Oh, the wine we will consume…

October 5th, 2010, 7:34 PM by Goddess

My phone registered zero missed calls today. I took all the calls I got and I made other calls. Did not once have to cuss loudly at the phone to STOP RINGING because someone wouldn’t STOP STALKING me. Victory!

I was just looking at how the price of my dining room set changed on Amazon. I got a table, four chairs and a baker’s rack — plus shipping — for just a couple dollars more than what the table and four chairs cost today. I say, free shipping and baker’s rack? Yes, please! Thanks, Universe!

My head is throbbing today. Like, someone put a nail on my temple and is painstakingly hitting it *tap … tap … tap.* I have too much work to do, but I had to call it quits because I couldn’t function.

And I needed cake. Fucking diet. I did so well the last two weeks. Humph. Cake tomorrow, then DaDa Thursday, and THEN diet!

So, OK, in other good news today, I got invited to stay in Paris. PARIS. Yes, THAT Paris. I have a place to stay (the invitation was given to me to extend to my favorite travel partner, the lovely Lady L, as well). Two blocks from the Eiffel Tower, and a fridge full of brie at all times.

Lady L, when are you free?!?!

I assure you, my new-car purchase can wait!!!

I also have to thank my phone-abusing friend for putting me back in touch with an old friend. We type here and there but it’s been nice to have an actual dialogue again. The banter has made for a couple of very lighthearted moments during otherwise-serious meetings or between-meeting breaks.

There was another conversation today that tickled me. I have to share:

Person 1: “If I kill (blank), their parents can just have another child.”

Me: “I dunno. God broke the mold after He made THAT one.”

Person 1: “Well, that one somehow slipped past God. No worries — I’ll go round this one up and remove the blemish on humanity that once roamed the earth freely. I got your back, God!”



This gives new meaning to ‘throwing a hot dog down a hallway’

July 27th, 2009, 1:17 PM by Goddess

weiner

Photo from Associated Press.
Definition of “throwing a hot dog down a hallway” at UrbanDictionary.com.



Wholly Unappetizing: ‘Jerk in a Cup’

May 16th, 2009, 5:34 AM by Goddess

Just six bucks for “jerk in a cup”? Clearly, no high-quality swimmers in there for you.

Not pictured: Turkey baster $2 extra.

I fully expect to see this on FailBlog one of these days. Give a sista a photo credit if you beat me to it, mmkay? 😉



All work again today, but this is my play

May 11th, 2009, 7:14 PM by Goddess

Untitled from Bugged Shit on Vimeo.



This one’s for you, Bristol

September 7th, 2008, 7:50 AM by Goddess

What, you thought I had nothing to say on Sarah Palin’s soap opera of a life? Please. I’ve just been posting the good stuff on Twitter.

But, courtesy of Cake Wrecks, I know what to get the teen who’s popping out the love bundle that she — did I hear it right? — chose to keep.

Bristol, this is why choice is so important — you missed your chance to get rid of your dead-behind-the-eyes deadbeat baby-daddy. Now THERE’S a gene pool not worth perpetuating. …

Anyway.



Thought for today

April 17th, 2008, 8:07 AM by Goddess

If the squeaky wheel gets the grease, why are the rest of us forced to bend over and take it dry?

I was thinking of taking someone to lunch who, aah, is assimilation-challenged. But then I thought, fuck it — why not reward the others who actually were not put on this earth to make me question their mental and physical acuity?



Bring on the bitter

March 13th, 2008, 8:54 AM by Goddess

Rumor has it that Kanye West and his father will open up a coffee shop here in D.C. Don’t know what they’re naming it or where exactly it will be located, but it seems an appropriate outlet for all that bitter(ness).



Ha hah

February 29th, 2008, 12:57 AM by Goddess

This was the best pic I got at the Daughtry/Bon Jovi concert tonight, Hello, happy little hot dog. 😉



‘Hill’-arious

February 22nd, 2008, 7:04 PM by Goddess

Hillary Clinton parody video (“Obama Is a Cyborg From the Future Sent To Destroy Us All!”) seen on Slate. View below or click here if you’re seeing this in your feedreader.



I’d rather be baked than fried

January 18th, 2008, 3:24 PM by Goddess

That’s my latest idea for a title for my autobiography. But, alas, I’m too busy to write it, so I’ll just keep on pretending my newly restarted smoking habit wasn’t only limited to Marlboro Lights. …