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"M.I.A"

Song of the Day: Thiller by Michael Jackson (That's because a school was trying to break a world record by having a dance a thon and doing all the moves. How come my school didn't do cool shit like that??

Hey. Not much going on. God, it's February. It didn't SEEM to move fast but it did. Wow. Not really much happened. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN still giddy with excitement from hearing Jodeci live but no. First, they "Postpone" the Anaheim date AGAIN. Of course AFTER I buy my NON REFUNDABLE plane ticket. Fine. I'll just go to the Vegas show the following date. So I put in the change at work (which I had to work 10 days in a row to get). On day 3 of 10 they CANCEL the Vegas show. FUCKING A. I just can't win. So last Friday, when I SHOULD HAVE BEEN in Vegas, I try to take the fucking ticket back to Macy's. Well, I wanted to go shopping with the refund money and needed to do it at Arrowhead so, dumbass me, went to the Macy's there, formerly the Evil Store. Errgg. Whatever. I just wanted my fucking money. So I go. AND OF COURSE I DON'T GET MY REFUND!!!! I have to go back to the store where I got it. I should have just lied and said I didn't remember and give me my shit especially since the bitch at the desk was taking forever on the phone. I should call tomorrow and complain and ask to speak to the Amazon Bitch Store Manager. Oh well.

I really should go put some pants on. I just spilled soda all over myself and didn't bother finding some new ones. And it's really cold here. Oh well.

So for the first time in a LONG time I did something I normally wouldn't do. I hope it pans out but I figure if it doesn't hey at least I did SOMETHING instead of just standing around like I always do. We shall see. Maybe this is the start of something good too. Doing.

So for the past 4 months I have had this stupid whitehead/cyst thing under my skin right in the middle of my forehead. Well last week the fucker decides to finally rise and turns in the biggest, grosses, thing ever. You would think that my $65 tube of face stuff would have helped with it not turning into this but no. It took all I had not to bust that fucker but I didn't. Yay for self control. But at least when it rose, the stuff helped dry it up. It's now a just a spot and HOPEFULLY I won't have a scar. Which I really hate.

OK right now I am watching interviews from last weeks Suns beat down of the Spurs and they are talking to Tim Duncan. He REALLY looks like he's on something. I don't know if it's because the camera is all up in his face or what but he is all all wide eyed. OK so now they are interviewing Leandro Barbosa and he is so not my type but they are interviewing him in the locker room, fresh from the shower and OMG that boy has a BANGIN' body!! Nothing but muscles and smoothness. Oh yeah. Makes me think doing bad things to him. Damn. Oh. Now they are talking to that phony ass flopper Ginobili. Just Just shut the fuck up and go back to Argentina. Oh yeah. Take Frenchy's ass (Tony Parker) with you. Oh I fucking hate him. Yeah, you want to know what turned the game around? Your dirty play of kneeing Amare in the balls, pissing him and the crew the fuck off, that's what turned the game around dumb ass. You are so lucky Amare didn't get ghetto and start beating the shit out of you.

After the game, Leroy saw me on MySpace and called me. He's so funny. I really miss talking to him. I felt bad because he asked about C2 and I just started crying. I really hate doing that to my friends and I told him that but he said it was ok. He is doing good. He and his boyfriend are good and he is almost done with school. I'm really glad he's happy.

So a few weeks ago was the Justin Timberlake weekend. I call it that because it consisted of his concert and movie Alpha Dog with Michelle and Kai. That was ok. I really wasn't expecting much from the movie but it was surprisingly ok. I knew it was based on a true story but I didn't know the whole story. And while I was not buying THUG JUSTIN he did ok. Two days later was his concert. It was a good show but it is still Justin. And actually it was pretty good. He sang THE SHIT out of my favorite song on FutureSex/LoveSong, Until The End of Time and I almost gave him props. UNTIL THE 20+ minute INTERMISSION! WTF? What concerts have an intermission now days? Timbaland came out to promote his new shit was what that was all about. At that time I was switching seats with Michelle who was sitting with Tracey and missed most of it which was good because apparently they showed the video for the song which disses Janet Jackson! NELLY FURTADO IS IN IT! I am so heartbroken that she would do that!! But had I seen that for myself I really think I would have jumped the wall and rushed the stage to beat me some Timberbitch ass. I didn't find that out til after the concert but what REALLY set me off was him singing Gone. OH HELL NO! OK you left that group to move on to "bigger and more grown up things" so you don't get to sing that shit. I don't give a fuck if you wrote it either. For YEARS, Paul McCartney and John Lennon didn't sing any of stuff they did with The Beatles and that was A LOT OF STUFF! Oh he pissed me off. I just kept yelling at him and after that I really couldn't enjoy the rest of the show. Well that reason and my feet were REALLY killing me. I decided to wear my new too cute clearance heels and THAT was such a dumb idea. By the time the concert was over, I could barely walk. Thank goodness I had my other shoes in the car. After dropping Tracey's no fun having ass off at her ex's the rest of us went to Denny's where we had THE BEST OLD LADY waitress telling us all these awesome perverted jokes!

So I am watching this biography on Duke Ellington and OMG what a prick he was!! He had this one piano player named Billy Strayhorne basically write all of his music and didn't give him ANY CREDIT or props. WTF?!?! Wow. Billy goes to France to work with Orson Wells do this play and Eartha Kitt is the star but Billy doesn't get to do it because Orson Wells got obsessed with Eartha Kitt!! Who knew Orson Wells had the jungle fever?? Oh damn! He was gay too! Black, gay, AND IN THE 1960's!! That is some major stuff! God, I love stuff like this! Yeah, it's totally nerdy but I don't care.

I really should go to bed because I have to work in a few hours and I KNOW it's going to be a bitch of a day because they are demoting one of the other assistants like me and she is going to fucking flip. I can see it now. But really she had it coming. She fucks around (too much), she doesn't take all the calls she should, and she's been mouthing off to one of the cranky ass supervisors. She really just needs to shut up and then she'll be left alone but she has A BIG MOUTH. I like her and all but sometimes I just want to tell her to shut the hell up.

Errg. I don't have any jeans for my jeans day at work. Oh well. Just will wear the fuzzy purple pants. All I really care about is wearing the tennis shoes or sandels. It It suppose to be 80 degrees here later. WTF. It was BELOW FREEZING level about a week and a half ago! Stupid groundhog.

So this astronaut going around plotting murders has me wondering: is space really the final frontier to that big nut house on Earth? You gotta wonder....

OH!! So Yahoo pics decided to stop being fucking crap and unlocked all of my pics and there is a bunch of new ones up AND EVERYONE (all 3 of you that read this still!) can go leave comments!! Yay! Go lock and judge away! : )

OK off to bed!


	February 08, 2007 at 4:52 a.m. "M.I.A" Song of the Day: Thiller by Michael Jackson (That's because a school was trying to break a world record by having a dance a thon and doing all the moves. How come my school didn't do cool shit like that?? Hey. Not much going on. God, it's February. It didn't SEEM to move fast but it did. Wow. Not really much happened. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN still giddy with excitement from hearing Jodeci live but no. First, they "Postpone" the Anaheim date AGAIN. Of course AFTER I buy my NON REFUNDABLE plane ticket. Fine. I'll just go to the Vegas show the following date. So I put in the change at work (which I had to work 10 days in a row to get). On day 3 of 10 they CANCEL the Vegas show. FUCKING A. I just can't win. So last Friday, when I SHOULD HAVE BEEN in Vegas, I try to take the fucking ticket back to Macy's. Well, I wanted to go shopping with the refund money and needed to do it at Arrowhead so, dumbass me, went to the Macy's there, formerly the Evil Store. Errgg. Whatever. I just wanted my fucking money. So I go. AND OF COURSE I DON'T GET MY REFUND!!!! I have to go back to the store where I got it. I should have just lied and said I didn't remember and give me my shit especially since the bitch at the desk was taking forever on the phone. I should call tomorrow and complain and ask to speak to the Amazon Bitch Store Manager. Oh well. I really should go put some pants on. I just spilled soda all over myself and didn't bother finding some new ones. And it's really cold here. Oh well. So for the first time in a LONG time I did something I normally wouldn't do. I hope it pans out but I figure if it doesn't hey at least I did SOMETHING instead of just standing around like I always do. We shall see. Maybe this is the start of something good too. Doing. So for the past 4 months I have had this stupid whitehead/cyst thing under my skin right in the middle of my forehead. Well last week the fucker decides to finally rise and turns in the biggest, grosses, thing ever. You would think that my $65 tube of face stuff would have helped with it not turning into this but no. It took all I had not to bust that fucker but I didn't. Yay for self control. But at least when it rose, the stuff helped dry it up. It's now a just a spot and HOPEFULLY I won't have a scar. Which I really hate. OK right now I am watching interviews from last weeks Suns beat down of the Spurs and they are talking to Tim Duncan. He REALLY looks like he's on something. I don't know if it's because the camera is all up in his face or what but he is all all wide eyed. OK so now they are interviewing Leandro Barbosa and he is so not my type but they are interviewing him in the locker room, fresh from the shower and OMG that boy has a BANGIN' body!! Nothing but muscles and smoothness. Oh yeah. Makes me think doing bad things to him. Damn. Oh. Now they are talking to that phony ass flopper Ginobili. Just Just shut the fuck up and go back to Argentina. Oh yeah. Take Frenchy's ass (Tony Parker) with you. Oh I fucking hate him. Yeah, you want to know what turned the game around? Your dirty play of kneeing Amare in the balls, pissing him and the crew the fuck off, that's what turned the game around dumb ass. You are so lucky Amare didn't get ghetto and start beating the shit out of you. After the game, Leroy saw me on MySpace and called me. He's so funny. I really miss talking to him. I felt bad because he asked about C2 and I just started crying. I really hate doing that to my friends and I told him that but he said it was ok. He is doing good. He and his boyfriend are good and he is almost done with school. I'm really glad he's happy. So a few weeks ago was the Justin Timberlake weekend. I call it that because it consisted of his concert and movie Alpha Dog with Michelle and Kai. That was ok. I really wasn't expecting much from the movie but it was surprisingly ok. I knew it was based on a true story but I didn't know the whole story. And while I was not buying THUG JUSTIN he did ok. Two days later was his concert. It was a good show but it is still Justin. And actually it was pretty good. He sang THE SHIT out of my favorite song on FutureSex/LoveSong, Until The End of Time and I almost gave him props. UNTIL THE 20+ minute INTERMISSION! WTF? What concerts have an intermission now days? Timbaland came out to promote his new shit was what that was all about. At that time I was switching seats with Michelle who was sitting with Tracey and missed most of it which was good because apparently they showed the video for the song which disses Janet Jackson! NELLY FURTADO IS IN IT! I am so heartbroken that she would do that!! But had I seen that for myself I really think I would have jumped the wall and rushed the stage to beat me some Timberbitch ass. I didn't find that out til after the concert but what REALLY set me off was him singing Gone. OH HELL NO! OK you left that group to move on to "bigger and more grown up things" so you don't get to sing that shit. I don't give a fuck if you wrote it either. For YEARS, Paul McCartney and John Lennon didn't sing any of stuff they did with The Beatles and that was A LOT OF STUFF! Oh he pissed me off. I just kept yelling at him and after that I really couldn't enjoy the rest of the show. Well that reason and my feet were REALLY killing me. I decided to wear my new too cute clearance heels and THAT was such a dumb idea. By the time the concert was over, I could barely walk. Thank goodness I had my other shoes in the car. After dropping Tracey's no fun having ass off at her ex's the rest of us went to Denny's where we had THE BEST OLD LADY waitress telling us all these awesome perverted jokes! So I am watching this biography on Duke Ellington and OMG what a prick he was!! He had this one piano player named Billy Strayhorne basically write all of his music and didn't give him ANY CREDIT or props. WTF?!?! Wow. Billy goes to France to work with Orson Wells do this play and Eartha Kitt is the star but Billy doesn't get to do it because Orson Wells got obsessed with Eartha Kitt!! Who knew Orson Wells had the jungle fever?? Oh damn! He was gay too! Black, gay, AND IN THE 1960's!! That is some major stuff! God, I love stuff like this! Yeah, it's totally nerdy but I don't care. I really should go to bed because I have to work in a few hours and I KNOW it's going to be a bitch of a day because they are demoting one of the other assistants like me and she is going to fucking flip. I can see it now. But really she had it coming. She fucks around (too much), she doesn't take all the calls she should, and she's been mouthing off to one of the cranky ass supervisors. She really just needs to shut up and then she'll be left alone but she has A BIG MOUTH. I like her and all but sometimes I just want to tell her to shut the hell up. Errg. I don't have any jeans for my jeans day at work. Oh well. Just will wear the fuzzy purple pants. All I really care about is wearing the tennis shoes or sandels. It It suppose to be 80 degrees here later. WTF. It was BELOW FREEZING level about a week and a half ago! Stupid groundhog. So this astronaut going around plotting murders has me wondering: is space really the final frontier to that big nut house on Earth? You gotta wonder.... OH!! So Yahoo pics decided to stop being fucking crap and unlocked all of my pics and there is a bunch of new ones up AND EVERYONE (all 3 of you that read this still!) can go leave comments!! Yay! Go lock and judge away! : ) OK off to bed!