Bunny is...

zomg, holy wedding madness. Next saturday is Jessie's wedding in sussex, the following weekend is Dana's sister Robin's wedding, to the reception of which Linda Colby graciously invited me to, then Don and Angie are getting married in August, for which Angie just asked me to be a bridesmaid (!!! totally excited and honored to do!!) then yesterday Brad asked me to be a grooms(wo)man for his wedding in october. Anyone else wanna jump on the bandwagon? I got all july wide open. Now, to begin thinking of awesome and totally useless wedding gifts. Hrm.

Oh, you big hot tranny mess.

do I get a pat on the head, or a hugely oversized, undersized check?

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HEY GO THERE. mkay.

guh, crazy xmas time. so much knitting, so much buying, so much i gotta either get my student loan deferred or get back into school by december 31st, as in, envelope will not seal, stamp in the wrong denomination, mailman will get shot, GOOD LUCK FUCKER. and here i'm thinking of getting kyle a watch he'll likely never wear or at least not like. I'll have to measure his wrist in his sleep.




So hm. i should get him that sweater i threatened to get him. i should, because it's not $80+. sigh. anyway, i need to sleep now.

Sallright? sallright. this one will be shorter, methinks.

yeah i went there. what of it? it's still christian bale.


hayden christiansen. dirt bike? close enough.

Dude, seriously short on material here, wtf?


Hey! You missed, James Marsters!


Yes, ON the bike, like Ewan McGregor.


Oh Keanu.


Ryan Reynolds didn't disappoint.


JT, whut!


Elvis!
Yeah, for some reason, I only seem to be able to find pictures of chicks on harleys. Dunno why. Anyway, next time: Pit Love.

p.s. FUCK YOU DEBRA MESSING RETIRE OR DIE TRAGICALLY ALREADY. TRAGICALLY.

so i had the interview at fred astaire tonight. it was kinda a bust, i think. not in that they're not giving me a chance, but the last time i interviewed in milwaukee at the downtown studio, i was way way more excited and it seemed much more positive, at the end. here, i dunno... the guy who interviewed me, one of the two owners of that branch (whose name i forget because i'm awful with names), seemed very nice and foreign, but perhaps a little sick of people coming in and applying just because they saw ballroom dancing on dancing with the stars or so you think you can dance or whatever. i understand he doesn't know me, but i don't feel like i'm one of those people, personally. also, i dunno how i'd be able to work at starbucks at the same time- it'd be 8 hours a day six days a week at the studio.... sigh. dunno. i guess i could do mornings until 11 at starbucks, and hopefully not opening every day like to do tomorrow and thursday.... I really don't want to be at home right now. I have a 'sketch' to do for the BBG xmas card they want by tomorrow, and again, i have to open tomorrow, so i really do need to do it, but i just... don't want to. ugh. I want to be at a bar with some amazing deep-fried food and a strongbow cider, maybe play a little pool. hm.... maybe i can swing that if i get this sketch done quickly? i -shouldn't-, but.... i do lots of things i shouldn't. and i got a decent night's sleep last night. a whole eight hours! i think. dunno. BAH! goshdoggit. i mean goddamnit. i can't swear at work. it's rubbing off. CURLY FRIES. I want arby's curly fries. reeeeal bad. mumblegrumble. i should make dinner. maybe i'll be slightly less ragenous after dinner.

Your horoscope for October 1, 2008
Today much of your mental energies, and possibly your physical energy, are likely to be directed towards career matters. You might find yourself re-evaluating your goals and ambitions, bunny, and possibly considering other possibilities. The desire for additional income might be the catalyst that gets you going, but there's more to it than that. This is definitely a good day to give thought to a number of options. By this time next week, you might have actually made a few decisions.


another scarily accurate one. i have an interview (finally) with the owners of fred astaire dance studio here in madison next tuesday, so yes, by this time next week, i might actually have made some decisions. it doesn't help/hurt that the fact i work with my new boyfriend means we can't actually make the fact known. it's fucking annoying, is what it is. not to mention his behavior as of the past few days has been confusing, to say the least. for instance, tonight. he called me on his break at work, mentioning we should change out statuses... statii... whatever, on facebook, because facebook is a big fat blabbermouth, to just leave it blank, because we're getting a new assistant manager in a week or so and if he finds out we're seeing each other, one of us will have to transfer. that right there is what's fucking pissing me off. why?? we never work together, if i get this job at fred astaire, i'll be working mornings and afternoons only during the week, he closes. would our relationship affect our job performance? forcing one of us to transfer would sure as hell fucking affect MY performance; i'd quit and let him stay. fuck it. i like my job, i like him better. what the fuck?? it's not like it's a strip joint or something! fuck! fuckitty fuck fuck fuck. aw duck sauce. but anyway, conflicting behavior. he called, mentioned the status updates, okay sure, let me get back to sleep. he calls again five minutes later, suggesting we go swing dancing, maybe get a group together and go out as a troupe or something, just to help me practice. WTF?! that's fucking sweet! goddamnit! sigh. no, i know the first thing is to protect both of us, but the circumstance is less than idea. he really is a good guy. my mom even likes him, too. they bonded over the clarinet at dinner the other night. i don't like having to hide the fact i like him. but hey, he's a musician, and he can swing dance. can't be all bad, right?

Get it? EX presso. it's E-S-P-R-E-S-S-O. ESS presso. not eks. jerks.

Your horoscope for September 23, 2008
You shouldn't work as hard as you do! You might have a lot of energy, but your body needs to rest from time to time. There is more to life than work! Try to take some time off. You will need to be in the best of shape pretty soon. The action is just around the corner and you will need all capacities pretty soon.


fuckin' tease.

Who is driving? Bear is driving! How can that be?!!





Oh, that GUUUY! haHA!


hoohoo HAA HAA!!
What's wrong with him?
Nicotine fit!
hoohoo HAA HAA!!
What's wrong with him?
NicoTINE fit!

Last friday I got called in to work for a couple hours, despite the fact that the person I was supposedly covering for was there before i got there. I told the assistant manager jackie that I had thought of that line from clerks, "I'm not even supposed to be here! it's by day off!" but then i realized i didn't sleep in a pile of dirty clothes, so it was okay.



Jake..... ........Buh.

I'm not even supposed to be here today!

Except i'm not that much of a whiny bitch about it, hopefully.

P.S. This is me on bar:

hey guys. nevermind. it ain't no thang. :)

alright, so.... here's a thing. or maybe it's not a thing. but it kinda is. there's the guy kyle I'm working with at starbucks, and he was really nice and everything and so we kinda started fooling around after a while. and so right, what have you. i'm not really expecting much, because when I get my hopes up i'm usually really let down- no expectations, no disappointment. No, not really, it still kinda hurts. anyway. so when we hang out, it's great, right? and at work it's okay, we don't work together much because i work mornings and he closes, but when we do, whatev. no huge deal. but the thing is this chick kelsie we also work with, a shift supervisor. she's really nice! i have no problem with her! when it's just me and her, also fine. but when it's the three of us, i get all insecure and i don't know why. I also don't know what their relationship is, and i'd feel even less secure if I asked... sigh. i can't ignore/deny/stop possibly fabricating some kind of chemistry between them, which makes me wonder what the hell does or doesn't exist between him and i, which makes it horribly confusing when later, it's like he doesn't even notice or think anything is even remotely amiss. and that makes me think i'm just being paranoid and stupid, which then makes me realize, hey, we're not even committed. we're not dating. sigh. I hate being so fucking insecure. it's not a great feeling. and that's bad.
and i'm sick.

Your horoscope for September 14, 2008
It is important for you to be extra cautious today, bunny. Make sure you are calm and collected before you get behind the wheel of a car. Be sure to have a helmet on if you are riding your bike. Strong emotions that come up today are apt to trigger a physical response that could be quite powerful and even a bit violent. Be careful of such tendencies.

Dear Jessica,
Here is your horoscope
for Sunday, September 14:

It's not the best day to sign anything or enter into any kind of long-term agreement. You may want to just spend time quietly at home and wait for things to improve -- it should come really soon!

Hm. Both horoscopes are telling me to stay home and do nothing.

I think I can handle that.

Or, if you prefer:

That's how my head feels.

dude y'guys
i'm super excited
i have a project to work on, and it's going to be awesome. I'm calling it the Pajamical and Associated Nonsensical Trouser Stylings. This should have been my thesis, I swear. but nevertheless, i'm excited, even on the budget I can allot. (read: $0.) Keeping that in mind, I'm beginning to think the biggest expense will actually be the frames... I dunno what I'm going to do about that. I can't exactly make anything in that respect.... although, ace does have a miter box for a hand saw in the garage.... Hmmmm. Oh yeah, THAT'LL work. but the project is a series of sixteen (4 x 4) 3" x 5" (or maybe 4" x 5") lil pictures, and the subject of each one is pajama pants.
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Trés excitique. Non, je ne parlais pas Français. but there's the sketch that prevented me from napping this evening. so now it's all jesus god i'm tired and... i just forgot the rest of that sentence. I'm goina bed now.