somebroad

Cheap Beer=Fun !

well thank you for the compliment! i saw vagina daquiri too! damn lesbians!
oh yeah, and...

H-O-T! HHHHOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!! i wanna a taste. that better not be you know who!

Sounds like you had lots of fun! Lucky!

Thanks for the comment, it really made my day. Nothing makes me happier then putting a smile on someone else's face. (Sometimes, even if they are laughing at my expense...) I hope all is well.

It's ok if you're cryptic and you don't need to share your 'sob' stories if you don't want to. Honestly, I don't mind if you do, but I imagine it gets exhausting on your part; just dealing with it on you own is enough to handle, but having to repeat and relate the idiosyncrasies of your life with others can get to be too much (like me trying to explain why I have so much trouble "progressing" in life, it's complicated and I'm not entirely sure if it's healthy). Sure, one shouldn't bottle things up, communication often alleviates the stress related to most problems, but sometimes dwelling on a them for too long can be stagnating and counterproductive (and don't I know it)... Fwew! Got that out of the way! (Sorry) I guess one cryptographic reference deserves another.

For a look at what's been going on down here, check my journal, I'm updating soon. Thanks again for "stopping by".

Anger is my favorite stage right now. I'm generally just fucking pissed off lately.

Ooh, hope the fair was fun.

Yes, so how did the fair fare (and which one are you talking about?) If you didn't get enough of freeks and geeks this last week, you could always try to hit up the Comic Con down in San Diego this weekend. I've never been to one, but I hear it's actually kind of fun. There's even rumor of a Suicide Girls booth featuring REAL, LIVE Suicide Girls (amid the wannabe Jedis, Klingons and WIzards).

I wish you a nice weekend sweetie.

I'm starting to think that most people aren't the people they think they are. And for the most part people are much better people than they think.

So unless you're put stealing kittens and burning old folks homes... I'd say it's fairly safe to assume that you're actually a better person than you see yourself as.

I had this conversation a few times with other people over the weekend. Everyone has their issues, but as I was confident in telling them they are really amazing people- I'm also confident in telling you. Even though I may only you know you from a few years of journal entries.

I know who I really am, I just refuse to admit it!

Hmm, sounds like you need some great money making ideas. That or a higher paying job. Sigh... I know where you're coming from. Everyone can save money, it's simple, but those damn pesky bills and unexpected expenses take big bites out of the daily toiling in the salt mine. Also, it takes takes too damn long to get a good roll of dough going. And if you want to just *gasp* spend money on yourself, forget about it (that's what credit cards are for!) Going into debt a problem? Mortgage the house. Gone bankrupt? I hear there are some nice cardboard boxes for let under the freeway bridges... Ok, back to reality here. So they say patience is a virtue, but then how the hell are you supposed to live, especially if you try and live every day as if it were your last. Since there's no such thing a money tree, maybe you could invest in producing some sort of "cash crop". Personally, I'd opt for being a hemp farmer. Yeah, I know it's illegal, but it's just so versatile and easily grown. It really could pay off in the future, but fuck if it isn't illegal. As long as you're willing to play the odds though, I guess you might as well go for broke... You could be like Nancy Botwin and be the next pot queen of suburbia (just try to avoid getting into bed with the DEA). Me, I don't think I could hack it, the whole dealer to jail bitch thing creeps me out. Scratch that, maybe you could write a book. Some people actually have made some money this way, but most don't. To win the Pulitzer, you'll have to come up with something new and original. Something you know your audience will love and come back, begging for more. The thing is you've got to know what people really want. Take money, everyone wants more then they've got, especially if they need it, and direly when they owe it (or Guido is gonna take out your kneecaps). Oh right, back to money and books (maybe you could be a bookie, you know, keep the ledger straight, hide the illicit accounting, and skim a little cash for yourself - everybody wins!) Oh, right. Jail, kneecaps or even worse, paper cuts! Ok, now I'm stuck on books and money (thanks). Hmm. I know. You could write a book on how to make money! I can see it now: *wavy flash back-forward effect*

Your Money Or Your Kneecaps: The Down and Out Guide To Making Cash And Keeping The Loan Sharks Away

By: Some Broad (Forward Written By Funny Guy, Steve Martin)

Chapter 1. Write a book about how to make money...

Chapter 2. Write a book about how you got rich by writing a book about how to make money.

Chapter 3. There, you're rich, who the hell gives a crap about what's in the rest of this book?

Chapter 4. A scintillating and steamy essay on compounded interest, mutual investment accounts, money markets, bond trading, and panda bears.

Chapter 5. Screw Chapter 5, just make sure that the book is always checked out from the local library.

Chapter 6. Insert very gratuitous picture of Gary Shandling eating a ham sandwich and a danish.

(I keep imagining his creepy head weaving back and forth here, weird).

Chapter 7. Peccadillos and Vices, The Question To All Of Life's Answers

And so on and so forth... Wow, this has become a dissertation on I'm not sure what. Holy hell, it's late! I've got to get to sleep. Take care and try to keep smiling. Bye for now.