those have been few and far between. those of you playing the home version are WELL aware of this. so, you can put a big "W" on today's scoreboard.
first off, when Husband got up today, we watched a really funny movie. and i don't normally laugh out loud at most movies, but this one had me LAFFIN! it was called Without a Paddle . and i mean, if you don't love Seth Green anyway...
so yeah, movies were good. the quality time was better. and that, my friends, does not suck!
so, after H went off to work, i took a really long hot soapy shower. it had been chilly around here... and the shower was extra hot. and THAT did not suck either.
i then was off to run my errand. my one. it was to get a doo-hickey for H's playstation. it helps him link up to the satellites and makes the players in his games hit a million foot homeruns and shit. it's WAY cool.
so, on my way, i called allie and we giggled as i drove. as i pulled into Best Buy, i stopped allie in the middle of her funny ass words to let her know that it was now, in fact, SNOWING. yes, ladies and germs... SNOWING. it was 60 yesterday. she informed me that "snow is wrong" and i had to agree.
while i was sitting in the parking lot, discussing the wrongness of the snow, a lady got out of her vehicle and as she turned around, i thought she had sat in something. but no, she was a victim of AssWords. you know, these name brand designers emblazoning the name of their clothing line on the ASS of the pants they sell. and since i am NOT a name brand whore, i do NOT understand this phenomenon. or would it be a compulsion?
anyway... i voiced my thoughts to allie and she made the remark that if she were to "wear pants like that, they could write the whole preamble on it" at which point i snorted, and choked at the same time. becauuuuuse.....
- her ass is SO not big.
- she used the word "preamble" in a sentence
- she used it correctly
- then not only brought it to my attention,
- but then wanted a check - plus - plus for it
- i gave her a gold star too
i then informed her that the preamble is not something you do BEFORE you mosey.
after the laughter subsided about that.... she then made some joke about jesus and the passover meal. and how she almost said sader... and that led us into a whole other tangent about the Psychic Prophet was the Prophet Ouija. (get it, like a ouija board, but rhymes with elijah, ahhhhh nevermind.)
we hung up and i went inside to get his alien homing device. i left there, went and got something to eat, and decided to make a few stops on my original quest i started when i moved here. i am addicted to RockStar energy drink. and i have YET to find it here in amarillo. i don't know if its a mean trick they are playing on me.. or what, but i have been unlucky in my quest.
so, i stopped at a gas station on my way home. no luck. i went to the next one down the road and as i walked inside, i made some comment about, "i thought it was supposed to be spring"
the kid behind the counter dryly says "it IS spring, hmmmph"
now, don't get all pissy with me there, Swifty. just because your daffodils haven't bloomed because Mother Nature is dinking around with the weather patterns like a plaything, does NOT mean you can take out your aggressions on me. so, i went to look for my beverage. and STILL no luck. as i turned to leave, he asked me what i was looking for. i told him and he directed me to a place that "might" have them.
a ray of hope?
a shining beacon in my otherwise gloomy path?
i'm OUTTA here. i even left a small puff of dust as i ran out the door.
i get to the place where the nectar of A.D.D. might be... and i realized i was holding my breath.
please? please? give me a break... just this once.
and there they were. just waiting for me. 2 rows. all for me.... don't worry, momma will take you home. i grabbed 5 cans like a drunk would grab 79 cent old milwaukee 32oz cans. i walked up the counter proudly and then started to feel a little like i should look more strung out, for the sake of the video cameras. so i fidgeted a lot.. and looked around a lot. yeah, that oughtta give someone a laugh.
so, the quest is not over. i just need to find somewhere closer to my house to get them. instead of driving 4.3 miles to the Pak and Sak ( i love when convenience stores misspell... its not like they are being "convenient" by not using all the letters, they are encouraging illiteracy)
but i'm home. and i am partyin like a Rock Star.
well, drinking like one, at least.