Friday, May 30, 2008

see ya

moving tomorrow. see you bitches in a week or two when we get net in the new house.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Thursday, May 8, 2008

unusual but awesome

So I was walking in wal-mart with a scowl on my face mumbling something under my breath because it was 7 on a thursday and i was out buying cleaning supplies so i could go home and wipe the counters down before i got down on my hands and knees to srub the awful kitchen floors when this woman i've never seen before touched me on the shoulder and said "you should always smile, you're really pretty." I wasn't sure whether i should question her sanity or give her a big hug, So i just said "thank you" instead.

holy crap... some people jsut have too much time on their hands

if you think that this is cool. Wait 'til you see this.
wow.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Come out Come otu wherever you are...

My husband and I are now on the hunt for the perfect house to buy. We were going to rent, but we figured out very quickly that a good rental house in the neighborhoods we wanted to be in would cost us more than a mortgage, so we decided to try to buy instead. I'll spare you all the mundane details of financing and all that nonsense, but I wanted to show you the top three of the ones we went to see with the Realtor yesterday.

This one's in Chelsea (near where we live now). It's probably my third place if we don't take into account location or pricing.

This one's in Helena
, which is a nice area, but it's a ways out from where both of us work, although it's very convenient to the highway. The cool thing about this one is that the current residents finished off a little attic space and made it into like a guitar studio/music room... which we could use for the same thing or I could use for a craft room. This is probably my first place not taking price or location into account.


This one's in alabaster, which is a long ways from anything except alabaster (actually it's not too far from the helena/pelham area). There's plenty of civilization in the alabaster area, which was one of my big concerns. This is a very close second if we don't take location and price into consideration.

If we had to buy one of those three right now, I'd probably be happy. But since we don't, Were going to go look at about 8 more houses next weekend because I'm sure the realtor wants to do nothing more than spend another 4.5 hours with us on a weekend. Hopefully we can either make a decision or get it narrowed down far enough that we just need to visit two or three one more time before we make the decision. I'll keep you posted.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

since my life is boring, i'll post about movies

Whitey and I have a subscription to netflix, and we watch a fuckton of movies sometimes. We watch a lot of things that the average person has not heard of, and some of them are definitely worth a look. Here's a few we've seen over the years that bear mentioning:
Love me if you dare:
It's a french subtitled flick... oh go read the damn description already. Definitely worth a watch, and it's a great date night movie.

Punch Drunk Love: This is one of the strangest movies I've ever seen, and one of the best. For those of you who clicked on the link and went "oh, an Adam Sandler movie", you couldn't be further from right. Adam Sandler is indeed in the movie, but this is parsecs away from your usual goofy, slapstick comedy or goofy romantic comedy. It's a romantic drama with a quirky and violent sense of humor and... well fuck it's hard to describe.

The Darjeeling Limited:
This is the most recent in Wes Andersen's Short but brilliant career as a writer/director. A lot of people said this didn't live up to their expectations, but this is my favorite Wes Andersen film. If you're not familiar with Wes Andersen's work, think of a quirky version of reality where Owen Wilson actually fits in and makes sense. I can't stand Owen Wilson in any movie except Wes Andersen movies. In your average movie, Owen makes my skin crawl; I want to walk up and hit him in the face with a two by four for being a quirky, ridiculous dumbass. In Wes Andersen's movies, he is exactly the kind of quirky, ridiculous dumbass that carries the movie and makes the whole fucking thing work. Go figure.

The life Aquatic with Steve Zissou: Another one of Wes Andersen's bizarre and brilliant movies. This one is about Some guys at sea searching after a mystical tiger shark or something. Doesn't make sense? Don't worry, Wes Andersen's premises almost never do. Apparently they don't have to.

Bottle Rocket: Yep, I'm all about kissing Wes' ass today. This is his first movie. It's about... I don't know what the fuck it's about. All I know was when I saw the opening credits I said "Oh my god, two Wilsons in the same fucking movie? This is going to be awful!" and It was ridiculously entertaining.

Run Lola Run: This is a Funky and bizarre movie that highlights how the slightest change in timing or the littlest decision can affect anything and everything in your life. It is short, fast paced, has a girl with pink hair, and a has great soundtrack.

Amelie: This is one of those brilliant and odd little films you don't easily forget. Amelie is about a strange young lady who likes observing behavior in people but hates interacting the conventional sense and how she eventually finds her place in the world.

That's all for now :)

now it's time for one of those posts that my friends owuld call "entertaining"

It is 3 am. I am awake. Why am I awake you might ask? Because the stress and running around cause by the combination of incompetent office staff who motherfucking double book clubhouses that residents went through the proper fucking channels to reserve, and throwing the motherfucker blowout of all baby showers has caused the entities that live in my muscles in my feet and legs to mutiny.

I laid down to sleep around 11:30 and passed out pretty solidly. Only to be woken up about a half hour later by a cramp in my arch. I stood up to remedy said cramp and the fairies on the tops of my feet decide to wack me with their magic wands which caused the muscles to clench up to the point that my toes on one of my feet were no longer together in quite the same position they had been. So I roll my ankle around to loosen up those muscles and the little elves inside my calves all punch me at the same time. somehow I manage to quiet all the mythical creatures in my legs. I lay back down and a half hour later the demons in my arches stick their lovely little pokers in my muscles again. Rinse. Repeat... 5-10 times between 11:30 and 2 am. Seriously.

At 2 am, I decided to give up trying to appease the faeries and demons and just fucking drown them. Took a nice hour long bath during which I had minimal problems. Go to get out of the tub and apparently demons don't drown. But MAYBE... everything else did and I can get some fucking sleep.
see you assholes in the morning. ;)