Thursday, July 28, 2005

Y'all know what the Midwest is? Young and restless...

This post is brought to you by Kanye West. I'm going to Michigan, where I will play, spend, sing, chat, burn, drink, ski, laugh, wonder, walk, eat, sleep, and sweat. I'm stoked out of my mind. Oh yes, stoked.
Smile like you mean it, kids.
Current desktop image: me firing a .22. I wish it was me firing the 270 rifle, but that picture is dumber.
Biggest desire at this moment: a turkey sandwich

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Love hurts

Has anyone ever watched enough of the spanish channels to see some game show which bears an uncanny resemblance to that show on Spike featuring Japanese girls doing incredibly stupid things? K, well, that made no sense, but today at work some show was on that was enchantingly stupid, and we all sat fascinated at the dumb tasks humanity can persuade itself to perform.
Some guy at work has a crush on me, and he's shorter than me and already has a girlfriend. Maybe he just really wants to be friends, but he was following me around all afternoon, and squeezed in to stand next to me in a huddle, and it's weird. Poor Vidal, my smoking hot Mexican, just a few days ago broke up with his girlfriend, and I really wanted to give him some comfort and support (aka, a big squeeze), but how awkward with Kenny (I called him K-dawg one day, and I think he took it as flirting) right behind me.
Is it shallow of me to require that any guy I like must be AT LEAST 4 inches taller than I am? And weigh more than I do? I would like some feedback on this. Alas, no one seems to read/comment on my blog anymore, so maybe it's a false hope.
Jason says I'm a great shot. That makes me feel coooooool. I'll have to post a picture of me being this aforementioned "great shot".
Current desktop image: getting boring. I wish it was a picture of me skydiving. With Chris Carrerra.
Biggest desire at this moment: see above

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

If you wanna get down, down on the ground....

Today I went with my tasty friend Jen to the mall, a place I usually consider rather on the stupid side. It was just as stupid today as any other day, but did manage to yield a pair of decent tacos for each of us, a decent movie in Fantastic Four, and a more-than-decent pair of fuzzy purple slippers from Payless Shoe Source. I commenced with wearing them around the mall for the next hour and a half because my sandals were blistering my delicate feet, earning the envy of all who happened to glance down at my elegant footwear. And Jen bought me a bracelet set that I really like. I think I'm going to have a bracelet fetish from now on. And, possibly, be a peasant skirt junkie. I really like skirts, a lot. I think they're hotter than pants or shorts, any day. So, yeah, that's about the long and short of it. Sleep tighty tight!
Current desktop image: Harry Potter in full Gryffindor regalia, in the middle of a Quidditch match. Ah, such a splendid seeker he is. Everyone excited for Saturday like me?????
Biggest desire at this moment: to be on vacation in Michigan RIGHT NOW.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Did you find everything all right tonight?

Sigh, remember back when I used to post on this thing? Me too.....
Does anyone else have a work voice? Like, other than their normal voice? Because I sure do, and it's a little embarassing. Seriously, when I talk to people who come through my lane or who are walking the sales floor, my voice gets higher by nearly an entire octave. I think it's my subconscious trying to be more feminine in order to garner a higher number of Target Red Card applications from the men that come through. Or something. I dunno, actually.
Arizona is HOT. None of our four vehicles have A/C currently, go figure. So it's a summer of burned palms (steering wheel), branded thighs (seatbelts), and roasted butt (vinyl seats) for Bethany. And everyone else in the family. Sometimes I do actually drop it like it's hot.
Current Desktop Image: Harry Potter. Playing Quiddich. In his full Gryffindor regalia. He's getting to be quite a dish, he is.
Biggest desire at this moment: to have already been asleep for at least two hours. And a cool five grand.