AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH.

There used to be a sushi place near my house called, Ah -Wasabi.

One day, I asked a friend of mine in the car how you pronounce it. Was it 'aaahh, wasabi' or was it 'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH ! WASABI !!!!!!!!! '

She never could say.

Must VENT because you can lead a horse to water but...

I have this wonderful friend. She is like a sister to me. I yell at her. I tell her she is beautiful. I roll my eyes at almost every fucking thing she does. I watch her make mistake after mistake after mistake with her life and I limit my comments to "hmm, interesting."

She is like watching the train wreck that is Courtney Love. Courtney is in her 40's and still is fucked up with capital M, for MY GOD YOU ARE FUCKED UP. This is much like my friend. She wants to live a rock star life on a food stamp budget. She wants to drink wine every night and smoke like a chimney until 3 am but then complain about why reasonably responsible men in oxford shirts and with 401ks aren't interested in her. Because THOSE men are looking for wife material. Women who will be moving toward the same goal - retirement and home ownership, possibly a family. My friend, she can't even hold a phone reception job. Why? Because she is always late. Why? Because she drinks until 3 am and can't wake up in time to make it to her job where all she has to do all day is answer the phone and transfer the call. She is 35.

She calls me depressed every time something goes wrong. She breaks up with guy who was an asshole immediately after she met him. She gets a DUI. She gets fired. She files bankruptcy.

It is hard to have a friend like this. Not because I judge, but because you are a friend to someone whose problem is a broken record. There are only so many times you can try and gently, firmly, or all out screamingly, inform someone of what they might be, just MIGHT be doing wrong.

I love her, but my GOD.

I have known her for like 15 years. After about 7 years ago, I gave up trying to change her. A mutual friend of ours used to be soooooo frustrated with her. I always understood why. But about 7 years ago, I let go. I stopped trying to change her. Because it was clear to me then and it is clear to me now - she doesn't want to change.

She is a lost soul. A victim. I love her soooo much, but I REALLLLY hate victims.

Really.

This is a test...

Do you know what movie this is from?

"It's just a dog. I'll get you one in another deal."

I say this all the time. I think I've got it down because no one understands me.

Supplies!!!!!!!!!!!!

Inside joke. Sorta. Point being that I threw a surprise party for the King of Annaland this weekend. Went off without a hitch. He had no idea. But I was a little stupid. I planned to do it at my house, which meant he had to be out of the house the entire day so I could do everything. That was dumb, because I couldn't prep at all before hand. EVERYTHING had to be done the day of. Kinda hard when you are just one person. The King and I work quite well as a team, so when he is completely outta the loop and I have to handle a whole load by myself, I was a tad bit swamped. Poor me. Poor sad me.

The other hard part is that I can't STAND to have a house full of people. I really am a horrible hostess and really hate trying to make small talk in my own home. Annoys me. So I was over stressed during the party, even though I knew everyone. AND I was hung over, ROYALLY. I am a matyr. That is what I am trying to tell you. I did all this for my husband even though it was TERRIBLE and HORRIBLE and PAINFUL all out of true love.

I am amazing. My devotion really is the stuff that TV movies are made of. He is so lucky.

Grrrr.

I have been MIA recently because my computer went on permanent vacation due to a virus. It was fab. Just fab. We had to transfer our files to another hard drive and wipe this puppy clean. Only partially back and running here in Annaland.

So what is new? Sadly, nothing really earth shattering to report. Been working out sumthin' fierce. Really kicked it into over drive in the iron pumping department. Have had to FORCE myself to do the cardio.

I LUUUUUUV lifting weights, but hAAaaaAAAAAaaaaaaaTe cardio. Cardio is a bitch. An ugly bossy bitch with bad breathe and a hairy mole on her chin who kicks doggies. She is one fugly bitch and I hate her.

But I am turning over a new leaf. I have extended an olive branch to cardio. I called her up and said, "Hey cardio, I know we have had our differences and I would like to try and move past them. How about we meet for a beer and we talk it over?"

We did meet over a beer and made all nice with each other. So I thought I would give her another go. You what cardio did? She still kicked my ass.

Two faced whore!

So I am sore today. AND I am out 8 bucks for the beer I bought her. Fucking beeoch.

My first day in 2008

I did nothing. I am TOTALLY on a roll.