Hairspray. Go see it. Now!

Hairspray the musical has come to the big screen.
You can visit the official website
HERE.

Go see it, damn it.

John Travolta is no Divine, but he is tolerable. I really liked the movie, especially when the queen herself - Queen Latifa - sang my new personal anthem "Big Blond and Beautiful". It seemed like this version is a little more focused on body image issues instead of racial integration and equality.
(I think that made me love it even more!)

Judging by the cameos of both Ricki Lake and his holiness Mr John Waters, the new hairspray seems to be supported by all the original folks. You can't beat the first one, but this one is definitely worth checking out. Hell, I might even break down and buy the soundtrack.

Home Sweet Home

Well bitches, even I get a vacation every once in awhile. Although I can't really afford it. However, from the 22nd-28th I am going home to the Youngstown area to visit my family and get some good old fashioned babying. I can't fucking wait! I work 7-3:30 Saturday and right after work I am heading on to home (yes, that is the humble abode that yours truly was spawned and grown in).

The drive only takes about 2 to 2 1/2 hours. That is just long enough for me to start beginning to lose my mind and the feeling in my toes. I don't know how people can drive for 5, 10 or 20 hours a stretch! Feel free to give me a call and keep me company on my trip. I would say you could text me, but I think the highway patrol frowns upon driving and texting. Why? I don't know.

I will do my best to take some pictures and I may even have access to the internet once I am home. (Welcome to 2007 mom and dad!) Alas, I may not blog much for a while. Some people think all I do is complain. That has kind of soured me on the whole blogging thing, but I am sure I will get back on track (and have plenty of time) once I am back in cow town and working my measly 22 hours! Let's all say it together now ... "NEW JOB".

I had an idea to blog about friendship and how I sometimes look at my friends and wonder why they like spending time with me. What is it about me that makes someone want to call me a friend. I truly feel honored at times that people would chose to have me in their lives. However, I have a massive headache and just took some allergy medicine that will hopefully knock me out and I will get some major sleep tonight.

I will tell you this bit of good news, though. I weighed myself at my friend Candy's house and I have lost another 7 pounds!! That brings the total to a whopping 22 pounds! Woot woot!!

My first reward I came up with awhile ago was to finally get the wrist tattoo that I have been wanting once I drop 25 pounds. It looks like I will be getting pretty inky in the near future. I can't wait and you are all invited!

Presenting Lothian in Simpson-vision!

(I am Totally stealing this idea from Donna)

Meet Lothian, the newest resident to Springfield. Lothian works at the local comic book store where she and "comic book guy" make fun of customers all day. Lothian particularly hates those who purchase lame ass Manga books and she lovingly refers to them as "Mongo's." When Lothian is not working she enjoys watching her favorite TV show "The Puffiest Catch." The show follows a bunch of fishermen while they work, doing the most deadly job: fishing off of Springfield sound for puffer fish. In fact, her most prized possession is her "Puffiest Catch" t-shirt.
Lothian is looking for a good, nice looking man who has never played Dungeons and Dragons. Tattoos are a plus but not required. He must have a sense of humor and enjoy the luscious curves of her yellow body. The perfect man for Lothian will respect her life-long ban of Krusty Burger's, although he does not have to only eat Tofu Totties himself. If you think you have what she is looking for, if you can name all of the members of the Fellowship of the Ring while dancing to "Rock of Ages" by Def Lepppard, then give Lothian a call. Her number is 614-867-5309

Michael Moore PWNS Wolf Blitzer and CNN on Live TV

Michael Moore is my new hero.

I just have to say ...

Tonight Tonight Tonight!

Mullets are sexy-ass, and make me wet.


I may get laid tonight.

(I've been saving myself for a man like him.)

You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both and there you have ...

First the good news:

I have lost 15 pounds!
Woot!!

My blood pressure was crazy high, but who cares? I will just be a sexy skinny bitch having a heart attack.

Other good news:

This Sunday night, bitches.

Def Fucking Leppard.

Will have pictures, hopefully.

**and now let the bitching commence ...

In case you didn't know...

... I FUCKING HATE MY JOB!!! I am too tired to go over the details of tonight. Let's just say that I really really want a job where

ALL of the people do ALL of the work and not SOME of the people do ALL of the work.


When did we become a society where hard work is looked down upon? What kind of person feels good about themselves at the end of the day after doing nothing all day at work? I appreciate hard work. I truly believe I could work in a factory where the harder you work and the better you do your job, the more acknowledgment you get. Don't get me wrong. I don't have to look much farther than my own father to see how a factory worker can just be kicked to the curb. I am just saying, who is proud of themselves for getting the most amount of money for the least amount of work. How can a person pass judgment on others when they never get their fingers dirty? I wonder how does it feel to be totally and utterly fucking useless?

Dearest management staff and co-workers,
If some of us rose up and chose to not do your goddamn job for you, or chose to only do that which is required of us, you would all be fucking lost. I am tired. Tired of being treated like shit and getting under appreciated. Tired of doing the work of 2 people. Pull your heads out of your self righteous, self important, holier than thou asses and realize YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT THE REAL WORKERS. YOU ARE USELESS, THOUGHTLESS, ARROGANT AND LOST. AND SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES!

That is all for now. Didn't take me long to start complaining about work again, did it?


(PS- I have no clue why the type on this post is so huge, but I can't fix it. It just represents my anger I suppose.)

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