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EWWW I WOULDN'T WANT TO LIVE HERE

attcked by roaches

i was attacked by roaches today at work. this is what happens when you work in the ghetto. my customer came in to pay off her loan. as she started to give me her money a fat little roach crawled out of her bag and ran cross the counter. i screamed like a little bitch and jumped back flaying my arms in the air. yeah that's right i freak out at the sight of roaches. i can't stand those ugly little fuckers. i heard we've got radio active roaches somewhere in the middle of the country but that's another story. so i'm freaking out like a little kid and that fat little roach runs inside my cash drawer. i slam the drawer shut and hope it died of a fright. no such luck. when i go in there to give my customer her change, there it is with it's little antenna twitching back and forth at me. i take the change and quickly change out the cash holder. finish the transaction and try to figure out a way to get that thing out of my store with out killing it or touching it. that's when i got busy. no time to think i just had to wait for a quite moment later that morning. well after about 3 hours i got one. i open the drawer and there it is twitching at me and about 50 mini roaches. it hatch it's babies in the drawer. i slammed the drawer shut and call my boss and immediately head over to the market for some roach spray. when i go back to the drawer i shook that can like i was going to get some magic genie to grant me some wishes. i pull the drawer open with my shoe and shot straight for big mama then i went for the little ones. thats when the spray smell hit me. i lock up the store for 20min then came back in to see if there were any survivors. there didn't seem to be any. so i shut the drawer and tried to stay as far away from it as i could for the rest of the day. 8:58pm i about to leave the office when i decided to check the drawer one more time. i slid the drawer open with my shoe again and there were a couple survivors. i gave them a good dousing and shut the drawer locked up and came home. i'll be dreaming about roaches tonight. i just know it...

seeing the gyno

after i found out that my regular gyno wasn't going to do the exam. i just didn't want it to be a man.









waiting to see who was going to inspect my goods.

















my pink paper gown













looking up at the ceiling while my insides get manhandled. gaw they should really put something on the ceiling to entertain you while they prod at you.






ooooooooooo that hurt. i told you you weren't going to find it that way. my cervix doesn't want to show it's self.

i forgot aboout turkey day

thanksgiving was brutal. lunch at ubu's family then dinner at my mom's then deviled eggs and pina coladas at coconuts. my tummy hurt so bad at the end of it all. why did i even try. i knew i was just going to end up with that tummy ache and i think i gained 5 pounds from all the eating. the best part was baby hercules posing for my camera . :-)
what a show boat

drunken monopoly

drunken monopoly is fun. until the homos get married... then they start combining forces and the lonely beaner is forced out through community beautification. LOL!

what's the cat doing?

well apparently my moms cat only drinks fresh water from the faucet. he won't even touch the water in his bowel.

i feel ill

oh my gosh i feel sick. my stomach feels like it's about make an escape out my mouth. i have this icky eww acidy nausea sensation creeping up and down my throat. i can just see it now...spew all over the thanksgiving day turkey. EWWWWWWWW the thought of food makes me feel so wrong. BLAH!

sooooooo don't want to get up.

feelin old

i'm feeling old this week. i'm not sure what it is. it may have been the dinner party on sunday that ubu and i put together. i think it was martha who put me in this mood. we had dinner monday night. while we were chatting she apologized for leaving early and said "yeah you and your old buddies!". old buddies? did she mean old as in you people are getting up there in years or forever old. hem! i just feel old and tired.

lost again

i'm feeling lost again. i'm putting in my notice in soon. i guess it's just anticipation.

the napkin

a few weekends ago i spent an hour with a burp loving freak. i had stopped (dehydrated sex in the car. on my way home after parting ways) off at the 7/11 for some water. i let out a big burp inside while purchasing my water. well this guy follows me out to my car. he tells me he has a "thing" for women who burp. an hour 10 burps and some strange conversation later. he asked for my name and number. i said no. i don't think he caught my hints. so he insisted i take his email address. i don't know why i took it. i guess i was being polite.

caged bunny

yesterday we had another animal incident in front of my office. a bunny and a kitten were left in front of my office. it was a young couple who left them by the trash can. the bunny and kitten looked terrified. the male pulled a yellow sheet from his pocket which simply read FREE. i watched him place the sheet on top of the cage and simply leave them behind. manny and i both looked at eachother. no more than 30 seconds later a man with his son come out of the market and took notice of the poor pair trapped in the cage. they both inspected the cage and the creatures inside it. after a moment or two the father made a phone call. he hung up after a very brief conversation and he picked up the cage. he and his son take there new friends home. the whole ordeal took no less than 4mins. beginning to end. i thought about it on the way home tonight. i wonder how long it would take for someone to pick up a cage with a person inside of it. would people approach it. what if were and adult in a cage. or the difference between an unattractive person versus an attractive one.




now pretend one of the bunnies is a kitten with the same colors. yeah the matched too...

harry potter and depech mode

yes harry potter. yesterday ubu charlie and i went to see harry potter. to my surprise it wasn't that bad. charlie is a potter nut. he was bouncing up in down in his chair with a huge grin before the movie started. went to kazumie had sushi and we were off to the show. had a blast. except i was cramping the whole time. so my singing went something like this "your own personal jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse! reach ouwwwwwwwwwt and touch faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiitthhhhhh! oooooooooo! fart!" the whole evening. i thought it was the start of one of aunt flo's visits. i was wrong. just gassy. i've never experienced gas cramps before. i was surprised at my discomfort. i also had to pick my nose so bad. one thing that ubu pointed out was that people were waving cell phones and not lighters. i looked back at the rest of the arena and a sea of LCD's were waving back and forth. sorry no images from last night.

feelin poopy

i love sporting my tie very once in a while. last night ubu and i had a drink at the eagle. i felt poopy last night.

oooooooooh girl! that's a bad picture.

sweet manny caught this image of me today
before i forget. i had a wonderfully grouchy day. it may have been the nicotine withdrawals. i just wasn't a plesent person to be around today.

"YOU BUSTARD HOW'D YOU GIT OUTA THE CAR?"

i was doing something in my office when manny yelled back at me "HEY THERE'S A DOG IN THE PARKING LOT!" i jokingly replied "is it cute? if it is we can sell it!" he yelled back at me "YEAH! COME LOOK!" so i stop whatever i was doing and came up to the front. where i saw this little guy starring back at me.
look at him with a big o'l grin. i open the door and yell in the dog's direction. "HEY YOU! YEAH YOU! YOU LOST OR SOMETHING?" i turn back look at manny. he's laughing at me at this point. i turn back to the dog and start up again "WE'VE GOT SOME SCLICED TURKEY IF YOUR HUNGRY." the dog took a couple steps towards me "YOU HUNGRY?" he started to wag his tail. i took a couple of steps towards the dog. it freaks out and starts to trot away from me.
just as he starts to turn the corner it's owner came out of the market. it's an older woman about 70. i figure it's her companion. she asks if i'd seen a dog running around. i let her know yeah it just turned the corner and pointed in the direction it went. she screams out the dogs' name. it came flying back over to her. then she said in a concerned voice
"YOU BUSTARD HOW'D YOU GIT OUTA THE CAR?"

was i drunk when i wrote that

i just reread cookies. shit! two lines and so many errors.

my space

i just got sucked in by the my space bonanza. i've successfully avoided the bandwagon till now. thanks ubu and your stupid scientific survey leeward me in.

golly

i fucking love the word GOLLY! GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY........................GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY GOLLY! ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo golly!

Hmm... hmm? haha hehehe okay...

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm jaeger and coke. i said mmmmmmmmmm bitch mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm haaaaaaaaahahhahhh ahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaahahahahahahahaaa post it!!!!!!

cookies

i spent an hour today taking photos of animal crackers. i like this these two the best. i don't know what i'm doing with them buut i had fun. i haven't picked up a camera with a mission in a while. it felt good

this is going to be a grumpy day

it rained last night. i couldn't sleep again. i went for two drives. one at 12:30am. the other at 3:45am. they were both unsatisfying. i almost hit a bunny when he darted across the road to get to MORLEY FIELD. i was back home by 4:15. i laid in bed till 5am.

i finished a pack of cigarttes last night. i asked someone out on a real date. rather than these fuck sessions that we end up on.
no answer. she's playing the delayed text game.
screw her! i have my shoes

WHY LOU! WHYYYYYYYYYY!

last night i caught lou reed on an old david letterman show. i was about to change the channel when he announced his guests. "oooooooooooooo lou!" i thought to myself. well the first guest came and went and then, LOU. i was mortified to see him sporting a mullet. YES, A FUCKING MULLET! i was stunned. what a horrible puff hanging on the back of his head. like a furry creature hanging on for dear life. i couldn't watch him. i was too distracted by that hair.



i think his version of this magic moment fits this hair soooooooooooo well. all twangy n'shit.

shudder to think

it's all about shudder to think tonight. No RM. 9, Kentucky GA!I LOVE THIS SONG... my favorite line; "tongue kiss through the kitchen screen. by 3am the pill bottle top will have come undone"

i almost had a orgasm

i almost had an shoe orgasm today... i went shoe and sunglass shopping. i found that pair of anna sui sunglasses :-) i was being cheap today and stopped in to a D.S.W. they had prada shoes on sale for $100. i have large feet depending on the style of shoe i'm a 9 1/2-10. so when i saw the sale sign i almost jizzed my self. unfortunately i found one pair of mules that i liked. but i don't wear mules :-( i did strut around in them for a minute. ahhh that felt good!

the replacements

the replacements... i'm not sure i'm in love with them yet. they do kick a little ass. i do love that leaf patten. they have this old lady charm to them.

pomegranate

last night i came home to find a nicely drunken ubu. i had three drinks from this bottle. charlie and ubu polished the rest off.
he grabs the few grocaries i've brought home and asks to christen the vodka. well, he fixes himself a new drink. i also stocked the freezer. yum
somewhere in the middle he decided to crack open a pomegranate. at one point he started shoveling hand full of pomegranate seeds into his mouth. he had the most peculiar drunken grin on his face while doing this. there were pomegranate seeds stuck on his face, on the floor, all over the counter. his hands were covered in juice. he kept saying "isn't the color of tis pomagante beautiful. wow! it's sooooo red!" hee hee he said tis! then a very drunk ubu went to be at 10:30pm.

me on the other hand couldn't sleep. at about 3:15am i put my clothes back on and went for a drive. i was going to chronicle the 3 am drive with pictures. unfortunately i only took this one image (me leaving my building. i love the frosty haze from the lights) the batteries died. p.s. i haven't thrown out that oatmeal yet. i'm doing an experiment with it...LOL!

that's some fucked oatmeal

i can't read directions for shit... i swear the box said one and a half cups of water. NOPE! it said 1/2 a cup... it looks wrong and it tastes even worse. BLAH!

i fell asleep with my make up on.

good morning...i was awaken by the tree trimmers. i had an interesting night last night. ubu and i decided to get a bite to eat at KAZUMI, my favorite sushi place. when we arrived there they were still closed. they close down for lunch everyday from 2pm to 4:30pm. i looked at my phone for the time. it was 4:14. we could wait 15min or go over to BOMBAY for indian. we walked the twenty feet over to BOBMAY. guess what...they were closed as well. at this point my tummy was growling and so was my ubu's. he suggested we walk another twenty or so feet over to PIZZA NOVA. i nodded and we off again. guess what..they had butcher paper covering the tables and a set of crayons. HEE HEE...i was already drawing a big green vagina when the waitress came to take our order. i had the pizza nova (salmon, capers, red onions and goat cheese) and he had the biggest meatball sandwich i'd ever seen. we finished up our meal and head over to IKEA. yes, i ikea again. we just find our selves picking up batteries and light bulbs there. while in the ikea market place martha calls me. she's on her way home from a meeting with a client. she's frustrated and wants to hang out. i suggested the EAGLE. for some pool, drinks and grace jones. she gives me a hell yeah! i meet martha at her home at about 7:30pm. we hung out till about 8pm and we were off to the eagle. including the bartender there were 6 people in the bar. i love it when the dive bar is empty. i get control of the jukebox. martha picks up the first round her beer and a screwdriver for me. while martha sets up the pool table i pump quarters into the jukebox. my picks grace jones. depeche mode, david bowie, patsy cline, etta james, jimmy hendrix. then martha pops up behind me... she wants madonna and pink. ewww...not the mood i was going for... nothing wrong with pink and madonna. i just didn't really want to get the party started at that moment and my ray of light went down with the sun. so i relinquish my control of the jukebox to her. i broke first. OMG! i sucked at pool last night... my brake was shit and i kept missing my shots. at least i didn't knock any balls off the table and across the bar. we finish the first game and are now on our second when martha's phone rings. it's her church friends. we've been invited to meet them at 6 degrees. apparently they're all having a blast. we shoot a couple more balls and finish up our drinks. we're off for 6 degrees. we enter the bar and it's karaoke night. soooooo not my thing but i'm there. as long as i don't sing and get another screwdriver in me i'm fine. martha introduces me to all of her church friends. everybody's hovering over the song book picking there song. while i'm trying to get the bartenders attention. after 15min she finally heads over to me. i get my screwdriver and she apologizes for taking forever. she's even made it with the good vodka.... yummy! as the night progresses i need a cigaret. i head outside and fetch my pack from the car. i chain smoke two. the twang i hear from the the inside call my attention back in. IT'S MARTHA! she's singing some god awful country song. i only caught half of it. i greeted her with a composed smile, i was laughing so hard inside. because i've never seen her sing before. then she announced that i had to sing. i politely said no thanks not my thing. she said i had to. i again said no. when she turned around to one of her friends and said "we have to get drella to sing she's shy and it'll help her self esteem..." ooooooooooooooooooooooooh i'm miffed at that remark. i've never thought i've had low self esteem. i think i've got balls. i quiet and secretive but i don't suffer from low self esteem. then i think ; o.k. martha's been drinking and she can be a bit abrasive at times. it's just the alcohol. just let it go. so now i have two people on my case about singing. they choose a song to sing as a group. so i can hide behind everyone. my reaction YEAH RIGHT! i am so negative at this point. these people think i'm a poor girl suffering from a shyness and low self esteem issue. GREAT! at this point i'm done. i just want out. a few more people sing and i'm getting back to my usual smiley self. when martha ticks off carol. she's on a roll tonight. that's when carol asks me to dance. i take her hand and were off for a dance. i let her know that she's going to have to lead because i don't know have to dance to this disco shit. she laughs and she proceeds to have some type of seizure move on the dance floor. i follow her lead. so were both having these seizures on the dance floor. LOL! that was fun. well the night concludes. i drop off martha. .i'm back at home with the drunk hungries. i polish off the rest of my pizza, have a ciggy and crash... and i've awoken with this stuff still on my face

i'm such a sucker

i'm such a sucker for pussy. i leave you with this. beach and missing pants...

soon i'll feel the beads trickling down my face...

a few words.

i'm feeling blue... i feel stupid. i feel let down. i feel taken advantage of. i feel loss. i feel angry. i feel lost. i feel like a walking corps... i feel ike crying. she makes me feel like a fool. i know better. i still let myself get wraped up in the potential. i guess i just want something. just like everyone else. i'm alone tonight and i care. i'm hurt in an empty slilent home.

ok i think i've figured it out. i think blogger isn't picking stuff i've resized in photo shop...ummm shit how am i going to fix that... shit it might not read the updated version...
"pink shoe" by me 99 cent store finger paint on cardboard

blogger isn't picking up photos again... arggggg!

fuck yeah!!!

my ubu is writing again ;-)

poor ricardo

so sorry ricardo. i didn't mean to exclude you from dia de los muertos. here's two of his.
i love that bride

my poor fingers...

i really fucked up my hand last night. my pointer finger is so tender. i rubbed off my fingerprint. i sliced it too. just so you know soy sauce burns real bad when you get in a cut. i screamed like a wussy. too top it all off my thighs hurt from squatting for three hours last night. i'm glad they're (fingers) no longer purple. the sad part no finger fun with that hand till it heals... LOL!

Feliz dia de los muertos

Five friends, lots of chalk, and many raw fingers later. Ah, good stuff.
I'll post more later, but enjoy these images from tonight.