I can't believe I forgot to write about this

Saturday I went with a friend of mine to see Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle. It was, well, let's just say it was an action movie. It wasn't bad, but it's not going to win any awards either. Anyway, the movie is rated PG-13, so while kids can get in with parents (and technically even R rated flicks kids can get in with parents but this particular theater doesn't allow anyone under 6 into an R rated movie) you would think that parents would not bring a toddler to this movie. It's loud for one, and for two, I don't see a kid that young enjoying this movie. What's more, the toddler's presence did nothing to enhance my movie going experience either. In fact, due to probably having to sit still and the loudness of the movie, the child was crying throughout most of it. I don't have kids. I don't want kids. This is one of the reasons. I like going to movies. I like being able to do what I want when I want. Having a child would preclude that. If I had kids, especially small ones, I would not be able to go to see the movies I like. Why? Because I would have the sense to know that toddlers should not be at such a movie. If you have kids like that, get a babysitter. Can't afford one? THEN DON'T FLAMING GO TO THE MOVIES! Jeez. And I don't want to hear the whiny little "Oh but I never get to go out and do anything because little Bratley takes up too much of my time." Too bad. You had the kid, you deal with it. Shut up and quit making the rest of us have to suffer through your spawn's annoyances.

OK I'm done ranting now. :)

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I finished Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix today. As is expected, the book was very good. It was a bit dark, but that was OK, and there was a death of a main character. It wasn't who I thought it would be, but sad nonetheless. I'm not sure how long it will be til the next book, but it will be good to see what happens next, and how Harry did on his O.W.L. tests. :)

In other news... not much going on. Headaches as usual, and it's a bit more warm than I would prefer outside, but otherwise OK. I have a short week upcoming. Friday is Independence Day, and I took Thursday off as well. To boot, I have the following week off as well. Huzzah! And tomorrow's payday so that's good as well. Yippee

Gotta Love Corporate America

Working for a big company has it's advantages. I get good benefits, don't have to deal with vendors, never have to run to Kinko's, and they can't fire me for my religion. However, there are drawbacks. Like back-stabbing and gossip. I know gossip exists everywhere, even at small companies, but it seems like it's bred and perfected in America's cube farms. Here at my company, we have a neat instant messaging service. One of my co-workers IMed me, saying she heard a story that I refused to help a manager, told her flat out no, that I wouldn't. Of course this isn't true, well, the person who told me did some digging and found out that it was not true, and bottom line, the person who started this and the other one who helped spread it are getting a talking to. Nice that people are willing to listen to the truth, it certainly was not the case in the last department I worked in.

So Far, So Good

I of course started reading Harry Potter last night. So far, it's good. And Harry has an Adam's apple. How weird.

In other news... nothing to report. All is quiet on the cheese curtain front.

It's Here, It's Here, It's Here!!!!!!!

My Harry Potter book just arrived!!! YAYAYYYYY!!! HUZZAH! Now I want to lock myself in an empty office and start to reading it, but I don't think my boss would appreciate that. Ho-hum.

Bump da bump

Well I just got back from the Parry O'Dontist. He took some pictures and poked around in my mouth.
"Does this hurt?"
"Of course it hurts you nimrod you just stuck a sharp instrument into my mouth!"
Anyway, he's not sure what my little bump is. More than likely, it's nothing, it could be some kind of "fibrous" something or other, he mentioned a "Pregnancy Tumor" - I BETTER NOT have one of those! He said it could be due to hormone fluxes or what not, since I'm not nor have I ever been, or ever intend to be pregnant! So, I have to go back in a month for a biopsy. They're going to cut that bugger out and send it on to the lab. I'm sure I'll be feeling spiffy keen that day.

Can't Buy Me Love

Being poor sucks. Who ever said that money does not buy happiness might have been miserable, but he had cash I'll wager. I've done the poor and miserable thing, I'm willing to give the rich and miserable thing a go. It can't be any worse, right? And even if money doesn't buy happiness, it does buy entertainment.

I have tomorrow off!! OK sounds cool, but I have it off because I'm going to see a periodontist. I have some kind of "bump" on the roof of my mouth, dentist doesn't know what it is so they sent me to a specialist. Hopefully, it's nothing. The good news is that I have next Thursday off, then I'll be off til the 14th of July. Ah, how nice.

Splish Splash I was taking a AAAAHAHHHHHHHRRRRRRGGGHHHHHHH

Personal hygiene can be dangerous. I was just in the shower, when I slipped and nearly fell. It's loads of luck that I'm a klutz all the time and am used to stopping myself from falling, or that woulda hurt. Then, after I recovered from that, I opened the shampoo and the thing shot shampoo right in my eye. Ow ow ow. I swear that thing was out to get me for it to hit me in the eye. I haven't gotten soap in my eye since high school. So here's a warning to all you kiddies out there: Don't shower or take a bath, it could kill you. There, my good deed for the day is done.

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday

I really don't understand men. Like many Singletons (thanks Bridget Jones) meeting people over the internet is certainly not out of the question. There are many dating sites out there, and well, I belong to a few. Why not give it a chance, I say? Well, perhaps someone is trying to tell me something. You could say I'm picky, but I'm fairly specific about what I'm looking for, and I say so in my "ads". White male, 5'10"+, Single/Divorced/Widowed, No kids, Lives near me, and most of all, intelligent. So what kind of responses do I keep getting? Those from non-white, short, married guys with 5 kids living about 100 miles away from me. Oh, and they can't spell worth a lick, so that just outs the intelligence thing. Now, I don't expect someone's spelling and grammar to be 100% perfect, Gods know mine isn't, but if I have to read an e-mail four times over to get the gist of what someone is saying because their communication skills are so terrible, that makes me believe that their intelligence isn't way up there either. And then there are the flat out weirdoes. Here's a response I got this morning: "Hi, just want to say Hello. Can you please send me more information about you? I'm looking for a romantic partner." Sounds like he's ordering from a catalog! "Hello, please send me more information about the sweater available on page 34." Ok guys, when responding to a woman, this is NOT the way to do it. You might want to read their "ad" first and perhaps comment on something contained therein. I used to be really nice and respond to everyone, but I've found that just gives them hope when really, they shouldn't have any. This one went straight into the trash. I only picked it up and flattened it out to post it here for the amusement of all.

Yesterday was the Summer Solstice, Midsummer! We had beautiful weather, and a nice ritual. It was small as a lot of people are busy this time of year, but still good. I enjoyed myself. It would be nice to get more members, but I'm sure that will happen in due time. During the praise offerings several Blue Jays in the trees above us started chirping back and forth. Somewhat appropriate. Our Grove patroness is the Morrigan, and Blue Jays are a part of the Crow/Raven family. All in all, it was a good day.

Harry Potter & The White Trash Wizards

OK I called every book store in the area and NO ONE is going to have an extra copy of Harry Potter, so I can't "just pick it up". Suck an elf! So I ordered it from Amazon.com and will have to wait until next week to get it. Bugger.

The neighbors are at it again. There's an ambulance and a cop car over on the next block. I wonder who was beating up who this time. This is starting to become regular Friday night entertainment. If only the houses weren't in the way, I could see what was going on with the binoculars.

Yet Another Template

Yeah, I got a new template. The other template was nice, and I liked it, the only problem was that the blue was too dark with the link text, so that's why I wanted something else. This I like. It covers up the Blog*Spot logo, not sure if that's cool, but I'll see what I can do. Anyway, hope you like the new design see the Miz Graphics link on the left if you'd like to check out their other designs.

Mid-Afternoon Blogging Session

I have a few things to comment on.

This needs to be filed under "It's Funny Because It's True"

Mental Note: Bossy is a nice guy

1. And we thought OUR taxes were ridiculous, 2. Looks like I may be putting off that trip to see Middle Earth

Gee aren't we glad companies are outsourcing our jobs to India?

• Boy Breeds Eggs in His Body, Produces Beetles?
  
  
• 9-Year-Old Girl Marries Dog in India

On a side note, I am planning on picking up the new Harry Potter book, but I will not be going at midnight tonight, it's not Star Wars after all, people.

OH MY GOD

Why oh why oh why oh why would you do this? Excerpt: "...after a few minutes, a couple cigarettes and several deep breaths, he sat in the basement of a storefront tattoo parlor, closed his eyes and let a friend split his tongue down the middle with a scalpel." I really do not understand the practice of tongue splitting. Before today, I'd never even heard of it. This is just caraaaazzzzyyyyyy!!!

Is there a free web site that will show me how to groom dogs?

I have to admit, I'm a Yahoo devotee. Sure I know they're spying on me, but I have to use them as my start up page because I just like it better than the other "My.Yourportalpagehere.com"'s out there. Anyway, one of their "portlets" is their "Ask Yahoo" feature. Some questions are very interesting. Some are, well, flat out stupid. To hell with the "There's no such thing as a stupid question" BS because there is. And this feature proves it very often. Why would you ask such a question as "Is there a free web site that will show me how to groom dogs?" couldn't you look this info up on your own? Are you so flaming lazy that you can't put this into a search box on Google or Yahoo yourself to come up with the answer? I mean the people answering these questions must be A.) Annoyed to have to answer something so simple and B.) Bored to death that they have nothing else to do that day because they spent all of five minutes answering a question that any dolt could have figured out on their own. I could never answer these questions, because I would have to be a smart ass and respond like this: "Well, Timmy, we had the mind-boggling idea of using our own search directory and plugging in those very same search terms, and here's what we came up with. It took us longer to write your reply than to actually do this." Oh well, what do you expect from someone named Shaggy living in Texas?

Score!

Yes, I think I got this thing figured out. I like this template a lot better. I got it from BlogSkins check 'em out. I spent most of last night figuring it out and tweaked it about this a.m. Phew. How you like? It's simple, no photos, but nice I think. We'll see how long it takes for me to get bored of it. Who's to say.

Oh, and in case you had not heard, IT'S FRIDAY, BABY, YEAH!!!!

You like me, you really like me!!

I'm pretty happy to be getting the recognition I deserve. Harry, Sabrina and Buffy Help Paganism Grow It's about time.

Why doesn't this thing have spell check?

Need a new template

I really don't like this template. I mean, it's OK, but it could be cooler. I have one at home that I was working on this morning, but I had to make a decision, stay home and work on it, or come to work. As I'm at work now, and the template isn't any cooler than it was, I'm sure you can deduce which I chose.

Ducks N' Cats

There's a momma duck in the channel behind my house with about 18 little baby duckies. Ducklings? They are sooooo cute! Luckiliy Raven the dog doesn't seem too interested. Hobbs the cat isn't allowed outside so he should leave them alone too. I don't think they've gotten close enough to the house for Hobbs to notice them though.

Speaking of Mr. Hobbs. I was asleep last night - go figure, huh? - and was woken up by the pitiful cries of my baby kitty. OK so he's 4, he's still my baby. I was awake immediately and searching for my cat. Lights turning on and calling for him did not bring him out of hiding so I knew I wasn't dreaming it. I checked the front porch, the back deck, the bathroom, the whole house. Then I remembered. My roommate, who has been staying with a friend this week, came home for about 10 minutes earlier in the evening. I went to his room, flung open the door, and sure enough, there was my kitty. Silly thing. What do I need kids for when I have a cat to worry over?

Notes is Evil

Jiminy Christmas do I hate Notes. I try to schedule ONE SIMPLE LITTLE meeting and it flips out on me and crashes. So I have to reboot. I hate Notes. What is wrong with you people at Lotus, why the heck can you not write a program that works. Oh well I've heard that Outlook is no better in that regard anyway. That doesn't lower Notes' suckiness though.

OK so I'm blogging now. I'm so cool, aren't I? I was going to do this on LiveJournal.com but it's blocked by work's internet servers. Not sure why, just says that the site is "Tasteless". So here I am on Blogspot. Maybe someday I'll have my own website. Ah, to dream. More later.

My New Blog

Did you hear that thump? That was the sound of me jumping on this blogging band wagon. Now I have to reboot because Lotus Notes SUCKS!!!