Random Thoughts to Entertain You

Isn’t it funny how you can be surrounded by people yet feel so alone in the world?


My addiction to Farmville has waned. I’m still a dedicated farmer, yet I am not obsessed with it like I was.

Daughter is obsessed with making up songs about pooping and peeing. Yesterday, she amused herself for most of the day recording songs on Husband’s new Blackberry regarding these topics. I’m half tempted to let her record one on mine and set it as my ringtone.

As you may have inferred from the above statement, I finally broke down and bought a blackberry. My cell phone contract ended a couple of weeks ago, so I decided to leap into the next decade on the cutting edge of smartphones. Granted, it’s no iPhone, but I’m morally against iPhones, so a blackberry was the next best thing. My problem with iPhones is that everyone has one or tries to convince you how great they are, so I immediately want to buck the trend. I’m like that.

My new job is awesome. It takes up so much of my time, but that’s a good thing because I have no life anyway and it’s not like I need all kinds of free time. (No sarcasm intended here. Really.)

My dad’s aunt passed away a week ago and her visitation and funeral were this past Friday/Saturday. Was it wrong of me to pull a no-show? I wasn’t close to her and probably haven’t seen her since my wedding 14 years ago. She treated my dad like crap and I just didn’t want to be bothered.

Sometimes it’s better not to wear your heart on your sleeve.

Husband drives me up a wall sometimes, but last night I was reminded by a friend of mine on Facebook, that sometimes things could be worse. My friend took a job in New Orleans because the job market is so bad here. He left his wife and three daughters. Last night, he posted a status message that said, “Two hours and 11 minutes on the phone with the love of my life, and it still wasn’t enough.” They’ve been married over 12 years. (*tear*)

I have had Lady Gaga’s song, “Bad Romance” stuck in my head for the last several weeks. It’s driving me INSANE. Damn that woman for making a overly-catchy song. It’s the fucking “Ra-ra ooo la la, ra-ma, ooo ga-ga” shit that keeps running through my brain like a wildfire runs through the hills of dry California in the summer. I can’t decide if I should just give into to it and sing it out loud like a lunatic or if I should keep the lunacy to myself.

Ever need a friend and they’re not there for you? I hate it when I call my friends over and over and I can’t get a hold of them. Especially when I have an issue that appears to be life or death and I need a friend to talk to. Although I must admit, I have the ringer turned off on my phone and have missed a friend’s emergency a time or two. Ooops.

What the hell is the matter with Gary Coleman? Looks like the guy needs some anger management classes? I’m always disappointed to hear stories like this about him because I used to love “Different Strokes” as a kid.

Does anyone really give a shit about Brad and Angelina?

Saw my mom last weekend and she took me to a cosmetics store. She ended up buying me a bunch of make-up – and then told me at the checkout counter that since I’m a lawyer “now”, I need to look more “professional”. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?

I need to get my car washed in the worst way. I’m now officially embarrassed to drive it because it’s so dirty. But I consider it a waste of money to go to the carwash because the weather is so wet and crummy around here, all it is going to do is immediately get dirty again.