Friday, October 21, 2005
"Don't FUCK with the Babysitter!!!"
Ahhh. How I love the movie Adventures in Babysitting... I love everything about it, and if you have not seen it you should queue it up on your Blockbuster Online Account...
Speaking of Blockbuster Online and Adventures in Babysitting, SOMEONE (no names will be mentioned) broke into my Blockbuster Online Account, clicked the 'forgot your password' button, broke into my E-Mail account to be able to change the password, reset the password, changed the movies in my queue, and forgot to sign out. Don't worry- I repayed the little felon by changing the movie selections yet again to wonderfully glorious movies from the eighties that have high estrogen content. I also spent the majority of my evenings changing my passwords on all of my accounts to something that even the stealthiest criminal would not guess. Like I said, "Don't FUCK with the Babysitter."
On another note, I have survived another day of the Avian Flu, but I still suffer from what I believe are the symptoms... And to answer Scott Whalen's question about my final fashion statement, I would like for it to be in Crimson Red- Not orangy Red. Ya'all go read his blog, he is seriously amusing.
On my final note for the morning, or evening, or whatever, It is June "the bitch" Cleaver's birthday tomorrow, and due to a series of HIDEOUS birthday's since her twenty first, we are going to keep this one low key. Dinner at Al Amir with a hooka and some belly dancing, and drinks at Service Bar to follow. (I got her a fabooooo something that we will discuss on Monday, I am secretly hoping she hates it so I can keep it....) A little drunkenness may just kill the germies that are floating in my body... Yes, Yes. I think a shot of Goldschlaggers may just kill the Avian Flu.
Why didn't I think of this earlier? ¶ 9:37 AM
Speaking of Blockbuster Online and Adventures in Babysitting, SOMEONE (no names will be mentioned) broke into my Blockbuster Online Account, clicked the 'forgot your password' button, broke into my E-Mail account to be able to change the password, reset the password, changed the movies in my queue, and forgot to sign out. Don't worry- I repayed the little felon by changing the movie selections yet again to wonderfully glorious movies from the eighties that have high estrogen content. I also spent the majority of my evenings changing my passwords on all of my accounts to something that even the stealthiest criminal would not guess. Like I said, "Don't FUCK with the Babysitter."
On another note, I have survived another day of the Avian Flu, but I still suffer from what I believe are the symptoms... And to answer Scott Whalen's question about my final fashion statement, I would like for it to be in Crimson Red- Not orangy Red. Ya'all go read his blog, he is seriously amusing.
On my final note for the morning, or evening, or whatever, It is June "the bitch" Cleaver's birthday tomorrow, and due to a series of HIDEOUS birthday's since her twenty first, we are going to keep this one low key. Dinner at Al Amir with a hooka and some belly dancing, and drinks at Service Bar to follow. (I got her a fabooooo something that we will discuss on Monday, I am secretly hoping she hates it so I can keep it....) A little drunkenness may just kill the germies that are floating in my body... Yes, Yes. I think a shot of Goldschlaggers may just kill the Avian Flu.
Why didn't I think of this earlier? ¶ 9:37 AM
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Crimson Red, huh? I should have guessed. Although, I could potentially see you in a vivid blue. But red is more shocking, especially against a bed of white rose petals, which we will have showering you endlessly (of course with the appropriate set up that you do not get buried in them and no one can see you. That would be just horrible. Everyone has to see you in your red dress.
Oh, I will not let them put ruby red slippers on you either. Something spiky and black with red accents. Uh huh, you'd be the envy of everyone.
Oh, I will not let them put ruby red slippers on you either. Something spiky and black with red accents. Uh huh, you'd be the envy of everyone.
Your repugnant big brother hung up the phone on me this evening... what an ASSHAT! He got mad at me because I was siding with my heterosexual life partner without even hearing his half.... and then got even madder when I told him why... Oh well, Sorry you feel that way Brent, but I am sticking with the one who buys me pretty things!
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: Friday, October 21, 2005 6:27:00 PM
: Friday, October 21, 2005 6:27:00 PM
That movie is AWESOME!! Elizabeth Shue... what happened to her? Thor!! What a great name for a superhero! God I am OLD!
June-- Happy birthday to YOOOOOU!!!
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June-- Happy birthday to YOOOOOU!!!
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