When I Grow Up, I Want To Be A Fisherman

I've been ranting a lot lately about Jon things, shitty things, and stupid things. In doing so, I realize I sound like a big fat bummer, so its back to fun! Here are highlights from throughout my blogging drought:

Faye and I attempted to go to the Cherry Blossom Festival. That was a mistake. Vienna Metro was lined up to the over pass. Exed the CBF and spent the day roaming Fairfax:

Feeding Geese

We could only find two geese. We probably gave them bloat from too much bread.

Doing my Buffalo thing.I get creative waiting for Faye.Baby Infested Frying Pan Park

We reminisced over old text messages we would get from KC when she worked that that were along the lines of "Sorry I miss your call, I was milking a goat."... "Or driving a tractor."

Piglets... there were dozens!I'm a sucker for Pon Pons.

I have to go buy Incubus tickets and pick Riley up from the kennel now. But I'll be back with more laterz.

The Lazy Bones I'm Living In

I've really sucked at blogging lately. Sorria. I promise I'm going to be better this weekend and post about all the things I have been wanting to say for two weeks now. Lazy has gotten the best of me.

Stupid Things

We all have done and will do an exorbitant amount of stupid things in our life. I did something stupid and I knew it was stupid months before I did it, but I was fine with it because it was my choice. My consequence. My life. I can't justify everything I do because sometimes there is no reason except to fuck around and have some fun. I really don't know what else to say.

I WANT TO BE HER

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-2WDcCT3YeM

Shes like a female Mick Jagger. I'm so obsessed with Juliette Lewis and The Licks. I just can't deny anyone willing to run around in full spandex ensembles. LESBIAN HEART BUBBLES

Check this one out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tOJYNwmPt0&feature=related

Its impossible to see me b/c I'm pretty much a midget, but I was one of the people holding her knees when she kneels up! My claim to fame only.

Unleash the Fury

I have freaking been Ms. Social Butterfly this week. Normally from Monday through Friday I want nothing more than to come home after work and curl up on the couch, but this week life had other plans for me.

First on Monday Joyful and I drove to Silver Spring for a birthday dinner for CG. In our attempt to avoid 495, we took a bizarre route that led us through a maze from Alexandria through Georgetown then around DuPont Circle and then to the ghetto. Thank gosh I had Joyful there because I probs would have gotten way more lost than we actually did not to mention the thousands of tears I would have shed throughout the whole ordeal. I don't know what it is but when I'm lost and all alone I immediately begin cussing like a sailor and crying. Its uncontrollable. We made it to dinner safely and had a great time seeing some girls from LC.

Weezer and Joyful, my lovelies
Birthday Baby - CG

Ghost Face Killer - El Deuce

Blackie-O (her words, not mine) - I love the combo of stripes and a herringbone pattern all in the same colors.

On Tuesday, BGav and I went to see Knowing - new Nicolas Cage movie. Honestly, Nic Cage has severely sucked as an actor over the past few years. What ever happened to the guy from Gone In 60 Seconds? That guy got it on with a dread locked Angelina Jolie! He was the shit! And now Nic Cage is a mediocre, balding (yet desperately trying to hide it), veneer wearing, Hollywood wash up. I really feel bad for him. And that movie. It went in a wwaayy different direction than I thought it was going to but I had a lot of fun with BGav making fun of it! Overall, not recommended.

And last night I just so happened to have tickets to a Caps game (Caps! Caps! Caps!) where TT and I mingles with embarrassingly drunk d-bags in front of us and stared longing at these gorg foreigners across the isle. Being that I am a recent Caps fanatic, I get distracted easily. Why is it that beautiful men flock to hockey? I think its all the testosterone being thrown around with every break out fight (there were THREE! It was awesome!). The game was awesome though. Ovi (Heart Bubbles) scored his 54th goal of the season, Mike Green led the Caps to victory in the 3rd period, and I got a little buzzed off of expensive beer.

During a break between periods, TT and I played this little game of "What your face would look like if..."

You got hit in the face with a puck.

You won a free Chipotle burrito.

There were a few more pics, but these were the funny ones. Funniest part of the night: A recognizable face was sitting in the front row and exploited on the jumbo screen. TT: "Oh my god! Its Nick Cannon! Wheres Miriah!?" Me: "That's Jason Campbell. Quarter back for the Redskins." TT: Confused stares. One of the many reasons why I heart TT.

TT, as usual, looked adorable and even indulged me in a "Sartorialist" moment with her as my subject.

I'm all about that coat! When I told her to wear red because it was a Caps game I was secretly hoping she'd wear that coat. I love the feel of like a plaid robe that's gone fashionable with a large folding collar, bracelet length sleeves, and cinched waste.

Overall its been a very fun week, but now its Thursday and I'm exhausted. TGI-Almost-F!!!

Missing

What: My paycheck. It has arrived consistently on Wednesdays for the past 6 months. Except this week.

Suspect: Jon

Motive: Revenge

Result: Financial Sabotage

Eff My Life

As I was about to get onto Route 50 on my way to work this morning I realized I had forgotten my Dad's parking pass. See, I got tickets to a Caps game at the Verizon Center for tonight but I hate to leave my car all the way in Alexandria and take the metro. So my Dad is letting me use his parking spot since its not far from Verizon. Anyways, realizing I had forgotten the freaking parking pass immediately put me in a tizzy. I could even see myself saying "I'll leave the pass and gate clicker on the table so I won't forget them." I did a quick U turn at the mall and made my way back home only to find that the pass and the clicker were NOT where I had left them! I panicked. I started rifling through the papers and magazines on the table but with no luck. Out of sheer desperation I approached Jon and asked if he knew where the pass and clicker were. He said "No" so I headed back downstairs while frantically calling my parents for help (at this point I knew I was going to be at least 10 minutes late for work). I noticed Jon following me downstairs and I thought to myself "What is he doing? Theres no way hes coming to help me! Thats way too out of character for him!" Then two things happened that made my morning explode into a rage attack. First, Jon lifted up a hat he "just happened" to have thrown on top of the clicker, preventing it from being seen. When I questioned him why he had to put his hat on top of the thing I was looking for he simply said "Because I did." Not wanting to let my sheer hate for him cause me to murder him, I continued looking for the parking pass. Second, Jon coincidentally shook out the magazine that the parking pass was shoved inside. He then followed that with "If you just looked you could have found them." This set me off. I know he hid those things because he knew I would need them! WTF!? By this point I was way late for work (In this office, more than 3 minutes is way late) and now he was pissing me off! We ended the whole experience by screaming hateful and "fuck"-filled things at each other. Isn't it enough that we co-exist? Does he really have to be an asshole? I could freaking scream.