Friday, February 18, 2005

which way did they go?

I guess Brit is going to have to put up some clever posts at "le truth" to keep everyone happy until Tina and I have the energy and time to do something clever at "l'esprit d'escalier."

Tina has the dreaded flu that is currently rampant in OKC, so don't expect to hear from her for several days. Lance (who is just getting over the same flu) has a giant wrestling something or other going on this weekend. Your mama will be there in spirit even if she can't be there in body. Kick some ass, boy!

I have a huge work deadline Monday, so after I go see some music tonight, the rest of my three-day weekend will be spent at the office getting everything done. So much for the holiday!

posted by Anonymous @ 2/18/2005 06:00:00 PM

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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

my latest guilty pleasures

Project Runway
There will be a marathon starting Sunday at 11am if you want to catch up for the two-hour finale.
from the website at Bravo (edited)
The first ever reality series focusing on fashion designers will give aspiring designers a chance to break into the notoriously difficult-to-crack fashion world. Contestants will be eliminated on a weekly basis based on their execution of the design challenges until only three remain to face-off with full lines on the catwalk at New York's Fall Fashion Week in February 2005. The winner's designs will be photographed for Elle, the winning designer will also receive $100,000 in seed money too help them launch their own line, and a mentorship from the Banana Republic Design Team.

Peachy Canyon Zinfandel
NOT White Zinfandel! I can't think of a good reason to drink White Zin, but Zinfandel, good, red, yummy Zinfandel, can't be beat! Actually, it doesn't even have to be Peachy Canyon. I'll try any Zinfandel I can get my hands on. Cline is good. Rancho Zabaco is good, too. As you can see, I'm not that picky when it comes to Zin (as long as the shit ain't white).

Froogle Shopping List
This way I can track all of the junk that I want, and it is easily accessible from any computer I can get my hands on. I asked Tina to check out several of the things I'd listed, but she must be distracted by her children and family (GOSH!) as she hasn't told me what she thinks yet.

Dark Chocolate
The darker the better, and the doctors have finally caught up to me!

Now if I could just lie on my Froogle bed in my Froogle dress and shoes, eating ridiculously dark choclate with large glasses of Zin while I watch the finale of Project Runway, I would be a happy girl.

ps - If Zin isn't available, Guiness Stout will work just fine, thank you very much.

posted by Anonymous @ 2/16/2005 08:29:00 PM

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Monday, February 14, 2005

I heart the History channel!

Currently showing "The Saint Valentine's Day Massacre" documentary. The perfect show to keep your mind off of romance.

posted by Anonymous @ 2/14/2005 07:49:00 PM

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for that Special Someone

Love Coupons from "The Onion"

posted by Anonymous @ 2/14/2005 08:30:00 AM

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Sunday, February 13, 2005

the one where the single girl bitches about a fake holiday

"Saudi Morality Police See Red Over Valentine Roses"
from Reuters Oddly Enough - It is about time someone was punished over this stupid f***ing "holiday!"

If you don't want to read yet another rant by yet another single woman regarding the "holiday that shall not be named" then please peruse some of our lovely links and cross your fingers that Tina posts and knocks me out of the primary position.

You can't you blame me, can you? V-Day is not just hated by single people, a lot of folks in relationships hate it, too. It is even possible that married men may hate this holiday more than single women as they are the ones having to deal with the pressure of coming up with the perfect gift/dinner/movie/roll in the hay/jewelry. Are you feeling me? I mean, even when I was in a relationship, the V-Day pressure sucked. You want to do enough but not too much; you don't want to come up short but, at the same time, you can't overdo and make your V-Day partner look like a schmuck.

Obviously, I have no V-Day partner this year, so my personal plan in dealing with the day is to:

#1 - Make preparations early: any food, movies, tampons, shoes, or other necessities must be purchased in advance in order to avoid the pitying glances of 16 yoa acne-faced drive-through window workers. (Note: one should NEVER order pizza or any other food that might be delivered in a marked car as all of one's neighbors, as well as the pizza delivery boy, will pity you.) Dinner with your parents or friends in any type of a relationship should be avoided. The best way to deal with the day is to either go it alone or hook up with several other single friends for a casual dinner at home.

#2 - Restaurants should be avoided as most of the customers will be either deliriously happy or pretending to be deliriously happy. This could cause the gag reflex to kick in while eating which could lead to choking and dying on V-Day. Then anytime anyone sees your tombstone he/she will always observe "Oh, shit, she died on V-Day. How sad."

#3 - Avoidance is probably the best way to deal with co-workers. Spending the day at your desk appearing to be ridiculously busy and hard at work should keep the average chatters at bay. You MUST go out to lunch to avoid co-worker downtime talking. (Also this would be a good time to run errands and make preparations - see #1.) If you have headsets, they should be used as much as possible.

#4 - Music recommendations - Ani DiFranco, Liz Phair, Alanis Morissette, Patsy Cline, Billie Holiday, Dolly Parton - a nice collection of anger and regret. Dave Matthews Band should be avoided, expecially if "Two Step" is you and your exes' song. (It still chokes me up everytime I hear it.)

#5 - Distract yourself - Doing things that are boring but that require focus are the best. I plan to finish my taxes and pay my bills. Be very careful watching cable as there will be a lot of "When Harry Met Sally" and "Sleepless in Seattle" type movies showing tonight.

#6 - Don't get drunk - a good bottle of wine is a nice distraction, but may cause you to forget that this is just one day out of the year and lead to one of those crying drunk things. Tomorrow you will be fine. You and your friends can all hang out and forget about this damn day until next year.

posted by Anonymous @ 2/13/2005 11:25:00 AM

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Friday, February 11, 2005

Is he legal now?

Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, dear Jameson!
Happy birthday to you!

Hoping our #1 fan has the best birthday ever!
(Okay, maybe he is our only fan, but he is a fan.)

posted by Anonymous @ 2/11/2005 08:38:00 AM

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Thursday, February 10, 2005

Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

Thu Feb 10, 2005 9:57 AM ET LONDON (Reuters)

A British woman was sentenced to two and a half years in jail Thursday for ripping off her ex-lover's testicle with her bare hands during a drunken brawl after he refused her sex.

Amanda Monti, 24, flew into a rage in May last year after Geoffrey Jones, 37, who had ended their long-term relationship, rejected her advances.

She grabbed him by the genitals, tearing off his left testicle, then hid it in her mouth before a friend of Jones handed it back to him saying "that's yours."

Monti, of Birkenhead, near Liverpool, pleaded guilty to unlawful wounding at an earlier hearing.

Okay, now I understand why Brit got irritated with us. I know that this is disgusting, but I just can't not post it. It is so freaking unbelieveable!

posted by Anonymous @ 2/10/2005 08:13:00 PM

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The Naked Blog

“L’esprit d’escalier” doesn’t really have a phrase with the same meaning in English, but the literal translation is “the wit of the stairs.” It is when you have just walked away from an argument or discussion where you’ve been kind of shocked or stumped, then you think of the perfect thing that you didn’t say, but it is too late; your wit didn't catch up to you until you were already on the stairs.

Tina is actually pretty quick on her feet. I am the one who never thinks of things until it is entirely too late. Also, I was raised by a mother who responds to half of the stuff that I say by responding "well, you should have told them. . ." and spouts off some crazy thing that she would never really say. Even though this really irritates me, I have taken to doing it myself. I try to stop myself, but it is fun to show off how smart you are when not surrounded by idiots and enemies.

Tina and I solidified our friendship by suffering through French I together, so choosing a French phrase for the name of our blog is kind of perfect. We literally spent every M-F together for two months to get through a five credit hour class in summer school. It was one of the stupidest academic choices I've ever made, but I would do it over again in a minute since that is how T and I bonded.

The worst thing about this new blog is that it feels so naked. Le Truth is pink and full of stuff and feels really friendly. This kind of seems like moving to a new house where Tina has painted the walls nicely, but where we left all of our cool shit at our old place and have to start over.

posted by Anonymous @ 2/10/2005 03:52:00 PM

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