Lets talk about Vodka for a moment.
I've been noticing the banner on this site for Reyka Vodka from Iceland. It makes me laugh a little because when I was visiting Iceland in 2001, I have to say that most icelanders did not have a very high opinion of Icelandic vodkas. They seemd to prefer imported vodkas from other scandanavian countires. I'd be interested to try Reyka though.
to be honest the BEST vodka I've ever had comes from Mongolia.
Chinggis.
My grandfather got a bottle from some one who brought it with them from mongolia. it is so smooth. I not a huge fan of Vodka shots, but I could put this stuff down like it was water. yummmmmmmm. if you can find it, GET it.
ok now lets talk about Bjork and how cute she is...
yes i love that crazy icelandic bitch.
I've been noticing the banner on this site for Reyka Vodka from Iceland. It makes me laugh a little because when I was visiting Iceland in 2001, I have to say that most icelanders did not have a very high opinion of Icelandic vodkas. They seemd to prefer imported vodkas from other scandanavian countires. I'd be interested to try Reyka though.
to be honest the BEST vodka I've ever had comes from Mongolia.
Chinggis.
My grandfather got a bottle from some one who brought it with them from mongolia. it is so smooth. I not a huge fan of Vodka shots, but I could put this stuff down like it was water. yummmmmmmm. if you can find it, GET it.
ok now lets talk about Bjork and how cute she is...
yes i love that crazy icelandic bitch.
things are looking up today.
biggest revelation of the day? The world does not revolve around me. Why do I always think it's about me? it's not. I'm silly.
I like mermaids.
biggest revelation of the day? The world does not revolve around me. Why do I always think it's about me? it's not. I'm silly.
I like mermaids.
ok time to let the anger go and have a better day. Buttmunch, (aka my boss) has apologized.
ok...ummm....well it's bright and sunny today and warm. other than that...I'm not sure what to say.
I'm feeling a bit emotionally confused...but I'm having some kida big mood swings...one second I feel dispair and the next I feel like everything is fine...so I just need to ride this out, take my meds and try to get on an even keel.
yup.
I'll be back with some sort of image to post here...cause I hate posting w/o images. my blogs must be multi-sensory damn it!
oh ok..here we go...India is gunning for Richard Gere's ass because of this "highly erotic" kiss.
heh. if that's highly erotic in India, remind me not to have sex with anyone there. seriously though they want to arrest the both of them for that lame ass smooch. whoa.
I'll leave you with some images of India that I love...from the movie Kama Sutra...now that's a highly erotic movie.
(oh and my computer at work has no sound so I can't hear the song in the video. I generally like Placebo, but if it's lame then sorry. enjoy the prettyness.)
ok...ummm....well it's bright and sunny today and warm. other than that...I'm not sure what to say.
I'm feeling a bit emotionally confused...but I'm having some kida big mood swings...one second I feel dispair and the next I feel like everything is fine...so I just need to ride this out, take my meds and try to get on an even keel.
yup.
I'll be back with some sort of image to post here...cause I hate posting w/o images. my blogs must be multi-sensory damn it!
oh ok..here we go...India is gunning for Richard Gere's ass because of this "highly erotic" kiss.
heh. if that's highly erotic in India, remind me not to have sex with anyone there. seriously though they want to arrest the both of them for that lame ass smooch. whoa.
I'll leave you with some images of India that I love...from the movie Kama Sutra...now that's a highly erotic movie.
(oh and my computer at work has no sound so I can't hear the song in the video. I generally like Placebo, but if it's lame then sorry. enjoy the prettyness.)
someone needs to put my asshole cocksucking mother fucker of a boss in his place. and that person can no be me, unfortunately. I wish ta fuck I could walk out of this place right now and never come back, but that is not an option.
here's the situation and it's fucking dumb as hell. I'm really upset now.
My boyfriend works for a very exclusive golf course resort that caters to senators and the super rich. He is a consierre (or how ever you spell it.) basically he works the front desk and handles the rental of the time shares there. Well it came up in conversation with my boss that my man worked there and then (and I think this is kinda rude) my boss says hey do you think he can get me a hat from there. I said I'd ask.
My man said he could get one, but he doesn't work in the golf pro shop and doesn't really get over there much because he has to stay at the desk and there is only one person on for a shift at a time. Also it should be noted that he often works from 3-11pm at night...so by the time he might get a break to go the shop is closed. So it's been a month since my boss asked and my man still hasn't had a chance to go get the stupid fucking hat.
Today my boss has a childish hissy, that OBVIOUSLY Dan doesn't want to get the hat, because it's been over a month since he asked and just nevermind. I'm sorry what was that? you ask some one to go out of thier way to do somethng for you and then when they aren't able to complete the task on YOUR fucking time frame, you get mad and take it out on me? FUCK YOU! OK my boyfriend is and Asshole, and NO he doesn't fucking like you, because I came home crying almost every day the first year I worked for you because you are an ass. no he doesn't care if you get a fucking dumb hat from an exclusive golf course you'll never set foot on and that you just want so you can look fucking important.
I've tried to explain the situation to my asshole boss , but he OBVIOUSLY doesn't get it because he's a pig fucker. The conversation ended with me saying I can't control my boyfriend, because apparently the explaination about his hours and not working in the pro shop didn't compute.
fuck.
here's the situation and it's fucking dumb as hell. I'm really upset now.
My boyfriend works for a very exclusive golf course resort that caters to senators and the super rich. He is a consierre (or how ever you spell it.) basically he works the front desk and handles the rental of the time shares there. Well it came up in conversation with my boss that my man worked there and then (and I think this is kinda rude) my boss says hey do you think he can get me a hat from there. I said I'd ask.
My man said he could get one, but he doesn't work in the golf pro shop and doesn't really get over there much because he has to stay at the desk and there is only one person on for a shift at a time. Also it should be noted that he often works from 3-11pm at night...so by the time he might get a break to go the shop is closed. So it's been a month since my boss asked and my man still hasn't had a chance to go get the stupid fucking hat.
Today my boss has a childish hissy, that OBVIOUSLY Dan doesn't want to get the hat, because it's been over a month since he asked and just nevermind. I'm sorry what was that? you ask some one to go out of thier way to do somethng for you and then when they aren't able to complete the task on YOUR fucking time frame, you get mad and take it out on me? FUCK YOU! OK my boyfriend is and Asshole, and NO he doesn't fucking like you, because I came home crying almost every day the first year I worked for you because you are an ass. no he doesn't care if you get a fucking dumb hat from an exclusive golf course you'll never set foot on and that you just want so you can look fucking important.
I've tried to explain the situation to my asshole boss , but he OBVIOUSLY doesn't get it because he's a pig fucker. The conversation ended with me saying I can't control my boyfriend, because apparently the explaination about his hours and not working in the pro shop didn't compute.
fuck.
Yesterdays post was about the Pandora's box in my life.
All my wise friends here have warned me and I heed the advice. I thought about it alot last night and I don't want to open the box at this point. I'm not prepared for what maybe inside.
I'm just having a freak out basically. I'm turning 30 next month, which is kind o a milestone if a do say so myself. None of my serious relationships have lasted longer than 5 years and now my man and I are in our 5th year and I'm wondering if it's all going to fall apart. But I need to talk to him. yesterday I was speculating, without actually having had a conversation on what he wants and needs. It's clear that I'm worried that after 5 years I can't turn him on any more, but I have not even discussed that issue with him. I'm jumping to conclusions and I know that's not smart. because alot of what I feel maybe in my head. if it's not and there's a problem we'll have to deal with it.
I don't think it helps that I've been forgetting to take my zolof. I'm getting to the weepy stage again. I need to get my head on straight. how can I deal with my relationship if I can't handle myself? I can't. period.
All my wise friends here have warned me and I heed the advice. I thought about it alot last night and I don't want to open the box at this point. I'm not prepared for what maybe inside.
I'm just having a freak out basically. I'm turning 30 next month, which is kind o a milestone if a do say so myself. None of my serious relationships have lasted longer than 5 years and now my man and I are in our 5th year and I'm wondering if it's all going to fall apart. But I need to talk to him. yesterday I was speculating, without actually having had a conversation on what he wants and needs. It's clear that I'm worried that after 5 years I can't turn him on any more, but I have not even discussed that issue with him. I'm jumping to conclusions and I know that's not smart. because alot of what I feel maybe in my head. if it's not and there's a problem we'll have to deal with it.
I don't think it helps that I've been forgetting to take my zolof. I'm getting to the weepy stage again. I need to get my head on straight. how can I deal with my relationship if I can't handle myself? I can't. period.
