The Modern Monster

Let’s see…I’m still working a lot with dogs I don’t necessarily care for but every time I get a new client I get money…and I like pretty monies. Working full time is a completely different mind-fuck: wait you mean I work 8 hours a day five days a WEEK?! Uck!
*looks at paycheck*
Oh…I can do this. No big deal.

We’re still borrowing internet from the neighbors…it’s getting shittier. But now Pirate and I are making enough money to pay for our own internet & maybe even cable.
That means that I may have my precious (read: Food Network) back.

Pirate is still my husband; and I don’t want to kill him most days. He’s still a little low on the learning curve of “how to not be a complete fucking retard of a husband” but each day he’s getting a little bit better. We’ve had some serious talks though.

The cat is still a dick. But I still love him.

I still am in need of a dog, and that still is not going to happen until we move again.

I hate moving.

Oh, I got a Twitter account (stop the fucking presses! I’ve always wanted to say that).
I think I’m pretty damn witty…really it’s just one-liners about the way my brain functions & how I see daily situations.
Or how to get out of daily situations.
Or I’m just bored at work.
Which happens a lot.
Sooo yeah. That’s a fun thing to follow…
*awkward silence*

Mostly it’s a Saturday night where I’m sitting here on my couch staring at the blank TV because the fucking internet refuses to really function at where the 360 currently is sitting and therefore I can’t watch Repo! the Genetic Opera when really I could just get up and put in my DVD copy of Repo! the Genetic Opera but dear god who would want to actually get UP plus I did a shit-ton of lunges at work today out of boredom and I’m pretty sure this is the longest run-on sentence I’ve ever written since possibly the third grade.

Tomorrow is a late-brunch-with-the-family-to-celebrate-my-birthday (which was at the end of May- yay happy birthday to me. I’m 26 now. Fuck.)-slash-get-me-presents.
I get new running shoes.
Saweeeet.

So how are all of you doing?

Weekend of birthday deliciousness.

I had cake for breakfast. Deeeelishious.

Now I’m also stalking about Etsy for new prints for my walls. It’s a beautiful, lazy thing.

I heart it.

mostly I heart Millie. She’s a sexy bitch. And plus sized. Serious TV crush.

Yo, the name is Batty / The logic is erratic / Potato in a jacket / Toys in the attic / I rock and I ramble / My brain is scrambled / Rap like an animal, but I’m a mammal.

Listen! …Do you smell something?

Reliving the 90s.

<3

What a brain suck.

A beautiful, beautiful brain suck.

And, I want the soundtrack.