And everytime I've always known
That you were there, upon your throne
A lonely queen without her king
I longed for you, my love forever

All of my life
Where have you been?
I wonder if I'll ever see you again (again, lenny kravitz)

ginormous turtles have invaded!! and they eat jellyfishies?? omgz, i love them so very much!! *hugs*

if there was a contest for horrible poetry, i'm sure i'd be the champion. it's like that piece mad magazine would do once in a while. "you're a winner AND a loser if..." hahahahahahah!! but you know what, writing bad poetry is incredibly theraputic for me and it gives me a great belly laugh when i read over it. i'm so happy that i can amuse myself all day long.

on that silly note, a very happy birthday to google!! 8 years old...wow...our little baby is growing up so fast!! hahahahahahha!!

i just like how there's a cuppicake there!! with sprinkles!! horray!!

p.s. super fun cal game on saturday even though i felt like shit. go bears!!

Beauty that
we left behind
how shall we
tomorrow find

Set aside
our weight in sin
so that we
can live again

When my legs no longer carry
and the warm wind chills my bones
I reach for Mother Mary
and I shall not walk alone (i shall not walk alone, ben harper)

so i had a dream that somebody was killing someone in my house. and nobody there could see me, but i was somehow a witness to it all. and it was my old house, before we added the second story. all the furniture, rugs, ect looked like it was from the early 60's but the woman killing and the woman dying were talking like it was the 50's. it was weird how i was just sort of floating, watching this all happen, but not able to stop anything. of course i woke up RIGHT when my alarm was about to go off, so it's been on my mind all morning!! ahhhhhhhh...that's such a weird dream to have!!

after just a little bit of searching about dreams, and murder, this is what i found: To dream that you witness a murder, indicates deep-seated anger towards somebody. Consider how the victim represents aspects of yourself that you want to destroy or eliminate.

okay, let's change the subject cause that dream was horrible and freaky, and i can't wait to dream about donuts and silly shit again. the only other thing new today is that the sunset was beautiful!! it was a super big, pink sun just chillin as it rose. i hope that i can focus on that and a lot of little things and get over my "anger" or what i need to "destroy or eliminate." how about everyone that's mean?? hee hee!!

time for a sharkies update...courtesy of moi!! hee hee!! as you last read, erik and i had tickets to see the sharks play the canucks (horray!!) on thursday. once we got there, a scalper was shouting out, "upgrade your tickets...second row." and i replied with, "nope, first row." he again said, "second row" and i said, "we're in the first row...DOWNGRADE!!" hhahaahahhahaah...okay it's not that funny now, but it was hilarous at the time.

luckily we got there early, so i had time to check out the new stuff in the store. they have the sharks scarf again!! thank goodness cause last year, they had it when i was in van, then they ran out!! you better believe i snagged that, a pink sharks hat, and a beanie!! awwww yeah!!

since our tickets were so awesome, we had club access which isn't that big of a deal to me. i still got nachos and a beer. you can't take that away from me, ever!!

there was a very funny looking penalty box official guy (what ARE their official titles??) who walked by several times on the ice. lucklily the last time he walked by, erik got a pic of him, with my head next to him. he has this great old-timey mustache. sort of like rollie fingers, but better. i'll have to get erik to post it soon. :) speaking of officials, they only had one ref at first, then someone magoo appeared out of nowhere.

i sang the canadian national anthem so loud at the beginning of the game. i always feel bad for the hockey players when they've got to sing to TWO national anthems. it looks like they just want to get the game going!!

our seats were on the right side of the penalty box, sort of right in front of the face off circle on that bottom side of the ice. it was cool to see the canucks warming up, and look at all of these new faces. they had two really REALLY short players, and i can only remember one of the names, reid. he honestly couldn't have been more than 5'5'' and looked very young. he did try really hard when he played, though!!

and of course since we were so close to the glass, we got to jump and act crazy when there was a great hit in front of us. there were several, and one 1/2 one attempted by cheech. it was a partial cheech-check...hahahahahah!! but it's so odd to see the angry faces, knowing someone's going to get hit about one foot in front of you and not flinch when it happens. i didn't kiss the glass when he skated by...i was a good girl. i did give him several shoutouts and a few, "horrays!!" :)

there was a hat trick by milan, and i wasn't wearing a hat, so i had nothing to throw. there weren't too many thrown on the ice, and i wasn't about to throw my new pink one on the ice just for shits and giggles. saaaawwwwwrrry!! the other goal that night was scored by cheech, horray!!, so of course i was happy. the only part i was a little bummed about was that they stopped playing, "rock and roll pt. 2" by gary glitter for each goal scored. they played something else that you couldn't figure out what it was, but the signs all said, "hey!" and hella people were confused. i read that they are trying out new songs and seeing what people like. i still think gary glitter should be played because i'll always associate that with a sharkies goal.

so yeah, that was my first sharkies game of this season (albeit pre-season) but it was totally worth paying a butt-load for front row seats. i'll have to do it again maybe later in the season or next year since it does put a bit of a damper in your pocket. :) but yes, fun was had and the overall experience was a big, "HORRAY!!" :)

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark (i'll follow you into the dark, death cab for cutie)

quick update with me while i have a minute here at work!! my silly wrists are sooo sore from scooping and chomping up ice cream at coldstone the other night. some of the ice cream was easy to scoop, and some was super tough and totally frozen!! i was volunteering for the local elementary school and of course had no idea how to make any of those "creations" things!! i had fun though. pretty much all the orders for pints and other stuff to go came through me so i was the scoopin queen. yeeeee-haw. oh wait, i guess that's what a scoopin cowgirl would say. horray!! :)

seeing this made me so mad that i didn't even read the whole article. i don't care what you are for or against, but do not disrupt traffic!! even if you're for glitter, unicorn giggles, and hearts, go complain to someone who isn't!! i wasn't involved in this, but you better believe i would be TICKED off if i had. go make bush late for something...not a bunch of liberals. way to think that out.

on a final and fun note, I'M GOING TO THE SHARKS GAME TONIGHT!!!! not only am i so fucking excited for the season starting up, but i have tickets to my favorite and second favorite teams!! AND...i'm sitting in the first row. i wish it was for a playoff game instead cause there would be more hitting and checking, but i'm still gonna pound on the glass!! and leave lipgloss marks from making out all over it when cheechoo skates by. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

it has begun...



the madness of WoW has finally reached my compy!! ahhhhhhhh...make it stop!!!

much thanks (i think!!) to bean for getting me setup, ready to go, and helping me pass level one. omgz, soooo much geeky excitment. i don't know what do to with myself!!

as everyone knows, i am a packers fan. i get a lot of crap for it, especially since people assume it's only because i want to make out with brett favre. hey, he's not hard on the eyes, but he's got other things i enjoy about him too!! i promise!!

i was mainly a packers fan because ryan longwell was on the team. when he was traded to the vikings a few months ago, i was in denial for a bit. i've yet to watch any minnesota games (really, they're the rivals of the packers!!) but i still cheer for my boy, longwell!!

now i don't claim to know the whole story of why he left the packers. maybe he hated it there, maybe his contract expired, maybe someone wanted a new kicker there. i honestly don't know. if it was someone just sort of trading to get him out of there, i hope you have nightmares about this:



oh, and green bay lost by a touchdown yesterday?? too bad you didn't have good ol' number eight throwin for ya.

and, on a slightly related note, i just want to point out that brett favre is number 4!!! everytime i wear my longwell jersey, someone makes a stupid comment about favre. you are the loser for not knowing!! just like the guy at noah's who argued with me about cal losing last weekend. don't argue with me cause you're not going to win!! muahahahahahahah. oh, okay. i'm all done!! *giggles!!*

Shake your money maker
Like somebody's bout to pay ya
Don't worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air

You know I got it
If you wanna come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - hey hey

Shake, shake, shake your money maker
Like you were shaking it for some paper
It took your momma 9 months to make ya
Might as well shake what your momma gave ya
You, you lookin good in them jeans
I bet you'd look even better with me in between (money maker, ludacris feat. pharrel)

what a fun song for humpday. i loooove ludacris, and i will shake my money maker for him anytime!! hahahahah!! well, i'll shake it cause he has tight beats and fun lyrics.

i woke up this morning thinking someone was spooning me and playing with my hair. as i opened my eyes, i swear someone whispered, "good morning, sunshine" and as i turned over, of course nobody was there. gah, i hate when dreams are better than real life!! at least it put me in a fantastic mood for hump day. woohoo!!

first off, HA-HA to the redskins. so sorry you lost last night. thanks to ryan longwell for the late kick!! sort of makes up for that 51 yard nightmare earlier, huh?? i'll always root for you, numba 8...even if you end up on oakland. horray!!

on the subject of sports, i'd like to bring you another round of What Rules Jeannette Would Change If She Were In Charge!!!

okay, so i started writing a bit, and it all started sounding familiar. see my previous rant on 1.22.06 for round one. :)

sort of an add-on to the "i'm sorry notes" rule is if you get a horrible penalty, you're out for the game. no facemasks!! if you do that, you're done for the night. now i know there are incidental times where your hand sort of gets pushed in the helmet, and i'm not talking about that. i'm talking about the times when someone grabs it and brings you down. that is so lame and i don't want to see you any more for that game. also, if you headbutt anyone with your helmet, go hit the showers, kid. and, for the "i'm sorry notes" if you don't write a nice note, you won't be allowed back in the game. it has to be approved by me FIRST. bahahahahahaha!!

my other addition to MY rules is that i HATE how in the nfl a receiver will make an amazing catch, BUT his feet never touch the ground because someone pushes him out. that should not be called a fair catch. it should be fair that a player can push him out of bounds!! HELLO, you're all big boys in the nfl now. get your damn feet in or it's not a catch. or, have your qb throw it further down the field so you're able to run after you grab it/run out of bounds because time is wearing down. damn, i hate this rule!!

that's it with my sports rant, now time for my other rant. i'm sure many of you have seen that stupid commercial that starts with mr. cheesy mc cheeserson saying, "i'm thiiiiinking of a number..." and it's for freecreditreport.com. they tell you that you can get a free credit report if you log into your site. what's in the small print, of course, is the fact that you'll have to sign up for some shit to get your report. so is it free?? NO!! this is such a pet peeve of mine!!

how can you claim something is free, yet still be charging for it?? it's similar with those quick infomercials that state you have free shipping, but there's a $10.95 handling fee. holy crap, the person that "handles" your package must be a millionaire!! i don't understand how businesses can get away with it because it seems so sneaky. of course, i bet they don't care since most americans are stupid and can't be bothered reading the fine print. i just don't like how in some cases it's too small to read or it doesn't tell you that you have to sign up for something else. i'm not speaking from any personal experiences, but seeing crap like that just bugs me. i guess i wish i had thought about making tons of money off of slow people. grrrrrrrr!! ;)

Today, we gather to be reassured that God hears the lamenting and
bitter weeping of Mother America because so many of her children are
no more. Let us now seek that assurance in prayer for the healing of
our grief stricken hearts, for the souls and sacred memory of those
who have been lost. Let us also pray for divine wisdom as our leaders
consider the necessary actions for national security, wisdom of the
grace of God that as we act, we not become the evil we deplore.
-Rev. Nathan Baxter, Dean of Washington National Cathedral

driving to work this morning, i was listening to the radio which i normally don't do because i don't like the talkie-talk of morning shows and the tons of commercials. for some reason, i turned on 94.9 to get some crazy booty-shakin' song playing to get me ready for my week. instead, it was a tribute to 9/11.

i thought to myself, "oh, all right. i'll listen to juuuust a bit." i've been purposely not watching the news during the last few days, not listening to the radio, and trying not to read too many news sites because of the 9/11 overload. i think it's wonderful that so many people want to honor and remember the spirit of those lives lost, but there are millions of tributes and it's all people talk about. i get very overwhelmed with the hoopla, and want to deal with it in my own way. and silly me turns on the radio this morning...

dear lord, i have never heard such a sadder sound in my life. apparently i was listening to a walkie-talkie/radio feed from a woman firefighter/emt to her dispatcher. all of a sudden you could hear yelling and debris falling as she was speaking to him. he had no idea what was going on, and is trying to get her to give her location. between him frantically trying to get her back on the line and yelling at people to stay off that frequency, you can hear her moan as she tries to let him know where she is. it was horrible to hear this whole conversation play out, knowing what the outcome would be.

please take a moment to click here and remember those whose lives were lost 5 years ago.

i will be praying today for peace, leadership, grace, justice, and for those whose lives were lost. i hope you will join me.

after a two year absence, i got to see dave matthews band perform!! 0mgz w00h00, etc...hee hee!!

i think i've seen dmb every time they've come through norcal with the silly exception of last summer. stupid lair...grumble grumble. hee hee!! yeah, so i'm not like dmb superfans who have been to 40 shows, but enough of a fan that i can enjoy them once a year!!

dave totally turns me into someone else when he performs, and i find that to be just hilarious. he paints this amazing picture in my head of the perfect guy as he's singing and i just want to jump him. you know, to talk and stuff. ;)

his arms were covered by a sweatshirt last night, so i can't comment on how hot they made me, but every other part of him does. the passion that comes from within as he really gets into a song, those funny eyebrows moving back and forth, the way he looks into the crowd as if you are the only one there, his voice...wow. i need to write a book about this. let's just say if i found a man who could speak about love the way dave writes about it...i'd be a happy woman.

i took kae with me and i'm glad we did because we totally rocked out and were about to kick some booty when some dumb 17 year old showed up next to us. they were so annoying, but luckily they must have taken a tranquilizer because they mellowed out. NO DISTRACTIONS WHILE DAVE IS PLAYING, MMMMKAY??

so yes, i had the time of my life last night listening to dave and co. just rock the shoreline and i'll be dreaming sweet dreams of them until they return. horray!!

i am the distant star
burning brightly light years away.
all you can distinguish is a faint twinkle
because you're looking directly at me.
it's only when you glance away will you finally notice
how much i shine.

Once there was a way
to get back homeward
Once there was a way
to get back home
Sleep pretty darlin'
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye

Golden Slumbers fill your eyes.
Smiles await you when you rise

Sleep pretty darlin'
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye (golden slumbers, ben folds five)

one thing that's great about losing weight is that you have to buy new clothes. when your jeans that used to be almost too tight on you can be pulled off with the button on, it's time to go shopping. oh lord, am i going to have fun today!!

If I should stay
Well, I would only be in your way
And so I'll go, and yet I know
That I'll think of you each step of my way
And I will always love you
I will always love you
Bitter-sweet memories
That's all I have, and all I'm taking with me
Good-bye, oh, please don't cry
cause we both know that I'm not
What you need (i will always love you, dolly parton)

it's incredibly insane for me to think that a year ago i was planning my trip to canada, finishing up the lair, and ready to really start my life with bean. here i am a year later, back in the bay, and almost out on my own. it's amazing to see how fast a year flies by. sigh.