Their link isn't up...but check the table of contents for "Rules"
Hilarious....and yet, I've started doing it....
http://www.amazon.com/How-Shop-Husband-Consumer-Getting/dp/0312549989#reader
Fallin' into Place
So...I have some rants, some raves, and some advice:
1) As the Recessionista that I am, I've decided people should be well aware of some things they should and shouldn't spend their money on,
DO... Spend your money on....
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New Topic: So I've started Dating....
Yeah yeah yeah, thanks to Jazzy's suggestion, I finally decided to put myself out there and start saying yes to coffee and no to the bar scene "let me take you to breakfast" lines....So...in sum. I'm dating. Like Michigan makes fun of me because I meet guys randomly (say at a CVS picking out gummie bears) or off Craigslist because someone had a concert ticket....
but...point is. I am "dating." Like a "good girl." Well, like a very bored girl....WHICH now...the boredom has ended BECAUSE....
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New Topic: I got a Job. Two in fact.
One. Working as a 501-c3 "consultant" -Jaz is right, the term consultant is a catch all. and Two. As a "research assistant" to my martian professor. Who btw, Amjur Queen swears I am sleeping with (WHICH IM NOT) --jeeze
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So...Things are falling into place AND I'm fallin right along with them. Quick summary on the "Cast" of my Universe as it currently stands (haven't done the cast update in a while)
1) As the Recessionista that I am, I've decided people should be well aware of some things they should and shouldn't spend their money on,
DO... Spend your money on....
- A good razor. Both I and a GF have some beautiful knicks....simply put. OUCH!
- A good wax job. Yeah, I said it. After going back to shaving in an emergency bathing suit situation, I decided, never again. YEAH, not worth it. And don't think you can save money by going to a wam-bam-25 dollar place either. Pay the full 35 Sister. Love yourself, and He will thank you later.
- Good detergent. Really. Clean is not always clean.
- Good Hair Care Products, Facial Cleansers, etc. There is a difference. But hey, your look...
- Good Toilet Paper....You know, when I'm in someone's bathroom, I notice these things. I know you do too.
- Designer Labels...at least not until they go on sale. Really, you can wait till Friday. And no one knows you got it at Ross or TJMax or where-ever...unless they're their with you, and TRUST, she's not telling anyone.
- Anti-bacterial "brand name products"-really I know swine flu is everywhere, but the 99 cent brand of anti-whatever goop is the same as the name brand stuff. REALLY people, it's alcohol in a water based lubricant. Get over it.
- Smelly plug in the wall stuff. Same deal as above. Smelly stuff in wax or melted oil. No one cares as long as it works.
- Name brand bleach. Like really. Bleach is bleach.
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New Topic: So I've started Dating....
Yeah yeah yeah, thanks to Jazzy's suggestion, I finally decided to put myself out there and start saying yes to coffee and no to the bar scene "let me take you to breakfast" lines....So...in sum. I'm dating. Like Michigan makes fun of me because I meet guys randomly (say at a CVS picking out gummie bears) or off Craigslist because someone had a concert ticket....
but...point is. I am "dating." Like a "good girl." Well, like a very bored girl....WHICH now...the boredom has ended BECAUSE....
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New Topic: I got a Job. Two in fact.
One. Working as a 501-c3 "consultant" -Jaz is right, the term consultant is a catch all. and Two. As a "research assistant" to my martian professor. Who btw, Amjur Queen swears I am sleeping with (WHICH IM NOT) --jeeze
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So...Things are falling into place AND I'm fallin right along with them. Quick summary on the "Cast" of my Universe as it currently stands (haven't done the cast update in a while)
CAST (in order of appearance or as I remember)
- Michigan-is back in the Middle of Everything, and alas, still single although homeboy got play last I heard. (woot woot!) I can say that, cause I know he never reads this...
- My Niles-visited last weekend. And may I say, Adult Slumber PArties are the best. I am a total convert, and Will be throwing at least, AT LEAST two slumber parties this summer once I'm moved....In sum though, his trip was everything I've missed, needed, and wanted for the 12 years I've known him....I do love you. (Warm Cambell's mmm mmm good feeling)
- Jazzy- is back! Yay! She keeps me sane, and grounded, and good. Like a private mom.
- Amjur Queen- is working, Like me-and has thus disappeared--like me, lol.
- The 3L Finally started emailing me again. and I'm happy, because despite the mixed signals, I did like the guy...
- The guy I want to go to Africa with--hot, white boy roommate...yeah, he emailed....I should respond to that....So cute, and he cooks eggs.... I'm so easy to please
- My Entourage, was just over the other day...and totally spoiled a coffee date I was on. It was priceless. We got him a new apartment, then we looked at my new phone..
- Speaking of. The New G1. Yeah. I love it. (That is all....)
- The Salesman. we'll see.
- The Attorney. we'll see.
- The Ethnic food Guy....pretty damn perfect....we'll see. and then,
- there's This guy with a Brain.....
- Finally, Someone-is coming to NY...I'm thinking I'm invited. I'm thinking I'm going if I am.
- Which btw....love to my TX crush, and my BFF J. Who also never reads this. :)
Dance Monkey, Dance!
Dear Universe, aka All,
Lately, my immediate inclination is to add media, a witty comment, or vague lyrics and let the readers interpret them as they may; but, alas, my antics have caused worry.
So to reassure all, I am "okay." Temporary insanity. But no worries, they make pills and elixirs for my ails...Thus, let me fill in my little universe.
A new boy will be joining the Hustlers, and being a friend of a friend, I have decided to take him under my wing. As he stated, he is now part of my "Entourage." Said Entourage has now taken me to movies, out to happy hours, and been the recipient of my home made cooking goodness...No. We are NOT together. He is cool, and as long as he heeds the warning not to fall for anyone at school, he might be okay. Lol. --But then again, I couldn't pull that when I had two years of knowing better, could I??? Hopefully, Entourage is smarter than me.
Speaking of happy hours, and not one to stick to the script of being the DC GossipGirl, but I will say I am interested in seeing who will be the Queen Bee-yonce next term. "A diva is the female version of the Hustler..." --It is clear that S still seeks the limelight, and on that topic we finally spoke. Short, and via text, but friendly. I'm good.
As to the 3L, who I can only now assume is graduated (?), he has been renamed, by the ladies who I spent my Barristers, and graduation celebrations with. A la, the movie Harvard. The girls have named graduating 3L "homeless"--No, nott because he isn't attractive, or intellegient, etc, etc, I don't want anyone misinterpretting. Against all my brain matter, I still find that man "cha cha cha"*, -remember, I very much was caught up, so we know he had to be good...-Or very very bad...but...point, he is "Homeless," because the girls swear they never saw this man in their lives, and asked me continually if he was even enrolled in the school. Literally, our Editors insight, "he's homeless, and just sneaks into class. I've never seen him in my life"
--Mind you, this was week 2 of celebrations. But yet, it's not shocking.
Btw, if he happens to be reading, which I doubt....I should address his frequent appearances:
Dear Homeless, please realize people think my heart is crushed because of you....and truth be told it was. Yes, I'm not dense, I realize we never actually dated. But girls are stupid and sometimes we get caught up. It was my fault for breaking all the rules, and thinking I could like a boy at school without reprucussions. But people talk, and people did ask, and yes, while you think no one notices you....they did. And when you left, they noticed that too.
Nonetheless, perhaps as my Ipod blares "Fighter" by Christina Aguillera, and I strap on gloves to hit at air, I'll actually thank my Homeless for making me that much stronger. If had to fall, and I'm glad it was him, he remained a gentleman. A disappearing magician of a gentleman, but I guess he always knew how to pull a Superman.
(BTW, if you've remembered a previous post.... I picked the wrong toy for that song....(hint, hint: I can't punch the new shiny toy...) Also, BTW, gym time has become an everyday occurence. Lets see if it works. doing more crunches than cookie monster should get me smewhere.
Okay, well that's all.
Oh wait...PSA...I am still single, btw. (despite J kicking me out of the club) ---It seems to be rumored that my "friends" are "relationships"--um, lets end that cycle shall we.
It is summer, and everyone is giving into their hedonistic ways. Myself of course included.
Sleep tight universe.
Lately, my immediate inclination is to add media, a witty comment, or vague lyrics and let the readers interpret them as they may; but, alas, my antics have caused worry.
So to reassure all, I am "okay." Temporary insanity. But no worries, they make pills and elixirs for my ails...Thus, let me fill in my little universe.
A new boy will be joining the Hustlers, and being a friend of a friend, I have decided to take him under my wing. As he stated, he is now part of my "Entourage." Said Entourage has now taken me to movies, out to happy hours, and been the recipient of my home made cooking goodness...No. We are NOT together. He is cool, and as long as he heeds the warning not to fall for anyone at school, he might be okay. Lol. --But then again, I couldn't pull that when I had two years of knowing better, could I??? Hopefully, Entourage is smarter than me.
Speaking of happy hours, and not one to stick to the script of being the DC GossipGirl, but I will say I am interested in seeing who will be the Queen Bee-yonce next term. "A diva is the female version of the Hustler..." --It is clear that S still seeks the limelight, and on that topic we finally spoke. Short, and via text, but friendly. I'm good.
As to the 3L, who I can only now assume is graduated (?), he has been renamed, by the ladies who I spent my Barristers, and graduation celebrations with. A la, the movie Harvard. The girls have named graduating 3L "homeless"--No, nott because he isn't attractive, or intellegient, etc, etc, I don't want anyone misinterpretting. Against all my brain matter, I still find that man "cha cha cha"*, -remember, I very much was caught up, so we know he had to be good...-Or very very bad...but...point, he is "Homeless," because the girls swear they never saw this man in their lives, and asked me continually if he was even enrolled in the school. Literally, our Editors insight, "he's homeless, and just sneaks into class. I've never seen him in my life"
--Mind you, this was week 2 of celebrations. But yet, it's not shocking.
Btw, if he happens to be reading, which I doubt....I should address his frequent appearances:
Dear Homeless, please realize people think my heart is crushed because of you....and truth be told it was. Yes, I'm not dense, I realize we never actually dated. But girls are stupid and sometimes we get caught up. It was my fault for breaking all the rules, and thinking I could like a boy at school without reprucussions. But people talk, and people did ask, and yes, while you think no one notices you....they did. And when you left, they noticed that too.
Nonetheless, perhaps as my Ipod blares "Fighter" by Christina Aguillera, and I strap on gloves to hit at air, I'll actually thank my Homeless for making me that much stronger. If had to fall, and I'm glad it was him, he remained a gentleman. A disappearing magician of a gentleman, but I guess he always knew how to pull a Superman.
(BTW, if you've remembered a previous post.... I picked the wrong toy for that song....(hint, hint: I can't punch the new shiny toy...) Also, BTW, gym time has become an everyday occurence. Lets see if it works. doing more crunches than cookie monster should get me smewhere.
Okay, well that's all.
Oh wait...PSA...I am still single, btw. (despite J kicking me out of the club) ---It seems to be rumored that my "friends" are "relationships"--um, lets end that cycle shall we.
It is summer, and everyone is giving into their hedonistic ways. Myself of course included.
Sleep tight universe.
"The world believes it, and I'm going crazy"
Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world, where they can be alone
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you
Well you say I’m crazy cause I can’t make up my mind
But I wont let it faze me instead I'll leave all these thoughts behind
Cause they say that you got some one who’s wasting your time
Well that’s alright cause I got someone who’s wasting mine
It’s in the way you move
Baby what you’re doing to me?
I can’t stand it I can’t hold back
... see the guys tryna’ holla?
... I don’t want to bother you,
Cuz I'm independent but you got my attention
There must be an angel with a smile on her face
When she thought up that I should be with you.
Everybody has a private world, where they can be alone
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you
Well you say I’m crazy cause I can’t make up my mind
But I wont let it faze me instead I'll leave all these thoughts behind
Cause they say that you got some one who’s wasting your time
Well that’s alright cause I got someone who’s wasting mine
It’s in the way you move
Baby what you’re doing to me?
I can’t stand it I can’t hold back
... see the guys tryna’ holla?
... I don’t want to bother you,
Cuz I'm independent but you got my attention
There must be an angel with a smile on her face
When she thought up that I should be with you.
Sometimes you get the honey, sometimes you get the sting...
My Warrior friend told me in the worst way:
"I've forgotten where I come from...."
Nothing could have hurt more. And I was pissed. Where did he get off....Then this morning I realized, I miss speaking Zulu! Why? When did I stop speaking Lakota, or better my own tounge? Another identity realization. Maybe.
This morning I spent $30 to pay for two memberships, in organizations I felt I deeply needed.
My new goal this summer: To have myself together by August 10th.
Body, Mind...and now, a neglected Spirit.
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In other news...all my favorite men messaged sine someone special. But alas, darlin' I could never be distraught, if only you would keep me in your thoughts.
Have you and my universe in mine.