Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Just in case.


(If I do turn up missing. Here's a pic of myself. I'm wearing the glasses. And well, question the hell out of Cathleen Jean Paradis of Chatsworth, California. Thanks for all those that searched for me in advance. I'm sure I loved you. Oh gosh, I think I've lost my mind.)

And I'm outta here.

So leave it to me to get sick 2 days before I fly out to LA. Not just the sniffles, I might add, but some fucking stomach virus. I won't go into detail, but lets just say it was pretty nasty. But I'm recovering quite nicely, and will continue with my trip as planned. Monday I felt like death, and was for sure the girls would be flying out to my funeral instead. Thank God for Thera-flu.

So now, I'm finishing up on some laundry, packing the rest of my necessities, and ready to be with my Lulas. You have no idea, how excited I am to be with my sisters. It shall be an interesting experience. And well, I can already tell we're gonna have tons of fun. Lookout LA!

So does anyone want cool souvenirs? I was planning on raiding some trashcans while I was out there. I mean, who doesn't want someone's chewed gum? Or used tampon? Or crusty half eaten sandwich? I could so make a fortune on ebay!

Well, I'm out. I'll see you in a week. MUAHAHAHA. Unless I do get arrested or killed like my grandmother has predicted, if so, I'll see you in the afterlife. Bye my bitches.

And to my Lulas! It's about time we saw each other in the flesh. Can't wait to see your crazy faces!

Saturday, March 17, 2007

OMG. LIKE. YAY.

Guess who got their period?!?!?! That would be me, Zee. (Not to be confused with a certain someone's assistant. I'm pretty sure, I had that name first.) Anyway...Haven't been this excited. Ever. Well excited to get such a horrid thing. I'm sure you wanted to hear this. But I just had to share the good news.

Happy St. Patrick's Day, by the way! I just wish I had been warned. Let's just say, I'm pretty tired of getting pinched.

Sorry this is so short, but it's time for some much needed sleep. Peace out, and three fucking days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, March 16, 2007

Crazy craptastic thoughts.

Thanks for all the sweet messages regarding my pooch. I'm happy to report that the little devil is back to his crazy antics, and hopefully there will be no more scares in the future. Rusty appreciates your thoughts and wishes he could kiss you all in the face.

I can't really think of a reason as to why I thought I wanted to blog. This will be hella random. Sorry for the sporadic nonsense.

Grey's Anatomy. WTF? George and Izzy? She's so pregnant. I'm calling it now. Izzy just got sleazy. And well, I like Callie. And I think it sucks that George and Izzy could be so...icky. You don't have sex with the friend. I mean, they were so brother/sister. Eww. It seems so incestuous to me.

Okay, I think it's a great thing what Angelina Jolie's doing. Adopting needy children, but how many does she need? She really should stop influencing young Hollywood starlets. Because when I heard that Jessica Simpson was interested in adopting, I wanted to start a revolution against it. Some people just don't need that much influence on maturing children. Adopting is not a trend. It's a huge decision. Most people can't take care of themselves, much less a small child. It should be hard to adopt. When I say this, I don't mean, like hardcore hard. But if I had a child that I had to give up for adoption, I'd want them to go to the best family possible. I don't want my child to be someone's meal ticket. I talk, like this would happen...

I saw a horrible wreck on my way home yesterday. It was late, and on I-35, some car had flipped over on it's top, and there were cops and fire trucks everywhere. It looked like Christmas where they had about a mile of access road blocked off. People were scurrying everywhere, they had what looked like the jaws of life, trying to pry someone out of the car. Such a sight, always brings me down. Knowing that somewhere, someone is expecting this person, and they will only be greeted with bad news. I just hope this person is okay. Though it looked grim.

The pregnant lady lies.

You know. Listening to Rehab by Amy Winehouse at the moment, and it's got me thinking about all the people that have been to rehab recently. Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, Isaiah Washington, etc. If people like Isaiah are going, maybe I should go to. You ask why? FC hacking. I so have a problem. LOL. I bet there's a place out there just for me. "My name's Zee, and I'm a FC hacker." "HI ZEE!" Well I must say, it's not hacking if you have a password. Hacking just makes it sound more bad ass than it will ever really be.

I have so much to do today. Mostly trip stuff. I have to start packing, doing laundry, more shopping, and more stuff I'm sure. I'm getting super excited about this trip! Lulas convention 07. You wish you were going.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Anyone else have a question?

First things first. Please make it a point to keep my pooch Rusty in your thoughts. Yesterday he was in a lot of pain, and wasn't making it a point to move on his own. Well my mother ended up taking him to the ER for pets of course, and he seemed to perk up. He is walking, which is a good sign, but the emergency room vet did seem to think it could be his back. She gave him a shot, and he seems to be doing really well. And taking advantage of the extra babying he's getting. Mom, text me at work, telling me her plans to take him in, and I had a mini panic attack. I can't go through this again, let's just hope he's better later today. They said if he's still in pain, to take him to his normal doctor. I'm seriously a nervous wreck. Let's just think good thoughts...

Speaking of good thoughts, well funny, I had this pregnant lady insisting that she give me a tip yesterday at work. In fact, she says she's coming back today to give it to me. She was nice. But I really don't care to hear all about your pregnancy, and how it was an accident. LOL, I'd say. I thought she was at least 50 when I saw her. I was like omg, you're so pregnant, and well. Old. I'm sorry but your pregnancy does not concern me. Those damn hormones.

6 days! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Funny story. Yesterday I had to run by my grandma's so I could borrow her suitcase for the trip, because it's bigger than mine. So of course the game of 100 questions is played. The convo kind of went like this. I left the fluff out. Like I'm pretty sure you have no interest in Winstar or Ray Price. Nor do you wanna hear about how she took my cousin Jean to get a new phone. And that's why she looked like she had gone to a funeral. So anyway, convo:

[On my way to her house]

(My one of two phones ring. That would be the razr.)
N: Where are you?
Z: On my way. Be there in like 3 minutes.
N: Well hurry.
Z: Three minutes Nanny.

(this whole convo takes place in the garage. Where my grandmother had to move her car out of the garage, so we could find where she put the damn thing. When we did find it, I had to clean it out, turns out, she hid Christmas wrapping paper and stuff in it. She was pissed she had forgot about it.)

Z: So where's this suitcase?
N: Why do you need it?
Z: Funny story Nans, I'm flying to LA for the week.
N: LA as in Los Angeles? Now why would you go there?
Z: That would be the LA, and because I feel the need to stalk celebrities.
N: You're lying.
Z: No seriously, do you have enough money in the bank to bail me out if I get arrested?
N: Suzi, you're being silly.
Z: HAHA, had you going.
N: You did not.
Z: I so did.
N: Shut up, why are you really going?
Z: Oh I'm just meeting some of my friends out there. Then we're stalking celebrities.
N: (roll of the eyes) What friends?
Z: Oh just Lorna, CC, and Melissa.
N: I don't remember you mentioning them.
Z: I went to school with them Nans. (HAHA, at this point I am lying. She'd faint if she knew where I'd really met them.)
N: I don't remember them.
Z: Yes you do. Lorna and I used to be on the SWAC team. And CC and Melissa and I became friends after we graduated.
N: What's SWAC?
Z. An academic team nanny.
N: Doesn't sound like one.
Z: It is. I have the shirt to prove it. Do I need to go get it?
N: Don't be sarcastic.
Z: I would do no such thing.
N: (some more eye rolls) So what are you going to do in California?
Z: I told you. We're gonna stalk celebrities.
N: The ones from that Days of Our Lives? (sarcastically)
Z: Yes nanny. Of course.
N: Well forget your bible at home. And leave that Bo guy alone. He's a little funny if you know what I mean. It might hurt his feelings.
Z: NANNY.
N: What?
Z: Oh gees. So if I needed you to pick me up at the airport could you?
N: I guess. You makes sure to give me all the details, cause I don't want to look like an idiot at the airport.
Z: That shouldn't be hard. (playfully)
N: Oh you shut your mouth. So tell me more about your friends.
Z: Well Lo lives in San Diego.
N: Lo?
Z: Lorna.
N: Oh. San Diego? How did she end up there out of Bristol?
Z: Well, she went to school.
N: I know that silly, for what?
Z: Umm, well she wanted to get away from Virginia. So she picked a random school. And is pursuing law school as we speak.
N: A lawyer?
Z: Yes, nanny.
N: Why?
Z: Well I don't know, why don't you ask her nanny?
N: So what about this CeeeeCeeee girl? She is a girl right?
Z: Yes. And she lives in Ohio.
N: Ohio!?!
Z: She's a writer too. And she's been going to school for that.
N: I guess that sounds like fun.
Z: And well Melissa lives in Chicago. And works out there.
N: Chicago! Did you tell her we used to live out there?
Z: Yes, nanny.
N: I used to love Chicago, before Jack met that tramp.
Z: (avoiding the subject haha, it tends to get nasty..) So basically we're meeting up to get together, and LA just seemed like fun, cause Lorna lives around there.
N: I thought you said she lives in San Diego.
Z: I did. We're just meeting up in LA, and staying there.
N: Where are you staying?
Z: In some apartment in Santa Monica?
N: An apartment?! Won't that be expensive?
Z: We got a really good deal.
N: Well I hope your not in an area surrounded by a bunch of those druggies. You might wanna take protection.
Z: Nanny I don't think they allow me to take guns on airplanes.
N: Well I hope you're not that stupid. Sometimes I wonder.
Z: NANNY!
N: Well, sometimes your goofy.
Z: I would never take a gun to LA. I don't even own one.
N: Well, I'm just saying. You might wanna watch your back. California is crazy. I mean they elected that Arnold guy to office.
Z: What does Arnold have to with me going to LA?
N: I was just making a point.
Z: What point?
N: Oh do you ever listen to me?
Z: Sometimes.
N: I'd believe it. You aren't gonna drink all the time while you're out there?
Z: No. I don't drink Nanny.
N: Oh you lie.
Z: I wouldn't spend that kind of money just to drink in another city. We're gonna just do the site seeing thing. Head up to Malibu and just hang out with the girls, and some other people.
N: Other people?
Z: Some of Lorna's friends.
N: Oh. Who are they?
Z: Now how would I know? They're her friends. We are meeting them.
N: Oh. Are y'all gonna go up to that Rodeo Drive?
Z: Of course. It wouldn't be a trip to California without shopping there.
N: I'd love to shop there.
Z: I bet you would. And I bet you'd go bankrupt shopping at Tiffany's too.
N: I love diamonds. What can I say?
Z: Understatement of the year.
N: (smiles)
Z: Well I've gotta run. Thanks for the suitcase.
N: What's the hurry?
Z: It's 10:30 and I have to get to bed. I have to be at work.
N: What time?
Z: Four.
N: Oh you have all day to sleep.
Z: But I'm tired, Nanny.
N: You better tell me when you fly back home. Gees, I hope you're still alive.
Z: I will be.
N: How do you know?
Z: Nanny my friends won't let me get murdered. If I get attacked, I'll let them talk to you. I'm sure you could talk them out of it. Make sure to keep your phone on.
N: Oh goodnight!!!!
Z: Love you Nanny.

Oh good times.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Do we really?

People change.

Every day it's happening. Something happens, that changes the course of our Lives. Nothing anyone can do about it, it just simply happens. I think it's an amazing process, watching people grow as adults, and it can be sad when people fail. But if it's something you love, then maybe it's not so bad. But when people change, and then condemn others for something they once did, I find that trait, despising. You've changed, big deal. Don't sit back and feel the need to point fingers to make yourself feel better about yourself. It makes you a pathetic human piece of shit.

I don't care for excuses. I don't care that you've been so called redeemed. In my eyes, you're Nothing more than the dirt I walk on. Don't judge my actions. It doesn't make you any better than the homeless guy begging for money on the street corner, so he can buy his booze. So you've changed. That's cool. But you are no better or worse than I am. I'm not so sure what you've learned anyway, I mean are you no longer a pesky teeN? You're a bit pesky with your holier than thou act.

So the next time you decide to post something so "grown up" about yourself, make sure it's not going to get back to me. If you had changed. This topic wouldn't even matter anymore. You'd be over it. Obviously, you aren't over the past. So in a sense, you've never changed. Does that hurt? I hope so...because I find your redemption to be a load of bullshit.

I don't have to apologize for my actions. My friends accept me for who I am. Obviously yours don't. I want to laugh in your face. That is all...

Are we being secretive?

I just received another secret. Don't forget to spill the beans...muahahahaha.

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High School Drama.

(Stolen from Lyle.)

Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school! The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be.

1. Who was your best friend?
Akerra Louise Nicholson.

2.What sports did you play?
Well, up until my senior year, I played volleyball and softball. My senior came around, and I said fuck it all.

3. What kind of car did you drive?
Well there was the Honda. The other Honda, and then my escort that I have now.

4. It's Friday night, where were you?
The football games were stupid. We never won. They didn't break their losing streak until last year (06 season.) It was so a waste of my 4 bucks. I was either with Akerra, at a party, or at work.

5. Were you a party animal?
Not really. But I could have fun...

6. Were you considered a flirt?
Maybe?

7. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir?
Funny story. A bunch of us thought it would be funny to take chorus our senior year. Half the senior class was in 3rd period chorus, and we couldn't sing worth a shit. I learned how to lip synch very well. That class was a blast.

8. Were you a nerd?
Nerd? I wasn't really associated with any group. Though I was a member of the English academic team my senior year. I've never read so much in such a small amount of time. I'm talking like 12 novels in like a 3 months span. Plus various amounts of short stories and poems. That I had to know petty shit about.

9. Did you get suspended/expelled?
I really should have been suspended. It's great having a parent that works in the school system, and knows people.

10. Can you sing the fight song?
We have a fight song?

11. Who was your favorite teacher?
Gail Dalton. My English teacher. No questions asked. She's been such an inspiration in my life, and I'm still really good friends with her. The last time I was in town, she bought me drinks. I was 20. She rocks.

12. Favorite class?
AP English <--me too.

13. What was your school's full name?
John S. Battle High School.

14. School mascot?
A Trojan.

15. Did you go to the Prom?
Hell to the Fucking No. Akerra and I sort of boycotted. I really wish I could have gone though. Only to see one of the teachers arrive shit faced drunk. She proceeded to puke off the balcony and get herself fired. Amazing shit. But...I don't regret not going. I enjoyed the after parties.

16. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
For the most part yes. I really had fun looking back now. Not so much then...

17. What do you remember most about graduation?
I remembered it rained like crazy, and the ceremony was held inside. Mom told me to lock my keys in my car, because I couldn't carry them with me when we marched. Well Lawrence my mom's ex, hid the spare key. And we ended up having to get a key made from the manufacturer. That was a bitch. I found that key like 2 years later. Mother Fucker.

18. Did you have any boyfriends/girlfriends?
Nope.

19. Where were you on senior skip day?
In my bed bitches. Akerra and I ended up riding around.

20. Did you have a job your senior year?
yep.

21. Where did you go most often for lunch?
Lunchroom. LOL. Whether I ate the food or not. Also, because Mrs. Dalton had hall duty 4th period, she'd let me leave to go get food.

22. Have you gained weight since then?
Yeah, everyone gains the freshman 15...

23. What did you do after graduation?
I partied. I moved 1000 miles to Texas and went to school, only to decide that I was tired of school.

24. When did you graduate?
2003.

25. Who was your Senior prom date?
I boycotted.

26. Are you going to your 10 year reunion?
Right now I'd say no. But I guess.

27. Who was your home room teacher.
We didn't have homeroom.

28. Who will re-post this after you?
No one.

29: Do you miss anyone you graduated with?
Not really. Akerra and I still converse. I do miss Heather and a few others. But...I miss the people I worked with more.

30: Were you friends with the person who posted this?
I didn't know this person when I was in high school. But I would have been.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Give me some lovin'

The awesomeness returns.

Random Facts. Part deux.
  • On March 6, 2007. A random member of society grabbed a portion of my breast. I love when people try and cover when they accidentally do something embarrassing.
  • I drive too fast. And until recently, have the tickets to prove it.
  • I don't take fan fiction too seriously.
  • Okay, so maybe there was that one time.
  • I've watched porn! OMG.
  • Akerra and I stole a crate from the McDonald's parking lot in Abingdon, Virginia Exit 14. They probably want it back. He stayed in the back of her car, until he experienced fatal injuries in her wreck later that summer. Poor thing.
  • I like to ID old ladies when they buy wine. I like the pissed off, I'm constipated, look they give me. And when they bitch, I always answer with. "Gotta keep society safe mam. People try anything to get booze these days mam. How do I know you're really 90? It's just not like it used to be."
  • I'm thrilled that Alan Arkin beat Eddie Murphy at the Oscars. Too bad Mr. Murphy has losing issues.
  • I always knew Britney Spears would lose it. I had hope there, for like all of 2 days. And she totally crushed my world. Who knew K-Fed would come out looking like a saint?
  • I can't lie. I begin laughing almost immediately.
  • Coke over Pepsi. Any day.
  • I was shocked when I saw Kate Walsh on Oprah's magazine. Like OMG. Oprah took herself off her magazine cover.
  • I'm what they call a slob. What can I say. I can't function without some sort of mess.
  • Brett Somers is one of my many heroes.
  • My grandmother thinks that bologna makes you horny. I don't have the heart to prove her wrong.
  • My soap opera addiction started with Dallas, and it's about about to end with Days of our Lives. Maybe.
  • I watch Janice Dickinson's reality show on Oxygen religiously. And enjoy it.
  • Bob Seger is playing on my radio, this very second. Well, when I typed this.
  • I cry every time I watch The Notebook. Which is all of maybe 5 times.
  • I've decided that maybe, my myspace won't be private after all. I think I'll just leave subtle hints about how that douche is a douche. If he feels the need to spread my "abominations" to the world. So be it. I am no longer creeped out. I'm feelin' evil. MUAHAHAHAHA.
  • I think it's hilarious that the Dixie Chicks won Grammies. What now?
  • I have two cell phones. Two different numbers. Two different reasons. Jealous?
  • I take showers in the dark.
  • I prefer gummy bears to the worms. But sour gummy worms are the best.
  • Kim got me hooked on popcorn with jalapeƱos. Don't dis unless you've tried it.
  • In another lifetime. My name would be Shiloh.
  • Once a million lifetimes ago, I guess I was innocent.
  • My cat feels the need to sleep beside my computer, making it almost impossible to scroll around with the mouse.
  • I am the next American Idol. BAHA.
  • Is it bad that I laughed when Jason Terry almost took out that old lady in yesterday's game? Or whenever that was? Because that shit was funny.
  • I'm a sucker for Chuck Norris jokes.
  • My favorite lunch in school, was pig in a blanket day.
  • Washing dishes makes me gag. Because of the wet food thing. Makes me ill.
  • Spiders make me scream.
  • Saying um, too many times, should be a crime.
  • I like making asshole's feel uncomfortable in my presence.
  • I say fuck too much.
  • When I drive, the radio is blaring, and I'm singing like no one's watching. And more than likely it's an obnoxious song.
  • I can and will embarrass you.
  • I don't watch Fox News. Ever.
  • I love peeps.
  • Every Easter, I try Cadbury eggs. Hoping that by some chance, they've gotten better. I'm always disappointed.
  • I still believe in Santa. Wink wink.
  • I would do nothing for a Klondike bar.
  • Retail therapy makes me happy.
  • I love to dance in the rain. And have done it on several occasions.
  • Once on a trip to Virginia, I witnessed a man clean his teeth with a book in the middle of an airport. The book was in a gift shop. And it had yet to be purchased. He put it back on the shelf. I stood in awe.
  • My favorite shirt in high school said, "Moby says, Don't be a dick." When I was told I couldn't wear it anymore. The rebel in me, wore it a week straight.
  • I had quite the collection of Lisa Frank stickers.
  • My sidekick has insurance.
  • My dog had a physical therapist when she had surgery to repair her spine. Yes, I'd go broke trying to save my dog. And I did.
  • I have amazing friends.
  • I live to laugh. Mostly at others. HAHA.
  • I procrastinate frequently. Like it's taken me three days to post this. LOL, now four.
  • I used to have an imaginary friend. Several in fact. I guess I was a bit of an imaginary friend whore.
  • My favorite flavor from Ben and Jerry's is Chunky Monkey.
  • I'm definitely not a morning person.
  • Children sometimes amuse me. But most of the time, I'm wishing death upon the little devils.
  • My friend Ann bought me a book entitled "Fuck" for Christmas. It also came with stickers that say fuck. It's a humorous book. And I love it.
  • I would murder for chocolate cake.
  • I hate doing laundry. (see above about procrastinating.)
  • after typing that, I just did a load.
  • I can watch Little Miss Sunshine a million times over. My favorite part is when they leave Olive at the gas station.
  • I still think Bandits was a good movie. "Beaver and Ducks!"
  • I voted for Kinky Friedman.
  • I find that YouTube is amazing.
  • Once on a road trip to Virginia, Akerra made a wrong turn in Knoxville, and we got lost. On the way home, from dropping her off at like 1 am, I almost ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere. That was the best trip I've ever made.
  • I prefer Addison over Meredith. Though I love both characters. On Grey's of course.
  • I lose socks easily. I'm pretty sure someone is playing this cruel joke on me.
  • I would love to have lived in the 60's.
  • I'm gonna post this now. Because if I don't I'll forget too...cause that's how I roll.

I take this as a sign...

You Are 36% Texas

You're as welcome in Texas as a skunk at a lawn party.


You Are Most Like Bill Clinton

No doubt, your legacy may be a little seedier than you'd like.
But even though you've done some questionable things, you're still loved by almost all.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Mama done lost, um, her mind.

Well, I've been MIA for awhile. It's been an interesting week. I've been so busy with this and that, I haven't had time to think. So many purchases, and my upcoming trip, have kept me running around. I don't think I've ever really stopped, and took a breath. I bought my plane tickets. Which totally makes the trip real now. Cali will never be the same.

I always enjoy my trips to LA. I remember flying there back in 2005, for some seminar. And thinking, I'm crazy. I'll never make it home alive. I'm so gonna be scattered over 13 different states. But I went, and had the best time. And then there was the fake trip. Even then, I had so much fun. I only went along with the charade because we were fucking with some chick named Trisha. Is that evil?Who knew she'd play along with such bullshit. It's funny how people actually believed that I was in LA. I mean, are you kidding me? I mean, CJ. I know you read this. HAHA. But I know you aren't posting. I give you more credit than that. Did you really think I would actually come visit you in Chatsworth? The credit was flattering, but nope. Not gonna visit my bestie. I know how sad that makes you. Maybe you should post sometime. For real real. Not for play play. MMMMK?

Squeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! I can't wait for this trip. We have too much on our minds. And it's gonna be a kick ass trip. I'm stoked. 2 weeks bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyone else think Ann Coulter is a cunt? Not ashamed to say it. I mean seriously, if anyone's got homosexual tendencies, it's her. Am I shocked that Fox News didn't drop her as a guest? They probably support her bigotry. Man, I sound hateful.

Okay....I think I'm just about done. Wait. Yeah I am. Later loves. Oh wait. Can I hold your flashlight? MUAHAHAHAHAHA.