Because I'm So Deliciously Over The Top

One of my blogger ( I originally type bloger and it made me laugh out loud for real like a juvenile) and right across the road friends, Chanda over at Other Everyday Stuff has appeased my bruised ego by offering me this here lil award
and since it comes with some strings attached (as most things in life do) I'm fulfilling my end of the bargain by making this post. Enjoy your trip fantastic into my odd psyche.

Here are the rules for the Over the Top Award:USE ONLY ONE WORD! It’s not as easy as you might think. Copy and change the answers to suit you and pass it on. It’s really hard to use only one-word answers.

1. Where is your cell phone? unknown

2. Your hair? wavy

3. Your mother? fantastic

4. Your father? Funny

5. Your favorite food? Potato’s

6. Your dream last night? Zombie

7. Your favorite drink? Tea


8. Your dream/goal? travel

9. What room are you in? bedroom

10. Your hobby? reading

11. Your fear? clowns

12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Uranus

13. Where were you last night? Work

14. Something that you aren’t? rich

15. Muffins? yum

16. Wish list item? Masseuse

17. Where did you grow up? Kentucky

18. Last thing you did? Stretch

19. What are you wearing? thermal

20. Your TV? Dumb

21. Your pets? sleeping

22. Friends? LOVE!

23. Your life? BUSY

24. Your mood? spooky

25. Missing someone? MJ

26. Vehicle? Chevy

27. Something you’re not wearing? socks

28. Your favorite store? Pier1

29. Your favorite color? green

30. When was the last time you laughed? today

31. Last time you cried? today

32. Your best friend? Dan

33. One place that I go to over and over? toilet

34. One person who emails me regularly? bank

35. Favorite place to eat? greek

And to pass this award on to some great fellow bloggers!
Organic Meatbag
Zero Pumpkin
Oh, Rebecca
Scarlett's Walk

KUDOS to ya'll. *=-)
Now, I'm off to scavenge my kitchen for something adult to drink and I'm not talking prune juice! *=-P





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Slugs, Oh The Terror!

Busy, busy, busy!
I've been working some overtime this week since I'll be starting my senior year of college in a week and will have limited availability. It's times like these that I wish I hadn't lived the life of early 20's fuckery (aka partying myself sick and opting to skip class since I was still drunk at 9 a.m.) and would have already attained my PhD by now. I blame it entirely on the delicious burn of tequila which I hadn't encountered the first time until my freshmen year of college during my first stint away from home. I was a statistic and it's placed a huge bruise on my ego.
Of course, I have a ton of great memories. Nights of alcohol and hormone fueled debauchery that have produced numerous funny pictures and even more funny memories. I made friends at that point that I still count on for good times, tasty drinks and maintaining my youthful demeanor. If only I had been capable of juggling the two I would have had the best of both worlds.
Instead, I'm now in the awkward position of being a "non-traditional" student in her late 20's playing catchup with her education amongst a bunch of sickeningly refreshing group of fresh faced 19 year olds. Thankfully, time hasn't been tough on this mug of mine so I don't stand out like a sore thumb (perhaps I pickled/preserved myself in those early days with all that tequila?)
The weekend is nigh!
Before I go and get ready to work my 13 hour shift I thought I would leave you with a truefuckingstory of last weekend when I went to visit a friend of mine. It might very well be one of those "you had to be there" stories that's going to leave you sitting there scratching your head and wondering why in the heck I decided to chronicle it via this blog. If so, suck it! I thought it was hilarious! And it's my blog, so *insert sticking out of the tongue here*...
Last Saturday I decided to drive to Richmond, KY to visit an old college friend of mine for dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant so I go get my tacos de carne asada fix. Since it's THE best restaurant in Richmond, she concurs. While we're partaking of some fantastic salsa and taking in the red and green decor, giant chile peppers hanging from the ceiling and numerous sombrero's that serve as decor, our always sporadic conversation somehow lands on the un-appetizing topic of slugs.
I HATE slugs. I wish they would ALL die terrible, salty deaths. I don't care how "essential they are for the eco system" they're creepy, they're slimy, they leave weird slimy trails and make it so that I'm scared to walk barefoot in the grass at night. EWWW! I have flashes from a movie that I saw in the early 90's during my impressionable youth that has warped me for life titled "Slugs" that only confirms my terror. In it, mutant slugs crave human flesh. The tagline for this gem of an 80's horror flick is "They ooze. They slime. They Kill".


Nuff said.
Needless to say I was anxious to change our dinner conversation to something that didn't make my skin crawl in terror and my stomach clinch in sickness. Of course, my friend decides to continue musing about the eating habits of those creatures that I shall not name, which produced a question that made me laugh loud enough to cause confused (aroused?) glances from the waiters.
I'm sitting, trying to ignore her and focus on anything but the topic of her conversation when she says, while totally sober...
"I wonder what slugs eat. Don't they suck blood or something?"
SHE WAS SERIOUS!
Maybe she saw the same movie I did?
I'm getting her a special helmet hat produced just to emphasize her level of special.

And I'm spent....




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