These…fishes roam aimlessly through life, partying all day and night, never thinking about others. They know that they can lean on me and I will always do what I can for them. It is my fault that I am a tiny bit peeved today.

Why do I let them take advantage of me sometimes? I know the answer is that I really care for them and want them to enjoy life – but at what cost to my sanity?

So, against my better judgement, I picked them up after a plea for help and offered my home to stay in. I went so far as to get multicolored room decorations. I thought a nice home would motivate them to take care of themselves.

I was wrong. Almost daily I find the decorations I bought uprooted and thrown around the room. This makes me sad because I try to make things nice and they are just ruthless.

Here is a pic of the room after being messed up.

Haahaha, some just cannot be helped. I guess I will keep arranging the plants for the fish out of love…even though they will just uproot them again tomorrow.

 “Cleanliness is next to Godliness” for some.  I do not feel closer to God while cleaning the house screaming obscenities in my head about cleaning up after people.  But, that might just be me.

While I think over the ultimate solution to this hypothetical situation, I’ll leave you with this little remix to “I will survive.”  Please sing along

 This glorious song sung by Ms.Gaynor at one time should provide the perfect background to a think session.  Ms. Dirty’s remix is in regular font and borrowed original words are italicized.

First I was so mad,
I was horrified.
This hoe had moved into my house,
And dirtied up my life.

“But I spent so many nights,
thinking how you did me wrong.
I grew strong.
I learned how to carry on.”

Oh, well, hey.
Now you’re home.
You just walked across this new mopped floor,
Tracking dirt up in my place.

“I should have changed my stupid lock.
I should have made you leave your key.
If I had known for just one second,
you’d be back to bother me.”

I need some balls,
To kick her out.
She makes me crazy,
She belongs out on the street.

I think you tried to hurt me – with rotten food attracting flies,
“You think I’d crumble,
You think I’d lay down and die.
Oh no, not I.
I will survive!”
As long as I know how to mop,
I know I’ll stay alive.
I’ve got all my life to clean,
I’ve got all my strength to clean.
“And I’ll survive.
I will survive!”

It takes all the strength I have,  
Not to kick you out.
Kept taking out the trash,
And trying not to pout…

“And I spent oh so many night
Just feeling sorry for myself”
I never cried,
But I thought about getting’ high!

“And you see me,
Somebody new.
I’m not that chained up little person,”
Still doing for you.

And so you felt like making mess,
And just expect me to be clean,
Now I’m saving all my cleaning
For someone who’s paying me!

I need some balls,
To kick her out.
She makes me crazy,
She belongs out on the street.

I think you tried to hurt me – with rotten food attracting flies,
“You think I’d crumble,
You think I’d lay down and die.
Oh no, not I.
I will survive!”
As long as I know how to mop,
I know I’ll stay alive.
I’ve got all my life to clean,
I’ve got all my strength to clean.
“And I’ll survive.
I will survive.
I will survive!”

I suppose I have never tried anything like what I did this morning.  This could have been a total travesty if followed through.  When something like this comes your way in life, you can’t help but think the angels are watching over you.

I will share this wealth of knowledge with you because I wouldn’t want anyone to discover what I did in the middle of a work day or a date. 

Here goes… You cannot wear Capri pants with a ¾ length sweater or shirt.  It just looks like your clothes have shrunk.

Hahahah!  I committed this major crime in the wee hours this morning.  Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe I have NO fashion sense, but at one point I was wearing what looked like the clothes of a 7 year old on my 20 something body. 

 Please remember this for the rest of your days.  It can be prevented.

The night started off at a baseball game which was awesome!  I met up with my dad and friends and we rooted for the home team while sipping man handling beers. 

After the game I went to the locar bar with two friends girls who met us during the game.  We bar hopped then headed to a party at a museum. 

Museum = 230am.  Uuuh,  upstairs there was a techno party.  There were curtained off rooms with some freaky deaky orgy going on in every one of them.  While waiting for the bathroom I noticed a tv behind me with porn on it.  Hmmm, weird.  I have never seen anything like this so it was a shocker.

Sushi bar = 330am.  We went to the sushi bar to escape the orgy but left soon after arriving. 

After the sushi bar the girls were going to take me home.  Dummy hit a pothole though and got a flat.  We pulled into CVS and I called MY guy friend to fix the tire. 

One of the bolt/nut things ended up breaking off.  I suggested that we just go back to my house 5 minutes away and deal with it the next day. 

The girl said no.  She wouldn’t leave her busted ass car at the CVS.  She then started yelling at my guy friend who doesn’t know her but offered to help us. (and my friend even offered to pay for the broken bolt/nut.)

My friend gets in his car to leave. Then the girl monster says to me, “So you fucking wanna go with him?” 

I laughed and said, “Sure, sounds great.” 

So I left with my friend and they stayed at the CVS at 5am with a flat tire.  Hahahahah!

I went to bed. 

Moral of the story:  I dunno?…don’t be a biatch?

I’m diggin the strikethrough today  Have an awesome Friday everyone!

Kitty is Tons of Fun

“…[V]ery funny story about your cat!  I haven’t washed mine in years because she has spent the last few years in my mom’s yard LOL.  So now she is twice as wild and B-A-D.  The Last time I took her to the vet she escaped her cage, ran close to the road around the parking lot like a maniac, then jumped inside a car engine.  90 year old grandma volunteer had to pry her out.  Kitty is tons of fun.”

This is kitty after running a muck.  She was super mad, hehe.  Don’t tell her I posted the pic.

Don't escape your cage and maybe you won't be mad...