Okay, so let's recap my day!

1. Got up and cooked breakfast.
2. Ran a few errands for Mom.
3. Went to the Fall Festival our church held for the kids and helped out there.
4. Went to Zeno's afterwards for lunch.
5. Saw "Where The Wild Things Are" with Ashley and Amanda.
6. Came home and made cabbage soup and some cornbread.
7. Got on the internet to check LJ, e-mail, and watch the Oak Ridge Boys on YouTube. Yeah, the Oak Ridge Boys.

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When did I become my mother? D:

I can't complain too much, though, 'cause I had a lot of fun -- especially at the festival! THERE WAS FACE-PAINTING AND I HAVE A MAGNIFICENT PUMPKIN ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF MY FACE. Hee, I'm so easily entertained.

Hope everyone has a good night!

Damn, you guys. Jay-Z's "The Blueprint III" is fucking amazing. GO BUY IT, EVEN IF YOU'RE NOT A HIP-HOP FAN. THAT'S AN ORDER!

Mmm, I had an old-fashioned milkshake after supper tonight. Not that nasty crap that McDonald's or other fast-food places calla milkshake; no, this was a few scoops of ice cream with milk poured in and then blended, then given to me for my consumption. OM NOM NOM NOM. Lactaid FTW!

Matt's going to be playing a psycho on "Scare Tactics" tonight! AIEEE!!!! I'm ridiculously excited, if only because I really, really really want to see him make an ass of himself outside of the ring. He does it so well. *grins* However, I think most Mattitude followers can agree that his psychosis isn't entirely fake. *shudder* Now that I think about it, this might be a good thing for him. If the entire world manages to watch we can get him the help he needs! WE CAN HELP MATT! HOORAY!

Anyway, if I watch the entire show everything can segue right into ECW and I won't miss it like I have for the past two weeks. (What can I say, I only watch it for Christian and William Regal. Two out of their entire roster? Hmmm...)

It's a shame that the WWE has to Photoshop my Punkers' C.O.B.R.A. and Pepsi tattoos off in PPV posters, because the way they enhance colors in those are fucking awesome. DAMN COPYRIGHTS AND WHATNOT.

So today Mom and I decided to make some chicken and rice stuff and decided to be all rebellious and split a pack of instant onion soup mix between two dishes. MMMM, YUMMY. I'm going to be eating that shit all weekend, yo. Along with homemade vegetable soup (but not really all vegetable because Dad got me some stew meat!) and maybe some zucchini bread.

Anyway, enough of the food-talk! After Mom's impromptu "let's clean the kitchen!" party I decided to go off to Albemarle and then stop by Morrow Mountain to witness the sunset. So in Albemarle I got whatever Mom had asked me to get and then stopped by Burke's Outlet. Dudes, that store is like a sheisty version of Ross, but I totally love it 'cause it's got the best knick-knacks in the back. I've gotten all of my Buddha stuff from there. Anyway, I decided to use my "fun use" money on a book called "Saint" and it looks like it's going to be a fucking awesome read. This is what the back reads like:

"I know a few things about myself. I know that my name is Carl. My wife is Kelly. I love her more than my own life. If she told me to kill you, I would.

I'm a captive, deep inside Hungary - no one knows I'm here. I can put a bullet into a ten-inch target at 3,000 yards. They tell me that I'm the best sniper in the world. Sometimes I sit in my dark hole for days without moving so that they don't hurt me. I can kill a man with my bare hands.

I only know a few things about myself. My name is Carl. They call me Saint.

I think they want me to kill you."

I'll let you guys know how it goes because I know y'all are DYING to hear of my literary exploits. ~_^

(Hey, if it sucks, it won't be like I spent a ton of money on it. It's a hardback and the original sticker price was $23.99; I got it for $6.99! *grins*)

So apparently CM Punk and Lita have been dating for the past year and just now came out and said it.

I AM THRILLED, YOU GUYS. Not only are tattooed couples hot as hell (and now I can dream of having a threesome), but now I'm getting ideas of Punk/Lita/Edge/Matt/MVP orgies. *rubs hands together evilly* we shall see. Part of me sort of wants Lita to get back into wrestling to make some great Punk/Matt storylines and then we can MVP and Edge feud over Matt. Basically 'cause Matt is MVP's man and Edge is just a slut.

BUT HE'S A VERY PRETTY SLUT.

(Also, in my mind his attraction to Matt is the whole reason for the real-life love triangle - which, in turn, brought us "The Re-enactment". That Hardy Show clip showed the world just how mentally unbalanced Matt Hardy really is.)

Man, the possibilities due to this relationship are endless... <3

You guys, I can't find my copy of Load and I'm so upset. I miss 'Tallica's bluesy days. D:

In no particular order:

1. It turns out that I was wrong about Matt going a full night without Twittering. My phone is just stupid and didn't receive the updates until this afternoon. While it's a bummer, I'm not surprised.

2. My car has a new battery that I didn't have to pay for! :D

3. I'm so thrilled that Jeff is no longer with the WWE (at least for the time being). I can start liking him again. Oh Jeff, we need you around to foil Matt's "outside the ring" shenanigans and if Montel tried to do that their gay buttsex would be exposed.

4. I'M DYING LAUGHING THAT REY MYSTERIO IS SUSPENDED.

5. For some reason my hair got horribly greasy today. Like, it is positively disgusting. Like, I know I washed it like I normally do but for some reason it was CM Punk's Twin Day today. *facepalm* Ugh, gross. I'm going to use a different shampoo.

6. I really like writing fic on the laptop. There's no way for me to get distracted and play around on the internet when I should really be concentrating on Adam/Jay pr0n.

AND WITH THAT I'M GOING TO BED.

My icon forces me to realize that Matt Hardy isn't a total ass. This pleases me. *purr* He was a pretty youngun...

Well, never mind. He is a complete and total ass. But at least he's a hot one.

I don't know if it's a combo of getting older and/or all of my friends popping out kids, but I'm getting over my hatred of small children. (Having a nephew has helped too, I suppose.) For the past couple of months the toddlers at church come running up and demand to be picked up, and okay, normally I'm enough of a buzzkill that I'd tell them no, but they're so freaking cute. So I usually spend a few minutes lugging around a child and I don't know which grown-up they belong to, but it's fun. Not to mention the pastor's youngest grandson really looks like one of those chibi kids in anime cartoons, so OMG I really can't say no to them!

Anyway, I'm babbling. My darling friend Kelly has posted pictures of her latest suspension at Brian's new shop so I'm off to ogle them both. <3 'Cause Brian's hot and Kelly's sort of like a pin-up girl covered in tattoos. Let the lust begin!

I have made it a fact in the Kingdom of Ashley that blues music is officially the sexiest genre out there. Mmmm.

Y'know, in spite of the disgusting humidity at every turn (and the fact that Bon Jovi has been played on the radio TWICE since I started this entry), this weekend has gone pretty well. Yesterday I slept in and wore my muumuu all day, and while that didn't happen today, it's still been really awesome. It's a nice change from the continuous storms we had at the beginning of the week. Makes me feel like I'm 7 years old again and flopping around with my brother, sister and friends.

( Oh, to be young again )

Because I know that my f-list is positively dying to know my innermost thoughts, I present to you...this! :D

- My grandparents and aunt Janet are visiting and I learned today that my grandfather was, in fact, born in Canada and not in Denmark like I previously thought. No offense to any Canadians, but that was sort of a let-down. At least he keeps the family's Danish pride alive!

- My mother and I both heard a woman's voice humming and it wasn't either of us. :\ We've had some weird/random occurences in this neighborhood throughout the years but I hate any sort of disembodied voices/music. *shudder* If only Sam and Dean were here to help me out...actually, they could bring Papa Winchester to hold me while they checked stuff out, because OH GOD HE'S SO HOT.

- I'm getting a bit panicked because the fic I'm working on is starting to frustrate me. NOT GOOD. And I was actually getting a little proud of myself! D:

- I love watching old Christian stuff on YouTube and reminiscing about 1998-2004 in WWE. He needs to be a heel again soon because he's so naturally douche-y. (However, I would prefer him to be the way he was when he first debuted - dark, vampiric and pretty. Mmm, so pretty.)

- Mom has a rather unhealthy obsession with all of those shows on BBC. I think a good slap upside the head is in order. Barring that, I'll at least take the remote away.

-As a final note, I think I ate my body weight in cantaloupe. Om nom nom nom.

So how are you guys doing?