i'm 41 minutes away from getting a Motorola Q9c for $41.00 on ebay.


here's hopin the dude bidding against me is out partying


*edit*
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. =( went over my limit of $55



stupid e-bay *goes to the corner and cries pitifully...

...i just walked past a mirror, and was surprised by what i saw. i wasn't actively looking into the mirror, just saw it out of the corner of my eye, and saw some woman walking alongside me wearing baggy kacki shorts and a black tee shirt.

and it surprised me. that it took a few seconds to register that woman i saw was me. i don't look like that. not really. in my minds eye, i suppose i look as i did when i was younger, but a caricature of myself. the image i see in the mirror has to be a lie.

i don't look like me. not the one ya'll see every click. i really don't. hell, i look at my own pictures and don't see me. that chick isn't me. okee...it IS. but that's not how i see myself.

dunno if it's extreme craziness, or poor self image, or an overactive imagination.... but seriously. if ya'll saw me like i saw myself? you'd be giggling too.......

i talk about it. last time i even THINK about it....until i see the bitch again. lmfaooooooooo

so dum let it slip that i didn't know the WHOLE story of our lil triangle of drama the other night at the bar. i finally got it out of him with the promise that i'd let it drop. and after this, i will. i promise *raises her right hand and nods*

'parrently, during their lil private convo, she told dum that he should ditch me, and take her back to her house to fuck. and (i was quite a bit drunk) she even made thinly veiled references to her proposal WHEN i was sitting RIGHT NEXT to her.


oh my.


now i think i SHOULD have gone all trailer park on the skank. pfft. and dum STILL says i'm over-reacting. *shakes her head and sighs* i will say this, i really hope we don't have another "run-in" before she moves.....

NOW i'm done with it. =) =)

last night was alright. it started great, had a lovely dinner with only minimal fuck ups on dum's part. engaging the bar in the next room in convo during ours for starters. but still, was good food, and some nice convo.

we went to our usual bar afterwards, for a few drinks. two of ma favorite girls were there, so we had great fun. that is, until liz walks in. liz is a former fuckbuddy of dummy's. and lately (since she moved back) she's been blowing up dummy's phone, trying to get him to go out for a few drinks. he's been good enough to ignore her calls. so, yea. i hear dum sigh and mutter, "oh shit" just before he's almost tackled by this broad. she is literally all over him. they exchange a few words, then she says she needs to talk to him privately. *rolls her eyes* dum kisses me and off he goes to a cozy corner where she proceeds to touch him as much and as often as she can. i notice dum keeps backing up, she keeps pulling him back. i'm livid. angry kricket has come out and i'm 3 seconds away from going over there and kicking the shit outta this chick.

but ma two girls are sitting with me, and they're reassuring me how much dum loves me, and how the skank is just pathetic, etc etc etc. 5 minutes turns to 10, and i decide fuck it. i'm not gonna spend the rest of the night watching her maul my man, so i turn the the uber cute guy standing next to one of ma girlies. start chatting him up. LOL...that lasted all of a minute before dum comes over and literally pulls me back to his cozy lil corner. he introduces me, and i shake her hand. i am a perfect lady. i nod and smile, but keep my mouth shut. i let her go on and on about how she's known dum for 20 years and how great of friends they are. smile and nod, kricket, just keep doing that. one of ma girls (the bartender) comes over and whispers to me how proud they are of me, and how bad and sorry she's making herself look. and she brings me a shot! goddess bless my friends.

poor dum looked as uncomfortable as i've ever seen him, and after 15-20 minutes we leave. that's when i let loose. i was so pissed off and wanted to violently go off on her so badly, that now i'm crying. pfft...i hate chicks.

the tears stop by the time we're home, and we "make up". still. i don't know how long i can do the "perfect lady" thing next time she's all over him like that....

okee so we're NOT going to the warped tour. several reasons. i didn't get the tix on line, and now they're upwards of $40 each. there's nothing, ANYWHERE, telling us when and what area bad religion is going to play. and i had a bad dream while napping today 'bout the show.

i just cant see spending that much $$ to only see ONE band, nevermind we might miss them wif all the other bands playing.

so. i've made a deal wif dummy. (he didn't wanna go anyway)
1. the next time bad religion is withinn a one hour drive from us, no matter WHAT venue. we go. and no complaints.
2. we go out tonight. not just any restaurant, but a fancy one. so vivians it is. seems a fair trade off, i guess. still kinda sad i'm gonna miss seeing greg tonight, but ah well. a quiet romantic dinner wif ma dummy's better anyway.

yep. it's my friday. i know normally...MONDAY is my friday. but D @ work said she'd switch days wif me so i can drag...errr...take dum to the warped tour.

today was good. i only had ONE order. unfortunately, if you add together all the orders we did for friday, saturday, and sunday,it totals 122. i was all kinds of ready to have a nice, boring, easy day. but no. we're low on generic cakes...the ones we put in the case for people to choose from.

damn. cut, iced, and decorated 28 cakes. managed to get it all done and cleaned up in 8 hours. whew...i'm all kinds of ready for ma weekend...

and TOMARROW!! tomarrow i see bad religion! *swoons* since we'll be outside all day, i'm finkin ma cute baggy camo capri pants, ma red hightop chucks, and ma skull n crossbone bikini top. *grins* i can't waitttttttttttt!!

yea, and had to delete the last one, as i forgot to resize the image and it was fuckin HUGEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. and i love MD and juicy, so i won't put them throu that.

ANYway.....was tellin foodie that i didn't have a purse...but i do. but it's not a purse. cuz purses are all girlie and fro-fro n stuff.

i got it at the st. louis zoo, and it was made in africa. while i'm disappointed it isn't 100% beer caps, who the fuck has heard of malta guinness?? and send dum some.

funniest description of me (and dum) ever:


..FooD..: its the one with the really dumb boyfriend who's scared of thick precious metal washers

so i'm dragging dummy to the warped tour to see bad religion. but when i heard social distortion's going to be playing here in sept, welllllll............that's like ma 2nd favorite band in the world. so of course i wanna go. "where is it" asks dum. "pop's" says i. a solid, resounding NO. and he don't want me driving maself there. guess it's on the east side of stl, which is not known as the best of neighborhoods.

hrmmm.. well. this won't do. sadly, i haven't met too many people of like intrests up here, but i gamely ask dum's BFF if him and his wife wanted to go. same story...they won't go to that side of town. =(

so i've all but given up on going. till FB signs into MSN. O.O OH! OH! giant lightbulb going off in ma head. i ask if he likes social d, and he gives the correct answer. LOL, not only did he already know 'bout the show, but he's going! AND he said i could ride wif them

FB saves the day!!

been a lil bit since i last blogged (well, lil bit for me anyway).

won't say that nothing's gone on, as there's been quite a bit. i've got a fair bit of pretty cakes to blog (later, i'm beat)

got to meet his_princess n her_poohbear, thursday, which was 9 types of awesome. they both rock, and the night went entirely too fast.

got into a fight wif dum tonight, and ma feelings are hurt too much to really discuss or analyze anything. we'll see what happens.

ty meanie, for the worried "big brother" bit....tis the only reason i've blogged tonight.

*muwah* to everyone xxxx