I'm soooo behind!

So why am I posting this and not doing something about being behind?? I have no idea. Maybe being behind on my blog is another thing that I need to be doing. See, I'm actually doing work.....

Anyways, it's Thursday and that means that a new Effer dare is coming out tomorrow. I'm so proud of myself that I finally got caught up, but I haven't done this week's dare so I guess I'm really not caught up. Jeez.

My mom's big 50th Birthday is coming up this weekend (Holy Crap that reminds me of Clueless...."It was his 50th Birthday!") Nerd Alert!!

Brandon's brother and sister-in law are also coming in town so that means lots of going out. I know we're going to dress up. I'm going to be a generic Nun this year. I can't believe that I bought something from the store AND it's something that a million people have been and will be this year. Maybe next year I'll have my act together and I'll actually be something cool. The only good thing is that my nun outfit hides all of my imperfections. All 327 of them.

I just had to do it....

One blog wasn't enough. Now I've gone off and gotten a page on MySpace. That's exactly what I needed to do because I'm so good at keeping up with this one.

I just got the new Effer Dare today and it's all about Then and Now. I've laid out a few ideas and I'm hoping they'll come across.

I'm having this breakdown right now. Not a literal breakdown, but mentally I'm torn over something. I'm thinking about becoming a vegetarian. I don't really want to be known as a vegetarian because I think they become one of "those" people. And I don't want to have a label like that. I don't want to fall off the wagon and eat a hamburger one day and hear people say, "hey, look at the vegetarian...." I just don't feel that eating animals is ethical. I've started feeling guilty whenever I eat any kind of meat....fish, pork, beef, chicken...it all bothers me. I just think about it while I'm eating. Maybe it's a weird phase that I'm going through, or maybe not.

Just venting....

So I love when people leave comments on my blog. Who doesn't? But the thing I'm mad about today....these stupid advertisements left as comments! I get excited because it says, "1 new comment" I click on it and BAM! there's a bunch of crap that's 2 pages long about how trees are the life support of the world. WHAT?? That's what they wanted to leave me?? Was I that boring? Can you not sell me this crap anywhere else?? Bitches.

What else is going on today?
I broke in my purple clogs.....

Alright, just kidding, I didn't do that. But I did go to the gym, which broke my previous record of 1 day this week. Now I'm up to 2 days in a row. WOOHOO!!

Alright, I'm out.

Dream a Little Dream.....

What a crazy night I had last night. Went out. Got Drunk. Dreamt of Jake Gyllenhaal. Wow. I always thought he was cute but this just brought it home. It's weird how in your dreams you perceive people. He was this incredible, fascinating, smart person. Whether he's really like that or not I'll never know, but it's nice to dream.

The last time I had a dream like that about a celebrity was Elijah Wood. That one was awesome too. None of my celebrity dreams are ever sexual ones, I just have the feeling throughout the dream that I know them on a very personal level.

I would say that dreams are one of my favorite things in my whole life. I remember almost every one of my dreams. The only draw back to having so many are the nightmares. I probably have ten bad dreams a month. Those vary from death dreams, to people chasing me, to Christ coming back. I've tried studying my dreams but I feel like it leads me to a never ending road. There are so many different interpretations to many different people. Maybe they don't mean anything....or maybe they mean everything. Who knows?

Other things going on in my life.....
Behind on Effer Dares
Finally settling on a costume
Gym with Chriselda tomorrow
Enjoying the nice weather.

'Til Next Week.....

I'll never wear white again.....

Last night one of Brandon's friends was cooking at this super nice event. It's a "Signature Chef" event for the MDA and his friend hooked us up with some free tickets. Because I've gained even more weight lately I had to find something to wear yesterday. I decided that I would buy some nice gray pants and maybe a white shirt. Honestly this outfit would look like I was waiting tables at the event, but I was honestly going for comfort over looks....and when you're feeling like an ogre before you leave a skirt just ain't gonna cut it!

I get to Brandon's house around 6:45 and this thing was kicking off at 7:30. I was sitting in the living room waiting for Brandon to change and decided I should do one more booger check before we go. I blow into the tissue, look down at it (which is really gross in itself) and see what appears to be blood.....lots of it. GREAT!!!! I get up and instantly say, "fuck fuck fuck". I run to the bathroom and it's already too late. Blood On The White Shirt. We have less than 20 minutes to get there now and it looks like I massacred a bunny on my shirt. I yell at Brandon to see if he knows what gets blood out (he's a better Suzie Homemaker than I am) and he says, "spit". HUH?? Great to know, but what am I going to do about it.....I currently have a rag shoved up my nose. This is when True Love kicks into effect. The boyfriend dips down to my level.....and starts sucking on my shirt!! I really hope that when I die I'll get to see moments like this from a different point of view. I can't imagine how ridiculous we looked! Needless to say, he got it out. I don't know how, but he did. You could only notice if I pointed it out. We were good with time to spare......

So we get to the party and start getting in lines for the food. Amazing chefs from Amarillo, and his friend the "guest chef" of the evening. I delved into his friends food as if it were the last meal that I would have and didn't realize that as I savored his friends amazing dish that I dripped gravy all the way down the front of my freshly "cleaned" white shirt. SHUT UP! What are the odds?? I run back to the table and try to clean it off with water. I'm guessing I did an ok job because I could barely notice it. Luckily we didn't stay very long and I made it out of there just in time before something worse happened.

We did go to Pimps and Hoes last night at Coconutz. It's become an annual tradition for me and B. We've gone every year that we've dated. We walked in last night around 11 and I swear....out of the 150 people in the bar me, Brandon, and 3 other people were dressed up. Last year I would say that 5 people Weren't dressed up. I really don't understand what happened this year. My guess is that there are about 6 bars in town that do some kind of Pimp and Ho party during the year......and I think people are tired of it. Even though the original one in Amarillo was at this bar that we were at last night. I'm hoping that this isn't the end of Pimps and Hoes at Coconutz. Hell, if they do end it.....I'll still be there in my hooker gear.

I am officially an effer!!

I guess technically I'm not an effer yet because only a handful of people have seen my stuff and aboslutely none of it is online. But I do have some LOs done and I can't wait to put them on 2peas!

I officially turned into a pretentious art f*ck as I like to call them. Today I wore my PAF clothes that make me look like I'm ready to go to the coffee house at any moment.....so that's what I did. I finally felt like I belonged there. Kinda fun.

To answer Chrisleda's question about all the Beatles songs I have on my ipod.....it's for work. I'm the music director at the radio station and for some reason (I have no clue as to why) I can't remember every single Beatles song. So I put them on my ipod so I know what albums and who sang the songs. Sometimes I confuse John with Paul and vice versa. I think Paul was trying to sound like John.....hell Paul's still gonna be my fave no matter....he could've sang like a dog barking and I wouldn't have cared. Have you seen that guy lately? Still hot after all these years. AND he's married to a chick with one leg!! SHUT UP! If losing a limb would've helped me get Paul McCartney!! I hear that you can actually get prosthetics that look real now.....CUT IT OFF!!

Alright, this blog is getting weird.....

'Til next month!!