Every Picture Tells A Story

My, Oh My, peeps - has this been a crazy couple of weeks!  (That almost rhymes.)  I thought about debriefing you all on the myriad of events that have taken place since I posted my masterful mixes last week, but then I realized I'd prefer it if you all kept reading my blog.  I still want to tell my story, but I figure since the average blog reader has the blogging attention span of a pre-schooler (or, maybe that's just me), it might be more entertaining to tell my story in pictures.  You can interpret them how you like: 


(Oh, I will tell you that the GORGEOUS baby boy is my new nephew Logan - born last Thursday.  He's perfect!)


(And - some of these pictures come right out of email conversations between NewB and me, which often contain funny images that sum up our goings on.)

(Disclaimer: All of the following images are stolen from other sites.  Thanks to Allie at Hyperbole & a Half and all the others from whom NewB and I pilfered.)

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(I half expected to see this guy pop out from some dark corner:) 

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Me: 


Blah, I am just terrible today…

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NewB: 

Figure 2: Life worth living

Figure 3: Soul crushing disappointment

My favorite part.

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Me: 

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NewB: 

I’m guessing figure 2 is me and you and figure 3 is just you now?

Here’s a couple for you J

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The End. 

Life in a Nutshell

It's been a rough few weeks.  It's also been a very long time since I've told a story with songs.  (Check out my first AND last attempt: http://stolensentiments.blogspot.com/2010/02/somebody-to-love.html).  So, instead of boring you with the details, I'll do what I do best and steal someone else's words to tell you (in no particular order) what's happened lately with relationships, exam results, work, and life in general.  Enjoy!  (If you don't listen to anything else, PLEASE watch the Disgruntled Employee Song.  Priceless...)

Trash Talk Tuesday - On Wednesday

Just submitted the application from hell BAY-BEE!!!  It's GONE.  HOLLA!!!!

So, while we wait for the client to sign stuff, I thought I'd give you guys a well overdue Trash Talkin'!

OPINIONS AHEAD. 

PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

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This week's topic: 

Now, the caveat to this post - I haven't seen it yet.  (Hell, I haven't even seen the inside of my eyelids this week!)  But, apparently, it's a travesty.  Which I TOTALLY called, thank you very much! (See Item 4 here)

Sex and the City 2 (2010)

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17^%

TOMATOMETER

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Reviews Counted:148

Fresh:25

Rotten:123

Average Rating:3.9/10

Consensus: Straining under a thin plot stretched to its limit by a bloated running time,Sex and the City 2 adds an unfortunate coda to the long-running HBO series.

I was pretty disappointed with the first movie, I have to say.  I LOVED the show (just like 97% of American women) but I thought the movie was a little...meh.  And, I hated what they did with Carrie's character.  And, I think Sarah Jessica did a shitty job acting.  

However, I remind you again - I have NOT seen the second movie. So, since I'm fairly uneducated on the whole matter, I am going to let Jezebel do my trash talkin' for me, and direct you to their HILARIOUS plot summary for simpletons: 

http://jezebel.com/5541641/sex-and-the-city-2-a-plot-analysis-for-mere-mortals/gallery/5

And also, to their unabashed bashing of the film's Movie Poster: http://jezebel.com/5528266/new-sex-and-the-city-2-poster-a-photoshop-oasis

Good times.  

Well, of course, we're actually NOT done.  Gotta go work some more.  Because, really, getting home at 5:30  in the morning and then being back at the office at 10:30 in the morning on THE SAME DAY isn't enough work for anyone, now is it?

Hasta kiddies!  Hopefully I'm really back this time...

Highway to Hell

Well, in true Kristen form, I reveled in my glorious morning a bit too soon, and have been summoned back to the office.  Funny how you can work over 100 hours in 8 days and yet still get in trouble for not being at the office (even though you've been working from home since 7:30 am on a HOLIDAY).  So, Deac is back at home and I am here with both Boss-Men.  At least the fact that I cried all the way here is winning me some sympathy points.

Sometimes I hate my life...

Sit and Listen to the Rain

Deac and me, sitting in my office, drinking coffee and reading/working, respectively.  Rupert happily snoozing in between us.  Blues Traveler barely offsetting the rain in the background.  If I were reading (for fun) too, instead of writing about Program Compliance, it would be the perfect morning...

Let's Go Crazy

Dearly beloved

We are gathered here today

to get through this thing called life

Electric word life

It means forever and that's a mighty long time

But I'm here to tell you

There's something else

The afterworld

A world of never ending happiness

You can always see the sun, day or night

So when you call up that shrink in Beverly Hills

You know the one - Dr Everything'll Be Alright

Instead of asking him how much of your time is left

Ask him how much of your mind, baby 

Cause in this life

Things are much harder than in the afterworld

In this life

You're on your own

And if the elevator tries to bring you down

Go crazy - punch a higher floor

If you don't like the world you're living in

Take a look around you

At least you got friends

You see I called my old lady

For a friendly word

She picked up the phone

Dropped it on the floor

(Sex, sex) is all I heard

Are we gonna let the elevator

Bring us down

Oh, no Let's Go!

Let's go crazy

Let's get nuts

Let's look for the purple banana

'Til they put us in the truck, let's go!

We're all excited 

But we don't know why

Maybe it's cause

We're all gonna die

And when we do (When we do)

What's it all for (What's it all for)

You better live now

Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door

Tell me, are we gonna let the elevator bring us down

Oh, no let's go!

Let's go crazy

Let's get nuts

Look for the purple banana

'Til they put us in the truck, let's go!

C'mon baby

Let's get nuts

Yeah

Crazy

Let's go crazy

Are we gonna let the elevator bring us down

Oh, no let's go!

Go crazy

I said let's go crazy (Go crazy)

Let's go, let's go 

Go

Let's go

Dr. Everything'll be alright 

Will make everything go wrong

Pills and thrills and dafodills will kill

Hang tough children

He's coming

He's coming

Coming

- prince

The Downward Spiral

1:54 am.  Must have draft of 75 page application to client by tonight.  I am only halfway done.  Now, I'm thinking that "tonight" can be interpreted subjectively.  I'm thinking it'll probably be 4:00 am Thursday morning.  It's still dark then.  That counts as night, right?  Considering the push for this draft is to accommodate the client's vacation plans, and considering I am not allowed to have my own vacation plans since I will be spending the weekend in the office, I say 4:00 am, it is.  And they should be damn grateful.   


Moving on.  In today's (yet another) cop-out post, I am directing you to another blog.  Probably a stupid move, as I am shocked I have any readers left at all after my essentially month-long hiatus, and by introducing you to this blog, I am encouraging your defection from mine.  But, I'm doing it anyway because this post is just too frickin' hilarious not to share.  And, it pretty much sums up my entire month.  


Treat yourself to a hearty, raucous belly laugh: 


http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/05/sneaky-hate-spiral.html 

PAIN SCALE (also stolen from courtesy of Hyperbole and a Half): 

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I'll give you three guesses as to where I currently fall on the scale (or off of it, as the case may be)...