🏷️ silliness

where are my spoons?

I know it is crazy, but damn, I used to have spoons-- so many that they took up half the drawer-- and now I can't seem to find them. hmm. Who stole my spoons!?!? Its so bizarre! :)

I attempted to have cheerios for dinner. Silly me to think that i would have milk in my fridge that isn't a month old (July 21- close enough!). When I am super busy/not home I don't pay attention to the changing composition of the items in my fridge. bad bad bad.

So no cheerios for me. Not that it mattered, couldn't find a spoon anyway. ha!

I found a garden burger stashed away in the freezer. That worked.

This girl is going to bed early tonight. ok, so I say that every night- but I am half asleep as I write this, so it isn't much longer before I crash. Got a little more beat up at work today than I care for lately. My upper arm aches from the constant blows. I am in need of a massage. yup. I always say that, but then I never make an appointment for one. I totally want and need to. I hear that there is a local nun who can do the job?!?! hahahaha

I am looking for a spooky movie to go see or rent. Any suggestions?

I used to call it Brain Poo (C)- those posts created after digesting thoughts, information, ideas and observations of no significant value OR as the condensed end product of something that I had been thinking about that was worthwhile, but did not have the ambition to write it out.

Posts as of late are more of a Mental Sloughing (C); just getting rid of the ridiculous thoughts and observations NOW, so I can have a fresh brain for more significant writing matters (ie school and other responsibilities). I look back on these entries and think, what the heck am I writing about and why?

So, earler today I was comparing the difference between AOL instant messenger and Yahoo! Messenger. It isn't a secret that I prefer Yahoo! to most everything: email, search engine, messenger, beta testing, pictures etc. I have both YM and AIM. Yet I primarily use AIM, because most everyone I know uses AIM/AOL. But I think AIM is sub par to other messengers.

For example, YM saves messages sent to you while you were 'away'. Very nice, seeing as I often have my away message up and there have been plenty of times that I come home to find that somehow my computer shut down or shut off AIM-- therefor losing any messages. Ofcourse, if it is important, most people would know to call or send an email. But often there are just 'in the moment' fun messages that would not warrant bothering with an email.. and you want them.. simple amusement.

Anyway, I have pretty much figured out a way to keep AIM going strong all day long (even though everyone should switch to YM!). The funny thing is, is that I have friends that have thought I was home from work as my 'movement' on AIM would vary from 'away' to 'idle' to 'no longer idle'-- and this even in the middle of the night when I should be sleeping. Perhaps I use the computer in my sleep. I almost wouldnt doubt it! So, whats going on here? I live alone, my doors are locked so there is no one coming and going or using my computer at any point during the day/night. The only ones home are my two kitties-- and I doubt they would be surfing the net, right??

Then I mused over the thought of Joey being online, looking at Kitty Porn. My cat Joe is a character, that is why he makes a regular appearance in my posts. My furry Mosquito Slayer is always getting into trouble and making me laugh. He has a sister, Kayla. She is super sweet and usually only gets into trouble when her brother leads her into it. Atleast that is what I always thought.

Little did I know, that when I left earlier today (and returned shortly after) that the mystery surrounding my phantom AIM use would be solved:



(does not know I see her..)


uh oh


Busted.

Now sure who she was chatting with.. ;)


later, I caught Joe sitting in front of the compuer as well, but I think he was innocently intrigued by the default windows screen saver.




I'm nuts-- need ot get out again this weekend. I am debating on whether to be naughty or behave myself...

Maybe I will have it figured out by the time I finish my glass of wine

Night peeps, be well.

Got a few stories here..

Friday evening theme: If you build it, they will come. Or.. if you set chairs around the table you are sitting at, e:peeps (and others) will come. Gorgeous night, good company and conversation. Just what I needed.. yay!

Saturday: drove out to a beach party out on Erie lake in Chautauqua county-- Irving, I think, --not Cattaraugus county as @mrmike informed me :) Stayed for a few hours-- enough to say hello, relax, eat and have a drink. I knew it was my time to go as the conversations were humorous only to those that were drunk. I had no intentions of drinking, so I headed out.

I went straight into Buffalo with the plan to sit at Spot with my schoolbooks (I figured that I have been doing so well staying focused that it just might be possible to actually do school work at Spot). Right after I parked, I turned the car back on and headed out to see @kangarooboi #31 at his temporary abode on the Boulevard. He wouldnt allow me to set a fire in the room to see if the sprinkler system worked. It was hot in there.. but thats what happens when you set the temperature contol to "low warm" and not "low cool" haha



For the record, I am no longer a Crackhead Barrel virgin.

rather, Cracker Barrel. I think Crackhead Barrel is more fitting. I want their french toast RIGHT NOW. There were millions of people waiting to get in to eat. The food is homey and I imagine that it would be perfect the day after a night of insane debauchery.


This game stressed me out. I was an 'eg-nor-amoose' more than a few times. Might have been a 'genius' once, not sure.. It was more fun to try to see how many golf-tee's we could keep in the wooden block.


While @kangarooboi and I waited to be seated (which didn't take long at all), we walked around their country store- full of chotchsky and candy. Oh, and clothes.

And this: Baby Devil Dolls!!!!





who'd play with something like that???? I think those horns were actually molded to be little pony tails. They look like horns to me.

• shiver* things that nightmares are made of.

We had just been talking about scary stuff. I admit to fearing:

clowns-- you love them!








spiders..






eek! a horde of babies. Something about a pile of babies does not warm my heart. weird? I don't care..







this kind of monkey freaks me out..




e! ew! ew!

I must get those images out of my head before bed..
oh, I know!!
one more little story..

Got a sweet tooth, honey??

It isn't unusual for me to come home from work with gummie bears, smarties, pieces of pretel and other candy variations in my pocket. Usually the confections are kept in a sandwhich bag and carried around throughout the work day as an easily delivered positive reinforcer for behavior modification purposes.

Different kids like different things, so there is usually a mix of candy in the baggie. I saw a bunch of round candies in the bag and took them to be all Skittles-- a favorite among a majority of the kiddos. I began to empty the bag into the garbage when I saw that there was some chocolate bits in there as well. Upon closer inspection, I realized I have a baggie of Skittles and M&M's

so??


Well, to my amusement, I then realized that I have a bag of
S & M's.. hahaha







Now its time for bed..

Here's to a happy Monday, everyone!

~carey

90 degrees or so..

and what better to enjoy the day than a big bowl of

hot soup.

say what you must. Me, my soup and legwarmers are gonna go catch some rays in the chaise.

Have soup envy :)


I'm baaAAAaaAaaaAaack

oh, how risque, haha

anyway, I am cleaning* up the house and I have this little tune starting to play in my head. First it is just the melody, real quiet-- then it gets louder and eventually the words are there.

And I think, wtf?

Guess its better than, Debbie Gibson, Out of the Blue, being stuck up there.

hehe

So I recall what (and when and who) it is from and am now sharing it with you. You too need to be singing this song- while at work, haha

(its a video-- you gamers might dig it)

• cleaning the house is not my favorite past time. I don't make too much of a mess, but I try to avoid dishes at all costs. I hate dishes.. HATE THEM! I am ashamed to say that I have thrown out a few in my past just because I didn't want to wash them. (as in ten years ago, not today- even though it is tempting!)

or, which this would be fun.. like in a movie where this guy sits on the roof and shoots at them with a rifle. "The dishes are done, man"
Which movie was that from.. Adventures in Babysitting or Dont tell Mom the Babysitter is Dead? I think the latter.. I think the same guy was in both of those movies.

Anyway, I would do just about anything to get out of doing them.

Oh, and since I am stuck at home and full of silliness..

I have a weird kinda-crush on Sully.. yup, from Monsters Inc. Well, not *that* kind of crush.. but regardless, I am not sure where this comes from. I think it is his fur.

I had to come out about it sooner or later..







Shake it Sully..


I am so weird, at times.

Gotta get my car back, haha.

Hope the sidewalk chalking goes well tonight. Wish I was there!

It is Saturday and bright with sunshine.

I went to bed early last night, after some wonderful wine consumption and a few hot games of mahjong. Strange dreams were had.. not disturbing, but certainly thought provoking...

So, on todays agenda..

• quick clean of my apartment

• coffee

• thai food

• ponderment/contemplation of life

• more quality time with friends...

• I'd like to go see The Benchwarmers, the movie just came out last night.

....because this seriously humored me, I have added it to my links..

snagged from @museumchick #2

pop! pop! pop!

Excellent links for those who love bubble wrap. It isn't quite the same as the real thing, but it does provide some satisfaction. I love the "Manic Mode". That is sooo me. Even more so, when you hit, "Fresh Sheet" and it says.. "must have more" hehehe

brutal.

Hope everyone has a great day.. see ya later

xo Carey

My posts, like my thoughts, have been emerging as snips of brain poo. I engage most of my neuronal matter on an in-depth and time consuming class project. The deadline is quickly approaching and while I have been diligently working on it, I am awaiting the moment of intense creative intelligent fervor.

I love that.

Returning home after a dental appointment, I decided to watch a few minutes of tv before tackling a class assignment. ESPN showed coverage from the Worlds Strongest Man competition. In the Hercules Hold, the competitors held 353 lb pillars with each hand. The pillars were tall and heavy. The men wrapped their hands around a handle attached to a chain that led to the pillars. They competed in how long they could keep the pillars from falling away from them. Over 700 hundred pounds in their hands. OY. Commentary on their height and hand size were noted. Smaller hands were not advantageous. This prompted me to look down at my hands. My mutant baby pinky can't wrap itself around a #2 pencil.. A ten year old boy has a longer pinky finger than me. I checked. (The kiddo I work with is fascinated with my anomaly.)

My dental appointment was quick. It was a routine cleaning and since I have a mild OCD with keeping my teeth clean and flossed, there was minimal scraping. My cutie oral surgeon poked his head in to say hello. Dr. Cutie makes me smile.. Then Dr. Wife checked the hygienist's work. After, I was sent home with another toothbrush and tooth floss. What, no stickers?? :)

One word:
Lentils. Ok, two more.. Curry Ginger Lentils.

I made another wonderful potion, I mean, dish using (red) lentils, fresh ginger, curry, red pepper and olive oil. I added asparagus and naked shrimp to the side. YUM! ;) (where is that "spell" check?.. )

I am looking for a gym or facility that offers swimming. Preferably a structured swim, perhaps to include strength/resistance exercises. I do not want free swim, as I will just play.. Any suggestions?

My dreams are weird. They are usually full of adventure and craziness; fun stuff for the most part. I do not recall the details of my dreams from last night, but what I do remember is that I thought the content was odd, for me. I dreamt about potato chips. More specifically, Lays Classic. Mounds of them. Also some pastries and candybars. How freakin' odd. Although I havent chomped on anything like that lately, I am not omitting any particular food. However, maybe my brain does not know that and is in some sort of "food mourning"? No idea.. but I never dream of food.

hehe.. McDonalds Shamrock shakes are out. I am all over that.. I plan to have one on the weekend. They don't really taste like anything, but I get one every year. Its green.. its fun.. gotta have one (maybe two..)

On other fronts..

• Golf course may go up in (North) Lewiston. 250 acres bought by the Seneca's as a strategic business plan... Hopefully it will be open to the public :) In the meantime, I'll go to the driving range. Or join the Niagara County Country Club *swings hair back* j/k

• Harry Potter, Goblet of Fire is due to come out on DVD soon.. Next Tuesday (unless they meant yesterday..) OOoOOoooOh I can't wait! I *still* need to read the book that came out over summer. Not that I have had much opportunity to read fun stuff..

• Snow in the forecast.. maybe, just maybe.. there will be XC skiing in my future?? And snowmen! And snowball wars! If so.. come join me! (Throwing snowballs at myself isn't as amusing..)

Time for bed..

Be good..Play nice

~Carey

Earlier at work I climbed up onto the counter. I needed to reach for some supplies that were up on top of a super high cupboard. While I am grabbing the goods, I hear below and behind me, someone whistle, followed by "sexy undies Care".

at any given time, my butt can be semi exposed. I take care to wear longish shirts and sweaters, as I am bound to be in some twister championship worthy move.

But this counter climbing venture did not have me in any crazy position. I was just reaching. But apparently my shirt went up.. and my undies showed anyways.

Yeh, they were my "laundry day" underwear.

You know, the worst possible option.. big and ugly. Think, red and black zebra print. How did I end up w/ something like that anyways? Even the material is icky and scratchy.

But yeh, they are the kind that you don't toss even though you never ever wear them. So they end up in the "laundry day" drawer.

When at home, there are some crazy clothing combinations I come up with as it comes closer to the dreaded laundry day. All of your favorite clothes are in a dirty smelly heap.. and the clean choices are always passed over, until now.

Do you have a designated "laundry day outfit" ?

Do you have "laundry day undies"?

How much spare change do you have floating in the bottom of your washer? Sure.. I launder money, har har.

I did a lot of laundry this evening. My undies choices are now cute, cuter and cutest :)

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• My cookie monster valentines were a hit. I think the staff enjoyed them more than the kids. My cookies turned out fabulous. I think I am more capable of cooking/baking than I let on..

• I sent out a few cards. I ended up in the card aisle the other day (non v-day related) and ended up reading through the funny cards. I found myself wanting to send a bunch of random cards.. not that I am a Hallmark supporter. But occasionally I find a funny one that I want to share.

• Spent time w/ my step dad and neice earlier. I hadn't seen them lately.. It was very nice to be around them, catching up on life.

• Received a call from someone I dated well over a year ago. I saw the ID and thought, wtf? I am kind of flattered, yet I know I was not a nice person back then.. (things have since changed)..so I don't know why the call. Coincidental on the day? I didn't pick up and they didn't leave a message.. which is a good thing. Odd.

• It feels later in the week than what it is. Its been very busy these past two days.. with work and some family stuff.. then the Great Laundry Fiasco.

• My new neighbor moves in soon. I hope they are cool..

• I fully intended to go XC skiing after work today.. I get home and more than half of the snow is melted. There wasn't much to begin with, but I figured the trails would have enough to take the skiis out on. Not by 5pm.. it warmed up enough to melt down to the grass.. It is supposed to snow this weekend.. so maybe, finally, then..

• I am done procrastinating... off to read a business case. Later :)

• Ricola cough drops, various flavors. Check.
  
• Orange juice. Check
  
• NyQuil, gel tabs. Check.
  
• Puffs tissue, extra big box. Check
  
• Large mug of Rooibos (red) tea. Check
  
• Bob, this 30yr olds beloved stuffed turtle, which is sad and endearing at the same time. Check

• And a dish of Cookies and Cream ice cream, whipped to a thick milkshake consistency. Check.

Ahhhh, the cool creamy texture is a retreat against my hot, sore throat.

With sleep and happy thoughts, all should be well.

Anything should be better than last night. Barely any sleep as I coughed most of the night. I tried sitting up, but the coughing continued. When I did doze, get this, I dreamt of [search]typeHere[/search]I dreamt of the chat and posts. I don't recall any detail now, but had I taken the notion to jot down some of it, I am sure it would have been entertaining.

No more [search]typeHere[/search]before bed. Yet, I know this isn't likely...


Again, my brain cell depletion due to constant hacking leads me to thinking about: toilet seats.

I am looking to replace my toilet seat.. duct tape just isn't working anymore..Its soo last season. ;)

Here are some possibilities I am entertaining:

Can you imagine walking into the bathroom and pulling up on the toilet seat? Hopefully you will manage to piss in the toilet before pissing yourself..


Groovy. When I flush, I want "You spin me right round baby right round" to sound..


Don't take my toilet. I hate it went people steal my toilet..That shit ain't going nowhere, beotch! ;)


ha, to replace that picture with just about anyone.. That would be fun. Who would you like to fling poo at? tell me..


Gasp! They stole my idea..


And this is just tacky.. har har! --I don't have the bad pun skills that e:josh has :)



My delerium leads me to bed.. and dreams of, "PBS"...

I have needed to sneeze for over six hours.

six hours.

It is quite the insane feeling to feel the need to sneeze, constantly, for six hours.

SNEEZE ALREADY!!!

ahhhhh!

If I keep my nostril closed, it lessens the sensation.

If the earth shakes and you hear "WOO HOO!!" after wards, just say "bless you", 'cause that meant I finally sneezed.



That is all.

Carey :)