Because I am quite smart and have a tendency to procrastinate in ANY given situation, I only make New Years resolutions that aren�t due until next New Years Eve. (And because I am EVIL I didn�t share my genius plan with you all until after New Years Day, which is, as we all know, the resolution due date. Ha. You can steal my plan next year � If you can remember!! Double HA.) Anyway, last year I resolved to be comfortable for this year�s New Years Eve party. Did you get all of that? I decided to keep my resolution and will be wearing my favorite Three Stooges t-shirt with a granny sweater and tight jeans. Maybe shoes, I�m not sure. I might wear my house shoes. They look like little white booties and are comfy as HELL.
The t-shirt? It�s perfect.
Just bear with me on this one�
I am in LOVE with the Beatles. Yeah, yeah, yeah. They have been a part of me all my life and will always be. In fact, I have never had a lasting relationship with a man who had lukewarm feelings, or less, towards them.
I adore the Three Stooges. Curly is like the funniest, cutest man known. When I was younger, my Dad and I used to watch them EVERY time I went to visit him. It quite honestly was our time for bonding. As more than most of you know, my Dad died in October, but what you don�t know is that during my first visit to him, I asked if I could have one of his t-shirts to sleep in until I could come back again. He gave me a Three Stooges Shirt. What you ALSO don�t know is that my Dad was a HUGE Stooge fan. He�s even mentioned in one of their biography books as a member of their official fan club. Yeah. Big time fan.
The front of the shirt is from this picture of John Lennon wearing a shirt that says New York, Curly�s head is super-imposed. Genius. Pure genius.
Go to the All Posters link below if you want to see it and do a Three Stooges search - they totally have the shirt.
It�s like the shirt was made for me.
Back to me procrastinating� I always wait til the last minute to buy myself new toiletries, condiments, or kitchen cleaning aids. When these products have come to the end, I turn them upside down to get as MUCH gook out as I can.
Nothing enrages me more than someone who has put MY stuff right side up again. My Stepfather used to do it ALL the time. WHAT THE FUCK? Why does he care which way my shampoo is pointing???? ARGHHHHHHH.
I brought some mustard into work for my morning dose of soft pretzel. There�s only a small bit on the bottom, so I turned it up side down. That way all of the gooey goodness would flow to the tip. WHY did someone else at work turn it back around?? WHAT THE FUCK?
And now for something completely different�
The Love called me Thursday morning around 5:30am. It was 4:30am in Chicago. I should have been aggravated and grumpy for being disturbed and awoken an entire hour before I had to be up for work. It�s almost impossible to get back to sleep an HOUR before you have to wake up� but this guy. This guy. He just has SO much energy and he�s always so happy and he just makes me smile. I could understand a fraction of what he was saying but I was giggling like an idiot for a constant half hour. What a delightful way to start a day.
On a separate yet related note, my New Years Eve celebration was grrreat. But I�ll keep the details to myself�
12:01 PM - Monday, Jan. 03, 2005
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