Sunday, October 31, 2004

What were the words again?

Last night I was watching SNL... and as we all know, it's gotten pretty bad. But, like an idiot, I watched on. Eminem was on doing his little rap thingie and I noticed a few things. First, the man can't dance at all. He just stood there kinda bouncing, every once in a while removing his right hand from his crotch, waving it around, only to return to protecting his manhood or something. Another interesting thing I noticed is that he was constantly looking at the little monitors that give him the words to the song. Doesn't he write his own songs? I think I would have prepped a little more. Hell, he was even reading during the chorus. I don't understand. Just because you're famous doesn't mean you shouldn't at least try to work at your job.

Friday, October 29, 2004

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Laundry

I'd just like to say that I love the smell of clean laundry! As soon as I pull those clean fluffy towels out of the dryer, I like to rub them all over my face and just breathe in the fresh scent. And I think even more, I love the smell of a bleached white load. It's like freshness to the x power! If only I could figure out how to run the dryer all day without eating up my electricity and shrinking my clothes, I would be an amazingly happy girl!

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Waxing

I waxed my legs for the second time in my life tonight. One thing that I highly recommend is to putting baby oil on first... it keeps from pulling up the skin. All in all it worked pretty well, but I'm not very good with getting everything yet... so still some spots to shave. I know this is probably TMI for lots of people, but you choose to read on!

Monday, October 18, 2004

No Love!

So there haven't been any requests for more blogs links to be added to my sidebar. I feel so unloved! Is there no one who wants to be associated with my blog? Is it really that bad?

Johanna loves me! She's been here since Friday, and we have made sure that we have laughed loudly everywhere we go, informing people that only hookers should be buying the hot pink shoes and that some ladies are just way too old to be shopping in some stores. And why the hell would you have someone looking at rings try on the yellow ones? I'm not even an expert and I could tell that the color of the diamonds were at least an H. Silly Barbie sales lady. And no, I'm not expecting anything. Nothing. Zip.

Sunday, October 03, 2004

New Feature

Andrew hooked me up with a "Links" section on my sidebar so now I can link to everyone else's blogs. If you want your blog linked to mine, just leave the address and a name in the comments section and I'll add it in when I get time, so probably within 2-3 hours. :) Andrew is also going to let me have some space on his server, so I'll be able to post pictures when my scanner gets here. Uber excited about that one.

Saturday, October 02, 2004

No need to worry

So my dear mother asked me, "What's this deal with the hole in your hand?" The complete story is as follows:

As I was leaving work on Monday, I tryed to stop the door from slamming behind me and I was so successful that I got my finger stuck in the door. Now these are some seriously heavy metal doors. My nail immediately started to turn blue and hurt like nothing I can recall in recent memory. I tried to run it under cold water, but was unable to get the water cold enough. I felt like crying. I drove home and put ice on it just to numb it. I then called a nice lady at UHC Nurse-line, to make sure that I was doing the right things. She said that it just sounded like I would lose the nail in 2-3 weeks, but if I experienced trobbing pain and swelling and if my finger was hot, then I needed to go to a doctor. By Wed, I had all of the symptoms, so I went to the "doctor" ie, the internet, and found this