Blogging in the Bathroom

I just realized how the title of this blog could be misleading. I am sitting on the counter in the bathroom because that happens to be where my computer speakers were packed away and I just was to lazy to move them to the living room. I'm just jammin waiting for David to get off work so that we can trek out to Henderson to see Zandra play. I got all glammed up and then found out that I had no one to go with. Luckily I remembered that if I was patient David would want to go. I was thinking about a few things that really bug me today. Since I'm bored I thought I'd share.

1. It really bothers me when people try to use Jesus as a personal reference on their job applications or in their interviews. There are some rules of hiring that can't be broken and no finding Jesus story will change that. If you were in jail for molesting a child and then found Jesus, I still can't hire you! Plus I hear alot of stories and excuses and lies when people want something (ie: a job). How do I really know that you have changed. It's not like I can call and verify that reference.

2. I have mentioned this one before but I saw it again today so it's fresh. I hate it when people take pictures on the strip (or anywhere actually) and they try to make it look candid by looking off to the side somewhere. First of all.. What the hell are you looking at? and second no one thinks that you were candidly caught completely alone (because there is always some one there blocking people from walking by and causing a traffic jam on the strip) looking to heaven in front of the Bellagio. It makes me wanna jump into there photo with a creepy stalker side eye. You know the one I'm talking about right Andrea?

3. I hate it when I tell people about my blog or they find it and then I have to stop complaining about them or try to be covert enough that they won't catch on. I'm not that good at disguising crap.

4. I hate it when I don't get what I want. Which is pretty bratty of me. I understand. I'm kinda pouting right now because of this one though. I'd tell everyone more about it but #3 is stopping me.

5. Oh oh. One more. It really bothers me when people make me feel stupid because I am not stupid. The back story on this one is kinda detailed. I had a boyfriend who had a special talent for this. I didn't realize how destructive it was to my self esteem at the time. I decided after that relationship that I wouldn't let people have that much control over how I felt about myself. I'm sorta battling that with a new friend of mine right now. The thing is that I am a mess sometimes and I have my faults but for the most part I'm pretty friggin amazing! I have a strong testimony of church and am doing all I can to be better everyday. I'm pretty hot if I do say so myself. Improvements could be made but I'm more comfortable in my skin than most. I have a plan of how I would like to see my life go and I'm diligently working on seeing that plan become a reality. It really bothers me when someone makes me doubt these things or makes me feel less than I am.

Cheese and Rice. I have no patience. Why isn't anyone here to go to Fado's yet? I've blogged long enough for someone to be here. Bah!

So now that there is a group around it's too late to go to Fado's. Sorry Z. I love you anyways.

Halloween (Possibly Better than Christmas)

It's hard to beat last years KAPS viewing party but this year involved much more attractive men so it's a close tie. Zandra was playing at a bar called Fado's Irish Pub (your welcome to Fado's for the free publicity) so I loaded up a few friends and headed down. Among the mix we had Minnie Mouse (me), Chip Lemue the 70's game show host (Sam Findley), Spanish Senorita (Bryn Davis), and a healing bruise (David Sanford). The music was awesome. Some of the costumes were skanky and I got a pretty hilarious strip tease from Chip. Then we headed to a party at a friends house. That was sorta anticlimatic after the club but the cops got called so it wasn't a complete bust. All in all it was a pretty fun night. Oh the cat in the one picture is Chip's sister Aimee. I brought the cat hat for her because I knew she would be all in black after teching for a show earlier in the day. She is a pretty amazing girl! Good times, good times.