Here's the soundtrack peeps...
1. Ice Cream--Sarah McLachlan
Ok, call me naive, but I didn't really know what the hell this song was about until like a year ago. eeeewwwww. No wonder the Lilith Fair cowd got all crazazy when she sang it. I just thought it was a fun sing a long song! Well I guess that says a lot about me. I'll shut up now.
2. P.Y.T--Michael Jackson
Loved the song when I was 7...still rock out to it. I mean with words like "Tenderoni" you gotta wonder what MJ is really singing about. I don't care, it seriously rocks hardcore.
3. Giving him Something he can feel--EnVogue
I miss EnVogue! They were so fierce. I remember I was a freshman in HS when this song came out... I would totally stand on the chair in my room and perform it in the mirror. Full on Supremes Diva mode too. So awesome!
4. Rich Girl--Gwen Stefani
Superior Mother Goddess Gwen. Does she ever do a BAD song?
5. I've Got My Mind Set on You--George Harrison
One of those songs your parents liked and you secretly rock out to. Well for me anyway. I remember the video kinda creeped me out a bit.
More Later...
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
The Liberation of Fierce
I have been liberated. 10lbs of hair...gone. Fierce bob, looking awesome, totally loving it. So let's dance...
1. Twist and Shout---Beatles
Ferris Bueller on the float. I love it because when it's played at weddings all the drunk people do the same crazazy dance to it. Like when preschoolers jump up and down to the Spongebob Squarepants song.
2. The Sign---Ace of Base
Reggae, swedish, awesome. 2nd AOB song this week! My Ipod is on to something.
3. Love Fool---The Cardigans
More swedish awesomeness. If you weren't rocking out to this song in your crappy ass car in 1998, I'm gonna call you a liar.
4. Look at Me---Geri Halliwell
Yes, I own this CD. It's SO camp, like B-52s camp. I love that she makes money off of not taking herself too seriously.
5. End of the Road---Boyz II Men
We all busted out like Wanya with out hairbrush in hand...admit it.
Nothing new in my life, sorry to say. Snowing. Really the highlight so far is this awesome new 'do.
Oh I know what I wanted to talk about...
Britney. OMG! I read her parent's declarations to the court yesterday and I seriously started crying. This whole situation is nothing like it seems. Poor girl. Nobody deserves that. At ths point I don't even care if she's ever famous again. I just want her to get her life back and be healthy.
Anyways. Hope nobody is too wasted after Mardi Gras. In bed by 9pm, because that's how I roll bitches.
Later!
1. Twist and Shout---Beatles
Ferris Bueller on the float. I love it because when it's played at weddings all the drunk people do the same crazazy dance to it. Like when preschoolers jump up and down to the Spongebob Squarepants song.
2. The Sign---Ace of Base
Reggae, swedish, awesome. 2nd AOB song this week! My Ipod is on to something.
3. Love Fool---The Cardigans
More swedish awesomeness. If you weren't rocking out to this song in your crappy ass car in 1998, I'm gonna call you a liar.
4. Look at Me---Geri Halliwell
Yes, I own this CD. It's SO camp, like B-52s camp. I love that she makes money off of not taking herself too seriously.
5. End of the Road---Boyz II Men
We all busted out like Wanya with out hairbrush in hand...admit it.
Nothing new in my life, sorry to say. Snowing. Really the highlight so far is this awesome new 'do.
Oh I know what I wanted to talk about...
Britney. OMG! I read her parent's declarations to the court yesterday and I seriously started crying. This whole situation is nothing like it seems. Poor girl. Nobody deserves that. At ths point I don't even care if she's ever famous again. I just want her to get her life back and be healthy.
Anyways. Hope nobody is too wasted after Mardi Gras. In bed by 9pm, because that's how I roll bitches.
Later!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Getting Jiggy
Here's the Mardi Gras Mix:
Straight Up--Paula Abdul
What a fierce song. I am loving it. I totally worked this song like a supermodel when I was 11 in Jazz class. From 1989-1990 she was my hero. I was even transforemd into a squealing 10 year old when she performed at the SuperBowl...I know...you don't hafta tell me...l-o-s-e-r
I hate everything about you---Ugly Kid Joe
I LOVED this album when it came out. With such ditties as Whiplash Liquor and Madman. It's a great song when you're pissed off. Or you're on the treadmill and you imagine your High School nemesis and hope she's fat...ok, maybe that's just me. But you know what I mean.
Irreplaceable-- Beyonce
This song KILLS. It's currently the fantasy I have about throwing out Fugs. I throw his crap into the yard and go into full on strong black woman mode and tell him what's up. ahhh...dreams.
The boots were made for Walking--Nancy Sinatra (NOT JESSICA SIMPSON)
Again an empowering song, that I wish I could act out in real life. So I'll just dance around the house like I'm that awesome.
Other Side of the World- KT Tunstal
Seriously the only artist I have been REALLY excited about in like 5 years. She's wicked hardcore.
What a dumb ass day. Another 27ft of snow predicted for Chicago. Seriously sucks ass. I'm in that inert state of blah you get in when you're a bundle of emotion and you just don't know which one to pick, so I pick nothing.
Oh some slag over at CM got on her hi-horse and told me I was in "denial" about Fug's "cheating". Did you spit coffee out of your nose too just now? It's not what she said that pissed me off, it was the condescending tone of her comment like I was some kind of dumbass or something. I have Fugs so dialed in that he would have to be fucking Batman to get someting over on me. And who would want an affair with that hot mess??? I don't exactly see a line wrapped around the house. Then she carefully defined the word "mimbo" for me quoting...DAN CORTESE. Yup the MTV Sports dude. Last time I checked I used the term correctly in the sentence and I was quoting SEINFELD.
And yes, I deleted her shit. Not because of content just because of stupidity. Don't go preachy preachy when you don't have a clue. Ick.
Also yes, I'm too passive agressive to confront her directly. I'm a bitchy coward like that. And I'm not interested in b.s. like cyber fighting with someon I don't even care to know.
I'll cyber-fight with Heather. Bitch read my post yesterday, or someone told her about it...KRYS???? So she fired back an email. I'm surprised she even knows how to turn a computer on. Pretty funny read. At least she has a sense of humor. She knew I was kidding.
Well happy Mardi Gras to y'all. Show yer boobs and get lotsa beads. I gotta go vote for my Chocolate Hotness Obama ;)
Peace Out.
Straight Up--Paula Abdul
What a fierce song. I am loving it. I totally worked this song like a supermodel when I was 11 in Jazz class. From 1989-1990 she was my hero. I was even transforemd into a squealing 10 year old when she performed at the SuperBowl...I know...you don't hafta tell me...l-o-s-e-r
I hate everything about you---Ugly Kid Joe
I LOVED this album when it came out. With such ditties as Whiplash Liquor and Madman. It's a great song when you're pissed off. Or you're on the treadmill and you imagine your High School nemesis and hope she's fat...ok, maybe that's just me. But you know what I mean.
Irreplaceable-- Beyonce
This song KILLS. It's currently the fantasy I have about throwing out Fugs. I throw his crap into the yard and go into full on strong black woman mode and tell him what's up. ahhh...dreams.
The boots were made for Walking--Nancy Sinatra (NOT JESSICA SIMPSON)
Again an empowering song, that I wish I could act out in real life. So I'll just dance around the house like I'm that awesome.
Other Side of the World- KT Tunstal
Seriously the only artist I have been REALLY excited about in like 5 years. She's wicked hardcore.
What a dumb ass day. Another 27ft of snow predicted for Chicago. Seriously sucks ass. I'm in that inert state of blah you get in when you're a bundle of emotion and you just don't know which one to pick, so I pick nothing.
Oh some slag over at CM got on her hi-horse and told me I was in "denial" about Fug's "cheating". Did you spit coffee out of your nose too just now? It's not what she said that pissed me off, it was the condescending tone of her comment like I was some kind of dumbass or something. I have Fugs so dialed in that he would have to be fucking Batman to get someting over on me. And who would want an affair with that hot mess??? I don't exactly see a line wrapped around the house. Then she carefully defined the word "mimbo" for me quoting...DAN CORTESE. Yup the MTV Sports dude. Last time I checked I used the term correctly in the sentence and I was quoting SEINFELD.
And yes, I deleted her shit. Not because of content just because of stupidity. Don't go preachy preachy when you don't have a clue. Ick.
Also yes, I'm too passive agressive to confront her directly. I'm a bitchy coward like that. And I'm not interested in b.s. like cyber fighting with someon I don't even care to know.
I'll cyber-fight with Heather. Bitch read my post yesterday, or someone told her about it...KRYS???? So she fired back an email. I'm surprised she even knows how to turn a computer on. Pretty funny read. At least she has a sense of humor. She knew I was kidding.
Well happy Mardi Gras to y'all. Show yer boobs and get lotsa beads. I gotta go vote for my Chocolate Hotness Obama ;)
Peace Out.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Let's get this party started.
Music, Professor?
1. Don't Turn Around--Ace of Base
LURRRV it. Anybody ever notice that they write mulitple track to the same pre-fab keyboard reggae beat? That's just genius. But if they won a grammy who would get it? #5 Reggae from Casio?
2. Paper and Fire-- John Mellencamp
I'm a closet fan of his. And for whatever reason when the girls are whiny his music soothes them. They'll probably grow up to be tube top wearin', PBR swillin', Nascar Watchin', Pick-up driving babes. But for now it quiets them and provided me with a lil bit of sanity.
3. Stuck in the Middle with You--Steve Miller Band
Since Reservoir Dogs (cliche!) I have loved this song.
4. Rock your body--Justin Timberlake
Hands Down the ONLY song I will stop in the middle of whatever I am doing and seriously bust a major move. I even got into a car accident because of this stupid song. It also got me a restraining order, because I began stalking JT shortly after it came out.
5. Sweet Surrender-- Sarah McLachlan
Man, angst be thy name in 1997, huh? Jeez, I was depressed about something! I lived and breathed for this Lilith Fair shit. I needed to WAY lighten up.
Ok onto the news of the day...
Superbowl sucked donkey balls. The ONLY funny commercial was the Pigeon one Fed Ex did. Everything was a bit pedestrian.
Also I got the latest issue of Skate magazine yesterday, and I brought it with me to read at work while nobody came in to buy ugly-ass furniture. I open the cover only to have that skank-ass f'ug Lindsay staring back at me. Bitch got a boot endorsement with Sp-Teri! WTF??? You mean to tell me that they want THAT hocking boots? Didn't she get like 42nd at worlds? I would have place higher wearing moon-boots for pete's sake.
"If you want to land cheated jumps, embarrass your country, and be completely overrated wear Sp-Teri"
Then the picture of her holding her gold medal from the year 2000! WTF? Her JUNIOR medal. I won lotsa medals then too. SENIOR medals. Guess retiring and getting a life was the wrong call.
Damn Bitches.
So I turn the page and who's hocking Harlick's????
Shit for Brains Heather and that 15 ( okay..he's like 21...sorry!) year old boy she pays to skate with her. Well, personally I have to give mad props because she is a FAB skater and has more world championship medals than GOD. It just irks me to death.
"If you want to spend your whole life teaching in the rink your parents bought for you and pay guys to skate with you...wear Harlicks."
Dude, I wore harlicks. So in all fairness here's what my ad would say...
"Quit at the top of your game, then HATE on EVERYONE...wear Harlicks"
Picture of me flipping off the camera wearing my old medals...nude.
That'll scare 'em.
Bitches.
Now The Weather...
W-to the-T to the F. Snow, Snow, Thunderstorm, Rain, Snow. That move to California could not come fast enough. At least when the earthquale and mudslides hit i'll have a bitchin tan!
And finally, randomness...
I keep dreaming about John Mayer! WTH??? I only like ONE of his songs? Why am I having dreams about him EVERY SINGLE NIGHT!!! I'm about to see a doctor about this.
Happy Monday to everyone!
Word to yo' mutha!
1. Don't Turn Around--Ace of Base
LURRRV it. Anybody ever notice that they write mulitple track to the same pre-fab keyboard reggae beat? That's just genius. But if they won a grammy who would get it? #5 Reggae from Casio?
2. Paper and Fire-- John Mellencamp
I'm a closet fan of his. And for whatever reason when the girls are whiny his music soothes them. They'll probably grow up to be tube top wearin', PBR swillin', Nascar Watchin', Pick-up driving babes. But for now it quiets them and provided me with a lil bit of sanity.
3. Stuck in the Middle with You--Steve Miller Band
Since Reservoir Dogs (cliche!) I have loved this song.
4. Rock your body--Justin Timberlake
Hands Down the ONLY song I will stop in the middle of whatever I am doing and seriously bust a major move. I even got into a car accident because of this stupid song. It also got me a restraining order, because I began stalking JT shortly after it came out.
5. Sweet Surrender-- Sarah McLachlan
Man, angst be thy name in 1997, huh? Jeez, I was depressed about something! I lived and breathed for this Lilith Fair shit. I needed to WAY lighten up.
Ok onto the news of the day...
Superbowl sucked donkey balls. The ONLY funny commercial was the Pigeon one Fed Ex did. Everything was a bit pedestrian.
Also I got the latest issue of Skate magazine yesterday, and I brought it with me to read at work while nobody came in to buy ugly-ass furniture. I open the cover only to have that skank-ass f'ug Lindsay staring back at me. Bitch got a boot endorsement with Sp-Teri! WTF??? You mean to tell me that they want THAT hocking boots? Didn't she get like 42nd at worlds? I would have place higher wearing moon-boots for pete's sake.
"If you want to land cheated jumps, embarrass your country, and be completely overrated wear Sp-Teri"
Then the picture of her holding her gold medal from the year 2000! WTF? Her JUNIOR medal. I won lotsa medals then too. SENIOR medals. Guess retiring and getting a life was the wrong call.
Damn Bitches.
So I turn the page and who's hocking Harlick's????
Shit for Brains Heather and that 15 ( okay..he's like 21...sorry!) year old boy she pays to skate with her. Well, personally I have to give mad props because she is a FAB skater and has more world championship medals than GOD. It just irks me to death.
"If you want to spend your whole life teaching in the rink your parents bought for you and pay guys to skate with you...wear Harlicks."
Dude, I wore harlicks. So in all fairness here's what my ad would say...
"Quit at the top of your game, then HATE on EVERYONE...wear Harlicks"
Picture of me flipping off the camera wearing my old medals...nude.
That'll scare 'em.
Bitches.
Now The Weather...
W-to the-T to the F. Snow, Snow, Thunderstorm, Rain, Snow. That move to California could not come fast enough. At least when the earthquale and mudslides hit i'll have a bitchin tan!
And finally, randomness...
I keep dreaming about John Mayer! WTH??? I only like ONE of his songs? Why am I having dreams about him EVERY SINGLE NIGHT!!! I'm about to see a doctor about this.
Happy Monday to everyone!
Word to yo' mutha!
Tag Bitches! Here's a Monday Meme.
Ha! You reading this? good, you've been tagged. Here's a fun Meme for the beginning of the week...
1. Your Real Name - Jennifer
2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle) - Jenizzle
3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal) - Purple Elephant
4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and the street you live on) Lynn Lincoln
5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first) Salje
6. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (color of your underwear, favorite candy ) Black Reeses
7. YOUR JAPANESE NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, first two letters of your middle name, last two letters of your first name then last three letters of your last name.) Ellyerale
8.YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (both parents middle name) Lynne Jon
9. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets)Black Nanuck
1. Your Real Name - Jennifer
2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle) - Jenizzle
3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal) - Purple Elephant
4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and the street you live on) Lynn Lincoln
5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first) Salje
6. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (color of your underwear, favorite candy ) Black Reeses
7. YOUR JAPANESE NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, first two letters of your middle name, last two letters of your first name then last three letters of your last name.) Ellyerale
8.YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (both parents middle name) Lynne Jon
9. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets)Black Nanuck
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Nerdy McDorkerton...Right here!
Before I go on about my weekend awesomeness, let's have a little bit of music this fine Sunday morning!
1. Another one Bites the Dust--Queen
Is there anybody more fierce than Freddy Mercury??? He makes shooting up the place sound zexy and vamp.
2. Into the Groove--Madonna
Not one of my Madge faves, but it's danceable. I just remember when Kids Incorporated did this song in 1987 they had to change the lyrics because it was "racy" hehehehe.
3. Pretty Fly for a White Guy-- The Offspring
I don't know why I have this song on the ol' Ipod. It's cheeky and fun enough though. Their sound is a bit grating to me...
4. The trouble with love is--- Kelly Clarkson
Awww. Kelly before she got all fat and crazy. Good song, you can tell she didn't write it.
5. Lonestar---Norah Jones
LOVE Norah Jones. This song to me is the quintessential campfire song.
Ok onto the news of the day.
So with the family being gone yesterday I had the opportunity to actually DO something last night and sleep in this morning. Did I???
Nope.
After spending the whole day annoying Jenny about whether I should go shopping after work, go out for drinks, or stay hope and get some rest, I decided to stay home. I got a good bottle of merlot and was going to order our some awesome expensive take-out from Chinns.
So I get home, settle down to place my order, and as I'm selecting my Blue Points and Ahi, the 2nd glass of Merlot kicked in and I was like "why am I going to spend $60 on dinner when I have perfectly good french fries and chicken nuggets in the freezer?"
Yes, I am a loser.
Popped the frozen goodness in the oven, and in looking at the browser history on the 'puter this morning, you can tell that as the Merlot flowed, my surfing choices got stranger and stranger. Long story short, I somehow ended up on the Church of Scientology's website. I know! Now all of the Thetans are gonna be pounding on my door trying to get me to drink Vitamin Water and worship Tom Cruise. How the hell am I gonna explain THAT to Fugs???
So after freaking myself out with that, I sat down with the uber awesome cuisine I cooked for myself and decided to rent a movie. I rented Superbad. So there's me. Snarfing kiddie food, drinking wine, and watching a teen comedy, in bed by 8:58pm on the first night I've had to myself in months.
If you want to hang out with this kind of awesomeness next time, the line forms over there.
Well, gotta get ready to go to work. Time for me to help rich people explore their bad taste in furniture. I love it when they ask for my opinion... they don't know I worship at the house of IKEA.
Hapy Superbowl Sunday! Go Giants!
1. Another one Bites the Dust--Queen
Is there anybody more fierce than Freddy Mercury??? He makes shooting up the place sound zexy and vamp.
2. Into the Groove--Madonna
Not one of my Madge faves, but it's danceable. I just remember when Kids Incorporated did this song in 1987 they had to change the lyrics because it was "racy" hehehehe.
3. Pretty Fly for a White Guy-- The Offspring
I don't know why I have this song on the ol' Ipod. It's cheeky and fun enough though. Their sound is a bit grating to me...
4. The trouble with love is--- Kelly Clarkson
Awww. Kelly before she got all fat and crazy. Good song, you can tell she didn't write it.
5. Lonestar---Norah Jones
LOVE Norah Jones. This song to me is the quintessential campfire song.
Ok onto the news of the day.
So with the family being gone yesterday I had the opportunity to actually DO something last night and sleep in this morning. Did I???
Nope.
After spending the whole day annoying Jenny about whether I should go shopping after work, go out for drinks, or stay hope and get some rest, I decided to stay home. I got a good bottle of merlot and was going to order our some awesome expensive take-out from Chinns.
So I get home, settle down to place my order, and as I'm selecting my Blue Points and Ahi, the 2nd glass of Merlot kicked in and I was like "why am I going to spend $60 on dinner when I have perfectly good french fries and chicken nuggets in the freezer?"
Yes, I am a loser.
Popped the frozen goodness in the oven, and in looking at the browser history on the 'puter this morning, you can tell that as the Merlot flowed, my surfing choices got stranger and stranger. Long story short, I somehow ended up on the Church of Scientology's website. I know! Now all of the Thetans are gonna be pounding on my door trying to get me to drink Vitamin Water and worship Tom Cruise. How the hell am I gonna explain THAT to Fugs???
So after freaking myself out with that, I sat down with the uber awesome cuisine I cooked for myself and decided to rent a movie. I rented Superbad. So there's me. Snarfing kiddie food, drinking wine, and watching a teen comedy, in bed by 8:58pm on the first night I've had to myself in months.
If you want to hang out with this kind of awesomeness next time, the line forms over there.
Well, gotta get ready to go to work. Time for me to help rich people explore their bad taste in furniture. I love it when they ask for my opinion... they don't know I worship at the house of IKEA.
Hapy Superbowl Sunday! Go Giants!
Friday, February 1, 2008
ok, fine! So I AM Evil!!
Soundtrack???
1. Juicy- Better than Ezra
If I were a stripper, this would be my song. Because I could be naked and the song would be my ironic T-shirt.
2. Get Right--J Lo feat Fab--spells it different--lous
Love all things JLo, but you KNEW that!
3. Honky Cat--Elton John
Really the best song from my alter ego, EJ.
4. Work It- Missy Elliot
She is just BRILLZ. I think she is a genius.
5. In Our Lifetime- Texas
Again, a Brit band that I can't believe didn't hit it big here. One of the few CDs that you can listen to the whole thing and groove the entire time.
Yes, sometimes evil genius strikes and I revel in it...
And yes, the handbasket is still decorated so I know where I'm going...
Let me start off by saying that while I'm pretty liberal about nudity and sexytime whatever consenting adults wanna do that is legal is no problem with me. I have my own views, but I don't impose them on other people...
except my husband.
I HATE that he loves looking at other boobies. It seriously hurts my feelings. I'm insecure enough as it is, I don't need to compete with 19 year olds with DDs. I have voiced my feelings and he has justr moved from doing it blatantly to hiding it. Whatever. Maybe I should start admiring young ding-dongs in my spare time...but that's gross.
Anyhoo--I discovered last night that from the kitchen table, if I look into the glass door on the entertainment center, I can see the whole computer screen in the office via freaky reflection.
hehehehe,
This morning I'm eating my waffles (since my bad body-image has me eating nothing but frozen waffles, peanut butter and diet coke) and I see him check to see if the coast is clear, he thinks it is, then he logs onto boobies.com.
I start laughing hysterically and he quickly minimizes it.
I'll laugh all day about it. Sneaky booby looker!
1. Juicy- Better than Ezra
If I were a stripper, this would be my song. Because I could be naked and the song would be my ironic T-shirt.
2. Get Right--J Lo feat Fab--spells it different--lous
Love all things JLo, but you KNEW that!
3. Honky Cat--Elton John
Really the best song from my alter ego, EJ.
4. Work It- Missy Elliot
She is just BRILLZ. I think she is a genius.
5. In Our Lifetime- Texas
Again, a Brit band that I can't believe didn't hit it big here. One of the few CDs that you can listen to the whole thing and groove the entire time.
Yes, sometimes evil genius strikes and I revel in it...
And yes, the handbasket is still decorated so I know where I'm going...
Let me start off by saying that while I'm pretty liberal about nudity and sexytime whatever consenting adults wanna do that is legal is no problem with me. I have my own views, but I don't impose them on other people...
except my husband.
I HATE that he loves looking at other boobies. It seriously hurts my feelings. I'm insecure enough as it is, I don't need to compete with 19 year olds with DDs. I have voiced my feelings and he has justr moved from doing it blatantly to hiding it. Whatever. Maybe I should start admiring young ding-dongs in my spare time...but that's gross.
Anyhoo--I discovered last night that from the kitchen table, if I look into the glass door on the entertainment center, I can see the whole computer screen in the office via freaky reflection.
hehehehe,
This morning I'm eating my waffles (since my bad body-image has me eating nothing but frozen waffles, peanut butter and diet coke) and I see him check to see if the coast is clear, he thinks it is, then he logs onto boobies.com.
I start laughing hysterically and he quickly minimizes it.
I'll laugh all day about it. Sneaky booby looker!
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