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Take my NOT tricky QUIZ

Friday, March 24th, 2006

I did this quiz your friends thing a few years a go when it went out over email between friends but it was much easier to make the questions let me tell you. [if you took that quiz this one is completely different!] Seems it hit the internet some time ago and I have stolen it from OS who stole it from etc. etc.

Take my quiz and I will love you forever. Or I guess taking the quiz shows how much you love ME.

Find my quiz HERE.

I love the time and in-between the calm inside me in the space where I can breathe

Thursday, March 23rd, 2006

I was sitting there holding both my boobs rocking back and forth to [i]Elsewhere[/i] by Sarah McLachlan and Adam started to laugh, I started to chuckle….

“What? too Lilith Fair for you?”

I started it, we call ourselves Poor Mans Golfers. I will likely write a song.

Thursday, March 23rd, 2006
  1. We don’t have golf shoes.
  2. Both of our Odyssey putters are worth more than our entire sets of clubs.
  3. When we leave the Stanley Park Par Three Pitch and Putt we take our clubs on the bus. Once last year with Greenly it was right smack in the middle of the Folk Festival which we obviously didn’t know and all the patchouli lovers made mean faces at us and were not very PEACE like.
  4. This year I have to find a ‘tube’ top to golf in because I CAN NOT HAVE ANY TAN LINES for the wedding OR I will DIE and have to go Bridezilla on EVERYONES ass. I think I’m going to have to get something silly printed on it like, SOON TO BE Mrs. Carlson [even though I’m keeping my name] and my dress is strapless, stop staring at me ASSHOLE. This way people won’t be like how come that sluty girl can golf so good?

Survivor

Thursday, March 16th, 2006

I just realized Survivor was on LAST night and not tonight and I MISSED it playing PS2 Tiger 2006.

My life is over.

SEVEN - be afraid be very afraid

Sunday, August 28th, 2005

i have been tagged by lovely Aughra from Bad News Blonde, and also the lovely Ago-go from just waiting to be screwed over, this tag is all about sevens.

Seven:

things i bet you don’t know about GUS…

1. she has a goatee
2. she has THREE occupations: vomit artist, drool sergeant and she is also the president of the psychoanalyst social workers association
3. she is a vulcan
4. she can speak German
5. she is a democrat
6. her love handles almost touch the floor (DO NOT tell her i told you that!!!!)
7. she was supposed to be a boy but her balls never dropped

things i have never done and may never do…

1. live abroad somewhere…anywhere
2. go to university
3. have a baby
4. turn 40
5. be knocked out by Todd Bertuzzi
6. speak French
7. get accepted onto the LPGA tour – make michelle wie look foolish

things i did not do this weekend…

1. smoke pot
2. watch big brother 6 (damn football!!)
3. go to the pitch and putt
4. clean even one fucking thing
5. bitch slap anyone
6. make more sock monkeys
7. see anyone famous (although we did see 40+ zombies on some zombie walk and i would have let them taste my brains just to have had a camera!!)

times i have almost died or was seriously injured…

1. my english riding boot got caught in the stirrup once when i got thrown and i was stuck under my horse and dragged and trampled - trying not to step on me he hoofed my forehead and hoofed me dead center in the chest
2. i spent the majority of my childhood summers portaging through the BC Mountains and once in the middle of no where i got hypothermia so bad i was past the point of shivering
3. on another said trip we got stuck in a storm in the middle of a lake and i was bailing the water out of the canoe slower than it was coming in, i will NEVER forget the look of utter fear on my parents’ faces
4. we used to live out in the bushes (in Smithers BC) our wood was delivered by logging truck and my dad sawed it up, chopped it and my mother and i stacked it into the shed, one time the entire pile fell right on me.
5. landing on my head in the cook islands with no helmet when i crashed my scooter
6. being stalked in Florida at 16
7. botched suicide attempt in grade 11- i can’t remember how long i was in the hospital but it was at least 5 days – having my stomach pumped is one of my all time worst memories

Seven jerks i tag and HOPE will do their own sevens…

1. potted flower
2. mitzzee
3. Dragko
4. maja
5. geezer
6. the steve
7. shirazi

MY sayings and MY words

Wednesday, August 17th, 2005

COOL BEANS – i picked up cool beans around 20 years of age off some jerkette i worked with at future shop in the music department (cause as if i’d work for future shop in any other department) i have TOTALLY made it my own, it is one of my email addresses. i was SHOCKED when i went to pick my hotmail and i had to add a number AND an underscore to it. i had just sort of assumed that once i had stolen it from little miss jerkette that it was mine and that no one would DARE say it. EVER.

that is so DOS© OR that’s so DOS© – adam AND david were both with me when I INVENTED this saying. it is basically just a kick ass way to say you suck and/or you are totally stuck so hard core in the 80’s that you deserve to be made fun of.

RATCHOO© – this is one of my ‘made up words’. i have confidence that i will get it into the dictionary but as of late i have not been able to convince them to put it in. granted i refuse to give them a set definition. this word is pronounced ra-choo the t is actually silent. i find that it works as a very good substitute for FUCK, if god forbid i am somewhere swearing may not seem becoming of me i will bust out a RATCHOO or say RATCHOO-itees that sucks!!

GREEPER©: click here for pertinent information pertaining to this made up word

ass pants, jerk pants, go fuck yourself pants – the emphasis here is on the ‘pants’. a friend came up with this saying a few years back and it stuck. Ass pants is a great way to still get to call someone a name but NOT call them an ASSHOLE. it is like you are pissed or jokingly pissed and ASSHOLE seems a bit intense or not exactly how they are behaving so you can be like: ratchoo stop acting like such an ass pants that is so DOS.

RAD – obviously everyone is familiar with this word. i include it only because it is so DOS and really should have been left in the 80’s were it belongs. BUT i have carried it with me for years. i think that the word RAD is super fucking RAD and therefore i will likely still be saying it in my 60’s with or without my teeth in.

Fuck Witt
: this is my newest saying. i am totally down with calling all the jerks i know fuck witts mostly behind their backs because calling someone a fuck witt to their face is kinda mean.

IF SPOCK IS ENOUGH©
: this really is one of my claims to fame. i am shocked will wheaton does not read my blog. aside from that this saying was brought about by two friends of mine who are of the opposite sex….they both like SPOCK..(JERKS HE IS MINE) and for a bit i was joking around about setting them up and i was like “well if spock is enough they will totally fall in love” turns out that this saying CAN be related to pretty much every facet of life. if you use it, do use it well and prosper.

Jerk(s) & Jerkette(s)
– i didn’t invent these words either. reading back through old journals etc i have discovered i have always called people jerks. basically look at it this way: i swear a lot (really?) SO if you are friends with me on line or other and i call you a jerk and/or jerkette in any way i LIKE YOU OR i likely would of called you a fuck witt or an ass pants or something.

Jerky Mc JerK JeRk Things

Wednesday, July 6th, 2005

Got tickets for A bum C and I to see ‘The White Stripes’ in August for his birthday. Yes I am the best fucking girlfriend in the world. Except for.….you, you and…….you.

I am totally planning on taking my gi-tar (ok so it isn’t MY gi-tar but I play it ok??) and forcing my skills on Jack White. I know he will be impressed that I can play the opening riff to Seven Nation Army and demand that I join his band. I’m pale; I could color my hair black. I’d be so hot in that band. And if he didn’t think I would be, that I don’t rock out hard enough or he doesn’t at least think that I’m RAD in general - then I’ll be left with no other choice but to blow up the venue.

Ok jerks, here’s the photo I know you have all been waiting for. (even though you didn’t know it existed does not matter to me) And it is not of Geezer’s ass!!! That photo is going up tomorrow. I would suggest blinders it is pretty fucking intense and mildly scary.

Staying on the theme of ‘being sixteen’ here, this is me at sixteen and the Sweet Feet Kitty Cat as a wee kitten.

Say anything about the shirt jerks and your’re dead. I was working at this crap restaurant Mr. Mikes. I guess that does not condone it but Terrace had Saan and Zellars to shop at. I think the mall had maybe 10 stores? Not including the grocery, the drug store and fast crap food.

Nice braces eh? You are all just lucky I don’t have my glasses on too!!