Like...The Car?

When I first heard this song....I pretty much was like...WAH?? Are they talking about the car?  What is this?  What the heck is slizzard? WTF?

Then it grew on me...and I don't know why I like it.

Now I'm just dreaming up sipping on Captain and coke and boogie-ing it up with Cheri like the good ol days.  And that makes me sad.  :( Boo.  This would totally be our jam if we could go dancing again.

You Can't Always Get What You Want

This song is for you picky ass lady that just came in the caffe.

So I'm venting for a second.

I HATE...HATE HATE HATE when people come in and scowl at the desserts.  What is god's name are you coming in here to get if you are going to scowl at everything in the case and make a face every time you ask what something is?  Here's how this just went down:

Lady enters
Me: Good Morning! *smiles
Lady: HI!  *points at stands on top of case* What are these?
Me: *Points at each* These are scones.  This one is Lemon Blueberry and this one is Maple Pecan.
Lady makes ugly face at second listing of scones and says: EW NO...I'll have the Lemon Blueberry
Me: OK *goes to package up the scone
Lady: What is this in the bowls on the bottom?
Me: Banana Pudding
Lady: EW! That's even worse!
Me = starting to get annoyed but rings her up
Lady points to another thing in case and says: What is this?
Me: Peanut Butter Brownie
Lady breathes out annoyed and says: UGH no...I don't like that either
Me: oh
Lady: The cheesecakes look good but EVERYTHING else is just not my thing
(MIND YOU...we have an assortment of things in there...I'd say its probably something for everyone, cupcakes, brownies, cheesecake, bars, etc etc etc)
Me: Would you like me to warm up the scone a little for you?
Lady gives me disgusted weird look and says : I suppose
Me *goes to warm up scone, returns and hands it to her.
Lady: THANKS! *smiles and walks out
Me once she's gone: WTF!

OK.  Now maybe it's just me, but I know I wouldn't walk into someone's business and sit there making faces at everything like I am just purely disgusted.  She didn't buy a coffee, so obviously she came in with the intent to get something to eat.  And to sit there and just criticize everything in the case!  Personally, I wouldn't want to offend the business owner/person working, but apparently this lady just didn't care.  I'm hoping she saw the look of shock on my face when she was bitching about everything.
I'm sorry Ma'am that you are a hag and don't like anything (well except the cheesecake, but I'm sure she would have complained about the price had she tried to buy some).  Maybe next time, I'll be sure to hook up my mind reading device and have exactly what you do like ready for you!

People just have no consideration!  I mean, we obviously get the (more often than not) people that look at the desserts and sarcastically proclaim it all looks "terrible" "gross" "so bad," etc etc etc, but we understand that they are just joking around.  You don't come into a place that makes desserts and just be downright Debbie Downer.

So Thank You Lady in the Pink Shirt with too much negative opinion for your own good...You've made my day...and my blog blast!  I dedicate the above song to YOU!

<3 Me

This guy really is bizarre, but the flower made me laugh

HE'S SINGING!!  hahaha

OH silly filmcow.com guys

A new TYPED entry

What I hear: Golden Years, David Bowie

And I title it like that because I have been writing a LOT in a journal lately. There is a novelty actually sitting down and physically writing in a journal rather than just typing on an online blog. Granted, no one can read what's on my mind that way, but I seriously doubt anyone would find much interest in what I have to say anyhow.
Another thing about typing this right now is that it's kind of hard to sit here typing this all out on my iPod. And I'm REALLY relying a lot on the auto correction thing to fix my mispelled words. Should be interesting to go back later having to fix all the typos. Haha! I'm using someones open wifi connection. I am grateful for that much at least. I don't have to be completely disconnected from the world when I'm at home!

Something that's been on my mind a lot lately: how much I used to write before I had all these things to do. I have found so many started story ideas and poetry that I just abandoned. I honestly feel like I don't possess the ability to express myself in a creative, written way. I used to LOVE to write when I was younger. In my early 20's (groan...I hate being older) I would write ALL the time! I really should attempt to write something worthwhile soon...instead of just slapping down whatever happens to be on my mind at the moment. I want to write with purpose...so who knows.
Off to bed...to my crazy dreams. Night!

Raise your weapon

What I hear: Raise Your Weapon, Deadmau5



Rippin my heart was so easy, so easy
launch your assault now,
take it easy
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon
One word, and it's over
Ripping through like a missile
Ripping through my heart
Robbed me of this love
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon
and it's over

Curb your ego, you won't feel a thing
always number one
the pen with a bent wrist, crooked king
Sign away our peace for your war
One word and it over
dropping your bombs now,
on all we built
How does it feel now, to watch it
burn, burn, burn?
Raise your weapons, raise your weapons
and it's over

(first Chorus)

How does it feel now to watch it
Burn, burn, burn?

(1st chorus)

(2nd chorus)

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I adore this song and it was equally amazing to hear it live. Was the last song that he performed. I love it love it love it! Have to settle for listening to it on YouTube as it hasn't been released yet.

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