It's not Obsession

But this?

I shouldn't be rewarded what I did was something I should of never of done!

Is wrong so many times, I want to cry.

Lodi's mom was talking about alien abduction... and so I said something about it and Lodi said I needed to update my Facebook status.

So I did. Without thinking. And then... well... yeah.

Well, BSG is back. I've said this and I rejoice in it. Which means that the crack is back. :D Ya'll can rejoice in THAT.

*DEEP BREATH*

Back in the day (04/30/2007), Lodi and I had been talking and see... Lee Adama is a ninny. He was a ninny then and he's a ninny now (except for those three minutes where his dial flipped briefly to awesomesauce - but I can't find it on YouTube so maybe it never happened? IDK). ANYWAY, it was decided that Michael Vaughn (Alias) and Lee Adama had attended the ninnery together. And thus a post was born.

A post that I couldn't post in my journal at the time because I was afraid of offending someone. ME! AFRAID OF OFFENDING SOMEONE. *cough* And now I'm about to um, do that. Mostly because I didn't know her that well and now I DO, so... yeah.

sorry. :(

BUT THE FACT OF THE MATTER IS, ya'll have to see this post as it was originally written.

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Mo and I are on crack, right? Everyone on board? Okay, great!

She and I ended up discussing, as we usually do, how Lee Adama and Michael Vaughn (from Battlestar Galactica and Alias, respectively) are both ninnies.

She links me to this picture:



and says, "That is Lee."

My response was, "oh, jesus god!" followed by, "Is that the uniform they wear at the ninnery?"

Okay, hang on a second. I must explain that Lani coined the term "ninnery" last week when she said "Get thee to a ninnery!" in the comments of Mo's journal.

Mo then responded with "That's the HEAD BOY uniform at the ninnery. The rest of them just wear this...



At which point I began to laugh so hard that I couldn't breathe. As soon as I got it under control, I happened to glance at the picture again, and the whole process started over.

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I'm sorry... I really am. For those not entirely in the know, that's KITT's human PB. *sighs* It's not my fault that they had him modeling that year's regatta whatev ninnery uniform.

♥

Seriously? Smartest what on the WHO now?

Eat me, JJ. Just... yeah.

YOU PEOPLE ARE NO HELP AT ALL!

Seriously. NONE of you said the same thing twice in the 'options' part of my POLL!

NONE of you.

Suggestions I got?

1) Claudia's Whirlwind European love affair with Enrique
2) Brad - backstoryish?
3) Barbie's Dream Vacation
4) Kitt & Hattie
5) Jess & Sam
6) Anne & Sam
7) Anne & Shannon - (TOGETHER?)
8) Anne & Anteros - (apparently 4 TEH WIN!)
9) The FATES

No. Same. Idea. Twice.

I hate all of you. Consider yourselves banned. GTFO.

*folds arms and POUTS*

[Dunst Backs Obama]

Actress Kirsten Dunst has vowed to do "whatever is necessary" to ensure U.S. presidential candidate Barack Obama is elected into office.

The 26-year-old is endorsing the Democrat and insists she is prepared to go to great lengths to help him win the White House race.

She says, "I absolutely adore him and I'll do whatever is necessary to help him become the next president. I'm so excited that he is running.

"I'm aware that he does have some factors against him. For example, his father is African, and not an African-American, and he doesn't have much experience.

And Dunst is convinced that because Obama is so open-minded, he is the best person for the job.

She adds, "(But) I think he can do a lot for people of my generation. He's such a dashing statesman. I love that he just lays it all on the table. He already wrote the book. He's just everything you want a president to be."

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Internet phenom MO has vowed to do "whatever is necessary" to ensure actress Kirsten Dunst takes a long walk off a short pier.

The personable lady, who declined to give her age, insists that she is prepared to go to great lengths to not only ensure that Dunst stays underwater this time, but make sure that her mission fails.

She says, "I absolutely loathe this broad and I'll do whatever is necessary to shove her nasty ass off the edge. I'm so excited for this opportunity.

"I'm aware that she does have some factors for her. For example, she is one of the snaggle-toothed undead, and not an actual zombie, and she could possibly survive."

And MO is convinced that because Dunst is so grody and quite possibly hunting for human flesh, she is long overdue for the plunge.

She adds, "(But) the people of my generation haven't been this horrified by a graceless, fashionless, bumbling whore in a very long time. She wrote the book. She's everything you'd expect a vampire/zombie/creature of the night to be. I'll be doing humanity a favor and dentists everywhere will thank me. Then? I'll vote for John McCain."

CNN BREAKING NEWS:

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Another on the HOLY FUCKING SHIT list.

Yes, before RACHAEL can say anything... I hit her car. Okay? I was behind her on the road, slowing down and my foot slipped off the brake pedal.

Yes, I'm an idiot.

Yes, everyone is fine.

Yes, the CARS are fine... mostly. She's got a bit of blue paint on hers and a little scratch. VERY little.

Also? This was ON THE WAY to the collision repair shop for her car, ANYWAY.

*sighs*

Tuesday, please?

Teresa going 'huh?' all the time makes this work. Panth doing it yesterday makes it perfect. Look what Rachael found:



Edited:

... so I RP'd for a minute. Wanna see what happened? Well, total WIN, of course:

I need to see if the marriage I participated in back in the Dark Ages is any good before I can find out if the baby I'm having with a car can have a proper last name. - Hattie Jackson to KITT

Okay, so... down here, they have built in a day for kids to have in case of SNOW. Well, the only day there was snow was already a day off for the kids for a teacher in-service day. So, the kids have a half day today, no school tomorrow, no school MONDAY...

What the HELL?

Nevertheless, I'm a big fat procrastinator. And I'm buckling down. So, here's the deal.

NO COMPUTER TIME FOR ME.

I know, right?

I'm going to accomplish a lot this weekend. Memorial Day weekend is going to be SPRING CLEANING. Everything is going to be DONE. Going to spend time with Kyle and... yeah. The dog? Yeah. And hopefully next week, I'll have that JOB. And... that's that.

So... yeah. Four days of hardcore awayness from the computer, kiddies. <3 (... or, you know... ish)

Situation:

Kyle's running in the hall on his way back from lunch yesterday. Gets caught. Has to be on Step 1. Which means he has to sit in a classroom (not the one he was going to) for 5-10 minutes. When that's over? He's sent to class WITHOUT a pass so he gets in trouble for being tardy.

Now, I must be seeing this wrong because:

Running = Consequence
Consequence = ... more trouble?


If my son is in trouble and pays the price for it, he should then be DONE with consequences and sent to class free and clear to start with a fresh slate. Not have to pay the price AGAIN. Of COURSE he's going to think that's not fair. I think that that's not fair.

Jumping Christ on a Cracker.

I DEFINITELY USED MY BEWBIES FOR GOOD THIS MORNING...

I had this tire. It was going flat. So, I went to this tire place. I pull in. This guy says to me, "What can I do for you?"

Well.

I was just looking for knowledge, really, so I say, "Can you tell me how to put air in my tire? And how much? I'm kind of a girl when it comes to these things."

I was wearing a Boobie Shirt. You know what that is. If you're a girl, you HAVE one. Maybe two. Don't lie.

So, he says, "Pull over here and I'll show you how." Then he did it for me. I say to him, "Wow, that really concerns me that it's going flat like that."

So he tells me to pull into his lil stall place under 'Shocks'. So I do. And he raises my car up on the lil thingymabopper and takes off my tire and "My friend wants to know your name" and walks away.

I smile at his friend. Who's like... 18. *shrugs* Whatev. "It's Mary."

Ten minutes later, he comes back with my tire. Puts it back on my car. LOWERS my car. Says, "You have a nice day."

I motion to the car and he says, "You had a nail in it. I repaired it." And gives me the most beautiful smile...

... oh, honey. :D

Thank you, Mr. Man at Tiny's Tire Shop. You made my day. *LOVE!*

The Boy: *randomly and from nowhere* Mom? Where do you put your teeth when you're having your first kiss?
Me: *blinks and tries to focus because was not even close to expecting anything like that* Um, what?
The Boy: *patiently, quite like his mom has some kind of mental deficiency* Your teeth. Where do they go in a first kiss?
Me: In your mouth? *clicks teeth*
The Boy: Oh. *thoughtful* Hmmm.
Me: *waits a beat and when no explanation is forthcoming...* Why? Are you expecting your first kiss? *---* Have you HAD your first kiss?
The Boy: Mom.
Me: What?!
The Boy: *a LOOK*
Me: ...