Woo Hoo, No More Poo!

Today was errand day for me. I got up early...well I got up at 11am which is early for me. Considering I got out of bed at 3 in the afternoon yesterday. I bought my graduation ball ticket. I posted all of my bills (thats definetely something to be proud of, as my late fees can attest, I never pay my bills on time). I also bought cat and dog repellent named aptly 'GET OFF my garden'. So I went into the garden to splash the stuff around when I happened to glance at the directions. Turns out I had to clean up all the shit that was already there plus hose down the 'urinated areas', (the spots where the grass has turned brown). It was horrible I managed to clean up the dried stuff only to find a disgusting still steaming pile right under my window. After retching into the air for ten minutes I eventually got it done. I'm sharing this wonderful little tidbit because it was a really horrid experience. More horrid for me because:

A) It's not even my fucking cat.

B) Its not even my fucking garden. (I rent and I'm moving out in a month)

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C) I hate gardening. I hate any kind of physical work whatsoever. I'm a prissy priss priss and I prefer to use my brain.

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On the plus side I did do a little retail therapy and I bought 'The Sims 2' for my playstation. So I'm going to go play that and hopefully it will clear my mind of all memories of cat shit.

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What I'm Listening To: Not a Lot.

Dresses, dresses, dresses!

I’m going to a wedding in June, so I’ve decided to start shopping for my dress, and my goodness, I never realised how much fun shopping for pretty dresses is. The last time I went to a wedding my mother was still buying my underwear and I never really go to fancy places due to my lack of money and/or life. So when I took to the web armed with some vague specifications yesterday I was completely thrown by choice. I must have bookmarked at least thirty that I really loved, and to be honest I can barely afford one designer dress let alone thirty but a girl can dream. I was only really looking to get ideas because I’m going to get my mum to make my dress for me (I’ll help, of course). But wow, I now feel very awful because I can’t buy any of the pretty dresses that are splashed all over my screen. Next up, shoes. Pray for me.



What I’m Listening To: Nothing.

Happy Easter! Here's Some Poo.

Happy Easter everyone. Why oh why do I have to work on Easter Sunday? Seriously everywhere else is closed, so not only are there hardly any people around, all the shops are closed too. I had to have McDonalds for lunch, bleurgh. Even the memory makes me throw up in my mouth a little bit. Okay, so the cat poo thing. I’ve been staying at my mums for a few days and what should greet me when I return home and throw open the curtains, why nothing but a giant pile of poo right under my window with nary an attempt to hide it. I know which cat this is too, it’s the neighbours kitten. The little bastard has been digging up my plant pots for weeks but now the nasty bugger has gone and left a big steaming pile of crap on my doorstep. So on Tuesday I’m going to buy some of that Cat-be-gone stuff that smells horrible but gets rid of other peoples pets. It’s a shame really because there is one really lovely cat that comes into the garden, but has the good sense to shit where I can’t see it. So as of Tuesday. No more cats.



What I’m Listening To: Give You More by Taxi Doll

Three?!

So I watched the pilot for Big Love yesterday. It was very strange, I was filled with equal parts pity, revulsion, and uncomfortableness . It was odd and very weird. I'm not sure if I like it yet. I had the same reaction to Oz, and I ended up liking that so maybe the three wives thing may grow on me, but my inner feminist was screaming in outrage throughout the whole thing. I reserve judgement for now but I'm very wary of this one.

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What I'm Listening To: One Wish by Ray J

Bad Movie, Guilty Secret.

Romantic comedies are cheesy. They are predictable. Girl meets boy the y fall for each other, have a great time then some complication arises which causes them to have to spend time apart mooning over one another, then they finally reconcile often at an airport/bus stop/train station/wedding/street/place of work (delete as applicable). They share their big kiss as the inspirational music rises to a crescendo. Like I said romantic comedies are awful, they are cheesy they are predictable and guess what I LOVE THEM. Love, love love. I don't care that they are awful. I just want to be entertained and even your lamest romantic comedy can do that. I don't even mind that they are emotionally manipulative, I enjoy it. I laugh, I cry, I pray for the main characters to get back together during that inevitable separation period. I can be such a girl when it comes to romantic comedies and I am damned proud of it. But do you want to know something else, for every cheesy romantic comedy, there's a cheesy 70's kung fu flick. Hiii Cha!!

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What I'm Listening To: 2000 young to Soca by Machel Montano

April Fools Ha Ha...

Happy April fools everybody. Today is the day the internet gets all fucked up for fun. You may have noticed many of your favourite sites are a bit off, and there may some extremely dodgy news stories popping up on the radio or even in some newspapers. Since I'm not sophisticated enough to have my own website or anything I have no jokes for anyone. Also since I had to work today I haven't played any pranks either. I love pranks, its funny laughing at the expense of someone else, thats a fundamental human trait right there. I have played a few in my time, my favourite was when I convinced my sister I had been sucked down the plughole in the bath. I basically spun around screaming and then lay flat. She got freaked and started crying, granted she was about five or six years old at the time. She still thinks I was a horrible meanie for doing it. But it was damned hilarious. So have fun, for today is the day we celebrate the ancient pastime of hoodwinking your friends and family for kicks. Hee...hoodwinking.

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What I'm Listening To: The Thong Song by Sisqo (because it reminds me of the guy I had a crush on when I was fifteen and because that's what's playing on my TV).

P.S Just want to give a shout out to my sisters friends Roshele and Monique, who apparently wanted a mention on my blog.