tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67692433121564516122024-03-14T09:31:20.189-07:00Meowlissa the DomesticatedWhat my therapist meant to say was...Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-36209331407752135102012-04-12T05:39:00.000-07:002012-04-12T05:39:12.972-07:00Anorexic butt cracks<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ok. I haven't been around in a minute or so (obviously enough) but this is a mere attempt to see if my blog/computer/speedy fingas can all coexist in a world together again. Blogger wouldn't let me post, repost or sneeze there for a while. Here it is. Like an anorexic butt crack....with wheels....and....metal legs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq-Zkl4W1sO89s2EZ8Udj6YBeG_FVaTDDZAqTF86vFbYImYWoJVR11SwMLZjJ8yjxyPWBVv6kcKzUfyzCMMH0kTB3Y4pQHufcGf8yhrROTLWjCJk2mPJKZHzE2ENi27NbzDnqmdIKcExkf/s1600/485150_197857086994968_115853131862031_315028_743741681_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq-Zkl4W1sO89s2EZ8Udj6YBeG_FVaTDDZAqTF86vFbYImYWoJVR11SwMLZjJ8yjxyPWBVv6kcKzUfyzCMMH0kTB3Y4pQHufcGf8yhrROTLWjCJk2mPJKZHzE2ENi27NbzDnqmdIKcExkf/s320/485150_197857086994968_115853131862031_315028_743741681_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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I haven't even been gaming. Its true. My gaming obsession is dying. It started with Aion and pretty much wilted more during Rift. I have toyed around with Dead Island but it seems to come about 3.5 away from giving me psychotic convulsions so I don't play too often. I don't really need Operation-Brain-Implode to commence just yet.<br />
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So in the midst of the adventures of the <a href="http://momentswithmeowlissa.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-take-elvis-costello-for-5000-alex.html" style="color: red;">Bird Anus Number 1</a><span style="color: red;"> </span> and all his Holy a-hole-ness, I completely neglected all the lovelies of my life....my blog, my baby blog, even my fetus blog and the fetus of my fetus blog, my art, seeing all of my lovelies, etc. ((Random Note to Self: When your therapist tells you to quit your job because it is killing your soul, you should listen)) There were <strike>seconds every 3.5</strike> a few moments that I was ready to go buy a pack of ciggys which was odd considering, this month consisted of my One Year Anniversary of divorcing ciggys. Instead of ciggys, I opted for lots of chocolate and caffeine, because, you know, those two things really help relieve stress. I really was 3.5 away from Straight Jacket-ville. So, a little time later. Here we are. I have given my resignation and I am slowly getting back to all the goodness I left behind. Slowly but surely. On my last day, I could always give Bird Anus Number 1 a swift kick to his mangina. Or two or three. I might just opt for a simple middle finger though. So, there it is. Some of it anyway. Now I must catch up with everyone. Quick! Grab the booze!<br />
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Warning: About to commence Operation Rant My Ass Off for about 10 minutes.<br />
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Its totally going to be a 'play-<i>The Cure</i>-in-my-car-kind-of-day today'. Sad bastard music unite! I might even have to add <i>Echo & the Bunnymen </i>and <i>Died Pretty </i>with a side of <i>Avett brothers, Stabbing Westward, </i>and <i>City and Colour</i> to the mix. Don't hate. Its a Sad-Bastard-Music kind of day.<br />
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Stress has officially kicked my bright porcelain ass one too many times this past month. The whole coming-home-in-tears-everyday-thing has grown so old so fast and is far too much sad bastard-ness for me. Really. <span style="color: blue;">See! The Tin Girl really </span><i style="color: blue;">does </i><span style="color: blue;">have a heart.</span> Since I am semi-anonymous here, we won't name names but we'll call this cockstick, "Bird Anus #1". Just to be clear. So it turns out, Bird Anus Number 1 is a complete, uber ahole from the depths of uber, ahole hell. Fully equipped with donuts on one side and his cheap cigarettes on the other. Yeah. So he likes to scream in my face and breathe his cheap cigarettes and dead tooth breath all up in my business. Lucky for me, my shortness comes in handy here. So Job B has been torture. I've been such a sad bird about it...I'm getting on my own nerves. As far as Job B is concerned, I can only handle the yells, lectures, glares, more lectures, screams, negativity and dead tooth-cheap cigarette breath so many times before I just<span style="color: orange;"> burst into flames</span>. So the goal is that Job B will soon just be part of my Wall of Hell Shame and I won't have to deal with it anymore. Here's to not coming home in tears today or I will sock someone in the nose!<br />
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<ul style="text-align: left;"><li>One day, I will go to Comic Con. You lucky bastards. I've missed out on all the Horror Cons and, once again, Comic Con. More shit to add to my <strike>pity party</strike> to-do list. Woot.</li>
<li>What the hell happened to Val Kilmer anyway? I mean, really.</li>
<li>Thanks Bloodydisgusting.com for making me think (in the midst of speed reading) that another 28 days/weeks flick was about to be released. Don't toy with my emotions. OK so I guess you redeemed yourself with the <a href="http://www.bloody-disgusting.com/news/25535">INTRUDERS trailer</a></li>
<li>Must. Make. Plans. To. Visit. Hocking Hills. Stat.</li>
<li>Regular soda, you evil bastard. You made me gain 8 pounds in under a week. Pfffft.</li>
<li>Reality is, my life isn't terrible at all. Sure, Job B is fracking awful and Bird Anus #1 is a prick but aside from that, things are pretty awesome. Too bad I can't focus more on the awesome rather than the horrendous details of Job B and the dick hole adventures of Bird Anus #1. Sigh.</li>
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Anyhoo I hope you all had a great Holiday weekend and enjoy the rest of the week. Test numba won: Let's see how many blogs I actually post now that I'm working for The Man again. </div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-83704635409013496552011-06-30T04:35:00.000-07:002011-06-30T04:35:43.394-07:00Its official: I Need My MMO Crack<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Totally open for MMO suggestions!<br />
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Being gameless is never good for an addict. I think I'm 3.5 away from convulsing in the floor and screaming obscenities. Nothing new there, right? I've been playing Aion, mostly because I just needed that temporary fix to get me by until we renew Rift again. I had an affair on Rift with L4D2, took Rift back with open arms...only to discover it too had been having an affair on me and what was an awesome server turned into asshat-ville. We won't even discuss the guild dramatics. I always thought us girls were supposed to be the drama queens. Have you guys ever tried running your own guild? We had great experiences in Aion with our guild but Rift was a whole other story. All ending with grown men all "Aw naw you didn't" and crying in the corner every night. Enter: Rift divorce number 2. << Felicia Day, stop toying with my emotions.>> So we decided after Rift's latest patch, we would wait for that and just transfer servers...which I have yet to do...which is eating my brain. Oh and in case you didn't know, we are console-less (as our PS3 met its demise about a month ago) as well so I officially have the itch and not the good kind...hey, wait.</div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-55666814782389121202011-06-28T07:53:00.000-07:002011-06-28T07:53:11.743-07:00Anxiety Girl, Super Power #243: Able to jump to the worst conclusion in a single bound!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj_0uR6SGED8jTvxREaE8Y3_cnQY_hRSJJ_jXGXALQxKhsUNEdlBFh3O2f5mQ6mkO0anHZI0zXzRFKN8UDHCLb2uGFZmX4vcIQW_-ZqEBz7B0hdgzpzVvWGNny808q7JMRub7hzV0ZW0Ve/s1600/TheLostofTheRing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj_0uR6SGED8jTvxREaE8Y3_cnQY_hRSJJ_jXGXALQxKhsUNEdlBFh3O2f5mQ6mkO0anHZI0zXzRFKN8UDHCLb2uGFZmX4vcIQW_-ZqEBz7B0hdgzpzVvWGNny808q7JMRub7hzV0ZW0Ve/s320/TheLostofTheRing.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> Because it still makes me giggle.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>**Over the weekend, we went old school and decided to hit up a Drive-in. I scampered off to the grocery and stocked up on as much junk I could think of. We were hoping for <i>The Green Lantern </i>but had to sit through <i>Cars</i> first. Yeah. Once the movie actually started, it only took about 20 minutes and I was passed out like a Rhino in a coma. It only took an hour of people watching, a pound of candy goodness, chips, soda and other goodies that shall remain nameless to put me to sleep. I. Am. Lame. Hubby didn't want to risk that whole sleep-while-driving thing...needless to say we left early; responsible old folk we are. We ended up seeing <i>The Green Lantern</i> a couple days later, sans rhino coma.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div>**Operation Locks of Love is now complete. I am now half my weight (OK, maybe shed half a pound but who's counting) as I have exactly one foot of hair less than I did before. We didn't do a legit before/after deal but here is a sort-of-before-after--more of an uber tipsy before and after. Either way...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAHiqjOT9BBQc8BlUgXo4evKcJ_DhrJzgwOrviQBg3kSW_Y7nh3wJoplp-rOLpOLWvEbOa8hyphenhyphen7oSWlb1KxyO1-gbsqFTW_qoUTVE0QNE_TRnVQhT2B4h7Jnjn2O6ZlQizpUQE13wE-Ejtz/s1600/beforeafter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="131" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAHiqjOT9BBQc8BlUgXo4evKcJ_DhrJzgwOrviQBg3kSW_Y7nh3wJoplp-rOLpOLWvEbOa8hyphenhyphen7oSWlb1KxyO1-gbsqFTW_qoUTVE0QNE_TRnVQhT2B4h7Jnjn2O6ZlQizpUQE13wE-Ejtz/s200/beforeafter.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div>**Today is my last day of being a professional housewife and starving artist. Tomorrow I will, once again, be working for The Man. I'm still all crazed that I need to clean every inch of the house and car and move this here or that there. I'm not really sure where that comes from but the anxiety is eating my brain like a hot fudge sundae. Anxiety Girl, Super Power #243: Able to jump to the worst conclusion in a single bound! Dun dun dunnnnnnnn!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKHTJ1DDd4nW2fE0qJtsQ8DrnJbus7WRPdStYOtiH_mSf9JPAWt_1anTbfNUfHTMfE-92jUWgzJv2pILk76_hXz_uH5asXLO3FHmY1BdcajLPt-Q51BlPoF4CWvCUzIUUt4dMoVXp-Oif8/s1600/funny-pictures-cat-is-a-waiter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKHTJ1DDd4nW2fE0qJtsQ8DrnJbus7WRPdStYOtiH_mSf9JPAWt_1anTbfNUfHTMfE-92jUWgzJv2pILk76_hXz_uH5asXLO3FHmY1BdcajLPt-Q51BlPoF4CWvCUzIUUt4dMoVXp-Oif8/s320/funny-pictures-cat-is-a-waiter.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-68844864028526565882011-06-21T07:12:00.000-07:002011-06-21T07:12:04.424-07:00Random things on my non-shitlist-list<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKw1W_hZ2Z7rzuqPMw8xt5xSUl_T3dijhPpSEKGJb8Q-7ot8BsQYX8Uc9MMbZWfV3nSJGHDlBiKKUSr5r-YkToo7AhLxP2lNHqMDAavnu1SsflW4droEWYpN-PFq3_YuGXpm_NG3YujUB3/s1600/ocd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKw1W_hZ2Z7rzuqPMw8xt5xSUl_T3dijhPpSEKGJb8Q-7ot8BsQYX8Uc9MMbZWfV3nSJGHDlBiKKUSr5r-YkToo7AhLxP2lNHqMDAavnu1SsflW4droEWYpN-PFq3_YuGXpm_NG3YujUB3/s1600/ocd.jpg" /></a> </div>***Non shitlist Numba Won: It is official. I will be returning to the Day-job-world next week. As I sit here and try to enjoy my last week of being day-jobless, I find myself maniacally scrubbing every nook and cranny of the house, OCD style, skipping meals and scurrying around like a starved, sleepless crackhead. I'm not really sure why...I guess something in me fears, once I return to the world of day-jobness, I will never again be able to clean? <br />
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***Non Shitlist List Numba Tweee: I wanted to get a cake to celebrate this whole going back to the day-job business thing but I haven't yet. Just the thought of it makes me <strike>wanna scratch someone's eyes out to get some</strike> all warm and fuzzy inside so it still makes my non-shitlist list. Still though. There should be cake. Lots of cake.<br />
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***Non Shitlist List Numba Fawww: I saw Red Riding Hood over the weekend. It didn't suck. <br />
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***Non Shitlist List Numba Fiiiiiii: Even though I can't bend all gumby style or do 100% of my advanced yoga-ness yet, my daily workouts have officially become more of a routine than coffee. I no longer need an IV coffee drip to survive. <br />
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***Scurries off to clean more*** because I will never be able to clean again, dontcha know?<br />
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I'll be running tonight. Fingers crossed for a few things.<br />
1. My mini D's don't put my eye out (or my husband's) with each step I take. This calls for a Double bra feature. Bra A under Bra B, and hope that I don't need to use Bra C to keep those puppies strapped down.<br />
2. No vomit would be an uber plus.<br />
3. No coronary would be an even bigger plus.<br />
4. I'd also be good with no asthma attacks. I mean, not to be picky or anything<br />
Another random thought or concern is: Will my bat wings expand and retract as I run? No tank tops for me. I can't have anyone making a "Giant Albino Bat sighting" and putting me on youtube. Then my cover will be totally blown...hey, wait...<br />
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What a strange and random day so far...BUT my Mavs beat the Heat last night. Mhmm. <br />
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T minus 6 days and counting for more than ten inches of my mop-head-hair to be removed. No more rolling my hair up in the windows, having it sat on, laid upon, eaten, touched by strangers (ok, maybe cutting my hair won't halt that), attacked by <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1307723915_0">rabid animals</span>, no more 50 pounds of this Red Muppet-y mane on my head. Can't wait. The new glasses seem to be treating my eyes like 2 tiny little queens with fancy-pants wine and fruits of the sort. I haven't brought myself to order the second pair of glasses just yet. Between, what, the whole cost thing not to mention coming to terms with the fact that I am actually not the new <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1307723915_1">Bionic woman</span>. Now I'm just sort of the 'onic woman with hip frames that doesn't run into the walls anymore like a blind diabetic dog. Go me! I decided to download a weight loss app today. (Just what I need, one more app) Now that I say it out loud (out loud/typing/same difference) it doesn't make much sense considering I don't really need to lose weight, but I wanted to track my miniature workouts, walks, etc. So I download the app. Low and behold...a Meal/Calorie tally. It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood until I realized I had a third of my daily caloric intake in one meal. Well, the meal that actually wasn't a meal. Liquid refreshments, coffee, tea and yogurt. Oh, hello there, Denial.<br />
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During my dreaded grocery trip (I looooathe shopping) an Elderly man kept passing me in every aisle. It was hard to maintain composure each time he passed. The pajama man. It wasn't even the Walmart type of pajama action...this guy was classy. He gave a new meaning to the pajama pants shopping trip. Straw hat, Pink and Red Plaid Pajama pants pulled up to his man booboos and black dress shoes with a Green polo. I tried fumbling to snap a photo each time he Eeyore'd by but my phone just would not cooperate. I had guilt even though the cell phone discriminatory protecting Gods didn't allow a photo to be snapped. I still had guilt. The Wine guy caught me giggling to myself and whispered that, he too, had snapped a photo of The Plaid BooBoo King's ensemble. I had guilt and didn't even get a photo snapped. <br />
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An awesome fellow Ginger and a fellow Melissa recommended her mother-in-law's Andalusian Gazpacho recipe. Not having much of a cooking prowess these days, I didn't know if I would actually rock this or not. I decided to put my own spin on it, not make it soup and here is my end result. I have to say, it put the Badass in awesome. Really.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong>Meowlissa's <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gazpacho Salsa</strong></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><strong><br />
</strong></u></div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>(The original recipe includes ALL juices from bottles, cans, etc. and called for 3 or 4 large cans of chopped tomatoes but I totally cheated here and only used 1 can of tomatoes, 1 Cup of v8 and about a half can of olive juice)</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I large red onion, diced</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 Green Bell Pepper</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 jar roasted red pepper pieces</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 large can chopped tomatoes (or 3 1/2 cups fresh)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 large cucumber, diced</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">4 scallions</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1-2 cloves garlic, diced or crushed</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">½ cup olive oil</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">½ cup red wine vinegar </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 tsp Cumin</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 T Basil</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 T Parsley</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 -2 teaspoons pepper (to taste)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">2 teaspoons salt</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">several dashes Tabasco (to taste)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 Cup V-8 (original or spicy)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 cup red wine (optional)</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Add at least:</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 bottle salad olives</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 can sliced black olives</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Mix all the ingredients together, Chill for 4 hours. Will keep for a couple of weeks . Can also be frozen for later use.</div></div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-92066903984099586532011-06-08T06:25:00.000-07:002011-06-08T06:25:01.616-07:00Random Wednesday Stuff and stuff<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWb1hq2ohwyd8yZO01CpOFUYC-nw22MbuFMgWnbb9w_-T2oiBVEijD8_0xMeXAU8h8Ner0WvAOB2tA1zKYUHmt_howpGqPdxICJYVRW6HZslxVV_d8O10zLYG9amuMF-qUff20Hy6uUNaf/s1600/zombie_avatar15.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWb1hq2ohwyd8yZO01CpOFUYC-nw22MbuFMgWnbb9w_-T2oiBVEijD8_0xMeXAU8h8Ner0WvAOB2tA1zKYUHmt_howpGqPdxICJYVRW6HZslxVV_d8O10zLYG9amuMF-qUff20Hy6uUNaf/s1600/zombie_avatar15.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It is officially hotter than a Fraggle fire in the sun here. Hopefully there won't be any spontaneous combustion in my near future. The only functional SPF for me is a Trenchcoat and a blanket, otherwise I would be aflame. Don't tell anyone but my *real* super power is having the capability of being your natural flashlight in the dark. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn-eow9LV8xcE3MM8O3yxD9NyI-QmOX8LLkHK5mwXKBLr2SFXmOG1U_2eqQxTOaR5i7LClgd148Krk9MzYYJZ68L14vKN1F6eWIeQHOX7IZzCwaDF6-N5e46wmplClj5hYSzS_mqFUeGLB/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn-eow9LV8xcE3MM8O3yxD9NyI-QmOX8LLkHK5mwXKBLr2SFXmOG1U_2eqQxTOaR5i7LClgd148Krk9MzYYJZ68L14vKN1F6eWIeQHOX7IZzCwaDF6-N5e46wmplClj5hYSzS_mqFUeGLB/s1600/8.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Even though its hotter than the sun, I'm still enjoying this Spring/Summer/Imaginary Season so far. Considering how much Firefox seems to hate me at the moment, I'll just more some random summer pics and stuff and stuff and even more stuff and stuff.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFJmiS3tsmXl9Ge0_RVM-ZmkCvnr8maNXtWyGqfnlzxmAC3bqqob3h21B8InsTsqyDbwwFqCM5om0jQ1ZoKtYWalx3FHuj9nm7u17B3qmYThahTHFiIHTBaMmZvkwWOqnsVPq1K194JAq/s1600/DSC00873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFJmiS3tsmXl9Ge0_RVM-ZmkCvnr8maNXtWyGqfnlzxmAC3bqqob3h21B8InsTsqyDbwwFqCM5om0jQ1ZoKtYWalx3FHuj9nm7u17B3qmYThahTHFiIHTBaMmZvkwWOqnsVPq1K194JAq/s320/DSC00873.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GvHsBPUkqocge6in08JUVasS8SObFIQGQVhKCpcfoqFGCIzVY_yH4mmZdw_dacx6OartIzL-rfTSLdL3sxFKmJpcMrXJp6acdcBpG7q2UPjoHUh8jPPTp8RRZcgQgESORSOzDQx4M71c/s1600/DSC00491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GvHsBPUkqocge6in08JUVasS8SObFIQGQVhKCpcfoqFGCIzVY_yH4mmZdw_dacx6OartIzL-rfTSLdL3sxFKmJpcMrXJp6acdcBpG7q2UPjoHUh8jPPTp8RRZcgQgESORSOzDQx4M71c/s320/DSC00491.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div></div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-13061591169532302562011-06-01T07:28:00.000-07:002011-06-01T07:28:29.330-07:00A blog, a break and cheap entertainment<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrimV7oP_lKBZCh1Er2EOkj-_9lWnj1w1nqp0Eoldg-6U6PVtcEbxEwhBd54FlSHTwSTG-bJMyBMOWNe8gmh9f5kCXH97inbEhEsMNaofX3yzR-kcTdb_Y-Xo2sv5kH_dgiMo4oZLe8XJd/s1600/chomeo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrimV7oP_lKBZCh1Er2EOkj-_9lWnj1w1nqp0Eoldg-6U6PVtcEbxEwhBd54FlSHTwSTG-bJMyBMOWNe8gmh9f5kCXH97inbEhEsMNaofX3yzR-kcTdb_Y-Xo2sv5kH_dgiMo4oZLe8XJd/s320/chomeo.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>I have researched medical schooling, certification, accreditation for the past three hours. Once my eyes started to bleed, I then opted to entertain myself with some ridiculous pictures. Then I figured, hey, why not make you partake in my ridiculous picture stalking adventures.<br />
You're welcome.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaI0PY9SzK5RbfbYDfXna5me5BVSUDRpJ4fYZJh08ysn19qRuDfXycqDpJGZ7jM8Z8yWojUpmecUoeCn4juPAQStwzp7hYQljbXjsBk7_aHhKxlMk3WP-A8t_EqCKvaysq14dvgGADBZ4o/s1600/pug+wig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaI0PY9SzK5RbfbYDfXna5me5BVSUDRpJ4fYZJh08ysn19qRuDfXycqDpJGZ7jM8Z8yWojUpmecUoeCn4juPAQStwzp7hYQljbXjsBk7_aHhKxlMk3WP-A8t_EqCKvaysq14dvgGADBZ4o/s1600/pug+wig.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;">All above images found here: <a href="http://photobucket.com/">Photobucket</a></span></div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-13691401440867604012011-05-31T08:33:00.000-07:002011-05-31T08:35:10.575-07:00An award and how really lame I am<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-RNNZzeTCUMehusTrGH-nKCEW79__nzBOnfADyiiJSAupM4cWrilC3X0hNM5klcn7Wg6_XAdXe6ZipAzU3Uo9KwNmxDOES19d_zs0JdP7LHQEzdWDae5iFgXqtVRw1FOrwHfTKrxsUVT/s1600/versatilebloggeraward.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-RNNZzeTCUMehusTrGH-nKCEW79__nzBOnfADyiiJSAupM4cWrilC3X0hNM5klcn7Wg6_XAdXe6ZipAzU3Uo9KwNmxDOES19d_zs0JdP7LHQEzdWDae5iFgXqtVRw1FOrwHfTKrxsUVT/s1600/versatilebloggeraward.png" /></a></div>The uber/awesome/kickass Lex over at<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;"> </span><a href="http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/" style="color: red;">Badass-ville</a></span> gave me an award in the midst of my absence like a hundred years ago. <br />
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Seven things about me (Warning: Lame ahead)<br />
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Uno: I am a total list maker. For everything. Sometimes I make a list of my lists.<br />
Dos: Yes I am a ginger. Matching decor. All natural. true story.<br />
Tres: In my obsessive prankster days, I always put shave cream in everyone's socks...you can fill the socks and fold them back up all nice and neat so they look normal until that person goes to slide their feet in. #winning. Kool-aid works well in a shower head too. Just sayin'.<br />
Cuatro: I have an odd obsession with the word "monkey"<br />
Monkey: I loooathe giving speeches or speaking in front of groups but I've spoken at numerous Women's shelters over the years without even a nervous cough.<br />
Seis: Ya know that girl that continuously gushes over her husband and his uber awesomness, like all the time, to the point you wanna stab yourself in the eye? That's me. You're welcome.<br />
Siete: My sunblock = a trenchcoat<br />
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So, there are actually some acceptance rules, if you will:<br />
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1. Thank and link back to the person that has given you this award<br />
2. Share 7 things about yourself<br />
3. Award 15 blogs you feel deserve the award <br />
4. Contact these bloggers and let them know about the reward<br />
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I usually cheat....I know some people hate awards so you do what ya do :P BUT I'll show some love regardless :) Of course, you already know I don't expect you guys to link back or to do the tags.. <br />
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</div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-61826016309515524642011-05-23T07:15:00.000-07:002011-05-23T07:15:20.604-07:00The sabbatical, randomness and a full shitter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Its true. I'm still here sneaking around corners and peaking through the curtains, just when you think I'm not looking. <strike>We have the same color robe.</strike> I took a little <strike>Hermit Life</strike> sabbatical of sorts from the blogging world as well as all the social site drama. Of course I must return to the world of blogs....as for social sites...not so much. I think I will manage just fine not knowing who had what coffee or tea for breakfast, how many times the neighbor's dog took a poo in their yard or seeing all the other compelling news stories my "friends" want to share every 3.5 seconds. I *have* missed reading all of you though and I hope everyone is doing well...or as well as you could be. I know some of you are celebrating not having been slaughtered by the zombies yet.<br />
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As time has gone on I realize more and more that this little corn town AKA "The Eden of corn fields and meth labs" just doesn't seem to have much to offer. I think it might be time to take a few well deserved steps out of the comfort/settling zone. The whole lack of career opportunities, conspiracy theorist, pirate and dog attacking neighbors is killing my soul...slowly with a barbie sized knife and fork. I haven't turned all "GET OFF MY LAWN" shotgun-esque or anything yet. If something doesn't happen soon, I can't say what could happen. Right now I'm half way between "Shitter's Full *wave*" and a cat-hoarding chain-smoker with a blue moo-moo.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm not sure if its the weather but, whatever force it is, its using enough Jedi force in my head to implode a pack of Raptors. In related news, my night was packed full of Dreams/nightmares including but not limited to re-dreaming the death of my daughter (con), seeing a headless man cooking beneath candlelight in the kitchen(we didn't have to cook-pro), seeing <a href="http://momentswithmeowlissa.blogspot.com/2011/03/giant-alien-nightmare-man-of-my.html">The Giant Alien Nightmare Rubberband Man</a> (con), the Mister and I moving to a deserted island....on purpose (pro), and seeing my best friend spawn a litter of kittens (just confusing). It seems the weather/migraine business kills my Muse but eats my brain while I'm trying to sleep. Two and a half hours post-wake up time today and I still feel like a Zombie doped up on heroine. If you need me, I'll be the redhead in the back with Ice packs on her face and a drink with an umbrella. Or just a straw and a bottle. I can't decide.</span><br />
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</div>Random FYI: I have not fallen off the face of the Earth, quite yet. I might be running around like a circus pony on crack but, hey, a girl's gotta get things done right? I have been <s>off my rocker like Gary Busey in a straight jacket</s> a tiny bit crazier than normal. Researching Medical classes, doing the day-job-hunt, gearing up to be your local Independent Avon Sales Rep, tending to life and love and self and Spring cleaning have been my main agenda as of late. I am happy to report that, in the midst of running around like a chick with her head cut off, the daily life theme has maintained a positive one. That in itself makes me smile like a big fat happy monkey. I think its important for us to take a breath in the midst of chaos and enjoy the moment. No matter what it may be. I have been successful in doing so and believe me when I say, that is a rare thing. I'm also planning on having my hair cut and donating it to Locks of Love. I haven't done that in a few years and it is time. Everyone is sure to flip their lid because they like to live vicariously through this Horse's Mane of red hair but its for a good cause, it is time for a change and they'll get over it. In relation, without getting too detailed on something you don't give a #*$^ about, I am also proud to report that I have stood my ground on two very important things to me. No matter the comments, judgments, and/or negativity from The Ahole Peanut Gallery. I will succeed. I am determined. No matter what. I haven't been on this type of feel-good, kick-ass wavelength in a long, long time and you will not bring me down. I promise to catch up on all your bloggies soon :) Miss everyone. Hope all is well! Til next time.</div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-67766441088418446842011-04-11T11:56:00.000-07:002011-04-11T11:57:59.071-07:00I'm BranJenGalina, And So it Goes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19px;"></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;">Excuse me while I say FU to the grocery store that continues to sell perfect, beautiful avocados on the outside only to cut into them and see they are rotting from the inside out. How can the Mister make his world renown Guacamole if all the avocados are bad? Like some tiny avocado rotting gnome has made its home in the belly of the seed. With a suitcase and waves of disease. Someone would probably say its some undiscovered disease or cancer causing pesticide or the nuclear avocado meltdown of 2011 is about to commence. I keep complaining when its my fault for knowing better. But I still bought them. 5 time in a row now. Looks like its back to all organic for me. Rotten avocado selling jerks.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;">And, yeah. Before you get all judgey on that white horse of judgment and wisdom. My life has to be pretty good to whine about rotten avocados right? It most definitely is. But I'm human.......Or <b><i>AM </i></b>I?</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've had this recurring dream since I was 10 years old. Its vivid. Its terrifying. Its been analyzed by everyone. This is the Ginormous-Nightmare-Alien-Monster-Shadow-Rubber band-Man I see there. Always the same. Never changing or moving. To make it worse, there are only whispers. I can only imagine he is creeping in the doorway as if he's waiting to scoop out my brain with a tiny barbie sized ice cream scoop and snarf it down like a hot fudge sundae, Hannibal style. Ya know, scoop it out, slap a piece on the platter and fry it up while looking at me and having a conversation. That kind.</div><br />
</div>Meowlissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920891516698382634noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769243312156451612.post-30027907815038316522011-03-29T05:59:00.000-07:002011-03-29T05:59:33.489-07:00Random Tuesday Art<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyoQVS7c75vtwGXi7N1TVXJb3ABCIrqy_n70NJb-zZtgV_I6hNWCwg0BYN-PSWzVp2vzJiy06cWJwpCgSGtfTDPS59WO-E2t3WXm5Z4jgR-udBUmg4-OAOeGKOv4YZbLH5E5_uD5WvY3G/s1600/normal_peace05.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="56" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyoQVS7c75vtwGXi7N1TVXJb3ABCIrqy_n70NJb-zZtgV_I6hNWCwg0BYN-PSWzVp2vzJiy06cWJwpCgSGtfTDPS59WO-E2t3WXm5Z4jgR-udBUmg4-OAOeGKOv4YZbLH5E5_uD5WvY3G/s320/normal_peace05.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just a lovely a border my girl SaraJ made. She really needs a site so we could link back to her and give her some love.</div><br />
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