I'd "Stewart his Rod" anyday....

Who doesn't love a little eighties music in the afternoon?! I know I do.  Nothing like a gut wrenching ballad to end my work day.  Fuck you Pandora. 

(Just in case you speak spanish, I didn't want you to miss this...)

My thoughts are all over the place today.  So here goes nothin.

Sceet, my guy friend that I told you about, won like $500 on a sign in today at the one bar I work at.  I plan on forcing him to buy me a drink and some fried food with endless dipping sauces, because, well I love dipping sauces and I love drinks, especially when they are free.  Free is my favorite flavor. 

I am semi feeling like myself today- smart ass, witty, sarcastic bitch instread of morbid, depressed, sucidal, manic bitch.  I guess there is something to be said for the sun being out.  I'm sure in less than 20 minutes of writing this something will fuck it up. 

I really need to pimp my blog out.  Or at least keep up on it, finish the 30 days, and add the other entries to the 30 days page.  That seems like so much work.  Far too much for today.  Yawn. 


My friend Barb is going through a REALLY rough time and could loose her house. She is one of the sweetest bloggers and her kind words have really helped me out through my drama.  I was thinking today that people have so little faith in each other, most are convinced that "bloggers" are creepers who live in their parents basements and watch kiddue porn all day, however I can assure I am not.  & I don't think Barb is. ;) I was then thinking, if every one of us just donated a dollar to her, in blind faith, she could save her house.  Now, let's think about this logically, it's a fuckin dollar.  I probably dropped a dollar out of my purse in change just walking from my car into my office.  So in the off chance that Barb is some raging homocidal maniac, all you really gave her was a dollar.   No. Big. Deal. Right?  I know you are thinking, well if we all give her dollars she will have more than just one dollar! It's a scam Fool! Think of it this way, we shell out money for killer whales and charites that we can barely spell let alone understand their financials.  I think I'll start giving out more dollars. To the people that really need it.  & Dogs, cause you know how I feel about abandon animals lately. 



Wow that was really random.  Told you. 
I hope Rod made you as excited as he made me. (in my pants naturally)

It's ok. You don't have to explain.  Believe me I know how you feel.  People like us will never experience this sexiness though.  Just let it go, girl!