Because I'm a saint

I'll be missing "Sons of Anarchy" tonight. Even though it's going to be awesome. Really awesome. Jax is all back in the club and stuff, and now they know about Gemma, and what are they going to do about it? and oh my goodness is the cop going to get it from Clay because he kept it a secret? and Jax may or may not get naked again..... but I digress Because I'm a freakin' saint - I'll be volunteering at Soldier Field at a fundraiser for the Muscular Distrophy Association. Immediately after work until pretty darn late for a school night. Volunteering, it's how I roll. That, and someone super awesome works there, and asked for my help, so of course I said yes, because did I mention she's super awesome?

Oh Crap

I sat down last night, just me, my iPod and my computer and drafted not one, not two, but three blog posts. I deleted them all, because, well, they all sucked the big one. Really really sucked. I wouldn't bother reading them, and it's my blog! Oh crap. Apparently I have bloggersblock. Please advise how I can shake the disease.

A little busy

So, yeah, I'm a little busy these days. Tonight, I'm volunteering at Old Town from 5:30 until 8:00ish. At 9:00 ZOMG - 90 minute "Sons of Anarchy" 90 minutes!!! I'm off work tomorrow, but I've got to go to teh gym (yes, again, shut up) and I have a thing at Old Town for my new very very very part time job that I got there, followed by german school. Thursday work/VonMom's/Deb's Friday work/Old Town Saturday OMG - LaurenfromBoston Ijustloveher! is in town. Will be spending some quality time with her, TheMarty and ChokingDan. I just might be choking Dan, but he could choke on his own, so he's ChokingDan. After that quality time I have my first night of training for the new job at Old Town. Excited! Sunday Not Your Momma's Book Club final meeting for the year. There will be wine. Lots and lots and lots of wine. And maybe some carbs. Sooooo Maybe I'll post next week. Yesterday I mentioned I'm taking an internetz dating break for the week. It's actually going to be a home computer break for the week. Try not to miss me. I will mail you a post card if you end up missing me too much.

I know

I've been remiss. Damn stooopid internet dating stuff takes up all of my good quality internetz time in the evenings. Embargo on the dating website this week. Hoping to write a blog post tonight. Hoping, because I've got nothing in the hopper. Well, one thing, but it was so much better/funnier/better/in-depth over a week ago when it started bouncing around in my brain. I'll try. Oh, and I'm going to the gym tonight. Yep, pick yourselves back up off the floor. That's my plan.

Dear Zombie

Dear Zombie, I have sent you an email to your real email address. Though unimportant in the grand scheme of things, I would like a reply. Preferrably with the information I am seeking. Please let me know if you have not received said email. Sincerely, V

So, I owed you some pictures.....

Picture #1: Yep - I know, I promised you this photo in May. This is my latest tattoo. It's the scorpio symbol, and the scorpio constellation. I love it, most people hate it. What can you. And no, it didn't hurt.

Picture #2: This is my cubey cube at work today. I put up the lights, LB "fixed" them, and then mailroom guy went bat-shit (pun intended) crazy with the fake spider web stuff. I LOVE it. I never want to take it down. I have to do a little limbo to get in and out of my cube, but it's awesome!!

Picture #3: This is a picture of my two zombies, made for me by my friend Krista. On the left, in blue is Zoe, she's been around for a while. On the right is Zeb, just got her last weekend. They live on my desk full time forever. I haven't yet learned how to make them, so for now I just throw money at Krista, and beg her to make me zombies.

Have a great fantastic wonderful weekend. I want to hear all about your shenanigans.

Again.

I just want to state AGAIN one of my main pet peeves. IF you are a doormat in real life, you do NOT get to pretend to be a bad ass in fake life. Define fake life? Well, thanks for asking!! Fake life = Blogs/tweets/facebook/etc. If you're mad about something and at someone in particular - Call them on the phone, or go visit them - tell them VIA SPOKEN WORD what they have done to piss you off, so it can be remedied like adults. Don't go all passive/aggressive and pretend to be a bad ass. Reminder, all you are doing is typing. In the relative safety of your home. In your jammies. Why is this a pet peeve of mine? Well, thanks for asking!! BECAUSE: What you see with me is what you get. I would never, WILL never write here or on facebook or anywhere else anything that I would not say aloud to the person who has offended me. I'm actually more likely to tell someone off and/or fix things than I am to post it here. I usually only post it here if I think it would amuse you all, my dearest readers. That being said - I expect the same from other people. I know, I expect a lot. But without lofty expectations, there would be no pet peeves, would there?