Saw Mr and Mrs Smith last week.
Eye candy. Gratuitous in pretty much all aspects. I liked it.
Saw Batman Begins this weekend.
Did not so much enjoy. Too much going on – too many little things that
felt unimportant. Too much flashbacking on very repetitive imagery. And
too much bad, bad, bad bat biology.

My roommate tells me that I am spoilt.
I suppose I am.
But you know what?
I think I like it.
And I am more than worth it.
I kinda rock and stuff.

And although our little kitty guest Oscar still seems to be driving
Possum nuts on a daily basis, he and Boots get along more and more
every day. I fully expect bodily snuggling between the two of them,
though on a very secretive level. Can’t let people KNOW that you like
each other…that would be horrible. I consider it practice at this
point in time.

Sex toy party is on track for July 30th. Any interested parties?
Email me if you’re close enough to want to pop over and watch me play with toys…
well.
Perhaps I should specify that down to, watch me play with toys in a
non-sexual way at the party that I might consider buying to play with
later. You can buy some too. (www.foryourpleasure.com)

Borrowed from shovel

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So I know that most people who steal aren’t really bright. But whoever stole from my bike…

I have an odometer/speedometer as well as a under-seat storage
doohickey. And I used to have a velcro-ed on bottle-holder. Last time I
rode my bike, I tossed my cheap-ass tire pump in there (a little
mini-tiny $5 one).

Someone cut off the bottle holder (leaving the velcro attachment part still attached to the bike) with the tire pump in it.

Didn’t touch the odometer which is worth two or three times as much.
Nor the under seat storage — or the quick remove tire — or the
seat, all of which are worth a great deal more than the tire pump.

If you’re going to go to the effort of stealing from a bike…why not steal something that’s WORTH something?

How long is it possible for a good mood to last?

Been going on for quite awhile…

I guess I should just enjoy it while it lasts.

Who knows. Mayhap, it’s permanent.

Days are hot.
Very, very hot.
Very, very sweaty.

Different job at work though.
Inventory control – which means, I clean up other people’s messes.
However, I did get a nappy pay cut to do this. Though, it also earns me
the right to sit on my ass in an air conditioned office for two hours
of the day. Makes me feel like a right lump, it does.

*ahem*

Last night was the last night of 10 hours.

And my last night of 3rd shift.

(does happy monkey dance)

Hopefully my last third shift ever – but who knows. I’m moving to B
shift at Stride Rite – an alternative 1st shift (930a to 6p). Not the
greatest hours – but I get to sleep at NIGHT. I miss sleeping at night.
Fuck, I just miss sleeping.

Also, since I don’t have to be back until Monday at 930am, this means I have a 2 1/2 day weekend. Mmmmmm.

(does another happy dance)

I also interviewed at Staffmark (temp agency) in Fort Wayne and they’re
job hunting for me. I do love it when people look at my resume and ask
why the hell I’m in their office. *sigh* However, even if they can’t
find me a job in my field, maybe they can find me a job that requires
less driving or less working.

Strangely, I find that I’ll miss lots of the people I work with. I
never figured that I’d relate better with the people that I work with
now  – the…er… unwashed (LITERALLY) masses – than the people I
used to work with – the uber-educated, ultra-liberal crowd. There were
many of those back in Grad school — my favorite was the girl who was a
vegan, primarily to save the environment, but who also flew to
Tennessee from Ohio every other weekend to see her boyfriend.

I am glad to see this week end though. Ten hour shift precluded my
normal Wednesday activities (read as: Sex). And I really would like to
have said activities.

This week has also been somewhat…blah. The weather has been beautiful
for most of it — at least while I was sleeping. I did dye my hair -
but I was disappointed that yet again, my hair decided to become the
color it wanted to be not the color I wanted it to be. I wanted coppery
blonde…it’s more copper. Damn Big Lots clearance hair dye.

I’ve also managed to injure myself, especially my hands on a regular
basis this week. Peaked last night when I gashed open my right palm on
the elevator…which is a bitch when driving a standard truck.

This entry is all over the place. For that I apologize, but I’ve been up forever and I still have errands to run and the like…

Because after an hour or so of tossing and turning, I’ve given up trying to sleep anymore….

Irony.

Go in for a 10 hour shift because we are so busy.
Find out we have less work than we do in a normal 8 hour shift.
Go home from your 10 hour shift 2.5 hours early, making it a 7.5 hour shift instead of 8.

I need a new job.

I also need to find a way to sleep more than 2 hours in a row. I have
had extremely vivid dreams and nightmares for the past, say, about 10
days. And they wake me up, nearly like clockwork, every two hours.
Dreams about kidnap and rape, dreams about just random shit, like
driving over the BFs to steal coke since we’re out in the apartment –
but all so very vivid that when I wake up, for just a second, they’re
real.

And, as I’m without coke, waking up from the coke one to NO coke was kind of a cruel blow.

The cats, if nothing else, appreciate the attention.