Happy Halloween!
Tuesday, October 31st, 2006
I hope y’all have a safe and happy time tonight!
We can totally trade candy tomorrow right?

I hope y’all have a safe and happy time tonight!
We can totally trade candy tomorrow right?

Well I had a nice long post written up about tons of ways to use white vinegar to clean. Somewhere between Finish-town and Publish-ville it got sucked into an internet worm hole and disappeared. *sigh* So y’all are off the hook for today but once I get a spare half an hour again you’ll be hearing from me on the subject
Oh goody goody eh?
It’s grey (gray?) and quiet outside this morning, rare for where I live. The Hotness is working on the ceilings and it’s not even 9am yet. Last night we decided to round up all the pocket change in the house and go to the casino to take a break from the humdrum of life. We had $14 between us to play with, I ended up winning all our money back and then $3.82 *chuckle* The Hotness…not so lucky.
We also managed to show up during the Transvestite Variety Show where we got to see “Cher” and some guy dressed as who the fuck knows what kinda woman doing a stand up routine. Quite the shock to the system honestly. But after dinner at the beach themed restaurant there we went on home with our $3 winnings. Not a bad deal for a Saturday night worth of fun.
I’m kind of dreading this week but I can’t wait for it to be over. On Halloween the guy who is staying with us is supposed to be moving out (read: is being kicked out). He doesn’t seem very motivated to do so and he’s got a temper from hell so I’m not seeing this as going well. My dad is coming up on Halloween day to kind of regulate if anything gets out of hand.
But if everything goes according to plan this week by Friday we should have our third bedroom back so we can move our office out of the family room. Once all that’s done we can finally finish the front of the house. I can’t wait to have an actual office, sitting in the family room is so disjointing and it makes it hell trying to talk on the phone when the birds get talkative. Not to mention there’s construction dust all over our desks because the work had to go on no matter where the computers were.
This has got to be a wicked boring post I know, but for some reason I can’t get myself out of my stream of consciousness mode. C’est la vie. If you haven’t made it over yet stop on by and see Liane, maybe say hi if you have a moment to spare…I’m sure she’d love the company
I like celebrating things, the usual stuff like birthdays and major holidays but also little things like good grades in school for the kids around me and promotions at work for the big kids. This morning The Hotness informed me that I’ve got yet another thing to party down about.
In three weeks from tomorrow we (The Hotness and I) will have been living together for one year. He’s the one in this relationship that remembers important things like that, odd eh? We’ve been together for almost two years mind you, but I’m told that us being able to co-habitate for a full 365 days without killing each other is something worth celebrating.
He’s asked me to think about what I’d like to do for our upcoming Co-Habitation Anniversary. I’m sure a nice dinner is a given, but I need ideas for the day. Should we exchange gifts? What should I “hint” for? I need some ideas folks, this Co-Habitation Anniversary sounds important so it’s gotta be a good celebration *chuckle*
Girls, help me out here…and guys I guess if you have anything floating around in your heads lemme know
My little truck is named “Putt Putt” because…well…that’s the noise it makes. It’s a putt-putty kinda truck. My Firebird (R.I.P.) was named “Hell Bitch” after the Capitan’s horse in Lonesome Dove because she could kick some serious ass and had an attitude from hell.
So, do you have names for your vehicles? If so what are they?
< pissed off mini-rant edit >
Dear MORON 4 Doors Down,
Get your fat ass out of your piece of shit truck and go knock on the god damned door. Stop honking repeatedly because apparently it’s not making whoever is in the house come out of the house any fucking faster. In fact it’s just making me want to slash your tires with my letter opener and strangle you with your Christmas tree air freshener.
kthxbye,
PMS-y Girl Down the Street Trying to Work
< / pissed off mini-rant edit >