your lap is tough, lemme tell ya. he just got done gumming my arm to death... (and boy are my arms tired??)

so i should spill on the new jobby job, yes? cuz i haven't really taken the time to talk about it yet... basically i work for a place that does screenprinted t's for everyone and their brother, places like disneyland and universal studios and department stores and so on. you name it and they probably have a hand in doing some stuff for them. the art department's like 20 people. when the artist finishes a tshirt design it gets approved and that's that they're done with it and they move on to the next project. but if something needs to be changed, like a ground color or show it on a sweatshirt instead of a tshirt - that's my job, to take care of the changes.

it's cool in that it's more technical than art jobs i've had in the past. and it's kind of neat that now that i'm not doing a creative-type job i'm actually having ideas for paintings that i'll work on when i get my own place this fall. i know in the long run i'd rather be doing something more creative job-wise, but when that time comes i can actually talk to my boss about moving into one of the artsy type positions.

so yeah - i'm really liking it, even the breakneck go go go pace.

this coming week's gonna rock - i'm gonna sleep in a bed for the first time in over a month! oh yeah and then there's a certain special graduation ann and i are going to, and the good times that'll come with it! i can't wait for next weekend!

I HEART JOHNNY CASTLE 4-EVER!!!

i had something really good to write about on the way home from work today and now i can't remember what the hell it was. dammit.

but i will say this. michelle is gay and i want a single burger from wendy's post haste.

chunky chunky chunk
chunky chunky chunk
chunky chunky chunk
1,2,3 chunk!

i so want michelle to look over my shoulder and read this right now: on memorial day fox played the season finale of the oc again and i missed it again because joe can't be bothered with such crap and for that they will suffer the consequences!!! a disaster beyond your imagination will occur! you'll have to buy a new chandelier!!!

on to more serious topics. namely, lunch. remember when you were a kid and a bologna sandwich and an apple were plenty to get you from lunchtime til dinnertime?

NO MORE!!! i require much more food than that now!!! i'm morbidly obese!!!

not really. but i made the mistake of only packing said sandwich and fruit for work today and almost ate my own arm off on the drive home. it didn't help that the 405 south onramp was closed so i had to take a 15 minute detour. lesson learned, i need more food to get through the day.

what else i got tonight... oh yeah at&t's hella lame sometimes. i was supposed to get a new cellphone that actually gets reception in the house last weekend, and that went down the tubes because they're dumb.

and little shop of horrors is on the tube right now... i know i saw it when i was a kid, and i possibly saw it multiple times, but i really don't remember any of it. it's like watching it for the first time or something. weird. okay i'm out.