"I am the terror that flaps in the night."
I know I never update, but I never feel the need to. My friend God (Lisa) commented a few days ago that my life must be too important to update about on ye old lj/myspace/facebook/suicide girls/which ever on-line blogging tool I desire to post on. I would not call it important so much as mundane. I have seen/ heard a few things over the course of the past few weeks to write about them now, I suppose.
-I was at Meijer a few days ago picking up some yogurt and Budget Gourmets and while waiting in line I started sizing up the couple in front of me. Girl and guy between 16 and 18, both incredibly fake tanned and Abercrombied out. The girl had on too much eye-liner and the guys collar was popped too high, providing a protective barrier for his massive amounts of curly brown hair that he kept under his pre-destroyed baseball cap. They were all over each other to the point of vomiting. What were they purchasing? KY. The amusement must have shown on my face because she looked at me a few times with a puzzled expression, but come on! If you are trying to purchase a product for sexual reasons and get away with it without being seen, go to the U-Scan check out isle, NOT the line for people like me who were buying well over 12 items. I bet it lasted only 3 minutes.
-I got a phone number. He was dressed in a suit and tie, glasses, overcoat and scarf, and was probably as old as my mother. He bought me chocolate and called me a good woman all because I changed his watch battery for free. Nic was 3 feet away and clearly not amused as I read the card stating "Thanks again for the great help- Steve 304-xxxx"
-My sister and I beat my parents in Trivial Pursuit: the 20th anniversary edition.
-I purchased a 27 inch tube television for $25.
-Santa brought me a bunch of fun things including Cirque du Soleil tickets, Cumming, Season one of Darkwing Duck, and a new (old) K1000 Pentax camera which really makes me want to go to someplace that I can take multitudes of photos no one but me will care about...like Gettysburg.
And probably the biggest surprise of all
-My fathers side of the family likes Nic. Not that it's hard to like him or should be an issue, but my dads side of the family are notorious for being bitches and assholes, my Grandmother in particular. We went out for a "family dinner" at Skiles in Holland last night where my Aunt Nancy kept commenting on how he was "Her new friend" because they shared the love of Whiskey and brownie corner pieces, and my Aunt Barbara gave him a hug (for the three of you who have met my Aunt Barbara, you know this is a milestone).
I feel like I've gained ground. Today will be spent cleaning, re-arranging furniture, and doing laundry in the comfort of my SpongeBob SquarePants pajama pants.
-Sara
I know I never update, but I never feel the need to. My friend God (Lisa) commented a few days ago that my life must be too important to update about on ye old lj/myspace/facebook/suicide girls/which ever on-line blogging tool I desire to post on. I would not call it important so much as mundane. I have seen/ heard a few things over the course of the past few weeks to write about them now, I suppose.
-I was at Meijer a few days ago picking up some yogurt and Budget Gourmets and while waiting in line I started sizing up the couple in front of me. Girl and guy between 16 and 18, both incredibly fake tanned and Abercrombied out. The girl had on too much eye-liner and the guys collar was popped too high, providing a protective barrier for his massive amounts of curly brown hair that he kept under his pre-destroyed baseball cap. They were all over each other to the point of vomiting. What were they purchasing? KY. The amusement must have shown on my face because she looked at me a few times with a puzzled expression, but come on! If you are trying to purchase a product for sexual reasons and get away with it without being seen, go to the U-Scan check out isle, NOT the line for people like me who were buying well over 12 items. I bet it lasted only 3 minutes.
-I got a phone number. He was dressed in a suit and tie, glasses, overcoat and scarf, and was probably as old as my mother. He bought me chocolate and called me a good woman all because I changed his watch battery for free. Nic was 3 feet away and clearly not amused as I read the card stating "Thanks again for the great help- Steve 304-xxxx"
-My sister and I beat my parents in Trivial Pursuit: the 20th anniversary edition.
-I purchased a 27 inch tube television for $25.
-Santa brought me a bunch of fun things including Cirque du Soleil tickets, Cumming, Season one of Darkwing Duck, and a new (old) K1000 Pentax camera which really makes me want to go to someplace that I can take multitudes of photos no one but me will care about...like Gettysburg.
And probably the biggest surprise of all
-My fathers side of the family likes Nic. Not that it's hard to like him or should be an issue, but my dads side of the family are notorious for being bitches and assholes, my Grandmother in particular. We went out for a "family dinner" at Skiles in Holland last night where my Aunt Nancy kept commenting on how he was "Her new friend" because they shared the love of Whiskey and brownie corner pieces, and my Aunt Barbara gave him a hug (for the three of you who have met my Aunt Barbara, you know this is a milestone).
I feel like I've gained ground. Today will be spent cleaning, re-arranging furniture, and doing laundry in the comfort of my SpongeBob SquarePants pajama pants.
-Sara
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They have us coming at 11 too. Hope Dwin won't mind us being early!
After that I heard nothing for 2 fucking years. I got a notice in the mail that I was being sued for 25,000 by the wife (for loss of life enjoyment and never ending mental and psychical pain) and 25,000 by the husband (for loss of consortium) and my old boss was being sued for 25,000 cuz it was his car, and they were suing their own insurance company for 25,000 for not paying out. Thankfully, my old boss, whom my dad still works for, got a good lawyer and had him take on my part as well at no cost to me. I really need to send him a thank you card.