That cow over at JohnCow.com must be overflowing with extra 500 dollars laying around from showing people the ways of making money online because he’s always seems to be giving it away. Of course, there’s a slight possibility if his fantastic web hosting wasn’t around, he’d be a lonely cow in the pasture but that’s just a slight possibility.

If I were to win 500 dollars of John’s milk money, I definitely wouldn’t spend it on bills because that would be absolutely absurd and foolish to spend (free) money on bills. So, let’s cross off the bills from the list of possibilities. I could be nice and buy my boyfriend something nice but it seems he’s spoiled enough. I think it’s high time to splurge on myself, so I would actually give away 100 of it on this very blog.

The rest would most likely be spent on clothes, a video game or two ( definitely Halo 3 ) and I’d definitely buy me some arts and crafts stuff that I’ve been wanting to get into such as crocheting and needlepoint. Other than that, I’d probably invest the rest into my plan for taking over the world.

Oh man, don’t you hate it when you type so many words and you don’t have the required amount of words. Whew, it’s a good thing it’s not a dollar a word The Cow wants.

So, I’ve been playing every day since I first started, I’m up to the part where you have to get on the scarab. I was feeling the effects of playing too long when I got to that part and so after dying 7 times - I put it up for a rest. I’ll probably play later today, I’d like to eventually go online with it and play against other people as well.

It’s weird for someone who doesn’t want to get up earlier to take someone to work at the time they use to go at but wants to go in a damn hour early themselves when it won’t do them no damn good anyway. It makes no sense.

I think Honey’s wondering if he can have kids himself, he’s seem hellbent on learning more about his body. Like to make sure, it’s ready for kids. Maybe his daddy alarm has gone off. I’ve already decided; if I don’t have my first child by the time I’m 35, there will be no kids for me then unless it’s a surprise pregnancy.

Plaque reads:

2007 BCA National 8-Ball Championships.
Riviera Hotel & Casino
Las Vegas, Nevada

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I’ve been downloading various programs for years and do fairly well of not getting extra bundled programs from hell with the program I wanted.

My honey knows how to use a computer but isn’t as good as I am when it comes to doing certain things online. He tries and last night was one of them nights of trying that went haywire. He wanted to download a program called VirtualDJ ( he needs something that he can mix some songs together for a wedding.) and since he doesn’t have any DJ equipment right now he has to make do with whatever he can.

Anyway, he’s seen me to do a hundred times or so and without problems. So, he tried and downloaded what he thought was the program. Wrong-o, it was an execute that had a bunch of spyware programs packaged with it. Luckily, the programs allowed me to uninstall all of them.

However, I’ll admit that I went a little (haywire) myself not because I was mad at him but because I hate having to correct things that could of been avoided by asking me to do it. bleah. But I did make him feel bad and now I’m feeling like a dick for hurting him.

I’ll admit that one of my problems is that if someone doesn’t know how to do something I do - I automatically deem them a moron. Even if I don’t know something they know how to do. I’m trying to get better at that but I still fail and unfortunately, last night was one of those nights.

In other news:
I’ve received my dvd that I bought on ebay but I’m still waiting on my new earrings.  I do believe it has something to do with the mail,  the dvd took longer that it should to be mailed within the same state. So something coming from another state is definitely going to take a bit longer.

I’m hoping the earrings show up tomorrow. :/

So, I played it yesterday and I suck at it; even on easy, it’s going to take me a little bit of time to get better at it. While honey’s at work, I’ll be able to play more than what I am able to while he’s here.

I need to start looking for a part time job, I’ll look later today. (2 AM here right now . )

I also need to send the package off to the ebay winner and hopefully, I’ll wake up to someone else buying the Mr.Burns bobblehead with buy it now.  I still need to go through the storage unit and see what’s in there. I also need to watch all the video tapes my mom said I could sale. I’m contemplating on rather or not I should sale one video at a time or do it as a bulk auction.

I watched the lunar tonight and unfortunately I couldn’t take pics.
First time, I remember to do something like this and I don’t have a camera worth a crap.
The cell phone would just produce little specks of nothingness of I would of used that.

I really need to get a digital, if honey is still working at WM come December, I’m going to ask him if A can get me a digital and we’ll pay him back.

I’m not sure who wrote this but it was a good laugh .

CAUTION: Be prepared to laugh ..I could just see this happening!

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy,
painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair And now…the wax.

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, and
play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my
mind for the next few hours: “Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the
medicine cabinet.” So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.

It was one of those “cold wax” kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you
just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them
apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair
right off. No muss, no fuss How hard can it be? I mean, I’m not a genius,
but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out.

So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other
stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I
get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. (”Cold wax,”
yeah…right!)

I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It
works! OK, so it wasn’t the best feeling, but it wasn’t too bad. I can do
this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all
wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak
back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop
my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I
apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the
right half of my *hoo-hoo* and stretching down to the inside of my butt
cheek (yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace
myself….RRRRIIIPPP!!!!

I’m blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!….OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning,
I notice that I’ve only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another
deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may
pass out…must stay conscious…Do I hear crashing drums???

Breathe, breathe…OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me
so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the
glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There’s no
hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???

Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the
hair, the hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax.
CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is
now covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake…remember my foot is still propped up on
the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
DANG!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. *Hoo-Hoo*?? sealed shut!
Butt?? Sealed shut!

I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and
think to myself “Please don’t let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop
off!” What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!!

I’ll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse
the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off,
right??? WRONG!!!!!!!

I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture
prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only
thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them
glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub…in scalding hot
water. Which, by the way, doesn’t melt cold wax.
So, now I’m stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied
myself to the porcelain!!

God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put
in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before
and has some secret of how to get me undone. It’s a very good conversation
starter - “So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the
tub!”

There is a slight pause. She doesn’t know any secret tricks for removal but
she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where
the wax is located, “Are we talking cheeks or who-ha?”

She’s laughing out loud by now…I can hear her. I give her the rundown and
she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I
should be the joke of someone else’s night.

While we go through various solutions, I resort to scraping the wax off
with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered
in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then
dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!

By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I’m
pretty sure I’m going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this
event.

My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace….
the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to
lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably
woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It’s sooo painful,
but I really don’t care. IT WORKS!! It works!! I get a hearty
congratulation from my friend and she hangs up

I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief
and despair…. THE HAIR IS STILL THERE…….ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!

So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I’m numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could
have amputated my own leg at this point.

Next week I’m going to try hair color…… Now that’s funny . Notttttttttt

Yes, it’s an “old school” game so to speak but with much better graphics!
Anyone ever play pong or pole position? Man, those were fun at the time but today’s advances in technology is unbelievable, I remember playing pole position at my friend’s house for hours on end.

To be honest with you, if my stuff still worked to this day, I’d still have every game console I ever had!  I would love to still have the nintendo my brother had; I loved playing them games.

A lot of games now a days are much much more complex than those of old. I mean the graphics, sometimes I think they do go overboard and then some games like Halo look f**cking awesome!

Anyway, to get to the point of this whole post was that some of the stuff that we can download are demos and what not. But with the silver and gold memberships of XBox Live, you can download Aegis Wings in it’s entirety. I played it and now I’m hooked on it, that’s my favorite game we have thus far for XBox, I haven’t ever played Halo, so I’m sure eventually I’ll give that a whirl as well.

Extremely talented in my eyes but the looks of this picture, she’s an absolute wreck.
And because I’m stickler for semi-nice looking teeth, with the money she’s making - she needs to invest some of it at a doctor’s office and some new damn shoes!

Hopefully, it’s just a bad pic and her teeth really don’t look that bad.

Pic snatched up from http://omg.yahoo.com/

We have one now, A bought it for honey. We’ve paid him fifty dollars thus far, we owe him $350 dollars now. Not exactly what I wanted to do with fifty dollars of our remaining sixty or so dollars.
But certain things don’t seem to add up in honey’s head all the time but at least he’s allowing me to sell his dvd player car stereo. Gimme an offer, haha!  Actually, it’ll be going on ebay in the next few days.

Seems to be that honey’s been redlined for the next two months to work all of his days off or something like that. So, at least he’ll have an extra 100 dollars to play with to himself .