This is why I should never be alone with my thoughts

Today my IPhone decided to be the piece of crap that it is, and deleted all my music for no good reason. So while I was driving home from work I had to pull out one of the cd's my best friend Sheila made me. One cd she made was labeled "old school mix"and it is exactly what it advertised itself to be, very old school. I really enjoy one particular song:   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJLIiF15wjQ&ob=av2e

So this got me thinking, one Christmas all I ever-did-want was a Ginger Spice barbie! OH, she was just my favorite! She wasn't all skanky like Baby Spice whom everyone seemed to love, but she was edgy enough for my liking when I was in third grade. Yes, I was a very edgy third grader... ask my mom. Anyway I DID get the Ginger Spice Barbie and I just remember how it changed my life! I think I grew into a better person because of it. For real, I could be a bank robber or something but thankfully my mom got me my barbie so I am not out damaging society. 

Link

Here it is... the reason I'm such a cool cat today. 

Then as I continued to drive I couldn't help but wonder... What happened to Ginger Spice? The one who changed my life 10 years ago? So I did what any normal human would do, I Goggled her name. Seems she has been up to some very big things... like she was on ONE episode of Dancing with the Stars. If that wasn't enough she was also on ONE American Idol Episode.I don't understand how I missed all these big roles she has had lately. Maybe it's because of my busy work/school schedule. But I will make a vow to you Ginger Spice.... I will personally make a better effort to watch your guest appearances on shows about washed up stars. Only because your edgy attitude and badass Barbie changed my life. 

Top 5 Reasons I choose to have my dog instead of children

• My dog likes to sleep as much as I do! Sometimes (on a good weekend) I like to sleep 12-13 hours, and I still have to drag her out of bed. 
• You can leave them at home alone when you go out, without worrying about knives or the oven.
• They don't talk back (normally)
• They take multiple VERY long naps during the day, without even being asked.
• They always love to snuggle and will NEVER grow out of it into some horrible teenager that will resent everything you have ever done for them. 

Parents,while your fighting the battles of puberty I will be at home feeding my dog treats and watching her happily fetch the same toy she has loved for years (without complaints). While your daughter is going out on dates with a man who looks to be in his late 30's riding a Harley, I will be watching my dog take her third nap of the day right under my feet. When your son is out with his rowdy friends trying to light things on fire, I will be sleeping in bed with a dog who doesn't need to be told 50000 times to "JUST GO TO SLEEP". Maybe in a few years I will grow the patience to have my own child. Until then I am just gonna enjoy my job, then come  home to my quiet house with my cuddly dog. :) 

*This in NO WAY speaks badly of children, I LOVE kids! In my own way I think Zoey is my child! Its just a funny tidbit I came up with off the top of my head so for all of you who could potentially spin this the wrong way... don't. 

That One Jerk Part 2

I swear my life gets crazier everyday, basically I think my teacher wants me to kill myself. We all know ([That one Jerk]) that I told you about a few weeks ago (if not read that link). Well he got way WORSE! I have told all my facebook friends about it, but if you aren't my facebook friend then I will give you a few updates:

• September 6th-A guy in my class actually called himself a celebrity for his knowledge of vinyl records... This is gonna be a long day
• September 8th-Mr. Celebrity answered his phone during class. I guess when your famous you can do things like that.

Anyway this would be my status from today:

• I'm sure my teacher hates me, she paired me with Mr. Celebrity for our midterm project.

So basically she either thinks I am the only one in the whole wide world that won't tell him how OBNOXIOUS he is or she wants me to die. I haven't decided yet. I will contemplate both these choices as he repeatedly tells me how lucky I AM that he was put in my group. Yep, lucky me :) 

This may or may-not prove that I am adopted

Im so excited! Eric and I are going out of town within the next hour! Well not like "vacation" out of town but the Don't Call-Don't text-No internet service kinda out of town, which is great for a girl like me who is glued to the internet in 95% of my free time. (a way to know your old is if your saying "kids are always on the internet these days") in that case you shouldn't be reading this.. PLUS I have 2 online classes so you can shut your mouth! Cause I am always doing online assignments when I'm online! yeah! well after I check facebook, my email, my blog, other peoples blogs, coupons, the weather, and the news. Then I'm all about homework, well unless someone talks to me on chat. I cant chat and do homework. But other then those few simple things I'm totally focused on homework. Anyway, I'm leaving till Sunday but I needed to leave you with a bit of humor that may or may-not prove that I am adopted. 


My dad's facebook status from yesterday-
i want to wish kathy my wife good luck in her new ass manager job at mobile next week,go  get them kathy


Yes my dad called his wife an ASS MANAGER. Your welcome and have a good weekend.




-By the way Kathy Good luck at your assistant manager position, this in no way makes fun of you or the way you manage asses.  

All aboard the crazy train

I don't know how the conversation took this turn, but I feel like you need to read this conversation and help me understand exactly what happened that I missed.


Mom: Hey can I use your camera tomorrow?


Me: Why?


Mom: I'm going to the Japanese festival and I want to take pictures.


Me: Why?


Mom: What are you racist?


I'm still trying to understand what happened. In the mean time HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! I LOVE YOU! :)

A Post For The Mom's

In honor of my moms birthday (tomorrow), I decided to dedicate one of my posts to how crazy she is. My mom and I have an awesome relationship, mostly because we intentionally make fun of each other, bicker with each other, and occasionally pull awesome tricks on each other. Anyway, She is the kind of mom who loves double standards, and I know all you moms out there are like "well we can do what we want because we are MOMS and 27 hours of agonizing labor has given us that right" and I'm not disagreeing with you (mostly because I don't want you all to gang up on me with some serious angry mob mom mentality). But what I'm saying is that you say one thing, and totally mean another thing. Or worse, you say one thing but that rule doesn't apply to you. Don't worry, I plan to show you a few examples of just what I mean.


Mom: Don't leave the house with your hair wet! You are gonna get Pneumonia!

• However, My mom takes a 4 minute shower and is out the door with a wet head like 80% of the time. 

• If your curious, she has never had pneumonia. Obviously parents can't get pneumonia. I guess when I have children I can start threatening them with horrible sicknesses, until then I'm shit outta luck. 

Mom: Casey Don't talk to me while I'm on the phone! It's rude!

• However my mom can call me on my cell and it goes something like this:

Mom: Oh yeah (background noise) Thanks for doing that (someone talks to her) Yeah I will be home soon (she answers someones question) Ok no I gotta go now bye. 

• I'm pretty convinced she was at a rave, it seemed like a lot of noise for "work"

Mom: Your room is disgusting. Look at that mess in there. Do you ever clean it?

• However, the clutter she hides under her bed is now coming out the sides. Her trash is taller than her computer desk, and the trunk of her car (she likes to call it her "office") has things she probably hasn't seen since before I was born. :)

Now, some of you may think I'm judging my mom. Don't worry I am not here to judge. I swear like a sailor some days, I procrastinate, and yes my room does need to be organized. What I'm trying to get at with this post is: I cannot wait to have a kid! I'm gonna drive it just as crazy as my mom drives me! 

Happy Birthday Mom!

The college Girl Grocery List :)

I was going through my phone tonight and I found a note dated for July 22nd of this year. The note had my grocery list, it was as follows: 

• spray
• razors
• Face Wash
• Cover Girl
• Hubcaps
• Chocolate chips
• Flossers
• granola bars

I'm not to terribly sure what "spray" I needed but I don't think I ever got it. Clearly I was preparing for the apocalypse . Anyway If Zombies/Aliens ever take over the world I have enough stuff In my bathroom to keep at least twenty people safe. Feel free to put your name on that list. I assume spaces will fill up quickly.