While blindingly painstruck and sick of what i see on my flickr, i post some cats, knowing full well i have to go to the hospital, which i dread for mostly non medical reasons.
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After hanging out for five hours, they send me home with Vicodin and a hand injury.
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The next day the Bees tries to suck up some lap time, as she has been sorely deprived of laps and playtime.
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Post probing papers procured. Next day: ultrasound.
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After the scans, i duck into the gift shop as i see my brother chatting up some girl and i wanna give him a shot. So i buy some toys for the Bees and consider alien balls.
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Ta da. That's it for now. Off the hated Vicodin. On the mega Motrin.
i applaud my own pain management and am having chocolate, ice cream, coffee and a cigarette.

Meanwhile, i'm trying to construct a message for my grandma in Korean that says something like "Hello, Most Honorable Maternal Grandmother. I hope you are well and we both are better real soon. Look, I have another disgusting animal in the house. Isn't she cute? i hope we get to see each other sometime soon. Felicitations and happy mother's day. Tell my mother to get a new hair style. She has to listen to you; you're her mother. i hope to send stuff soon. Don't worry, I do not usually wear my hair in large horns or this much make up. Love, Your Granddaughter."
Also, mayble i'll write something in Korean and hold it up, then do something extremely goofy or a magic trick.

i'm currently being heckled by two barely pubescent girls in my back yard who can't see me.
i told them to have fun storming the castle. They didn't get it.

Heckling people in their homes? That's bold. These kids today...they wouldn't know how to storm a castle if one came up and bit them on their onion wearing belts.

Glad things are less scary medically-speaking eth.

i just talked to the cops. The manager wasn't answering and i warned them. They came inside, banging n all the doors, i yelled at them to stop and they thought they could force their way in, because i "was harassing them." A mom finally dragged them off screeching. They they returned to the back, screaming, saw the cop car and scream "Run!"
They cops thought i was funny.
i told them to "nip it in the bud."

It would almost be funny if i wasn't in the screeching pain.
Seems a bit extreme but after the kicking and screaming and defying of mothers, not a bad thing. i warned them. they were upsetting the Bees.

i've said it before:
My cat is never going to cure cancer, but she is definitely never going to end up blowing some guy for crank in the stairwell either, so i win.
Thirteen and eleven and so very stupid.
i want notification of reprisal, dammit.

They chewed out the mom, how unfair.
This has all be unexpectedly draining.

be= been
What a lot of typos.

I've loved reading your notes...I usually have to stay on the vicodin to be that funny.

The family in question has already been served eviction papers, but fully expec to be hassled in the next thirty days.
i will make sure to look as punked out as possible so i can sneer that the dumb kid and scare the bejesus out of her.
"She called us hags and old bags and bitches! We're not leaving! She harassed us!"
i believe i told them to go learn to drive and vote for the next five years.
So angry and completely ignorant. This kid is a sponge of righteous fury. i could pour anything in there.

i don't think i can stop laughing if i ever see her. She was screaming, "Lesbian!" as her mom dragged her away, and anything she could think of, to make her friend laugh. "Old bag!"

At first it was:
"Are you a computer?"
i think the little dark haired one is the young side kick and she's the blond bitch, acting out all over the place for attention. Cheyenne and something. It's a teen novel mini drama.

Sounds like you're trapped in an after-school special.

i could write darkside Sweet Valley High books and use all their real names.
Trailer Teen Terror.

She'd be considered the plucky heroine if she wasn't so lost. i am taking their picture when i get a chance. i shoulda taken pictures. It should have occurred to me.

I think you're on to something there. Plus you can do the illustrations, too. Keep it all in-house.

If i was on the Vicodin i could have accidental disemboweled her.
i wish i had a taser.

accidentally
It's me or the keyboard or me on the keyboard.
Gah.
Now i'm so tired, maybe i can put off the video for a bit.
Must remember not to disembowel big children.

i don't think i can stop laughing if i ever see her. She was screaming, "Lesbian!"

Don't worry, the Greeks will be serving papers; the minx will get her comeuppance.

Next time, i'll say, "You mean witch," and spray them with disinfectant and fireworks.
They actually tried the door. i kinda really want to smack her.

spray them with disinfectant and fireworks

Just make sure you do it in that order. With any luck, the fireworks will ignite the disinfectant.

i plan to be flaming.

Hey, we're supposed to discuss Lesbians in the other thread! The Recent Comments page is really confusing me.

Lesbians are notorious thread jumpers. They just won't stay put.

Notorious lesbian high jumpers are all the rage with tweens.

Also, Miley Cyrus: slutty slutslut? Or misunderstood preslut? Slutty lesbians weigh in with their titillating opinions, in a slutty tween thread coming up next on MetaChat. PS: Sluts and Lesbians!!!!

Here is my thing with the Miley Cyrus photos - didn't the wonderful Annie do the same kind of photos with the wonderful Natalie Portman? When she was 15-ish? I'm too lazy to back it up. But why are actors allowed somehow to do these type of photos, and singers are not? Unfair to singers, say aye.

i remain completely unexposed to the Miley Cyrus.
If knowledge of the Miley Cyrus will aid in harassing tweens, i'll do it.
Tweens are surprisingly full of it, and thirteen is a hard age.

i think being a manufacture performer type is what bothers people, as if you are a hapless poseable doll any concept of what is going on, but this girl has some big time deal that markets exclusively to children so people get upset.

i think being a manufactured performer type is what bothers people, as if you are a hapless poseable doll without any concept of what is going on, but this girl has some big time deal that markets exclusively to children so people feel the right to get upset.

Gah.

i keep thinking "Don't Kill Children" (starts at 4:22).
Also "Don't Put Marbles In Your Nose."

i wish i could have a drink.

but mmmmmmm coffee! chocolate! ice cream!

But why are actors allowed somehow to do these type of photos, and singers are not?

It's not that. It's just that Cyrus has been HEAVILY marketed to pre-teens with an "I'm a VIRGIN who loves JESUS!" message. She wears a purity ring and references her faith frequently. She's supposed to be the squeakiest of the squeaky clean, so for her to do something so immodest as to pose topless for a magazine...well, that gives people the vapors.

Personally, I couldn't care less. And despite the fact that Hannah Montana is bigger than Elvis and the Beatles combined to all the kids in my daughter's class, rossi jr. is just befuddled by her popularity. "I don't get it," she'll say, "she's not that great."

My girly's got her head screwed on straight. I'll send her over to have a talk with your tormentors, eth.

The thing that pisses me off the most was they assumed they were terrorizing some old lady at least in her seventies. They wanted to storm into some old lady's apartment and hassle her. What the fuck.
Seriously.
i know that whole thirteen year old fearless stupid bored thing was in action but good god. i bet the cop who was almost seven feet tall tried to scare the shit out of her, i just wish i knew what riot act was being read to the mom, who couldn't stop her from kicking the door and having a totally false yet self righteous tantrum that she heard through the floor. If they hadn't been banging on everyone's doors and making a racket, i probably wouldn't have called the cops, but i know the older lady down the hall isn't well either and the guy next door is very nervous. She's just waiting for the right opportunistic pedophile.

Your kids aren't tweens, jrossi. Does anyone here have tweens? Isn't openly divulging lots of information to strangers you can't see a bit fucked up? Isn't attempting home invasion on the supposed elderly more than a bit fucked up? i have an awful lot of silly string by the door.