Cat Lady

Sometimes I just stare at my cats and try to figure them out.  They greet us at the door like dogs, crave attention CONSTANTLY, and always want to be around ME, but not at the same time because they hate each other.  I just stare at them and wonder how their personalities developed into what the are... did I make Phillippe neurotic, or is it part of his wacky feline DNA?   does Sally really love me to pieces or does she just like the warmth? do they remember anything that happens to them or do they just live in their retarded little moments?  and how clean does licking yourself REALLY get you?

cats are weird.
I need a dog.

Thankfulness and stuff

I am thankful for these things today....

•  Awesome Metropolis coffee that I have NOT had to order myself because my awesome sisters, both in blood and in-law, keep getting it for me.  
• That I have a job, even one that makes me tired and bitchy and question my place in the world... I have a job.  And I have even met 2 or 3 people (maybe 1 or 2.. ) that I will probably know for a long time in my life.  This is good.
• Thanksgiving sandwiches. LOVE. 2 Pieces of bread with Thanksgiving dinner in the middle.  LOVE.
• Weird cats who can't get enough of me.
• Family is good.  Both bloods (yeah, I'm calling them bloods) and in-laws.  Goodness.
• That someone made his best decision ever, and asked me to be his wife 3 Thanksgivings ago.

Waiting in the valley...

I have learned that camouflage and/or nascar hats = 10% tip



Sadly, I have learned this by seeing 3 or 4 of them every night... 

A Tuesday Evening Haiku

Sometimes I'm bitchy
A fiery-eyed, bitchy bitch
I try not to be

Permission.

Somedays, you just have to let yourself feel good.

like this kid...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1vfSk-6tIvo&feature=related

And Other Drugs

One more sign of the failure of humanity...

Love and Other Drugs, starring Jake Gyllenhal and Anne Hathaway, opens this week and looks to be a lame romantic comedy like ALL others...we've seen its lameness a million times.  And at the end of the lame preview, movie preview announcer guy says, "You'll fall in love... and Other Drugs."

..........

Really?!?!  Is that all we have left?  Is the art of film so dead, Hollywood's product SO trite, that we've just stopped trying? Don't insult me with some half-assed attempt at wordplay. Even the tone of his voice is like, "Am I really saying this BS?"

This, just as I was thinking it MIGHT be ok to sneak off to see it by myself...





(this trailer is SO awful, that as I was searching for an example to post here, I could not find that version...)  (sadface)

Panic not!

Long story way short- I had to move this blog so Google wouldn't make me CRAZY.  So, if you've experienced weirdness, that is why.  My apologies to my millions of readers across the globe.

No I'm not pregnant...

BUT since the veto of possible boys name "Brees Girvan" we've been having the discussion tonight of what our mythical son should be named...

In the running are:
1. Major Woody Girvan
2. Ram Girvan
3. Mechanic Girvan
4. Astro Girvan
5. Dander Girvan

Take 2

I started this new blog months ago. I never wrote on it because I felt like I had nothing fun to say...and I'm all about the fun. I still feel that way, but I'm doing it anyway. Because Virginia Jen needs a project. Virginia Jen needs several projects but we'll start small. Write a little everyday. Its just like high school English class. Except completely lacking structure and 17 years in the future and maybe with swearing.