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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

New art form.

I'm working on a new piece. Who knows how this one will turn out. I have much work to do, and if it turns out the way I want it to, this will be a masterpiece.


Ranch Market and Choco Tampax

Life has never been boring for me. I don't think it will become boring anytime soon either. Sometimes I feel like I have to much to do, then I realize it's almost impossible in the socialite world. Monday was an awesome day. I got to run around with Amber and Xan all day. I saw Amber lick the chocolate off of a tampax, we had Mango ice cream, sweet bread, Olive Garden, piercings, snakes, kids, and movies. It was an amazing day overall.






Slippery when wet

Slippery when wet. This is a term that has turned into a completely different meaning. Of course it was intended to notify surrounding passerbys of the floor containing moisture. This being enough to possibly make them slip and fall. This term has now become a term of perversion. Is this due to our youth as a whole? Is it due to TV, and internet? I don't think so. Not at all. Then again that could be because of my own perverse nature. Either way I laugh because of signs like this. I mean come on!! Slippery when wet?


Amber + Sweet custard bread= All over my face

So on Monday Xan and I went and hung out with My dear friend Amber. We stopped at a Rancho Market for some treats and some sweet custard bread. These things are bomb.com fo sho. Amber got excited in the truck and decided to shove the bread in my mouth therefore making a mess on my money maker. Thanks AM. xo


I <3 Milli

I love you ma!! You can still make me laugh after all these years!! BFF


Sunday, September 13, 2009

Home Depot.

Got me Jonesing. I'm glad you got it. And I'm even happier it's your new background.

Chicago=My Milli

My good friend Milli lives fairly close to Chicago and has been asking my best friend and I to come out there. I'm going to take the time. She works for an airline and can get some buddy passes for free. I figure September or October will be a nice time to go out there and chill. I'm gonna need a huge jacket though. Some beanies, gloves, ear warmers, boots, long legged underwear...ok probably not all that, but a heavy jacket for sure. I'll be clearing my memory card soon for that trip. Milli you are an amazing friend, and I love and appreciate your words. I'm so glad that we met the way we did, and I'm even happier to share a birthday with you. I cherish all the times we have had together. Memories that will never leave my brain. I'm so glad to call you friend after all these years. You know I got your back love. No doubt. XO

My friend Xan is a FEminem.


Friday, September 11, 2009

Thank you Birthday Calculator

As of 9/11/2009 9:18:53 PM EDT
You are 24 years old.
You are 292 months old.
You are 1,269 weeks old.
You are 8,888 days old.
You are 213,333 hours old.
You are 12,799,998 minutes old.
You are 767,999,933 seconds old.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

My baby Junior






When I got Junior he was a few weeks old. He was born in July. He has to be the cutest thing ever. And the best part is; he still is the cutest thing in the world. He's my little pumpkin man. I love you June Bug.

Mommy, Daddy, Where does String Cheese come from?

Well kids, it's a little complicated...Unless you just show the picture below. It explains it all. And this ladies and gents is all I need to know. String Cheese belongs in my belly. That's what I know about that.


Worth blowing up

If you look into Mia's eyes, she seriously has some demonic cruel intentions look. It's actually kind of scary to think that this precious little princess could be crazy stalker status. Yikes. Junior would never cheat on you Mia...he's knows better, You're a cancer. lol


Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Junior and Mia BFF

These 2 got busted showing some affection this weekend. They are best friends for sure. Send me any pics of your pets. I will post them. Awe. I love these 2 crazy kids.


New glasses

I finally got new glasses recently. I needed them badly. I definitely got an upgrade. I'm very pleased. I took this before a night on the town. It is my main pic on my spizzle too. I have been sick all weekend. My labor day was spent watching TV, and movies. It wasn't bad, but I definitely could have hit up some bbq's to die for!! Hope your labor day was awesome!!!


Saturday, September 5, 2009

Friday, September 4, 2009

Lunchy Onion Dispute

Now, don't get me wrong, I LOVE LOVE LOVE Arby's. However, their onion management (yes, onion management) is a little off. If you notice the onion pile to the right, it is significantly larger than the one on the left. This can only come to one conclusion. One simple, solitude conclusion. They wanted me to have worse breath when eating one half of the sandwich. Those schemers!! Those onion loving on the right of the sandwich schemers! Sigh. Either way the sandwich was bomb. Just thought it was weird to have a ton of onion on one side, and trickles of onion on the other. Thanks Arby's you make me day interesting.

New eyes and a new day

I got my new eyes today. Well worth the investment. I suddenly feel more attractive. Probably not rightfully so, but for now I will hold onto this feeling. Today has been a wonderful day. I'm glad that my team and Jenni's team is #1 on the floor. What do Yellow and Purple make? probably an ugly Brown color...but it still smells like success. :D

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Jenni V's questions for me.

So, I didn't read any of your questions because I didn't want to get writer's block. Forgive me if their are repeats.


1. What name did you wish you had when you were younger? When I was young everyone called me Louisianna. I did not favor this name. I would have gone by ham sandwich to avoid my own name back then. Fo sho.

2. When was a time that you felt brave? Everytime that I have 1 to many cocktails. I feel my bravest then. I can lift incredibly heavy objects, I can dance like a rock star (and look just like one too), I can also eat tacos and chicken sandwiches as if it was my last meal. It's a huge talent. You wouldn't understand.

3. When was a time that you felt nerdy? When my mom calls me asking simple questions about her computer, like how to turn it on, explaining that I do not know why the "e" in Internet Explorer is lower case, and arguing that the screen has to be on in order to see the internet. She makes me feel extra nerdy.

4. If someone were to really know the real you, what would they not like? I'm a cheap @$$. Like really. My friends call me Cheapy Cheaperson. I like my money where it belongs, in my pockets or invested into a substance that will make me feel brave.

5. Same question as before, but what would they really like? I'm very giving. Especially with my home. If someone needs a place to stay, a meal, a beer, an ear, to shed some tears, or just a queer. That's me. All the way.

6. If you were given $1000, what is the first thing you would do with the money? I would buy a new kitchen table. That's the only thing that is lacking in my house. I like my furniture, but I HATE (I don't use that word often) that stinkin 1970's table with brown padding on the seats, wheels, and gold shimmery legs. Although this is fun if you are into chair racing.

7. What was a defining moment in your life? I like to think that I haven't had one yet. It not only keeps me grounded, but it keeps me focused on a new day.

8. What was the worst haircut ever? I was 9 years old and my mother was always the one to cut my hair. She asked if I wanted anything different, (I had long flowing wavy hair) and I said, "no, just a trim." One and a half hours later my hair went from flowing down to my back side to only flowing to the bottom of my ears. I obviously was not sitting in front of a mirror, and I trusted her to trim not annihilate. Needless to say I looked like a 9 year old boy with a fresh bowl cut. Thanks mom.

9. How would you spend a Sunday afternoon with the one rule that you couldn't spend it with anyone else? I would probably clean my house, and watch all the sappy love movies that I don't dare watching in front of my friends for fear of endless amounts of teasing. There is just something about the Notebook that gets me everytime. **sniff**sniff**

10. Do you want a big wedding or a small wedding? What do you consider big? I certainly don't want a coliseum full of people, but I definitely would want all of my friends and family there. So, I will go with medium.

11. If you could live anywhere else where would you life? I would definitely live in Las Vegas. I travel there often enough to know my way around, I love the people, and I can get a beer at 4am. IF I wanted to. That and the flashing lights stimulate my brain.

12. What is your worst ridiculous fear? Running out of milk. Milk is a serious thing in my life. It's like air...soap...clean towels...toilet paper...you get my drift? Let me give you a scenario--If I ran out of milk at 3:30am, I would go to Wal-Mart (half asleep) and purchase a gallon (probably 2). If there was one gallon left, and a ninja and myself had our hand on the same gallon I would grab the most acidic orange juice (Donald Duck) and dump it on his head. Then run (hobble) to the clerk to claim my milky victory. Word.

13. If forced with the decision of eating rotten decomposed testicles or shooting yourself in the foot, which would you chose? (I don't know, don't ask.) What a creative mind you have! Hmm...the consequences of shooting my foot could leave me unable to walk for a period of time, more than likely more painful than anything I have ever experienced, and I risk blowing off a toe... Eating rotten decomposed testicles is not only grotesque, but it also against all lesbianism...Besides, I don't want to known as the lesbian who put balls in my mouth. So, hand me the glock and a bottle of whiskey. Bang!

14. What are you the best at? I'm charming. Like Nat King Cole "Mona Lisa" charming. I got game. And I don't mean a hoop star.

15. What do you consider cheating? Physical interaction or overly flirtatous actions. I'm pretty free spirited. If we're together I know who you're coming home to, at the same time this does not give a person free range to diddle. Yes. Diddle.

16. When you picture your life in 10 years what do you see? I'll be 34 in ten years. I see myself either married, or getting divorced. 34 is a pretty stable age right? Or it's supposed to be. I'll be settled. With or without someone by my side. I see lots of cats in my future.

17. What is the first thing you do when you wake up (after you pee of course)? Check my phone. See what calls and text messages I missed (hoping that Ms. Right found my number that was posted on one of the many bathroom stalls). I normally prolong the getting out of bed. I hit the snooze button more than I hit anything. :)

18. If you could take a class in school right now, what would you sign up for? Broadcasting/Communications. I will be in the music industry at some point in my life, and when I am I will be the fried to the chicken, the square to the rubik's cube, the cow to the milk, the day to the month, the club to the bar...ok I see you get it now. I'll be off the chain. For sheezy.

19. Tell me someone else's secret (without using names)? I know someone who diddled on their wife. He's a poo face.

20. What is the worst sexual experience you've ever had? I was 17, everything was fine. Until I heard an awkward noise coming from my partners stomach. Before I could put 1 and 1 together she had already achieved a #2. That was the worst sexual anything. EVER. :)

Hope you liked it. Answer mine already woman! :)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

My Monday night date. I'm to sexy for my...wrench?

Monday night dates are the best. Had dinner with wonderful company, fixed a car, saw a movie, and got greasy with a wonderful woman. Love you ma.





What's hotter than 2 lesbians fixing a TPS sensor?...Nothing. Duh. :) I had fun miss ma'am. I can't wait to see your face again. Thanks for joining me for dinner, and even more for breaking that screw. :) I'm sweating like a fat hooker doing this!! :D xoxoxo

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Ok Jenni V I have your questions.

1.) What is the one thing you like most about yourself?
2.) What is the one thing you regret the most in your life?
3.) Do you feel you had a happy childhood?
4.) Do you still talk to any of your childhood friends?
5.) How many close friends do you have?
6.) What are your political views?
7.) Where is your favorite place to go?
8.) What do you like to do on weekends and/or in your spare time?
9.) What is the funniest joke you have ever told?
10.) In your opinion, what about you makes people wish to get to know you?
11.)If you were to win $10 million, what would you do with all that money?
12.) If you could take me with you to go anywhere, where would we go?
13.) Describe yourself in 3 words.
14.)What is your favorite genre?
15.) Name 2 fears.
16.) If you could be anyone, who would you be and why?
17.) On a scale from 1-10 how romantic are you?
18.) What is the most adventurous thing you have ever done?
19.) What is your idea of a perfect evening?
20.) What color are MY eyes?

Ha. No.

So I am once again on a diet. It's going well. No meat. Unless it's chicken or fish. All Veggies, cutting down on dairy...I can't let go of my milk just yet. Eventually I will though. So Lord, please don't make my friends fat. That would just be ridiculous. And difficult. Especially in my 3 seater truck.


It's just unnecessary. See?

Chandler at its best. Just before the storm



8/31/09

Yesterday I got to hang with a close friend of mine. Amber. Amber is awesome. We ran around trying to find the right part for her car. We finally found it, installed it with lots of problems (broken screws, and 900 tools later) but it does work. Thank goodness too, or else that part would be stuck for life. We had some CPK that made me think of Lisa, but she got moved to another branch. It was sad.

We ran around Chandler mall for a little bit, and talked. I needed it. She needed it. It worked out for the best. I'm glad that she can be there when I need her, and even better when I don't. I love you AM. xo








My Best Friend Toni, and her K9 Watch Police dog Perry

Toni left last night. She is going to Las Vegas to test for LVPD. For those of you who do not know Toni, she wants to be a Las Vegas Police Officer. This is scary for me. For more than one reason too. She is my best friend. I love her living 4 doors down from me. I'm scared for her more than I am selfish with this. I don't want her to get hurt, or worse. I know that she knows what she's doing, and I trust her judgement for sure. There is a huge part of me that does not want her to succeed. That's only 1% of me. The other 99% hopes that she passes with flying colors and becomes one of Las Vegas' finest. So Toni, good luck. I know that you will do well. Just please please come back in one piece. It will be hard to drink with you otherwise. ;)



Saturday, August 29, 2009

New Music and old too

Here you go Meisha!!! Sorry it took so long!

http://www.playlist.com/FKisKing

A DUI Bike

This is an ad that I recently found. Made me chuckle for sure. This is marketing at its best!

http://itemnotasdescribed.com/vote/page/5/
I have a collection of bikes that I call my DUI Specials and they would make good commuters. If life events (like a DUI) have caused you to find a new form of transportation take a look at these bikes and try to see the positive side of your new life. These bikes have soft seats to help cushion the rough spots in your future. As you breeze through traffic you can wave at your DUI lawyer who is stuck in traffic in his new Mercedes that you helped him buy. You can wear a back pack to carry your fresh shirt for work and your peanut and jelly sandwiches which have become your new diet.As your legs are becoming steel pistons your waist is shrinking like your wallet. You will no longer have any parking problems when you visit your parole officer or to vote for your favorite DUI judge at election time. Now a word from our DUI judge, Hugh Shouldaknownbetter.
Son, I see you blew above the limit.Let me see your license for a minute.As you walk out the door, because you’re now poorBefore you take that long, long hike.Take my advice and call Mike for a bike.
Court dismissed.
If you mention the word “drunk” when you buy a bike I will throw in a free padlock.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Someone asked me about my fantasizing habits...

Someone asked me earlier this week, "What do you fantasize about?"--It took me back for a minute, until I realized it is always the same thing.

Do you ever drive and think about how you would like to "appear" to your friends, family, and strangers? I do this. More often than I thought. Don't get me wrong. I'm not some bum who mooches off of my family and hopes that my bills get paid. I work hard for my money, and I work even harder to be successful. I have had the same job, car, and home for 2 years. This is the most consistency I have had in a long time. I'm a hustler. Born and raised. I can sell ice cubes to eskimo's. I left that lifestyle behind for consistency. I'm proud to have found it.

When I fantasize...my 2 year car, job, and home is not what I picture. Not even close. I don't picture being flighty, or being the president, or inventing something that prevents cancer. I don't see myself being a surgeon, a lawyer, not even a pilot. I want this job. It's a position that many people $hit on. It's respected, and in no way shape or form easy. I want to have my own studio, and I want my people to see me produce. Not behind the mic. That dream is long over. I want to be the one mixing a beat to make a song better, I want to revamp lyrics, I want to feel bass ringing in my ears 16 hours of my day. What good is being famous for something that doesn't describe you?


I sit in my truck, play a track over and over again. I find myself thinking in my head what kind of beats would make it 1000 times better. Or a lyrical change, some harmony, and tempo. My fantasy is to be around my one true love....Her name is Music.

I just got back from Lunch...and Jenni sent this to me LMFAO

THANK YOU TEXT FROM LAST NIGHT!!


I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?

Jenni [5:50 PM]:
9. Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.

Jenni [5:51 PM]:
The other night I hit a new low at an open bar. I had already hopped on highway blackout when, inevitably I had to find a bathroom. Eventually I decided it was probably on the other side of the bar so I tried to walk over there, but ran into a guy coming the other way. We played that, Both go left, Both go right game to no avail, so I finally put out my hand to guide myself past and that's is when I realized, yup, that's a mirror I just tried to walk through. And the guy on the other side is me. Even cats can recognize their own image.

Jenni [5:53 PM]:
26. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Arrgggghhhh!!!! Car Accident

I look like a gay pirate. I can't believe I'm going to post this, but I am. I don't care if I look ridiculous. IT explains my mood right now. so Arggghhhh!!! to the haters who think this pic isn't flattering. :)

I almost got into a terrible accident today. It scared the bajeeebus out of me. I was getting off of the 51 fwy on Indian School rd...there was some kind of liquid on the road...it looked like water, so I didn't think much of it. Not until I couldn't stop and was hydroplaning into on coming traffic. Luckily I didn't get hit. Cars swerved out of the way and stopped just in time. This liquid was drizzled on the road all the way to Osborn rd. I fish tailed again while turning onto it. I finally stopped and called 911 to notify them of the liquid. They sent some folks out there I guess. I came into work as white as a ghost, and sweating like a fat hooker in a church with no A/C. I might just leave work early tonight. I'm not sure yet. I feel like yacking, I'm tired, and a little scared just to drive home. This sucks.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Gas Station Psychics.

So I went to Circle K last night for some gasoline. Yes. Gasoline. And I was stopped by a troop of people in a Ford Expedition. They got my attention, and a girl in the backseat leaned forward and asked me if I believed in energy readings. I told her I did to a degree. She offered a free reading, so I accepted...She told me of my life. Things that strangers would not know. She told me of my parents relationship. She told me of my last love relationship in detail. She even told me of my tattoos. It was crazy. Then she had me stunned. She told me of the ripped $20 bill in my wallet. No way she would have known. It was in my wallet, and I pulled from my pocket. She also told me that my energy consumed the corner of the street. She said I was a social butterfly, and that the people who don't like me, secretly wish that they knew me....hmmm...thanks gas station psychic lady. Now I might actually go see a Psychic...see what she has to say. Holler



Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Alpine AZ

This past weekend Toni and I went to Alpine AZ. It is a really small place in the Eastern region of AZ...really close to New Mexico. We went up for a weekend of tranquility, a weekend for serenity, a weekend for quiet...ok it was really a weekend to learn Mexican Train. Thanks to Toni's lovely grandmother I was able to learn the wonderful game of Mexican train. It was a ton of fun, and the place was absolutely beautiful. The weekend was a success complete with jager, beer, cap guns, and pimp hats. Woot.

This motorcyclist shared the majority of the ride with us. We left Springerville together, and even traveled into Scottsdale. He was sporting some attractive sweat pants complete with a holey T-Shirt. Stud muffin to say the least. Holler!

Things that make me go Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaha!!!