Sunday, February 22, 2009

drinkus majorus

I'm not sure why this happens, but I'm sure it happens to you too. So you're having a few drinks either out at a bar, or at a party of some sort and you slam the first one so you can feel the alcoholic buzz quicker and release your inhibitions. Then you just nurse a few, but before you know it, you've had just that one too many and you're suddenly drunk. So now you're acting like a blinking idiot, unable to really control your loudness and movements and everything seems hilarious. The night rolls on and before you know it, it's into the wee hours of the morning and the party's going to be coming to an end soon. This is the part I'm not sure why it happens... it's like your brain then goes "Holy hell! I'm gonna have to stop drinking soon, so I'd better get the most bang for my buck... let's do shots!!!" And the sensible part of your brain has long been sleeping for the night, so you allow yourself to pour whatever alcohol is left over from mixing drinks into the shot glass and before you know it, you've got 3 or 4 shots under your belt. It's like your brain says "okay! you're not quite drunk enough to pass out yet, we've got limited time to get us there... here we go.. hang on!"

Well, at the end of it all, I didn't pass out, I sobered up just enough to say good night to my Si as he started his day, and I slept deep and heavy without wetting the bed or throwing up.

This is what I looked like last night after a day trip to Calgary to find an outfit (more can be seen in my facebook album). Thanks for the great Hindi Party, Sis... it was so much fun!!! Great food, great friends, great dancing and singing!!

Jules 8O)

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Time for some of that randomness that is me...


I have to remember that applying "Twisted Citrus" lip gloss does NOT constitute a daily dose of vitamin C. It's just soooo yummy, I forget.

I have been busy painting my basement. Man, things take so effing long when it's just you doing it. Someone needs to invent: The Painting Party. I'd be the first to attempt it, but it's like my house repels the people I want to have over and attracts the people I don't. Go figure.

Do you ever put stuff up on your Facebook status just idiotically and without thought and then have all of your friends get all concerned because they seriously think either something's really wrong or you've gone nutty?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... no, nothing.. just mmmm.

My sister is throwing a Hindi party at my house on Saturday. So Saturday morning she and I are going saree shopping in Calgary. I'm freaking IN LOVE with sarees and salwaar kameez's. I think they're the most faminine gorgeous clothes a woman can ever dream of wearing. Is it wrong of me to want to get married in one someday? No really, is that wrong?

I was told today that I have the prettiest hands ever. I don't believe that. But I was also told recently that I'm the most gorgeous creature in the entire universe. I've chosen to believe that!

I really want a pet Hermit Crab. I talked myself out of it because they require far more effort and room in my house than I was willing to give... but secretly I still want one. I wish one of my friends would get a crab tank and I could just put mine in it and go visit it and feed it carrots.

I also want a house hippo. Like the ones you used to see on that tv commercial for I don't remember what anymore. But it like, was 4 inches tall and slept in a bed of dryer lint. I loved that commercial. I just recently found out there are Pygmy Hippos. But I'd need a pool in the back yard and I haven't worked that into my plans. To find the youtube video just search for House Hippo.

Jules :Oj

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Dumb Driver

Uhh... I've been driving for a while now and I'm pretty dam sure you're supposed to take the baggie thing off the license before you put it on your car. I wonder if this chick realizes how much attention that attracts and how stupid it looks!



Jules :Oj

Sunday, February 08, 2009

whatever.

Sometimes I just wonder.

Some of the time I just get stuck in wondering and I can't seem to come up with the answers. And it makes me unbearably sad from time to time.

Sometimes "it" just isn't easy, certainly not as easy as I feel it should be, and it makes me doubt some of my abilities.

Lately, the sometimes are becoming more frequent.

Sometimes I wish I didn't wonder.

Jules :O(

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Happily We Dream Along!

I can't help what I dream. Lately I've been having these craaazy totally random dreams.

Last night I dreamed that I was in President Obama's cabinet, appointed as his Vice President, but I knew nothing about politics. Well at least that part of the dream was true. I had to sit and check boxes on a piece of scratch paper as to whether to pass these Bills or not. The whole thing seemed to depend on me, but I kept fudging up the boxes, getting them in the wrong order and this chick cabinet member sitting beside me kept giving me shit, saying I was going to screw up the whole world if I didn't smarten up.

The other night I dreamed about a blogger buddy of mine and we were trying our darndest to build a door to this totally awesome secret tunnel underneath a house that was partly old shack/partly mansion. I thought I was doing so well with it till the judges came around and gave me 2 out of 10. Not fair. The dream led to some sort of intimate yet not intimate sequence and then ultimately back to the door again before I was spattered in ketchup and served on a platter to a table surrounded by people who were all Capricorns.

At least mine haven't been quite as strange as my sisters. She had one featuring me with a Great Dane ... and I'm NOT telling you what she dreamed I was up to in that one!

Jules :Oj

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

No, this is a serious question!

I don't get corn.

I love the stuff... but just frozen or fresh corn. I used to like creamed corn when I was a kid, but I have never eaten it as an adult on my own accord. I probably would still like it.

But here's what I don't get... we chew corn. We don't swallow it whole... well certainly I don't. So why is it that when it comes out the other end it is back to being whole again?!! I mean, it's not like I go specifically looking at my excrement. It's just something I've noticed through the years and haven't thought of blogging about till now.

We don't poo out refurbished peas, or whole potatoes, or carrots! Why corn?

Can anyone really answer me why?

Jules :O?