Okay...either I'm the stupidest person on the entire planet, or....

Some people are even more evil than I even realize. (And, I'm referring to the blog author, not the one who has it linked.) I just did a post about a horrible, horrible blog I stumbled across. I went back to said blog to see, one more time, if there was anything there to explain what I'd seen and I clicked on the Technorati profile to see who would be vile enough to link this crap and make sure NONE of them are linked by me.
Well.....
I got a shock.
There is this one blog that links this garbage that made my brains fall out...

Now, I know I'm probably PMS-ing. I know I'm gettin' weird again because the house is a wreck and I'm not cleaning it yet, I cried my eyeballs right outta my head last night because I can't even get my Dad on the phone for his birthday, let alone him seeing the post I did or the cards I sent and I've been yelling at weather forecasters and commercials lately. I'm not sure if it's PMS or a release from not going nutso while the kids were here. (YOU listen to ziggyziggyziggyziggyziggy, daisydaisydaisydaisydaisy, jessiejessiejessiejessiejessie, run run run, stomp stomp stomp, crash bang boom for 5 days without losing yer mind. Go ahead, try it. Oh, and don't be used to having kids around, either. Good luck.)
So, I realize I'm not in the BEST frame of mind right now.
Not to even mention the fact that it's rained 32 out of the last 45 days-helpfully pointed out by some dickless wonder weather forecaster who GRINNED while delivering this news...

Soooo...

I put the post about the blog to 'draft' til I talk to Paul.
If HE has this shit linked, it's gotta be that I just don't get the blog. I hope.
Lord GOD, I hope Paul can explain to me that I missed the point, I'm wrong and that this asshole doesn't mean what they publish.

His isn't the only blog I recognized that links to this crap. The others I'd dropped long ago for various reasons. One I just relinked and it's about to be de-linked AGAIN. (Like the author of it will give a rat's ass...)

Before I even publish this, I'm gonna go finish looking at who else links this shit. Be right back....
Nope. His is the only one I care about. Thank God. Paul means enough to me that I can and will just overlook that link shit. Besides, it's not even in his 'regular reads' list. I still wanna know what the deal is with it, though.
And...
I read some really great news over at his place, too. He got a really cool job and will still have time for his free lance stuff. I knew it. I knew when he was tellin' me about the second interview and how odd he was finding it, that they were gonna want him at a better than starting rate and that it was gonna work.
I knew it! Yay, Paul!!!!

See? This is one of the multudinous reasons why I like him so much. In the depths of my despair(s), he pulls me out of it. Either he makes me know I'm not alone in feeling like I do sometimes or else he makes shit make sense. And, seeing how his wonderful news made me feel better in spite of the hateful, nasty blog I saw, I'm thinking there may not be any 'explaining' that utter horseshit I read. Maybe he doesn't even realize how vile it is. I dunno.

One more good thing just occured to me. At least, this time, instead of going off full blast and becoming (and staying) too overly emotionally involved, I'm at least being a little more sensible this time. I read, I freaked, I wrote and I pulled it...until I find out for sure.
The last time I went nutso over an issue without thinking or finding out more about it IS the last time I'm gonna do that. I hope.

And, men...ya know how much y'all hate PMS mood swings and all the temporary insanity that goes with it? Well...I hate it even more than you do. It's exhausting. One minute I'm pissed, then I'm in tears and my heart is just breaking, then I'm laughing out loud at shit. I HATE THIS!!!!! I feel like a lunatic. And, it makes it really hard to differentiate between real and imagined 'bad shit'. For instance...here's the list of shit that's buggin' the everlovin' FUCK outta me right now:
That disgusting blog-probably PMS, unless I am right about it. (And, really...PMS or not, it's pretty wretched...)
I still have the last vestiges of this cold-Again, PMS or not, I think I have a right to be sick of this now....
My house is a wreck-Usually, the only time I'm not 'right on top of that' (Rose!...dopey 'movie joke/reference'), is when I am PMS-y.
I couldn't even talk to my Dad on his birthday-I'm pretty sure this is a legitimate bitch and that I'd still feel like an orphan even if I was as far from PMS as humanly possible.

Now...when my 'head' gets like this, I can't even decide if the things that affect me are real or just stupid and blown out of all proportion by hormones.
I hate that.

I NEED to clean the house, but I WANT to go ride Storm...or go to bed and pull the blankets up over my head.

Hey! I just thought of something else.
Tequila Rose. I have Tequila Rose in the frig. That shit ALWAYS tastes great. I think I'll give that a shot and see if it helps. I damn well hope it does. The alternative is scary to contemplate...a PMS-in' chick fulla Tequila. Yeah. Piss me off, please.

Ooh-hoo...I've got two bottles of that stuff. OHMYGAWD....aaahhh. The taste...This stuff is soooo good. What it is, technically is (and I'm reading this right off the bottle): strawberry flavor cream liqueur and tequila...'bottled by Tequila Rose Distilling Co., Weston, Mo.'. (God Bless Missouri!!!) It's 15% alcohol by volume and 30 proof. So, I'm either gonna feel lots better soon, or I'm gonna beat somebody/thing to death.

We shall see.

One of the things I like the most about this stuff is (are?) the glasses I use to drink it. They're kinda like cut crystal-lookin' mini-goblets. They're about an inch and half taller than a pack of 100's cigarettes and really pretty. Very 'dainty'...(Did I just use the word 'dainty? Geee-aaahhhhh!!! Scary...) Two cubes of ice and about five inches of TR a few times and everything seems better.
Of course, there's also the way I used to do it...an entire tray of ice and a whole bottle poured into a HUGE (not sure exactly how big it is in ounces, but it holds a whole bottle or a whole pot of coffee) Aladdin thermo-go-cup with a handle. I can see that method and riding the horse in my immediate future.

(Cheese and Rice Krispies...I just blew my nose AGAIN and now either I've got bionic hearing in one ear or else my eardrum fell out. Lord....)

Okay...three glasses down my neck, one ice cube melted and the partial bottle is now empty.
And, I just took a deeeeep breath. Ain't made no fistises yet. Must be working.
Oughta be. Switched right from coffee to Tequila. Screw food.

Oh yeah! If you ever get this stuff, you have to 'mix' it before ya drink it. By that I mean: DO NOT SHAKE THE BOTTLE...you have to just tilt it side to side to make the strawberry and the tequila re-mix. I was told if you shake it, you 'bruise' the tequila. Wouldn't wanna do that...tho I'm not sure why. Is it assault? Can't be 'domestic' violence because this shit's 'imported' it says on the bottle. ('Imported' from Missouri? Okaaaaay.)
(rotflmao at my own retarded jokes now...)
I am fuckin' insane, okay? (Of course, 'Insane' is Eric's nickname....)

Okay. I've been writing this post for about two hours now, between the re-writes, crying jags, alcohol binges and bathroom breaks. And, now I can't stop laughing...at nothing.

Think I'm gonna go horse the ride now...or something.
I'll be back...provided I remember from whence I came...or some shit.

Peace...
Or Tequila.
Whatever does it for ya.


Posted by: Stevie at 04:48 PM

Comments

1 Stevie, I was so lost about half way through I was not sure where the exit was. Have I been lost in the ozone too long that I am out of the loop?

Posted by: notGeorge at April 15, 2004 10:55 PM (G5PGV)

2 oops, i commented in the wrong post. I want the url of the crap blog you're talking about in THIS post LOL.

Posted by: ASB at April 16, 2004 01:02 AM (c7rDF)

3 The scary part is that I was right there with you through the whole post, sister! The shittiness of the world intensifies tenfold with PMS. I need to go pick up some Tequila Rose on the way to -- ahem, on the way home FROM -- work!

Posted by: Dawn at April 16, 2004 08:32 AM (Ev/7m)

4 Uh, I can't speak a whole lot about the PMS thing 'cept what it's like to be on the receiving end of it . . . That said; about whatever site it is that you are concerned about expressing your opinion about you ought not worry about it. Different opinions are good. Post it, link it, give us your opinion about it, let the chips fall and you'd be surprised at how those who may disagree with you will not, um, hold it against you.

That's my opinion anyway.

Peace and love!

Posted by: Daniel at April 16, 2004 11:32 AM (5gmGM)






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