i could run circles around you so fast yer fuckin' head'll spin, dogg

i definitely met eminem in my dreams last night. it was phenomenal! he wasn't exactly nice, but he let me take a picture of him. i don't know why i'm writing about it. it was so exciting though! i may still be slightly obsessed with him. (please see image below)

13 year old esther.

anyways. i'm feeling a little chipper now that i have something to look forward to! going to go run tonight with the hub. i haven't worked out in about a month and i can definitely feel it. i was doing fairly decent, eating several small meals a day and (trying, desperately) drinking water. i just hate the idea of drinking for no reason! that can't possibly make sense. whatever. i felt a lot better on the inside when i would go for a little run. and it made smoking a little easier on the conscience. 

i'm going to keep a count of how much bottles of water i drink a day here.

so far, one. hopefully two by the time i'm done with this.

olson's girl of the day is Thalia.

mexican and married to tommy mottola 

man. douchelord. so gay.

i am almost halfway through with "The Motorcycle Diaries". i've been reading slowly. i've never done that, just read a few chapters a night. one of these days, i'll tackle the rest of it. 

it's really a great book! there's a few people i wish i could have met in life. Einstein, Eminem, Charles Schulz, etc. Che and even his friend Alberto, are high on this list! he's kinda a slag, and sorta crooked, but he's also amazing and witty and just seems like i would have enjoyed his company. meh. stupid bolivian guerillas.

anyways, ill make sure to write about it when i'm through reading it.as of right now, though, i recommend it.

i've made no progress today in things i need to accomplish. so, that's nice.

i'll write more later tonight, plus the word of day which from here on out will be the WOD. or maybe wad.

cheers and peace.

what's cooler than bein' cool?

so, joecharles showed this to me and it had me rolling. don't bother trying to explain the irony of me posting it here, cus i won't see it bahahahha. i only kid.


i'll write more in a bit. i have to catch up with rwj.

nights can be so violent when beds become vacant

today's word of the day, bruddah.

bedizen
1. To dress or adorn in gaudy manner

there will be no Olson! girl of the day because i'm tired, irritated and need to go read some Che.

i do have one vent. i want to go home... now. not in a month, not in a week, or 3. like, if i could be on that 20 hour flight r i g h t  n o w. i would be.

it's not to say i dont want to LIVE with my husband, but after not living together for a year, i think its asking a little too much from me to force me to have to adapt this quickly. it's different when all the quirks and perks that were interesting in the beginning (when i force-moved in by slowly leaving my toothbrush at his apartment) turn out to be traits. 

eh. it's nothing a few chapters from Che's interesting life can't cure.

cheers!

those who are once found to be bad are presumed to be so forever. -latin proverb

it would be my luck that the day i go to the ed center, the two reps are not there. must be a sign. 
as is always the case, with this new found freedom, i've been thinking an awful lot. about everything!
there's a certain friend who i admire and respect, and he's opened my eyes to how nasty the people in this world are (not that i didn't already know that, it's just i've been sheltered lately.) i'm skeptical to jump face first into this job situation. i really wish me and mikey were already in AZ so i could start this gaybot job search and get the first rejection out of the way (and the second, third, etc...) (did you know that a "..." is called a ellipsis?).
alas.
not possible.


i'm not one that most people would consider modest or humble. but i'm having a real fuckin' difficult time making myself sound like a bad ass on this resume stuff. 


so the latin proverb that is the title of this; let's put some thought into it.
i'm notorious for being stubborn in formed opinions. once i've made up my mind about something or someone, it would take an act of Gods to change it. i'm pretty simple in the types of people i enjoy. i love practical jokes and simple humor and appreciate anyone who can bring that around. with that being said, i like just about anyone! and i only ask for a few things from people i want to keep in my present life. don't lie about stupid shit. contribute to conversation. be genuine- for God sake, be genuine! don't dumb down what you're saying, i am smarter than i look. and don't make me dumb down what i say. 
certain characteristics are more important than others. honesty, loyalty, trust, intelligence, etc.
honesty, here, is the most important one. or maybe it's loyalty. i'm a rather loyal person, if i do say so myself. i try my hardest to stick to my word. i slip from time to time, and sometimes it's in my best interest to abandon a cause. i also have point systems i adhere to. this is more of a personal thing and i won't go too into it. i've tried to explain it to others in the past and usually it makes no sense.
that's because it's selfish. i'm a very selfish person. at least i admit it. 
if i can't trust you, our relationship has lost all it's value. 
i would never describe myself as 'forgives easily' and i have selective memory. i have lost many 'ships because of that.


ah well. it doesn't matter. 
i think that i've let too many things get the best of me in the past year or two. and it's been fucking with my head for so long. in order to get where i want to be in life, i need to "let go" of these bonds and ties i have and be me. 
my element was always in a place surrounded by new people and now i find myself avoiding new people. it's just easier that way, sometimes. 


anyways, there's a cool show on animal planet that requires my full attention.


peace!

i'm going back to end my life down in the rising sun.

in an attempt to follow up with my last post, an update.


i began the resume and got stuck near where i began. more to follow.


today's word of the day is 
Popinjay: a vain and talkative person.
which i don't like that word, so i'm going to share a word i really enjoy.
anthropocentric: human centered.


moving on to Olson!'s corner.
today's photo of the day is of some of Columbia's military women. i'm not 100% sure if it's their actual militia or if it's a military academy. either way, this one's for you, in Afghanistan!

i may go to camp henry tomorrow afternoon, with michael to go talk to the ed center they have there. we'll see.
also, sometime next week, i'm making a trip up to seoul to speak to the national guard rep and see if i go through with that shit. 


peace.

let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry. -mark twain

i should be writing out a resume right now. i started veering off my mission by searching for jobs in Sierra Vista, AZ. and then looking at Archuletta's resume, which made me realize two things:
   1. i am very fortunate to have a handful of friends who have made me grow and have literally made me a better, smarter person.
   2. i need to make a gangster resume, cus if i'm competing with people like izzy, i'm royally fucked.
being in the army gave me a few things, took some, too. most of it was taken in korea. neither here nor there. what i'm trying to get at, is, the people i've gotten to meet, befriend and work with. some of them were exceptionally amazing! i don't think i could ever meet another Archuletta. i met someone who came relatively close, though. i worked with him in Korea. he was my direct supervisor and we became great friends and i learned a grip of shit from him. for some reason, one of the things that stuck was "cannibalism at sea happens more often than you think!" i don't know why.
i also learned what a prehensile tail is. this might not mean shit to anybody else, and i can understand that. for me, though, it's a breakthrough. i've never really been one to hold onto newfound information or facts. i don't retain shit well. and i'm terrible at articulating myself. sometimes, to say "a wall is white", i'll go onto explain the intricacies of paint, and what type of wood was used and take up 20 minutes of your time. sometimes i say shit like "white wall." and that usually gets the job done, actually.
i'm doing it again.
anyways, theres a certain type of people/personality that brings out the absolute best in me. i've never been able to put my finger on WHAT it is, but the closest i've came is a recent discussion with Archuletta about personality types (i am currently ESTJ, working to be an ESTP again) and he is a INTJ. i don't know how many other INTJ's i've met, and therein lies my problem.


i hate the idea of school, i hate sitting in a chair in a classroom with a timeline and a boring lecture in front. all of these things make me squirm and yawn and draw retarded shit.
i like learning, though. there are few things that make me happier than when i can recall a fact or new word i just learned. i like to read, also. but i don't do it often (sad face). i get so easily distracted, and if it's a super good book, i'll reread a page several times to try to commit it to memory, which in turn, makes reading a very long process. i told myself at the beginning of the year, i would read 4 books this year. i'm still working on The  Motorcycle Diaries, which is great! i have a small obsession with Che Guevara, see.
i also plan on reading some Kurt Vonnegut when i can find a barnes & noble.


i really love the mark twain quote that is the title of this post. everybody should!


anyways, this is probably really uninteresting, but it's given my brain some release, so maybe i'll finish this stupid thing. i have at least one more update to do today with the word of the day, olson's girl and an update if i finish or not. woop.


on that note.
peace.

like a sprained ankle, boy i ain't nothing to play with.

i get the sneaking suspicion that i'm being lied to. 
and whenever that happens, it takes a fuckin' apocalypse to persuade my mind otherwise.


today brought along a new photo shoot of me and bunny, while michael cooks dinner.
she's been super hyper active lately, so we stuffed her in my hood. this is the end result.

bunny's in the hood, word.

stealing kisses.

does not share my love for red bull.

awesome-o!

and on that note, the word of the day! neophyte
1. A new convert or proselyte.
2. A novice; a beginner in anything.

yeah, well, i noticed this long cord comin' from my house, then i noticed YOUR house, glowin' like the freakin' SUN. so i put two and two together and decided - you're pissin' me off.

i think i might have an obsession with wasting money, which typically would not be a problem, if i was a billionaire. but i'm not. i'm middle class-soon to be lower class :)
I FORGOT TO BUY THE OREOS!


i had my first cigarette since i left humphreys on my walk to the px. it was great! i miss the days when i would go on a smoke break with my frog in my pocket. maybe i'll make a trip back to humphreys? doubt it. i miss a few folks from there, though. oh, and going to fucking burger king drive-thru almost every fuckin' day. ah, such is life!


anyways. i gotta go get some oreos before michael comes home. i wonder how many other people are reading this, that i didn't know!
cheers and peace.

i don't have a lot of experience with vampires, but i have hunted werewolves. i shot one once, but by the time i got to it, it had turned back into my neighbor's dog.

i would like to give myself a round of applause for waking up before noon, getting a shower and making lunch for Michael  :)

moving on. i made some tuna mushroom casserole in the rice cooker and not to be modest, it was bitching.

now i'm playing with the bunny who just scratched the piss out of my hand.

i got to thinking about someone who i paid close attention to during my deployment. i tried to make it a point to not study politics and form an opinion of the middle east, given what my job description was.

however, i couldn't really ignore this key figure, Benazir Bhutto, the first and only female prime minister of Pakistan. anyways. she was assassinated shortly before our redeployment and that sucks.

if you want to read more on her, this is her wiki.

next order of business, i need to send in my post 911 GI Bill request form so i can get that mad skrilla when i move into the new house and go to school. i'm such a horrible procrastinator. 

i just made my bunny growl.

i need to go to the px and go pick stuff up to keep me busy while the 'bands at work. and possibly a nap afterwards. it's tough being unemployed, makes me sleepy ;)

ps: we beat the mario wii final castle, thus unlocking world 9. yay for that!

i'm too lazy to upload the pictures from Opsan (mountain) trail. it's on bookface.

peace.

when push come to shove i just stand up and scream 'fuck them all'

currently taking a break from the super mario bros wii game. let me tell you about that game. jesus christ, man. finally at the last castle, and the further we get, the more michael and i die.
we went on the trails up some local mountain this morning, called Opsan. took a ton of photographs, rode the gondola for some aerial shots and picked up some vendor food. for somebody who hasn't gone running and who's been smoking like a chimney, the trek was horrific. but since i'm no longer around smokers, i'm cutting back. still haven't opened my newest pack! who am i kidding. i'm not fuckin' quitting.


anyways, the photos will be up later tonight. i need to brighten some of them up and quite frankly, i feel like beating this stupid mario game.


and a special shout to Olson, who's in Afghanistan and likes pretty hispanic girls :)
here is a picture of one of the most beautiful latin woman i ever saw, selena quintanilla, who unfortunately is no longer alive. 

 

peace.

oh, i almost forgot. the word of the day! Michael already knew what it was, but i did not.

    Portentous
1. Foreboding; foreshadowing, especially foreshadowing ill; ominous.
2. Marvelous; prodigious; wonderful; as, a beast of portentous size.
3. Pompous.

i am sofa king we todd ed.

only people who watch aqua teen hunger force as obsessively as myself (and the husband) and were also part of 532 after the unholy month of September, 2009 would understand this.


but i will try to explain, nonetheless.


ATHF has a character, known as Billy Witch Doctor. He's pretty useless to the aqua teens, and is overall, a fuckin' idiot, but i laugh at him because he's funny. 
anyways, there was a 1SG at 532, which many of us called "1SG Hyphen". 
he looks retardedly similar and i can only imagine the producers had an unfortunate meeting with "hyphen" and based the character off him.


here's a link to the youtube video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZ9dtZ8lYww

i spent a while looking for a picture of said first sergeant, but i couldn't. well, i lie. i found a picture, but it was just him riding a camel in Qatar and it doesn't really show you his billy features.


anyway, that's it.

hello there mr. food monster man. this is how it's goin'. look at my freakin' car. it is crushed, to bejesus and back

so i've decided to make an outlet for all of my random thoughts throughout the day. i use to have a livejournal, a long time ago. i think the last time i logged on was before i deployed?

anyway, there's several reasons for me to write every thing i think of, the problem with that is, my hand is lazy. and i have terrible handwriting, so if i type it, it's easier.

some reasons, so i dont forget are:

1. i can remember certain thoughts for later dissecting.

2. good opportunity to practice grammar/spelling.

3. creative outlet!

4. make me look and feel busy!

5. i am a narcissist by nature. this allows me to continue to believe people are interested in what i have to say!

6. why not?

i have no general direction for this. i have a nasty habit of rambling, and i hope to avoid doing that with fluff, but anyone who has conversed with me for a good amount of time knows that 85% of my conversation IS fluff.

i just did a shoppette run. tuna and sugar. those two go together perfectly!

moving on. i just did a small photo shoot with the rabbit. she's a regular camera whore, when she's not clawing my face apart to run away. bunnies are not very domesticated, see.

anyways. i took a few, please. enjoy looking at them :)

that last one? that's the lyrics book. not my lyrics. band lyrics.

tomorrow morning, the goal is to wake up BEFORE night time and go get some breakfast. then go hike a mountain, for some pretty photography.

i will put the pictures up when i can :)

fact! did you know bunnies cant vomit? and their teeth never stop growing. which is why she feels the need to chew through all my electronics.

aaand, some brain food.

i like to read 'the word of the day'. i will share :)

Sylvan

1. Of or pertaining to woods or forest regions.

2. Living or located in a wood or forest.

anyways, that's it.

peace.