Subservient Chicken

Isn't the internet a fabulous thing? No where else in history could you have found such a fabulous thing as the Subservient Chicken without it. I thought I would be the only person in the world who would have asked him to 'hump' and therefore he wouldn't have a response, but sure enough, he humps.

Decisions Decisions

Potential Boy #7 is coming back on Saturday. Just in time for the End of Season Party. We have talked very very briefly while he's been away. I really need to make a decision about him. He knows that I know he likes me so it's totally up in the air, just waiting for some serious move to be made. I'm not sure I want to date him. I don't really know him very well so I guess I have no real reason not to. I do on the other hand think I want to sleep with him. It's been on my mind a lot ever since he's been gone and I think I might have put it out there in a recent IM.

him (12:38:04 PM): hopefully I will see you sat
me 12:38:15 PM): hopefully I'll be wasted
him (12:38:39 PM): nice...And I will be too tired to take advantage of you...But I can give you a ride home if necessary
me (12:38:57 PM): well maybe you'll need caffeine

OMG, and it just got worse as I'm sitting here writing this Blog he asked me if he should be there and be wide awake. What on earth did I just do? Not that I don't necessarily want to but now I've let him now that. I've lost all the power. So when he does get there and I change my mind its going to be a mess. Why do I put myself into these situations?

:)

I'm in a good mood today. It's rare so I actually need to talk about it. First and foremost I'm wearing a comfortable bra today. It really does make a difference. For those men out there... Imagine your nuts being held by a set of salad tongs. Not tightly, just barely holding on. That is what a bad bra is like. Just picture that.

I got the Escape back. $3000 and a week later, but it's back and better then ever. I guess I just need to learn that driving like I'm at a race track doesn't need to be done on a daily basis. There is no need to accelerate as fast as possible every single time I leave an intersection. There is no need to not wait until the car has come to a complete stop before switching from reverse to drive. While my previous self (me before today) thought that these actions were completely necessary my current self no longer wants to buy a new transmission every 100,000 miles so I will have to learn that these things are not as important I used to think they were. It might take a little getting used to.

As I took Olivia for her morning walk (more like an excuse to get out of the house instead of going to the bathroom as she has recently decided to poop in the house daily instead of the woods) I could actually hear cows. It was that completely still and quiet that I could hear them mooing from 1/4 - 1/2 mile away. It was such an amazing early morning moment but it was completely bittersweet. I hate the sprawl that Dutchess county has been experiencing in the past ten years or so. There used to be 5 or 6 dairy farms with in a 3 mile radius of my house. Now there are two left, the others substituted with developments that include houses that only garish families with a million kids and million dollars can afford. Ok, exaggeration, but still no one needs houses this big, and no county needs this many of them. Go back to Westchester, leave our farms alone.

A pox upon the man who invented the bra

I am wearing a really uncomfortable bra right now. The instant I get home I'm taking it off and ripping it into a million little pieces so that I'm not tempted to wear it again. I am now being extremely crabby due to said bra. Stupid bra...

Crazy Busy

There's been a lot going on the last couple of days. Lucky Star won our play off game so we are in the second round. We actually seriously kicked some serious ass 14-1! That game totally makes up for the ass pounding we took from the Dragons earlier in the season. The guy with the karoake machine didn't show so WAKA Idol was pushed back to this week. But ce la vie. Didn't think you would ever hear me say that huh? Me neither. Hindsight is 20/20. I need to get more of it.

I built the new NY New Deal website this past weekend. I have to say I'm incredibly proud of myself. Its the first site I've built that I really actually like, that actually came out better in real life then I was expecting it to. I'm usually so disappointed in my sites. But check it out and tell me how proud of me you are. http://www.kickball.com/nynewdeal/content.html

Potential Boy #7 is coming home on Saturday so I guess it's time I start figuring out what I may or may not want from him. I guess I don't really know him well enough to determine if I actually want to date him or not. I mean, I guess I have no reason to not at least go out with him once and see how I feel. Or I might just want to screw him because, it's been a while.

Broken

Well, I'm working from home today because the Escape is broken. I hate having to bum rides and I hate even more knowing that I'm broke and going to have to pay for this. I'm in a lot of denial right now and just avoiding thinking about it. Denial is a fabulous place to be. More people just visit me here!

Tonight is the last regular season game of kickball. I can't believe the season is almost over already. I have to run WAKA Idol and sell a ton more season superlatives, message grams and bulletin ads tonight. Well, season superlatives could go off fine as they are, but with 1 message gram and 2 bulletin ads, this end of season GMOT is going to be pretty pathetic. Jeannine and I need to seriously kick some board ass to get this moving! Wish us luck.

Good Lord, It's Hot

It's 98 degrees. Well technically, as we speak it is only about 85 or so but it's supposed to be 98 again today. I don't think I've ever wanted to just pull my own skin off so much in my life. But this heat has made me realize something.

While contemplating my love/ hate relationship with the air conditioner I became aware that for the first time in my life I have all of the modern conveniences I've always wanted. Washer, Dryer, dish washer, air conditioner, bath tub, dog. Ok, those last two aren't exactly new technology or anything, just things I've always wanted and considered necessary for adult life. Never before in any apartment or living situation have I had all of these at the same time. I guess these are the things that come together when you become an adult. AAAHHH, scary. Let's move on to a more juvenile topic of discussion....

I've entered the new century

Pretty lame that considering what I do for a living I've never before felt the need, desire or yearning for my very own blog. Take the combination of tech savvy intelligence and the need to tell everyone my secrets and you would think I would have been a born blogger. Never the less, here at the ripe ol' age of 27 I'm just starting to do something that kids a 1/3 my age are already deeply involved in. And so this is my blog...

Last night was kickball. We tied Pam's Rockstar's 1-1. I'll take the tie. Better then a loss. I think the only reason we didn't rock it out was because we didn't do our Schweaty Balls cheer. Ken yelled at me and told me to "hustle" which only reconfirms my decision to break it off with him. That was definetly the correct decision.

Many plans were made at the bar following the game. There wasn't much drunken activity allowing us to do some administrative stuff. Pat is going to take over leadership of the team for the fall division. Brainstorming has begun for a new and better team name because they think that Lucky Star blows. Oh well, as long as I don't need to be in charge we could be called the Poop Brigade. I'm ok with that. It looks like Jeannine and I are up for President and Vice for the fall league. I'll just sit back and make everyone else do the work, that's the way it should be. Kidding. Ok, I'm really not.

Potential Boy #7 has been iming me all week and will be now away from his computer for two weeks. Will miss him? Not sure. I guess by the end of two weeks I'll have either forgotten about him, or ...