i love my fuckin job

i love my job. these dumbasses hang up on me but i have caller id. they freeze there accounts but i can still access it. HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! i can get your money!!!!!! just don't make me get uguly!!!!!!! MEOW...

i want to watch gremlins

gizmo is so cute.

KA CRAP!

ok i know you have money but who told you could act. watching 2 minutes of KAZAAM made me want to go cross eyed

but i'd totally wear the god-awful underwear.

RAD!

ubu and i have this habit of chopping up vegetables and placing them in water for easy consumption . he found these hiding in the back of the fridge. RAD iced radishes!!!

look ma! i'm wearing underwear!

i want to hurl tamales at passing cars on the street corner. i want to hear them splat.........ooooooooooh soooooooo bad! wearing very little and my devil tail. my ass looks weird in this picture.

what's the one word that describes pain pleasure hate and love...??????????

wraped in plastic

i love wrapping people in plastic. it doesn't matter what kind of plastic it is. my favorite and easiest is wrapping someone up in cling wrap from the pantry. the cheap stuff from the 0.99 store works the best. i guess it's having to apply the layers on to the person that drew me in. my mind takes little pictures the whole time. i store them i guess to paint them out later.

i smell like mexican

i've spent the last two nights preparing tamales with my mother. 30 pounds of maza later we have about 200 tamales in a house hold of 5. i brought about 20 of them home with me. I FUCKING SMELL LIKE TAMALES! EWWWWWWWWWWWW! i've washed my hands 15 times and the smell won't go away.......

sprinkle rice krispy

why....just why would you do this, it's already to sweet. fucking pot heads!

in response to my new job

yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! i like =-)

sugar packets

sugar packets

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!"

soooooo tired. last night we had a gathering of our favorite people in our home and the big question was "WHERE'S YOUR GIRLFRIEND?" my response as always "SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!"


she's not my girlfriend by me acrylic on canvas

i'm still up

and i look good too.

lunch with my brothers

me at the start of the day

the beaner that cut me off. he even had a jesus fish. (ewww jesus fish)

my mom

the man eating beast that my mom is baby siting

the man eating beasts balls ( i couldn't resist)

the cone full of chocolate chips. i love my brother. this made no sense

take out cone

the group of woman that gave me the stink eye

me at lunch

diego and his many cups

victor protecting his beverage from me. i bet he'd use that fork if i'd provoked him

my brothers at lunch

holiday bjork night

it's a billie holiday vs bjork kind of night. gloomy sunday vs. verandi.

WHAAAAAAAAA?

what happened one minute my site's fine the next it's fucking pink. where'd my links go....where'd my counter go.....why's it fucking pink.....whaaaaaa the.....fuck?

tomatillo sauce

my hands smell like tomatillo sauce.
i'm preparing for tomorrows gathering.

new hair

before
i didn't want to deal with it this morning
look i'm scared of my hair HA HA!
after
oh so refreshed

ooooo i love getting a hair cut. i feel spoiled when i get it done. this morning my hair looked icky. not this afternoon. ahhh it's so light.

peek a boo

i see you!

periwinkle kangaroo

i dreamt i had a kangaroo this morning. the dream ended by the pounding i heard in the living room. all i really remember was that there was construction going on. a very large building was going up. i was walking around with this baby kangaroo in my arms asking people where i could buy a sari. a gentleman that resembled my father pointed over to some shops and i let the kangaroo down so it could hop around for a minute, then i notice i was in this grassy siting area and the kangaroo was hoping around sniffing the people watching the building go up. while i had a conversation with the man. then i knelt down and stretched out my hands and the kangaroo jumped into my arms. we walked over to the shops and asked around for saris. i wasn't speaking more like mumbling my questions. i ended up in this $5 fabric store. i was rummaging through the fabric. then i noticed the shoes. now i was shoe shopping with the kangaroo still in my arms. all of the shoes in the shop were 8 1/2 and 7 1/2. that's all. i got upset because they didn't have my size and the kangaroo comforted me by nudging my cheek with it's nose. then i was warping the kangaroo in different saris. i could find one that match his coloring. he was periwinkle and red. a small hill made of multi colored saris next to us. the ones with gold flecks shined underneath the pile. then i was woken up and thought how are these people braking into the house were on the second floor. HAAAAAAAAA! thanks ubu :-)

pics from the dinner

me looking at the boys
charley and ubu
dr.furious
ubu and his yuck face
rodger
me listening in interest
a really neat picture of charley

i just quit

OOOOOOOOOOO THAT FELT GOOD! it felt so good. i was dancing and singing when i hung up the phone. irrational my ass! obligation to stay! OOOOOOOOOOOOH HELL NO!

my poor tummy

friday
breakfast: 7-11 irish cream coffee (i learned this one in high school along with the smoking)
lunch- 3unagi rolls, 1 california roll, veggie tempura, and sesame chicken
dinner: peanut butter and boysnberry jelly sandwich, four shots of jagermeister and a jager n'coke zero as my chaser, a bottle of water, a handful of flaming hot cheetos (i remeber my face feeling really really warm and wanting to listen to blue velvet over and over again)

saturday
breakfast: mushroom and yellow chile omlete, oj, and turkey bacon
lunch:avacado tomato pickle and swiss cheese sandwich, and white peach flavored water
dinner: two pollo asado enchiladas, dr.peper, chips and slasa,
the drinking: shooterz- screwdriver, screwdriver, cough syryp (black russin with rasberry stoli), screwdriver. riches (aka ricks on 11th whatever!!! impressed DR. FURIOUS by taking off my underwear with out taking off my pants) - screwdriver and shakin my ass with all the goth cuties.
drunk food- a fish taco and a bite of carne asada fries, lots of water (i was peeing all night)

sunday
breakfast: between 1:30pm and 2:00pm the #1 combo lunch special at daphnes (mmmmmm gyros)
the snack: resses peanutbutter cup 3 cigrettes and oragon chai
dinner: kazumi two item combo (includes miso, rice and salad) sushi and yakitori. hot green tea. (the best part of the meal was when our waitress came to take our order and charlie was in the middle of talking about his penis)
the slow down: honeybush red tea, pussy, water (feel bad i ripped that bra to shreds) a glass of milk

my checkered shoes

uh....

uh....turkey bacon??????? umm not chewy and not crispy defiantly salty

Son of a biaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatch.

Da modafucka aint payin me til da fiteeeeeenth.

I stuck at my fuckd up job yo!!!!!

word.

I dare say, Fuck the Gunderson (aka, My Ball-licking Boss).

P.S. Yeah, I threw a calculator and stapler at Manny. Swingline too! Yeah, bare no expense for staplers!

keyoardroke

h2o.....puter...ill...lol....lol!

my ubu and i'm keeping it that way

i spent four hours in my car today. for a meeting i had no need to attend. it was all shit for the new year. like i'm going to be there. thank goodness i'm leaving otherwise i would have to attend the mandatory holiday party and be someone's secret santa. i don't holiday gift giving. the only person i ever give a gift to during this season is my ubu and i'm keeping it that way. yes a mandatory holiday party. it's on a wednesday and i'd have to travel those for hours again. how ridicules is that.

YOU TRANSLATE MY BACK (scowl) YOU DIE!

i have a secret. it's the shit on my back. it's the one year anniversary of this tattoo and no one know what it means. except for me and miss leather '96. she was drunk when she read it. she probably remembers what it reads as something completely different. every woman needs to have at least one secret. mine's on my back. the word SEX is a big eye catcher. dead languages are fun ;-) it's a very privet moment from last year and getting it on to my skin just made me stronger.

what the fuck?

sometimes i check my host to see what people search when they found my site. well this is what these two were looking for. Black transsexuals? i don't remember writing about black transsexuals but ok hope you found them pal...

I QUIT!

i quit i just sent in my resignation to my boss. i feel liberated!!!! woooooohooooo! GAW THAT FELT GOOD. i need a cigarette!