Things that are pissing me off Vol. 2

29 02 2008

Just a short list today…

  • The carpool lane. More specifically the people who use the carpool lane, and believe that it is, in fact, the “faster than the fast lane uh, lane”. It’s not. If I get into the carpool lane (which I have to speed up to at least 80-85, just to get into) and I cruise to about 70, don’t get all up in my ass. If you are going to do that, at least have the decency to pull my hair. I had to give the finger to about 4 assholes that had to have been going at least 90. Fuck them. I’m in the carpool lane because I have my kid in the car. There is NO way that I am going to go over the speed limit your speed, just to make you happy. Oh and that pretty double yellow line that you are crossing? Not just to make the freeway all that much more beautiful. It’s there to stop you from going in and out of the carpool lane! Those dashes every mile and a half?? MEANT FOR YOU TO EXIT OR ENTER THE CARPOOL LANE FUCKO!
  • My ex. Period. I’m getting sick of his insinuations that I am a whore. Fuck that guy.
  • The one day, the ONE FUCKING DAY I decide to wear a skirt, so does my mortal enemy. What the fuck Karma? What did I do to piss YOU off? Oh well, at least mine is prettier. And I bet I paid less. ($6.99! How you like that Ali?)
  • Oh and? Fuck you weather. You were in the 80’s on Monday and Tuesday and today I cant see the sky because of all this fog.

Told you it was short. Got anything to bitch about?

So sorry

26 02 2008

I haven’t been able to post in the last week because I have been enjoying a fabulous vacation in Paris.

No, I haven’t. I’m a big fat bitchy liar.

I hate blog entries like this. I hate to read them because really, who the fuck cares where I have been. I don’t have any tragedies to tell. I don’t have any good news either. I’ve just been busy.

Busy reading. Busy reading this, this, this, and I am totally wrapped up in THIS right now. SOO good. If you can, pick it up.

Why am I so obsessed with Jodi Picoult right now? The question should be, why are you NOT? She is a fantastic writer. My personal favorite. How in the hell am I reading so many books in less than a month? Don’t ask. Much neglect to my child and blog happens during this process.

The book I am reading now, Nineteen Minutes, is just compelling. It’s about a school shooting. Picoult writes from the perspectives of ALL involved from the shooter, to the students, their parents, law enforcement, and the judicial system. She never takes a side but gives the raw, honest feelings in every way that she can. Her books are just books that you cannot put down.

That said, I am wasting time writing this when I could be reading. Not that I don’t love you all, I just have this addiction that I have to go tend to.

Be lucky its not booze or sex.

Now I know

18 02 2008

Now I know what kind of readers I have. Seems you all like to laugh at whores and whore related jokes. Duly noted my dears.

Skiplovey tagged me for a meme. And since I have nothing better to write about, I’ll go ahead and do it.

It’s the My Post Meme! Whooo.

**The Rules**
Post about the meme and link back to the person who tagged you. [Done]
Go back through your archives and link to your five favorite posts.

*Link One: must be about family.
*Link Two: must be about friends
*Link Three: must be about yourself
*Link Four: must be about something you love
*Link Five: can be anything you choose.

Tag 5 other people (2 being people you would like to get to know better)

Here goes…

1. I’m going to cheat a little and link to two posts, but only because they go together. My dad’s parents are both gone. I was very close to the two of them and my grandma especially. I wrote about her twice and the legacy she left behind, the legacy that NO ONE in my family even knew about. First part is here and the second is here.

2. Most of the “friend” type of writing that I have been doing lately hasn’t been the most positive so I am not linking to them. I am going to point towards my post about being an Auntie to my best friend S’s kids. Check it out here.

3. Hereis one where I wrote an open letter to myself in high school. Yikes. I just found my old high school journal so I might be copying some stuff out of there for your reading enjoyment. HAHA. I’ll have to drink a lot first.

4. Something I love? How about Calvin and Hobbs and shopping? Check it out.

5. Since I lurrrve my man so much, here is a post I wrote in response to him remember an anniversary I didn’t even remember we had.

So now I have to tag people huh? Ok… don’t blame me, its in the RULES.

Ima go with Amy, because I love to read about her humble beginnings. Heather, because like me, she always needs blog fodder. Oh and this is an easy way to drop a link to her new site. She WAS blogging at “I’ll Think of It” and has now moved. Jennifer, because I’m nosey like that. As for people I would like to get to know better, Ima tag OhMommy because she is SUCH a great writer, and LunaNik over at Secrets of a Black Heart because I would love to get to know her a little better.

Since so many of you enjoyed my Valentine, you might enjoy a contest too. It isn’t your average blogging give away, I promise. It’s the Sex in a Box Giveaway!! Go here to enter. Tell her I sent you. Because who doesn’t need a vibrating cock ring??

Happy Valentine’s Day. Or whatever.

14 02 2008

Valentine 08

Happy Valentine’s Day Ya’ll! Get laid ok? That’s the only perk to the holiday for some. That, and the candy.

Everything changes… And friends become strangers

13 02 2008

Well it seems that, based on your comments from my last post, that you all feel that I should NOT leap regarding my ex friend.

I have to say that I agree. Somewhat. (Chill, let me explain. Sheesh.)

I know, without hesitation, that whatever type of friendship we had in the past, will never happen again. Ever. I will never trust her with any part of me, with any information about my life, with anything. I can’t. I will never go to any length to do the things I have done for her, to make the sacrifices I did. I will never lie for her or put myself in a position where I have to cover for her in any way.

What I can do is tolerate her. I can play nice. I can drink her beer. But I really doubt that I could ever call her a friend ever again.

 Friendship is funny. After high school, the whole concept of friendship changes. The people you thought were your friends let you down. The people that really ARE your friends, stay by you. Out of all the “friends” I had in high school, I still talk to about 3 of them. That is a shockingly low number to me. In the 7 (almost 8 ) years since graduation, I have 2 good friends that I know I can count on. I’ve made one really good friend here at work. The ultimate test to me, being a “grown up” is making friends out of co-workers and finding out if they were really your friend after you leave that job.

2 maybe 3 friends. Seems kinda low.

But wait. I’m forgetting about an untapped group of friends. Internet friends. Blogging buddies. There are so many people that I have gotten close to, thanks to the Internet. This would normally be the place where I would link drop like crazy. But I don’t think I have to. My friends know who they are.

In all honesty, anyone who commented on that last post and the FUCKED UP situation that I am faced with is now considered my friend. Seriously. That’s the beauty of the Internet. We write about the most off the wall shit and yet there is still someone out there who can relate. We can write about the most random stuff our kids, loved ones, and just people in general come up with, and we can find some humor, compassion, and love to pass on.

We are a lucky few.

Thank you for being there for me, without reservation.

Thank you for reading, without asking for anything in return. (except comments. GIVE ME COMMENTS you demand)(Ok ok you know I do!)

Most of all, thanks for relating, for being honest, and for being you.

(Everybody now – AWWWWWWWW)

Oh yea, and thanks for coming back.

Leap of Faith #1: Trust

8 02 2008

Leap of Faith 

Trust is a tricky thing. It is so hard to gain, so hard to give, but taken away so easily. I struggle so much with this that I am beginning to NOT trust the whole concept of trust.

Let me start making some sense.

Right now, I am faced with the opportunity to take a Leap of Faith. I just don’t know if I should.

Go read this:
When Trust Leaves You Hanging

I link to this post often so if you have read it, you will understand. If you haven’t take a minute and go for it. This post will make a lot more sense.

When I wrote that post, me and my “BFF” T, had just “broken up” (for lack of a better phrase). What I never added or wrote about was what happened AFTER all that. I did talk to Rura’s mom about the situation and she believed me. She knew that T was always up to no good and she did not trust her. Once all as said and done (or at least I thought) T continued to attempt to bring me down. She actually told my ex, who she HATED, everything about my and Rura’s relationship, everything I had ever told her in confidence. Can you imagine the can of worms that opened? Needless to say, I was very hurt over and over by her. It still bothers me. I don’t think about it everyday, but when it does cross my mind, I get angry about it.

Fast forward to the last 3 months. Rura and I have spoken to T’s husband a few times, here and there. Him on the phone, me through myspace. We both agreed that we missed hanging out with him, but could do without her. We talked about the trust issue, about how I felt betrayed and that he had felt the same. Then around New Years, his phone was off and he wasn’t answering our messages on myspace.

Fast Forward to last night. Rura gets a call on  his cell from a number he doesn’t know. He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t recognize the name or the voice but the caller says its important, he needs his help, and to please call back. Rura tries to call for about an hour but no one ever picks up. No voice mail either. He calls again this afternoon and it’s T’s husband, R. He called last night so that Rura could give me the phone, so that T could ask me a question. The question? She wanted to know the name of one of the mom’s on our son’s soccer team. From 2 years ago.

She wanted to ask me if I remembered someones name. (I’m thinking about it, and the circumstances that are prompting her to ask me, and things don’t add up. If that mom, who we can only remember as *insert kids name here*’s mom, is causing trouble with one of T’s cousins or something, then how did her name NOT come up when she was first brought up? Sounds like a made up story) Such a simple and ridiculous thing to make contact over.

Its been 9 months. This is why she calls? THIS is what she has no problem talking to me about??!

I don’t get it.

Rura told me that him and R talked about the possibility of me and T “reuniting”. He asked me what I thought about that, if I was able to handle the possibility of that situation.

I honestly don’t know.

I would feel like a fool if I just went back so easily. Especially without some kind of apology. I know in y heart that I will never, ever get one from her. She isn’t capable of that kind of thought process. I’m sure that she truly thinks I was wrong, that I’m the cause of the end of our friendship, and that she is doing ME a favor (again) by extending her hand.

Then again, she really hasn’t. This could all be some kind of game.

I want to feel comfortable enough to give friendship with her another try. But why should I? I don’t want to look like a fool and I certainly don’t want her to think that SHE was the one who did me a favor by being my friend again.

So to leap or not to leap?

That is the question.

Leap of Faith in 08′is the brainchild of some awesome bloggers: Chicken Fried Therapy, Busy Dad, and Piper of Bliss in Bloom. Click their names for their LoF posts!

And it begins

4 02 2008

So now that that pesky little football game is out of the way, we can make room for a much more important sport.


That’s right. It’s time for Dodger Baseball.

I’ll be perfectly honest. This fires me up Cal.

This year is gonna be a big one people. 50 years to celebrate. And how are the Dodgers kicking off that celebration you ask? Well they are going home. On March 29th, the Dodgers are returning to the L.A. Coliseum to play the Boston Red Sox. Did you hear that tickets for the game sold out within one hour??! The Dodgers haven’t played there since 1961!! I believe that this is the first baseball game played there since.

And guess who’s going? Just guess.


Oh hell yes we are. I can’t think of a better way to start this season. I can’t think of a better game. The only thing that could make this the perfect season would be if we could get into Opening Day. Hopefully I get lucky because they are drawing names of people who will be able to buy two tickets. Believe me, if I won, I would take the day off for opening day.

Wish us luck!