Friday, June 23, 2006

Friday, Viernes, Freitag, Venerdi, Shukravar, Vrijdag, Pátek, Vendredi, Frī'dē-dā'...

Let's see, I've made it to see yet another Friday -- can't complain about that as the alternative is much worse...
  • Current Mood: Ambivalent. What else can I say?
  • Current Mood of Co-Workers: 1 is crabby as hell, 1 is irritated by the other's crabbiness (and quite understandably so).
  • Current Nail Color: Clear Glitter
  • Current Read: A Million Little Pieces by James Frey (in your face, OPRAH!!!)...
  • Current Song on Repeat in My Car: "Cocaine Blues" by Joaquin Phoenix
  • Current Song on the Radio @ Work: "Pour Some Sugar on Me" by Def Leppard (Lord help us...)
  • Current Weekend Plans: 3 hours until time to DRINK.

The aforementioned "crabby" co-worker inspired me to change my profile pic on Yahoo Messenger to the cat shown to the right, which then led Jon to write me and say, "What's the hissing pussy for?" Oh, if only he were here, he'd understand. Enough with the fucking pissy-ass mood already!!! No need to spread your damn unhappiness to all those around you.

We set a record high temperature here in my hometown yesterday -- 101°F, beating the previous record high of 100°F set in 1930. I was driving home from work at 6 p.m. last night and my car showed the outside temp was still 100 degrees (you can only imagine what the heat index, or "real feel", was)!!! And someone just told me that the temperature guage on their car currently reads 104°F today. Needless to say, it's hot as fuck. And that, my friends, is HOT. I think we're in for a real scorcher this summer. Great... As the resident wicked witch, I'm in danger of melting, and it's not from being doused in water...

I have not been chronicling the medical situation that has been afflicting my dad's African Grey parrot, Jemima -- but, this was for obvious reasons as her butt was bleeding, and who wants that being discussed? I mean, she's a very private bird. So anyway... my dad took her down to a specialist at LSU last week & they did a biopsy on her sphincter, for lack of a better word. But good news -- we found out today that her butthole is not cancerous, so it looks like I still might have the chance to inherit the damn bird since their life span is over 40 years in captivity. Woo-hoo!!! Have I mentioned that she despises me? And that the feeling is mutual?

THIS shows such tremendous & selfless dedication, a real martyr:

Saddam Ends Hunger Strike After Missing One Meal: BAGHDAD (Reuters) - Saddam Hussein ended a brief hunger strike after missing just one meal in his U.S.-run prison, a U.S. military spokesman said Friday.
ION... Praise the Lord, the Coreys are back!!! And ever-so-creatively, they are calling their new show "The Coreys". Rock the fuck on, man!!! I love this quote from the Yahoo! article: "The Coreys' would find the Coreys playing fictionalized versions of themselves, presumably because it would be funnier and less sad that way." Now I'm just waiting for another "Saved By the Bell" reunion & I'll be a happy little chickadee... ha, ha, ha!!!


Blogger Sharon Ann said...

From one co-worker to another, I have figured out that if you just shut the fuck up, it will atleast make you feel better. It beats getting snapped at for just making general conversation.

3:32 PM  
Blogger *the queen* said...

You should know better than to open your damn mouth & try to act like a normal human! I mean, come on, we should ALL be sniveling & pouting, together. ALL OF US, DAMNIT!!!

7:17 PM  
Blogger Silent One said...

101F !!! OMG that is brutal!
We barely reach 80 here and I feel like melting... I can't imagine 101

YIKES No thankyou!
Have a good weekend.

8:45 AM  
Blogger *the queen* said...

Oh yeah, mix in our near-constant 100% humidity and the fun never ends!!! Hee, hee...

Seriously, it's hot down here, but growing up here, I'm pretty used to it. Not saying I don't sweat my ass off (literally, I wish), just that I'm used to it! ;)

10:40 AM  

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