Why Today Sucks

Today my doggy had to be put to sleep. I never got to say good-bye. I know my dad did it that way so that we wouldn't be upset. So that we would always remember him for the happy puppy that he was. I know why he did it. I just don't like it. It sucks not getting to say good-bye.

I know many of you are thinking to yourselves that it is just a dog. But I guess unless you grow up with a dog, you just can't understand. I am going to miss him so much. It's not going to be the same going to my parent's house without having him run down the stairs to meet you. Or being in the car, sitting in the back seat with him running over us kids back and forth between the windows. Or looking down through our glass dining table during dinner to see him staring up at you from under the table.

When I stayed home sick from school, he always knew. He would sit in front of my bedroom door in the morning and wait for me to open it. Then he would hop on my bed and lay on my feet until I got up. When I moved to the couch he would snuggle in and lay with me. He always took such good care of me when I was sick.

Our favorite place to snuggle was in front of the fire. When my dad made a fire in the fireplace, I would grab a pillow and a blanket and he would come and get cozy with me and watch TV.

This sucks. Sleep well, Benji. I'll miss you.

HNT 6: When I Come Back for More

Wednesday night is officially Honey's favorite night of the week. Here's his artwork for this week. Be sure to go here to enjoy other HNTers!

Not Getting It

Well, apparently Mr. or Ms. Anonymous just didn't get it...I was giving him or her an open forum to, in their words, let people know what type of person I truly am. I haven't deleted any of their comments or any of my posts...so the fact that they would say I am afraid of that just doesn't make any sense. I completely stand behind everything I have ever written here. So it would seem that this person, who apparently knows me soooo well and truly knows the type of person I am, doesn't have a very good memory.

The entire purpose of my last post was your chance. I was letting you have the freedom of laying it out for all to read. If I were afraid of what you had to say, would I have done that? Nope. Don't think so. You are a fucking dumb ass. You just don't get it.

With that being said, I think that you have nothing to say. I think that you are just a sad little person who some how feels better about yourself after making snide comments. But you have nothing to back it up. Or lack the brains to put all the words together. Whatever.

You had your chance to let the world know what an awful person I am. You blew it. If you have anything further to say, please start your own Blog. And stay the hell away from mine, fuckface!

Letter to "Anonymous"

WHO THE FUCK PISSED IN YOUR CHEERIOS???

Did I cross you in a past life? Is my mere existence torture for you? What the fuck is your problem with me?

Here's my problem with you: You are a god damn pussy. You are probably sitting at home giggling behind your hand at the "clever" comments that you are making on my site. You aren't clever. You are a fucking idiot with the maturity of a five-year-old. What exactly are you trying to accomplish? Are you trying to make the Blogger world turn against me? Trying to make me look stupid? On my own Blog? Ohhhh...aren't you the fiesty little rebel?!?!?

Here's a hint: If you hate me so much....DON'T FUCKING COME HERE ANYMORE!! Your last comment about asking for compliments? Guess what? It's my fucking Blog...this whole ENTIRE thing is about me!! If I were looking for compliments, I would post the picture on someone else's Blog or webpage...people come here to read what I have to say or see what I look like. People who don't like me? Don't come here!

I am calling you out. I am begging you to sign your name to your comments. Obviously I have done something to offend you, so why don't you stop with the kindergarten act, and tell me what I have done to you...

This is the last chance you will get, so you might as well take it. After this, you will not be able to comment on my Blog anymore. So here's your chance. Let me have it...

HNT 5: It's a Good Thing Honey Likes Booty

I swear, it is the angle of the camera that makes my butt look so huge in this picture. And please ignore the tacky tan lines. Go here to view more HNT goodness.

HNT Scramble!

Sorry, I totally lagged this week and had bad planning. Here is another shot from Mexico...not creative, no stripper heels (Grace!) and I apologize in advance to those of you that don't like feet. It was the best I could do in about 4 minutes. Be sure to check out other HNTers (I hear someone is fully nekkid!). More creativeness to come next week!

This One's for Grace!

As some of you may know, I like to tease Grace and call her "Howie" because she is a little anal retentive/ borderline OCD. However, last night my own OCD came into question. Honey and I and one of his friends decided to go to Chili's for dinner. We were taken to a booth in the back. Now, Honey knows that I can not sit with my back to the entrance in the restaurant. I can't explain this. Perhaps I have seen The Godfather one too many times and I am afraid that mobsters are going to follow me in and shoot me up. I don't know.

Anyway, Honey knows this, so he makes sure that he slides in on the side that faces the entrance. Good Honey. However, he slid in first. On the inside. Which meant that I had to sit on the outside of the booth. The outside. By myself. Just hanging out for everyone to see. It seriously made my skin crawl and my stomach cramp. I thought I was going to pass out. Honey looks over at me and asks me if I need to sit on the inside (he is so intuitive, I just love him for that). I weakly shake my head yes. He laughs because he thinks I am afraid that someone is going to come by and scoop me up, but he happily trades spots with me.

What the fuck is wrong with me???

Does this mean that I am only going to get worse? I mean, I know we all have our little quirks (Terra!), but at what point do they go from funny little quirks to all-out psycho?!?!

Well, if nothing else, Grace won't be so lonely when she locks herself in a room and starts peeing in milk bottles. I'll be there to keep her company!

Update

I apologize for the long absence. I have been out fighting the forces of evil. We will soon return to our regularly scheduled program. In the meantime, here is a picture of me after I killed an especially nasty Sith.

HNT 4: Here We Go Again!!

Well, I was going to put a legs picture up, but then I wandered on over to Grace's and saw she had a leg pic. Can't compete with that! Hot damn! Soooo....here you go. A little peek of my Mexico trip last weekend:


Be sure to check in on other HNTers for more Half-Nekkid fun!!

MOTHER FUCKER!!!!

Fucking Avalanche!!! FUCKITY FUCK FUCK!!!!

Fucking gave away Forsberg. MOTHER FUCKING FORSBERG!!!

To the MOTHER FUCKING FLYERS!!!!

GOD DAMMIT!!!!

I hate today!

STUPID ME!!!

I totally forgot to mention that talking to Drunky Drunk Drunk Cat on Friday night was the best part of my weekend!

I am so proud of her for discovering the Wonderful World of Jager!!! Woot woot!!

I can't wait to get her to Cali and dupe her with Red Headed Sluts!

It is so on!

"...I Might End Up Somewhere in Mexico..."

*SIGH* I hate coming back to work after a 3-day weekend. Especially a nice, relaxing weekend like the one that I had.

So on Friday night, Honey and I pack up his truck and head down to La Fonda (not LaFawnda, GRACE!) to do some camping. We hit sooooo much traffic, it was positively miserable! We didn't get down there until after 11. We were both pretty crabby. Plus all the good spots were taken. But we found a decent spot and settled in. Had some hot dogs and a few beers and we both felt better. We wandered down to one of the bars because Honey wanted a tequila shot. I had a beer, no tequila for me, thank you! Watched some girls bumping and grinding on some guys...it was very entertaining. Hmmm...

The next morning was overcast, but warm. We went over to one of the restaurants and had some yummy breakfast (I had a breakfast burrito, Honey had Huevos Rancheros). As we are walking out of the restaurant, we see this girl that we had seen the night before. She is wearing the same dress and has a bottle of Jager in one hand and a tall boy in the other. She is drinking out of both, one after the other. At 9am. Yikes.

After checking out the waves, we decided to go and lay on the beach for awhile. Honey surfed while I worked on Harry Potter (I was soooo thankful to have some quality reading time). After a while, we decided to go to Puerto Nuevo for lunch. We had some lobster and wandered around the town for a bit. Honey wanted to check the waves at K38, so we drove up there. Not much going on there, but we hung out and took some pictures (hopefully to come soon). We then took our time driving back, stopping along the way to take more pictures.

When we got back to the campsite, we decided to take a walk down to the beach. While we were sitting there watching the ocean, we saw a whole bunch of dolphins in the water. They seemed to be having playtime! They were catching waves and hopping in and out of the water and "wrestling" together. It was very cool!

After more beers and hot dogs, we decided to go back to the bar. We caught the last song of these two incredible guitar players. They were unbelievable. I wish I could've seen more of their show. Then they played some dance music. We hung out for a little while (giggling at some girl with NO RHYTHM whatsoever) before going back and calling it a night.

At about 6am, I had to go to the bathroom. I woke Honey up to go with me. While we were walking over there, we found a random $20 bill just lying on the ground! Sweet! Made my morning!

We got up and packed up our stuff (by "we" I mean Honey of course, I wasn't much use). We headed back to K38 and Honey surfed for a while, while I tackled HP once more. We went to get tacos and decided to head home. We left there at about 1:15ish...

Holy crap!!! We didn't cross the border until 5:45!! The exit to the border was blocked off and we had to go waaay out of the way and loop around. Where we sat in bumper-to-bumper, completely stopped traffic for about 4 hours. It sucked sooooo much ass, you have no idea!!

We hit a little more traffic on the way home, I didn't end up getting back to my place until after 8! Phew!

Yes, the traffic sucked, but I had a great time with my Honey. I didn't want to come back, in fact I tried to talk him into just turning around and going south. He didn't buy it...BOO!!

Also, a note for those who "squat" when using a public restroom:
It really sucks when you pee on your jeans.