Testing.....huh!

I was walking home from the train station on Monday thinking to myself who the hell walks home in 40 degree heat. The walk is only 15 minutes but for the love of Pete it's the longest 15 mins EVER!
So I'm stopped at a stop light and I'm plugged into my MP3 player with the tunes just cranked. I glance off to the left and there is a younger kid (I can say that 'cause I'm old now)in a 2 door faded red Honda civic hatchback with his subs just a poundin'! He's playing some rap crap that he probably doesn't even know the words to. Hes going pretty fast down a pretty busy street...but I was getting ready to walk across the street so why was he going so fast isn't the light about to change?
Yep the light was changing and the other cars going the other way smashed right into him. This little faded red Honda civic hatchback was annihilated by two dodge trucks (they were new) and a ford explorer. So his car looked like a smushed pop can. I felt bad for him...he looked like he was just coming back from a good day at the beach. He made a stupid mistake and ya he could have killed someone BUT he didn't 'cause everyone was outside of his car pointing fingers and screaming in his face.
The funny part of this whole story is that the older lady dressed in a long thick fabric dress with horrible shoes, wearing earings that were way to big for her head and the crapiest dye job EVER says "and you guys wants to know the badest part....he was probably testing". So I turned to her and said "what the hell is testing?" he drove right by us and he had both hands on the wheel. She then says "Well he was playing he music soooo loud, he probably couldn't think!".....I was looking at her with this holy fuck you are retarded and if you say one more word in this heat I'm going to punch you in the face, face and looked back and yelled "it's TEXTING not testing...FYI!"

Testing......really......GET SOME NEW CLOTHES LADY!

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2 words....Pool and Party

I LOVE POOL PARTIES!

I had a few people over on Sunday to bake in the sun and swim in the pool. I love my little spot. I've recently moved from downtown where I had everything at my finger tips to out in the burbs where there are only a handful of restaurants and stores and pubs and things to do. Going for a walk has a whole new meaning. You don't have to zig zag your way through the biggest thickest crowds you just have to walk...actually you are looked at funny if you are walking. A whole new concept for me to get used to.

Ok back to the pool party....

My apartment is in a perfect spot. I'm so close to everything. It was a great decision to move back out here.

Holy I'm tangent queen this morning.

Back to the pool party...

My apartment building complex consists of 3 three level buildings with a mini park behind building 2 and 3. There is a pool and tennis courts. It's great! My apartment doesn't even get hot. I love it!

Ok...for those of you who actually read through this mish mash of a post, I give you a cyber high five. This one is hard to follow but you have now got to my point....see below!

POINT: I LOVE HAVING THE GIRLS OVER TO SIT BY THE POOL. ITS PERFECT!

Playlist #2 - Gangsta Mix

I found a list of songs I wanted back in the Napster days, so I took a few of them and put this together. Enjoy...LOL


http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=4D9977E6DB0F3B20

Lead me not into temptation...I can find it myself!

I'm just shaking my head....

From Chocolate, to pasta, to men, to flavored vodkas, to other guilty pleasures...how the hell does one keep up!

They say life is to short to stand by and watch...they say live your life as if everyday is our last....they say take one day at a time.....they say to take the bull by the horns.....Seriously shouldn't we be all dead!

I think I need to rethink my life strategies.

Closure Baby....Closure

Ok just so you know this is my second attempt at this posting...my computer ate the last one....

So Yesterday a wierd not so fun day but turned out to be a good day....ya I don't really get it either. Just read on it should make sense at the end.

I was being messaged by friends that were telling me they are either by a pool, or at a beach or took the day off...I was sooo jealous thats all I wanted to do and was not motivated to continue working. But for all you lucky ones out pfffffft...pretend this is one of those sarcastic smiley faces that you can do on BBM or messenger.I knew when I got home the fun would continue with the messages as I was flinging one liners back at everyone. Although I had an added bonus of cleaning the house and laundry.

So I put on a pair of heals that I had to break in for tonight and did laundry. I did 2 loads and then attacked the kitchen. Yes all in heals. While in the kitchen I looked at the last 7 boxes I have left sitting in my living room. These are the 7 boxes of filing, memories and a few other things that I just don't want to set up because it reminds me of Big A.
So I finished dishes and like a bat out of hell jumped on those 7 boxes. They had all the memories all the photos, the picnic stuff and the ticket stubs. But after 2 hours of sorting it they have been tossed, memories of mexico and oregon are all gone. But....then I got to South Africa.....huff...that's where it hit me that I'm closing another door. I organized everything that I wanted to keep and everything I wanted to toss and...well....I got 'er done!
Wooohooo I don't have to worry about those stupid boxes anymore. I'm so proud of myself. This marks another mile stone in the "erase all memory of Big A" healing process.

Thank you speedy healing gods, who ever is listening to my wishes "I FREAKIN' LOVE YOU!"

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