Lazy Meme

Friday, July 11, 2008

Because I'm too lazy to think of anything else. Borrowed from Maria a long, long time ago.

The Alphabet Meme.

A is for your age:

27 soon to be 28. Which really freaks me the fuck out as I remember when my Mom was 28. Because I was like 8. Nothing like thinking that thought to freak my ovaries out.

B is for your burger of choice:

I don't really have a favorite burger. If it's medium rare (closer to rare), has cheese on it and tastes halfway decent I'll probably eat it.

C is for the car that you drive:

I have a 10 year old Honda Civic. I talked R into buying a Honda Pilot a year ago. Ya know before gas prices started soaring towards $4.00 a gallon.

D is for dog's name:

She has so many. Ryley Jean if you are exasperated with her. Ryley J. Dog if you are trying to make her wag her whole body. We also call her Punky Dog, Rye, Puppy, Rydog, Puptart, Pup-a-lup, Ryley DogDog, the list could go on forever.

E is for an essential item you use each day:

I'd love to say something deep and meaningful here like a book of inspirational quotes that helps me start my day or a recycling bin; you know something that makes me look like a good, sensible person. Honestly my essential item is my Philosophy Purity Made Simple face cleanser. Because nothing says indulgent like paying that much money for facial wash. But, hey Sephora has already offered me a birthday present and my birthday is still 13 days away. It just goes to show that Sephora loves me best. And you know they want me to spend more money. Whatever.

F is for your favorite television show:

I really can't pick one. It really depends on my mood and if we're talking about new shows or old shows. I think the show that I most look forward to each new season is Bones. Or the Closer. My favorite tv show that is no longer around is Golden Girls. Followed closely by Queer as Folk.

G is for favorite game:

World of Warcraft. Followed closely by the Silent Hill series.

H is for hometown:

Bartlett. Which no one has ever heard of. It's a nice suburb of the not so nice city of Memphis.

I is for instruments played:

That would be a big fat NONE. We did learn to play recorders in my 5th grade music class. That would probably count for something if I remembered how to play. Or you know ever even really learned it.

J is for favorite juice:

Pomegranate. Mmmmmm. With X-Rated Vodka! Or ya know all by itself if you're trying to let your liver survive a little longer than the rest of us alkies.

K is for what you'd like to kick:

This whole chocolate craze I've been on for over a month now. Pretty much if it's chocolate you'd better keep it away from me.

L is for last restaurant you dined at:

Colton's with R's ex-boyfriend and his wife. No, it wasn't awkward at all. Except for the fact that he hates me and only talks about motorcycles and engines and all the shit I have no interest in.

M is for your favorite muppet:

Probably Animal or Gonzo. Because they're both crazy and under appreciated. Kinda like me.

N is for number of piercings you have:

Currently I have 5. 3 in my right ear & 2 in my left. At one point I had 9 piercings. 8 in my ears and 1 in my tongue.

O is for overnight hospital stays:

Zero. Unless you count when I was born.

P is for people you were with today:

My wonderful R who is one year older today. She may be one year older but she's still the best woman I know. And the sexiest.

Q is for what you do in quiet times:

What is this quiet time you speak of? Really the only quiet time I have is in between kicks when outside kicking the ball for the dog. Usually if I have quiet time I read or play Warcraft.

R is for regrets:

I have many regrets. I regret fucking around in high school and the beginning of college. I regret ever getting a credit card when I moved out on my own. I regret getting an apartment with my ex. I regret running away when I was 17. I regret most of my past relationships. I regret spending excessively. I regret responding to that email that got me fired from that job. I regret letting myself get so out of shape. I regret not spending more time with my loved ones that are no longer with me. I regret so much. However, I wouldn't change a single thing, not even the most horrible experiences in my life. Because those experiences have made me who I am today. And they made me the person I was eight years ago when I met and fell in love with the love of my life. If I changed something would we have met? Would I have been the person I was then? Would she still have fallen in love with me? I wouldn't trade anything for her so I don't mind living with a a past that I look back on with many regrets.

S is for status:

According to the state of Arkansas and most states in the U.S. I'm single. But, in my heart I'm married to a wonderful woman.

T is for time you woke up today:

Well, I originally woke up at 1:00 a.m. to sing happy birthday to my girl. But, she told me to shut up so I got up at my normal time of 5:20.

U is for what you consider unique:

On me? My eyes. They're my one great feature. In general? Probably the ability of the human race to be so fucking cruel to one another.

V is for favorite vegetable:

Do mushrooms count as a veggie? I looooove me some mushrooms. Even though I've had food poisoning from eating them no less than 4 times. My love for them is great enough that I'm willing to take the risk.

W is for your worst habit:

Probably stressing myself out over small stuff. I swear it's getting to the point that I don't feel like I'm ever relaxed as I'm always worrying about something.

X is for x-rays you have had:

My chest, foot and arms are the only ones I can think of.

Y is for yummy food you ate today:

I am currently eating the wonderful cherries that R bought us as a special prize. Seriously, are cherries this expensive everywhere in the country??

Z is for zodiac sign:

I am a Leo. Except most people see me having the exact opposite qualities of a Leo. People that really know me know that I really am a Leo at heart.


Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Really one of the only good times this past holiday weekend involved driving by the entry sign for this neighborhood.

In case you can't tell from the crappy cell phone picture the name of the neighborhood is Morning Wood.

This just goes to prove that everyone has an inner 12 year old boy that occasionally likes to show his ass. I guffaw every time I see that damn sign.