Bucky

I could live in Starbucks.

They serve my ‘I must be specific about the amount of sugar pumps in my pumpkin spice latte without a grimace from you’ coffee needs, my lunchtime ‘I’m pretending I’m in paris eating a ham baguette with cherries’ sandwich needs, my ‘ I am attempting to be healthy so I’ll eat vegetables in dip which actually equals the calories in a sandwich’ needs, and now, they meet my ‘something which seems like a breakfast food that doesn’t come from mcdonalds’ needs.

They now serve oatmeal.

Sure, it’s the same instant kind I could get a the grocery store, and make at home. But it comes with dried fruit, and brown sugar packets, and nuts. And it’s just so darned cute.

And the calories are all marked! So I can see that when I’m trying to keep my breakfast at 200 calories, the brown sugar mix and dried fruit and nuts actually makes it 400 calories.

But what a perfect 400 calories it is.

If only they had fold-out beds.

What Rap has been missing...

omg. wow. um...

Why Norway Will Never be a Superpower...

Speaks for itself.

Why?

A good question, my friend. A very good question.

Like sands through the hourglass...

Santino passionately kissed Beth Phoenix. Beth Phoenix grabbed Santino's hair, and kissed him right back.

These are my stories.

Are Santino and Beth going to get together?
Is Cena dating Mickie? Or just friends? Why were her panties at his house?
What's going to happen to Edge and Vickie now that they're married and he's cheating on her?

Will Tom romance his younger sister accidentally? Will John steal Marlena from Roman? DId someone curse Luke & Laura's marraige? Is John really Stephano's half brother? were Stefan and Laura lovers and is Stefann possibly Nikolas' father? Did Laura kill Rick Webber? Is it all just a daydream by an autistic child looking at a snowglobe? Ooops....getting ahead of myself.

Yes, I am a WWE Opera fan.

Witness the moment between Santino and Beth. Wrestling, Kissing. Strange emotions in the air. It's got it all.

Don't judge me or I'll swanton bomb you.

Chekov had it easy

There's a moment when you're sick...a moment wherein you finally think 'enough is enough' and 'this is ridiculous' and 'I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore' and that moment for me happened last night when suddenly blood poured out of my ears.

I'm not talking Exorcist here - it wasn't some crazy horror-movie bleeding. And it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. But when you're realizing blood is coming out from a location it usually doesn't , you have to take pause and think 'well, that can't be good.'

There are things that should not go in or out of your ears. Wrath of Khan Chekov Bugs (yes, that's their official name) should never go in your ear. Blood should never come out of your ear.

SO that being said... it gave me pause, and it made me realize that now is the time to see a doctor. Blood out of ear = Doctor.

I have bad experiences with Doctors. They think I'm faking it. They say 'oh, you've been sick as a dog for 3 weeks, and throwing up? It's just a cold. Hang tight little soldier' and shuffle me off home to die alone desperately clutching my nyquil. They say things like 'The worst has passed, it's not worth medicating now.' and 'that flu can be a killer - just keep up with the tylenol.' Needless to say, Tylenol does nothing for the flu. And really, neither does any other medication. It takes you from ' I'm dying!' to 'I'm dying while sitting up!'

And so with this new physical proof of my illness (aka bleeding out of your ears can't be good) I went in and amazingly enough got a perscription for some actual medication to make me better. Miracle of miracles. A Doctor that helps you when you're sick. It's almost an oxymoron.

Although I shouldn't get my hopes up for it happening again. But I'll keep an awl by my bedside just in case I need to poke myself in the ear again to get some actual medical attention.

Movie...THE Movie.

I was privy to a conversation yesterday between my bf(boyfriend) and his bf(best friend) about how they really didn't like the last Bond movie. And the first thought that came into my mind was... 'slit his throat'...and then my second thought was...'they don't get it.'

I really think, if you didn't grow up reading Ian Fleming, then you don't know Bond. And those people won't care for these movies, since they're not the fluff of yesteryear.

So...watch this with that in mind. And if you don't get a tingle of 'oh YEAH!' from this... watch your throat.

Dammit!

I missed THIS. How is that possible?

Sigh.