Okay, here's what you're supposed to do, and try not to be lame and spoil the fun! Just copy (not forward) this entire e-mail and paste into a new e-mail that you can send. Change all the answers so that they apply to you. Then send this to awhole bunch of people you know, INCLUDING the person that sent it to you.
1. What is your current occupation? I'm professionally unemployed
2. What are you listening to right now? The hum of the computer and my mom's rabbit throwing a fit in her cage in the other room.
3. What was the last thing you ate? Sloppy Joes
4. Do you wish on stars? Occasionally
5. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Black
6. How is the weather right now? A balmy 44 degrees. Areyou sure this is January in Minnesota??
7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Um...someone at the temp agency I've worked through. Needed a new W-2form.
8. Do you like the person who sent this to you? From what I know of him, he's pretty cool and so far we share a lot in common. Shane rocks!!
9. How old are you today? 21
10. Favorite drink? Non Alcoholic - Mountain Dew. Alcoholic - Screwdrivers (or whiskey sours)
11. Favorite sport to watch? Hockey!!
12. Have you ever dyed your hair? Do highlights count?
13. Do you wear contacts or glasses? Both, but not at the same time
14. Pets? Four cats and one rabbit at my mom's and a cat back at my old place (I guess he'd technically belong to my ex-roommate then)
15. Favorite month? August
16. Favorite food? Pork Fried Rice
17. What was the last movie you watched? Sky High
18. Favorite day of the year? The day I get my tax refund check
19. What do you do to vent anger? Not much lately. But at the risk of freaking some people out, I used to punchwalls and self-injure. (still do the self-injury thing once in a great while)
20. What was your favorite toy as a child? Tinker Toys and the original Nintendo Entertainment System
21. Fall or Spring? Fall. (ditto)
22. Hugs or kisses? Both
23. Cherry or Blueberry? Cherry Pie, but Blueberry Cobbler
24. Do you want your friends to email you back? I'll probably just send this back to Shane and then post this on my blog so those that wish can post it ontheir own blogs and so on and so forth.
25. Who is most likely to respond? See above
26. Who is least likely to respond? Everyone (again, seeabove)
27. When was the last time you cried? Mid-September I think
28. What is on the floor of your closet? A bunch of my brother's stuff and junk that my sister didn't take with her when she and my dad moved
29. Who is the friend you have had the longest? That would have to be a boy named Lizzy
30. What did you do last night? I'm supposed to remember that far back? Um...I think I did something lame like bum around on the computer 'til like a quarter to midnight and then tried, to no avail, to go to sleep
31. Favorite smell? Grilling in the summer, freshbrownies, the smell outside just after it's rained
32. Who inspires you? Kinda lacking in the inspiration area lately
33. What are you afraid of? Probably being totally and completely alone the rest of my life. I hate to admit it most days, but I need at least some human contact every once in a while.
34. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Cheeseburgers! Man, I'm hungry now.
35. Favorite car? Hmm...I'd have to say either a LincolnTowncar (classy) or a Dodge Ram (kickbutt)
36. Favorite dog breed? Hands down a Rottweiler
37. Number of keys on your key ring? 5 - sister's house,apartment main door and apt. door, bike lock key, and handcuff key
38. How many years at your current job? I'm not working, but the longest job I had was for three years.
39. Favorite day of the week? Whatever day my mom has off of work
40. How many states have you lived in? MN
41. How many cities and towns have you lived in? Minneapolis, Eagan, and Lauderdale MN
42. What makes you happy? Getting/giving a real full-on hug, being with someone and being comfortable enough in the silence to not have to fill it with inane babble
43. What makes you sad? The saddest thing in the world is the feeling of lonliness
44. What's one good thing that happened to you today? I got to see my brother wrestle and win both of his matches. And I gotta give the boy props; last year he barely won any of his matches. This year he's ranked in the top two of his weight class and this Saturday he's going to the Gopher State Qualifier. You go boy!
So I know it says at the top to email this to everyone and I'm not saying you can't, but for those of you that read this and have been lacking something to write on your blog, maybe this could be the start of something.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Men beware
I got this off an aquaintance's livejournal.
FBI recruitment Women Warning!
The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks,interviews, and testing were done there were 3 finalists. Two men and a woman.For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun."We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill Her!"The man said, "You can't be serious, I could never shoot my wife."The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home."The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes. The man came out with tears in his eyes, "I tried, but I can't kill my wife." The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home."Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow."This gun is loaded with blanks" she said. "I had to beat him to death with the chair."
-- from Goliath
FBI recruitment Women Warning!
The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks,interviews, and testing were done there were 3 finalists. Two men and a woman.For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun."We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill Her!"The man said, "You can't be serious, I could never shoot my wife."The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home."The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes. The man came out with tears in his eyes, "I tried, but I can't kill my wife." The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home."Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow."This gun is loaded with blanks" she said. "I had to beat him to death with the chair."
-- from Goliath
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Know your ABCs
A- Age: 21
B- Band listening to right now: Simple Plan
C- Career in future: No clue
D- Dad's name: Dennis
E- Easiest person to talk to: Ryan
F- Favorite song at the moment: "Shut Up" from SP's Still Not Getting Any...
G- Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: worms
H- Hometown: grew up in Minneapolis (not really a town)
I- Instruments: a little guitar, a little saxophone, a little clarinet (don't tell anyone about that last one)
J- Job title: I'm professionally unemployed
K- Kids: They taste like chicken and I don't have plans to have any
L- Longest car ride ever: Not sure, but it was a straight drive from Minneapolis to Atlanta.
M- Mom's name: Dana
N- Number of siblings: 3
O- Oldest sibling: Tina
P- Phobia[s]: nothing really
Q- Quote you like: "I wasn't born with enough middle fingers"
R- Reason to smile: Just winning the lottery
S- Song you sang last: "Welcome to My Life" by Simple Plan (do you notice a theme there?)
T- Time you woke up: today? 6:30 am
U- Unknown fact about me: I can write html code
V- Vegetable you hate: Asparagus
W- Worst habit: not exercising enough
X- X-rays you've had: teeth, ankle, knee
Y- Yummy food: pizza, pasta, pork fried rice
Z- Zodiac sign: Pisces
B- Band listening to right now: Simple Plan
C- Career in future: No clue
D- Dad's name: Dennis
E- Easiest person to talk to: Ryan
F- Favorite song at the moment: "Shut Up" from SP's Still Not Getting Any...
G- Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: worms
H- Hometown: grew up in Minneapolis (not really a town)
I- Instruments: a little guitar, a little saxophone, a little clarinet (don't tell anyone about that last one)
J- Job title: I'm professionally unemployed
K- Kids: They taste like chicken and I don't have plans to have any
L- Longest car ride ever: Not sure, but it was a straight drive from Minneapolis to Atlanta.
M- Mom's name: Dana
N- Number of siblings: 3
O- Oldest sibling: Tina
P- Phobia[s]: nothing really
Q- Quote you like: "I wasn't born with enough middle fingers"
R- Reason to smile: Just winning the lottery
S- Song you sang last: "Welcome to My Life" by Simple Plan (do you notice a theme there?)
T- Time you woke up: today? 6:30 am
U- Unknown fact about me: I can write html code
V- Vegetable you hate: Asparagus
W- Worst habit: not exercising enough
X- X-rays you've had: teeth, ankle, knee
Y- Yummy food: pizza, pasta, pork fried rice
Z- Zodiac sign: Pisces
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Above and beyond little brother idiocy
Sometimes I swear I could strangle my little brother and feel no remorse. I'll explain.
My ex-roommate, Amber, came over today and brought all my dvds with her as I'd asked her to. I was busy doing dishes when she came over so she set the bag of dvds on the table and said that my mail was also in there. We proceed to have lunch and I tell my little brother that he needs to clean the litter box and take out a bag of trash (specifically stated "the canteloupe rinds here on the table"). We all go about our day as usual.
Later on, 'round about 4:30 or so, he starts to watch a movie and one of the previews is for a dvd I bought. I think to myself that I'd really like to watch it so I go to get it out of the bag to find...gasp...no bag. I call Amber and ask her where it was she put the bag and she said on the diningroom table, but it might have gotten moved to the floor. I say goodbye and look again. No bag. I ask Matthew if he had seen it. No of course not. I ask if he might've taken it out to the trash by accident. He of course doesn't remember. He said that he took the litter box stuff out, the canteloupe trash, and one of three bags of trash from the floor. Hmmm.
We both go out to the dumpster, but can't find it. I call Amber again thinking maybe she mistakenly took it with her when she left. Nope. She checked the car already. The little shite and I go out again and look. Nothing. We come back in and I scour the apartment for like the third time. I even look in my mom's room and the cabinet under the bathroom sink (don't ask me why, but one time my brother put the loaf of bread down there. Swore he couldn't remember doing it). Nada. We go out to the dumpster again. Now we're both moving stuff in the dumpsters. It's not very full so unfortunately we gotta get our arms way down in there which results in our heads being almost half in the dumpster. Dumpster diving isn't as fun as it used to be when I was a kid. Of course, back then I lived in the ghetto so you never knew what you were gonna find in peoples' trash.
Anyway, still nothin'. I'm not all that mad at this point cuz I still can't believe he'd do something like that. But, what I came to figure is that, not paying attention as he does ALL the time, he took out the bag of mail and dvds and chucked them in the garbage. Then, some lucky son of a ***** found 'em and grabbed 'em. Yippee....Christmas all over again. I had at least 21 dvds!
It was only around 7:00 or so when I knew they absolutely were not in the apartment that I started getting pissed off. I mean, how can a person be so totally spaced that they don't realize they're A. carrying a bag full of dvds; and B. Throwing away a bag full of freakin' dvds!!!!! I am so pissed at that boy. He's 14 freakin' years old yet he acts like he's 5.
Of all the low down, dirty, rotten things to happen. To quote a line from Fantastic Four, "If there's a god, he hates me" - The Thing. Now, I don't really consider myself that materialistic. I've learned to do without a lot over the years. But that was hard earned money spent on those. It's like flushing a hundred or so dollars down the toilet.
I honestly haven't really thought about being able to get them back. Granted, I did have mail in the bag but it has my old address on it and I doubt somebody will go to Lauderdale just to return a bunch of kickass dvds when they could just keep 'em. I mean, if you had that choice, would you return them? Honestly?
My mom called a little while ago to say that she'd be late getting out of work. She said I sounded upset or tired...I'm a little of both, but I relayed to her what had transpired. She told me that he's gonna have to work to earn the money to buy all of them for me and it doesn't matter how long it takes him. That makes me feel a little better, but I mean, what am I gonna do in the meantime?
HE THREW MY DVDS AWAY!!!!! I don't think I've ever been so mad at him before in my life. It'd be like me throwing his gamecube and all his games away. GOD!!!!
Okay, I am so stressed that I have to go clean something or my head will explode.
My ex-roommate, Amber, came over today and brought all my dvds with her as I'd asked her to. I was busy doing dishes when she came over so she set the bag of dvds on the table and said that my mail was also in there. We proceed to have lunch and I tell my little brother that he needs to clean the litter box and take out a bag of trash (specifically stated "the canteloupe rinds here on the table"). We all go about our day as usual.
Later on, 'round about 4:30 or so, he starts to watch a movie and one of the previews is for a dvd I bought. I think to myself that I'd really like to watch it so I go to get it out of the bag to find...gasp...no bag. I call Amber and ask her where it was she put the bag and she said on the diningroom table, but it might have gotten moved to the floor. I say goodbye and look again. No bag. I ask Matthew if he had seen it. No of course not. I ask if he might've taken it out to the trash by accident. He of course doesn't remember. He said that he took the litter box stuff out, the canteloupe trash, and one of three bags of trash from the floor. Hmmm.
We both go out to the dumpster, but can't find it. I call Amber again thinking maybe she mistakenly took it with her when she left. Nope. She checked the car already. The little shite and I go out again and look. Nothing. We come back in and I scour the apartment for like the third time. I even look in my mom's room and the cabinet under the bathroom sink (don't ask me why, but one time my brother put the loaf of bread down there. Swore he couldn't remember doing it). Nada. We go out to the dumpster again. Now we're both moving stuff in the dumpsters. It's not very full so unfortunately we gotta get our arms way down in there which results in our heads being almost half in the dumpster. Dumpster diving isn't as fun as it used to be when I was a kid. Of course, back then I lived in the ghetto so you never knew what you were gonna find in peoples' trash.
Anyway, still nothin'. I'm not all that mad at this point cuz I still can't believe he'd do something like that. But, what I came to figure is that, not paying attention as he does ALL the time, he took out the bag of mail and dvds and chucked them in the garbage. Then, some lucky son of a ***** found 'em and grabbed 'em. Yippee....Christmas all over again. I had at least 21 dvds!
It was only around 7:00 or so when I knew they absolutely were not in the apartment that I started getting pissed off. I mean, how can a person be so totally spaced that they don't realize they're A. carrying a bag full of dvds; and B. Throwing away a bag full of freakin' dvds!!!!! I am so pissed at that boy. He's 14 freakin' years old yet he acts like he's 5.
Of all the low down, dirty, rotten things to happen. To quote a line from Fantastic Four, "If there's a god, he hates me" - The Thing. Now, I don't really consider myself that materialistic. I've learned to do without a lot over the years. But that was hard earned money spent on those. It's like flushing a hundred or so dollars down the toilet.
I honestly haven't really thought about being able to get them back. Granted, I did have mail in the bag but it has my old address on it and I doubt somebody will go to Lauderdale just to return a bunch of kickass dvds when they could just keep 'em. I mean, if you had that choice, would you return them? Honestly?
My mom called a little while ago to say that she'd be late getting out of work. She said I sounded upset or tired...I'm a little of both, but I relayed to her what had transpired. She told me that he's gonna have to work to earn the money to buy all of them for me and it doesn't matter how long it takes him. That makes me feel a little better, but I mean, what am I gonna do in the meantime?
HE THREW MY DVDS AWAY!!!!! I don't think I've ever been so mad at him before in my life. It'd be like me throwing his gamecube and all his games away. GOD!!!!
Okay, I am so stressed that I have to go clean something or my head will explode.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Just one of the boys
I had the most fantastic time last night. I made plans to hang out with Ryan, the same guy that I mentioned in the post before this. Unfortunately, I had to go to church because our plans were for after church and it was much closer to him than if we left from my place.
Anyway, the original plan was to probably play video games (he got one of the new xbox 360s) and to call up a couple other guys we used to hang out with a lot, but hadn't seen in a while. Ryan ended up agreeing to give another guy, Jesse, a ride home so he joined our little band. Just before we left church, Ryan called up Ben and Mikey and they proceed to meet us up at Ryan's place.
At first it was Ryan and Jesse playing a bit of Medal of Honor (don't remember which one) until Ben and Mikey showed up. Then, the four of them played hockey. It was Ben and Mike against Jesse and Ryan and then Mike and Jesse against Ryan and Ben. I was content to watch up til this point, but, as some of you know, I love hockey. By the way, the graphics are awesome. It was almost better than watching a real hockey game. After a time Ryan told me to take over for him. Let me just say that Ben and I wiped the ice with Jesse and Mike. Now, you gotta understand that watching and knowing which buttons do what is one thing, but it's a little different when you're in the heat of the game with the actual controller in your hand. But, I have to say, I made some beautiful goals and some fairly good assists.
I think it was after the 6th or so goal, which made the score 6-0 Ben's and my favor, Ben just looks at me, kinda leans over and says, "Nikki, I think I love you. Any woman that likes hockey and can play video games is the woman I want to marry," to which I replied, "I feel the same, Ben, lets get hitched." Jesse and Mike ended up quitting when the score reached like 15-3. We decided to all play on one team for a bit, but Jesse kept griping about how dumb it was (this from the same guy that was griping about getting his butt whupped). Go figure. So we all played a little Perfect Dark for a while. At first it was just the four guys again, but Mike was getting bored cuz he wasn't able to kill anyone and kept getting killed himself. He finally made me take the controller and I think I got five kills in about ten minutes. That's not to boast about any ability I have. I still say it was pure luck. Although, at the end of the game, I'd bumped myself up to 17 kills.
Mike and Ben pooped out and left around 1am so I was content to watch Ryan and Jesse play Splinter Cell. When we all called it a night and I got home it was, no lie, 5:34am. Wow.
Now, for those of you that know me, you know I've been a tomboy pretty much my entire life except for a couple two week or so periods of girlishness when I've worn make-up (yuk!) and the like. But, as I've gotten older people have said that it's less appropriate for me to be the only female in a group of guys, which I say is dumb, but whatever. But to tell you the truth, it was nice to forget myself for a while and just be one of the guys again. Ladies, you might not think guys are as rude and crude as most people make them out, but what can I say, they/we are. The whole night we were unashamedly blasting out farts and belches and complimenting each other on them. One of the guys, I won't say who, actually said when we were playing Perfect Dark, and I quote, "Where in the nutsack am I?". Dude!!! We had to pause the game cuz we were all laughing so hard we couldn't see. At this point it was probably a little past midnight so we were a little overtired, but still, it was funny.
Anyway, the original plan was to probably play video games (he got one of the new xbox 360s) and to call up a couple other guys we used to hang out with a lot, but hadn't seen in a while. Ryan ended up agreeing to give another guy, Jesse, a ride home so he joined our little band. Just before we left church, Ryan called up Ben and Mikey and they proceed to meet us up at Ryan's place.
At first it was Ryan and Jesse playing a bit of Medal of Honor (don't remember which one) until Ben and Mikey showed up. Then, the four of them played hockey. It was Ben and Mike against Jesse and Ryan and then Mike and Jesse against Ryan and Ben. I was content to watch up til this point, but, as some of you know, I love hockey. By the way, the graphics are awesome. It was almost better than watching a real hockey game. After a time Ryan told me to take over for him. Let me just say that Ben and I wiped the ice with Jesse and Mike. Now, you gotta understand that watching and knowing which buttons do what is one thing, but it's a little different when you're in the heat of the game with the actual controller in your hand. But, I have to say, I made some beautiful goals and some fairly good assists.
I think it was after the 6th or so goal, which made the score 6-0 Ben's and my favor, Ben just looks at me, kinda leans over and says, "Nikki, I think I love you. Any woman that likes hockey and can play video games is the woman I want to marry," to which I replied, "I feel the same, Ben, lets get hitched." Jesse and Mike ended up quitting when the score reached like 15-3. We decided to all play on one team for a bit, but Jesse kept griping about how dumb it was (this from the same guy that was griping about getting his butt whupped). Go figure. So we all played a little Perfect Dark for a while. At first it was just the four guys again, but Mike was getting bored cuz he wasn't able to kill anyone and kept getting killed himself. He finally made me take the controller and I think I got five kills in about ten minutes. That's not to boast about any ability I have. I still say it was pure luck. Although, at the end of the game, I'd bumped myself up to 17 kills.
Mike and Ben pooped out and left around 1am so I was content to watch Ryan and Jesse play Splinter Cell. When we all called it a night and I got home it was, no lie, 5:34am. Wow.
Now, for those of you that know me, you know I've been a tomboy pretty much my entire life except for a couple two week or so periods of girlishness when I've worn make-up (yuk!) and the like. But, as I've gotten older people have said that it's less appropriate for me to be the only female in a group of guys, which I say is dumb, but whatever. But to tell you the truth, it was nice to forget myself for a while and just be one of the guys again. Ladies, you might not think guys are as rude and crude as most people make them out, but what can I say, they/we are. The whole night we were unashamedly blasting out farts and belches and complimenting each other on them. One of the guys, I won't say who, actually said when we were playing Perfect Dark, and I quote, "Where in the nutsack am I?". Dude!!! We had to pause the game cuz we were all laughing so hard we couldn't see. At this point it was probably a little past midnight so we were a little overtired, but still, it was funny.
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