Kate Gosselin should be neutered.

Or is it "Kate should be spayed"? I always forget what it is you do to dogs to keep them from procreating on national television. No the words, just which one is for male dogs, and which one is for bitches. (The dog term for "bitches", not the other one, chill out.)

Seriously, a reality dating show for Kate, who is airing a reality show with her kids at the monent? Enough is enough. Obviously her fan base isn't THAT great, or she would have lasted longer on that dancing show. So cut it out already.

Please.

Pretty please?

*Note: I really don't watch this stuff, just saw it on the news. Promise.

Everything Bytes

A post of total randomness that may get tied together at the end, or may not.

1. I frickin love my iphone. I will never be bored at Dmv, or anywhere again. Everyone should get one, now. Thanks.

2. Work is okay except my new manager doesn't like giving us our two days off in a row. So my days off are random, and never together. And my day off tomorrow consists of a two hour meeting right in the middle of being off. Seriously disrupting my drinking time.

3. You never know how much you love hot water until you don't have it. Co0ld showers suck. And no matter how much you try to grin and bear it, ice cold water is painful.

4. Apartment hunting with "questionable" credit is difficuly. Thanks to my ex for helping assist me in ruining my credit.

5. Thank you life for letting me get a new number when I got my iphone, as my ex now no longer has my number. Peace and quiet at last.

6. People are in general stupid. No story, just that.

7. Stopping on number seven. I have some OCD and hate odd numbers, (I can't stop reading a book on an odd numbered page, don't ask...) but seven is okay. I think because my birthday is on the seventh.

h. Yes, h. Because I hate formality and rules.

i. More later, meeting a casting director from the real world. No, not auditioning, apparently I am slightly older than their age limit. Just to chat.

A bit egotistical, perhaps?

Is it a little self indulgent to read some of your old posts? Seriously, I was looking for some of my old friends that used to be around and comment, and a lot of them have moved on, closed down shop, or just left their blogs at a standstill.

Then I started actually READING some of my old posts and comments. Some of you are funny as hell with your comments.

Back when the thing went around where you were supposed to type your name into google with "Needs" after it, and google would tell you what you needed, I found a list I had done. But one, just one, actually made me laugh out loud.


Bobby's needs are pretty basic: He sleeps, eats, cries, poops,and gazes uncomprehendingly at the world around him. If you edited "eats" to "eats and drinks bourbon", that would be the name of my autobiography. I know it's a long title, but it has a certain ring to it.

It may still end up being the name of my autobiography. I just need one or two more life altering, adventure filled, celebrity enhanced events to happen to me and I've got enough for a book.

Back the my question though, I think it is refreshing to read your old posts, it can remind you of good times, bads times, things you've forgotten, and it can also show you much your writing has improved, or deteriorated in some cases. In a few weeks, when we end up moving to a place here in town, I may be without internet access, but in the meantime, while job hunting, house hunting, and building a website for Justin's boss (I'm getting paid for it, dont worry), I will try to crank out some stuff of interest.

Job Hunting sucks.....

I have a good resume. I have good experience. I'm outside of a major metropoloitan area. What's going on?

I've been on the other side of the hiring business as well, and I know people can get busy, and hiring isn't always the top priority. I also realize that you lose a lot of good people by not acting fast, because someone else will hire them. (Hint hint, people, I'll be snapped up soon, HIRE ME!)

Anway, Justin's working at least, and we have a lead on an apartment (the mayor's wife gave up the tip, we're hanging out with some classy people now.) I am starting my search for a not so great (re: crappy) job today, just to bring in some money while I continue to job hunt for a job I am used to and pays a little better.

And just so everyone knows, I did NOT move here because I am closer to cheap cigarettes and better bourbon (and cheaper). I have to keep re-stating this fact, and yes, I have probably smoked more and definately drank more since I have been here, but it's a pure coincidence. Promise.

I am playing for the other team, now.

I switched to the google version, after numerous tries (not impressing me too much, but it could be the crappy pc I am using, who knows?)

And like Spinning Girl mentioned, I am having some issues, viewing icons and all, but I have just started to check it out.

Just thought I would share that without my baby (the culinary arts graduate) at home, I actually cooked a pizza with the cardboard still underneath it. Luckily, it was on a pizza stone (thanks for the great Christmas gift to my mother in law.) so it didn't catch fire, and was still actually edible. I blame it on stress, others I have shared the story with blame in on bourbon.

I will not be having a vote on this one, it was stress.