HI!

Sorry guys. I keep forgetting I have this blog and have been running around outdoors. It's getting nicer out and it is hard to stay inside.



Oh yeah, and I am a non-smoker now.

Learning to Whrrl.

Hi Guys.

I have been trying out Whrrl on my phone. It is kinda fun. If you want to see what I did tonight, you can go here. I am am still trying to get the hang out the site, since I use it on my phone, not on a PC. Whrrl is kind of fun. It is like blogging live. The only thing that makes me crazy is that you can't take a typo back when you notice it 5 minutes later, and I can't type on a phone. I usually give up trying after 2 sentences. Anyway, check it out, its like a little blog post with my cell.

I need to go to sleep. I forgot to see what time I work tomorrow so I have to get up early and find out. Urghh.

Nighty nite!

My Beard Rules Your Ass.

For those of you that miss Butchies blogging, this is what he looks like now:

Spring Fling

Hi guys, the weather has been too nice to stay inside to blog. And when it is cold I am too busy making out with my iPhone. I have become one of those people that I strongly dislike.



Richard usually buys my cigarettes. I don't know how this really began. He usually gets off work at 11 am, which is the time I roll out of bed. He always goes to the store and buys milk and such, and just started picking up my cigarettes as well. Yesterday at work, everyone at was bitching about how much the price rose on cigs and well, I don't know how much they cost anymore.

Today he came home with milk, a pumpkin doughnut, and.........NICOTINE PATCHES. Fuck me. Wish me luck!

A trip to Whitmore Lake, MI

As soon as I got off the express way entrance, I was greeted by this:



A girl on a horse.
In a bikini top and jeans.
Smoking a cigarette (yes, she ashed her cig on the horse) stopped in the road, backing up a few cars on a one way st.
She sat there long enough for me to dig my cell phone out of my purse and take a picture just for you.

jks jks jks

Hi people that visit this page and have never said anything. Talk to me. I am so BORED at work that my brain is going to melt all over my temporary desk.
Tell me a good joke.

PS If this was twitter I would update my status to inform you: I downloaded an app that turns your iphone into a lightsaber and pretended to kill everyone in the office for 17 minutes.

I'm alive.

My phone vibrated off the kitchen counter into the dogs water bowl. I only noticed because the bowl was flashing at me. The phone had a seizure and then flatlined. I was forced to joined iphone club. I am embarrassed to say this, BUT I AM IN LOVE. And the camera is not that bad:



Anyway, my Ann Arbor friends that lurk here, but never leave me comments, I have the same number.

I got my first picture mail yesterday, and it was from Butchie. Anyone who wants to see his ass, I'll email it to you free of charge.

In unrelated news, guess who got a switchblade and almost cut his finger off within 5 minutes???



Ummm, what should I do for my birthday??

teenage mutant ninja poodles!

Here ya GOOOOOOO!

good morning.

I woke up at 6 am to go to a meeting at work so I could accept an award. Just in case you ever have a heart attack in my store, it is safe to know that I will drag you on the floor, cut your clothes off with a boxcutter and attempt to shock you with a defibrillator, aka The Reanimator. Luckily, the machine is idiot proof and won't shock you unless necessary so you don't start killing people. Anyway, the ambulance came and took him away and I got $50 from my work to buy groceries. So, if you have a heart attack in my work, not only will I try to save you, but I will also be able to eat for the next week. WIN-WIN.

Chicago Slumber Party.

This is what I get for making my dog take a picture with me, barfed on:



So I am going to Chicago next month to surprise some friends. I got a hotel because I did not want to surprise them all and then ask "so who wants to let me sleep at your house?" and invited sister #3 to go. I got a suite for super cheap and sister #1 got jealous, and I said "you can come sleep on the couch as long as you don't tell sister #2". Yeah, I am horrible, but sister #2 has a horrid child that bites and I don't want her coming near me. There, I said it.

When I get there, I am probably not going to do anything but tell everyone I am there and say "come visit me in my hotel. I'm watching cable". I have been to Chicago 1000000000000 times and watching cable is like vacation to me. Want me to house sit for you? Sure, if you have cable. I once took BT to the Rock and Roll Hall of fame and I requested a late check out because there was a Dog Whisperer marathon and I had never seen the show before. BEST MORNING EVER.

So, see you in Chicago April 8 till I think 12th? I'm packing lots of PJ's.