Meow takes on a new meaning...meow

whoa babes.......yah yah yah i'm alive....so i haven't blogged...but wtf do you want? i've been "hibernating" again....aka eating my feelings...lol oh to live in CA and have EDs be so widely accepted...oh don't knock it.....you know who you are...and i know what you do or don't eat..lol
anyways fing slutty gretchy has been texting me incessantly to finally post a blog...wth..it's not my fault she is just now finding out how very boring office life is....i tried to warn her..but no, no one listens to GMA....
sooo i took a peeksie back and saw i hadn't blogged since July...go figure....i'm not sure wth gretchy would like me to talk about..it's been a while....damn the old skool Mini days seem like eons ago..well they were...time flys when you realize that today you are officially closer to turning 30..than you are 29..who me? upset...nah never....but literally yesterday i was officially 29.5 years old..hahaha..but anyways no ADD with this blog..lets discuss Mini's first visit back to SD....
She comes in November and obvi it's a party...people come out of the woodworks for her....i swear to you..but anyways a few drinks..or ten later....a run in occurs..no i'm being serious about this...OBVI a run in occurs..why wouldnt one? mary is here, and well it's me...i have bad luck..who do we see? ohhh why "dwight"...obvi his name is not dwight...but alas it is to be his new nickname..as in dwight from the office, since well they kinda remind me of one another...anyways i know dwight through biff...and dwight and i have mutual friends in the Bean..so we have been 'mature' since our initial meeting last summer at sandbar...for as 'mature' as two east coasters living in alcoholic induced SD can be...which pretty much means we have made out drunk, and dd one another each and every saturday night we go out....i should note i am not interested...i really only smooched him in the hopes biff would find out..and what? be jealous...pshhh..he wouldn't care..he's practically married to an unemployed 35 yr old...who me bitter? nah never...and i have facebook to thank for keeping me abreast on their status....but anyways so we see him at the fine establishment of Longboards in pb.....and mary naturally sidles up with his friend and i think? i suspect? shots were immediately bought..idk.,,,,any type of 'run in' after midnight can NOT be good....the next thing i remember we are walking to Dwights...and mary and friend leave??? and i am left alone with dwight...wtf...suddenly i dont feel so well...( no sers ) i try to pass out on the couch downstairs..but dwight aint having it..he really should have left me alone...next thing i know...we are making out...and i REALLY dont feel well...so i go into the bathroom where i proceed to 'give back' my drinks.....err yah this is bad...i puke all over his sink....three times...yet somehow think its kinda? sorta? funny...get back into bed...and pass out...and yes i just mentioned i was going to be 30 this year...this is the behavior of a 21 year old..anyways in the morning, dwight is being funny but serious when he asks me to clean his sink....i glare at him and inform him "i am NOT cleaning that" and i cackle...but hey could i get a ride home?? and letsbehonest, i wasn't even awkward..because i think i was still drunk....and hey where was mary now that i think about it...
sooo good to have my little angel back in san diego.....with regard to my mini she also came back in January....and for her five nights on her two visits back here ( one in Nov and one in Jan ) she has yet to spend the night with anyone who she knew here originally..ie. she was making 'new friends' each night back here in sd!!.....smirk :)
anyways in other news, i still have the same job..it will be three years..i know right...my longest job ever..but thanks to the recession, no one can afford expensive workout wear so it makes my job that much more boring...
being a homeowner is...interesting??...interesting bc i can no longer call the apt complex to come fix my clogged toilet ( whatever, i admit it i have a love affair with toilet paper ), or learn how to drain my own sink, etc etc etc...and the list really does go on....oh don't knock it, like you would know how to fix a broken breaker??? i suppose we could talk about the decor ( or utter lack their of ) of the LJB...i would probably be itching to move to a new city based on my prior history at this juncture of my life, but oh wait i have a 30 year mortgage..and will be here till i'm 59...no comment.....in my next blog i will discuss 'my neighbor' and our current situation..thanks to the wise words of annie she informed me 'not to shit in my own bed'...so while we flirt..and i somehow got so nervous and hit my car ( damage over a $1000 in front of him ) .. i will follow this advice..for the moment...but yes folks i'm into my neighbor....and i think? he may be into me...despite my poor parking skills..but whatever...that will have to be for another blog...
Besides i'm cautious about bringing anyone here...especially when i will have a new fat cat...no you are not blind...i am getting a cat...i never thought i would be saying this or actually going through with it..but wth..desperate times call for desperate measures...now the irony of the situation is that i did some research serious as in research about the cats...i dont want to bore you all with the details but girls with allergies cant be choosers......and so i finally found a breeder and passed the 'pussy allergy test'.....and gasp i am getting a kitten from Mamma named Aremenda..for some reason i deciede i want to see what daddy kitty looks like..and i found my kittys daddy online...i kid you not, the cat is literally 30 plus pounds...NO SERS...its true.....i had tears in my eyes when i saw kitty daddy....like it weighs more than the pug that i have so desperately always wanted....errr anyways....bahaha...worst case scenario, i have an arrangement and i have someone who will take care of her if her need be...smirk . i know a cat..and a fat cat none the less..i always wanted a scrawny plain white one..there goes that idea!!!...yah i see it now : a single 30 year old who lives alone...buys FAT CAT... i might as well stamp : WARNING clear across my forehead...ughhhh but wth..my shrinkie supports this..yah yah yah i HAD to start seeing her again...she shouldn't have 'left me to my own devices' for a year...bc then maybs i wouldn't be in this desperate situation...lol.....
so that's all i've got for the moment....i really wrote this for Grettchy....i promise i will post another one shortly...ohhhhhh fair enough..i'll post another just as soon as i call back pf...who people i must inform you all is moving...to North Carolina.....but no worries not until the end of the summer, so that gives me half a year to be a complete a**hole....and truly put an end to the ten year run.....i mean it started when i was 19 and soon i will be 30......meow..