Good Morning Ladies....

Seeing as how I have a new fan base, and this is a public forum, allow me speak my mind...

I know you read this, as I was tipped off by someone who heard your shrieks of discovery from afar.

Perhaps, I should be flattered that you went to such lengths to find this site (and share it with each other), maybe it is that you all really do want to know me, however I am not amused because I know that is not why you did it.

Welcome to my world. In case you were wondering, this is my way of communicating with my friends who live all over the country and also serves as a wonderful way to vent so I don’t have to be snippy or rude to people I encounter in life who offend me.

I am glad that this happened in a way, because I have been meaning to say this for a long time. You may think you know me, but you really honestly don't. I am saddened that in the fact we all have been acquaintances for close to a year and a half, and I feel that you never really have tried to know me. It seems that it has become easier to just assume things (and we all know what happens when you assume things..). I understand I don't fit into your mold. I differ from you, and that isn't better or worse. No one is perfect and who actually thinks that one size fits most? Diversity, after all, is what makes the world beautiful.

I have tried hard to ignore the things you say about me. I try to leave everything behind at 5 pm, thinking that the second I walk out the door it is a new beginning, although I am not so sure that you all do the same. We don't have to be friends, I think that it is obviously never going to happen, but we do have to deal with each other on a regular basis. So, in conclusion, read on if you feel like it, comment if you please, it isn't going to bother me.

Good grief, after all this drama, I think I need a ciggie…

Song that is stuck in my head...

Varsity

Varsity! Varsity!
U rah rah! Wisconsin
Praise to thee we sing
Praise to thee our alma mater
U rah rah!
Wisconsin!

Ok, so I may be a geeking out a bit more than usual this week, I can't help it, it is Homecoming week! I suppose it also doesn't help my cause that Wisconsin is 7-0 (take that Purdue)....Badger football just gets me all crazy in the head. Ok so, carry on, pardon my geekiness, and ON WISCONSIN!!

Theme song

Bette Davis Eyes
By Kim Carnes

Her hair is Harlow gold
Her lips a sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn her music on you
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious
and she knows just what it takes
to make a pro blush
She's got Greta Garbo's stand-off sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on her throne
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come up blue
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you
when she snows you
Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious
and she knows just what it takes
to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

To all Chicago Trixies....

Look at what I have! I am the ultimate Trixie this season. I, however, wouldn't be fashionably complete if it wasn't for Millhouse busting some caps (his weekend hobby) on the South side to get me these boots. You may think he is mild mannered and working on his Ph.D. in physics, hah, he has you snowed! Really he is a killa with mob ties (crap, sorry Millhouse, I think I just blew your alter-ego's cover). Anyway, I digress... Thank you Ryan, you are this Trixie's indefinite hero.

Time to Regulate..

Oh yes, it was a ghetto fabulous weekend. And of course, Alicia and I did actually walk around the Gold Coast looking like this...

Attention: Small children, people with heart conditions and those with weak stomachs should not view the below picture.

Ok, so I don't know if I am making fun of myself for thinking that he WAS cute or him for being ridiculous enough to have this Fabio wannabe picture posted online, but in the spirit of revenge.....Seriously, yuck.

A typical Sugar Crew weekend.  

Fashision Disaster ahead..

I think I am my own WTF today. It is bad enough that I am wearing a brown shirt with black pants, but then I had to further the effect as I chose to wear the white coat again this morning (see 9/10/04 posting for a picture of the car wreck of a jacket). I really don’t know what I was thinking when I bought this hideous deformity. It can be unfortunately described as a combination of half Stay-Puff Marshmallow man, half lab-mutated white rabbit fur (and no PETA it is not really made out of lab animal fur, it probably was made by some kid in India, so back off bitches, I am animal friendly, well, ok, not to Wendi’s cats, but that is another story...). This shall be chalked up to one of my infamous glazed over shopping benders. I am pretty sure I got a GREAT deal on it, if anyone cares (or perhaps what to buy it from my broke-ass). Sometimes I worry about myself....

Center Ring: Michelle v. Jenna

According to the Illinois Department of Professional Regualtion:

(225 ILCS 105/6) (from Ch. 111, par. 5006)
(Section scheduled to be repealed on January 1, 2012)

Sec. 6. Prohibitions. All boxing matches, contests, or exhibits in which physical contact is made including, but not limited to, "ultimate fighting exhibitions", are prohibited in Illinois unless authorized by the Department.

and

(225 ILCS 105/7) (from Ch. 111, par. 5007)
(Section scheduled to be repealed on January 1, 2012)

Sec. 7. In order to conduct a boxing contest in this State, a promoter shall obtain a permit issued by the Department in accordance with this Act and the rules and regulations adopted pursuant thereto. This permit shall authorize one or more contests or exhibitions. A permit issued under this Act is not transferable. (Source: P.A. 92‑499, eff. 1‑1‑02.)

Since not all requirements have been met according to the State of Illinois, this fight has been called off. Apologies are to be issued over tea this evening. Apologies are also to be issued to all disappointed boys who thought that there would be a real throw down in between us....

Happy weekend! Let's get the party started. (And yes, in case you are wondering, I am shot-guning a beer in this picture, a can of Hamm's to be exact).