Well I tried to send a pic of all the champagne empties, but something isn't working.

But I also wanted to clarify:
That last post was the lyrics to the song "Somebody" by depeche mode. i guess that was not obvious. Sorry. I take no credit for it.
(and for the record if I had, I'd replace the "she"s with "he".)

Well, happy 2006 everyone.
It's past my bedtime.

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
Aaaahhhhh....

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
And in a place like this
I'll get away with it
Aaaahhhhh....

Couldn't say it any better myself.

Happy 2006 peeps!
Hope it's even better than 2005, and that it brings you all that you want.

-J

I really don't know what it is about me that I seem to attract all this ridiculous scandal into my life... Talking to my friends- they do not have any of these crazy stories, and marvel at mine. Saw a totally hot guy at Mother's last night, and then it got better- he walked over to my group and said hi to my friend- he knew her! I was sure I had an in... But no. No introduction, and he spent the rest of the night flirting with about 5 girls who looked about 19. I find it kind of amusing to watch these girls out... They get all dressed up and think they look so hot, and they are pretty girls, I'm not denying that, but I wonder if they have any clue that they all look exactly the same. Four of them standing there with flat-ironed brownish-blondish below-the-shoulder length shiny hair in low-rise jeans and pointy stilettos and silk camisoles. All just variations on a theme. The only difference is the color of the top, and how much cleavage they are showing. ("a lot" vs "indecent"). But hell, maybe they're on to something because it seems to work and they are the ones that got my hot guy. Sigh.

Saw Jackdaw last night in South Buffalo, at Swannie House. Always a fun show. But there were YOUNG kids there, I'd guess 15, drinking at the bar. A little disturbing. And it was so crowded that we took our wings upstairs to eat (I swear they have the best wings in Buffalo. Hell, best wings anywhere.). But apparently while upstairs we missed a fight. Beer bottles and all. Fantastic. Then went to Mother's. Saw Work Crush #2 there. First thing he asked me was if I was drunk, which is a little embarrassing, because I didn't think I was... But he told me that he and another guy from work were talking about how well I dress. I'm not sure I agree, but I'll take the compliment, especially from him since he may be the best-dressed man I know.

Also saw work crush 1 yesterday- i had my back to the door and he walked up and gave me a little scratch on the shoulder... Damn that wife of his! I could so fall for him.

But now my dilemma for the day...
Is it more depressing to spend new year's alone at a party, watching the happy couples kiss at midnight, wishing I had someone- or just staying home.
Haven't decided yet. Working at 7a tomorrow, so it's not like it would be a crazy night in any case.

Well I have suddenly decided that my fishtank is too small. And since I am all about instant gratification, I have decided that I need a new one. NOW. So I'm off to petsmart.

Happy new year, all!

Ahh, south buffalo literacy... (and LC what's your number?)

just a little public service announcement...

First, I extend my deepest sympathy and empathy to those poor souls suffering from abscesses of any form, but especially gluteal/perirectal/buttock ones. They are excruciatingly painful, not to mention the humiliation of having 10 people examine your ass. Then you have to go through the painful, stinky procedure of having them drained. Not fun for anyone involved.

BUT, if for whatever reason you choose to wait until 1 am to come to the ER with ass pain- at least remove the shitballs that are dangling from your ass hairs.
Losing precious hours of sleep for ass pus is unpleasant enough without dingleberries getting in the way. Oh yeah, and don't wear underwear with skidmarks. Didn't anyone else's mom always yell about wearing clean underwear "in case you have an accident and end up in the emergency room" or was it just mine?

My apologies if anyone needs to go vomit now.

I am going to try to get some sleep.

-J