Yep…it’s that time again. My latest yarn on all things nookie related is out, about and ready to be read by all you perverts out there. Kidding! Well, it is ready to read, but you don’t have to be a pervert (though I KNOW most of you are!) Feel free to pop on over the The Acquiring Man magazine for my monthly column.
Beyond me trying to help you get some knickers on the floor, let’s see what else is going on around here while I’m plagued with insomnia.
Things I was thinking about last night while laying in bed begging God (and sleeping pills) to help me sleep:
If I don’t stop thinking about work I’m going to hang myself. (Yeah…kept thinking about work for a while…and then these thoughts came and distracted me.)
Why can’t I have two otters in the pool in the backyard? That would make my life complete.
I’m not sure I’ll ever understand why God made oil, butter, cream, cheese and Italian deli meats so fattening? Why can’t it all be healthy like broccoli? Was it just to test us? Ugh!
I wonder if my teddy bears talk and run around while I’m gone? I sometimes come home and they’ve moved–how can that happen? Are the kitties playing with them?
I wonder just how much information my hamster’s brain actually processes. Ahhh…to be a hamster for one minute.
What am I going to wear to my class reunion in a couple of weeks? I hate my clothes!
Crap…gotta get my hair dyed as NOW I HAVE FUCKING GRAY HAIRS! (Okay, gray hair–singular, but still.)
Maybe I’ll head to Macy’s and see if I can find something pretty to wear. Man, I hate shopping.
I wish Clark Color would put their wall art on sale again. I’m NOT paying full price. Nope, not gonna happen.
I hope my sister likes all her insane birthday presents.
Why have so many people stopped pronouncing consonants in words? It’s not “di’in’t” it’s fucking “diDn’t.” Kill me.
UFFF! Cat jumped dead center onto my left boob. OUCH!
I wonder if the cat does that shit on purpose? I may have to kill her.
Dammit, now I’m never going to go to sleep–cat scratch on nip.
I love FrootLoops. I want some right now. (So, I go get a dry bowl of them…)
Shit…the crunching is waking up the man. Gotta let them soak in my mouth til mushy, then chew. Eww…not so good. (Went and sat in the floor in the hall to finish eating them.)
Yep, those are my 3am ramblings. Sorry you had to suffer through them too!!
Have a great weekend. I’ve been on my computer for about 70 hours this week and I have to put it down for at least a few hours or I’m going to become unpleasant. XOXOXO
So this nightmarish, pissing me off, wanna take a bat to it computer is off to the shop tomorrow! Woo hoo!
Sorry I’ve been so utterly unavailable, but typing with my left hand only (I’m right handed) while I hold the power cord in with my right hand SUCKS DONKEY BALLS! Once I get my computer back, I too will be back with a vengeance and you’ll all want to run for your lives!
To bid you adieu for a short time, I’m going to leave you with a little video treat of me and my hamster. It’s only about 90 seconds and it builds to the final payoff at the end (unlike porn where the climax comes early–no pun intended!).
Enjoy my furry little friend and I’ll talk to you all when I get my ‘puter back.
HUGS and TONS OF LOVE!
Oh and forgive the ungodly mess and all the squished teddy bears in the floor! This is the room where we are storing everything as we remodel the living room, so it is not pretty. Not pretty at all.
I am NOT OLD, dammit, but I barely knew ONE FRIGGIN’ song being sung on American Idol the last two nights. What the hell is going on here? Is there a conspiracy to make me feel out of touch with what the kids are up to these days? Oh God. I said, “the kids.” Okay. I’m old.
American Idol is better when you have 2 things: 1) Frozen chocolate icing on a spoon 2) A fast-forward button.
I am lazier than I thought as I have remote controls on half the lights in my house so I don’t have to move to turn one on or off.
Then again, I’m not particularly lazy as I do bust my butt doing a million things a day. Okay, I’m lazy about lights. I can live with that. Oh, and dishes too. And washing the sheets. And vacuuming. Okay, kinda lazy.
I truly love my doppelganger, crazy as a shit-house rat hamster. She is truly entertaining and nutso cuckoo.
I dislike stepping in cat puke. Did it twice today in bare feet. Ick. I wiped it off with a paper towel and then used anti-bacterial wash from Bath & Body Works. Think that was good enough?
Oh, and I found one of those age progression sites where they’ll take a pic of you and turn you into an old lady. Here’s what my old ass probably looks like to those teeny boppers singing all those songs that I’ve never heard of before.
Okay, that’s it for What Jodi Learned (or Pondered) Today.