My man was singing and humming the National Anthem in the shower this morning. I don’t know what was going on with that. Maybe he felt patriotic?

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Pretty good, bot not as good as the original…

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Question: Do you put your title in first, then write your post? Post first? For me it depends a lot on what I’ve got going on and how much of it is ‘ready to go’ in my head. But then sometimes that is the biggest stumbling block to getting anything written at all. Weird. But tonight is a bit like that. Whatever. On with the show!

So tonight was the second night of the big American Idol Premier. I cannot tell you how glad I am that Idol is back on! I missed it a bit more that is probably normal. But anyhow, it is filled with the usual cast of crazies thinking that they can actually sing. Or folks just wanting (and succeeding) to get on TV. A round up of night one can be found here. You’ll prolly recognize Alexis Cohen from the camera phone shot of my TV from last night. She was just unreal. Un. Real. I think they found a few good ones too… But when it came time to watch tonight I kinda balked that it was two hours again. As much as I love me some Idol 4 hours in two days seemed like a lot. But sure enough when 8 o’clock rolled around there I was watching. But tonight I got creative and did some multi-tasking. I did a load of laundry, ironed my new shirts (OMG I GOT NEW SHIRTS! AND PANTS! FROM Richard! ), and cleaned and organized my closet. But I dropped everything when Renaldo Lapuz auditioned. He is a genius. I wanted to write about more audition tragedy, but I forgot all the others after his powerful song, We’re Brothers Forever.

“I am your brother, your best friend forever
Singing the songs, the music that you love
We’re brothers, till the end of time…”

Okay. I’ll stop now. Next week: San Diego baby!

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Okay, the good news? I am feeling better. I stayed in bed extra long.. I think that shot of Nyquil at 7 in the morning helped with the additional rest… Ya think? It’s nice to be feeling a bit more normal. Don’t get me wrong tho, I am still gonna sit on my ass as much as possible today. Heh. The bad news is that Richard has become this deranged combo of Bree and Martha Stewart. He is walking around humming, muttering under his breath, and singing. Insane, I tell you.

I went downstairs as soon as I woke up. At noon. He already had placed the serving platters, spread out glasses and the wine selection, moved furniture around, and had the warming dishes staged. Every platter had a post-it note labeling what will go in it. Everything staged and ready. Right down to the paper plates and napkins. He walked over to the warming dishes, muttered something, reversed the placement, nodded, and shuffled up the stairs. I think he’s losing it. But I have to say, looking at the staged serving ware, it is going to be a lovely spread. I just hope he settles on a flattering lighting arrangement without too many candles. No one has time to monitor all of that.

I wish I could help more, but it is better I rest. Besides, one of us has to remain sane.

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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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This morning as Richard was getting ready to leave the house he was singing. The singing itself wasn’t so bad, I guess. What was bad was that he was singing a Christmas song. He kept on singing as he moved in to kiss me goodbye. So of course I ducked with my hands over my ears and yelled at him to stop. What would you do?

It turned out he thought that was rude. He then wished me a ‘hateful day’ and left. At least the singing stopped.

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