More Reasons Why I Love Going Back to El Salvador 27, February, 2009

WOOOHOOOO!!! SCORED A SECOND CAR HONEY AND IT DIDNT COST A THING!

 

MUM SAID: "YOU CANT SIT AT HOME ALL DAY AND WATCH TV!" SO I WENT TO THE MALL AND WATCHED TV THERE ARE PROUD MUM? IM OUT OF THE HOUSE

 

NEW TYPE OF AIRFRESHNER? BUY FISHAIR.... IT WILL MAKE YOUR TAXI SMELL LIKE THE SEA

 

TRANSLATION: I WILL KILL THE DOG THAT SHITS ON THIS GARDEN

 

YOU WANT AIRCONDITIONING? WE HAVE AIRCONDITIONING.... HIGH CEILINGS? NO PROBLEM

 

IM A DELIVERY BOY.. ALWAYS PREPARED FOR ANYTHING... I ENSURE TO ALWAYS HAVE A SPARE TYRE JUST IN CASE

 

MISTER ED DINES AT MISTER DONUT IN EL SALVADOR!

 

HAIL TO THE BUS DRIVER BUS DRIVER MAN

 

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COURT SIGN TRANSLATION: AS OF TODAY IT IS PROHIBITED TO WATCH TELEVISION DURING WORK HOURS EXCEPT WHEN WITNESSES AND VICTIMS IN ATTENDANCE AND WHEN REAL MADRID AND BARCELONA ARE PLAYING [SOCCER/FOOTBALL GAME ON IS

 

WET AND WILD SLIP AND SLIDE! SALVADORIAN STYLE!

Dating Whilst on a Manbattical – Date #2 27, February, 2009

Ok, so Aaron. Aaron is the guy i went on the date with, that i wrote about in my last post ‘Dating whilst on a Manbattical’. Last night was date #2. Two nights in a row… i know even I feel its a little full on. But it was nice.

 

He suggested we go dancing. We met up and decided to go have something to eat and we went and had Japanese. After leaving the restaurant, we were walking to the club and it was a little chilli, its summer but we are having freaky weather. I put on my cardigan, and he commented that I looked a little cold and dared to put his arm around me to try to warm me up. It was sweet. We were at the club and we danced together and with other people it was fun. As we were leaving the club, he kind of offered to take my hand as we walked up the stairs and so i took him up on the offer. We walked to our cars and decided to take a drive up to Kings Park (see picture of Kings Park below).

 

View of the city from Kings Park (from the lookout we were at)

It was nighttime and we went to the lookout, he stood behind me and put his arms around me. We were watching the ferries cross the river and views of the entire city and the surrounding suburbs. As he is new in the city I was pointing out the landmarks… and he kept cuddling me more and more tightly, on the premise that he was keeping me warm of course. Then I turned my head back towards him a little to show him the restaurant behind us, he went in for the kiss… and we had our first kiss. It was really nice. We kissed for a little while longer. He kept saying, ‘i really like you, ive liked you since u started at the dance classes last year’ and ‘you are so pretty, you are such a nice person i really like that about you, and i want you to really know and be sure that i do not just think you are gorgeous, you are, but you are an even better person, i know i sound a bit like a nob saying these things but i do really like you, you are a such a good person and stunning on top of that’.  So my ego got a major work out last night! Hehe.

 

Kings Park view - Day

At first I was a bit stand-offish because i thought, is this guy just putting me on? is he saying these things to get into my pants only? But he didn’t try anything. He was very respectful and sweet. Towards the end of the night he was telling me how tonight he and his guy friends are going out and having a drink at the pub and surprises me with “is that going to be ok?” … my first thought was “dude, we have only known each other for 7 weeks and been on 2 dates this week only WHY are u asking me for permission?” but of course i was not silly, i did not say that outloud… instead i took the approach of the successful women around me who have taught me well, ie Arabian Princess and Denise, i replied with “of course you should go and have fun, its your night out with the boys, go enjoy yourself” and he said? “you sure?” I replied “yes! Go have fun! you wanna go out with your friends go have fun i have no issues”. I was also thinking if i saw you tonight also that would make it 3 nights in a row… im all for spending time together but give us some space!

 

I will see him at the Salsa Fiesta on Saturday night, however, i told him that I am going with girlfriends and i will see him there but my night is with the girls. He wanted to see me on Sunday, but i cant because i have plans. So i agreed to see him on Monday, its a public holiday no one is at work so i will spend some time with him then.

 

Daylight view from the same lookout

Aaron seems to be very relationship-y. I do not have a problem with this, but I am being cautious, steering this baby slowly and taking it easy. There is No need to rush into anything.  So we will see how it goes.

Incest – An Australian Story (Ashamedly) 26, February, 2009

I am not sure if this story made it to the world press and given that today a recent update on the matter was published in the newspapers I thought id bring it to your attention. If you lose your dinner/lunch from reading this, i am sorry, but too bad because its a rather sickening yet interesting and baffling true story. Having said that, please stop eating any food before continuing to read.. don’t say i didn’t warn you…

 

Forbidden Love

 

In early 2008 a story ran on the Australian 60 Minutes Sunday show on a topic that is not widely known, Genetic Sexual Attraction (GSA). To put it in laymen’s terms it is when siblings or parent and child type relationships become sexually involved. This particular story focused on Jenny and John Deaves who are father and daughter. John and Jenny Deaves are also lovers and have fathered a child together, a little girl (weirded out much yet?). It is alleged that this happened because they had not seen each other in many years, however, this recently has been disputed by other family members. Jenny Deaves was quoted as saying “We’re normal intellectual adults who have had careers, have had a normal life like everyone else but fallen inlove with eachother when we are biologically related, when we’ve discovered each other later in life.” They had one child who died of a heart defect and the second child has luckily been born healthy.

 

After the first Report

 

They were charged and taken to court and the judged ordered a 3 year abstinent order. They could not have sex for 3 years, the alternative was jail.  Within a few short months, the daughter announced via a gossip magazine that she had split from her lover/dad and that she was happily engaged to a bisexual man, a few years her junior, who was now living with her and her father in the same house. She claimed she was inlove and happy with this new man.

 

Her step-mother gave an interview shortly afterwards that the pair were still engaging in sexual activity together and denounced their relationship. She felt their relationship had broken up her marriage to John.

 

The recent update:

 

The younger lover of Jenny Deaves, the bisexual man, also a father of three, has come out to confirm that his engagement to Jenny is over. He alleges to have caught them in ‘compromising’ positions often and now that he has left the house the father and daughter are left alone to live together.

 

My review

I have a few points….

 

1)     EEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW SICK!

2)     Clearly the whole absent father issue impaired this woman and this man’s brains because why would you have a sexual relationship with your own father or daughter?

3)     They don’t need A counsellor, they need an entire team of doctors and psychiatrists monitoring them and studying them 24 hours a day to figure out how crazy they really are.

Dating whilst on my Manbattical 26, February, 2009

Well earlier this week I made an executive decision to be on a Manbattical… as luck would have it on Tuesday I was asked out on a little date. It is the first date since…………………………… ok you don’t need to know how long its been and quite frankly i don’t quite remember haha.

 

As you all know you know I do a lot of dancing my particular specialty is latin dancing. Monday night at one of my dance classes (Salsa) one of the advance guys who used to compete at competitions, seemed to want to dance with me all night. At first I thought, oh ok, cool you want to dance with me no problem. But when he would only dance with me I started to suspect something. We ended up dancing for about 1 hour or more after the class had ended. On Tuesday, he had been messaging me throughout the day on my mobile (cell phone) and finally asked if I would like to catch up on Wednesday night.

 

 

Last night, after my afro-cuban dance class finished at 9pm he drove for 40mins just to have coffee with me after 9. It was quite nice, he is a nice guy, loves to dance, loves latin dancing and is really good which is nice, unfortunately he is a Kiwi (New Zealander) but i wont hold that against him too much. We got along well, no awkward moments, just pretty relaxed. We talked and laughed till the cafe turned their lights out… i think it was a subtle way of saying “can you leave now”. At the end of the night he walked me to my car and i gave him a hug, he gave me a big tight hug and kiss on the cheek… and when i thought well the hug is over I will let go, he didn’t.. he pulled me closer and gave me an even tighter hug. Then he asked if I wanted to have dinner with him tonight, then we are off to Salsa dance party.

 

I am still on my manbattical, so i am not worrying or getting too excited about this. But just going with the flow.

 

The man seems to be obsessed with the latin dancing, he seems to do it every chance he gets… i don’t think i could be like that. So the story will continue…

Escape from possible murderer 23, February, 2009

“Excuse me? Do you know where Charles Street is?”  this is what the possible axe murderer asked me…

I was taking mum to one of her hospital appointments, she was excited, we were getting a talk from the transplant coordinator.  Because had a dizzy spell earlier I dropped her off in the waiting room and went to park the car at the car park which was a few blocks away.

I was walking along and I heard this man call out from his ute (truck for u Americans):

Weirdo: “excuse me? Excuse me? Hello?”

Friendly Susi Spice: “hi, yes?”

Weirdo: “Do you know where Charles Street is?”

Friendly Susi Spice: “um, yeah, just follow this street all the way down, past the winding of the road and over the bridge, then turn left at the sign “Charles Street Exit”

Weirdo: “would you be able to perhaps, come with me and take me there?”

Cautious Susi Spice: “oh, I actually have an appointment I am on my way sorry, but yeah just follow this street then left at the sign J “

Weirdo: “you sure? I can give you a ride wherever you are going and then maybe buy you a coffee?”

Hhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

You thought I would be dumb enough to say Yes, I will get into your car, of course, why wouldn’t I?? I mean you did ask me for directions, I have no reason not to trust you… right???

And while im thinking about it, I am was NOT dressed like a hooker! I was wearing a nice little strapless summer dress and some cool Giselle Budchen sandles, sunnies and my hair was out… this does not sound like a hooker, so don’t you ever dare think to suggest that!

I think I may have saved myself from a weirdo today. Wat if he had been a serial killer!??

I may look friendly, but I am not stupid!

Taking a Manbatical! 22, February, 2009

Im taking a Manbatical…I am not sure if this word is real or not but I am inventing as of now… A Manbatical is a sabbatical from men.  I am taking a leaf out of the Isheeta book on this one. But I am tired of writing about being single, about dating, of thinking it, of discussing it, of wanting it waiting for it and doing the whole “I am not expecting it…………………. *Waiting*……………. Blast! Didn’t happen!” routine. I have bored myself sh*tless with this.

So, there is a difference, I am not giving up like I have said before. I have been like those smokers who keep saying they will give up smoking and give up smoking everywhere but never actually do it. I am just taking a sabbatical. I am focusing on my dancing, I am not going to discuss men in the dating sense, I am not going to try and get any mans attention, and I am just going to take a sabbatical from them for a while. I have no idea how long so we will see what happens.

Welcome Back Mr Kotter! 19, February, 2009

So Its been a few years, like 2 or 3 or 4 years since I last spoke to my friend Cornelius. The last time we talked I think i was between boyfriends and as usual i was talking myself up about how great I am etc (something we all are now very clear about haha). A couple weeks ago I ran into Cornelius on good old facebook and we had the cordial catch up email of what have you being doing, blah blah blah and of course I reply with the whole “yup.. single sexy and free” routine… and he replies with “im fairly sure this conversation was had about 5 years ago..how comforting and disturbing at the same time.”

And how embarasshment!

 

Yes yes, yes.. embarasshment…

 

Glad your back Cornelius hehe hugs.

 

By the way Cornelius.. you have some awesome hair…yeh yeh..

these following cartoons are dedicated to my friend Cornelius, Welcome Back Mr Kotter!

 

 

FAIL: 1 Chinese Tycoon and His 5 Mistresses 18, February, 2009

Now now, you all know how much I love a good story to share. Mr Fan of China has to be one of the forefront leaders in being what we revere as, a “playa”. Mr Fan even impressed me. Not because of his looks, as no photo was shared, not because of his wealth, because this too was not published, but because this man did what most men can only dream of, aspire to and unfortunately, some men, attempt to do and fail miserably. This story is one for the FAIL files.  

 

 

 

There once was a man named Fan

who was never satisfied by just one wo-man

So he picked up his chicks,

From east to west he mixed,

This lad and china man

 

Each woman he praised and dazed

With his manly looks and gaze

Till one day he found no money he had

And made all his women, mad

 

Ok ok enough with my horrendous torturous failed poems. Ok so long story short, this rich Chinese man had 5 mistress in addition to his wife. Along came the financial crisis and wo-is-him he couldn’t afford to keep all of his mistresses so he hired a modelling agency instructor to help him choose which one of the 5 mistresses he would keep. The rest were all fired! The first woman got fired because she wasn’t pretty enough, and she was so angry about it that she drove them all over a cliff while on a group date (this sounds like The Bachelor gone wrong). She died, RIP, the others survived including Mr China-Playa-Man.

 

Full article is below:

 

 

 Tycoon’s mistress contest ends in tragedy

AFP (Australian Federal Press)

18 Feb 09

 

http://news.ninemsn.com.au/753538/tycoons-mistress-contest-ends-in-tragedy

 

Ah some of the reason i love going back to El Salvador 17, February, 2009

Just some of the reasons that I love going back to the country I was born in….if nothing its more entertainment!

 

Translation: Drunks go get fucked

 

 

Cause: playing chicken as the traffic light was out of order

 

 

Im sure we can squeeze a few more in

 

 

Nash: home delivery pizza and pasta place. Cause the party arrives in 30minutes or its free!

 

 

It’s a bird! It’s a plane! Nooo its Megatron bus! By the way does anyone have jumper leads??

 

 

Just pack it on a little bit….

 

 

I swear that came out of nowhere!!!

 

 

Translation: Paolino masturbated here

 

 

Translation: Lid, to put a stop to your diarrhea. Im sure the driver is proud to drive around in that truck.

 

 

Translation: Please do not pee or shit here.

Ahhh my people so charming and tactful.

 

 

There once was a tow rig that towed the truck that towed the car that towed the truck who broke down…

 

 

When people say that some latin countries are still back in the stone age… they were right…

YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CANT HIDE FROM MEEE

Work Places and their stupid habits 17, February, 2009

I do not normally make a habit of posting things regarding my place of work. I like to keep that out of my blog as much as possible. Nevertheless, over time, something that seems to be the usual practice there has annoyed the living crap out of me boggled my mind and I ask…WHY?

 

Given that I work within the legal field realm it is a given that lawyers will speak in very long-winded nonsensical form much of the time. Usually one has to supply a whole other dissertation to explain most of the big words you have used in your original script OR you have to write a whole other lot of speeches in order to actually say what you were trying to originally say. This is just the way of the lawyers as it was and ever shall be.

 

This does not mean that EVERYONE who works in that department has to use the same form to communicate things.

 

Ok for example if we have a legal query and are asked to reply to it the form for publishing purposes is set out in the following way:

 

Part 1

The Short Answer = you explain the answer in the shortest, most concise, direct and to the point way so that the reader gets what you are saying

 

Part 2

The Long Answer = provides you with ample explanation, the ins the outs, providing reference guides and quoting them etc etc so that if the reader chooses to know the intricate details they have them available.

 

I understand this. It’s double the work but ok fine it is the way of the law…

 

In this work place, this seems to be the epitome of communication. It is, apparently, seen by all most of the staff that if you are asked a question and answer or communicate any form of information with the short and long form that it somehow makes you appear more professional, more astute, you are smart.

 

So today I saw too many examples of this stupid attitude flying back and forth via emails.

 

From the IT department:

“Good afternoon all, please be advised that the ERMS system is down.

The short answer:

The IT department cannot provide a timeframe for resolution, as we are unable to find the fault. We will advise you as soon as possible.

 

The long answer:

Our engineers have being looking into the problem since this morning. As we have been unable to locate the cause of the error we will be proceeding to complete a full scan blahalbhabhalbhalbhalbhalbhlabhlabha *insert all this bunch technical mumbo jumbo and jibber jabber* that carries on for another 2 paragraphs.”

 

The Admin team, the receptionists, that we are having a fire alarm testing short and long answer….. blah blah blah…

 

WHO GIVES A FLYING TOSS about the intricate details of the minutia of the ins and outs of inconsequential crap!

 

I DO NOT CARE how the the IT guys are looking into it, my only concern is to bloody get it fixed! I DO NOT CARE why we are having a bloody fire alarm testing as long as it is done and works fine. I do not NEED to know the intricate details of why certain photocopy machines are working or not working and how the fault was found and fixed…. NOT MY PROBLEM JUST FIX IT THEN TELL ME ITS ALL SYSTEMS GO!

 

This does not make you sound any smarter, give a higher intellect status in any person with more than 2 brain cells, it just makes for annoying crap i don’t need to waste my time on and be bothered by!

 

Remember this

 

KISS

 

KEEP IT SIMPLE STUPID

 

Unfortunately the leaders of this great department do not understand his concept…they like to subscribe to the

 

KIARITU method

 

KEEP IT AS RIDICULOUSLY IMPOSSIBLE TO UNDERSTAND

 

Bloody idiots.

 

That was the short post…. now for my long post…

How men use post it notes 17, February, 2009

                                                                                                         Need I say more?

Mr Salsa is just not that into me… bloody doofus! 16, February, 2009

Ok so my life IS the movie “he is just not that into you”. I had been crushing on a guy from my salsa dance class since I met him. Mr Salsa was described by most girls are “arrogant” but I had spoken to him and I didn’t think he was that arrogant. Well since last week he had given me some signs that he was interested, I had decided to go against my usual routine of just not doing anything and actually do something….

It didn’t work. This week he acted like he was almost trying to not talk to me, he would look at me then look away as if to say “watch. watch.. see I am NOT looking at you.. watch watch watch how I am purposely avoiding you”.  And to think I made such an effort for this fool.

Man I made sufficiently embarrassing efforts for this doofus…. I left work early (ok that’s not embarrassing I had enough of that crap and so I was glad to see the back end of that place today) I got home and had a shower, then I waxed my own bikini line! because there was not time to get my usual full Brazilian! Yes people! I self inflicted and caused pain on myself to wax my own bikini line so I could wear these cute little sexy pair of undies I bought the other day….. oh yeah… theres more… I bought the sexy pair of undies to wear with my dress….. YUP there is still more…. I Wore a friggin dress to my salsa class and because the dress  was cute and salsa-ry and I wanted to look really nice…. But wait! Theres still more!! I bloody wore heels too!!! That bastard…. Didn’t appreciate the effort… the other guys did, they all kept turning and twirling me… they all seemed to appreciate my effort but not this moron! He never danced with me once! Once! He looked over at me a few times but never made an effort to come dance with me. It was like today he decided to martyr himself and only dance with the 4 new women in the class who didn’t know their left foot from their right foot. Well fine! Be that way! Your loss!

But it only got worse… at the end of the class I decided to do a very un-Susi Spice thing… I actually went up to him and said hello….

“hi” I said

“hey how are you!?” Mr Salsa replied enthusiastically

“im good and you? How was ur week?” I continued…thinking ok he seems to have invited some conversation

“great, very good and urs??” he asked quite happily

“tiring but good” I smiled back….

Then the big NEON sign that read “I AM JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU” rose up from the fog of potential love below….

Mr Salsa, just walked a few steps forward to the water table to grab a drink and left me standing there… wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllll I am not 100% sure but I think I just got dissed! Did he do it purposely to just walk away from me? Or was he actually just grabbing a drink then coming back to chat?? Well I don’t know because I felt a little humiliated and rejected that I just took a deep breath and as he took his steps towards the table I said “ok then..well cya!”I said it enthusiastically but left very quickly.

That bastard…. Well….. I am convincing myself and anyone who listens that HE is the one that missed out! Lol

So I was a little upset….. I tried to ring my best friend Arabian Princess but she bloody was taking a nap wasn’t she!? So I finally got home, debriefed with her… then sat down started to write this post and drown my sorrows with some instant mi-goreng noodles…. oh yeah and I also spoke with my friend Corey and he agreed to give me a baby if i hit 32 and im not married (so still a few years away)… but i have a backup plan…

Next week he will be lucky to even get me to recognize his existence…. Bloody doofus!

Annoying Motherly Habits 15, February, 2009

I love my mum but there are things about her that have throughout my life have really annoyed  baffled me. Now that I am older they may not stop me from getting embarrassed about some of them but certainly the humour in them has definitely increased proportionately to my insanity.

My dear old mum’s first annoying life-long habit: telephone call coaching

What is telephone call coaching? Well I actually think my mother perhaps invented this. Since we live in Australia and pretty much all our family are spread out around the world I grew up with international calls in my life on a constant basis coming in and out of the house. For example she would get all enthused about me talking to my abuelita (grandma) this is how the conversations would go:

Mum: Susi Susi come say hello to your abuelita, talk to her for a few minutes she really wants to talk to you.

Lil Susi Spice: ok mum (as obedient as I was)… hi abuelita…

Mum in the background: ok now ask her how she is

Lil Susi Spice: mum shh I cant hear abuelita… sorry abuelita what?

Mum in the background: not “what”, you say pardon, “what” is so rude abuelita will think im not teaching you good manners

Lil Susi Spice: what mum? What abuelita? Mum shhhh I cant hear what abuelita is saying! And tell me later whatever you want to tell me.

Mum in the background: ok sorry sorry, now ask her how she is…

Lil Susi Spice: *to mum*huh?… Sorry abuelita what did you say? Oh… ok yeah Im good…

Mum in the background: ask her if she is good, tell her you miss her

Lil Susi Spice (a little mad): mum would you please shhhh I cant hear abuelita

Mum in the background: oh just give me the phone, your wasting the call credit

Lil Susi Spice (a little more mad): Well if you just let me talk instead of…

 Mum would by this stage be on the phone and chatting with grandma or whatever relative it was….

Lil Susi Spice (madder): you didn’t let finish you interrupted me!

Mum while on the phone (calmly says): Susi spice don’t be ill mannered im talking to your grandma on the phone, stop interrupting.

ARRRGHHHH!!! The conversations to relatives while little pretty much always went in this fashion, I could never really even get past the “hi how are you?” bit without having to restrain myself from telling my mum to just bloody shut up and let me talk!

This habit has been tamed, with my years of trial and error handling this condition. For some years I would get told off for being rude to my mum as I reached teen years I would blantantly blurt out “mum would you be quite please im trying to talk!” until I grew up a little more and realized that addressing this misbehaviour by my mum  was more effective BEFORE the phone call even commenced. I began to ask her nicely to just please let me talk and not butt-in interrupt while I was talking because it really pissed me off didn’t allow me to hear the other person on the phone. This worked in curbing this bad habit. Now it has evolved to a look… she starts to interrupt me and I just either say nicely “mum….” And she understands  or sometimes even just a look works… hehe.

Motherly Annoying Habit Numero 2: The all-knowing-asker-of-questions

My mum is so enthusiastic when she has conversations with me that sometimes she asks the question and as I am answering she will finish off my answer for me… usually with the wrong ending and that is annoying shit! You might think that she does this because she asks rhetorical questions or because she figures out the answer for herself… noooo no no no noooo…. I am yet to figure out why on earth she does this but I have a theory that it is because she usually thinks she knows things and wants to be reassured that she is right. However, a lot of the time, she doesn’t actually know the answer. This usually happens when we are discussion politics and other subjects that I am more versed in than she is.

 

Un, Deux, Trois annoying motherly habit : Commertary from To the Idiot Box

My mum likes to watch the news from home in Spanish and sometimes I will want to watch something else so she will watch the news from home via the internet on my laptop. If she doesn’t want to take the laptop to another room she will often stay in the same room as me and is happy to use earphones. This is how the scene usually plays out:

Susi Spice: relaxing watching Law and Order SVU, really getting into the story suddenly I hear..

Mum from the day bed: “oh no! knuckleheads”

Susi Spice: I turn my head because I got distracted by comment made seemingly out of nowhere. Roll my eyes and ignore it. Then again

Mum: *giant gasp* ohhhh no!

Susi Spice: Mum I am just trying to watch my show….. *hint hint*

Mum: *takes off earphones* Did you know they are trying to bring in a ridiculous policy and now this professor from the National University is speaking and he is making much more sense on the issue *returns to earphones and no acknowledgement of my request*

Mum: *another big gasp and vocal nods* Yes! You tell them! It is nonsense policy, very good well said!

Susi Spice: ok mum, im going to watch tv in my room

Mum: oh ok, good ill take off the earphones…. *gleefully taking off earphones and watching her news program aloud.

What I would be thinking all the time...

I could swear she does it on purpose to get me to leave the room. But yes, these are the pet peeves I have with my mother… Bless her cotton socks…

BOYS BOYS BOYS 14, February, 2009

Well if Bart Simpson could jump over the gorge….

 

 

You said put the knife DOWN didn’t say anything about not putting it IN anything…

 

 

Mynooch when he was 6 thought he would get a princess if he ate a frog. Mynooch honey its kiss a frog! Not eat one hehe luv ya!

 

 

The Noz age 3….he still hasn’t changed… put that finger down mr! and put some pants on!

 

 

Dad said to help water the garden….

 

 

Im not jumpking on the bed! So there!

 

 

I just want to make sure that you are who you say you are…

 

 

But im still hungryyyyy

 

 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm watermelon….

 

adding strangers to facebook WHY PEOPLE?? 13, February, 2009

Whyyy do people add people on facebook that they do not know??? Tell me?? Tell me??

Carly emails me at work today:

Carly:  “do you know Don Migi?”

Me: “yes I do, why?”

Carly:  “oh he added me and its weird because I don’t know him and don’t really wanna add him”

Me: “oh ok, yeah I know him, but he is my sister’s friend, he is one of the DJs at Metros (big club here) he is cool he is one of my peoplez hehe”

Carly: *silence, no response*

Next thing you know she adds Don Migi to her facebook! She doesn’t even know what he looks like! So now apparently she is “friends” with Don Migi… whatever! You just wanna look cool! No wonder she apparently has hundreds of friends on facebook.

Why do you add people to facebook that you don’t know? What is the point? Its not like you end up talking to them most of the time anyway. Most people don’t even really talk with their actual friends that they have added to facebook on a regular basis let alone strangers who for some reason added you without reason or cause. No one is going to think you are more popular just because you have over 300 people, I would understand if you had an immense extended family comprised of lots of cousins due to your uncles having 3 or 4 wives…but come on!