I'm stting here bored at work arguing whether or not Chinese democracy will be any good. I seriously doubt it., but they have hope in their hearts. Foolish mortals.

An update: Foxx and I broke up about a month ago, he decded it would be a good idea to go through my phone and read my text messages, some of which were to my "Fiance" about relationship problems I'd been having with Foxx that I hadn't been ready to talk to him about yet. The upside? A few days before I officially broke it off with Foxx I ran into a friend I hadn't seen in six years, whom I'd had a huge crush on wen we were young, and Am now seeing him, amazingly. We've both grown and changed, but the dynamic between us is exactly the same. He calls me on my shit, and, frighteningly, he might actually be more intelligent than I am, neither of which are something I'm used to. I'm happy. lol.

Today my mom and I got into the chicken soup argument again, even though I'm not sick this time, she's making her nasty ass chicken soup. Its even worse now when I have a problem with my mom cooking anything, because at least before I hated her soup but I was not yet used to eating my own cooking. Now, since she'd making her foul soup I'm not even allowed to cook something else for myself. This is such utter bullshit. Fot those of you who can't remember the chicken soup argument, unsungtragedy.livejournal.com/109133.html Four years later, and only the names of the boys have changed.

Oh yeah, and this time she's threatening to kick me out of the house over it.

mood: bitchy tags: chicken soup

I'm an idiot. The first few times i looked at the email from my boss, I read only that I'd be working the 17th and 19th in the Weston store to do my training. I thought it was strange that I'd only be training for two days, but I shrugged and got over it.

Today I finally realized there was an attachment containing our schedules for the next two weeks. I have work at eleven in the morning in Miami Lakes. Thank goodness I wasn't one of the people scheduled yesterday, I'd have been fucked.


Well, wish me luck!!

I made the stupid decision to attempt being an educated voter this year, even though I know our votes don't really count. Now I don't know what to do.

Barack Obama is a communist.
John McCain is a narrowminded hypocrite, and his running mate is a hypocritical christian crusader. (and an idiot... she believes people didn't cause global warming?!?!?)
Cynthia McKinney (the candidate from the green party) is a black supremacist.

I think I'm just going to boycott the elections, that way, no matter what, I wasn't responsible for it.

mood: frustrated

I remember The Little Prince , and it's always been an important piece of literature in my eyes, simple, but rich and full of beautiful lessons.

Today, Foxx was talking to me, telling me, explaining to me why he so desperately wants to be mine, and all I could think about was the fox in the story, and how he felt the need to be tamed. Then I went on my computer and found the chapter on the fox. I've had it saved since ( February 17, 2002 )

Yep yep. Sorry that was long.

mood: angsty

Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam. QamuIs Heg qaq law' lorvIs yInqaq puS.


(It is a good day to die. It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees)

So yesterday was fucking traumatizing. Three of the most horrifying sights I've seen in my life. Here they are from least scarring to most scarring. (both occurred at the South Florida Tattoo Expo)

1-A 300 lb man was hooked up for a suspension. We all started cracking jokes about him falling. They lift him higher and higher via a cherry picker and the hooks in his back flesh. Then, the piercer affiliated with this demonstration tosses him a bungee cord, and they start bouncing him, pulling the cord down and letting it lift him back up. The cherry picker itself shakes. Suddenly the cords holding him up all snap and he goes crashing to the floor. Thud. Lands on his feet before collapsing to his side. You hear everyone there gasp followed by a moment of absolute silence as he lies there immobile. As if on cue, all the people nearest the scene remove all the furniture from the area so the paramedics can make it through with the stretcher. They load him up, hooks still in his back, and as he's wheeled out you can see the bones sticking out of his shins, yet he stil musters up metal fists for all the onlookers. How fucking hardcore is that? Apparently he's been doing suspensions for over 15 years, and this was merely an equipment failure. It was so.... obscene. I just sat there covering my mouth for about five minutes, unable to speak. I feel so bad for this guy, I know how long it took my leg to heal and how frustrating it was, and his breaks are much worse than mine was. On the bright side, he survived.

2-Earlier in the evening at a room party, A drunken guy (1) accidentally punched his friend (2) in the mouth. 2, realizing 1 was drunk, didn't want to punch 1 in return, but felt he needed some form of revenge, so he offered 1 a shot. 1, of course, accepts. The terms of the shot were as follows, made after 1 agreed, that 1 would lie on the floor with his mouth open and the shot would be poured down 2's hairy naked buttcrack as 2 practically teabagged 1. I've seen few asses anywhere near this hairy. So 2 positions himself doggystyle over 1's face, and the shot of rum is poured, dripping past 2's anus and down his balls into1's mouth. Post shot, 1 rolls around screaming that the alcohol got in his eyes. He kept his eyes open?!?!?!? After that we all needed a cigarette, and as we head down to the smoking area 2 leans over to me and says "what really made this is the fact that I'e had diarrhea for the past three days"

3-Joseph latest fetish show. *vomits repeatedly*

All in all it was totally worth the $15 that someone else paid for me to go. Especially since I found a shop down here in South Florida with the heads for my dermal anchor, who also does removable surface to surface stapling. Fucking bad ass, right?

mood: shocked music: "what's simple is true" Jewel

What the fuck is it about me that screams "I'm looking for a relationship?"

Maybe I just need to stay away from guys in their late twenties.

Yes, I enjoy his company. Yes, I enjoy sitting there watching Star Trek with him. Yeah, I'm ok with a little messing around. Do I want to see him every day of the week? No. Do I want to hold hands everywhere we go? Definitely not.

GAAAAHHHH!!!!!

I should have learned my lesson after my "one night stand" wherein I hurt a really interesting guy by making out with three other people the night after I slept with him.

I guess I'm just too awesome for my own good. Now I just need to figure out what to do next.

mood: frustrated

So, after the KJ asked me to put in a fifth song tonight, I turned to my friend and told him that I feel like the karaoke's "Ace in the Hole". He replied that I should carry the some ace cards in my pocket, like the ace of spades, as in the song. I wold him that since I'm an earth element I should use the ace of diamonds, to which he responds "Well, you most certainly are a pretty little diamond."

I responded "Baby, don't fool yourself. I'm only a lump of coal, though I might be the easy lighting kynd."

yay self deprecation.

He still insists I'm a diamond.

AnnexedTrout: Oh fiddleytarts, I've lost my hairdryer! Now the prince shall never recieve the emblem of light and all our years in India shall have been in vain! Woe!
spiritFLAME 737: I have a curling iron?
AnnexedTrout: So does my girlfriend.
spiritFLAME 737: doesn't help, does it.
AnnexedTrout: I'm bald.
spiritFLAME 737: then the hairdryer doesn't do much either, does it?
AnnexedTrout: Go pester someone else if you have nothing to offer.
spiritFLAME 737: paper towels or hot tubbing?
spiritFLAME 737: you pestered me first.
AnnexedTrout: Same old false accusations?
spiritFLAME 737: without the burden of proof all accusations are false.
AnnexedTrout: Anyway, I'll take you up on the hot tubbing if you can get me in one within the next hour or so.
spiritFLAME 737: lol. who is this?
AnnexedTrout: I'm Das Mustafah
spiritFLAME 737: the german arabian?
spiritFLAME 737: who am I then?
AnnexedTrout: I think you'd be better suited at telling me that.
spiritFLAME 737: damn, I expect people to have the answers when they send me messages.
spiritFLAME 737: ::sigh::
AnnexedTrout: Can I require the same of you, then?
spiritFLAME 737: If I sent you the mesage first, then I suppose you could have.
AnnexedTrout: Alright. Who are you?
spiritFLAME 737: I am who I was when you bitched about losing your hair dryer.
AnnexedTrout: I never claimed to have one.
AnnexedTrout: Why did you decide to message me?
spiritFLAME 737:
AnnexedTrout: Oh fiddleytarts, I've lost my hairdryer! Now the prince shall never recieve the emblem of light and all our years in India shall have been in vain! Woe!
AnnexedTrout: Where did you find my username?
spiritFLAME 737: I rest my case.
spiritFLAME 737: at the beginning of this conversation.
spiritFLAME 737: where did you find mine?
AnnexedTrout: At the beginning of this conversation.
AnnexedTrout: Do you know who I am?
spiritFLAME 737: interesting.
spiritFLAME 737: so neither one of us sent the first message.
AnnexedTrout: You bore me.
AnnexedTrout: Goodbye.
spiritFLAME 737: Obviously, this is a miracle of technology
spiritFLAME 737: bye!

mood: confused

SO, I didn't wake up until around five this afternoon. How obscene is that?

Then I went out to dinner at fridays and back to this guy's house to watch some Deep Space 9. COuld not shut up about how much fun I had over the weekend, which prompted him to talk about DragonCon all night.

I think I'd kill for a cigarette, I'm fiending hardcore, having spent all my money and smoked all my cigarettes over the weekend.

God I need a job, and a time machine. This weekend is one I'd just like to live for the rest of my life.

"everyone think light thoughts."
"Oh no, it's an elevator of goths!"
"bats, dead babies, spiderwebs....."

mood: exhausted

So, by tonight I"m supposed to have a letter to Santa in a shoe in a window, and in the mroning the shoe will be filled with candy. that's the theory, and the tradition.
but do you have any idea how fucking stupid i feel writing a letter to santa when I'm almost twenty?

It's pretty fucking hard. here are my drafts, figure you guys might get some amusement out of this.

( santa drafts )

stoked about the gen, i can't wait.Also looking forward to further conversation with my favorite thunder god on wednesday. Maybe i'll let him take me home one of these days. lol.

also, i'm kynda in the market for another job, maybe just to be a second job, or to replace this one. whichever, i'm not getting enough hours these days.

well, love. light, grasshoppers and a very happy kwanza (w/e the fuck kwanza really is) to all.

mood: amused music: the killers-on top

well, the break is over.

I have a cell phone again, so call me and give me your numbers if i haven't already gotten them back.

cody and I are on a break as of sunday night, so if you see us without each other, pleasse don't ask.

Also, I lost my cell phone, so as soon as i get a new one i'm going to need everyone's phone numbers again.

I registered for mdc last night, i just have a few more steps before the processs is finished. YAY Tina finally getting off her ass and getting an edumacation.

yeah. later. bye.

( a song they play at my job )

I know most of you will never look at it because you don't look at lyrics cuts. but i only post lyrics when they express how I'm feeling, so yeah. whatever.

mood: confused

Monday night Cody and I were lucky enough to be able to see a screening of Joss Whedon's Serenity. It FUCKING OWNED!!!!!! Cody and I BOTH liked it. It's based on the series Firefly, which I've never heard of, but apprently there are some REALLY hardcore fans out there. That makes the movie look even better in my eyes, because, while many movies that are based out of series or books either give waaaay too much background, or they just expect you to know everything already, this one gave you just enough to know what was going on, and they managed to work it into the storyline. The characters were well developed, and I personally loved that there was no clear cut good guy or bad guy; though there was a protagonist and an antagonist, they were both people who were just doing what they thought was best. And there were enough things blowing up or getting shot at to make even Cody happy.

Also, major plus- little teeny tiny girl kicking major ass.

summary-GO SEE SERENTIY.

If the events that transpired on this day in History had happened on , say JUne 27, or sometime in september, chances are pretty good that we would refer to the holiday only as Independance day, because most other dates are waay too long and complicated for every day use.


Happy fourth of July.

Valid this week only at the Victoria's Secret conveniently located inside DOLPHIN MALL.

Wednesday(6/8): 4pm-9pm
Thursday(6/9): 7pm-11:30pm
Friday(6/10): OFF
Saturday(6/11): 1pm-11pm


If you feel you can look kynd of like you're shopping, feel free to come in and visit me.

<3

I HAVE JOB!!!!!!!!! watch out now.. Victoria's Secret, Sunset Place. BooYAH!

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was cooler?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I loveable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think I'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
28. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could kill someone?
32. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?

mood: curious