Archive | September 2007

/rant on

Sep30

For the crystal clear record, I’m not talking about any of you. Promise.

Poppy pet peeve: People telling me they’re going to do things they have no intention of doing.

Someone has been promising me since March that he’ll email me about something and he still hasn’t. I wouldn’t care, except he keeps telling me every couple months, “oh, yup, I’m still totally going to email you!” Dude, just fucking forget it. I don’t even care! What I do care about? You keep dragging this out, like I’m just sitting around waiting for your fucking email and you’re some sort of really important person in my life who I can’t wait to reconnect with.

I hope he does finally send an email just so that I can ignore it indefinitely. Cuz I’m a bitchy bastard like that.

/rant off

Sep30

I am listening to Charlie Parker’s Okiedoke. :) What better way to spend a Sunday?

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perhaps a rhetorical question

Sep30

Why do people think it’s a good idea to call up radio stations and use fake voices (Arnold Schwarzenegger, Beavis, etc.) to give that station praise for being so awesome?

It just makes those people look stupid.

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Sep29

I bought the DVD Knocked Up today. The tag line for this movie is located to the right of Seth Rogen’s head and says, “what if this guy got you pregnant?” I’m really not into getting pregnant right now but I think there is more of a “would you even have sex with this dude?!” message underneath.

The question I pose to all of the internets: Am I the only one who thinks Seth Rogen is a total hottie?

Amy Sedaris might have one too

Sep29

My guest post about pretty kitties is up at Avi’s. Please enjoy.

For those of you too scared to go there I’ll scare you with some of my favorite girl from afar, Amy Sedaris, and then you’ll go running to Avi‘s just because it’s safer there.

Part 1 of Amy on Martha Stewart – Li’l Smoky Cheese Balls

Part 2 of Amy on Martha Stewart – Li’l Smoky Cheese Balls

Isn’t she great? :)

My first guest post evah

Sep28

Hi, all! Heh, I’ve been quiet today. Sorry about that. Just want to remind everyone that I am posting over at Avi‘s tomorrow. I think it’s a good post. You can think what you like about it, but you should leave me a comment there. (Or leave him one, that works too.)

Be forewarned: Nothing about his site is safe for children, for work, or for normal human beings.

An office spoiler party confessional grinning extravaganza because I like long titles, keep it comin’, hi.

Sep28

Michael hit Meredith with his car, which I almost did to someone who came out of nowhere yesterday. Luckily I didn’t actually hit her.

I’m only part way into the episode because I’M WATCHING IT ONLINE AT NBC.COM, WOOT FOR THEM CHANGING TO FULL EPISODES!!!, but I’m entirely convinced Kevin’s right about Jam. :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D (did I mention :D ?)

Oh, and Dwight totally killed Angela’s cat. Honestly, it was a mercy killing. I’m not yet sure if we learn how he did it, but … I’m just thinking of quality of life and how hard it was to keep my girl going when she was that sick. It sucks bags of gooey pus. (Yum! Hope you weren’t eating!)

Update: ZOMG JAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You have to be a good pessimist first in order to be a good optimist.

Sep27

Yah, I just made that up.

Feedback about the house showings: “We really like the house, but…”

The “buts” are things out of our control. One family needs to sell their house first, and it’s in the same town as ours where the market is the roughest in the county. The other family thought our house wasn’t private enough. For those of you who have seen the property from an aerial view (stalkers!) you can see that we’re really not next to much of anything, so what I surmise is that they didn’t like that there was no fence, or that the house isn’t surrounded by trees, or that the house is too close to the dead end road off a dead end road. *shrug*

I am hopeful. :) In Poppy fashion. For this one day I shall claim the title of fashionista.

f bomb

Sep27

Stupid fucking phone etiquette: The person who keeps CALLING MY PHONE but never leaving a message. If I don’t recognize your number I’M NOT PICKING UP THE CALL. TAKE A FUCKING HINT. You’ve called me 15 times in the last two weeks. Do I EVER answer? NO. NO, I DO NOT. EXCEPT BY ACCIDENT WHILE I MUMBLE “LEAVE ME A FUCKING VOICEMAIL MESSAGE.”

(And if you’re the one calling me, then I revise the entry to: Please leave me a voicemail so I know who you are. :)