Last night I dreamt I was running from danger of some sort. There was this nice lesbian couple and their young son helping me. We drove, swapped cars, ran through a dump, a neighborhood, and cut through houses and yards.

Weird. 

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I don’t wanna gross anyone out or anything.. But srsly. My iPhone has made me realize that I have some greasy ears. Ew. I know. I don’t remember this from my old phone so much, but with this thing it’s an issue. One phone call and that thing is smeared. Who wants to finger surf like that? I hate it. So now my OCD has kicked in, and I am getting a Kleenex and wiping my ear all day.

I am clearly just mentally ill aren’t I?

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Did you see that? Did a tumbleweed just blow through? Can’t be. It’s winter! Even here in San Diego! But I do have to admit, it has been quiet in this place. I swear, every time I sit down to chat with you all, or type something interesting I just find that I am too tired. Tired and burnt out. To tell you the truth, no matter how ‘easy’ I claim my December to be, it is always the same as far as mental burnout. Something about the holidays, or winter, or my birthday. Something about the whole thing just makes me tired. Plus I hate this month.

Anyhoo. So yeah. Hi! I missed you all. I am sorry for all the link-tastic content. And the You Tubes. How has your December been? Really, I want to know. Does it kinda suck for the non-retail folk too? It has to. I mean unless you are independently wealthy with a staff of your own, I cannot imagine December to be one of the ‘fun’ months. Like July. I love July! It has to be my favorite! And I don’t even like the heat so much! Well, I like it better than I did. Something about a convertible in San Diego made me see the light on that one. So what else? Why was I here up in your face for today? *thinks* .. Hrm. I dunno. I really don’t have a lot to talk about since I am like 90 percent at work lately. I could tell you stories about that but I think we all know the gist of what goes on… selfish, self-important, slobbish, rude, messy.. you know. You see it when you shop!

So, did you know it’s my birthday tomorrow? Srsly. In like 15 minutes I will have aged one more year, officially. I hate that shit. Oddly enough, this year I had to go in to the DMV for the license renewal bit. New picture and prints, right? Well I went thru the whole procedure. I followed all the steps correctly. What did I get in the mail today? My new Driver License. I look like a bloated lesbian. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. But still. Talk aboot fugly. I am contemplating pretending I never got it for a re-take photo. I am quite sure I do not look like that. And I think the photo is too cropped. You cannot even see my hawt new Levi’s. I look good in those!

But enough about that. I was talking about my birthday. It’s tomorrow. But at work they got it into their head to do a singing thing today. Why? I do not know. It was clearly last minute. I don’t eat cake. They got nachos. Would have been fine, but they got beef on them. I don’t eat beef. Ever. Then it turned out to not be beef nachos but carne asada fries. Basically like a nacho but with fries instead of chips. Ew. Kinda gross. But they sang. I served them the fries I wouldn’t eat. Weird. It was all kinda uncomfortable. I do appreciate the gesture tho. I hate having a December birthday. It sucks more than one would think. Every year. Even my parents couldn’t even get a good birthday gig for me that time of year. And, any gift had holiday wrap. Or comics. What the hell with the comic pages? Cheap much? I’d have rather had holiday wrap. Even as a child.

Turns out there is no plan for tomorrow either. I was originally working all day, 12-9… I told Richard I was moving my shift, but he forgot and assumed I’d just be at work. So he asked me what the plan was!? I think he’s taking me to our usual little Mexican place for dinner, since that is what I told him I expected. At least, anyway. No plan for my birthday! Not even a stand-by! Has this happened to you? So now I am having to wake up for an ugly 7 AM start time, with no reason. No dinner plan. Nada. I wish I had kept my 12-9. At least I could’ve slept in.

I fucking hate December. [/self centerd bitch-fest]

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Okay, so remember when I told you that the neighbors across the street moved out? Well yeah, the back story is that the prior resident’s (the college kids, well one of them) mother retained ownership. The last folk were renters. Well the house has been empty the past few days. The carpets were cleaned, but the maid service hadn’t come yet. We figured it’d be empty for a bit, ‘For Rent’ signs posted and all that. Right?

Well, we come home tonight after work and there are candles lit in there. In the dim light we can make out people and furniture. At the very least there is a couch. I figured that the college kids were having a party. Makes sense, they probably still have keys and stuff, to keep watch since mom lives across country or something… Except for the part that from what we can tell these folks look different. The age seems close though.... Hmm. New people. Do we have new neighbors already? If so, why don’t they have power? Why were they up so late? Why were they so loud? Why did that car come by and park in the middle of the street?

These are questions that need answers. Maybe this weekend we will know more. I am still hoping for a nice lesbian couple. Seriously. I fear I may not be getting my wish. I hope that whoever they are, they are at least hawt. 

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The neighbors across the street are moving. This is exciting. I don’t know if anyone remembers, but that is the house directly across the street that used to house the hawt college kids. Maybe someone interesting will move in. These folks weren’t bad, but with the screaming baby and constant stream of in-laws I was getting bored. Not that we want anything too exciting, we already have a potential drug dealer in this court… Maybe a nice quiet attractive bachelor with a home gym in front of the window that he always keeps open while he works out. Or a cute couple we can have over for barbecues.. Gay or lesbian folks would be fun too! Lesbians are sooo cute.

Anyway. See how I procrastinate? Fantasizing about what the new neighbors will be like. I have 3 floors to scrub. I don’t have time for this! 

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Keeping in mind my ADD as well as my OCD… not to mention my tendency to not necessarily exaggerate, but kinda round up.. often alter the reality and timeline of what I say. I offer these tales of my sordid past anyway. I also include their inspiration.

I also sing a little.

This has to be the best podcast ever on dp.com! 

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(Play it REALLY loud for the full effect)

Seriously.. I was ENTHRALLED with the song I heard the first time I walked into The Lamplighter. It was a moment in time that I will never forget. The music pumping, the strangely beautiful lesbian shouting and clapping… the cocktails.. *sigh* I had to have that song. I remembered none of it. So tonight we went back to the bar, Betty in tow (who doesn’t even drink) to recreate the experience. I took a dollar and played four songs that *could* have been it, since I had no idea what they were. The first one was a dud. A slow jam, retro even. Ugh. I was so sad. The next song however started off strong. I had chosen Journey, Touchin’, Lovin’, Squeezin’. I was sure it was it! My song! We listened again (on the next 4 plays for a dollar) and I was positive. We also heard some G ‘n R, Carly Simon, and other random faves. But then I got the idea to buy the ring-tone! I mean if I love the song so much… so I found it and downloaded it. Hmm.

It was not the song we were enjoying. But the bartender insisted through all of our jokes about a mislabeled jukebox… that theirs was a-okay. Huh. So at home, confused, and still thinking Journey.. I googled. I iTunes’d. I am now listening to my new favorite song More Than A Feeling by BOSTON.

Damn lying jukebox. But I still love that bar. I guess you’d say that’s one of its quirks.

UPDATE: Audio moved to VOX.

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So first I had to work. Bright and early, well not bright, actually it is still dark as I arrive for the 6-3 shifts I am plagued with this weekend. So work, work, work… Then I went home. My husband, or maybe it was me… someone was bitchy. I changed, realized I should have showered, pouted, and then went to the couch. As I was about to drop off into a deep sleep, Richard suggested a trip to the bookstore. He is obsessed with Hillary Clinton right now and had to get a third book about her… After that we were hungry, so he decided we should go to a Mexican place I heard about on the radio. The crew on the Star morning show are always going on about the perfect night out. Dinner at Jimmy Carters and drinks at The Lamplighter. So we went to Jimmy Carters for take out, and while we waited I INSISTED on a drink at The Lamplighter. It was *just* what I wanted it to be… Old, retro cute, kinda smelly, and filled with characters. I fell in love with the place. I even took a picture, as you can see if you scroll down. Heh. As we walked in this fabulous butch looking lipstick lesbian type was belting out this great song that of course I cannot remember now… It was a perfect song for the place. She was at the bar, singing, bitching about her shots not coming fast enough. The hawt blonde bombshell bartender brought her a regular sized glass of booze and a beer chaser. Did I mention that at 5 on a Sunday afternoon it seemed to be a total drinker’s bar. They made me the strongest margarita I have had in a long time. And I think I had the only fluffy drink in the place! Apparently they do karaoke in the evenings too. Heh. I’d love to see that. Anyhoo, I was drinking my glass of booze and lime too slow so Richard went out to pick up our order. In the meantime these two guys that had come in a while ago began to discuss whether I had been with with Richard, or if I was on my own. I think it was my little comedy vogue routine I had been doing when the jukebox was blaring Tom Jones ‘It’s Not Unusual’ that had gotten their attention in the first place. Did I mention that my drink was strong? Anyway, Richard returned with the food, and we went home and watched Basic Instinct 2. That movie was so damn hot. I don’t care if it flopped. I LOVE Sharon Stone in that role.... Over played or not. It is so damn sexay! Heh. And now I am up waaaay to late for my final 6-3 shift of the 3 day weekend. Then I will sleep Tuesday, celebrate Richard’s birth on Wednesday, a day early… but the best I could do. Then… well, Butch Walker on the 13th! Hollar!! I have to try to sleep now. Gah!

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Well I had all these things I was gonna write about tonight but my ‘routine’ got in the way. You see, every time I sit down at the computer I have my little ‘routine’. I like to do email, check stats, read blogs, check in on my Vox blog, read Vox blogs, and finish off with the pMachine EE forums. All of which can be taking place while in an active iChat conversation with one or more friends.

Needless to say, today I have forgotten what I was gonna write about. Oops.

There was a Sobriety Checkpoint right outside my mall tonight. I was really glad that it was there, and impressed by how many folks were stopped for further testing.. until I realized that I had to go through it, thus adding ten minutes to my drive home. The officer was really nice though. I think she may have even been a lesbian. Lesbians are so cute! At any rate, we made pleasant banter as she judged me on my sobriety. Nicely done local PD!

But I am up past my target bedtime, so I must say goodnight. 

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I am bored off my ass. I have a few things left to do, but if I rush through it all I’ll have nothing to do tomorrow. Gah! I hate being off the whole weekend by myself. So far today I slept in really late, vacuumed, windexed all the glass furniture, chatted with Shel, got dressed, got my hair cut (I look hawt!), went to the bank, went to Trader Joe’s, and went to Target. I was going to run back out, but there is an event at the stadium and traffic will be bad getting home. Oh, and as an aside… Do not wear the really cute Wonder Woman shirt out in public unless you want to talk to a lot of strangers about Wonder Woman.

So what does that leave on my list? Well, there is a trip to Ralph’s in my near future, as well as the propane tank for the barbecue grill that needs to be filled. I think I can do that at Lowe’s… I’ll probably save those trips for tomorrow, as well as my fact finding mission to the Apple store regarding my up-coming podcast (now that’s exciting!)

Later tonight I will be cleaning out the filter on the fish tank. Don’t you wish your life was as exciting as mine?

By the way, someone really needs to take me to Lips. Seriously! I drove by it today and remembered that some nice lesbian really recommended it.

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