industrialwhimsy

It's been a awhile and all I can say about the starting of the season is I am so glade I have an air conditioner. . .

Thanks to the ants in my pants I took a nice long walk and dragged my little brother with me. In doing so I got some really great photos, and while I think of cell phones as pesky things that cause drama (all the while demanding that I have one in the same breath) cell phones that have cameras with cool settings is another story all together. I'm thinking about putting up a series of photos done in the negatives setting and taking the photos at night. I took some tonight and they came out looking really cool. As if the world around me was bathed in white and dark blue.
I've also been truning a thought around in my pretty little head about writting a story... but I believe I need several unbiased opinions and an editor.
Snarky comments are not what today was about for me. Its laughter and something discustingly magical.

Dispite the fact that Holidays can be entertaining they can be the most irritateing and stress induced time of the year. And with this thought I bring to light my favorite anthology of all time. Dubbed "The Dreaded Feast Writers on Enduring the Holidays" it takes all I absolutely hate about the holidays and brings them to light while creating decapitating humor out of the things that I do love. Wheather it's the familiy memebers that just can't leave you alone or when Santa realizes that he would rather be eatting bon bons thatn jump down tiny chimeys to give presents to girls and boys across the world in the span of eight hours (Im just guessing). This book edited by Michele Clarke and Taylor Plimpton is the best gut busting treat I have ever givien to myself.
I have had this book for about three years now and everytime it gets me excited about Christmas regaurdless of the upcoming extravaganza of Yuletide madness.
Now all I have to do is figure out how to stop this stupid setting that is on my computer right now that is preventing me from editing my own friggin journal! I can go back and insert anything without deleting a tiny stupid letter in one stupid word! I mean COME ON! IT'S JUST A STUPID LETTER! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!!!!!!!! @%^&$#%^@!#$!%$@&%#*&@!#$&!@%*(kicks computer tower in imagination) SON OF A BISCUTS MONKEY!!!!! !@$#@%#@@*&%*%#@!
Anyways people make sure that you at least check out this book at the library or go to a bookstore and try not to laugh/hypervenalate in the isles while you read snipits. Best section that I know will make people laugh their asses off will be pages 13- 20 and 99-103. You will wonder why some people aren't institutinalized in general and will never think of Santa the same way again. Promise. Trust me and my abundant exuberance (or lack there of) for Christmas.
Because it's easier to say this than name all the other friggin holidays at this time of year
HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYBODY AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Unless your Chinese then its happy new year in early Feburary.
And yes I did have a more jubilent mood before I found out my brother ate all my oreo cookies dipped in white fudge earlier and that fact that my computer hates it when I edit my journals.
Thankyou I.W. out!

So it really is the next day since I'm righting this at 1 am in the freaking morning because I can't get to sleep. But earlier I had a rush in with very bad luck. Alanis Morrisett might have desiced to show up in her clunker car from her 'Ironic' video and stalk me. Anyways, on top of being late for an appointment (and I mean 40 minutes late) my train decided to change directions at the last minute so I had tot get of the train and head back to my original stop only to see the trian that I did need pull in as I was pulling up. Deciding that I needed to book it to my train, I ran. Therefore, my cell decides to fly out of my pocket in three different directions that include the trian tracks! And on top of all of that bull sh*t I had to pee.  
Never the less I'm looking back on the situation now after some much desered retail therapy (that included free panties!)with delight. I can laugh my merry ass all the way to Christmas with my chocolate truffels from See's candy happily. Irony never tasted so good.

I believe by now that I should talk about myself besides my beautful cat sugar. I am unemployed and currently looking for work and sometimes things slip through my fingers without my even realising. I love chocolate. My view on the world is a little skwed, I believe that everything is just a little off and that no matter how much you try to adjust there will be more things with get currfuddled. SO just let it be!
Today is a most monumentous day for I have made the fluffiest pumpkin cheese cake EVER. I took one bite of this confectionary perfection and LOST IT. I wish I could upload a picture of the pumpkin cheese cake and jimmy rig the internet to give everyone a taste because DAMN that's some really good cheese cake!