takin' care of business....

groundcat was right about "no country for old men" being good stuff. it's being nominated for all kinds of awards. we watched a series of films during the thanksgiving holiday, all concerning found money, violence, mayhem, and bloody endings. blood simple, a simple plan, and no country for old men all taught me one lesson: if you find a satchel of cash, do not take it! bad crap will happen. we also watched rosemary's baby, which teaches one to not trust nosy senior citizens. they may seem harmless, but you'll end up impregnated by satan.

i've been hanging out and TCB lately. getting super busy at work again, paying off a 20 year old student loan from OSU, watching the sea-monkeys get knocked up, and some other stuff i can't talk about right now. some big news may be happening soon. well, big news to me!

starbucks has sugar-free gingerbread syrup and it makes the best (warm, not iced) latte. but having to stand around listen to josh groban sing xmas carols while they make my latte is torture.

what else to report? getting ready for xmas but not spending a lot this year. dental bills, student loans, vacations, and major jeep repairs this fall have me on a budget. of course this doesn't preclude me for getting starbucks (usually around $5) at least twice a week. that's a necessity!

i'm boring myself. here are some funny pics yanked from this here blog. enjoy!


Comments

Ben said…
I like coffee! The end is near!

A word or two before you go...

General Tzo is marching...
1:54 PM
GLITTERGIRL said…
wow, long-lost ben has commented on my blog!

blogs have gotten boring lately, especially mine. maybe i am in a blog-slump? work stress and holidays maybe have broken my blogging spirit.

good to hear from ben though.

(general tzo? is that the chinese chicken meal that reynolds loves so much???)
2:34 PM
Mojito Libre said…
I'd rather hang out with senior citizens while getting impregnated by Satan than stand around in Starbucks listening to Josh Grobin sing Oh Christmas Tree.

/hell, I'd settle for getting impregnated by Uncle Tank rather than listen to Groblin.
3:00 PM
GLITTERGIRL said…
mojito can tell you that when i read the quote above, i laughed and snorted at my desk.

LMFAO!!!!
4:00 PM
copaX said…
ohhh...uncle tank and impregnation. Sore subject with Tank unfortunately. There was a time back in the early 90s where uncle tank started to explore the idea of donating sperm to make some extra cash. He thought it was a real win/win situation for him. He was a little disappointed when he got to the clinic, though. See in his mind, he figured that there would be actual sex involved with a "hot piece of good ole' cherry pie" to paraphrase. He assumed there would be some sort of contraption that would extract the sperm after he completed "donating", since of course Uncle Tank does not believe in the use of condoms. "Son," he once said, even after I corrected him that I was his nephew, " condoms are like garbage bags. If the trash doesn't get to rot in the sun, how can it be expected to turn into fertilizer?!" Uncle Tank never could quite get the hang of metaphors.

Regardless, Uncle Tank arrived at the clinic and was disappointed when the nurse didn't stay in the room with him. He recounted, "I barely had the chance to undo my belt buckle, before the little tease was shutting the door behind her!"
4:22 PM
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