I knew the bride when she used to...

Anyway excuse me while I repeat what I said already elsewhere:

So…Mom’s wedding

Went very well… I have a few pictures and I will be getting copies of the more formal ones. A few things went screwy…Grooms tux did not arrive on time and emergency back up had to be Fed-Exed in. Groom’s haircut, which he got on the morning of the wedding, left him with a small bald patch in the back. Whoopsie! The DJ kinda sucked, as he did not seem to be playing anything that my mother picked out. He did get people in a conga line for “Hot Hot Hot” and then he kept it going with the Macarena and the Chicken Dance. Sorta funny. My nieces, the twins, held each other by the hands and spun around wildly in circles for most of the songs. I danced with my mom to “Livin’ La Vida Loca”, another song which I am pretty sure she didn’t pick. Spent the night at my sister’s, then…

The next day traveled to San Francisco and saw my old building. Saw my old apartment, they ripped up the rug to reveal beautiful hardwood floors. So that was nice. Then they put more modern cupboards in the kitchen and that looked awful. It was so cute before. BAH! No tenant yet, and when there is one they are going to be paying about 300 dollars more than I was. Good Lord. Went to Louie’s…and had sandwiches. No energy to do anything else really so watched Napoleon Dynamite. The next morning we took BART to the airport and it was off to Disneyland…whoo hooo

It is Disneyland’s 50th Anniversary… and I was surprised to realize that the Jungle Cruise, Tiki Room, and the dinosaur bit on the Railroad had been there since it opened. It was crowded, but we did that thing of getting on the popular (read: Space Mountain) rides early…going to California Adventure when the Magic Kingdom crowd was off the heezy, and going on popular ones (read: Indiana Jones) during Fantasmic or the fireworks. The newest thing there (I think) was Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters…a bit like the Roger Rabbit ride except for you get to shoot lazer guns at targets. We went twice. The first time I sucked at it. The second time I wore my glasses and quadrupled my score. Which more or less got me over my Jan Brady-like aversion to wearing glasses.

The newest thing in California Adventure was the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror, and it was so much fun and it never had a line. I couldn’t figure out why. People did freak out on it though, and they take your picture at the top, and you get to see who was freaked out and who had been on the ride before and was posing for the picture.

A few more things:

Most popular t-shirt worn by guests of the park: Misfits…and running a close second was Vote for Pedro


Most popular Disney character t-shirt sold and worn at the park: Jack Skellington?!?!? Didn't know that was so popular.... And running a close second was Mickey Mouse of course.


Most common sight after 11 pm: kid in stroller sleeping and older brother or sister screaming in anger or else still bouncing along happily.


Best food: I was all over the spicy kabob at the Bengal Barbecue…mmm. They have healthier stuff in Disneyland nowadays too, you can get a fruit plate even.


Best hot dog: Award Wieners in California Adventure.

Best Ice Cream: the soft serve in California Adventure that has a flavor swirl.

Words I learned in Disneyland: Manos, brazos…and of also Permanecer sentados, por favor.
Creepy things in Disneyland: a bearded man in a t-shirt shorts and Santa hat that clearly did not work there and gave me the creeps cuz he was by himself and clearly seemed like he was trying to attract kids attention with the Santa hat and all…get back to the north pole asshole. Also a creepy man in a shirt that said “trust me, I work here” except he obviously didn’t work there since he didn’t have a name badge…err…


Biggest Scare: the first drop on the Tower of Terror. And also the ride attendant on the Haunted Mansion…he was standing in a shadow and when I noticed him I jumped and said "whoo he scared me", then he apparently clung to the back of our “Doom Buggy” til it was partly up the first staircase then popped his head around and said “who, me?” with his flashlight held below his face all sinister-like. And I went "WAAH!"

Who knew?: that Steve Martin got his start at Disneyland.

No more: Bear Country Jamboree. !?!? Also they are turning the submarine ride into Finding Nemo, so no more “helmsman, steer clear of the tottering columns”

Even the Losers Get Lucky Sometimes

I hope I do someday eheheheheheh


My oldest (eldest?) niece just got a badass haircut-- it looks really good, kinda "That Girl" mod...awesome...she is too cute.

now I am going to shamelessly steal and quote Tom Petty lyrics just cuz I fucking love that guy!!!


Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
Yeah, an d if she had to die
Tryin' she had one little promise
She was gonna keep


Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl

It was kind of cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
She could the cars roll by
Out on 441
Like waves crashin' in the beach
And for one desperate moment there
He crept back in her memory
God it's so painful
Something that's so close
And still so far out of reach

Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl

Well, it was nearly all summer we sat on your roof
Yeah, we smoked cigarettes and we stared at the moon
And I'd show you stars you never could see
Baby, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me

Baby, time meant n othing, anything seemed real
Yeah, you could kiss like fire and you made me feel
Like every word you said was meant to be
No, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me

Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes
Even the lo sers keep a little bit of pride
They get lucky sometimes

Two cars parked on the overpass,
Rocks hit the water like broken glass
I should have known right then it was too good to last
God, it's such a drag when you're livin' in the past

Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes
Even the losers keep a little bit of pride
They get lucky sometimes

Baby, even the losers get lucky sometimes
Even the losers keep a little bit of pride
Yeah, they get lucky sometimes

You know , sometimes, I don’t know why,
But this old town just seems so hopeless
I ain’t really sure, but it seems I remember the good times
Were just a little bit more in focus

But when she puts her arms around me,
I can, somehow, rise ab ove it
Yeah man, when I got that little girl standing right by my side,
You know, I can tell the whole wide world, shove it,

Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl,
Yeah, she looks so right, she’s all I need tonight

Every now and then, I get down to the end of a day,
I’ll have to stop, ask myself, what’ve I done?
It just seems so useless to have to work so hard,
And nothin’ ever really seem to come from it

And then she looks m e in the eye, says, we gonna last forever,
And man, you know I can’t begin to doubt it
No, because this feels so good and so free and so right,
I know we ain’t never goin’ change our minds about it

Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl,
Yeah, she looks so right, she’s all I need tonight

Yeah, every time it seems like there ain’t nothin’ left no more,
I find myself havin’ to reach out and grab hold of somethin’
Yeah, I just catch myself wonderin’, waitin’, worryin’
About some silly little things that don’t add up to nothin’.

And then she looks me in the eye, says, we gonna last forever,
And man, you know I can’t begin to doubt it
No, because this feels so good and so free and so right,
I know we ain’t never goin’ change our minds about it.

Hey, here comes my girl, here comes my girl,
Yeah, she looks so right, she’s all I need tonight


Last night I dreamed that my mother was dating someone my age (by the way the Tom Petty lyrics are done lest you think Tom Petty had a stupid dream). I said (in the dream) to my sister " I can't figure it out...I don't trust him. I would think he was after her money but she doesn't have any money" heheh anyways I am tripping over her getting married it is weird but I hope it makes her happy. We should all at least get a chance to be happy in life... if no one else makes us happy we have to figure it out for ourselves...wow I sound stupid okay I will shut up now
"oh my my, oh hell yes, honey put on that party dress, buy me a drink, sing me a song, take me as I come cuz I can't stay long".

Unfaithful

I feel like I have been cheating on my blogspot by journaling on my buzznet and hoo boy I just be tired cuz my pet peeve is "journaling"...journal as verb. cuz it reminds me of my psycho therapy days and what a dumb sentence anyway here is what I said ..... on buzznet. just cuz. just for scuzz. just cuz I love copy and paste what a genius thing aren't computers kind of warm and fuzzy? know what I am having panic attack breathing tonight and it is not even me who should be panicking (long story) anyways(maybe time for more psychotherapy):

99 problems but a bitch ain't one....
Sorry I just love that title, it makes me laugh for no apparent reason so I thought I would steal it. Cuz I need a giggle.



I miss San Francisco...so very much! I hate it here. Well, I love my job, which is weird for me. But I don't know anyone except my sister and I am fast realizing that I don't relate to her at all so I feel kind of isolated for the moment. And there is not a whole lot to do around here either.



Yesterday I went out to lunch alone, and brought a book. I have done this a million times and it is no big deal. But yesterday I walked in, and the hostess goes "table for two?" even though I was alone. So I told her one, and she looked at me funny. Then last night I went to the movies just to get out of the house, and asked for one ticket and the gal at the ticket counter goes "two?" ...no, one. One dammit! So then I felt like a lame-o. Truth be told, I kinda like being alone at a movie. There are very few people I am compatable with movie theater-wise. My sister Ena is good. My Dad was good. My friend Cora from high school was good. My mom is okay but she makes me nervous cuz she bites her nails the entire time. My sister that I live with talks aloud...that I can't stand. My last boyfriend was a chain smoker so in the movie theater he would fidget the entire time. I have no idea why I am rambling on an on about this...but I gotta get ready for work. Oh yeah, I saw War of the Worlds, even though I hate Tom Cruise. It was pretty good, it made me want to watch the old one again...there were similar parts but then I haven't seen that one in years. It was scary...probably more so cuz loud noises freak me out and it is always louder in a movie theater...Actually the scariest bit was Tom Cruises acapella rendition of Lil Deuce Coupe heheh.

Could Cooter be Cuter?

Heheh I was just reading Ben Jones of the show Dukes of Hazzard's opinion of the new movie...go Cooter go Cooter go! I liked that show a lot when I was a little girl and can I just say...Jessica Simpson? ech! The movie looks crappy. Trust Cooter on this one I think....plus also in the previews etc where is Roscoe? Roscoe was like my favorite character on that show the great big goof...it is the guy that J. Simp says "something bounced up in my undercarriage" to?!? if so, then where is Flash the cute lil doggie??!?!?!? piss on that.



Tomorrow I am going to see my nephews band...tomorrow night that is and tomorrow day I think I may well see Mr and Mrs Smith.... I was previewed out on that (meaning I saw the preview toooo much) but I keep hearing how good it is and also...Vince Vaughn...I never knew I liked that guy til the Wedding Crashers...alrighty kinda cute. Also I want to see that penguin documentary...what is it about nature docs that get me all teary eyed? I am sappy. I am seeing movies like a mad movie-seein' mamasita but I guess it's just cuz there ain't a darn thing to do around here. Well anyway my nephew's show should be fun and I will get some pictures if I can. My sister says (of his band) they changed their style. How is that? i asked. They stopped screaming she replied. huh?? Apparently they were a style called screamo, which was an offshoot of something called emo, which just proves I am getting old cuz I dunno WTF any of that means.

Lipsmackin' Thirstquenchin' Acetastin' Motivatin' Goodbuzzin' Cooltalkin' Highwalkin' Fastlivin' Evergivin' Coolfizzin' Big Steaming Pile Of Crap.

What Dumbass Said The Following....?

Yep, you guessed it, Mr Tom Cruise the dumbass of the year. More at TomCruiseisNuts.com

I never liked that guy and now he irritates me even more.

But enough about him.

Work was kinda fun, we are learning to process film. It is both more and less involved than I imagined, if that makes any sense. I was a bit annoyed at the one manager yesterday...she says to me (during the training) "You're so quiet". And that's a problem because??? I am trying to pay attention and learn. Shit! I didn't get that gene that a lot of chicks have that causes them to talk incessantly about themselves all hours of the day. I think my oldest sister got mine, an extra one. She never shuts up about herself and in fact she doesn't listen to anyone else. Me I just blog about myself heheh. They're coming to take me away, hahah, me and Tom Cruise. "Ding-dong, there's the doorbell. Hello, man in white. He's gonna make you all well, get you through the night"- Nellie McKay. Only if it doesn't involve psychiatric drugs, says Tom. Ya know, I am kind of down on psychiatric drugs myself (except perhaps Valium hee hee) but who am I to criticize anybody else about their choices. (Except of course Tom Cruise and my oldest sister. Okay, so I am a total fucking hypocrite. LOL)

Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting

We went dancing at this place Saturday night and holy schnikes I have never seen such a wide variety of people. Of various ages and styles. From cowboy hats to bouffants to mullets and everything in between. Ages from 20's to 70's. I swing danced with this lil fella, I would have said he was 65 but knowing my mom is 62 and the Rolling Stones are in their sixties, this fella must have been 75 if he was a day. But he still had the moves. It was fun. My sister was too much into looking seriously for a guy she would be interested in dating though, and that got sort of annoying. If I am going out dancing I can't see it as anything else but for a laugh. Cuz in order to dance in front of people I have to be a bit drunk, wel rather drunk really, and who wants to meet anyone seriously like that?

Terrorist Attack in London

Link to UK Blogs

I'm so terribly sorry to hear it, London is my favorite city in the world. My heart goes out to everyone affected by the attacks today. Another reminder of what a scary world we all live in.

Beware the Giggle Loop!

Coupling is one of my very favorite shows, and I was reminded of the giggle loop yesterday...the giggle loop is, to quote the character Jeff: "You are surrounded by people for a moment of silence when the Giggle Loop begins... Suddenly out of nowhere this thought comes into your head: the worst thing I could possibly do during a minute's silence is laugh. And as soon as you think that you almost do laugh -- automatic reaction. But you don't, you control yourself, you're fine. Whew."

"But then you think how terrible it would have been if you laughed out loud in the middle of a minutes silence. And so you nearly do again, only this time it's a bigger laugh. And then you think how awful this bigger laugh would have been. And so you nearly laugh again, only this time it's a very big laugh, it is an enormous laugh. Let this bastard out, and you get whiplash. And suddenly you are in the middle of this completely silent room and your shoulders are going like you are drilling the road. And what do you think of this situation? Oh dear Christ, you think it's funny!"

I was at orientation for my new job, we had to watch these horrible training videos, I was surrounded by eighteen year old boys...a video on safety showed a man who had lost an eye during the course of a days work at this chain store. That's not funny. But we had been sitting in this room for hours not talking. How inappropriate to laugh at the poor man who lost his eye at work. The Giggle Loop began....next was a lady describing climbing up to get something a shelf, she gestured with her hand...she was missing a finger. That's really not funny...I thought I was going to crack up. It was a little like what happens to me in church. I was biting the inside of my lip...trying not to laugh. Then there was a silly and poorly acted dramatization of someone falling and hitting their head. It was not real, so blessed relief. Everyone laughed. A bit too hard. The Giggle Loop caught us all!