Monday, November 28, 2005

Viva Las Vegas!


We've returned. Vegas at Thanksgiving is a pornucopia of good things!

From the sweet Aladdin suite where we stayed to the bangin' bridal boudoir overlooking Bellagio's fountains...

To the lazy susan with the Pope's Bust at Buca di Beppo. I missed taking the pic of the naked fat man on a tortoise over the urinal - yes, I went into the men's room - but I found a comparable pic online.

We so needed a few days in the city of sin.

Let's do a count:

References to porn on Thanksgiving - 149

Pictures with husband that we took ourselves - 15

here's one

Martini's - 10

Mimosa's and assorted champagne drinks - 3

Jemmy pours the champers

Carbombs - 1

i took this shot while hanging over the balcony at NY, NY - right after the resulting sickness from the martini's and carbomb happened...

Hangovers - 0

Fabulous time had by all...

Wish you were there,

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Family, friends, yadda yadda yadda...

In the grand tradition of Death to All Turkeys Day, I've compiled a list of things I'm thankful for:

* I've had yet another jail-free year.

* Kahlua, Bailey's, Brandy and Milk - all mixed together.

* My panties didn't fall down during a client meeting.

* Margaritas at Via de los Santos (also thankful that I didn't miss the bowl while puking up said margaritas from Via de los Santos).

* That on Thanksgiving, we'll be at Tangerine or Fortydeuce.

* Birth control pills

* Matthew McConaughey

* Sarcasm

* Elvis - the dog, and the King

* The fact that when you type the word "Failure" into Google and hit "I'm Feeling Lucky" this site comes up.

* Our trip to Washington DC, Virginia and New York for Christmas!

* Family, friends, fa-la-la-la-la, fiestas, laughter, love, lights, and pass the pie please I'm goin' in for another piece.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

A year ago today...

I was sitting in a chair while my friend Sandra tried to cover my tattoo so it wouldn't show as I walked down the aisle.

This morning, I'm marveling that it has been a year since I married my giving husband. It feels like ten.

Before I robbed the cradle and stumbled into marriage, I thought I knew myself. Strong, independent, going to conquer the world, travel anywhere, do anything. Kevin used to joke that I was the "man" in the relationship because I couldn't be bothered with too much sweetness or sentimentality. He also thinks I'm insane , a martini whore and a wild child - but secretly, that's why he loves me.

This man, my husband of one year, has reduced me to a simpering idiot. He is so wonderful to me that I've become a complete girl.

God, he is such a sap.

And I just couldn't be happier.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Me and my fucking big mouth...

Oh Styro, you are an awesome internet goddess... (holding you from afar, telling you that if you ever grow up and stop being an Internet nerd that people from around the world will shed tears of grief and pull out their hair as they throw down magnum's of tequila and snort lines to blow their minds because there would be no more Styro and then we'd have to have a collective suicide pact and it would take too long to organize and when we finally succeeded it would just be a big ol' mess and someone would have to clean up that shit and do you really want that on your conscience? I didn't think so.)

Tasty pint on me? Penny Lane? December?

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Just a quick note

To the self-serving sycophant sitting in the front row of my Management Information Systems class,

Shut. Up.

How did you get into an MBA program when you don't know how to take visual clues from the professor? When he says, "good point" and moves away, he is done listening to you.

Another thing, please stop waving your arm. The professor doesn't meet your gaze for a reason. He GETS PAID to talk about Information Technology. You do not.

Furthermore, no one in the class is impressed with your knowledge of acronyms and how you not-so-suavely insert them into your babblings. GUI isn't a cutting edge term - we all know what it means and how to pronounce it.

So please, for the next 7 weeks, spare us your simple-minded stories, irrelevant insights and jokes about people who use Linux client servers. If you don't, I may have to initiate a "systems crash" on your ass.

Thank you ever so much,

Thursday, November 03, 2005

I lie...

I'm posting about something non-novel related.

I just got a call from someone who is putting together a statewide conference for DECA instructors and administrators. She saw me speak to FBLA students recently and wants to book me for her conference later this month.

Really, I just can't believe that someone would want me to speak in front of their organization. Are they crazy? The obviously don't know me.

Still, I'm thrilled.

I always knew my big mouth would be an asset someday...

A comment...

to all 4 of my faithful readers.

I apologize, but I will not be blogging much about anything that doesn't have to do with National Novel Writing Month in the coming weeks. Starting the "novel" writing has consumed my every waking moment, and even some sleeping ones, and unless someone at my work does something really stupid - or George Bush really pisses me off - I probably will be focusing on novel related posts and such.

Never fear, however. Should something of mass importance happen (like I lose my job for writing my novel during business hours) I will be here to vent on my blog.

In the meantime, please feel free to check my work in progress. And yes, I do realize that Chapter 2 is a little trite, a tad bit silly and more girly than I really wanted it. Other comments welcome...

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

I can't believe I'm doing this...

but I'm going to post my novel as I write it.

Please keep in mind the following three things:

1. This novel is a first draft.
2. I have no idea what this novel will be about and just came up with the name for the main character about 15 minutes ago.
3. I will not spend time editing my work at this time in the novel writing process.

Those three things being said, feel free to check out my novel progress here.

Also, please feel free to comment constructively. You are allowed to hate it, think it's trite or to not even consider my work, but if you negatively trash my writing or tell me that my plot sucks I will be forced to curse you. Don't make me curse you...

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Stupidly self-centered for over 3 decades!