La Gitana Negra

So.  Amid the screaming of my tiny, high-maintenance princess, i happened to catch a small portion of the debate.  As I am easily bored by economical politics and the like, i focused my attention on john mccain's smug little face.  Way to make yourself look like an ass on national television, retard.  There was Obama, standing confidently and maturely, and this little OLD dipshit beside him

GIGGLING.


Is the presidential candidate John Mccain still in kindergarten, I ask?  What the hell was up with the giggling?  I didn't see Obama acting like someone had just farted, stifling laughter like an idiot. 

So based on that display of childish arrogance alone, even if i didn't know where each stood on the issues of america, i would vote for obama.  America does not need another kindergartner at the wheel.


Another thing.  Bush's new plan to make it harder for women to get birth control pills.  Supposedly this is supposed to diminish the amount of abortions in america . . .

um.  i fail to see the logic behind that. 

how.  in the hell.  are you going to reduce abortions if you do not offer a way to keep from getting fucking pregnant?  Bush is really pulling out all the stops on his stupidity right now.  Gotta go out with a bang, i suppose.  Better get my pills while i still can, apparently.

I wanna be Jessica Rabbit when I grow up.  cuz she's hot.

that's all.  random thought.

 I just read an aol headline that reads:

Lindsay Lohan tries to hide her face:  she's spotted next to a plate of muffins.


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ummkayyyy.  And this is important WHY??? Who the hell cares if she was sitting next to some muffins??  Who cares if she was stuffing her FACE with them (not that she was, but still).  Who cares?  Since when is that news?  I eat muffins and I don't see any sort of headlines about it.  What about the day a few years ago when i swear i ate a whole box of doughnuts in front of a soap opera?  No one took my picture or wrote about it and put it on the internet.

WHO THE FACK CARES??

sheesh.  poor lindsay.  Personally, girl, i don't give a shite if you wanna eat a muffin.  go ahead.

I just received an email that Nortney has added me as a friend on here.


I am now officially awesome.



You look AMAZING by the way, courtney.  :P  saw your pics after a momentary lj stalk.

 

Finally got around to posting these suckers.  LOL.

I sat here this morning and racked my brain for all healthy food choices i'm doing now and have done in the past.  Because i know a lot of you are dieting now, and I wanna share ideas so we can all have variety.  You guys need to post lists too!!!  i already sent this to cyndi, but whatever.  :P

i read in a myspace group today about a girl posting about how she may be pregnant.  she was afraid, because she didn't believe in contraceptives but didn't want a baby either.

idiot moment one:  do not spread your legs, then.

fiance swears she cannot be pregnant because she was not at the peak of her ovulation.

idiot moment two:  a woman can get pregnant at any time.  don't listen to fiance.

THEN she goes on to say:  if i can't get a miscarriage, my fiance is going to pay for an abortion.


WHAT.THE.FUCK.

how in the hell does one "get a miscarriage"?  she talked about it like it was as simple as getting a cold.  doesn't she realize that there are millions of women every day who miscarry and who are DEVASTATED by that?  how can you speak so blithely about your own child's death?

Now I am all about a woman's choice.  I do not believe in abortion, but i do believe in every woman's right to form her own belief system on the subject.  i will not push my views on others.  yet i have no tolerance for this kind of stupidity.  "oh, fuck, i'm pregnant.  i hope i can get a miscarriage."  "i can't afford the baby."  "i might not even be pregnant because i peed on the test wrong".

how do you pee on the test wrong?

dear god.

i will refer back to my one known statement that i say quite often:

if you and your man do not want a child, then do not fuck.  end of freaking story. it's simple intelligence.




(disclaimer:  sorry for so many f bombs.  i usually do not use the word, but this post warranted it, srsly.)

this is mainly for cyndi, 'cause she couldn't open the photo i sent:

new hurr, people.  it's black.  yup.   and yes, it still has freaking four colors in it, even though i dyed it black.  notice some of the ends.  i love natural highlights.  gives me the coolest hair evah.

to want to decorate for christmas already?

i spent an impressive amount of my grocery budget on miscellaneous christmas foliage and tablecloths and votives, and i'm ready to go back for more.  i'm ready for the cookies, for the tree, for the smell of baking and turkey.  yet thanksgiving is still a week and a half or so away . . . . .gotta hold on until then.  how out of place would it look to already have a tree?  haha.  i'm a dork.

haven't updated in a while.  lol.  busy busy.  

Things you have missed in the life of me:


We moved to Lakemore Village.  Beautiful little house that costs quite a bit more a month than the trailer.  lol.  But it's awesome and there is so much SPACE.  i have so much storage space now that i have no idea what to do with it.  which is a good thing.  HOWEVER.  BAD NEWS.  we wanted to rent to own the place.  the man who showed us the house said, word for word "you'll be able to work with the landlord on that, i'm sure he'll do it."  A week later, the landlord calls and announces that he's paying too much for the house and that he couldn't afford to let us rent to own it.  that the house is, as we live here, being sold.  so, in as many words, we could get a call telling us to leave at pretty much any time.  I was livid.  if i had known the house we just spent three years looking for and a week moving into was going to be sold out from under us, i would have never rented the damn thing.

fuckers.  how pathetic and unethical of you.

Moving on.  About a week and a half ago, I had quite a bad week as far as hormones go.  I so need to be medicated, because my ridiculous thyroid is just getting worse and worse.  All of my emotions are extreme.  When i'm happy, it's ridiculous.  When I'm sad, i cry for about two hours.  When I'm pissed . . . you may as well move to a different country because i will go apeshit and cut you.  (yes, chelsea, i stole your words.)  So you can imagine how i am when i'm horny.  lol.  So the middle of the month, my hormones rage so high that i will pretty much stalk anyone who catches my eye.  lol.  i finally told fili about it, asking him to come with me whenever i go out during that week or two.  He asked a few questions and got a little pissed that i thought about other men.  He was pissed until the next day.  Not surprised.  I asked him if we could talk about it.  We talked for a few hours and it eventually came up that maybe half my problem was the fact that most of the time he just wanted to screw me and never did anything romantic outside of the bedroom.  He got so sad.  He was like "kristen, i never realized that it was maybe me that was making you look somewhere else."  Since that talk, he has brought me roses.  he doesn't complain about me going to dance class once a week.  He finally notices the things i do for him, and the things i do around the house.  He tells me i'm beautiful about four times a day now.    The other night, he blew up completely at me for something stupid, and i was like "great, the new fili was quite shortlived." until he immediately came over and said he was sorry.  (which, if you know fili, he never apologizes).  and a few nights ago, mariana had a cold and was up ALL NIGHT CRYING.  i was up until 6:30 in the morning with her.  When i was near insanity, he woke up and made me go to bed and he took care of her the rest of the morning and let me sleep until about one.  (which, again, if you know fili . . .this is huge.  usually, the children are the woman's job.)    So, all in all, my man has made a complete change of character that doesn't seem to be fading at all.  I haven't felt the urge to stalk anyone for a few weeks now. LOL.  of course i still notice people, but i no longer want to drag them off to a closet somewhere.  I'm amazed at my husband, and his ability to change himself simply because I needed it.

*sorry, dad, that was probably a little tmi.* hahahahaha.


Next order of business.  My halloween party was pretty freaking awesome.  Big turnout, all the tacos were eaten immediately, and no one got drunk enough to want to play with fili's band saw.  phew!   (to those of you from work who did not show up as promised.  i will kill you when i come to work.  lol.)  Pics below.  I didn't get many, because my cam died, and that so sucks.  because i wanted one of josh.  lol.  he came in full fireman gear, and katy said he had planned to say  "did someone call about a fire?" and leap out into view  "'cause there's a fire in my pants."  

LOL.

But there was a lot of dancing, as usual.  My parties always have a lot of dancing.  Fili and his brother did their little latin thing, which was amazinggggggg.  yums.  i love my boys.  :P  they made us girlies pole dance, stinkers.  (we have three poles in my basement.)  only chelsea got those photos.  Chelsea, email me party photos, pleassseeee.  i just wish someone had gotten photos of fili dancing around matt's sword . . . . . . dear god.  I also didn't get any full photos of jessi's geisha dress, and none at all of pancho, which SUCKS.  because he was awesome.  a celtic king.  lol.  

One note:  Fili is the hottest pirate ever.  that is all.



me and jess.  (rachel brice, dancer, and geisha)  i look kind of wide-eyed in this, not sure why.  maybe it's because jessi's eyes were ginormous and i felt a subconscious need to have mine the same way?  lol.





me and my ninja, matt.  ah, if only all of you could have seen the sword action he was doing.  lovely stuff.




my lovely boys.  fili as a pirate, and israel as zorro.  go figure.  lolll.   a moment of silence as i check out the pirate . . . .





me and fili




me and my bestie, chelsea, a lovely minnie mouse




my boys again.  israel is especially fond of bacardi, i'm guessing.



annnd more to come if chelsea can get it together and send me her photos.  lol.

so i may be mia for random periods, people.  definitely not going to make it to class tonight, chelsea, and i hope read this!  lol.  loads to unpack and loads to do, and i doubt fili would appreciate me going off on the town while all that needs to be done.  :P

anywho, that's what i'll be doing for the next week or so.  lol.  halloween party is quickly approaching, will probably be in the next few weeks.  i'm thinking the weekend before halloween because everyone is going to the block party the other weekend.  so get ready!  fun, kick ass party at my new, much bigger house with a bonfire (though small) and food and dancing and costumes!!  i'm friggin' excited.

my eyebrows seem to be coming back.  i will not argue with that.  lol. they just look wonked, though, because i'm so not use to having them and i'm not sure what to do with them.  haha.  and i forgot lip gloss.  :P