Silly Goose

^^^^^ Dandelions are my favorite flower. well, weed. Gerber daises are my favorite. Just a little fyi about myself.

I (obviously) LOVE Jason Mraz.. and while a perusing Youtube this morning (because I have exceeded my Pandora hours.. in the middle of the effin month) I stumbled across this. I love it. I find that when an artist gets into his music.. facial expressions, movements, etc... I like it more. And I love this one.

These commercials that the Bitches @ Bitchburg introduced me to are hilarious. Apparently you can't say vagina on t.v. ... whose idea was that?!?! Like them, I will also get this out of my system and go ahead and say VAGINA, VAGINA V-A-G-I-N-A a couple of times... I mean, I am not on t.v., right?! go ahead, be dirty. You know you want to.

UPDATE on pIah... After a couple of days he decided to tell me where he is getting all of his money (even tho it is none of my business and I am a bitch).. His parents are helping him. I guess they like him now that hes not living the the no-good, too independent American girl... who will just get a job and leave him to take care of the children and cooking and cleaning. I mean.. EVERYONE knows that women are supposed to stay at home all day and tend to their husbands, hand and foot. FUCK THAT SHIT!!! I have absolutely nothing wrong with any woman who decideds to stay home and take care of her family. I hope to be able to do it someday. However, at the time, pIah and I had an apartment, food to buy, school, lot of stuff to pay for. We both needed a job. And I sure as hell am not one to be told by pIah that hes thirsty.. and jump up, run to the fridge in lightning speed, read his mind and know what he wants.. and bring him his cold beverage on a silver platter. God gave us legs... I told him to get it himself. His mom didn't like that. oh well. Soooo apparently he was too embarrassed to tell me that his parents had bought him his car and pay his rent and send him money for food. soooo hes back to being nice again.. and hoping that someday I will give him another chance. ha.

I miss my dad

Double gets back today. sooooo herrreee we goo again.

There is a woman who survived the Holocaust who is now telling new stories about Anne Frank. I read The Diary of Anne Frank in high school and I became OBSESSED with learning about the Holocaust.... and as nice as it is that new stuff about Ms. Frank is coming out.. it reminds me of a funny story from college... My two best friends and I ALWAYS hung out at this house where four guys lived (and another one lived on the couch occasionally). We would go over there on Fridays and clean their house and make them dinner (to call it a "party house" is an understatement). In return, they would buy us beer for the weekend.. which we always spent at their house (My friend was dating one of the guys.. and I kinda was "talking" to another one). Well, they were...guys. They were always drunk.. always coming up with stupid shit to do to each other. The guy I was "talking" to.. decided that he was going to start sleeping in the attic and keep a diary. He was always drunk when he decided to do this.. buut he would. And he actually had a notebook he wrote in. I would literally wake up in the middle of the night.. think he was going to be next to me.. annnd he wasn't. He would get out of bed.. and CHOSE to sleep in the attic (which I guess I could have taken a small amount of offense to. I mean, he would literally prefer to sleep in a cold attic that had plywood on the floors covering the insulation.. plywood that he put there. But the guy had a twin sized bed, I wasn't too bothered by the fact that I didn't have to deal with his drunk ass. so it was a win-win). It was the middle of winter too, so it only lasted about two weeks.. until he got really sick and couldn't get out of bed for a week.. then caught the plague that I also caught.. then everyone else got.. blah blah blah. Sooo maybe not funny to you, but funny to me.

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