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And that one time at band camp?

The last year cowboy guy pic:

Jon @ UA Jon @ UA

Jon, the "cowboy from last year" growin' some facial hair. Heh.

Patrick and Cheryl, my quad friends who found luff!

Patrick and Cheryl Patrick and Cheryl

Patrick and Cheryl, Christmas 2005 :-D

Mkay, so I went out with cowboy guy ONCE two or three years' ago, and I can't remember what happened, but I left quickly and vowed to never go out with him again. Err...now I don't remember WHY (and probably because I saw similarities to he and...who knows). But I'm thinkin' I should go out with him again.

Of course, there is that marriage proposal on the table. OMG. FRIENDSTER PEOPLE ARE JUST STRAIGHT UP YELLOW WALLPAPER, YO. One week after getting flat out dogged by SOME crazy dude (see entry on this page), I got a MARRIAGE PROPOSAL from an Indian (dot; not feathers). He "proposed" that we get to know each other via e-mail and chat, and to seriously consider his very heart-felt proposal of marriage.


Clearly, he didn't get the NO MARRIAGE memo I'm SURE I sent out to every single guy this side of the Mason/Dixon. Orrrrrr maybe he lives outside the borders. Anyway, um...I realize that this is how Muslims do it (get engaged on Friday, married on Monday) but I'm SO NOT A MUSLIM, AND THAT'S THAT. Plus, aren't they allowed to have like 57382957289 wives? I think it should be opposite. And mother nature has already provided me with enough dots on my face without me adding another one because I married SOME GUY WHO WANTS TO MARK ME. Eeeeeeeks. I wrote him back, thanking him for his (I'm so sure) heartfelt desire to be my life mate forever (his words; not mine), but that I'd already married 7358925792 of my "potential life mates" and wasn't interested in adding to that list. Geez. I don't get it.

Um. Enough said. NO, no, no! OMG. I got a case where this chick -- who stays strung out on DARVOCET DAILY filed a HUGE claim with our company because she suffered severe burns when she was parked at McDonald's and spilled coffee in her lap. OMG. Of course, I'd have to share details (which is what made it SO FREAKIN' FUNNY) and I can't do that. But I LAUGHED SO LOUD people in Kenya could hear me. OMG. JUST. WTH? So the rest of today, I kept saying things to my group, like "I'm gonna file a claim for getting a huge arse, because they provide us with soda machines" and "I'm gonna file another claim because I have to GET GAS for my car to drive to work every day," etc. etc. WHAT? WE'RE REIMBURSING HER OR WHAT? LOLOL. Anyway...can't say any more about it, but HOW HILARIOUS was it?! And JUST as I envisioned, she's um...okay, I won't get into it (even though I really REALLY wanna share the whole interview, because I swear, it was like a Jerry Springer segment plus some...hahahaha). She's also claiming that we need to cover her dental bills because "she couldn't brush her teeth for three months because of the burns, and it caused such decay that she needs root canals." UM EXCHOOSE ME. BUT IT TAKES A SEVERE BLOW TO THE FACE AND/OR TOTAL NEGLIGENCE FOR YEARS TO MAKE A TOOTH ROT TO THE FREAKIN' ROOT. I'M JUST SAYIN'...enough said. LOL.

Everything else
Grrrr. Enough said.

I'm tired, hungry, I need sleep, I need a backrub...the list goes on and on. I'm too tired to really write what I want to, and have received another lovely nugget from the Poetry Guy (ZzzzZZz) which I won't bore anyone with by posting here. Besides -- I've felt like a poetry fraud ever since I won that thang. WILL IT EVER END?! I was gonna lock this entry up (since I included 'art' of someone who *might* have a problem with it), but I'm thinking Jon is ever the exhibitionist. Let's not forget he's one of them thur metrosexuals (even though he's part-time military, part-time professor). Heh. He'll probably lurve the advertising, I think.

Yeah. So I'm tired and mucho grumpy. So I'm outta here.

The end.


( 20 whispered — Whisper to me )
Jan. 5th, 2005 11:57 pm (UTC)
have you told anon poetry guy that you aren't interested?
and if so, what did he say?
Jan. 6th, 2005 12:05 am (UTC)
Re: have you told anon poetry guy that you aren't interested?
Errrrrrrr which one? LOL! I just edited it with today's LOVELY MCDONALD'S SITUATION. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I'm laughing AGAIN just remembering that one. :-D
Jan. 6th, 2005 12:06 am (UTC)
Re: have you told anon poetry guy that you aren't interested?
Oh no, no, no. He's not anonymous at ALL. He's in charge of this huge international poetry thing. I won a couple of years ago, and have been published in more than seven books now (two in the U.K.), and listed in...um, mkay, I'm not saying anymore about it, cuz I still, to this day, feel like some poetry fraud just trying to make a buck (which I did...heh). :-D
Jan. 6th, 2005 04:46 pm (UTC)
Re: have you told anon poetry guy that you aren't interested?
Hey, if you know of any LEGIT places to submit poetry - let me know, I'm paranoid that everything out there is like poetry.com :>

Jan. 6th, 2005 12:25 am (UTC)
Roses are red,
Daisies are puce.
Sugar is sweet,
And so is yous.

I know that gave poetry guy some competition...*nods*
Jan. 6th, 2005 02:27 am (UTC)
No, no, no!! *I* wrote the poetry to win extra Christmas money (and won). He represents the group/association and wants me to again participate. LOL.

Jan. 6th, 2005 02:38 am (UTC)
Oh I know, I was just being a turkey. I was inspired. I saw empty space and wanted to put a sonnet, upon it.

Nice to be back *S*
Jan. 6th, 2005 11:04 pm (UTC)
Hahahaha. So what if you saw MY BARE ACE? WOULD YOU WRITE A SONNET ON IT?!?! HEH. :)

Don't you evahhh leave without letting US KNOW FIRST, GAH.
Jan. 6th, 2005 01:54 am (UTC)
I would give your family many cattle, goats, and poultry if I could marry you and take you back to my country oh jewel of the dawn!
Jan. 6th, 2005 02:27 am (UTC)
Hahahahah. No wait -- that's not funny. LOL :)
Jan. 6th, 2005 02:32 am (UTC)
Aww.. he looks so harmless when he's fully clothed.

And poetry thing you won?
Jan. 6th, 2005 12:40 pm (UTC)
HAAHAHA HUUUUUUUSH. The other was in a friend's only entry. LOL.


Yeah. A couple of Hannuka's :D ago, I decided to throw a few words into this contest (after checking out the OTHER contestants, which is evil), and wrote a poem winning the whole deal. LOL :)
Jan. 6th, 2005 05:44 pm (UTC)
Hot coffee!!! For heck sake. I can just guess at all of the imaginary medical problems she has from "pouring" her coffee in her lap. Needing a thrill somewhat hotter than her cold "energizer bunny" toy??!! Maybe her batteries ran short of juice??

OOOHHHH - did I really say that???

Jan. 6th, 2005 11:22 pm (UTC)
No, no, no, no. Yer not getting all of it. LOL. Ummm...she didn't brush her teeth for three months and BLAMED IT ON HER CROTCH PROBLEM. hAHAHAHAHA. Gah. Plus, PLUS...she's on welfare, lives in a trailer and...um...her "personal statistics" ain't so purty. :) LOLOL.
Jan. 6th, 2005 11:32 pm (UTC)
Well now!!
She just needs to STOP using her toothbrush to scratch those hard to reach places!!! For HECK SAKE!!!
Jan. 7th, 2005 12:55 am (UTC)
Re: Well now!!
She DID stop using it. Period. Then, claimed that she needed "numerous root canals because of this three-month, non-tooth-brushing" problem.

Jan. 10th, 2005 05:04 pm (UTC)
Re: Well now!!
Some TPT!!!!
Jan. 10th, 2005 05:13 pm (UTC)
Re: Well now!!
Hahhahahaha. :D
Jan. 6th, 2005 11:41 pm (UTC)
I am telling you, every time I see the professor, it reminds me of this dude from The Birdcage:

"She works hard for the money, ee-eee, ee-eee, so hard for it, 'oney.."
Jan. 7th, 2005 01:07 am (UTC)

I just tried to find you on hooya BUT NO JOY! YOU SUCK! Not really, but for right now, yeah. LOL :-D
( 20 whispered — Whisper to me )


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