Rampant Randomness

I figured it was time.

It's probably bad that I don't remember the last night I went without a drink, but at the same time, I rarely get drunk, just comfortably tipsy. (That point past being willing to drive but still willing to work with sharp or hot objects.) Hmm. I have plenty of excuses, want a few?

I spent like the last hour on the phone with my mom's best friend. I love the woman, I really do. Even when she calls me late and after a few drinks and I lovingly have to listen to the same story three times. She complains about my mom as much as I do, it's worth it.

By the way, I am horrible on the phone. In high school I used to sit on the phone for hours with friends, not even saying anything, just watching television, sometimes even the same channel. Now? If you aren't doing most of the talking I just sit there like "okay... what do you want?" Is it boredom? It's not like I don't have the time to talk to people, it's just a lack of drive. Texts? AIM? Not really an issue, it's easier to make it brief... Me? Brief? Yeah, I text like I write, in full sentences and it's hard sometimes to make my wordy self trim it down, but yeah.

I'm hungry.

My impending trip to fun in the sun has me all stressed out about body image. I am going to California for goodness sakes, I'd like to come back with a decent amount of sun. Am I willing to wear a tank top? I don't remember the last time I did in public. I've got chubby arms and lovely little stretch marks that have been with me at least since junior high. Should that matter? To be honest, I like big, flowy comfortable clothes. A coat of some sort has been my security blanket for as long as I remember. I wear flannels and try to blame my proximity to the Seattle fashion scene. My fashion sense comes from my mother, no doubt. T-shirt and jeans nearly every day of her life. I stole my first two favorite flannel shirts from her, hid them for a couple months and then let them resurface saying she gave them to me. I try to be better then that, kinda, plus I have been on this girly kick the last few years that along with prompting me to own more then one skirt, has also revealed much more cleavage then in past, something T-shirts don't allow. Better, but not progressive, but oh how I love the girls, they are one part of my body that I am relatively fond of. Big and flowy don't do much to flatter a big girl like me, but then again neither do the tight articles that do not much else but accentuate just how curvy the body can be. I have found myself asking the hubby "if this is too tight" or "how bad does this look" or any other skeptical self conscious questions. I see big girls ALL the time with more confidence then me in this area... any help? Please?

(Insert pause here, I had to save as a draft and start again the next morning. That's just how random this post is.)

Payday again, always fun. On top of the bills we are precariously close to drowning in, we have to renew my ID and the tags on the car. An extra hundred or so to worry about. Yay. At least the hubby had a day of overtime and we have whatever Ketchup chooses to contribute. Ketchup better not start going on and on about getting a phone again. We gave him a FREE phone, a Razr in fact, set him up with a deal that is only ten dollars a month for texts and unlimited access to our home phone. Apparently this isn't good enough for the guy who talks to virtually no one.

A fifteen year old kid in Iowa said he would buy me a car some day. Should I hold him to it?

Car insurance sucks. I went onto the website for Farmers the other day (because that's the company we have) and for the hell of it, I got a quote because seriously, they have raised it over a hundred and fifty dollars in the last year and that didn't sound too peachy. The website quoted us much, much cheaper. Fifty dollars a month cheaper in fact, nearly half price. I got quotes from four other companies as well and all of them were even cheaper then Farmers. The hubby is at our agent's right now trying to sort through it.

It's come to my attention that I've gotten a lot of hits on my blog because of my post "How to Pass a Drug Test." Well, hi to all of you and while I kind of like being the source for information, I'd like you to keep two things in mind. One, I am no authority, I have never even had to take a drug test. All of my information was accumulative over the years through peripheral experience and being well read. Google it, I did. Two, my blog is so much more then that so take the time to read a post or two, maybe even comment me to let me know if I've helped before forgetting about me entirely. Thanks!

Still haven't talked to Sassy at all, and really I doubt we will anytime soon. She has officially declared her single status and I think the hubby and I are just part of the life she had with Tall, something to be left behind. It's a toss up as to how much of a loss it is. I probably wouldn't have ever become friends with a girl like this if Tall hadn't of brought her around. At the same time though, I have been as close to her as any other female over the past few years. She just did a survey on MySpace and it's pretty obvious she has moved on with her life.

Speaking of MySpace, I finally changed mine a little, from the background to my top friends and hopefully before too long I will sweeten the pot by adding some more pictures.

Eighteen days and just over three hours until the plane takes off for California. I haven't been on a plane in years. How different has it become post 9-11? I remember my mom a few years back purposely left a nail file in her purse, just to see if they would flip out. They didn't even find it. I don't think I will be trying something like that.

Spleeee! (Anyone who get's this reference is awesome.)

Birthday money has started to roll in, two cards, one from my grandma and one from my aunt. This means a little spending money for our vacation, which is awesome because we would have been pretty dang strapped for cash. Not that I really mind Jack in the Box, but the hubby has his heart set on the House of Blues. I am really quite afraid as to what that bill is going to add up to. God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change.

Is there a good cheap tequila to use for margaritas?

Due to winning three free downloads through SmirnofIce.com, I just signed up with emusic.com again. It's a good service but it's all independent labels. There's a lot of good names, just ten times more that you've never heard of. I've got seventy six downloads remaining for this month (started out with eighty-three but the hubby actually found some songs to download before I had even had a chance to look) and I don't even know where to start. For anyone interested, it's ten dollars a month for like fifty downloads a month, with a sign-up, or in my case, resign-up bonuses. It typically works out to about thirty-three cents a song. It's month to month and you can cancel at any time. You can burn the tracks as much as you like, something a lot of the other music download sites don't offer. Wow, they should pay me for this plug.

The insurance agent just called, he doesn't understand why the Farmers website would give me that quote so he made me bring it up on the computer so I could give him a code from it. Sounds like he may recommend that we switch companies, which is cool that he would even suggest that and I have to say, he is what makes it hard to think about switching companies. (On a funny note, Ketchup was with the hubby down at the insurance place and my agent called him my hubby's enforcer. Ha!)

A perk to the hubby's four day weekend next week is that they are using Ketchup to cover his shift on Wednesday. Yay! That works for me!

Freaking-A! We keep getting these telemarketer calls for Prissy. (Just got another.) I yelled at the lady this time because she got uppity with me about it, saying that Prissy must have given our number out as a contact. She's like "well can you give her a message?" No! You've been calling for months, this isn't her number, we have given her the message, there is nothing else we can do, take this number out of the dang system! If Prissy ever admits to giving out our number I am going to smack her.

Out of nowhere music recommendation: Kimya Dawson. She did a couple of the songs from the movie Juno. Check out her MySpace, she's got songs available for download. Happy listening!

The bugs (bees, wasps, whatever, it doesn't matter) outside the window right next to me are starting to piss me off so I am going to wrap this up in a tight little bow and be on my way so I don't feel like I am itching for the rest of the day. (Bugs bad, very bad, ugh.)

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