So I went to the Renaissance Faire with Lola and Alston yesterday. We had a lot of fun and made loads of perverted jokes, as we are wont to do. When Lola gets her pictures up (and when I can force her to upload mine to Photobucket on her high-speed internets!) I'll post them. Suffice to say, the weather was beautiful, incense filled the air and there were a lot of hot people in costumes. ♥ There was this one short little guy who was the spitting image of David Krumholtz, but from another angle he looked like my friend Clark so I thought he was cute but kind of hated him at the same time. ~_^ Also, hot chicks with hot bodies on stilts = Ashley getting a phantom boner, for srs.

Also also? I bought a most righteous pirate hat. The color of the feathers and trim match some lingerie that I already own. HUZZAH!

However, I'm sick today. :P I don't know if something was going around or what, but I woke up with a sore throat and a stuffy nose. Been coughing too, but I'm not too worried about it since it's a not a dry cough. Eh, whatev. I'd rather be congested than be nauseous, so I'm currently sipping some nasty-ass TheraFlu and hoping whatever bug I've managed to catch goes away soon. D:

First off, happy birthday to my twin sister Emily (even though she doesn't read mah LJ). Also, a huge freaking happy birthday to duffnstuff, Anthony Kiedis, Rick Allen (It's Rick Allen's Reincarnated Arm Day!), and myself. We all rock. ^_^

For everyone who offered comfort and/or hugs for my last post, thank you so much. What's happened in the past two weeks affected our whole county. I've put it under a cut so you don't have to read it if you don't want to.

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Last night was fun. The movie was okay in my estimation; its's one of those that doesn't really affect you when you watch it, but really messes with your head later when you're alone in your dark bedroom. ;-) Also, Emily and Montal called me so that we could exhchange "Happy Birthday!"s and so Montel could be retarded. Got the OMG BIRTHDAY PENCIL~! this morning during Sunday School. And I baked some apples and sweet potatoes with a honey and cider topping, so om nom nom.

AND NOW "WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE IS PLAYING. I miss GnR fics, guys.

I've been absent from LJ for a few days (aside from Twitter updates). I'll explain why later. Can't do it now because it still makes me cry just to think about it.

Well, it's Halloween. Not dressing up tonight, but Ashley W., Amanda, Joey, Brett and I are going out to eat and then watching "Paranormal Activity" for my birthday. So that should be fun. Also bought myself a new winter coat - I've not had a proper once since I graduated from high school, which is what...five years? So yeah, it's a disgusting bright pink color and I love it.

Anyway, yeah. I'll try to be back to normal at some point.

I can't believe that I forgot to tell you guys this - there's a new guy at work named Travis. I'd seen him training with Jared because he's going to be a credit analyst, but the only thing that I really took notice of is the fact that he looks just like Scott Weiland during the early days of Velvet Revolver. Heroin chic, baby. ~_^

Anyway, on Thursday I went into the kitchen to retrieve the bowl I'd brought my lunch in and Travis was at the sink watering one his bamboo plant. We both said "hi" and I jokingly asked if he'd given his plant a name, and he said no but he was open to suggestions. I told him that he should name it Obadiah and he started laughing and said, "That's a great name, but I'm not Amish!" I told him that I meant Obadiah Stane from Iron Man and he was all, "OMG, that's awesome! What other comics do you read?" We talked a little bit about comics and other geek stuff, but we were both headed out the door to go home. Anyway, the next day he said "Good morning!" and we had lunch together. I HAVE A NEW DORKY BUDDY AND I AM THRILLED! ^_________^

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.

...

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!

Sorry, had to get all of the Flair out of my system. ;-)

Why do I feel like the Nature Boy, you ask? 'Cause I have the day off from work today, that's why! WOOO! The current plans for this occurence are...*checks list* nothing, nothing, and then after that I reckon I'll do another fat load of nothing.

Church provided a lot of LOL-ing on my part yesterday. To start off, we had our homecoming celebration and we always have a big lunch afterwards. So afterwards, we're cleaning up and I was putting my dessert dish into my car when some random middle-aged dude comes up and asks for my number.

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Okay, so he wasn't super-creepy or anything like that (he hadn't been up to that moment, anyway) but seriously? He didn't even have all of his bottom teeth. *shudder* It was lulzy but sort of terrifying, because he was a total redneck.

Which brings me to the next part of my story! Our choir had been asked to sing at another church's revival service. Turns out, this other church was way out in the country. Ashley, Amanda and I followed our pastor and the church van was behind us. Anyway, it was kind of scary out there because first we went through a residential area, then there were fewer and fewer houses, then there was nothing but trees. With Confederate flags hanging out of them.

I'm not one of those dolts who think, "OMG CONFEDERATE FLAG IS TEH EBIL!!!" It doesn't bother me either way. But holy shit, it was like a bad stereotype come to life. The only thing that was missing was someone playing "Dueling Banjos."

Oh, Dixieland...

Back in NC - yay! At the moment I am chilling with Mary and Nicki 'cause they're nice enough to let me stay the night before I head on back to crappy little Mt. Gilead. ~_^ Right now Mary is cooking delicious spaghetti (I was a twat and had to beg out of cooking, but I'm so tired that it's really hard to feel like a douchebag) and I'm also stealing some of their internet. HOORAY!

Unfortunately, I forgot to bring AA batteries for my camera so if we were to have off-beat shenanigans there would be no photographic evidence. Eh, I look like ass today anyway. The only real picture I want is of Mary's face when I totally pwned my front bumper on the curb in front of their apartment.

Y'know, I started this entry like an hour ago but between "Futurama" and the rest of the online world I've yet to finish it. So yeah, I'm gonna do that now. Then it's off to either pester the cats or LOL at my hosts. :::GLEE:::

I don't know why I'm singing stupid "Rocky Top"; Tennessee got their asses fucking handed to them by Florida in football today. *sadface* NOOOOO!!! I'm so upset. At least my aunt hasn't called to gloat yet.

(Also, the Nashville Predators owned the Carolina Hurricanes last night in hockey, so. <3)

I had some delicious Zaxby's for supper, and while those spicy honey mustard chicken wings are good going in, they don't feel good coming out. Holy shit.

( I really shouldn't be online )

I took a break from this entry and got all of my clothes packed up (rather nicely, I think) and so as soon as I throw in toiletries, I'll be all set.

(ALSO, I AM SO EXCITED FOR FRIDAY 'CAUSE I'LL GET TO MEET isilrandir and duffnstuff! YAY!)

So, unless I manage to harass talk with some of you fine folks on AOL Messenger tonight, I'll see ya in a week or so!

I feel as though it's been ages since I've gotten on here! Work has been crazy - going in at 7 A.M. and leaving at 8 P.M. But overtime pay is totally worth it...

First off, two of my most favorite people in the world have made it online!

My Grandpa T. (he's the one in a picture I posted a while ago of a young man playing the fiddle)

http://www.mc.vanderbilt.edu/houseorgan/thompson1.htm

Also, Brian has made it past the realm of MySpace and landed on ModBlog at BME!

http://news.bmezine.com/?s=brian+wood

I really need to visit Brian's new shop - haven't seen him since last Christmas. :\

Well, my car is ready for its big trip! My dad showed me how to change the oil in it this morning so the next time it needs to be done, I can just do it myself and save quite a bit of money. All of the fluid levels have been checked and adjusted, the tires have been rotated, etc. Now it's just up to the driver to not kill either herself or her passenger on I-40. D:

I love my pretty MVP icon. *blows kisses*

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 to get this off my chest.

flaming76 aka Rebecca and I are on AIM working on a Lars Ulrich/Matt Hardy plotrat (don't ask) and this is a snippet of our awesome conversation:

Me: i'm trying to imagine matt and lars on a road trip - or rather, how they end up traveling together.
Rebecca: ..SCAVENGER HUNT!!!! a cross country scavenger hunt! and they are racing against Adam and ...crap...who is they other blond guy...ring name Christine
Me: heehee!!!! Christian, not Christine!!!! OH GOD THAT IS HILARIOUS.
Rebecca: sorry...I've been listening to Phantom of the Opera ;-)
Me: ah, is okay. god, now i'll have mental images of matt as raoul, christian as christine and adam as the phantom.
Rebecca: MVP could be dreaming the about PotO...
Me: ahahahaha WTF MVP THAT WOULD BE GREAT.
Me: well, montel IS a classy fellow. he'd probably be all over PoTO and matt would be like, "fag."

So now instead of a Matt and Lars road trip, I'm thinking of Montel being in love with "Phantom of the Opera" and dreaming about it, just with the aforementioned guys in those roles. Aww, bless.

ETA: my AIM username is StabbinEmUp. Kinda stole it from Brian since that's his slogan. GOTTA LOVE BOD MOD ARTISTS.

We have two half-grown kittens that have started hanging around outside. They're really freaking cute - one's a gray tabby and the other is an orange tabby and you guys, they are so loving and affectionate. Keeping in line with my usual dorkery, I have named them Fry and Laurie. I don't know if they belong to someone in the neighborhood or if someone just dropped them off on the side of the road, but I wish I had a shitload of money so I could keep them.

Of course, Voldemort isn't too terribly thrilled about this turn of events. He's already chased both of them up trees this morning. Each time he walked back into the house and looked at me like, "Does Voldie have to kill a bitch?" Poor cat. He acts like he doesn't remember being a feral kitten. (Considering how many often he runs and hits his head on shit I really don't doubt it.)

Anyway, Megan and I saw "Inglorious Basterds" (yes, that's how they spelled "bastards" on the movie poster) last night and HOLY CRAP. I'm usually not a big fan of Tarantino movies but this one was crazy. Hell, even Brad Pitt was likeable and I'm certainly not his biggest fan. For some reason, though, I always like him when he's playing some redneck jackass. <3 Of course, since I'm a douchebag my favorite character was SS soldier Hans Landa. I couldn't help it, people! He was a total asshole but he was just so hilarious. I recommend this movie to you guys, even if it was quite bloody.

First off, here's a sentence from Matt's most recent blog:

"I'm fully focused on returning to Smackdown and making it the Matt Hardy Show!"

GOD HELP US ALL. D:

Lola is being particularly stupid today. I love her with everything I have but holy crap. She's all about me using these weird country-bumpkin apps on Facebook and WILL NOT LET UP. Today I said, "Just because you're from the same county as Matt doesn't mean you have to be as dumb and internet-obsessed as him!" To which I had a pen thrown at my head. This is what real friendships are made of, guys. It really is. (Either that or after 6 years we've decided the other has way too many faults to even try to fix them all.)

Also, what is it with all of you Facebook peeps and this Farm Town/Farmville application? STOP SENDING ME INVITES, YOU HICKS.

I WON'T LET THOSE ZOMBIES FUCK UP YOUR BIRTHDAY, YO.

(Even though I'm still totally jealous over those cupcakes that Nick baked! I wanted to eat them! ^^)

Hey luckystar37! I got your card and pictures! *squeals with glee* Ahaha, Punk looks so freaking gross, but I'm so overjoyed (and slightly turned on) by the pics you sent of him. Colt and the Evil-Eyed Ref also made me flail wildly as well. Thank you SOOOO much! <3333333 *glomps and hugs*

NOW I MUST FIND AN ADORABLE CARD TO WRITE IN.

I can tell that it's been a year since I started my new LJ by the fact that I'm once again mentioning our annual Troyfest. Once again, fresh-squeezed lemonade and Polish sausages fucking dominated. Unfortunately, it was hot as balls outside so I didn't stay very long. Megan texted me to come over since she's house-sitting for her parents, so when I went over there we decided to go see a movie.

Transformers 2 for the motherfucking win! I thought the first one was good, but this was even better! I'm not going to do anyting spoiler-y because I'm feeling like being nice for once, but oh god. The only thing that ruined the experience was the fact that I think someone managed to shit their pants, so we had to smell that intermittently throughout the entire thing. Did I mention that it was hot outside and the theater was fucking packed? Ugh. However, there were some little kids sitting next to me and every time something happened to Shia LeBoeuf (or whatever the fuck his name is) they would scream, "NOOOO!" I think one of them almost cried at one point. It was really hard not to laugh.

Go and let Optimus Prime make it juicy for you!

In other news, Mom and I were going through some of Grandma's books and we came across a shitload of Biblical literature and whatnot. I was flipping through my grandfather's missals and was absently singing to myself. Mom asked me what the hell was I was talking about and I realized that I was singing "Last Caress." Fail.

Our bank just bought another bank that was getting ready to close down. So now we have 24 new branches to deal with. HATEHATEHATEHATE!

I originally planned to have a rant typed out because I had a crappy fucking morning, but when lunch rolled around Ashley and I split my leftover lasagna and she bought us both side salads from McDonald’s, so I’m infinitely happier.

Run-on sentence is running on.

Anyway. Turns out my uncles Jimmy (biological) and Al (for all intents and purposes, he IS Jimmy’s spouse even if those jackasses in Washington say differently) were just dropping by to drop off a crapload of stuff from Grandma’s house. After that they were going to Florida for vacation. So last night Mom, Dad and I went through tons of shit and threw away most of it. There are only so many dishes we can have, folks. We also watched “The Marine” since it randomly came on TV and who DOESN’T love an opportunity to mock John Cena? (Contrary to a lot of other people, I actually like the guy, but he is so easy to mock.)

After going through boxes and boxes of stuff, I am the proud new owner of:

1. A serape that is beyond rad. Seriously.
2. A little turtle made out of conch shells (so cute you guys, I’m not even joking).
3. Three vinyls – two Merle Haggard records and a Hank Williams. (FUCK YES.)

I would like to take time out to mention that I rule.

Sweet Jebus, I’m rambling again. Steven is being a biyatch so I’m going to be mean to him via e-mail and get some more work done before I roll on out of this bitch.

Note: I have just been informed that my little turtle is actually missing his head, and what I thought was the head is actually his tail. I also had to walk through a group of smokers outside and now I smell bad. DAMMIT.

First Off: OH GOD JEFF HARDY PLEASE JUST GO AWAY. You're just a bitter little man because Punk pwned you this past Sunday and you're too much of a whiny redneck to take your loss like a man. At least your lardass brother is funny when he complains. So be gone, you awful grungy person.

(Yes, I know it's a storyline, fuck off!)

Now that I've gotten that off my chest - ah, Saturday! Methinks today will consist of nothing more than re-casting a movie version of The Stand with Steven. We've already decided that Willem Dafoe will play Randall Flagg, if only because he's creepy and hilarious and Steven has a man-crush on him. (I think he prefers Willem as that gay FBI agent in "The Boondock Saints", but that's neither here nor there.) ANYWAY. And no, neither of us can agree on a Roland for our imaginary Dark Tower film so we're not casting that one yet. Why does no one share my genius vision?!

Also, OMGWTFHORSEYBIRD I have discovered (albeit quite belatedly) the joys of Supernatural. Why don't I listen to you guys more? Uh, let's not get into that. I mean, I'll admit that Jeffrey Dean Morgan is sort of a perk, but wow, that show is great. I saw a rerun of the episode "Metamorphosis" and there was a guy being all bloodthirsty and then he broke some dude's fist in a bar and it was glorious. Also, Dean comes across as a douchebag so he's automatically my favorite out of the two brothers.

(Thanks to Deby, who tolerated my texting Thursday night.)

Anyway, Dad is going to be grilling stuff outside, and I need to get showered and dressed so that Ashley, Brittany and I can go enjoy "The Hangover" tonight. Oh, stupid movies. <3

NYAR HAR HAR HAR!

(I can't explain that little outburst. :\)

( On the dude front )

( Friends and food )

( Fan-whoring )

So how have you guys been?