(bun) unemp, week 7

so i havent blogged much cuz i dont have a whole lot to report. staring down the 7th week of unemployment really cramps my style. time. i have plenty of it and am probably half as productive as i used to be. maybe even less. interviews are weird for me cuz its almost hard to talk to another person for that long, esp about myself. i'm out of practice. at least i cook more. the Bee and i made pizza from scratch last night. quite the 180 from our usual Saturday Night Antics. who knew i was capable of kneading dough!? let see, what else... i've decided that Houston really needs more affordable internet cafes. thats about all the insight i've got at the moment.

today i had lunch with the girls at Barnaby's and dinner with the parents at Houston's. i'm so stuffed with deee-lish food and good advice from both meals, i think i'm ready to wheel and deal tomorrow in a pair of interviews i have lined up. i may or may not have a job by the end of the week. all i know is, its more the lack of something to do (rather than lack of money) that i want a new job so badly. ugh, this is all just ridiculously overrated!

meanwhile, on the upside, my little sis is coming home for spring break next week and i cant freakin wait. thats her up there, we were at a concert in the warehouse district and i loved that pink wall. unlike me, she's always been a willing model. skinny beetch. ha. love u, V!

(bee)keystyle 1 ; phantom wealth

another worth , worth what? this sucksess is so harassed, by the money you could save from gieko..Minipulate what you should be hung for, say high to a culture of a trade, pass it by to chase what grows in your back yard. call your childrean to the table feed them poisen, teach them to enjoy the taste of plastic, imbrace the fungis, radiate the life that was created for you. panic win the magic number spins. wash and repeat. plant the bean it will grow, run to the top, find the shine, feel the accomplishment of the greatest pyramid skeem. look down at the nonbelievers,,,,"just plant it and it will grow!, stupid people i was once like you" use you,..

another worth, worth what? this life was such a fight, by the sword no need for words, I made it all up, how was i suppose to see that all i was taught was from those that were taught to be what i am now,. and i can't see before me and what will be will be after me. they will make it worse they don't understand, but i am out of touch,..i feel too high up here, a disconnect other than my airplane fed food for thought, dissect the current understand infinate, so impossible, i'm cut at heavens laith. perpetuating confussion and fighting the easy love.

(bun) lady of leisure

so today is my two-week anniversary of being Laid Off. lets just say that i have a new empathy for people who drink to numb the pain. thankfully, the industry network of peeps that i had no clue that i had kicked into gear and there have been plenty flashes of hope since then. and then today. i went to a job fair with a fellow Unemployed and i couldn't believe that i actually put on heels for that complete Waste of Time. we first bee-lined for the bar (turned out, not even any free drinks!), we got the 'You look like confident young women' pitch from what turned out to a Mary Kay lady. no offense, MKL, but saying you're in the 'healthcare' field, only to bust out your card (AFTER we both gave her resumes printed on the good stuff) with MK on it, makes me think you're a shady Liar and i hope you never call me. unless free starbucks is involved.

also, with V-Day being this weekend, i wanted to share with everyone one of the best v-day gifts i've ever received:

my love's meat heart. :) as an avid carnivore, this was just the sweetest thing i'd ever seen. we lived in the Heights at the time and had the most romantical dinner feasting on the meat heart. it was divine. who knows what i'm in for this year (will post my v-day gift to Bee later).

(bun) monday night, again

Obamanos! i pass this mural every day on my way to work. and thats my little sis. Bee says he dreamed that someone painted a mask on him. but truth be told, no one has touched this mural the whole time its been there, and in a city like this, i find that incredibly hard to believe. i wish i had had the chance to get one of the original shepherd fairey prints but now they're like 800 bucks, so whatever. we already have a couple of his prints that have yet to be framed, so i guess first things first.

just wanted to pop in and say that this was the first election that i've voted in (i know, i'm such a slacker of a citizen!). and seriously, mood: patriotic. and tomorrow while i'm listening to the inauguration live, i'm thinking mood: *misty eyed*

(bee) retiremint

My friend just got a car with a tape player and i relized its hard to find tapes. I almost forgot how to ff and push both , flip move. the tape selection is dwindling my friends...we actually had almost a full converstaion in the car between ffing the tape to see what the next song would be. All film is going digital, obama,s president shot was the first digital. So i found a floppy disk looking for a tape for my friend, but i have no flopy disk drives! what secret treasures do you have locked on you little disk... :( We use to wait for the movie to please rewind while we made pop corn. now we watch tv. and type blogs while ffing the dvr..Good bye my anolog friends...

(bun) monday night

so aside from my obsession with delicious food like hot dogs, i'm also addicted to DesignSponge. one of these days i'm going to do a killer Before & After and get my own post on there. also slightly obsessed with my kitty cat:

thats him in the spotlight when the power was out during hurricane ike. it was hotter than hell in our little apartment and the wind was still howling like mad, but the cat was chill as ever. like he was on vacay. like he was saying, see yall, its not that great being stuck in this matchbox of a house all hours of the day. indeed, Mr. Bo, indeed. which is why you're now allowed on the balcony whenever Bee goes out for a smokey.

Spelling Bees...

If referred here start at #1

Oh,K,.. so weve tryed every other profile of the wide world of webs: Myspace, Facebook, handfull of email accounts, old Icq, jott, twitter(still havn't actually visited the site to figure it out, but have an account), random viral sites, DIGG (my personal fav.), Ted, who knows...So its time to start a blogger account. Yes i will try and entertian you threw my typing skills wich are not as good as my nunchucking skills, but hopfully better than my myspace skills or digg story submitting skils. So i'm assumeing that your first blog should be about laying down the ground rules. wich brings me to the title.

#1.....SPELLING,


I suck at spelling and i do not care!. No you are not smarter than me because you have perfect grammer double and triple and quaddroople spell check,, every .T and fucking prefix, if you have a comment, debate, or ""clever" comment about the content of the story please i'd love to hear it,(some one actually read my Blog!!! :0 .),,but this is not tenth grade english class and you are not my teacher when it comes to how to express myself,, this is not the next great american novel. But just in case i hit the internet lottery and more than my friends pretending to read it, read it, i had to rite this as the first.., to refer every asshole that is mind fucked by a misspelled word or a run on sentence.(Breath) ok i understand some people prob. have a pet peev with bad spelling and punctuation. Sorry, I'm lazy and find it more important to say somthing rather than to nit pik how some one else says it. I see the spell check button and i say ,BORING. Every time i leave a comment on digg or any other site, some sorry fuck thinks its great to be the spelling nazi. How cleaver you are!!...u clearly win this lame internet debate.