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I Melt With You by Modern English is one of the best love songs everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, or at least one of the best songs from the movie Valley Girl.

You’ve seen the difference and it’s getting better all the time;

There’s nothing you and I won’t do.

I’ll stop the world and melt with you;

The future’s open wide.

Completely swoon inducing.  Makes me think of the mix tapes you would make for your significant other back in the day.  It was bad enough when this song was made into a burger commercial anthem; now apparently it’s been distilled into some kind of wimpy horrible version for a Hershey commercial.  I hate that.  Stop taking good songs and peddling stupid shit with them on television. 

 

You got an interview!  In the piles and piles and piles of resumes, you got selected for an interview.  You didn’t get the “Thank you but no thank you” letter, you’re getting face time.  SWEET!

CONGRATS!  It’s a big damn deal!!

So just moments ago, I was soaking in my daily bubble bath…my toes were poking out of the bubbles near the faucet and I realized I really needed to change my nail polish.  So I reached over to get the polish remover (yes, still in the bathtub, so what? I read in the bathtub, talk on the phone, drink wine, it’s a multipurpose area) and I noticed………………………………..nail polish remover has an expiration date.  This bewilders me.  Bread goes moldy, milk gets chunky………nail polish remover goes bad and what? Paints my toenails an unflattering color while I sleep?  I find this so perplexing that I am only wearing a towel while I type this, I had to share it immediately.

So now you know this useless information that will probably push important information right outta your head so you can file it away in memory:  Nail polish remover has an expiration date.

QUIT TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!! as I hung up the phone, laughing,

and to that I say…As if!

Life is a test, and I confess:
I like this mess I’ve made so far!

Boss of Me, They Might Be Giants

i am forcing myself to type out a few things that are good since i am growly…

so.

things that are good at 11:22 on a Sunday night:

this soup that i am eating right now that i made this evening,

having a blog to rant on so i don’t flip out on anyone too terribly in person,

another season of Six Feet Under on DVD that I just finished tonight,

my Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends calendar for 2009 that I just hung on the wall,

these red and green Christmas socks worn along with these Halloween pajama pants,

having tomorrow off is extra good since I went to work today,

last but not least, being moody is good because it means i’m still alive to have things to complain about.

yeah, i’m a little irritable and there’s no chocolate in the house to subdue me…but you know, a lot of people just plain suck.  they don’t do what they say they’ll do, even when they swear they’ll do better this time than the last seven times they’ve dropped the ball.  irritating.  completely irritating.

if you’re reading this and you think maybe you might be one of those people who just plain suck, you probably are one of those people.  send me flowers and chocolate: i’ll be home tomorrow to accept both, but leave the offerings at the door and go away so i don’t punch you in the eye.  really, as a general rule to keep yourself off the people who suck list, you should send me flowers and chocolate every single monday forever.

you know you’ve been friends with someone way too damn long when you can listen to them talk about something poking them in the urethra (REALLY!) and still keep eating milk duds, unflinching.  and then you have to one-up the poke in the urethra story with the omg my crotch was completely on FIRE** story while your friend eats fritos completely undisturbed.  that’s friendship.  amen to that.

 

**The short version: You may have seen the commercial for the Nuvaring, girls, a contraceptive ring and oh it’s ever so easy blah blah blah.  Somewhere in there or in the tiny disclaimer, they say something about how some users experience a mild discomfort or irritation using the Nuvaring.  HA!  Mild?  If contemplating pouring ice cold beverages into your crotch during a business meeting means you have mild discomfort, then yeah, I had mild discomfort.  Talk to your doctor or whatever, but your friend Kat suggests you not try the Nuvaring, because I think the reason it’s a successful contraceptive is that there is no freakin’ way you want to have sex when your crotch burns like the seventh level of Hell, so yeah, pretty low likelihood of pregnancy there, folks.

Two movies in one weekend thanks to some free passes, woohoo!

The Unborn is scary if the kid from The Omen scared the hell out of you.  Scary kids scare the snot out of me.  If you are not creeped out by spooky little kids, skip the movie.  I would also like to comment that while the new movie theater in Asheville is nifty and shiny, the freakin’ hike from the parking deck in the dark when it’s five degrees outside is not amusing in the slightest. 

Bride Wars only reminded me that I really like getting married, but I’m very bad at staying married, but at this point, I suppose all that doesn’t matter since I have to resort to reading craigslist personal ads that I don’t reply to just so I know there are other people out there in the same boat.  But! The whole dress, cake, all about me (and whoever, blah blah blah, details) event thing is fabulous!  The idea of a romantic proposal and a ring is fabulous, too, but I’ve been pretty flippin’ cheated in that area……………but by golly, I’ve had really good cake!  I can take consolation in really good cake, at least.

…to keep me entertained, and if times stay tough, who the hell knows, I may find myself desperate enough to start replying to them.

I highly recommend the personals section for amusing reading (and a cheap thrill read now and then, if you get a really good writer in the Casual Encounters section), and sometimes it’s just helpful to know that there are other people out there with no one else to say “good night” to before they switch off the bedside lamp.  It’s comforting somehow to know you aren’t all alone, even if you’re all alone, make sense?

We got a little bit of snow, but we got a lot of ice.

Minime and I have both been watching out the window…

She’s watching for her friends to be bundled up and ready to play outside.

I’m watching for the truck that spreads the salt and sand so I can go to work.

Sigh.

I think I’d rather play outside and drink hot cider.