Look out Chicago. Here We Come.

This isn't even a post today you guys.  It's more of a super awesome announcement of amazing-ness and wonder.
Kids, some fellow fun girl bloggers and I are taking on Chicago for a weekend meet up this summer.
Care to join us?  The fun will be immeasurable.
Check out the details here:  Cheesy Bloggers.
It's going to be EPIC y'all.

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The Time I Whored Myself for Cash. I MEAN....Helped Out the Scientific Community. It was All for Science. The Money Was Just a Bonus.

As most freshmen in college can probably relate, cash is a necessity, and in limited supply.  (unless you're a trust fund baby or your parents pay for all the things, then I fucking hate you, you spoiled brat.)
In 1997 I found myself in the cash-strapped college freshman boat, and I needed some money pronto.  YES, I was working part-time.  YES, my parents helped a little when they could.  But going out drinking and then hitting the street food vendors multiple nights a week gets expensive.  I needed some moo-la.

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My Simple-Minded, Not at All Researched, Non-Endorsed, Totally Biased Take on the 2012 Election Year.

Good grief you guys.  The state of our politics in this country is blowing my mind.  I can't even believe what I see and hear anymore about these guys vying for the presidency of the United States of America.
Here's my thoughts on all of these clowns.
Ron Paul, aka the CUTEST Keebler elf around:
FREE COOKIES FOR ALL!

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I'm a Human Roller Coaster and You Probably Should Avoid This Ride.

I'm not good with words lately unless they're profanity-ridden and bitter so I drew you a diagram of me and my brain lately.  I should really wear a warning sign that says, "Tread carefully.  If you get too close or blink incorrectly, the RAGE will commence."  I know I need to get out of this funk, and pronto, but that's the thing with funks, you can't just turn them off with the snap of your fingers.  Or, in my case, the flipping of the bird.

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In Case You Ever Wondered What it Would Be Like to Be Married to Me

In the wee hours of the morning, before the sun is up or alarm clocks have gone off....
Me:  Hubby.  Wake up.  Wake up.  WAKE. UP.
Hubby:  Hmm??  *grunt, moan, roll over*
Me:  We need to have a serious talk.  Now.  Are you even listening?  Cuz this is SERIOUS.
Hubby: What?
Me:  I've lost 25 pounds and my boob are drooping.  Like, National Geographic style.  Like, would you like syrup with your pancakes? drooping.

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The Idiotic Half Birthday Phenomenon

Today Bossy Girl made the comment that Sunday will be her "half birthday."
HUH?
Half birthday?
WTF?
This isn't the first time I've heard of this and the fact that people actually celebrate it.  Bossy Girl was invited to a half birthday party last summer, and I'm sorts of confused about the purpose behind it. We did NOT go, by the way.

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