A Few of My Favorite Things...

I'm currently hulled up in SF and have managed to wake up in the same outfit that I fell asleep in all week. So apparently my previous post was just a fluke - mystery solved and I still have no excuse for highschool. Anyway, I wanted to share yet another of my favorite commercials which never fails me when I need a smile.

Also I would like to take a moment to share with you my disgust for bulk buying stores such as Costco and Sam's Club. Princy Pooh lured me there last night under the ruse of "grocery shopping". $109 later we had enough salmon and chicken breast to last until the end of time. Which will be a painfully long and hungry span for me as I don't really care for either item. We also have a month's supply of yogurt, tomatoes and mushrooms. What the fuck am I supposed to make with that?! Anyway, I'm over it now I guess. He's on his own for meal ideas the rest of the week. I just wanted some fucking enchilada sauce.

Other points of interest...I'm one step closer to sucking it up and car shopping. I'm switching banks this week so I can get a better interest rate and then I'll be sending Princy Pooh in to do some heavy duty negotiating. I was instructed that during this process I'm to say I'm a student and so is he. I had no idea there would be role playing involved, but I'll go along with it for now.

Finally happy birthday to Ms. Patty Pants. Hope you had wonderful time at the game.

Things That Go Bump in the Night...

Strange thing happened to me just the other night. I was visiting Princy Pooh in the Bay and I often sleep like a log while there. Well I went to sleep like usual wearing a nightie but I woke up very much naked. At first I thought nothing of this (I do occasionally sleep a bit naked) until I realized that my nightie was tossed across the living room. I immediately accused Princy Pooh of funny business and scolded him for not doing a better job and actually waking me up. But he denied it and confirmed that yes, as far as he could remember I had come to bed fully clothed. And so it remains a mystery. I'll be going back to see him on Tuesday so we'll see if it's a developing trend. I secretly suspect that I've had this problem - sleepwalking stripteases- for a very long time and that it accounts for some of the less than desirable lovers I've encountered over the years. I simply fell asleep minding my own business and boom. Much like the girls that "accidentally" have sex with people. Anyway, no matter at this point. I just better make sure Princy locks the doors and windows at night so I don't escape.

Weighing in...

Lately I've been spending a lot of time weighing the pros and cons of owning a scale (pardon the pun). And I've come to the conclusion that there is really no benefit. Other than weighing my luggage prior to flying, the scale mostly exists to piss me off and ruin at least one day of each of my weeks. So I'm considering a bit of a challenge...I will not weigh myself for the rest of the year. Hell if that goes well then maybe I'll just never weigh myself. As someone that has made a habit of weekly weigh-ins for many years (fucking American culture) this may be a bit tough. I imagine though that after a month of panic and then the realization that my clothes still fit and that I will never weigh significantly less or more, I may indeed find peace. For the record I own two scales and often like to play them against one another. Anyway, don't be surprised if you get scales in the mail for X-mas Cadis and Patty...

Now for an IUD update. I have been approved by my insurance to the tune of $439.40. That's a $25o deductible and 20%. But considering my birth control runs $120 for three months, I consider 5 years at $439.40 an absolute steal. Now I just have to survive the insertion in December. Merry X-mas me...

And finally I would just like to bitch about car maintenance. This week has cost me 750 big ones in car repair for my 2001 Bonnie. Hardly worth it. And while I was making every effort to survive with that fine automobile until I could save up to pay cash for my next ride...I think I may have to fold soon. I'm looking at options now and plan to send Princy Pooh in to secure the best deal possible for me (he's ruthless, learned to bargain in the alleys of Tehran you know). I'm currently researching the Honda Fit... So should someone have ample time while working nights, feel free to search that and similar cars. Well tonight is officially 4 months with Princy Pooh so I must now prep for our date.

Oh and one last thing...I buckled to yet more pressure today and had my upper lip threaded. The last three times the lovely women providing my fine eyebrow sculpting had tried to tempt me with the upper lip. But as a fair skinned blondie I thought there was simply no need. I was pushed over the edge today though when the girl said, "There's really quite a bit of hair there you know. Just look." Guerrilla sales tactics. Kicking me while I'm fat (at least I think), broke, and already teary eyed from my brows.

PS it's 73 here in the south Bay...how's that fine weather back home??