unraveling the enigma...sorta
Hey, Lady! Do I Know You?
I hate people who think they know me because somebody told them something or they read something. You don't know shit about me so step the fuck off. Don't make comments to me like you're my friend. You aren't. Do I talk to you? No. Have I hung out with you? No. Do you know my phone number, my real email, my favorite color? Fuck, what's my name? You don't know? Then shut the fuck up!
You fucked one of my siblings. You don't know me. You were or are married to one of my siblings. You don't know me. You've known my family longer than I have. What the fuck do you want a cookie? You don't fucking know me. You've seen me around. And? You're realted to me, but haven't a clue of one of the simplest facts about me? You don't know shit about me. You're a friend of someone who thinks they know me. Ha! You know less about me than the garbage man.
I am not antisocial. I just don't hold conversations with people I dislike. I don't go around them. I don't smile in their face. I don't speak to them. I have no need to.
I do not hate people. I hate stupid people there's a difference.
I do not hate being asked questions. I hate being asked stupid questions. And do NOT come at we with that dumb as shit line: "There are no stupid questions." I wanna find the guy who said that shit and beat him until his brains show. That line only applies to small children and classroom situations. If you have facial hair, you are too gatdamn old to be asking stupid questions! Use the resources at your fingertips including the damn encyclopedia!
I do not hate intellectuals. I hate pseudo-intellectuals. I also hate people with no gatdamn common sense. Where the fuck have you been? Leave the stacks, come out the library, and live a little.
I do not dislike people with little to no social graces. I just prefer to like them from afar.
And to anyone thinking of telling me: 'hate is a strong word,' 'you don't mean hate,' and/or 'you shouldn't use the word hate.' Yes it is. Yes I do. and Fuck off! I hate people who try and censor me. This is my motherfucking blog, my damn thoughts, beliefs, and opinions, and if you don't like it click the damn 'x' and fucking leave.
And if you think anything I said was a joke, YOU DON'T KNOW ME!
PhillyKat at 7:41:00 PM |
One of my oldest friends said to me "We're all shocked you're still in here." No one is more surprised than me that I still live in Philadelphia. I hated here as a child. I wasn't thrilled when I was a teen, but I realized it was my 'hood and not the city for the most part. They city politics changed and kill a nigger day was no longer acceptable. (I'm not joking) In the 80s there were still blocks that certain races couldn't walk down and it could just be a block from your house. Anyway, as an adult, Philadelphia is home, but I'm tired of it. It's a worn, old, ratty sweater that needs to go in the trash (or made into something if you're one of the bedazzler crew).
I'm thinking the only way I'll find a job west is to move there and look. I can't afford to hire someone to look for me. I've gone to one of those people before anyway. They wanted me to do the searcing. I was like wtf am I paying you for? I wish I knew of a reputable place where the employer pays, but I don't.
Oh well. The way I'm feeling right now.......mmmm big mouthed bunny bout to make a comeback for real.
PhillyKat at 3:10:00 AM |
PhillyKat at 12:08:00 AM | Dead People Make Too Much Money
I'm so tired of seeing dead celebrities everywhere I go. It's alright in old movies (or new ones as the case maybe). I don't really mind some marketing ploys if they are done well with class and tact. But if I see Elvis one more time this week, I may have to scream and slice some tires. And it's only Tuesday! (I'm including Saturday though technically it's belongs to the previous week.) But at least most Elvis fans were fans of his when he was living. Or were raised to be fans by their fan parents (kinda like the Dead Head generations).
What I am tired of is this need in hip hop to make dead rappers/singers into icons. The music industries marketing machine is annoying me to no end. I think there may be more postumous Tupac albums than living ones. Today, I read that there will be a Tupac clothing line called Machiavelli. The fuck? And I know Biggie Smalls is more famous now than he was living. When he was alive I, a little to no rap listening individual, didn't even know who the hell he was..not really. He was the fat boy who could barely breath (or speak) in that damn speed boat in a video. Now heavy metal kids who hate rap know who he is. Why is that? How much more money can Sean "Poppapiddlypuffthemagicdragondiddlypuff" Combs make off of recycling this man's vocals? I mean gatdamn does rest in peace mean nothing to this asshole?
This brings me to Aaliyah. Aaliyah. Aaliyah. Aaliyah. What I am about to say will piss the shit out of a few or 2 of you and I don't care. You know what you can do. Build a bridge and get over it. And that's what I am about to say regarding girlie. She's dead! It's a shame. It was tragic. She was young. NEXT! Most people I know who are on the Aaliyah tit bandwagon barely listened to the girl when she was alive (present company excluded or included I really don't know). They didn't have one gatdamn cd. They couldn't name one damn song of hers that wasn't a single. But now! Now, they are all her biggest fucking fans. They've loved her since whenever. Bitches please. And you know what? Her last cd (that one with Rock the Boat on it) sucked. Yeah, I said it, it sucked. I gave the thing away and yes she was deceased when I did it. I only really like 2 or 3 Aaliyah songs and I think 2 of them are from soundtracks. My point? Move on. Just move the fuck on! If you can't move on, just stop trying to take me for a ride with you. And by the by, celebrating someone's date of death (as opposed to birth) is morbid and twisted. Why don't you pick a good milestone like the date she/he released her/his first top 10 single or something like that? Something to help your rememberances be positive.
I'm not saying don't remember your favorite artists. What I am saying is let them rest for God's sake. Playing someone's song after they're dead is fine. Releasing a cd of new or revamped songs is just fucked up. It's sick. It's big business (and unfortunately family) pimping out someone they had on contract And you fans who claimed to love these celebrities so damn much are the johns.
disclaimer edit: I will not debate you over my opinion. I will not argue with you over my opinion. I will just say if you are fuming, it's because something I said rings true for you and you don't want to admit. Get the fuck over it.
PhillyKat at 11:55:00 PM | Someone has got to read this weeks "Watch With Kristen" besides me. Well not the full thing. Just the bit the shows how ignorant Pa.ris Hi.lt.on is...I didn't want to call her stupid, but damn! Her buddy, Ni.co.le Ri.ch.ie (Li.one.l's daughter) isn't much better. Alright, let me cp the good bits from a press conference for their new Green Acres type reality tv show (courtesy of eonline).
-Pa.ris thinks Wal-Mart is a place that sells walls
-the girls wore designer duds to man the farm because they looked "supercute
-Nicole dropped out of college because she was "over it...whatever"
The girl's also informed the press that People work. Hard. For a living. Pa.ris had a point: she didn't go to college because she "doesn't need to." If I were an heiress I wouldn't either. Or I'd just be having fun taking the ish I wanted. Screw a degree! N.or.m Mc.Do.nal.d cornered the girls interrupted an interview by asking Paris how much money her family made. It was Ni.co.le he really irritated.
N.or.m: "Isn't Li.on.el Ri.ch.ie a black guy?"
P.ar.is: "She's black!"
Ni.col.e: "I am black!"
N.or.m: "You're black?"
Annoyed, Ni.co.le went back to her interview, but being the persistent bastard I've grown to love Norm was undetered.
N.or.m: "Did you get in any trouble because you're black?" [The girls were on a farm in Arkansas.]
Ni.co.le: "No! You're so rude."
N.or.m: "I thought hillbillies didn't care for black people."
Ni.co.le: "They love me."
P.ar.is: "They love her."
N.or.m: "Because you're not black!"
Ni.co.le: "Yes, I am black."
N.or.m: "Is your mother black?"
Ni.co.le: "Yes, she's black. Do you want to ask her if she's black? This woman's black [pointing to another partygoer], do you want to ask her?"
Now, I thought her mom was the woman Lionel had that affair with before/after Brenda kicked his ass. There is a happy plastic surgeon out there somewhere that was made very happy by that family.
PhillyKat at 10:56:00 PM |
29 May 1903 - 27 July 2003
"Thanks for the memories."
PhillyKat at 4:00:00 PM |
Somebody tell Joshua "JC" Chasez to stop singing my gatdamn clothes off please! I was sitting here chilling, "For the Girl Who Has Everything" by *Nsync shuffles on and suddenly my tee shirt if all the way over thar. And and both of my bra straps (tha hell *Nsync dun been followed by "At Last" by Etta James...I need me a man or toy or something) are hanging down.
Gawd I hope his cd is good. He's pushed back the release date 'til October. My ban on buying new cds may be over by then.
PhillyKat at 12:19:00 AM | Randomness: It's a gift
Well, I sat down here to do one thing and I wound up doing something else. Isn't that just the way? I'm supposed to be working on this place, but instead I was over at Conundrums & Sh*t playing with colors and pictures. I don't know what happened. It use to be so bright and cheery, now I dunno. rt: I need a button for C&S any volunteers (any = Justin, Damo, J)? Brian says the new colors look like August. They look rather Octobery to me.
Alright I may need one more judge for The Ghetto Awards. Any volunteers for that?
You know what I was thinking the other day? No? Thought you were clarivoyant. Guess that's why you no 'caaaall me nooooow' huh? Anyway, I was looking at....um I dunno the title. Luke Wilson, dude from SNL, tall dude thats not Vincent D'Onofrio were in it. One of their girls was at home watching porn waiting to have a 3 way. I started thinking what would I do if my man told me that he wanted to get into swinging or something like that. I admit to voyeuristic tendencies, but I can't handle that shit. I'd be asking people for blood work and medical histories. I wouldn't be able to trust him because I'd be thinking he had a 3 way during lunch with Debby and Diana (or worse yet Diana and Donald). Sorry, my bi-folks but a sister just ain't that enlightened. There are things I just can't have in my bedroom, or bathroom, or kitchen, or... In yours is fine. In mine is not. To me that's grounds to break up and not to make up either.
"Dumb Dumb Cakes for Everybody" just popped in my head. I really like that title. I'm gonna have to write something up about that. Something else that I will inevitably not finish. I hate me sometimes. If you don't know what DDCfE is go to my Friday 5 post, but don't check Friday cuz I didn't do it until Saturday. What? It was still technically Friday night.
edit: I have the volunteer for the awards. Thanks anyway.
PhillyKat at 11:46:00 PM |
addition: it's almost 3:30am est and I'm on my way to bed. I just refreshed Beer Mary at Rant-o-Rama to check on the blogging. I'm glad I did. I present to you The Flying Cat.
Warning: Some cat lover's may find this disturbing, unless your humor is sick like mine. Hee!
PhillyKat at 1:02:00 AM |
The animal posts are making me a little sad. You guys know about my mom and the death grip she placed on my pets. I'm jealous. I've been wanting to go get a pet for some time now. I just can not afford it. Plus, I want to move. Moving + kitty expensiva does not for a happy time make. Not to mention my allergies. My eyes swell shut and my throat starts to close. I had had 6 cats and 5 dogs before the allergy developed. One of my cats bit the hell out of me one day as I was laying on the floor. I had a mass about the size of a silver dollar right underneath the skin for a little over a month. I think some how the kitten, not sure which one it was, injected me with something. Odd huh?
I've also been having a click fest from Suburbia. I've registered Conundrums & Sh*t. It's a forum warehouse of sorts. Big ups to Adam for starting it. I've been picking his brain and he has been so sweet cuz y'all know I can be slow.
I'm in the process of changing (well planning) all 3 sites. My first plan is to move my entire site here to my hush page. That way everything will be on one page and I can use templates with frames without having a banner. My 2nd plan is to use my netfirms account for stupid things I (and Shelby) have thought up. The 2 things I know for sure are The Ghetto Awards and The Doctrine of the Supreme Unhinged aka My friend Karl. I'm gonna need at least 3 layouts for that. One for the main page and one for each section. With everything I am doing (and trying/wanting) to do, this is gonna take me awhile. I hope you can wait for it.
**If you are a judge for the Ghetto Awards, expect your ballot shortly.**
PhillyKat at 12:46:00 AM | Friday 5
1. If your life were a movie, what would the title be? Dumb Dumb Cakes For Everybody
2. What songs would be on the soundtrack? "Keep Your Hands to Yourself" by the Georgia Satellites
3. Would it be a live-action film or animated? Why? live action. my life is animated enough w/o having singing mice and tapping cats
4. Casting: who would play you, members of your family, friends, etc? I'd play me of course. Matter of fact, everyone would play themselves. It would be a low budget indie documentary on stupidity and how I'm the Pied Piper for Speschul Kidz
5. Describe the movie preview/trailer. Picture it: A short yellow bus rides up with all type of people getting on from every walk of life, but the bus never fills up. Then I say, "Fasten you chin straps it's gonna be a bumpy ride." Then the bus peels off and you see people's faces on the bus looking horrified. A close up of the license plate that says 'Dumb Dumb Cakes'. Then a big hand smacks down and the words 'For Everybody' pops up as the hand moves.
PhillyKat at 1:41:00 AM | I just let out the biggest belch. I just ate a stromboli (my first this year) big enough for 3 meals. Alright, I didn't eat all of it but most of it. I've never done that before. I was starving. hee I had no intention of starting this way, but hey, to quote Mya, "Whateva Bitch! What ev ver."
I have a new saying/phrase, well 2. One is kinda from Tia. It was misheard by mouf. Tia said, "I could just blow stuff up." Mouf heard 'I could just roast a fuck.' So, when I'm ueber pissed and/or someone(s) are irking me down to my soul, I announce how I could just roast a fuck. It usually makes me giggle and I immediately feel better.
The 2nd came from Shelby, where she got it I do not know. It's to be used when people just can't get over something or have taken something the wrong way, but you feel no need or wanting to explain yourself or apologize. The phrase is 'build a bridge and get over it.' I simply LOOOOOOOOVE that.
I pledged to sponsor Mary today (uh a few minutes ago actually) in the blogathon. I really can't afford it, but I wanted to. Next year I'm so doing the blogathon. Hopefully, I'll have readers that actually leave comment so I will know if they will pledge. *x fingers* I still would want to blog for children charities or cancer. If I did children I would do *Nsync's Challenge for the Children. I think they do a really great thing and make it fun for fans and celebs alike. They earned $3.5 million dollars this weekend for children's charities and love 'em or hate 'em, you can't deny that's one helluva thing. Yeah, they're millionaires and could give money to charity anonymously (I'm sure they do if only for tax purposes), but they don't have to help children and don't have to give us a chance to watch celebs make complete fools out of themselves. Gawd we had such a good time last weekend. Quite frankly, it didn't really have all that much to do with celebs, but if CFTC didn't exist we wouldn't have been there together right? Right. (sidebar: J people emailing me saying they coming next year. *quoting Mya silently to myself*
Well, it's taken about 2 hours for me to ramble all that out. So, I'm done. So, now it's your turn. Say something. I mean you don't write. You don't call. "You don' send me flowers. You don't sing me love songs. You barely talk to me anymore."
PhillyKat at 10:52:00 PM | Oh I forgot.
Earlier I read that the first round of internet subpeonas have been sent. Yes, the RIAA is really suing people. Primarily, they're just scaring the shit outta people. The big thing to me is that they accessed people's computers. The RIAA themselves isn't even prepared because they didn't think that ISPs would give out user information. Here read it for yourself.
*wow I entered this with 4 secs to spare*
PhillyKat at 11:59:00 PM |
I can't just sit back and try to find a dream job or one that fits into my all too empty schedule. I need one faster than fast. I mean stat is too slow. ASAP is a snails pace. Are you catching my drift?
I need to find a job (preferably in the Las Vegas area, but I'm not holding my breath) and a place to live. My plan is to sell my house as is. I ain't fixin' shit! Then take that money and run. I have to make sure that I have somewhere to run to though. Can I spend a week at your place? lol
I've actually started applying to the casino's in Atlantic City. I'm no fan of New Jersey, but I'm thinking that I should be able to transfer to another casino if it's a chain like Bally's. Or to oen owned by the same parent company or companies. At any rate I hope to be out of Philadelphia by December.
PhillyKat at 11:42:00 PM | Harlemm won! Color me shocked. Happy but shocked.
PhillyKat at 11:34:00 PM | Wish that I had logged in to talk to you guys over 2 hours ago. That way you would be about to read something funny (or at least fun) about our (Tia, J, and myself) trip to South Beach, Miami. TRIVIA: The drink SoBe is named for South Beach. Just know that I had a great time. J is such a boy magnet. END TRIVIA We had guys coming back, back, forth and forth. *Joooooosssssshhhhhh* SIKE! But she just doesn't play the shit on tv (read: internet).
Like I said, I wish you were reading about Joey's "luscious Italian ass." Instead you're gonna read back to reality. There goes Eminem in my head again. I'm just gonna cp a convo I was having with Tia in IMs. The names have not been changed because, well, I just don't give a shit.
kat: mouf telling ......oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh she about to be the fuck on out my house. is michelle awake?
tia: tellin what and no she goin to bed
kat: she dont know the relief she just brought to me. pls ask her to call me on my cell phone when she gets a moment tomorrow
kat: i need to know if i need to speak to a lawyer to throw stephanie out
tia: ok but who is mouth and what they say?
kat: mouf is stephanie
tia: what she say now?
kat: i'm trying to watch last comic standing and she is constantly talking. so i just yelled out 'stephanie shut up' so she hits me with the line she hit u with 'u need to stop saying shut up cuz its rude and ignorant'
tia: yeah i remember that
kat: i said sometimes its the only way to get thru to u cuz u don't listen. and talking thru something when someone is trying to watch it is rude and ignorant. she had the nerve to say "no it isn't cuz you can watch a rerun." so i said "not everything is repeated" not to mention reality shows are not repeated
kat: she still trying to say she's not rude and ig. so i say oh yeah i forgot it's always everyone else. you never do anything wrong, though you're the 1 common denominator in all your problems.
tia: smh
kat: so this whore says, as per usual, "No, that's you." i started laughing and said "thanks for proving me right." "I didn't prove you right. You think you're shit don't stink. You never have." My response: "And you been jealous of my shit since I was a little girl." She said something smartassed. I just said "Stephanie, you know what you can do...." I shut up cuz I just made up my fucking mind
tia: lmaoooooooooooooooo
kat: She kept talking said something and ended with "There's a lot of things I can do." I just let that hang there. Not tippig my hand
kat: now she keep trying to start a conversation.
tia: lmao
kat: since she came thru the door yesterday she has gotten on my last fucking nerve
tia: damn shame
I've had it. It's time for me to get out of this city and rid of Stephanie. The further, the better! And as quick as possible! This house is gonna be up for sale as is as fast as I can do it.
PhillyKat at 11:03:00 PM |
Bored Now
Bored during half time
The performers suck much ass
Wish they would shut up.
Needing Drinks
They make me wanna
Drink 'til they sound good to me
Ow, my head hurts now
Shirt On
Put yo' shirt back on
Seen more meat on a chicken breast
Get you a sammich
Shirt On II
Put yo shirt back on
Can I rub your stomach for luck
Budha belly boy
Shirt On III
Put yo shirt back on
Do you need one of my bras
You look so nasty
PhillyKat at 1:48:00 AM | I'm Baaaaaack!!!!
Got a tale or 2 to tell but it's goona hafta wait. I can barely keep my eyes open. Peace
PhillyKat at 6:36:00 PM | Brief Vacay.
Leaving today at 6:10pm est on a flight to Miami. My first flight since July 2001. I'm a little scared but not alone. Flying has never been a great love of mine, but I was never scared. Atleast Tia and J will be to my right.
See you guys late Monday or Tuesday. I'm taking the digi cam so hopefully I'll have some good pix to share.
Peace,
Kat
PS If for some reason it rains everyday, you will be hearing from me earlier.
PhillyKat at 4:05:00 AM | You know I've gone through a shitload of trouble with comments. I'd appreciate someone aside from Justin (ty btw) and sometimes J use them. Yes, Sammy, that means you too.
PhillyKat at 12:22:00 AM | OMG! The current post on Vermilion: House of Ill Refute made me laugh so hard my headache came back! Go follow directions.
PhillyKat at 1:03:00 AM | Do Me a Favor and Shut the Fuck Up!
Incessant yammering. Bitch Bitch Bitch. Moan Moan Moan. SHUT THE FUCK UP! God! Another day ends with my having the headache of life from being imprisoned in a car with mouf bitching and complaining stupidly. Incessantly. Insipidly. She's a power trippy control freak. When they don't get their way, they bitch. When you don't want to hear it, this one pretends she was talking to herself. That song from The Music Man is in my head again.."Talk alot. Peck a little bit." Big ass chicken! Perdue would like to get his hands on those breasts. Then again she doesn't sound like a chicken. She sounds like a little bitch ass dog. yip! yip! yip!
I'm guessing the only time her mouth is closed is when there's a dick in it. Oops sorry penis. Shit, probably not even then. The bitch is a mouth breather. She's not quiet when she eats because her mouth is open. It's just disgusting. And that's if she's not talking. Remember the Carnival Cruise Line theme Kathy Lee Gifford use to sing? Early in the morning, early in the evening ain't we got talk? um....I mean ...ain't we got fun? UGH! I've suddenly thought of Cartman. "Eat shit! Eat shit and you die!" AND DON'T DROP YOUR SHIT IN MY MUTHA FUKKIN SOUP!
Everybody's trynta bring me down. Some people just hate when people (read: I'm) having a good day. It's like the Creator gets on his celestial cb to Michael and says, "Breaker. Breaker. 1-9. Kat's having a good day today. Send someone in to break that up. You copy good buddy?" "Roger. Send someone in to shit in her soup and rain on her parade? Or will one be enough? Over." "Just shit in her soup. That'll get her. Over" "Shit in her soup. I have just the person. Michael over and out." Tha hell?
I refuse to believe I did something in a past life to warrant my trials and tribulations in this one. There's no fucking way. My back is damn near perforated with all the stab wounds and people are always trying to bully me and wipe their shitty shoes off on my face. Punkass muthafukkaz! One day I'm just going to go midevil or grim reaper (always wanted a sythe) on someone's ass. It's just not a brilliant idea. Fucking with a crazy bitch who collects knives. It's just not a good idea.
EDIT 12:12AM: My dumbass sister has started a fire to bbq. I came up from the basement and there was a fire blazing outside. What the fuck is wrong with her? Any psychologists out there? Do you need a subject for your next book? Let me know.
PhillyKat at 11:31:00 PM |
You're listening to Drum Boogie featuring Gene Krupa on drums. I'm not sure if this is his band playing, Kay Kaiser's, or someone elses. I figure as long as I have classic stars from the 30s and 40s up (I'm going to change a couple because I forgot someone important), I should have the music that goes along with them. So you guys have Ella Fitzgerald, Peggy Lee, and Bennie Goodman to look forward to. (I can hear those mute buttons being clicked now.) Screw y'all!
PhillyKat at 2:19:00 AM |
rt: I went thru and pulled out clothes for Miami......rt in a rt: alright hold up! I have my tv muted. I think angie Stone is in the hot chick. Dang it is Angie. Well, it is an Adam Sandler movie, but starring Rob Schneider. Ew. and tried on some things..... All my pants are too big. *cheese* I bought them 3 years ago. *Squeeeee* end rt
Alright, I'm listening to Lenny, PShiddy, Pharell and Loon again. Me like to shake my money maker....that may become truer than I know now.....to this. chorus (Lenny): Drop everything when you walk in the door. Free yourself up. Get your ass on the floor. Be a maniac loose control. Get naked! Strip down to your soul. Strip down. Show me some more. Is that all you got? You got ta make me believe it girl. I LOVE IT. I think the Neptunes had to do this. The beats are too Chad.
I love the Justin song that is on here. I already had the snippet of it and knew it was Sean John. Unfortunately, Bouncy is on here too. I just told Brian she's like herpes. Just when you think she's gone, she flares back up. Gatdamn boomerang girl. Mary J is also on here to bring drama. What? You know Mary is dramaful. Even when she saying "No More Drama" that bia has drama. Diva!!!!
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I checked email today. I received one from BJ (get your minds out the gutter....I know yall...all short yellow bus riders so quiet down!) from VermilionX - House of Ill Refute. Don't you just love that name? Anyway, she complimented my "...twisty cranium innards!" Now did she nail me (not in that push push in the bush type of way) or did she nail me (in that she got my number and pegged me sorta way)? I am so obvious. I've lost my mystique. My mystery has vanished. My Enigma-esque is gone. Not really but what the hell, it was worth a try.
**It took me over an hour to enter this entry. I've got Shelby disease.**
PhillyKat at 1:48:00 AM | I had on a skirt today but I took it off because Mouf had on the same exact colors and I didn't want to look twinish. I put on another pair of jeans and they were big too. As a matter of fact I realized a couple of hours later that i could actually pull them down without unfastening them. Yeah, tmi, but I was happy about that.
I showed Tia and she was all proud of me. She told me she could see it in my face. I can't see ish. That felt good. I wish I had told her 2nd or stopped when I did. I showed Michelle, who has in the past 2 years gained alot of weight, and what did the LSW (licensed scoial worker) and counselor say? "Yeah let me know when the [breasts] go down. And your shirts aren't tight." *slice* "What?" She reiterated and added something to the effect that it would be something when my shirts start hanging off me. *stab* Then, she went to adjust my tee, which was hanging off me..go figure, and said "Hmm I guess they are hanging off." *dazed and confused*
Now, for those of you who don't know. I have big...no large...no huge breasts. Not outrageously large. I wouldn't be in Guiness Book of World Records. And they run in my family on both sides. My mother wasn't small in that area and neither were my grandmoms. Michelle, however, is flat. So, I don't know wtf she thinks she's talking about. And about my shirts being tight. I don't wear tight clothing. I never have. I will buy something too big before I buy something tight. I never really like bringing attention to myself because I've always gotten it and it tends to make me uncomfortable.
That was almost like talking to my mom again just not as painful. No one is that good. Needless to say, I won't be sharing anything else I think is good news with her. When I'm up, I'd like to stay that way and I don't need anyone shitting in my soup.
PhillyKat at 2:29:00 AM | Mitten's tries his paws at organized crime.
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Tomorrow....nix that..... Today, I'm going to a family BBQ. Yea me! Imagine a face with a blank stare. Imange the left eyebrow raising as the eyes roll and the mouth opens in a wispy sigh. Yeah, that's me! I may steal away to my brother's office and log in just because apparently I have a USB port instead of a .....pick an orifice. rt: Does this dude in Jane's Addiction think he's Freddie Mercury?
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You know what has come to my attention? That people on the internet are crazier than I thought. See, it's alright when you have to deal with crazies one at a time or even a crazy threesome. The internet has allowed crazy fucks to find each other and I'm not sure how I feel about that. BeerMary is closing (or hmm perhaps not) because she's received harrassing emails and comments because she clearly stated she didn't want bigoted or racial remarks made on her site. Tha hell? I didn't know a declaration needed to be made. Apparently, people felt the need to go the Klan route and bitch about free speech. How pathetic. Opps! She's reposted and asked people not to stick up for her. Damn, I just have never been good at doing what I'm told. *Bad individualist *slap hand* Bad!
rt2: Lumidee's video is on. They mixed her voice lower than hell in this joint. Suddenly the volume went down. LMAO. They must've listened to her sing and went "Uh Uh Uh-Oh" (remix version). I heard she made a statement about her singing saying it was off key on purpose. My question is what happened to the rest of the cd. My review was posted last month. end rt2
rt3: Anyone else think the dude in the KitKat commercial dancing in his office is one of Hammer's old backup dancers? I think he may have been dude with all that crazy hair. end rt2
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It's been cool the last couple of days and I haven't exercised. I'm angry at myself. I haven't really worked out since getting out of the hospital due to fear and uncertainty. Then it just got too damn hot. I have to excuse now. Guess what? I went to put jeans on that just came off the line. You know how tight they can be? Well they weren't. They're hella loose. I'm happy as shit, but now I'm thinking.....fuuuuuuck I'm gonna look bummy in Miami! Gah! I've no idea how anything else is gonna fit. Funny thing is I don't see any loss. I swear my breast are getting bigger. My back certainly thinks it. Anyway, Yea me!!!!!!!
rt4: A White Stripes video is on. I like the bass line but not much else. I'm not really listening to the words. I'm not really into them, but I can say one thing about them is that their video's have been quite visual.
rt5: Why don't I particularly like ColdPlay. There's one song I like and that's it. I think it's Chris Martin's voice. I don't know. rt in and rt: I don't particularly like John Mayer either and don't know why. I really should like him. I like his voice. I like the lyrics of his songs. His voice doesn't irk. But you put him all together and, feh. That really does bother me more than even I know I think. I mean afterall, my body is a wonderland. Yes, Zac I know, my left boob is a wonderland in and of it's own. end rt in an rt I think I know what it may be about Cold Play. All their songs sound like I should be crying. They're like 2 steps above Norah Jones and you know how much I just *extreme sarcasm alert in 3-2-1* love me some Norah Jones. Ugh! Just the *yawn* mention of *yawn* her name *zzzzzzzzzzzzz
PhillyKat at 4:58:00 AM | Welp, I couldn't get the frames I needed for my layout to work with netfirms. Adam helped me with frames. Big ups to him.
Anyway, how do you like my *.gifs ala Justin? I think they're great! Brian thinks the bg is too dark, but I likey. If frames would've worked, you'd be reading this on my main page in a silver window. Don't count me out yet. I've got a little bit of a surprise going on in a few months.
Anyway the big mouthed bunny is gone. I understand he scared some of you wussies. Damn shame!
PhillyKat at 11:33:00 PM |
It should look something like this, except with piccies on both sides. Instead it looks like this. I despise netfirms with a passion unending.
PhillyKat at 5:22:00 AM | Animals or bust. or
When was the last time you cleaned that litter box?
I just finished laughing at Moose, a St. Bernard with a butt or spine of rubber. For a big dog he certainly gets himself into odd positions. He's usually laying on a man too. Hmm
Look at his baby picture:
Doesn't he look like he's sporting a serious hangover? He was out with his dawgs after work. "Aww the bitches. The bitches."
rt: Alright my mind just wandered to Pluto, a friends bichon, that use to fuck a stuffed cow. I hated Pluto. That damn dog ate my glasses. All $200 of them. The only justice I felt was when he had difficulties shitting plastic. Yes, I may be mean, but.....shit I'm mean fuck it the gatdamn dog jumped up on a table and ate my frames! He did that shit on purpose.
**Disclaimer**
I linked Moose because you know I like to link animals but he actually got me thinking about other stuff and that's what this post is about. Nothing I'm saying reflects or Moose or any of the other animals I've posted on here before. That should be obvious because it's not like I go visiting net people homes to see how they treat their pets, but I know some net people have the comprehension skills of a mollusk so...
Click here to finish my bamble or just look at the pix by clicking the links, or just move on.
Hip Hop Bunnies
2 of my favorites:
Paws Up
El Gato, my feline counterpart
PhillyKat at 6:51:00 PM | SERENITY NOW! SERENITY NOW! SERENITY RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!
I am hungry because I haven't eaten in 24 hours. I was going to get food My asshole sister asks if I want a tuna hoagie because she was going out. She leaves at 8:30p; I figure she'll be back no later than 10p. I know it's late but I'd waited that long to eat so I figured whatever. I got busy and didn't realize it was past 10p. (I hate that about me. I forget to eat and get really hungry (and feel sick) almost ravenous and eat almost anything.) I baked some tofu (yeah tofu) but it was only a little bit. Plus, I think it was going bad so I through most of it out and put plan 2 into the oven. Enter Mouf 3hrs and 10mins after she left sans food:
"Good thing I wasn't waiting for a tuna hoagie, huh?"
"You didn't say you wanted it."
"Yes I did. You asked, 'Do you want a tuna hoagie?' And I said, 'Ou yeeaaah a tuna hoagie."
This heffa lump says to me, "That's not a yes." I say it's a yes to you any other time. So she just says, "hmm well." Tha hell? Trust me when I say I will remember this, I will remember this!
In the meantime..... (I'd change names but it really makes no dif considering everyone knows whos going anyway)
Pop Quiz: If J were here about 20 minutes ago, I would've a) wrapped my fingers around her neck, b) hit her hard with something, c) blessed her out, d) all of the above? I'm not sure right now, but I can tell you that 20 minutes or so ago, the answer would have been d. Not to bore you with details but Tia and I spent I dunno how long searching flight information. I, myself, went through 132 different itineraries. Why? Because a) someone made it a point to want to be on the same flight since hers was connecting through Philadelphia; and b) after I told her to stop booking due to cheaper flights she misunderstood and didn't. So, we were trying to find the same flights.
Coming from Miami she said she was on the 11:50a flight. Unless IM ate her messages, she didn't mention that it was a non-stop to her hometown, unlike her originating flight. Didn't mention that no matter what, she wasn't going to be on a return flight with us. So, Tia and I are stuck in middle seats on a morning flight that neither one of us wants to be on because we were trying to be on the same flight as J. The 24 hr cancellation window is over and even if it weren't, neither of us have the $100 reissue fee. So, yeah, we're stuck.
Best bet: Check in as early as possible and see if I can reserve the exit rows on both legs. Until then, all I can do is keep checking to see if an aisle or window opens up. Meanwhile, I'm hoping..nay praying that USAir has overbooked and ask for volunteers to give up their seats. If so, Tia is by herself. She knows though so it's cool. She has to be at work 9am the next morning. Poor Tia.
It's been an hour since I started this. I feel better. I think we just may make her ass sleep on the air mattress.
PhillyKat at 11:58:00 PM | Some people have just too much time on their hands. Thank God! Check out The Cat
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Justin is making me a new layout based on an idea of mine. I have no idea what he's doing. From time to time he tells me he's going to change something, but I don't know why cuz I dunno what it looks like. Alright technically I do, but I've not seen it yet. He's a perfectionist that bores easily. So who knows how many times he changed something. We shall see one of these days.
Anyway, I'm gonna miss big mouthed bunny over there. He's my friend. Sometimes I just look at that bunny and think, "Yup, that's right." Y'all don't know but bunny has it going on.
PhillyKat at 6:34:00 PM |
Woo. I go off on some tangents don't I? Anyway, I was hanging out at Beer Mary's Rant-o-Rama (it's not just a blog, it's an adventure), and I found myself referring to myself as "the Seabiscuit of badness" (don't ask..search her comments from the 6th if you want, but don't ask). I thought of Man-o-War first but Seabiscuit has a certain joie de vive. Don't cha think? But I digress, also in her comments I declared my need to take the word gay back. And I quote, "I'd like to have a gay old time. I'd like to feel "pretty and witty and gay and pity any girl who isn't me.." that day..." end quote. I followed up by asking Dennis' permission for straight people to be gay on"...say 2 weeks from Saturday and every other 3rd Thursday?" I'll let you know if we get the greenlight.
rt: If heterosexuals are straight, why aren't homosexuals crooked or bent or zigzag or something? Or, why can't straighties have a snazzy little nick, like happies or the procreators or something? Straight is just so, eh..boring. rt in a rt: Saw a picture of Justin (not my Justin, that *pointing up* Justin) wearing a tee shirt with a bunny on it that said 'Who's afraid of a little pussy?' Why do I want that tee? Except I'd prefer it said Kitty (I'd link myself but ..) for double entendre purposes of course.
I had absolutely no point to this entry. I had planned on starting out saying I was nuts and then proving I'm quite sane, but I fear I've done myself in. Oops! Well, I said before I'm not a passenger on the short yellow bus. I drive that mutha! I have a fleet of 'em. And all of you are my passengers. I think I will begin entries now by modifying a quote from All About Eve, "Fasten your chin straps. It's gonna be a bumpy ride."
PhillyKat at 6:19:00 PM |
Aside from student loans, I've never borrowed anything in my life. Well, not counting going to a friend and asking if they have a buck for the machine type of thing. But I pay that back immediately. I don't ask for help not like that anyway. I don't really know how to and I never have.
Things are dire out there with the unemployment rate being high. People are turning out in hundreds for minimum wage jobs, taking their education off their resumes, and just lying. Like the song says, "Like a penny with a hole in it.." Can you say hopeless? I'd cry but I'm all cried out. Plus, what good would that do?
PhillyKat at 2:39:00 AM |Buddy Ebsen
2 April 1908 - 6 July 2003
You may have only known him as Uncle Jed (random trivia: Buddy was an accomplished artist. You can check out some of his work at his site: Uncle Judd Country) or maybe Barnaby Jones or, perhaps, Matt Houston's uncle, but to me he was one of my favorite dancers and character actors. I loved to watch him dance. It was like controlled chaos. He always looked like he was about to fall apart.
Alright, I can't take no mo'. My favorite stars are gonna stop dying gatdamnit! I was thinking about Buddy Ebsen a bit ago. And now he's gone.
PhillyKat at 3:20:00 PM | Excerpt from an IM convo between J and myself. The movie I was/am watching is Black Hawk Down. A very good movie by the way. It's graphic though. It makes Saving Pvt. Ryan look almost like a comedy. There are actor's in this that I didn't know were in it. Most of them died.
me: color me crazy...what color is crazy anyway....but i'm bout to watch this again cuz now i wanna pay attention to the names since i know they were playing real men
her: crazy is tie dyed....
me: u know how they usually take an event and make up the characters? they listed all 19 soldiers that died ..............ROFLMAO it went like HAHA ah ah ah ah aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa and loudly.. and now i wanna know who was who. and my baby orli no die. he was out da movie awfully fast though. so color me tie died cuz its coming back on now. make it a blue or lavendar/purple tie dye pls
her: lmao
me: wow the hulk dude is much better looking scruffy. in the hulk ads he funny looking. in this he was attractive in a smelly grimey sexy masculine ride me daddy ride me all night long type of way
he: omg al i fell outta bed laughing
me: i didnt recognize ewan mcgregor either....for the first time ever. i'm up to 8 of my fav actors living.
her: ow!
me: rofl.....u alright? omg i sowwy
her: i'm still laughing. woooo u crazy
me:
me: i'm tie dyed
her: i figured u would be
*time passes*
her: shiiii that was IM-possible!
me: u know i orig read that as instant message possible. then kim possible. rofl
her:
me: i just realized i misquoted myself. that shoulda been ride me daddy ride me like we going somewhere not all night long. guess i didnt want that kind of ride. lmao
her:
It's the heat. I'm telling ya. It's the galdern heat!
PhillyKat at 5:05:00 PM |
I think I know what got that person here. My post from February 20th. I just re-read it. It's one of my favorites. I don't know why that background is there because it wasn't back in February.
PhillyKat at 2:15:00 PM |
Anyway, I turned down one trip for another and now I'm ass out. No trip to shore. I don't like beaches especially in Southern New Jersey, but I do like the ocean and board walks. No pamper party. No man massaging my body. No drinks. No gabfest with old friends. Instead, I'm sitting here in underwear typing in a blog. Sucks monkey balls.
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Oh yeah I forgot this yesterday:
PhillyKat at 12:58:00 PM | Another legend died today. Barry White died from kidney failure resulting from high blood pressure and a stroke he suffered last year. He'd been hospitalized for the better part of a year and was undergoing dialysis. If I'm not mistaken Barry had a stroke early last year and had been released before suffering another last September. He was 58 years of age. (No picutre I liked was available.)
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Free sample of Orange Clean Wipes, and a coupon. Call 1-800-552-7313(automated). U.S. *I called here too. Just say your name and address. Piece of cake. 3 question survey at the end.*
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The unemployment rate is higher than it's been in 9 years. So, hands up, who's still happy Bush was proclaimed king....er President?
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Excellent communication skills is all I seek from those in my world. Alright, maybe not all I seek, it's definitely in the top 5. Nothing makes me loose my patience more than an adult, who has the ability to communicat clearly but isn't. Just spit it out!
(No, Sammy, I'm not constipated, lol) Don't beat around the bush, unless of course we're both naked and...nevermind. Don't ask something you already know the answer to just to lead up to what you really want to know. Just ask the damn question. If I need clarity, I will ask as any normal person should. Don't children ask for clarity? Why is it the older some people become the dumber they become or the less their ability to open their gatdamn mouths?
That brings me to writing. If you can not clearly jump from subject to subject and make sure your audience (beit a single person or 100 people) follows, then do not do it. We'd appreciate your clarity. I'm starting to believe that business writing should be a pre requisite for graduation. Hell, maybe it should be taught in high school. Something has to be done to stop me from going straight up
banoodles. I already have the Little Goth Girl in a straight jacket T-shirt. The pod people are wearing me down dagnabbit. Btw, I don't think I ever linked that LGG animation.
I know it's easy to loose track and confuse people. I've done it myself. Most times I know I have, hell I'm thinking I've probably lost a few of you in the past minute or so, but I bounce back (Speaking of "Bouncin' Back," Mystikal plead guilty of rape. I am so angry with him.). Most people don't. Why? Because for some unknown reason they think they are crystal clear and everyone else is convoluted. I'm tired of pulling teeth. My degree is business administration not dentistry. I should not have to pull out of someone what they're trying to ask/tell me. That's just extra work for me. Stop making me work! You know I'm lazy and lack discipline.
PhillyKat at 6:47:00 PM |
PhillyKat at 3:00:00 AM |
PhillyKat at 12:34:00 AM | It's been 2 days since Buddie Hackett passed and 4 since Kate Hepburn. So I was wondering, did any big name in the entertainmentment industry die today? You know they go in 3s. Granted, today still has 4 hrs to go EST but I figure, look if you're gonna go, go already. Oh, that was cruel. Was that cruel? That was cruel. I should be spanked lightly by a man with great hands who just wants to palm my ass. Oh shut up! I'm in a mood.
I missed Fame yesterday. I was a little bummed when Justin told me that Raymond got the boot. His voice is really good and he didn't try to be like someone else. Brandon is just an imitation of Michael Jackson, and a poor one at that. He also told me that some guy that was one of Janet Jackson's dancers on her last tour is a spoiler (new contestant). I don't think that's fair. He's not an amateur, but then again neither is Serena she sings in a Las Vegas casino, but she's still not a professional dancer.
I'm still thinking about the blogathon. I'm sure I'm up to the challenge I just don't want it to be for naught.
Sammy, has proved that he is totally off his nut. He, my friends, definitely is a pod person, a rider of the short yellow bus; insanity is his friend.
PhillyKat at 8:45:00 PM | Question for Brian and anyone else than can answer this question:
WTF is progressive hip hop?
If you like progressive hip hop, poetry, etc, and you're going to be in the Brooklyn area, you may want to go to the IAA Festival. If you go tell me how it is because I won't be attending. Sounds boring as farts. I don't go to festivals here. I'm damn sure not travelling 2 hours to be bored stupid.
PhillyKat at 4:48:00 PM |
I've been waiting for about a month for the scavenger hunt. I'm really excited. I may or may not post pix here. We'll see. I posted about the scavenger hunt on C&S. Of course no one responded at the time. *sigh* I'd open that board up to guests if I thought they'd post. But as you guys hate to leave comments...
I was on Rant-O-Rama and I found out about the blogathon. I'd love to do it, but most of the readers that I know I have are broke. So, I'm not sure I'd make money. It's for charity. People would pledge money to a charity I select. In return I would post every 30 minutes for 24 hours. There are 3 specific charities and 1 area I have in mind. The one area is cancer research. It's dessimated my family. When I had a job, I had money taken out each paycheck. I also had money taken out for the Starlight Foundation. The other 2 charities are Unicef (trick or treat for Unicef) and *Nsync's Challenge for the Children. About the latter, no I'm not crazy. I honestly think this is a good cause. [All the money they make from a 2 day star-studded event is distributed among children charities. I love that. I also love that the type of charities range from Make A Wish for sick children to The Justin Timberlake Foundation for school's without music programs. (TJTF is one of the Giving Back Funds.)]
So, what do you think? Blogathon a go or no go? Anyone joining me in the scavenger hunt? Leave a comment (unless you posted in c&s). This took me entirley too long to finish.
Nite
PhillyKat at 2:53:00 AM | Another legend died this week:
Buddy Hackett
31 August 1924 - 1 July 2003
"He never called just to say, 'Hello.' He'd call and say: 'A guy walks into a bar....'," remarked Buddy's son, Sandy.
PhillyKat at 10:32:00 PM |
Alright, a neighbor has been here fixing 2 leaks. They had to go back and forth to home depot. I'm surprised she actually got him to come in. When I thought of him a week ago he was gone then I forgot, next thing I know he's here. I was totally shocked. I don't know how much anything cost. I just know I paid $30 of it. Anything above that is on her. Why if it's my house? Because she owes me a shitload of money from the last 2 years of her living in my damn house and using my gatdamn utilities that's why.
Anyway, I was staying upstairs cuz it's been Africa hot. Too damn hot to have on clothing. So, I've stayed in my room reading, writing, and or daydreaming. The times she left the house she called me, I answered, and I came downstairs. Today, this dumb bitch, leaves the house with all the lights on, ceiling fan on, windows open (windows are large), back door open, and, yes, the front door open. I'm upstairs laying on the bed with headphones on thinking people are downstairs and they're not. Someone could have seen her leave and broken in the house. In that scenario at best I could have been robbed and at worse murdered. Just yesterday a man broke into a woman's house and shot her in the head.
When I called her on it, did she say sorry, my fault, or something of that ilk like any normal adult? Shit a child would know to that. The answer: No. She instead tried to turn it on me saying she called me and said blah blah blah. I kept uttering one question: "Did you hear me answer you?" I'm still waiting for the answer. I hadn't f'n eaten all day waiting for him to get out the kitchen and she hands me bullshit.
I just don't understand people like her. Everything is someone elses fault. Everyone does something to her. Mind you the one common denominator is her ass so, um, who's the problem? I blame my mom. No one could say anything to Stephanie because she didn't mean it, blah blah blah. Don't hurt her feelings blah blah blah. My mom would make excuses for her behavior (mouf once picked the lock on my bedroom door and stole jewelry and money) and lie for her. She had some type of guilt about Mouf. My mom could not remember giving birth to her and barely had memories of her as a child. There are no baby or young child pictures of her unless she was in a group. My mom had serious guilt and Mouf milked that like a dairy farmer.
I'm thinking she figured she wouldn't have to clean up anything because I'll do it. Guess what? Noooooope. That dirty kitchen will be sitting there for her when she comes back. Tomorrow, I think I'll get up and just leave. Just like she did, but I'll close the gatdamn door.
PhillyKat at 12:01:00 AM |
I hate people who think they know me because somebody told them something or they read something. You don't know shit about me so step the fuck off. Don't make comments to me like you're my friend. You aren't. Do I talk to you? No. Have I hung out with you? No. Do you know my phone number, my real email, my favorite color? Fuck, what's my name? You don't know? Then shut the fuck up!
You fucked one of my siblings. You don't know me. You were or are married to one of my siblings. You don't know me. You've known my family longer than I have. What the fuck do you want a cookie? You don't fucking know me. You've seen me around. And? You're realted to me, but haven't a clue of one of the simplest facts about me? You don't know shit about me. You're a friend of someone who thinks they know me. Ha! You know less about me than the garbage man.
I am not antisocial. I just don't hold conversations with people I dislike. I don't go around them. I don't smile in their face. I don't speak to them. I have no need to.
I do not hate people. I hate stupid people there's a difference.
I do not hate being asked questions. I hate being asked stupid questions. And do NOT come at we with that dumb as shit line: "There are no stupid questions." I wanna find the guy who said that shit and beat him until his brains show. That line only applies to small children and classroom situations. If you have facial hair, you are too gatdamn old to be asking stupid questions! Use the resources at your fingertips including the damn encyclopedia!
I do not hate intellectuals. I hate pseudo-intellectuals. I also hate people with no gatdamn common sense. Where the fuck have you been? Leave the stacks, come out the library, and live a little.
I do not dislike people with little to no social graces. I just prefer to like them from afar.
And to anyone thinking of telling me: 'hate is a strong word,' 'you don't mean hate,' and/or 'you shouldn't use the word hate.' Yes it is. Yes I do. and Fuck off! I hate people who try and censor me. This is my motherfucking blog, my damn thoughts, beliefs, and opinions, and if you don't like it click the damn 'x' and fucking leave.
And if you think anything I said was a joke, YOU DON'T KNOW ME!
PhillyKat at 7:41:00 PM |
Alright, I've gained some composure. I really do need to sell this house. I mean immediately, like yesterday. I think I may stop looking for a job even. Forget looking for a job here so I can transfer across country. I think I will just sell it and leave. I just need to be somewhere else. Some where for a new start. Shit, for a start because technically I've never had one.
One of my oldest friends said to me "We're all shocked you're still in here." No one is more surprised than me that I still live in Philadelphia. I hated here as a child. I wasn't thrilled when I was a teen, but I realized it was my 'hood and not the city for the most part. They city politics changed and kill a nigger day was no longer acceptable. (I'm not joking) In the 80s there were still blocks that certain races couldn't walk down and it could just be a block from your house. Anyway, as an adult, Philadelphia is home, but I'm tired of it. It's a worn, old, ratty sweater that needs to go in the trash (or made into something if you're one of the bedazzler crew).
I'm thinking the only way I'll find a job west is to move there and look. I can't afford to hire someone to look for me. I've gone to one of those people before anyway. They wanted me to do the searcing. I was like wtf am I paying you for? I wish I knew of a reputable place where the employer pays, but I don't.
Oh well. The way I'm feeling right now.......mmmm big mouthed bunny bout to make a comeback for real.
PhillyKat at 3:10:00 AM |
I HATE THIS FUCKING BITCH!!! MY GOD I DO!
PhillyKat at 12:08:00 AM | Dead People Make Too Much Money
I'm so tired of seeing dead celebrities everywhere I go. It's alright in old movies (or new ones as the case maybe). I don't really mind some marketing ploys if they are done well with class and tact. But if I see Elvis one more time this week, I may have to scream and slice some tires. And it's only Tuesday! (I'm including Saturday though technically it's belongs to the previous week.) But at least most Elvis fans were fans of his when he was living. Or were raised to be fans by their fan parents (kinda like the Dead Head generations).
What I am tired of is this need in hip hop to make dead rappers/singers into icons. The music industries marketing machine is annoying me to no end. I think there may be more postumous Tupac albums than living ones. Today, I read that there will be a Tupac clothing line called Machiavelli. The fuck? And I know Biggie Smalls is more famous now than he was living. When he was alive I, a little to no rap listening individual, didn't even know who the hell he was..not really. He was the fat boy who could barely breath (or speak) in that damn speed boat in a video. Now heavy metal kids who hate rap know who he is. Why is that? How much more money can Sean "Poppapiddlypuffthemagicdragondiddlypuff" Combs make off of recycling this man's vocals? I mean gatdamn does rest in peace mean nothing to this asshole?
This brings me to Aaliyah. Aaliyah. Aaliyah. Aaliyah. What I am about to say will piss the shit out of a few or 2 of you and I don't care. You know what you can do. Build a bridge and get over it. And that's what I am about to say regarding girlie. She's dead! It's a shame. It was tragic. She was young. NEXT! Most people I know who are on the Aaliyah tit bandwagon barely listened to the girl when she was alive (present company excluded or included I really don't know). They didn't have one gatdamn cd. They couldn't name one damn song of hers that wasn't a single. But now! Now, they are all her biggest fucking fans. They've loved her since whenever. Bitches please. And you know what? Her last cd (that one with Rock the Boat on it) sucked. Yeah, I said it, it sucked. I gave the thing away and yes she was deceased when I did it. I only really like 2 or 3 Aaliyah songs and I think 2 of them are from soundtracks. My point? Move on. Just move the fuck on! If you can't move on, just stop trying to take me for a ride with you. And by the by, celebrating someone's date of death (as opposed to birth) is morbid and twisted. Why don't you pick a good milestone like the date she/he released her/his first top 10 single or something like that? Something to help your rememberances be positive.
I'm not saying don't remember your favorite artists. What I am saying is let them rest for God's sake. Playing someone's song after they're dead is fine. Releasing a cd of new or revamped songs is just fucked up. It's sick. It's big business (and unfortunately family) pimping out someone they had on contract And you fans who claimed to love these celebrities so damn much are the johns.
disclaimer edit: I will not debate you over my opinion. I will not argue with you over my opinion. I will just say if you are fuming, it's because something I said rings true for you and you don't want to admit. Get the fuck over it.
PhillyKat at 11:55:00 PM | Someone has got to read this weeks "Watch With Kristen" besides me. Well not the full thing. Just the bit the shows how ignorant Pa.ris Hi.lt.on is...I didn't want to call her stupid, but damn! Her buddy, Ni.co.le Ri.ch.ie (Li.one.l's daughter) isn't much better. Alright, let me cp the good bits from a press conference for their new Green Acres type reality tv show (courtesy of eonline).
-Pa.ris thinks Wal-Mart is a place that sells walls
-the girls wore designer duds to man the farm because they looked "supercute
-Nicole dropped out of college because she was "over it...whatever"
The girl's also informed the press that People work. Hard. For a living. Pa.ris had a point: she didn't go to college because she "doesn't need to." If I were an heiress I wouldn't either. Or I'd just be having fun taking the ish I wanted. Screw a degree! N.or.m Mc.Do.nal.d cornered the girls interrupted an interview by asking Paris how much money her family made. It was Ni.co.le he really irritated.
N.or.m: "Isn't Li.on.el Ri.ch.ie a black guy?"
P.ar.is: "She's black!"
Ni.col.e: "I am black!"
N.or.m: "You're black?"
Annoyed, Ni.co.le went back to her interview, but being the persistent bastard I've grown to love Norm was undetered.
N.or.m: "Did you get in any trouble because you're black?" [The girls were on a farm in Arkansas.]
Ni.co.le: "No! You're so rude."
N.or.m: "I thought hillbillies didn't care for black people."
Ni.co.le: "They love me."
P.ar.is: "They love her."
N.or.m: "Because you're not black!"
Ni.co.le: "Yes, I am black."
N.or.m: "Is your mother black?"
Ni.co.le: "Yes, she's black. Do you want to ask her if she's black? This woman's black [pointing to another partygoer], do you want to ask her?"
Now, I thought her mom was the woman Lionel had that affair with before/after Brenda kicked his ass. There is a happy plastic surgeon out there somewhere that was made very happy by that family.
PhillyKat at 10:56:00 PM |
Bob Hope
29 May 1903 - 27 July 2003
"Thanks for the memories."
PhillyKat at 4:00:00 PM |
This just in:
Somebody tell Joshua "JC" Chasez to stop singing my gatdamn clothes off please! I was sitting here chilling, "For the Girl Who Has Everything" by *Nsync shuffles on and suddenly my tee shirt if all the way over thar. And and both of my bra straps (tha hell *Nsync dun been followed by "At Last" by Etta James...I need me a man or toy or something) are hanging down.
Gawd I hope his cd is good. He's pushed back the release date 'til October. My ban on buying new cds may be over by then.
PhillyKat at 12:19:00 AM | Randomness: It's a gift
Well, I sat down here to do one thing and I wound up doing something else. Isn't that just the way? I'm supposed to be working on this place, but instead I was over at Conundrums & Sh*t playing with colors and pictures. I don't know what happened. It use to be so bright and cheery, now I dunno. rt: I need a button for C&S any volunteers (any = Justin, Damo, J)? Brian says the new colors look like August. They look rather Octobery to me.
Alright I may need one more judge for The Ghetto Awards. Any volunteers for that?
You know what I was thinking the other day? No? Thought you were clarivoyant. Guess that's why you no 'caaaall me nooooow' huh? Anyway, I was looking at....um I dunno the title. Luke Wilson, dude from SNL, tall dude thats not Vincent D'Onofrio were in it. One of their girls was at home watching porn waiting to have a 3 way. I started thinking what would I do if my man told me that he wanted to get into swinging or something like that. I admit to voyeuristic tendencies, but I can't handle that shit. I'd be asking people for blood work and medical histories. I wouldn't be able to trust him because I'd be thinking he had a 3 way during lunch with Debby and Diana (or worse yet Diana and Donald). Sorry, my bi-folks but a sister just ain't that enlightened. There are things I just can't have in my bedroom, or bathroom, or kitchen, or... In yours is fine. In mine is not. To me that's grounds to break up and not to make up either.
"Dumb Dumb Cakes for Everybody" just popped in my head. I really like that title. I'm gonna have to write something up about that. Something else that I will inevitably not finish. I hate me sometimes. If you don't know what DDCfE is go to my Friday 5 post, but don't check Friday cuz I didn't do it until Saturday. What? It was still technically Friday night.
edit: I have the volunteer for the awards. Thanks anyway.
PhillyKat at 11:46:00 PM |
Cute Kitty Animation. Why is it a black cat on a black bg? I dunno.
addition: it's almost 3:30am est and I'm on my way to bed. I just refreshed Beer Mary at Rant-o-Rama to check on the blogging. I'm glad I did. I present to you The Flying Cat.
Warning: Some cat lover's may find this disturbing, unless your humor is sick like mine. Hee!
PhillyKat at 1:02:00 AM |
I've spent all day checking on the blogathon. Well, actually, checking on Beer Mary. She's done quite well. All her posts are about animals. Most stories have been sent in my her readers. The cats are drop dead gorgeous like Juan Carlos and Serenity or sweet like Gimp, who needs a home if you're Canadian and reading this (yes, I'm talking to you Seb). I've also been clicking on the links of her sponsors, of which I am one, and the blogs she's following.
The animal posts are making me a little sad. You guys know about my mom and the death grip she placed on my pets. I'm jealous. I've been wanting to go get a pet for some time now. I just can not afford it. Plus, I want to move. Moving + kitty expensiva does not for a happy time make. Not to mention my allergies. My eyes swell shut and my throat starts to close. I had had 6 cats and 5 dogs before the allergy developed. One of my cats bit the hell out of me one day as I was laying on the floor. I had a mass about the size of a silver dollar right underneath the skin for a little over a month. I think some how the kitten, not sure which one it was, injected me with something. Odd huh?
I've also been having a click fest from Suburbia. I've registered Conundrums & Sh*t. It's a forum warehouse of sorts. Big ups to Adam for starting it. I've been picking his brain and he has been so sweet cuz y'all know I can be slow.
I'm in the process of changing (well planning) all 3 sites. My first plan is to move my entire site here to my hush page. That way everything will be on one page and I can use templates with frames without having a banner. My 2nd plan is to use my netfirms account for stupid things I (and Shelby) have thought up. The 2 things I know for sure are The Ghetto Awards and The Doctrine of the Supreme Unhinged aka My friend Karl. I'm gonna need at least 3 layouts for that. One for the main page and one for each section. With everything I am doing (and trying/wanting) to do, this is gonna take me awhile. I hope you can wait for it.
**If you are a judge for the Ghetto Awards, expect your ballot shortly.**
PhillyKat at 12:46:00 AM | Friday 5
1. If your life were a movie, what would the title be? Dumb Dumb Cakes For Everybody
2. What songs would be on the soundtrack? "Keep Your Hands to Yourself" by the Georgia Satellites
3. Would it be a live-action film or animated? Why? live action. my life is animated enough w/o having singing mice and tapping cats
4. Casting: who would play you, members of your family, friends, etc? I'd play me of course. Matter of fact, everyone would play themselves. It would be a low budget indie documentary on stupidity and how I'm the Pied Piper for Speschul Kidz
5. Describe the movie preview/trailer. Picture it: A short yellow bus rides up with all type of people getting on from every walk of life, but the bus never fills up. Then I say, "Fasten you chin straps it's gonna be a bumpy ride." Then the bus peels off and you see people's faces on the bus looking horrified. A close up of the license plate that says 'Dumb Dumb Cakes'. Then a big hand smacks down and the words 'For Everybody' pops up as the hand moves.
PhillyKat at 1:41:00 AM | I just let out the biggest belch. I just ate a stromboli (my first this year) big enough for 3 meals. Alright, I didn't eat all of it but most of it. I've never done that before. I was starving. hee I had no intention of starting this way, but hey, to quote Mya, "Whateva Bitch! What ev ver."
I have a new saying/phrase, well 2. One is kinda from Tia. It was misheard by mouf. Tia said, "I could just blow stuff up." Mouf heard 'I could just roast a fuck.' So, when I'm ueber pissed and/or someone(s) are irking me down to my soul, I announce how I could just roast a fuck. It usually makes me giggle and I immediately feel better.
The 2nd came from Shelby, where she got it I do not know. It's to be used when people just can't get over something or have taken something the wrong way, but you feel no need or wanting to explain yourself or apologize. The phrase is 'build a bridge and get over it.' I simply LOOOOOOOOVE that.
I pledged to sponsor Mary today (uh a few minutes ago actually) in the blogathon. I really can't afford it, but I wanted to. Next year I'm so doing the blogathon. Hopefully, I'll have readers that actually leave comment so I will know if they will pledge. *x fingers* I still would want to blog for children charities or cancer. If I did children I would do *Nsync's Challenge for the Children. I think they do a really great thing and make it fun for fans and celebs alike. They earned $3.5 million dollars this weekend for children's charities and love 'em or hate 'em, you can't deny that's one helluva thing. Yeah, they're millionaires and could give money to charity anonymously (I'm sure they do if only for tax purposes), but they don't have to help children and don't have to give us a chance to watch celebs make complete fools out of themselves. Gawd we had such a good time last weekend. Quite frankly, it didn't really have all that much to do with celebs, but if CFTC didn't exist we wouldn't have been there together right? Right. (sidebar: J people emailing me saying they coming next year. *quoting Mya silently to myself*
Well, it's taken about 2 hours for me to ramble all that out. So, I'm done. So, now it's your turn. Say something. I mean you don't write. You don't call. "You don' send me flowers. You don't sing me love songs. You barely talk to me anymore."
PhillyKat at 10:52:00 PM | Oh I forgot.
Earlier I read that the first round of internet subpeonas have been sent. Yes, the RIAA is really suing people. Primarily, they're just scaring the shit outta people. The big thing to me is that they accessed people's computers. The RIAA themselves isn't even prepared because they didn't think that ISPs would give out user information. Here read it for yourself.
*wow I entered this with 4 secs to spare*
PhillyKat at 11:59:00 PM |
I Need a Job.
I can't just sit back and try to find a dream job or one that fits into my all too empty schedule. I need one faster than fast. I mean stat is too slow. ASAP is a snails pace. Are you catching my drift?
I need to find a job (preferably in the Las Vegas area, but I'm not holding my breath) and a place to live. My plan is to sell my house as is. I ain't fixin' shit! Then take that money and run. I have to make sure that I have somewhere to run to though. Can I spend a week at your place? lol
I've actually started applying to the casino's in Atlantic City. I'm no fan of New Jersey, but I'm thinking that I should be able to transfer to another casino if it's a chain like Bally's. Or to oen owned by the same parent company or companies. At any rate I hope to be out of Philadelphia by December.
PhillyKat at 11:42:00 PM | Harlemm won! Color me shocked. Happy but shocked.
PhillyKat at 11:34:00 PM | Wish that I had logged in to talk to you guys over 2 hours ago. That way you would be about to read something funny (or at least fun) about our (Tia, J, and myself) trip to South Beach, Miami. TRIVIA: The drink SoBe is named for South Beach. Just know that I had a great time. J is such a boy magnet. END TRIVIA We had guys coming back, back, forth and forth. *Joooooosssssshhhhhh* SIKE! But she just doesn't play the shit on tv (read: internet).
Like I said, I wish you were reading about Joey's "luscious Italian ass." Instead you're gonna read back to reality. There goes Eminem in my head again. I'm just gonna cp a convo I was having with Tia in IMs. The names have not been changed because, well, I just don't give a shit.
kat: mouf telling ......oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh she about to be the fuck on out my house. is michelle awake?
tia: tellin what and no she goin to bed
kat: she dont know the relief she just brought to me. pls ask her to call me on my cell phone when she gets a moment tomorrow
kat: i need to know if i need to speak to a lawyer to throw stephanie out
tia: ok but who is mouth and what they say?
kat: mouf is stephanie
tia: what she say now?
kat: i'm trying to watch last comic standing and she is constantly talking. so i just yelled out 'stephanie shut up' so she hits me with the line she hit u with 'u need to stop saying shut up cuz its rude and ignorant'
tia: yeah i remember that
kat: i said sometimes its the only way to get thru to u cuz u don't listen. and talking thru something when someone is trying to watch it is rude and ignorant. she had the nerve to say "no it isn't cuz you can watch a rerun." so i said "not everything is repeated" not to mention reality shows are not repeated
kat: she still trying to say she's not rude and ig. so i say oh yeah i forgot it's always everyone else. you never do anything wrong, though you're the 1 common denominator in all your problems.
tia: smh
kat: so this whore says, as per usual, "No, that's you." i started laughing and said "thanks for proving me right." "I didn't prove you right. You think you're shit don't stink. You never have." My response: "And you been jealous of my shit since I was a little girl." She said something smartassed. I just said "Stephanie, you know what you can do...." I shut up cuz I just made up my fucking mind
tia: lmaoooooooooooooooo
kat: She kept talking said something and ended with "There's a lot of things I can do." I just let that hang there. Not tippig my hand
kat: now she keep trying to start a conversation.
tia: lmao
kat: since she came thru the door yesterday she has gotten on my last fucking nerve
tia: damn shame
I've had it. It's time for me to get out of this city and rid of Stephanie. The further, the better! And as quick as possible! This house is gonna be up for sale as is as fast as I can do it.
PhillyKat at 11:03:00 PM |
I've been too tired (and a little busy) to say how much fun I've had, but I did get bored at a point. I am sharing My CFTC Half Time Haiku's:
Bored Now
Bored during half time
The performers suck much ass
Wish they would shut up.
Needing Drinks
They make me wanna
Drink 'til they sound good to me
Ow, my head hurts now
Shirt On
Put yo' shirt back on
Seen more meat on a chicken breast
Get you a sammich
Shirt On II
Put yo shirt back on
Can I rub your stomach for luck
Budha belly boy
Shirt On III
Put yo shirt back on
Do you need one of my bras
You look so nasty
PhillyKat at 1:48:00 AM | I'm Baaaaaack!!!!
Got a tale or 2 to tell but it's goona hafta wait. I can barely keep my eyes open. Peace
PhillyKat at 6:36:00 PM | Brief Vacay.
Leaving today at 6:10pm est on a flight to Miami. My first flight since July 2001. I'm a little scared but not alone. Flying has never been a great love of mine, but I was never scared. Atleast Tia and J will be to my right.
See you guys late Monday or Tuesday. I'm taking the digi cam so hopefully I'll have some good pix to share.
Peace,
Kat
PS If for some reason it rains everyday, you will be hearing from me earlier.
PhillyKat at 4:05:00 AM | You know I've gone through a shitload of trouble with comments. I'd appreciate someone aside from Justin (ty btw) and sometimes J use them. Yes, Sammy, that means you too.
PhillyKat at 12:22:00 AM | OMG! The current post on Vermilion: House of Ill Refute made me laugh so hard my headache came back! Go follow directions.
PhillyKat at 1:03:00 AM | Do Me a Favor and Shut the Fuck Up!
Incessant yammering. Bitch Bitch Bitch. Moan Moan Moan. SHUT THE FUCK UP! God! Another day ends with my having the headache of life from being imprisoned in a car with mouf bitching and complaining stupidly. Incessantly. Insipidly. She's a power trippy control freak. When they don't get their way, they bitch. When you don't want to hear it, this one pretends she was talking to herself. That song from The Music Man is in my head again.."Talk alot. Peck a little bit." Big ass chicken! Perdue would like to get his hands on those breasts. Then again she doesn't sound like a chicken. She sounds like a little bitch ass dog. yip! yip! yip!
I'm guessing the only time her mouth is closed is when there's a dick in it. Oops sorry penis. Shit, probably not even then. The bitch is a mouth breather. She's not quiet when she eats because her mouth is open. It's just disgusting. And that's if she's not talking. Remember the Carnival Cruise Line theme Kathy Lee Gifford use to sing? Early in the morning, early in the evening ain't we got talk? um....I mean ...ain't we got fun? UGH! I've suddenly thought of Cartman. "Eat shit! Eat shit and you die!" AND DON'T DROP YOUR SHIT IN MY MUTHA FUKKIN SOUP!
Everybody's trynta bring me down. Some people just hate when people (read: I'm) having a good day. It's like the Creator gets on his celestial cb to Michael and says, "Breaker. Breaker. 1-9. Kat's having a good day today. Send someone in to break that up. You copy good buddy?" "Roger. Send someone in to shit in her soup and rain on her parade? Or will one be enough? Over." "Just shit in her soup. That'll get her. Over" "Shit in her soup. I have just the person. Michael over and out." Tha hell?
I refuse to believe I did something in a past life to warrant my trials and tribulations in this one. There's no fucking way. My back is damn near perforated with all the stab wounds and people are always trying to bully me and wipe their shitty shoes off on my face. Punkass muthafukkaz! One day I'm just going to go midevil or grim reaper (always wanted a sythe) on someone's ass. It's just not a brilliant idea. Fucking with a crazy bitch who collects knives. It's just not a good idea.
EDIT 12:12AM: My dumbass sister has started a fire to bbq. I came up from the basement and there was a fire blazing outside. What the fuck is wrong with her? Any psychologists out there? Do you need a subject for your next book? Let me know.
PhillyKat at 11:31:00 PM |
I changed my layout. As most of you know, I'm a classic movie nut. I love the b&ws. There are some of my favorite 'stars' flashing above my words and to the left of them. Some of the greatest in their field acting, dancing, and singing. There's one everyone here should know but not recognize. Justin, who made the 3 *.gifs for me, must have a fondness for her because she appears a number of times. Who is she? Lucille Ball. Do you see her? I'm curious. Leave a comment tell me if you see her and how many times.
You're listening to Drum Boogie featuring Gene Krupa on drums. I'm not sure if this is his band playing, Kay Kaiser's, or someone elses. I figure as long as I have classic stars from the 30s and 40s up (I'm going to change a couple because I forgot someone important), I should have the music that goes along with them. So you guys have Ella Fitzgerald, Peggy Lee, and Bennie Goodman to look forward to. (I can hear those mute buttons being clicked now.) Screw y'all!
PhillyKat at 2:19:00 AM |
I've been holding out on you guys. I've heard the Bad Boys 2 soundtrack. It's hot. Track 2 with Lenny Kravitz and Pharell (not singing thank gawd!) is hot. It's the summer single. It should be out now. Not that crapass song with Nelly. That was really a bad choice and poor marketing decision. Gah! I need to be in a position to choose hits. I really do. The beat is too damn....can I say hot one mo' gin?.......hot! Caliente. Alright, I love me some Lenny Kravitz. I don't even hold his last name against him. I rarely even think of Mrs Kravitz from Bewitched when I see or hear Lenny. "Abnah!"
rt: I went thru and pulled out clothes for Miami......rt in a rt: alright hold up! I have my tv muted. I think angie Stone is in the hot chick. Dang it is Angie. Well, it is an Adam Sandler movie, but starring Rob Schneider. Ew. and tried on some things..... All my pants are too big. *cheese* I bought them 3 years ago. *Squeeeee* end rt
Alright, I'm listening to Lenny, PShiddy, Pharell and Loon again. Me like to shake my money maker....that may become truer than I know now.....to this. chorus (Lenny): Drop everything when you walk in the door. Free yourself up. Get your ass on the floor. Be a maniac loose control. Get naked! Strip down to your soul. Strip down. Show me some more. Is that all you got? You got ta make me believe it girl. I LOVE IT. I think the Neptunes had to do this. The beats are too Chad.
I love the Justin song that is on here. I already had the snippet of it and knew it was Sean John. Unfortunately, Bouncy is on here too. I just told Brian she's like herpes. Just when you think she's gone, she flares back up. Gatdamn boomerang girl. Mary J is also on here to bring drama. What? You know Mary is dramaful. Even when she saying "No More Drama" that bia has drama. Diva!!!!
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I checked email today. I received one from BJ (get your minds out the gutter....I know yall...all short yellow bus riders so quiet down!) from VermilionX - House of Ill Refute. Don't you just love that name? Anyway, she complimented my "...twisty cranium innards!" Now did she nail me (not in that push push in the bush type of way) or did she nail me (in that she got my number and pegged me sorta way)? I am so obvious. I've lost my mystique. My mystery has vanished. My Enigma-esque is gone. Not really but what the hell, it was worth a try.
**It took me over an hour to enter this entry. I've got Shelby disease.**
PhillyKat at 1:48:00 AM | I had on a skirt today but I took it off because Mouf had on the same exact colors and I didn't want to look twinish. I put on another pair of jeans and they were big too. As a matter of fact I realized a couple of hours later that i could actually pull them down without unfastening them. Yeah, tmi, but I was happy about that.
I showed Tia and she was all proud of me. She told me she could see it in my face. I can't see ish. That felt good. I wish I had told her 2nd or stopped when I did. I showed Michelle, who has in the past 2 years gained alot of weight, and what did the LSW (licensed scoial worker) and counselor say? "Yeah let me know when the [breasts] go down. And your shirts aren't tight." *slice* "What?" She reiterated and added something to the effect that it would be something when my shirts start hanging off me. *stab* Then, she went to adjust my tee, which was hanging off me..go figure, and said "Hmm I guess they are hanging off." *dazed and confused*
Now, for those of you who don't know. I have big...no large...no huge breasts. Not outrageously large. I wouldn't be in Guiness Book of World Records. And they run in my family on both sides. My mother wasn't small in that area and neither were my grandmoms. Michelle, however, is flat. So, I don't know wtf she thinks she's talking about. And about my shirts being tight. I don't wear tight clothing. I never have. I will buy something too big before I buy something tight. I never really like bringing attention to myself because I've always gotten it and it tends to make me uncomfortable.
That was almost like talking to my mom again just not as painful. No one is that good. Needless to say, I won't be sharing anything else I think is good news with her. When I'm up, I'd like to stay that way and I don't need anyone shitting in my soup.
PhillyKat at 2:29:00 AM | Mitten's tries his paws at organized crime.
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Tomorrow....nix that..... Today, I'm going to a family BBQ. Yea me! Imagine a face with a blank stare. Imange the left eyebrow raising as the eyes roll and the mouth opens in a wispy sigh. Yeah, that's me! I may steal away to my brother's office and log in just because apparently I have a USB port instead of a .....pick an orifice. rt: Does this dude in Jane's Addiction think he's Freddie Mercury?
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You know what has come to my attention? That people on the internet are crazier than I thought. See, it's alright when you have to deal with crazies one at a time or even a crazy threesome. The internet has allowed crazy fucks to find each other and I'm not sure how I feel about that. BeerMary is closing (or hmm perhaps not) because she's received harrassing emails and comments because she clearly stated she didn't want bigoted or racial remarks made on her site. Tha hell? I didn't know a declaration needed to be made. Apparently, people felt the need to go the Klan route and bitch about free speech. How pathetic. Opps! She's reposted and asked people not to stick up for her. Damn, I just have never been good at doing what I'm told. *Bad individualist *slap hand* Bad!
rt2: Lumidee's video is on. They mixed her voice lower than hell in this joint. Suddenly the volume went down. LMAO. They must've listened to her sing and went "Uh Uh Uh-Oh" (remix version). I heard she made a statement about her singing saying it was off key on purpose. My question is what happened to the rest of the cd. My review was posted last month. end rt2
rt3: Anyone else think the dude in the KitKat commercial dancing in his office is one of Hammer's old backup dancers? I think he may have been dude with all that crazy hair. end rt2
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It's been cool the last couple of days and I haven't exercised. I'm angry at myself. I haven't really worked out since getting out of the hospital due to fear and uncertainty. Then it just got too damn hot. I have to excuse now. Guess what? I went to put jeans on that just came off the line. You know how tight they can be? Well they weren't. They're hella loose. I'm happy as shit, but now I'm thinking.....fuuuuuuck I'm gonna look bummy in Miami! Gah! I've no idea how anything else is gonna fit. Funny thing is I don't see any loss. I swear my breast are getting bigger. My back certainly thinks it. Anyway, Yea me!!!!!!!
rt4: A White Stripes video is on. I like the bass line but not much else. I'm not really listening to the words. I'm not really into them, but I can say one thing about them is that their video's have been quite visual.
rt5: Why don't I particularly like ColdPlay. There's one song I like and that's it. I think it's Chris Martin's voice. I don't know. rt in and rt: I don't particularly like John Mayer either and don't know why. I really should like him. I like his voice. I like the lyrics of his songs. His voice doesn't irk. But you put him all together and, feh. That really does bother me more than even I know I think. I mean afterall, my body is a wonderland. Yes, Zac I know, my left boob is a wonderland in and of it's own. end rt in an rt I think I know what it may be about Cold Play. All their songs sound like I should be crying. They're like 2 steps above Norah Jones and you know how much I just *extreme sarcasm alert in 3-2-1* love me some Norah Jones. Ugh! Just the *yawn* mention of *yawn* her name *zzzzzzzzzzzzz
PhillyKat at 4:58:00 AM | Welp, I couldn't get the frames I needed for my layout to work with netfirms. Adam helped me with frames. Big ups to him.
Anyway, how do you like my *.gifs ala Justin? I think they're great! Brian thinks the bg is too dark, but I likey. If frames would've worked, you'd be reading this on my main page in a silver window. Don't count me out yet. I've got a little bit of a surprise going on in a few months.
Anyway the big mouthed bunny is gone. I understand he scared some of you wussies. Damn shame!
PhillyKat at 11:33:00 PM |
I am awake at almost 5:15am. I am awake because I was trying to conquer frames and with Adam's help I did it. Problem is netfirms, my host, put a banner in every gatdamn frame (4 in all). If I weren't incredibly sleepy, I'd cry. Like Scarlett said, "I'll do it tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day." I dunno wtf I'm gonna do, but I'll do it tomorrow.
It should look something like this, except with piccies on both sides. Instead it looks like this. I despise netfirms with a passion unending.
PhillyKat at 5:22:00 AM | Animals or bust. or
When was the last time you cleaned that litter box?
I just finished laughing at Moose, a St. Bernard with a butt or spine of rubber. For a big dog he certainly gets himself into odd positions. He's usually laying on a man too. Hmm
Look at his baby picture:
Doesn't he look like he's sporting a serious hangover? He was out with his dawgs after work. "Aww the bitches. The bitches."
rt: Alright my mind just wandered to Pluto, a friends bichon, that use to fuck a stuffed cow. I hated Pluto. That damn dog ate my glasses. All $200 of them. The only justice I felt was when he had difficulties shitting plastic. Yes, I may be mean, but.....shit I'm mean fuck it the gatdamn dog jumped up on a table and ate my frames! He did that shit on purpose.
**Disclaimer**
I linked Moose because you know I like to link animals but he actually got me thinking about other stuff and that's what this post is about. Nothing I'm saying reflects or Moose or any of the other animals I've posted on here before. That should be obvious because it's not like I go visiting net people homes to see how they treat their pets, but I know some net people have the comprehension skills of a mollusk so...
Click here to finish my bamble or just look at the pix by clicking the links, or just move on.
Hip Hop Bunnies
2 of my favorites:
Paws Up
El Gato, my feline counterpart
PhillyKat at 6:51:00 PM | SERENITY NOW! SERENITY NOW! SERENITY RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!
I am hungry because I haven't eaten in 24 hours. I was going to get food My asshole sister asks if I want a tuna hoagie because she was going out. She leaves at 8:30p; I figure she'll be back no later than 10p. I know it's late but I'd waited that long to eat so I figured whatever. I got busy and didn't realize it was past 10p. (I hate that about me. I forget to eat and get really hungry (and feel sick) almost ravenous and eat almost anything.) I baked some tofu (yeah tofu) but it was only a little bit. Plus, I think it was going bad so I through most of it out and put plan 2 into the oven. Enter Mouf 3hrs and 10mins after she left sans food:
"Good thing I wasn't waiting for a tuna hoagie, huh?"
"You didn't say you wanted it."
"Yes I did. You asked, 'Do you want a tuna hoagie?' And I said, 'Ou yeeaaah a tuna hoagie."
This heffa lump says to me, "That's not a yes." I say it's a yes to you any other time. So she just says, "hmm well." Tha hell? Trust me when I say I will remember this, I will remember this!
In the meantime..... (I'd change names but it really makes no dif considering everyone knows whos going anyway)
Pop Quiz: If J were here about 20 minutes ago, I would've a) wrapped my fingers around her neck, b) hit her hard with something, c) blessed her out, d) all of the above? I'm not sure right now, but I can tell you that 20 minutes or so ago, the answer would have been d. Not to bore you with details but Tia and I spent I dunno how long searching flight information. I, myself, went through 132 different itineraries. Why? Because a) someone made it a point to want to be on the same flight since hers was connecting through Philadelphia; and b) after I told her to stop booking due to cheaper flights she misunderstood and didn't. So, we were trying to find the same flights.
Coming from Miami she said she was on the 11:50a flight. Unless IM ate her messages, she didn't mention that it was a non-stop to her hometown, unlike her originating flight. Didn't mention that no matter what, she wasn't going to be on a return flight with us. So, Tia and I are stuck in middle seats on a morning flight that neither one of us wants to be on because we were trying to be on the same flight as J. The 24 hr cancellation window is over and even if it weren't, neither of us have the $100 reissue fee. So, yeah, we're stuck.
Best bet: Check in as early as possible and see if I can reserve the exit rows on both legs. Until then, all I can do is keep checking to see if an aisle or window opens up. Meanwhile, I'm hoping..nay praying that USAir has overbooked and ask for volunteers to give up their seats. If so, Tia is by herself. She knows though so it's cool. She has to be at work 9am the next morning. Poor Tia.
It's been an hour since I started this. I feel better. I think we just may make her ass sleep on the air mattress.
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Justin is making me a new layout based on an idea of mine. I have no idea what he's doing. From time to time he tells me he's going to change something, but I don't know why cuz I dunno what it looks like. Alright technically I do, but I've not seen it yet. He's a perfectionist that bores easily. So who knows how many times he changed something. We shall see one of these days.
Anyway, I'm gonna miss big mouthed bunny over there. He's my friend. Sometimes I just look at that bunny and think, "Yup, that's right." Y'all don't know but bunny has it going on.
PhillyKat at 6:34:00 PM |
I have come to realize nay embrace something about myself. I am a sick kitty. Something is truly off about me. My brain functions differently. *shh* If it were to get out, I'm sure my brain would be on display at Mütter Museum. I went to school across the street from the place for 9 years. They probably wet themselves when given the opportunity of showing their brain in a jar to young children. I remember that day, everyone was excited and/or skeeved. Me, being a professional student of horror movies, wasn't impressed. (I thought it was fake.) That tour guide tried his best to gross me out. Wasn't gonna happen pard. So since then they've been plotting on me. Waiting to de-brain me....to put my noggin juice in a jar. Those commie bastards! Well, listen up, it's my noggin juice and you can't have any! *naana naana na naaaaa!*
Woo. I go off on some tangents don't I? Anyway, I was hanging out at Beer Mary's Rant-o-Rama (it's not just a blog, it's an adventure), and I found myself referring to myself as "the Seabiscuit of badness" (don't ask..search her comments from the 6th if you want, but don't ask). I thought of Man-o-War first but Seabiscuit has a certain joie de vive. Don't cha think? But I digress, also in her comments I declared my need to take the word gay back. And I quote, "I'd like to have a gay old time. I'd like to feel "pretty and witty and gay and pity any girl who isn't me.." that day..." end quote. I followed up by asking Dennis' permission for straight people to be gay on"...say 2 weeks from Saturday and every other 3rd Thursday?" I'll let you know if we get the greenlight.
rt: If heterosexuals are straight, why aren't homosexuals crooked or bent or zigzag or something? Or, why can't straighties have a snazzy little nick, like happies or the procreators or something? Straight is just so, eh..boring. rt in a rt: Saw a picture of Justin (not my Justin, that *pointing up* Justin) wearing a tee shirt with a bunny on it that said 'Who's afraid of a little pussy?' Why do I want that tee? Except I'd prefer it said Kitty (I'd link myself but ..) for double entendre purposes of course.
I had absolutely no point to this entry. I had planned on starting out saying I was nuts and then proving I'm quite sane, but I fear I've done myself in. Oops! Well, I said before I'm not a passenger on the short yellow bus. I drive that mutha! I have a fleet of 'em. And all of you are my passengers. I think I will begin entries now by modifying a quote from All About Eve, "Fasten your chin straps. It's gonna be a bumpy ride."
PhillyKat at 6:19:00 PM |
I was awfully melancholy today. Not just because Buddy Ebsen died either. I'm at the end of my financial rope. In 9 days I leave for Miami. Four days after that I'm on my way back home to absolute insecurity. For the first time in my life I don't know what the next day is going to bring. I've never been able to pay bills, buy what I want etc. I haven't a clue what is going to happen. There's no mom. No dad. Just me.
Aside from student loans, I've never borrowed anything in my life. Well, not counting going to a friend and asking if they have a buck for the machine type of thing. But I pay that back immediately. I don't ask for help not like that anyway. I don't really know how to and I never have.
Things are dire out there with the unemployment rate being high. People are turning out in hundreds for minimum wage jobs, taking their education off their resumes, and just lying. Like the song says, "Like a penny with a hole in it.." Can you say hopeless? I'd cry but I'm all cried out. Plus, what good would that do?
PhillyKat at 2:39:00 AM |
You may have only known him as Uncle Jed (random trivia: Buddy was an accomplished artist. You can check out some of his work at his site: Uncle Judd Country) or maybe Barnaby Jones or, perhaps, Matt Houston's uncle, but to me he was one of my favorite dancers and character actors. I loved to watch him dance. It was like controlled chaos. He always looked like he was about to fall apart.
Alright, I can't take no mo'. My favorite stars are gonna stop dying gatdamnit! I was thinking about Buddy Ebsen a bit ago. And now he's gone.
PhillyKat at 3:20:00 PM | Excerpt from an IM convo between J and myself. The movie I was/am watching is Black Hawk Down. A very good movie by the way. It's graphic though. It makes Saving Pvt. Ryan look almost like a comedy. There are actor's in this that I didn't know were in it. Most of them died.
me: color me crazy...what color is crazy anyway....but i'm bout to watch this again cuz now i wanna pay attention to the names since i know they were playing real men
her: crazy is tie dyed....
me: u know how they usually take an event and make up the characters? they listed all 19 soldiers that died ..............ROFLMAO it went like HAHA ah ah ah ah aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa and loudly.. and now i wanna know who was who. and my baby orli no die. he was out da movie awfully fast though. so color me tie died cuz its coming back on now. make it a blue or lavendar/purple tie dye pls
her: lmao
me: wow the hulk dude is much better looking scruffy. in the hulk ads he funny looking. in this he was attractive in a smelly grimey sexy masculine ride me daddy ride me all night long type of way
he: omg al i fell outta bed laughing
me: i didnt recognize ewan mcgregor either....for the first time ever. i'm up to 8 of my fav actors living.
her: ow!
me: rofl.....u alright? omg i sowwy
her: i'm still laughing. woooo u crazy
me:
me: i'm tie dyed
her: i figured u would be
*time passes*
her: shiiii that was IM-possible!
me: u know i orig read that as instant message possible. then kim possible. rofl
her:
me: i just realized i misquoted myself. that shoulda been ride me daddy ride me like we going somewhere not all night long. guess i didnt want that kind of ride. lmao
her:
It's the heat. I'm telling ya. It's the galdern heat!
PhillyKat at 5:05:00 PM |
Just went to site meter. Someone surfed on looking for Justin Timberlake's dick! Tha hell? If I'd seen it, used it, or had a picture of it, believe me when I tell you, I wouldn't be telling y'all!
I think I know what got that person here. My post from February 20th. I just re-read it. It's one of my favorites. I don't know why that background is there because it wasn't back in February.
PhillyKat at 2:15:00 PM |
Aww this sucks! I was supposed to go to a pamper party, but my ride never called. In the meantime I turned down an offer to go to Brigantine, NJ (next to Atlantic City). .....rt:ouuu watching Treasure Planet. didn't know "I'm Still Here" by Johnny Rzenick (Goo-Goo Dolls) was on this soundtrack. I love this damn song!...The new LV type of Casino, The Borgata, which is on 40 acres of land and has over 2000 guest rooms, opened this week near Harrah's and Trump Marina. The addresses say AC but they're really in Brigantine.
Anyway, I turned down one trip for another and now I'm ass out. No trip to shore. I don't like beaches especially in Southern New Jersey, but I do like the ocean and board walks. No pamper party. No man massaging my body. No drinks. No gabfest with old friends. Instead, I'm sitting here in underwear typing in a blog. Sucks monkey balls.
Oh yeah I forgot this yesterday:
PhillyKat at 12:58:00 PM | Another legend died today. Barry White died from kidney failure resulting from high blood pressure and a stroke he suffered last year. He'd been hospitalized for the better part of a year and was undergoing dialysis. If I'm not mistaken Barry had a stroke early last year and had been released before suffering another last September. He was 58 years of age. (No picutre I liked was available.)
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The unemployment rate is higher than it's been in 9 years. So, hands up, who's still happy Bush was proclaimed king....er President?
Excellent communication skills is all I seek from those in my world. Alright, maybe not all I seek, it's definitely in the top 5. Nothing makes me loose my patience more than an adult, who has the ability to communicat clearly but isn't. Just spit it out!
(No, Sammy, I'm not constipated, lol) Don't beat around the bush, unless of course we're both naked and...nevermind. Don't ask something you already know the answer to just to lead up to what you really want to know. Just ask the damn question. If I need clarity, I will ask as any normal person should. Don't children ask for clarity? Why is it the older some people become the dumber they become or the less their ability to open their gatdamn mouths?
That brings me to writing. If you can not clearly jump from subject to subject and make sure your audience (beit a single person or 100 people) follows, then do not do it. We'd appreciate your clarity. I'm starting to believe that business writing should be a pre requisite for graduation. Hell, maybe it should be taught in high school. Something has to be done to stop me from going straight up
banoodles. I already have the Little Goth Girl in a straight jacket T-shirt. The pod people are wearing me down dagnabbit. Btw, I don't think I ever linked that LGG animation.
I know it's easy to loose track and confuse people. I've done it myself. Most times I know I have, hell I'm thinking I've probably lost a few of you in the past minute or so, but I bounce back (Speaking of "Bouncin' Back," Mystikal plead guilty of rape. I am so angry with him.). Most people don't. Why? Because for some unknown reason they think they are crystal clear and everyone else is convoluted. I'm tired of pulling teeth. My degree is business administration not dentistry. I should not have to pull out of someone what they're trying to ask/tell me. That's just extra work for me. Stop making me work! You know I'm lazy and lack discipline.
PhillyKat at 6:47:00 PM |
Alright, Justin just linked me to a picture of a cat that looks like Hitler. *Meow Meow*
PhillyKat at 3:00:00 AM |
I was bored as hell over the past hour. You know what that means right? The next 50 questions. I think they will be the last because I find myself becoming increasingly annoyed as the numbers get higher.
PhillyKat at 12:34:00 AM | It's been 2 days since Buddie Hackett passed and 4 since Kate Hepburn. So I was wondering, did any big name in the entertainmentment industry die today? You know they go in 3s. Granted, today still has 4 hrs to go EST but I figure, look if you're gonna go, go already. Oh, that was cruel. Was that cruel? That was cruel. I should be spanked lightly by a man with great hands who just wants to palm my ass. Oh shut up! I'm in a mood.
I missed Fame yesterday. I was a little bummed when Justin told me that Raymond got the boot. His voice is really good and he didn't try to be like someone else. Brandon is just an imitation of Michael Jackson, and a poor one at that. He also told me that some guy that was one of Janet Jackson's dancers on her last tour is a spoiler (new contestant). I don't think that's fair. He's not an amateur, but then again neither is Serena she sings in a Las Vegas casino, but she's still not a professional dancer.
I'm still thinking about the blogathon. I'm sure I'm up to the challenge I just don't want it to be for naught.
Sammy, has proved that he is totally off his nut. He, my friends, definitely is a pod person, a rider of the short yellow bus; insanity is his friend.
PhillyKat at 8:45:00 PM | Question for Brian and anyone else than can answer this question:
WTF is progressive hip hop?
If you like progressive hip hop, poetry, etc, and you're going to be in the Brooklyn area, you may want to go to the IAA Festival. If you go tell me how it is because I won't be attending. Sounds boring as farts. I don't go to festivals here. I'm damn sure not travelling 2 hours to be bored stupid.
PhillyKat at 4:48:00 PM |
There's 2 things I want to do this month: a) Photographic Scavenger Hunt and b) Blogathon.
I've been waiting for about a month for the scavenger hunt. I'm really excited. I may or may not post pix here. We'll see. I posted about the scavenger hunt on C&S. Of course no one responded at the time. *sigh* I'd open that board up to guests if I thought they'd post. But as you guys hate to leave comments...
I was on Rant-O-Rama and I found out about the blogathon. I'd love to do it, but most of the readers that I know I have are broke. So, I'm not sure I'd make money. It's for charity. People would pledge money to a charity I select. In return I would post every 30 minutes for 24 hours. There are 3 specific charities and 1 area I have in mind. The one area is cancer research. It's dessimated my family. When I had a job, I had money taken out each paycheck. I also had money taken out for the Starlight Foundation. The other 2 charities are Unicef (trick or treat for Unicef) and *Nsync's Challenge for the Children. About the latter, no I'm not crazy. I honestly think this is a good cause. [All the money they make from a 2 day star-studded event is distributed among children charities. I love that. I also love that the type of charities range from Make A Wish for sick children to The Justin Timberlake Foundation for school's without music programs. (TJTF is one of the Giving Back Funds.)]
So, what do you think? Blogathon a go or no go? Anyone joining me in the scavenger hunt? Leave a comment (unless you posted in c&s). This took me entirley too long to finish.
Nite
PhillyKat at 2:53:00 AM | Another legend died this week:
"He never called just to say, 'Hello.' He'd call and say: 'A guy walks into a bar....'," remarked Buddy's son, Sandy.
PhillyKat at 10:32:00 PM |
Pardon anyone that thinks the word hate isn't a viable emotion...matter of fact no pardon. If you don't like it, click the fucking x at the top right. I hate my sister, mouf, most times. She does the dumbest, stupidest shit and refuses to own up to anything. Someone else, typically my other sister, Michelle, has to tell her she's wrong before she admits an error.
Alright, a neighbor has been here fixing 2 leaks. They had to go back and forth to home depot. I'm surprised she actually got him to come in. When I thought of him a week ago he was gone then I forgot, next thing I know he's here. I was totally shocked. I don't know how much anything cost. I just know I paid $30 of it. Anything above that is on her. Why if it's my house? Because she owes me a shitload of money from the last 2 years of her living in my damn house and using my gatdamn utilities that's why.
Anyway, I was staying upstairs cuz it's been Africa hot. Too damn hot to have on clothing. So, I've stayed in my room reading, writing, and or daydreaming. The times she left the house she called me, I answered, and I came downstairs. Today, this dumb bitch, leaves the house with all the lights on, ceiling fan on, windows open (windows are large), back door open, and, yes, the front door open. I'm upstairs laying on the bed with headphones on thinking people are downstairs and they're not. Someone could have seen her leave and broken in the house. In that scenario at best I could have been robbed and at worse murdered. Just yesterday a man broke into a woman's house and shot her in the head.
When I called her on it, did she say sorry, my fault, or something of that ilk like any normal adult? Shit a child would know to that. The answer: No. She instead tried to turn it on me saying she called me and said blah blah blah. I kept uttering one question: "Did you hear me answer you?" I'm still waiting for the answer. I hadn't f'n eaten all day waiting for him to get out the kitchen and she hands me bullshit.
I just don't understand people like her. Everything is someone elses fault. Everyone does something to her. Mind you the one common denominator is her ass so, um, who's the problem? I blame my mom. No one could say anything to Stephanie because she didn't mean it, blah blah blah. Don't hurt her feelings blah blah blah. My mom would make excuses for her behavior (mouf once picked the lock on my bedroom door and stole jewelry and money) and lie for her. She had some type of guilt about Mouf. My mom could not remember giving birth to her and barely had memories of her as a child. There are no baby or young child pictures of her unless she was in a group. My mom had serious guilt and Mouf milked that like a dairy farmer.
I'm thinking she figured she wouldn't have to clean up anything because I'll do it. Guess what? Noooooope. That dirty kitchen will be sitting there for her when she comes back. Tomorrow, I think I'll get up and just leave. Just like she did, but I'll close the gatdamn door.
PhillyKat at 12:01:00 AM |
