Thanks!

3 09 2009

For the first time ever, I’m pretty sure I know where this one came from. Check out the highlighted one.

Anthony, is that you?

Anthony, is that you?





What am I writing about?

1 09 2009

Seriously. What leads to these? Read the rest of this entry »





Now you’re just fucking with me.

28 08 2009

Seriously?

Read the rest of this entry »





Ummm, hello? Is anybody out there?

25 08 2009

I see you. I’m getting a huge surge in traffic (thank you Jami, love you!) and no comments. What gives?

I get really nervous when people search for my blog by name. I try very hard to keep it anonymous. Today I had one that was lower case and capital banky. If you’re my friend and you read this on a regular basis, you know the address or you bookmark that shit. Don’t stalk me. I don’t like it. Creepsters. Read the rest of this entry »





Most appropriate search term EVER

25 08 2009

I don’t really need to put any words with this. Take that, roofied girls.  Read the rest of this entry »





And there’s a lake…

10 08 2009

Today’s random ass search? Hooker dress. Seriously. I also enjoyed “cure after being roofied” the other day.

Now that I’ve heard the new Brand New song in it’s entirety, I love it. Jesse Lacey writes some of the best fucking lyrics I have ever heard in my entire life. We never are what we intend or invent. Cuz I make little lies and then I pull them apart. I read an interview where Jesse said they focused more on writing this album based on what they want to play live versus what sounds good on an album. Let me just tell you…this is going to be A-M-A-Z-I-N-G live. Just another month and a halfish and I’ll report back on whether that holds up or not. I fought with work’s network all day to be able to listen to it a few times. It’s had 85,000 listens in its first day. We’re obsessive folk, us Brand New fans. It’s available on iTunes tomorrow. I may wait the 44 minutes and see if it posts…

SOMEONE BOUGHT SOMETHING FROM MY ETSY SHOP!! That is awesomeness. It makes me happy.

I think I’m going to start painting again. I bought this adorable strathmore pad that’s 4×4 I think. That would make precious little paintings. I want to start with the idea for my new tattoo. I can see it so clearly in my brain, so I need to get it out. Imgfave has been a huge inspiration to my little creative brain. Whatever is left of it. Speaking of…

I need a logo for my fledgling freelance business. Now, I don’t know about the rest of you designer like folk, but I find it damn near impossible to design for myself, so…halp?

Alright, sleep wins I think. I need it in order to face tomorrow. Ick. Nast.





Finding solutions

7 08 2009

I really want to meet the people who search shit like this.

sharktoasts

I have a feeling they are the same people that end up on TFLN frequently.

Banky texted me last night to tell me his grandfather died, so there would be no going away party. After I made sure he was ok I told him to bring me a present and I would miss him. Because I will. I got a “fo sho” and miss you too out of him. He texted me a picture of a beer from the airport today. He leaves for South Africa in about ten minutes. I am so excited for him and so jealous. He’s going on a charity mission. It’s how we met last year. I missed the cut off date for this year, so I’m hoping I get picked next year. The cause is something I truly believe in.

I’m tired today. I didn’t sleep well. I was on and off all night. I’m not really eating either. Yeah, it’s back to that. I’m trying to be calm and accepting, but it still hurts. I keep obsessively checking my email and my heart sinks a little every time it’s blank. Usually I love being right, this time it just sucks.

Oh well, it’s not like I wasn’t expecting it. There’s only so much hope can do for you, you know?

I have a very long day ahead of me tomorrow. Wall raising for the Habitat house we’re building at work, meeting for a big freelance project, and I have to get my lazy ass going and clean out my desk and put that, the treadmill I never use and maybe the exercise bike rotting in the basement up on craigslist. I’m also headed out of town for some shopping and quality time with Savannah.

For now, I’m going to get through the rest of my day, then go home and smoke some hookah. I’m thinking peach sounds delightful.





There’s a light

6 08 2009

Thank you, universe.

sharkjenny





I still don’t get the internet

2 08 2009

Blog search round up!

  • Hello Kitty ring 2009
  • www.lowercasesandcapitals.com (seriously. you had to google that?)
  • roofied girls (at least once a week)
  • pof people bailing (ha!)
  • you think your smart your not its plain to see (obviously…or you’d have used YOU’RE)

So whenever I get weird searches that lead to my blog, I google them to see what possibly could have lead here. I googled, yahooed and binged Hello Kitty Ring 2009 and got nothing on any of them. It confuses me. POF people bailing lead to a comment on my blog. Our grammatically challenged statement up there lead to this entry. The person that googled the entire blog address is in the running for my favorite. I think Jenny Jones Naked will always hold that title, but seriously. SERIOUSLY.

I am spending the day with Knuckles. We’re going to my FAVORITE childhood eatery and checking out the beach. Yes, beach. I was born in a town with beaches. I kind of miss it. I’m curled up in bed right now in my childhood bedroom. We recently repainted it an icy blue and it’s so bright and airy in here. I still remember when I was four and I had purple walls with ballerina bear wallpaper. A Hello Kitty cutout hung from the ceiling and there were framed pictures of unicorns on the wall. Yep. I was such a girly girl. Now I try to make my bedrooms as beach housey as possible. My room at my other house is turquoise and white. I miss it and my cat.

I haven’t talked to Dinga yet, she’s mad at me because I am clearly siding with Knuckles. Magellan is taking his usual role of good time Charlie and let her tell her side of the story and is blaming her for Dinga being a shithead. I called him out on it, so now I’m on the shit list too. Fun.

Once again I started this blog in the morning and then was interrupted by life. I spent the rest of my day being dragged all over creation by Knuckles. We visited a bunch of people I don’t know and ended up spending some time at the beach. That was awesome. I love being on the water and it sort of recharged me after all the bullshit this weekend has been full of. All I wanted this weekend was to go to fucking Warped Tour and see Bad Religion. Do you think I got what I wanted? Hell no. I got everyone else’s grief, drama and bullshit. Totoro is at some other music fest today with her friends and I’m a little irritated. I know she couldn’t get off work, but still. Jesus. Just once I’d like to not have to take care of my sisters and get to do what I want. Totoro is mad at Dinga for doing the same shit she pulled on me. God forbid I ever have a daughter, I’ll end up killing her.

It’s 9:00 and I am ready for bed. That’s really sad. Today was a beautiful day, perfect weather and the beach. I spent about an hour looking at this. I guess I can’t complain.

beach





We laugh at danger and break all the rules

21 07 2009

Hey, I’m back to almost no readers. AWESOME.

A few things. Someone explain to me why when I google weird things that lead to my blog, according to my stats, my blog never comes up? For example – “rus bbw”. What the hell are you people looking for?! Also, “dad needs band-aid”. Seriously. Why would you need to google that and how would that lead you here? I’m worried about your immortal souls, internet.

More important things. I know a lot of you don’t read this, obviously. I can see that. However, if you do and you can offer ANY help. I’m begging. Pleading. I’m talking whipped cream with a cherry in top, PLEASE!

I have two friends who live in Louisville. They are two of the nicest people you could ever hope to meet. They opened their home and hearts to me and treated me like they’d known me their entire lives. I met them through Woodership Down when we went on our epic Lucero weekend back in April. They are stranded in the mountains of West Virginia with $26, a busted head gasket, a $565 mechanic bill (that didn’t fix shit) and no place to stay/short amount of supplies. They created a facebook group asking for help. Being the kind of people they are, they are content with just a positive thought or quick prayer. If that’s all you can offer, please give it. If I were in this position, I’d have lost my shit by now. They are handling it with grace and humor and the utmost humility. I know if the situation were reversed, they’d do anything they could to help. So please, just think about it. You can contact me via lowercasesandcapitals@live.com

In more positive news…. THE FAIR IS THIS WEEK!!! I already warned Poprocks that we are going. I want to remind him of the delicious white trash he left behind. Welcome back to the real America, my love. Corndogs. Lemon shake ups. Bad tattoos. Mullets. Sugar waffles. Tractor pulls. FARM ANIMALS. I love the fair. Un-ironically.  (I have to clarify all of the things I love, that I shouldn’t to Toast. Like Lynyrd Skynyrd). FAIR! I think Wifey and perhaps Savannah will join us. I am SO EXCITED. Of course, I am a huge fan of any place that offers me a variety of fried foods. And the people watching…sweet baby jesus. If you’re interested in joining the madness, let me know.

UPDATE – My friends have been rescued! For the most part. They’re at least being taken home, broken truck and all. A lot of people love those two. I can only hope I inspire the same type of friendship…but we all know better. ;)








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