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Posted on 2010.03.15 at 21:01
 I expect honesty and I get it, but they have to allow me to be honest in return without judgment.  

January 2nd, 2010

Posted on 2010.01.02 at 23:40
So it's 2010.

2010. A New Year. DuhCollapse )

December 14, 2009

Posted on 2009.12.14 at 20:44
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: satisfiedsatisfied
Current Music: Typing by My Fingers
Today wasn't the greatest day.

Why is it that when things are going well, I don't post? I'm not sure myself, but you have the total right to skip over this if you're looking through the friends section.

Incredible, Edible, Rotten Goose EggCollapse )

Dear Robert, entry 1

Posted on 2009.11.30 at 22:01
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
Current Music: You just keep me hanging on
I'm not in a happy mood.

Earlier today I was in a way better mood than I am now. Then all of a sudden, I'm not happy. I'm not sure why.

Dear Robert,

You asked me what you did to drive me away. Here is Prosecution Evidence A

Law and Order: Stewpatty EditionCollapse )

November 29th, 2009 MORNING

Posted on 2009.11.29 at 10:58
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: calmcalm
Current Music: Brokenhearted me by Anne Murray
Tags: ,
Today is a new day. I went to bed very late last night. Playing in the background was SpongeBob, and I was reading parts of Breaking Dawn. I would say under the current circumstances, I should detest that book, BUT, it is a work of fiction, and the only thing I can stomach is Rob and Kristen.

Even then I was close to throwing in the towel with those pictures of Nikki literally lying on top of Rob (almost but they were standing). I did appreciate Rob's face but I think of Kristen. YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, I know she was with her Angarano at the time. Yes, it's in the past, yes, he's with Kristen (finally) but I can't help but to feel a little sick for her because of the ridiculous timing. I've never said this before about anyone, including Nikki, however there's a first time for everything. Nikki is a first class, insignificant female who is evil to the core.

On the other hand, Kristen has an extreme amount of class. The only "trampy" thing Kristen has ever done in public was ride piggyback on Michael's back. Oh yeah, real trampy. Considering that Kristen is only 19, she acts (this has been said before) like she's 36 (NM quote here definitely implied!).

Kristen Stewart and your fan, Sandra Bullock--thanks for keeping things sane. Nevertheless...on to something humorous.

Here's a funny spoof that will send you Team Edwardians reeling. I think it's TOO FUNNY! We all know the truth so try not to vomit in your mouth, ok?

With a special appearance from Teen Wolf. :)

a few changes along the way

Posted on 2009.11.28 at 23:44
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: cynicalcynical
Current Music: Goodbye to Love
Tags: , ,
So remember PG girl? She resigned. Yay! I'm glad I'm not in a place with her face in mine all the time. Smug Marrieds.

Stewpatty the Cynical Person is bornCollapse )

I am an evil person

Posted on 2009.11.07 at 19:35
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: crappycrappy
I think I'm an evil person.

This woman I can't stand at work.  She's PG.  When our boss told everyone that's the reason she was out, I wanted to gag.  I should not think this way.  I can't believe this malice of my own heart.  I think I feel more sorry for the kid because she is some kind of mental case.  I'm serious.  She is a mental case.  We all thought she was out of the office because she literally had a mental breakdown.  Imagine my surprise.  I didn't even say, "Oh happy joy!"  I'm evil.

It seems that lately I've been feeling the malice in my heart when it comes to people finding out their PG.  I suppose it's because I know, in my own evil heart, I will never be PG.  I'm 33.  Time passes by fast.  I don't want to do a sperm donor thing because I don't want to a child to not have a father.  I thought of adoption, but again, raising a child on my own without a father is not what I want for him or her. 

It's jealousy, envy, greed all rolled into one.  Lissa says I'm not evil.  I am. 

I am:



Posted on 2009.11.07 at 14:48
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: sadsad
 I finally deleted my Twitter account.  

I didn't delete my friends.  Big difference.  I'm going to be paying more attention to the comm.  It's neglected.  Twitter--I felt like my life revolved around it and except of you guys, I didn't talk to any of them.  Except Elizabeth my friend.  But she has me email.  you guys have my number.  

I did cry -- I still am crying, I must admit.  Despite the fact that I didn't really talk to many peeps.  The only time I was talked to was when I said goodbye.  I have a big problem saying goodbye.   I think that's why I am crying.  I felt like I broke up with people.  :) LOL.  It's the whatevs!

But I did it.  I put on my big girl panties and did it.   


My Poor Angie

Posted on 2009.10.29 at 22:15
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: chipperchipper
Current Music: Lucky by Jason Mraz
Reasons why I love Angiequisha

She is my ying. I am her yang. Together, we are ying and yang.
She is the friend I wish I had in high school.
We both sing the Three’s Company theme song and love it.’
We love to sing to people.
She can be very mature.
She is addicted to Farmville.
She gives me gifts on Farmville.
She is addicted to that roller coaster thing.
She gives me gifts on the roller coaster thing.
She acts like me when I was 17. Wait, what does that say?
She has a sense of humor.
Her BFF is Kristen. Mine is Rob. If you don’t see it, your doopid.
She knows all the Spongebob episodes.
She actually credited me when she got an A on her Spanish project.
She’s excited to see me in June.
She’s gonna get a cake for her birthday.
She likes Hello Kitty like moi.
She likes Kristen Stewart
She likes Robert Pattinson
She doesn’t bash on Taylor Lautner.
She loves to tease me about Xavier Samuel
She hates Megan Fox
She hates Nikki Reed.
She gets me to say sayings like, "A doi" "It's the whatevs"
She's just as silly as me.

I luv my gurl Angiequisha.

the nightmares that never end...

Posted on 2009.10.03 at 11:32
Current Location: Texas
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
Tags: , ,
I woke up at 630 this morning and then fell asleep again around 730. I didn't wake up until 45 minutes ago (11:00). I had the biggest nightmare so far this year. I'm sooo pissed. I had a dream about the executive director, known only to me as la weirdo. In my dream I had a very odd training. It was SO off I'm not sure what to say. All I know is that I wasn't prepared, I started late, and my microphone was older than dirt. Then I tried to BS my way through this meeting, but I was freaking out. We were holding the meeting in a cafetorium and one of the lunch ladies threw up. It gave me the perfect opportunity to bolt which I did. Then, her siamese cat friend, Necky (I changed her name to protect the guilty) who is a glorified scheduler making at LEAST $70K for scheduling peeps, got mad at ran to La Weirdo. She was already mad at me in my dream because I started late. In real life Necky never trains. NEVER.

So when I finally come back to the cafetorium, La Weirdo was there, yelling at me and telling me not to go to work. I asked, "Never?" and she was like, "That is tentative"--the only best part of the dream was mom coming with a union representative (I really belong to the union). We briefly sat down with La Weirdo, and I told her that this was the one and only time that I've ever done this (irl I've NEVER done this) and she starts spouting off asking me, "Was I trying to save the budget for Ed Tech" and my union person advised me to say nothing. She then goes on saying that at the end of this year, our budget was going to be completely cut. WEIRD!!! My rep tells me "less go" and I take off. I go back to work the next day to get my stuff, completely worried about how I was going to support myself. I see my friends, some of whom didn't know what happened the previous day. La Weirdo comes up to me and tells me she did not get any complaints or letters from the attendees from the workshop I bolted from. I ask myself in the dream (that's how I roll) why she mentioned this information. I woke up. I'm mad, mad, and mad because of her. I need some retail therapy!

GAR! Yes, it was a nightmare, yes, it wasn't true, but yes, it felt real. So there.

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