Good Evening, well I should say good night since it's so late!!!
I just felt like typing. Not much went on today.
I saw this guy here on Family Guy,"Death is a Bitch". I watched this episode today, and thought he was too funny.
Other than our phone modem being removed ( really you now need a modem for phone service!) and buying flip flops (my new favorite shoe), I did jack today. Hubby worked pretty much all day, and is now passed out on the couch. I did zip. Mucky thinks she is a fucking parakeet, and it is okay to poop on the floor from the top of the cat tower. Stupid little bitch!! We have got to get her fixed!
There is something very sinful about doing nothing. It's like taboo. The whole idle mind being the devil's workshop and all. You feel like shit because you weren't productive, but apparently not bad enough to get up and do something. Oh well, I guess it can't be helped now. Stop brooding , Yokai!
I visited a friend of mine's blog. I noticed previously he had a link to my site. So I slapped my self on the head. How could I have been so rude not to give him a return shout out?!!! So, you'll notice there is a link called Crackerjacked. He hasn't updated in about a month, but his archived stuff is great. Check it out.
So it begins. Girl Scout Cookie time. Those little bitches and their sugary goodness are out with their stupid little uniforms on, and their big pitiful eyes. They beg for you to buy their annual and highly inflated priced cookies. I'm sure the money goes to a good cause. I know where the 100 bucks worth of cookies are going. Straight to my Pilate's toned ass! I must not fall victim this year. Who am I kidding? I've already bought one box of Trefoils. They're already gone, and I bought them yesterday!!!! I hate those tiny twats!!!!! Don't they know swimsuit season in near? But they don't care. All they can think of is merit badge. Yep we are all walking rope knots and handmade birdhouses to them. And they sell them at the grocery store, Wal-mart, the mall. You know, the places you are the most vulnerable or you wallet is the most vulnerable and in view. If you say no, you just feel like an asshole. I usually say no to the ugly ones. Let's face it. Not every girl scout can be JonBenet. However, after seeing the movie, Little Miss Sunshine, I think I will buy from little girls that look like that. Yep, the pudgeroos that might have a shot of looking normal by the time they are thirteen. Maybe I just like underdogs. Anyway, a woman from Hubby's office will be at the mall with her 16 year old girl scout daughter selling them. Let me tell ya, that hope of looking better at 13 totally was wasted on this one. I guess I'll go and buy some from her.
The kid is great except for her "veganism". Don't get me wrong. I have several friends that are vegetarians, and they're cool. There is something about when veggies take the turn into vegan. I haven't met one vegan that wasn't snooty, uptight, arrogant, self-righteous, and just a plain out bitch. I'm sure there are vegans out there that are cool people that don't snub their nose at others and are fun and kind people, I'm just saying I haven't met any so far. This 16 year old rock star has been a vegan since she was 10. Trust me. A tall frothy glass of kindness and help me off my high horse would be a start in the right direction.
So minus the time I have been on this blog, I have been watching the History Channel's History of Sex marathon. Trust me, I've learned a lot about sex. Not only has this program stretched from the beginning of life and earth til now, it has also covered from the Far East to us here in the prudish US of A. I think if Americans were having more sex in more adventurous ways and places, there might be a little less war and contentment from other countries. Well, maybe not the Middle East. They think we're infidels so I don't think more sex on our part is going to help that. Maybe wild, crazy, stupid sex on theirs. But not with a camel or goat. When I was in Iraq, combat soldiers would entertain themselves with clips of Middle Eastern men caught defiling either a goat, sheep, or camel. The silly herders. What goes on in the pastures just doesn't stay in the pastures thanks to night vision.
So, I guess I should call it a night.
I have something sweet and sensual for tonight's send off:
Love is not "blind", but visionary:
It sees into the very heart of its object,
and sees the "real self" behind and in the midst
of the frailties and short comings of the person.
--Andreas Angyal
Sweet dreams,
Yokai Kifujin
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