it's done...

that's not the best lit picture in the whole world, but if you click on it, it gets better i think (hope). that's rob's digital camera for ya tho. unless you're using the extremely high quality setting, it doesn't always come out just right.

anyway, that's 'booger' and rob playing earlier today. and yes, we have renamed him 'booger' because, well, let's face it...he just is one. speaking of which, he's on my desk right now causing much difficulty to my typing.

as for today, i finally gave my two weeks notice at work. yay! september 10th is my last day there. it's a saturday so i'm sure there will be much embarrasment on my behalf.

quick side note: rob and i just got the exact same fortune with the exact same numbers on the back. weeeirded oooout.

anyway. work went fairly well today. a good time was had by all.

oh, and lastly, here's a picture of the youngest boyo's birthday party the other day:

a picture of my troubles...

ok, so this is the little terror. we haven't named him yet, but right now a few options are:
booger, loki, and hermes.
feel free to post a comment and let us know which would be your choice, or if you have even a better name for this troublesome little feline.
more later. i just wanted to get this up so i could send my mom a pic of the cat.

later.

ramblings of a tired mind...

today was long and boring. i hate doing body jewelry at work. it's a pain in the ass.

anyway. this is a picture of my cat, macaroni, after one of her most dreaded activities...a bath. you can see that she is not very happy at all. but still, she's a cutie.

there's not really a whole heck of a lot to report on today. i have a very important phone call to make in the morning, that will decide my employment fate for the next little bit. i've gotta ask some very important questions that will push me one way or the other depending on the answers i get. more on that tomorrow i'm sure.

ok, so i have this new love for pudding. i don't know why, but it's become my favorite sweet snack thing just recently. so we bought some cheesecake flavored pudding last time we got groceries, and ugh...just don't. there are some things that are good when flavored like cheesecake...pudding is not one of those things. it would probably be really good with some strawberries or raspberries or something...but it is incredibly nasty otherwise. very sad was i.

man, i've really gotta put up my laundry and clean off my desk. i have stuff that i bought a couple of weeks ago that are still sitting in bags because i don't have anywhere to put them. i did finally get my lamp on my desk and plugged in, but it still has the tags on it. i've really got to get some of this film developed but i'm lazy. oh yeah! i made this really kick ass necklace the other day and tiffani saw it today and complimented me on it. that really means something coming from her. made me feel really good.

okie dokie. it's bedtime for bonzo. nitey nite nite.

warning: dyke induced post ahead...

this picture is from when rob and i went to san antonio. we had a really good time touring some really awesome caves. i was just bored and looking through all of the pictures from the trip and figured i'd post one.

today wasn't bad at all. i took some benadryl before going to bed last nite and boy did it kick me in the teeth. i didn't get up past noon today when rob came in and basically had to wrestle me to even wake me up. i was out of it. however, the sleep was good sleep, so i felt a lot better today. we ended up going out and running some errands, eating at souper salad (yummies), and then coming home to watch my monday nite RAW episode.

RAW was suprisingly good tonite. hbk cut a suprisingly well done promo for summerslam that included him admitting that he screwed bret "the hitman" hart, and playing a joke on the entire viewing audience by playing the hitman's intro music/video and acting really scared that hart might actually come out and kick his ass. note: they were in montreal, canada...home of the oh so contreversial and memorable 1997 summerslam screw job. anyway, the only downside to the whole thing was that it went on for the first 25 minutes of the two hour show, but once shawn michael's starts "jacking his jaw," as rob would say, he just doesn't know when to quit. or, in all actuality, when the wwe doesn't have any better matches to air, they give the mic to the showstopper.

in other news, i still haven't decided whether or not to take that job. rob and i talked about it today, and he doesn't know what i should do. he doesn't want to push me in either direction because he doesn't know which would be better for me. unfortunately, neither do i, but i guess that's something i'm going to have to figure out. but now, it's time for sleepy sleep. later!