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Saw that on a personalized license plate the other day – anyone able to figure it out?

May touch boyfriend?  Do you think they’re swingers?

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

The song stuck in my head today:

This t-shirt is AWESOME!

From Cafe Press:

Learn something about…isabella v.

“My name is isabella v., but it’s not. I’m twentysomething and I am in international fugitive.”

So starts the story that had the internet buzzing for a while, several years ago. A blogger calling herself isabella v. began her online memoir on March 2, 2003, when she disappeared. She was on the run not from the law, but from her wealthy, mob-like family. In July 2003 she moved her blog, but it’s no longer available, and all of the archives on her old blog are gone. I discovered her blog sometime between July 2003 and April 2004, although I can’t say how. I went back and devoured her archives, completely fascinated. Many expressed disbeleif of her existance. Whether that’s true or not, it does nothing to reduce the loveliness of her writing.

Esquire did an in depth article in October 2003, and the author swears he actually met her, in a hotel in San Francisco after being frisked by a guy with a Bushmaster AR-15.

Now, there has been talk about isabella v, the movie.  I would definitely go see it.

I wish I could properly introduce you to her blog, because her writing truly was spectacular.  Maybe some day the archives will be available somewhere.  True or not, it’s a good read.

An additional article here.

MIA

I think Facebook has been detrimental to my blog writing.  What I would normally write about on my blog, I condense into my status update. 

I need to work on that.

Is that Ron Jeremy?

(Can’t wait to see the search results I get on this one…)

So, the other day I’m working from home, and (since I don’t have cable) my TV choices were Martha Stewart or Nash Bridges.  I went with Nash Bridges.  I was only half paying attention to the show, it was noise in the background, and I happened to look up at one point and narrowed my eyes.  “Is that Ron Jeremy?”

IMDB is a fabulous tool.  Figuring I would have better luck finding information using the name, rather than the TV show, I typed in Ron Jeremy.  Sure enough, he was in an episode of Nash Bridges in 2000. 

Here’s the thing – this is not the first time this happened.  Back when I was dating Scottsdale, I sat him down to watch one of my favorite movies, Boondock Saints.  We’re having a good-ole time, watching the movie, when suddenly my brow knit.  “Is that Ron Jeremy?”  That was followed by a brief, uncomfortable silence on his part, followed by, “Um, I think so…”  I looked it up, and sure enough, it was!  And then I realized that on roughly our fourth date, we had both admitted we knew who Ron Jeremy was.  Aw-kward….

But here’s the thing – I’ve never seen any of his adult movies.  Honest truth (you know I would tell you if I had).  So I’m really not sure how I recognize him, I just do.  It may be because I know a guy who looks like him.  So much so that my acquaintance walked up to Ron in a club and Ron was taken aback, and has been quoted as saying, “Holy shit, so you’re the father of those kids.”

Actually, I heard an interview with him once, and I believe he said he’s been in over 80 feature films (that’s non-adultfilms) – although, I can’t make it through his film list on IMDB without blushing.

The Bachelorette’s Bachelors

So, as I said before, I would have to watch The Bachelorette if Jillian was on there.  And she is.  So, yes, I’ll be watching. 

I flipped through the slideshow of the men she gets to choose from.  And I already have a favorite.  Jake, 31, commercial airline pilot, from Dallas. 

Gee, huge surprise there, right?

A Job (Not) Well Done

I hate not being able to do something well.  I absolutely hate it.  Especially when it comes to work. 

I’m a little bit of a perfectionist, and just a tad bit obsessive compulsive.  I’m not a total neat freak, but when I do clean, I go over the top.  I may only vacuum once every six weeks, but I move all of the furniture when I do it.  I don’t need to make sure my silverware is lined up perfectly with my plate, but I have noticed that I tend to count – stair steps, seconds it takes to fill my glass with water, brush strokes…  I’m very reluctant to let anyone else do something, because I don’t think they’ll do it right.  They’ll fold the towels wrong, or the way they write out information isn’t the way I envisioned it. 

So, yeah, definite tendencies that would point toward OCPD.  I’m aware of this, and it’s certainly not anything that’s interfering with my life.  Most of the time.

But then there are days like today. I’ve been in this new position now for about 9 months.  Some days are great, and I really feel like I know what I’m doing.  Actually, what I should say is, some tasks I feel comfortable with, and I feel like I know what I’m doing.  Other tasks…not so much.  And I HATE not knowing what I’m doing.  It drives me crazy.  I beat myself up over every little mistake.

Like today, when I created an excel spreadsheet to have uploaded into our database.  I did what I needed to do, and printed out 216 pages.  And then realized that I put the wrong information in one of the fields, so all 216 pages need to be voided, trashed, and I need to print 216 more pages.  Because I f*&$ed up. 

And this will bother me all night.  I will dwell, and dwell, and dwell, and cuss myself, and berate myself, and want to quit my job, and wonder why the hell my boss hasn’t fired me yet. 

Even right now, I’m sitting here going, “You are such an idiot.”  And I know I’m not, I know this kind of crap happens to everyone, I know people make mistakes.  But right now, I feel like shit, and there’s not a lot I can do to make that feeling go away.  Because I’m slightly obsessive compulsive and can’t let it go.

It’s a vicious cycle.

Happy Anniversary

It’s been 1 year to the day since my first date with The Pilot.

You Should Have Seen This

My friend sent me this link today, and I may spend way too much time on it over the next week or so.  It’s basically a list of the top viral videos and websites on the internet.  (Actual Name:  Greg Rutter’s definitive list of the 99 things you should have already experienced on the internet unless you’re a loser or old or something.)

Is it wrong that I laughed at the grape stomping?

Charlie wouldn’t bite you if you didn’t put your finger in his mouth.

Chocolate rain was boring.

And dancing baby?  Really?  Still in the top 5?

Of course, postsecret is number 5 – which reminds me, I didn’t even look at it this week!  Obviously I was not an online fool this weekend…

So, out of the top 5, I know 2 of them.  I guess I’m a loser.  Or old.  Or something.