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<\/p>\nNoooo…it’s just a position at a security company doing phone sales. Am still holding out for better opportunity and some days are a killer. Nonetheless, I’m glad to have it. It is helping out quite a bit.<\/p>\n
Am planning surprise party for a relative this weekend. Should be fun. Flying down another relative from Maui who’s attending, and we are putting up in my bedroom for the weekend. Whew. Details not quite all worked out yet, as tickets are on standby. Even more fun.<\/p>\n
Very excited though, for entire weekend. Launching new adult site with fiance in two days. Ought to be a total blast. Will be keeping all involved posted as to the develo ents.<\/p>\n
Am declining invitation from my friends Deb & Scott to go with them to Vegas in two weeks. Instead am planning to go with fiance and his folks in April. Can’t wait….<\/p>\n
On a more local note, Jish asked me to say ‘hi’ to my webloggers webring very special blog neighbors.
\n\u00bb to the left of me:<\/i> 120 degrees dot com \u00bb to the right of me:<\/i> Foxy and Hush.<\/p>\n
So, HI, NEIGHBORS!!<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
Gotta go….adult website work awaits. CGI scripting has never been this fun. Or seXXXy.<\/p>\n
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Ha.
\nAlthough I was perfectly annoyed at the time, I can’t help but laugh recalling it now. Yesterday we’re in the car, my honey & me, driving to God knows where for the millionth time and a song comes on the radio.<\/p>\n
him:<\/b> “Is this Jewel?”<\/p>\n
me:<\/b> “No, it’s Sarah McLachlan.”<\/p>\n
him:<\/b> “Oh. She’s hot.”<\/p>\n
~pause~<\/p>\n
him:<\/b> “I used to yank off to her pictures.” [insert sheepish grin here]<\/p>\n
me:<\/b> (rolling my eyes at the thought–he DOES say shit like this all the time—even said it about that hot-tempered redhead Latina Judge on TV. Ah, well, boys will be boys. Hmm…see if I can change the subject…)<\/p>\n
me:<\/b> (hastily), “I have her last CD. This song’s on it. I like it.”<\/p>\n
\n“Ugh,”<\/i> I think to myself, “…that’s not going to work. I can feel it.”<\/i><\/p>\n
him:<\/b> “Does it have a picture of her on it?”<\/p>\n
me:<\/b> “Yeah.”<\/p>\n
~pause~<\/p>\n
him:<\/b> “Can I borrow it?”<\/p>\n
me:<\/b> (grunting), “NO.”<\/p>\n
[insert soft chuckling on his side of the car here]<\/p>\n
Men. Can’t live with ’em, can’t kill ’em. Gotta love ’em. Simple creatures that they are.<\/p>\n
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Christmas. Then New Year’s. James and I spent it at my mom’s, drinking and snacking and playing the Planet Hollywood home game, Taboo, and Celebrity Taboo. Got a kiss at midnight. Drank crappy fake champagne.<\/p>\n
Last week we celebrated his 27th birthday at his parents house and had dinner. Twas a jolly time had by all. Had mom and dad over for dinner Sunday (it’s their 28th anniversary on the 9th) and the 13th was our 6th month anniversary.<\/p>\n
This weekend we rented Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas<\/i> and Office Space<\/i> on DVD, neither of which I’d seen before. I’m sure Hunter S. Thompson’s ‘Gonzo’ journalism is all just fine and dandy, and I loved Johnny Depp and Benicio DelToro, I must say I had to squelch the urge to shudder at the gross display of psychotic behavior and excessive drug use in the film. Office Space<\/i> was very funny. Especially where the nerdy office guys are destroying the fax machine out in the middle of the field and there’s gangsta rap playing during the scene. Very clever.<\/p>\n
Got a call from a friend outstate, been awhile since we talked. She and her hubby are off to Vegas next month, we’re invited. Fat chance. I can’t even afford to look at commercials on TV.<\/p>\n
Still jobless. Going hungry. I’ve got my Sharpie pen ready to draw out sections on the couch to cut up and cook for dinner. Aside from that, not much else to write home about.<\/p>\n
All’s just peachy.<\/p>\n
Right. Wonderful.<\/p>\n
More to come. Betcha can’t stand the suspense. What??!! Bite me. I know, I know. I said it, you didn’t. Fuckin’ A.<\/p>\n
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Noooo…it’s just a position at a security company doing phone sales. Am still holding out for better opportunity and some days are a killer. Nonetheless, I’m glad to have it. It is helping out quite a bit. Am planning surprise party for a relative this weekend. Should be fun. Flying down another relative from Maui … <\/p>\n