Fathairyratbastardcocksuckingdouchebagpieceofshit lost my post. Granted it was nothing earth shattering, but still! That is the first time wordpress got hungry for a post of mine. Hopefully it will be the last. (Ever the optimist!)
Fortunately for me, the lovely and talented Miss Britt is having me guest post over at her place today. Poor pretty lady is all about sick and a half. What she has up is something I wrote a little while ago, but I still need to hear what you have to say.
If you haven’t already been there, please head over and give me your opinion on the situation.
(Yeah, yeah. I know. You were probably already over at Britt’s and just stopped by to check my new little blog out. Well, welcome. You are very appreciated. Feel free to leave me any suggestions or constructive criticism. Thanks for swinging by.)
P.S. Because I know you were so very interested in the post that my wordpress ate, here is a photo of my gorgeous betta fish, Herkimer. Jester thinks my cousin’s dragon tattoo should be Herk, but how can he when my beautiful boy already owns that name?
So I have been drinking vodka (hi, Ketel One. love yew!) since about 2 PM. Surprisingly, I actually had several good meetings. And I met new people who agreed to do business with us. Ran into not new people who agreed to do business with us. yay!
But the best part of tonight? I ran into him. AND I SAID NO. He is gorgeous. He has a southern accent. He has a kiss that can easily make knees go weak. He is intelligent. He wanted to be here in my bed. Yet I managed to stay stong and say no. Pray that tomorrow I have the same strength. It won’t be easy.
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Knowing that I wouldn’t be capable of really writing a post tonight, I asked my beautiful brillian baby cousin to write a guest post for today. Me thinks she is working on her own blogspot blog (oh how I hate how they handle comments even while I don’t wanna complain coz I am stoked for her to blog) and this is what Sarah had to say:
3 things I’ve learned in the last 3 days:
1. When you have laundry, do it. I am one of the most accident prone people I’ve ever known. I manage to sprain or break things just by walking down the street. You would think, knowing this about myself, that I would take any precaution available to myself to make sure I don’t hurt myself. Naaaahhhh…. Wednesday night I got out of bed and tripped over the pile of laundry next to it. Had to drive myself to the ER at 1:30am.
2. When they give you crutches, use them. It’s been a few days now, and my knee is now the size of a small canteloupe instead of a basketball. And it’s feeling a little better. So I thought - its only 10 feet from my couch to the bathroom - I can do this! Sure. I could have, if it weren’t for that pesky doorframe getting in the way of my good foot. So what do you do when your left knee won’t hold you up and you can’t set your right foot down? Fall down of course! And thank God for good insurance…
3. Keifer Sutherland is a smokin’ hot sexy beast. Actually, I’ve always known that. But its become very apparent since I’ve been watching 24 for the last 2 days. But I guess it doesn’t count as one of the three things.
Let’s try number three again…
3. Tech support is my biggest pet peeve. For the most part - I’m a great person to have call tech support. I’m patient, understanding, and I actually have a personality - I can carry a conversation with the customer service person and avoid the awkward silences. Not today. First - they dropped the call. Then after 2 hours, they couldn’t fix my problem. They didn’t listen to a word I said and just went by whatever their manual said. Seriously - in my job, I really appreciate when the person on the other end of the phone is aware of what needs to be done. It makes my life easier. Why can’t customer service be a little more about serving the customer? Sheesh.
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Give Sarah a little comment love if you have a moment. Oh, and check out this little thingymajiggy. Coz oh my fuck, do I love to swear. I mean, I regularly put “fuck” in the middle of other words and “shitfuck” is something that I holler all too often, sometimes in situations where it is completely inappropriate (because other times? COMPLETELY appropriate.). So imagine my surprise when over at Jester’s place I find a cuss o meter which says I apparenly don’t even swear on 50% of my posts! WTF? (bet wtf doesn’t count.) Anyhow, the test was quick and painless, so here are my results:
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P.S. In case you missed it…I SAID NO!!! (yay, me!)
I’m out of town on business, marketing my company at a trade show (and the kerjillion hospitality suites after hours) in Atlanta. My little blog is too young to be out on its own, so I thought it would be nice to ask non blogging friends to write a bit. Naturally, the first response I got from EVERYone was, “But what do you want me to write about?”
When I suggested a guest post to a very, very good friend that I met when our companies did business together, of course he replied with “the what topic to write about” question. My email response to his question is below, with his answers screaming at us in all caps. I’m thinking I won’t be getting much help when I have to go out of town for business. Sigh.
Oh! The best part of our email conversation? This little gem:
SEE MY BLOGS IN PARENTHESIS AND ALL CAPS BELOW!
Yeah, I see your blogs, my marvelous nutbag friend. And now so will the internet…
Anything you wanna write about…anything you wanna get off you chest. Could be about:
* Why you love / hate your job (MY BOSS…YOU FIGURE OUT WHETHER I LOVE IT OR HATE IT)
* Why I am wonderful / suck (BECAUSE YOU LOVE A GOOD LOAD…ANSWERS BOTH AT ONCE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA)
* The reasons you love Sabres hockey (ACTUALLY, I’M NOT LOVING SABRES HOCKEY RIGHT NOW. BASTARDS ARE GOING TO MISS THE PLAYOFFS…AND STILL NOT GET THE 1ST DRAFT CHOICE. AT LEAST THE PENGUINS KNOW ENOUGH TO GET THE FIRST DRAFT CHOICE WHEN IT IS SOMEONE LIKE SIDNEY CROSBY.)
* How much you love your belly button (MY BELLY BUTTON IS THE BEST BELLY BUTTON EVER! IT IS AN INNY AND DOES NOT COLLECT STINKY LINT! HOW FUCKIN’ GREAT IS THAT SHIT!)
* How it feels to sit in a tree stand for hours at a time (PURE HEAVEN, MAN…PURE HEAVEN!)
* Is it ok for men to get pedicures (ALTHOUGH I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE A PEDICURE, I HAVE NEVER HAD ONE SO I FEEL THAT I CAN NOT COMMENT ON THIS ISSUE. I DO FEEL THAT ANYONE THAT DOES NOT TAKE CARE OF THEIR FEET SHOULD BE SHOT.)
* How much you miss your parents (MORE THAN ANYONE CAN EVER KNOW.)
* How much you wanna choke your sister (CHOKE IS NOT A GOOD WORD. SPIT ON…KICK…PUNCH…STAB…SHOOT…PLEASE PICK ANOTHER…)
* Where you would go on a dream vacation (VEGAS…NEXT WEEK.)
* Politics (SINCE RONALD REGAN RODE INTO THE SUNSET, POLITICS IS NO FUN FOR ME.)
* Religion (I’M A CHRISTIAN…BAPTIST…ALTHOUGH YOU PROBABLY WOULD NOT KNOW IT BY LOOKING AT ME.)
* Your balls (I HAVE A SOCCER BALL THAT I KICK FOR KASEY, A FOOTBALL THAT I HAVE NOT SEEN FOR A VERY LONG TIME, A FEW SOFTBALLS, A BUNCH OF GOLF BALLS OF DIFFERING COLORS, A BASKETBALL THAT I USE TO SHOOT HOOPS WITH MOLLY JUNE SOMETIMES…I THINK THAT’S ABOUT IT.)
Seriously…whatever you want!
So, I’m thinking you guys might be stuck with me for a looooooooooooong time. Unless anyone wants to hear more from Adonis Van Donnie McPukerson…
P.S. to Trukindog: I am trying to get my camera phone to take a GOOD partially nakey photo and it simply is not turning out as artsy as I would like. And I need to get back out with the party people. Tomorrow will actually include more booze than today, if that is possible, so don’t stop believing. hehe I said don’t stop believing and now the song is in my head. ugggggggggggggh!
Yeah, this isn’t what you had in mind, eh?
The photo right there of the floor and curtains was to have been my boobies, but ummm…yeah…I sorta can’t really work the frikken cameraphone. SOrry, Truck.
