Bella Snow

Suing Disneyland

2010-08-23T11:32:00.000-07:00

A muslim woman is suing Disney over her burkha. Disney's dress code is specific. The point is, this woman is a complete idiot because she knew the dress code before she accepted the job and now she wants to sue because the burkha is a part of her religion and Disney will not allow her to wear it. Disney is not trying to discriminate against her religion, it's Disney's dress code and if you don't like it, don't work there.

Pentagrams are a part of my religion and I wouldn't expect Disney to let me wear them. Religion should stay out of the workplace just like it should stay out of the state.

CNN

It's Called Ettiquette. USE IT!

2010-08-16T13:59:00.000-07:00

When I go into the little girls room to do my thing, I do not want to walk in and see someone talking on their cell phone.

Person on cell phone: "What sound?"
"Oh! THAT sound. Someone walked in and is going to the bathroom."

If I wanted random unknown people listening to me pee, I would ask to have a toilet installed in my cubicle.

The workplace bathroom is no place to be talking on your cell phone.

Ode to My Parents

2010-08-10T12:00:00.000-07:00

Most people know that my real name is Genifer and not Bella. Notice the spelling of my name. Those of you with parents who decided to be “different” (or as I like to say “difficult”) know what I am talking about. There is nothing more vexatious than having a common name with an uncommon spelling.

Common name + uncommon spelling = impatience

“Genifer, give me your email address so that I can send you the forms.”
“My name is spelled differently so listen closely. My email is g-e-n-i-f-e-r@blah.com.”

I say it meticulously slow so that there isn’t a misunderstanding but apparently this guy’s brain is wired to only conceive the common thread of assume.

“Let me read that back to you. J-e-n-i-s-e-r-@blah.com.”

What threw me off was the “s” part. Since when is there an “s” in Genifer (or Jenifer)?

I am forever damaged because my parents thought it was cool to give their child a nightmare spelling of her name.

Unwittingly

2010-08-07T11:21:00.000-07:00

Wit is something I have never been able to obtain. I hear these remarkable witty retorts to a smug cut-down and I think to myself, “Remember that one! That’s a good one!” Do I really remember these awesome comebacks?

“Mom, you have the memory of a field mouse.” says daughter.

“Honey, you have the memory of a fish.” says husband.

So, how do I react when being personally attacked with sarcasm? Either respond with adolescent profanity (Shut up, F@&K – tard!) or infantile remarks (I know you are but what am I!) instead of cool and collective repartee (For our protection, I am praying that a Tsunami drowns and wipes out your entire gene pool because I am certain that any replica of you produced will tilt this world so far into stupidity oblivion that we will never recover from it.)

Although, wittingly enough, I did come up with that retort all by myself.

Idiocracy

2010-08-06T14:02:00.000-07:00

After what seemed like a permanent hiatus, I decided that blogging again might bring me a little comfort regarding some things that just bug me.

There are complete idiots everywhere. Some are not that discernible but then there are those who are so instantaneously recognized that the words, “This guy is a fucking idiot!” comes flying out of the mouth, devoid of any edit button, and it makes me feel as if I have personally branded this person and presented him/her to the world as THE First-Class-Idiot. Once those 6 words leave my mouth, I feel great and accomplished, and I can walk away with a satisfied Chestshire grin.

“Hey, IDIOT! Didn’t you hear? That became illegal a year ago!!!”

I have never been able to cell phone and drive. Apparently my creators forgot to add that special component to my circuit breaker. It appears that many other folks lack that same bonus feature. What I don’t understand is why those, who do not have the “cell phone and drive” coordination, do it anyway.

When I leave my apartment for work, the only thing I want to do is get to work and get through my day. I don’t want to have to start my day with the pretentious moron, in the beat up baby blue Toyota Corolla, going 50 MPH in the fast lane, and talking on his cell phone. I can deal with the idiots who cut me off and drivers who suddenly realize they are in their car on the freeway because they only woke up 5 minutes ago but, I cannot deal with those who have to be on their cell phone and cannot pay enough attention to see they are causing a traffic jam.

You. Road idiot. You created a traffic jam because all the people in the fast lane had to move to go around you, causing the people in the middle lane to move over as well. Do you know what happens when three lanes all of a sudden become two lanes???? IT CAUSES A TRAFFIC JAM. In your case, an unnecessary traffic jam!!!

Some people.

Bella and Bello Forever

2008-04-10T08:10:00.000-07:00

Hey guys! Bello and I have our wedding site up if you'd like to check it out.

Bella and Bello

Dude, Where's My Car?

2008-04-02T12:55:00.000-07:00

Twelve years ago I was the notorious party girl and when I write notorious, I mean the evil little 5’4”, 97 pound, drunk blonde bomber. Yes, I had my fights with alcohol but lucky for me, that all seemed to go away when I decided to finally grow up.

My sister and then husband had paid me a weekend visit and we all decided to go out and drink. Correction – Bella decided to drink. Bella’s sister and hubby decided to be antisocial.

As I order another drink from the bar, my sister tells me that she and hubby are going to take my car and get something to eat.

Fine. Bye.

An hour goes by – Bella is full on wasted. BUT! Bella remembers EVERYTHING!

Drunk Bella leaves the bar to go and pass out in her car. Bella can’t find car. Bella panics.

Operator: 911, what’s your emergency?

Bella: Someone has stolen my car!

Operator: Someone stole your car?

Bella: Yes!

Operator: Are you located at the phone booth in front of Steve’s Hardware?

Bella: Yes!

(An alarm goes off – like a school bell ringing forever)

Bella: Someone broke into the store!

Operator: Someone has stolen your car and broken into your store?

Bella: NO! Someone has stolen my car and then broke into Steve’s Hardware!

Operator: Ma’am, where did you park your car and what time did you see it last?

Bella: I parked in the bar’s parking lot at 6:00 PM tonight. I lost my keys. I can’t find my car keys.

Operator: Ma’am, are you sure you didn’t give someone your car keys and a friend has your car?

Bella: NO!!! Someone stole my car!!!

Police officer walks up. Bella slams the phone down.

Bella: Someone stole my car!!!

Police: Ma’am, you are inebriated and I’d like you stand over here with me.

Looking out on the street, there goes Bella’s car.

Bella: MY CAR!!!!

Bella runs down the street.

Police: MA’AM GET BACK HERE! (Cop runs after Bella)

Sister stops, hubby gets out of car and lifts backseat and Bella dives in. Police catches up.

Police: Do you now this woman?

Sister: Yes, she’s my sister. Please excuse her she’s a little drunk.

Police: A little? She reported her car stolen. Is this her car?

Sister: Bella! You reported your car stolen when I told you we were getting something to eat and coming right back?

Police: She also reported a false break in at the hardware store down the street.

Sister: Bella! What’s wrong with you?!?!?!?!

Police: Get her home before I arrest her. I don‘t want to see her face near here for a long time.

Bella doesn’t pick fights, spit all over people, pass out in front of homes.

Nope.

She calls 911 and reports false crimes.

Don't Go There

2008-03-28T12:42:00.000-07:00

I have been going out of my mind planning this wedding of mine and Bello's. Had I known that it would be this stressful, I would have asked Bello to elope. BUT - I am also aware that I would have WIDELY regretted that choice and everyone that knows me, knows that decision would have ruled my life, making it a permanent dwelling conversation.

I have everything in control and it appears to be going smooth. The only problem is, I don't know whether or not I am suppose to have a wedding coordinator at the wedding. I didn't hire one because I didn't see it being very reasonable to pay someone hundreds, if not thousands, of dollars to plan my wedding for me when I could do it myself. Now I'm left wondering, "Who the hell is going to tell everyone that it's time for the cake cutting, time for the bride/groom dance.....?" Am I suppose to do that or was I suppose to hire someone to do that? FUCK, I am so confused!!!

And why are weddings so GAWD-DAMMED EXPENSIVE ANYWAY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! WTF?????

Sleepless nights are upon me and as much as I am looking forward to our special day, I just want to get it over with so that I can go back to normal and not have to worry about how I'm gonna pay the videographer, the photographer, the DJ, the hairstylist, the make-up artist, the seamstress.........

Hello Bayyyyyybeeee!

2008-03-27T15:35:00.001-07:00

Oh yeah, I'm back and I've lost 37 fucking pounds. Can you say

Yiiiaaaahhh bayyybeeeee!!!!

GITOVERIT!!!

2007-10-11T15:17:00.000-07:00

Okay, people. I am so sick of your whinny-assed complaints over nothing.

Imus is going back on the air and people are questioning whether or not he should be allowed to be on the radio again after the comments he made about some women's basketball team that I really don't give a rat's ass about.

Imus is a shock jock, people - he's suppose to say crude things and if ya don't like it, then turn the fucking channel. Isn't that what you did with Howard Stern? Hate 'em so don't listen.

The next time Chris Rock calls white people "cracker as crackers", I am going to make this huge, ferocious, retaliated, vengeful, protest about how much I don't give a shit what Chris Rock thinks about white people. Ya know why? Cuz Chris doesn't care what white people say about black people. It's a waste of time and precious energy to complain about someone's opinion.

Who cares what Imus thinks. Look at him for cryin out loud. The guy looks like he's already dead.

Sticks and stones.....

Celtic Druidry

2007-10-01T12:38:00.000-07:00

I went to the Celtic Festival yesterday with Rose (Bello's Mom) and it was so awesome.

***NOTE - Shoulda been home working on an essay but Bad Bella totally blew it off.***

Sometimes you just gotta have fun first.

The music was great and we were surprised to see Celtic Spring playing the wonderful music that they performed for all of America on America's Got Talent. What a bunch of talented kids and so entertaining.

Rose and I saw all the booths and we ran into one from the local bookstore. They had a bunch of books on the pagan faiths and I found one of The Druids. I was a little skeptical at first because there is relatively no information or documentation on the Druids; just speculation. However, when I checked this guys bibliography, it was phenomenal. I felt at the right place at the right time and I couldn't be happier.

It felt nice to be able to where my pentagram necklace and my cloak and not be looked at as if I were a devil worshipper because most religions are misinformed about the pentagram and pagans. I wonder if other religions that celebrate Christmas, Easter, etc. know that those pagan holidays were adopted by the Christians to make it easier for the pagans to convert?

Oh well, it doesn't really matter because whatever faith we practice (or not) we feel it's right for us. We have our bad pagans, christians, catholics, mormons.....and we have our good pagans, christians, catholics, mormons.....who believe in the freedom of religion.

Just don't ever call my religion the Occult - I might have to cast a spell on you.

I Dream of Placentas

2007-09-27T11:08:00.000-07:00

You know those really weird dreams you have; just totally bizarre with a capital CREEPY? Man, did I have one those last night and the minute I awoke, I felt like jumping in the shower.

There I was in a hospital waiting room sitting on a cushioned bench. I look to my left and this lady is screaming bloody murder because she is in labor. The whole time, I am wondering why this woman isn’t in a delivery room. Instead, she is sitting on another bench to the left of me. The nurses and doctors come up to me and tell me that my water has broken. I look down at a big belly and I think to myself I’m pregnant? How the hell did that happen? I wasn’t pregnant yesterday but today I’m nine months pregnant?! They lay me down on the bench and I lift my head up to see that woman in labor across from me on her back, legs spread, everything exposed and they are telling her to push. This is freakin nuts! Then they all started chanting for me to push. "Shouldn’t I be in a delivery room and not on a bench in the waiting area????" "Just push, PUSH, PUSH!!!" So I start pushing and this baby pops out of me. I look down and I smile to see this baby that the doctor is holding up, umbilical cord and all. No pain. Wouldn’t that be nice in reality? I look down again, this time at my hospital gown and I am soaked in after birth. Gross!!!! I start to gag and the doctor cuts the umbilical cord and tells me I need to walk down the hall to have the placenta removed. "Where?" "Just follow the other women." So I get up, after birth and all, and walk over to the department where I stand in line, waiting to have my placenta removed while an umbilical cord dangles between my legs underneath my hospital gown. I see a nurse to my right and she looks at all of us standing there and then announces on a PA – "We need a doctor in the Placenta Department, we have a long line of woman here waiting to have their placentas removed!"

The Death Penalty

2007-09-26T13:29:00.001-07:00

A couple of years ago one of Belle’s teachers was convicted of child molestation, seven counts to be exact and was sentenced to over 100 years in prison, with no option to appeal or parole. It was a good victory for the victims but it’s a long road to recovery, if any, for hopes of a normal life.

In class today, the question Should the Death Penalty Be Abolished? was asked by our instructor. A majority said no because they believe that the death penalty helps reduce crime. Sometimes I can’t believe that I go to school with these people. The death penalty does not reduce crime, in fact, the states that have the death penalty report higher crime rates than those who don’t. However, I do not believe that the death penalty should be abolished but it should not be used as regular means of punishment even if it’s reserved for the most heinous crimes. EXCEPT….yes, except for child predators. There is no room on earth for criminals like those; who prey on our young innocent children, destroying their youth. It is a fact that child predators NEVER learn. They are released back into the public to continue their dirty deeds and some become worse pedophiles than they were before. Some begin to torture children; raping and then killing them in the most disturbing ways. No. There is no room for pedophiles EVER. They should be put to death so that we never hear or read about them ever again.

Black or White? Woman or Man?

2007-09-20T12:41:00.000-07:00

In light of recent events, I'd like to comment on some issues that have been bothering me.

BTW - I'm back and boy to I have a fucking bone to pick. 'Scuse my French.

The Jena 6. What the hell, people? It's not a race issue? It is a race issue, you damned morons! Hello, McFly???? A few black kids asked the Dean if they could sit under the tree in front of campus and the Dean tells them they coud sit wherever they please. So, they sat under the tree. Normally occupied by the white kids, three of them become upset that there are black kids hanging out in their spot so the white kids hang three nooses from the tree. When the black kids see it the next day, they beat the crap out of one of the white kids. And you freakin white people are saying that it's not a race issue? BULLSHIT!!!!

The three white kids should have been suspended from school and made to apologize for their lack of character. The black kids should be suspended from school for retaliating in a violent way and beating the crap out of some punk racist kid.

Did you check out the picture of the white kid who was beatened? Freakin mullet wearing hillbilly.

Now, on to my real dilemma. Obama or Hillary?

Back up a minute - who the hell gave Jesse Jackson the go ahead to label someone as "acting black or white"? Jackson is outraged because Obama hasn't acted "black enough" in response to the Jena Six injustice.

Jackson,

I applaud you for your Civil Rights Activism for the African Americans but do me a favor and please shut the fuck up. Okay?

We need a good president and my choices are Hillary or Obama. I am torn. If I were male, I'd probably vote for Obama but being a woman, I can't betray my sex. BUT, I'm torn.

Obama sounds so darn good but at last, we've endured centuries of manwars and bullshit that have finally destroyed us, that it's time for a woman to step in and clean house.

The Angel of Death

2007-05-30T10:46:00.000-07:00

The infamous Angel of Death, Jack Kevorkian, is being released on Friday after seven years of prison time. I fear for his life because of religious extremists and I hope he can live out the rest of his life peacefully. So far there is one state that allows assisted suicide and that is Oregon. I wouldn’t put it past him if he resides there. However, that would be too obvious and it would reduce his chances of being left alone by those who disagree with his way of dealing with the terminally ill.

I still can’t believe that we spent over 8 million dollars on trying this man for helping to ease the pain of the terminally ill. It wasn’t just the money spent but the prosecution’s modus operandi was based on the slippery-slope definition that if doctors are given a license to kill, it won’t be just the terminally ill at risk but innocent people. Then prosecutors had the balls to include children. What a load of shit. Among the many problems that this forsaken country has is that we are afraid of death; afraid of our own mortality. When a person dies we hide behind consoling words of wisdom, “He’s in a better place, she’s walking among the angels, he’s with the Lord, his time was up….” I call these words of wisdom a load of shit. Don’t mistake me for being insensitive; this is not what I am trying to convey. The fact of the matter is, we are all going to die. It’s not something we should dwell on, it’s not something that we should become insensitive to but it’s something that we need to grasp and tell ourselves that’s it’s okay when someone passes on. It’s okay.

Some people say that we have no right to play God. I reject that statement because there is no absolute proof that one even exists. Anyone can believe there is a God but you cannot show concrete proof there is one. Therefore, using God as an excuse is totally irrelevant.

So what about the humaneness of it all? Well, we are such a twisted society that we kill those who commit heinous crimes yet those who are law abiding citizens that are terminally ill, in excruciating pain, cannot eat, walk or talk and are completely helpless are made to suffer the ultimate torture of their illness until they naturally die.

Now you tell me, how the fuck is that humane?

Am I a Cheap Date?

2007-05-16T08:29:00.000-07:00

I was going through some "Wedding Don'ts" when I stumbled upon this:

"Guests should never be expected to pay for drinks. You would never host any other private party and expect your guests to pay for their own alcohol."
--Elizabeth, 25, Frederick, MD

"I hate cash bars. It's like sending your wedding present COD."
--Susan, 28, New Fairfield, CT

"I'm sorry, but limited bars are generally a bummer."
--Liza, 25, Cincinnati, OH

Yeah, notice the age on these people? First of all, if someone complains about not being able to get drunk enough at a couple's wedding, then he/she shouldn't be going. A wedding does not consist of a Bride, a Groom, and, OH YEAH, free alcohol. The only people that would complain about alcohol limitations at a wedding are those who want more than just a few drinks. And if someone wants more than a few drinks then it's obvious that his/her intentions do not include being sober.

If anyone wants two drinks, three at the most, it's not going to hurt their pockets to pay for their own drinks and it's definitely not going to affect them if they are limited to two or three. Why should the Bride and Groom and their parents pay for someone to get wasted?

I am willing to bet everything I own that these three women are not married and have never planned a wedding. How do I know that? Because anyone who is planning a wedding or who has had a wedding, already knows that the alcohol part is what kills the bill unless you control it. Especially if you have a family who loves to drink. Unless your father is Daddy Warbucks, you can bet your life that anyone involved with paying for the wedding will not want an outrageous bar bill.

Of course you have those who feel obligated whether they have the money or not. However, I am sure that my parents are not feeling compelled to pay for anyone's high. And quite frankly, neither am I.

A Short Fairy Tale

2007-05-10T07:47:00.001-07:00

Once upon a time in a land far away,
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a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess
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happened upon a frog as she sat
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contemplating ecological issues
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on the shores of an unpolluted pond
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in a verdant meadow near her castle.
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The frog hopped into the princess' lap
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and said: " Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince,
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until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
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One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back
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into the dapper, young prince that I am
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and then, my sweet, we can marry
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and set up housekeeping in your castle
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with my mother,
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where you can prepare my meals,
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clean my clothes, bear my children,
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and forever feel
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grateful and happy doing so. "
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That night,
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as the princess dined sumptuously
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on lightly sautéed frog legs
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seasoned in a white wine
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and onion cream sauce,
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she chuckled and thought to herself:
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I don't freakin think so.

Send Paris To Jail!!!!

2007-05-09T10:40:00.000-07:00

Paris' friend has a petition to get her a "Get Out Of Jail Free Card", huh? Well, I say lock the bitch up!

Sign here

George W. Bush Is A Saint

2007-04-22T16:09:00.000-07:00

President George W. Bush was scheduled to visit the Episcopal Church outside Washington as part of his campaign to restore his poll standings. Bush's campaign manager made a visit to the Bishop, and said to him, "We've been getting a lot of bad publicity because of the president's position on stem cell research, the Iraq war, Katrina, wiretapping and the like. We'd gladly make a contribution to the church of $100,000 if during your sermon you'd say the President is a saint."

The Bishop thought it over for a few moments and finally said, "The Church is in desperate need of funds and I will agree to do it."

Bush showed up for the sermon and the Bishop began:
"I'd like to speak to you all this morning about our President. "George Bush is a liar, a cheat, and a low-intelligence weasel. He took the tragedy of September 11 and used it to frighten and manipulate the American people. He lied about weapons of mass destruction and invaded Iraq for oil and money, causing the deaths of tens of thousands and making the United States the most hated country on earth. He appointed cronies to positions of power and influence, leading to widespread death and destruction during Hurricane Katrina. He awarded contracts and tax cuts to his rich friends so that we now have more poverty in this country, and a greater gap between rich and poor, than we've had since the Depression. He instituted illegal wiretaps when getting a warrant from a secret court would have been a mere administrative detail, had his henchmen lie to Congress about it, then claimed he is above the law. He has headed the most corrupt, bribe-inducing political party since Teapot Dome. The national surplus has turned into a staggering national debt of 7.6 trillion, gas prices are up 85%, and vital research into global warming and stem cells is stopped cold because he's afraid to lose votes from some religious kooks. He is the worst example of a true Christian I've ever known."

"But compared to Dick Cheney and Karl Rove, George W. Bush is a saint."

I've Been Lazy - SUE ME!

2007-04-19T09:15:00.000-07:00

My sister is getting married in Lake Tahoe and I am getting that disturbing feeling you get when you can't wait to blow your hard earned income on a money sucking machine. Why I gamble is beyond me. I never win anything and I always come home complaining to myself, "STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!"

I never go with high hopes but I am confident that my time will come eventually. Maybe not this time but for sure in the future. Then again, it may never happen. Still, it would be nice to at least hit a $1,000 jackpot like my mother does almost every time she goes. I swear that woman kills me. She has this profound luck when it comes to gambling.

I thought about how nice it would be to win a huge jackpot worth millions and millions. Then I read about the taxes that high tax states like California like to take. Last year, California collected millions in taxes from gambling. No wonder Ahnold felt it appropriate to give his colleagues raises. For these purposes, I don't want to win a big jackpot so I think I'll stick to the quarter machines even if I do break even. I'm pretty good when it comes to gambling. If I haven't broke even by the time I have gone through sixty bucks, then I stop because I can't cope with losing anymore money. I'd rather have my hair or nails done and get a massage with that money.

Wish me luck anyway because I'll need it.

Police investigate USC student - News

2007-04-10T11:20:00.000-07:00

Police investigate USC student - News

This guy was interning with us last year and we had no idea that he had been arrested. I sat in the cubicle kittycorner from me. He seemed like a nice guy and I never would have thought...........ewwww. Just plain ewwwwww.

'Tis My Intent

2007-04-03T10:38:00.000-07:00

From the time I was very young, I have always had an interest in things that are not considered normal for me. Maybe normal for someone else, but not normal for me. For example - my religion. I was dragged through every religion possible and not one of them made any sense or appealed to me.

My career path is somewhat traditional but my major in college was not. In fact, it is the exact opposite of what people would have expected from me. Most people thought I would become a writer or a journalist for news. I thought they were crazy. I don't have the artistic talent to write eloquently; I tend to go on and on and on and bore people with irrelevant details. I am too descriptive and sometimes....well....sometimes I downright say too much. As they say, "Some things are better left unsaid." I learned that valuable lesson a couple months ago.

What is expected of me, I do the opposite and it's not out of rebellion; it's my own individuality that shines and gives me a sense of who I really am. If I listened to everyone else, I wouldn't be who I am today. I chose this person for myself and when and if I decide to change, then that will be my choice. I am open to ideas but they will be incorporated into mine and shouldn't be confused with patronization. It's quite often that people tend to take credit for changing a person.

Not true.

A person doesn't simply change another person. People have to want to change and if a good idea is thrown their way and makes a person think differently about their situation, then they have that choice to take that idea and mold into their own. You can't change someone but you can certainly influence them.

My point here is that people think they know me. They know "my kind". It's funny to see their faces when they realize how wrong they are.

I guess it's part of being a Gemini - unpredictable, uncertain and indecisive.

The Death Tax

2007-03-15T07:20:00.000-07:00

I thought this to be appropriate as we approach the inevitable tax season. I was fortunate this year and may be fortunate next year when I receive a little money back but once Bello and I get married, I'll kiss that money goodbye.

Tax his land, tax his bed, tax the table at which he is fed.
Tax his tractor, tax his mule, teach him taxes are the rule.
Tax his cow, tax his goat, tax his pants, tax his coat.
Tax his ties, tax his shirt, tax his work, tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco, tax his drink, tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars, tax his beers, if he cries, then tax his tears.
Tax his car, tax his gas, find other ways to tax his ass.
Tax all he has, then let him know, that you won’t be done, till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers, then tax him some more, tax him until he’s good and sore.
Then tax his coffin, tax his grave, tax the sod in which he’s laid.
Put these words upon his tomb, "Taxes drove me to my doom…"
When he is gone, do not relax, it’s time to apply the inheritance tax.

People often like to point out how other countries take half of what people make. You don't think the United States does that too? The only difference is they don't take a huge chunk at one time. No, my friends, they take it a little at a time so that it seems like it's not that much. Think about these taxes and how many of them actually apply to you. Trust me, with the exception of just a few, you'll be pulling out your calculator adding up all these taxes and then, only then, will you realize that the Untied States has taken you for a sucker. Don't get me wrong; this is still the greatest place to live but who are we kiddin here, people? We pay a high price for it. Freedom doesn't come for free.

Accounts receivable tax
Building permit tax
CDL license tax
Cigarette tax
Corporate income tax
dog license tax
Federal income tax
Federal unemployment tax
Fishing license tax
Food license tax
Fuel permit tax
Gasoline tax (42+ cents per gallon)
Hunting license tax
Inheritance tax
Interest tax
IRS interest charges
IRS penalties (tax on top of tax)
Liquor tax
Luxury taxes (what luxuries with all these taxes?)
Marriage license tax
Medicare tax, Property tax
Real estate tax
Recreational vehicle tax
Road usage taxes
Sales tax
School tax
Service charge taxes
Social security tax
State income tax
State unemployment tax
Telephone federal excise tax
Telephone federal universal service fee tax
Telephone federal
State and local surcharge taxes
Telephone minimum usage surcharge tax
Telephone recurring and non-recurring charges tax
Telephone state and local tax
Telephone usage charge tax
Utility taxes
Vehicle license registration tax
Vehicle sales tax
Watercraft registration tax
Well permit tax
Workers compensation tax

The telephone taxes are what gets me. Why don't they just charge one telephone service tax and cut out all that other stuff? Wouldn't it be a lot easier? Think of all the ink the phone companies use to print all those taxes on your bill. Ya think they'd get a little smarter and realize if they lumped it all in one sum on one line, they might save a few bucks off of the unnecessary use of printer ink.

I Go Buh-bye!

2007-03-10T19:53:00.000-08:00

Oh yeah!!!! We are finally moving out of this hellholeuva place! Tonight is my last night. I am moving on to a better home with 2,100 extra square feet. No more walking out of your bedroom and straight into the front door crap. Okay, so that's an extreme exaggeration but after a week in the new house, it will seem like the apartment was that small.

I have another three days of school and I am off for a month until I have to return again. bleh

I've had some really good luck lately and it has hit the "three" mark but I hope it doesn't stop there.

1. Got engaged.
2. Moving into a big house RENT FREE!!!!
3. I am up for a promotion at work - big money!!!

I couldn't be happier and life is getting better by the second.

There, I've updated. Are you FREAKIN happy, BLUE????? lol

I'll Stand By You As Long As I Live

2007-02-16T18:08:00.000-08:00

On Valentine's Day we had planned to go out for dinner but then Bello suggested we stay in and have a fondue night all by ourselves. We went to the store and bought everything we needed and headed home.

I was pulling everything out of the bags when he presented me his card for the special day.

"Awwwe honey. But I didn't get you anything."

"That's okay."

"I'm kidding, babe. I would never do that to you. Here, I have a card for you."

"Open yours first."

I opened the card and on the front of it was a sillouhette of a man and woman kissing in a doorway. It read:

Stand By Me

You are the quiet
at the end of my day......

Then I opened the inside and it played Stand By Me, the original version. I was so touched. Then it got better. The card read:

I feel so loved when you hold me.
I close my eyes and the rest
of the world disappears.
Then it's just you and me,
and that's all I need.

Happy Valentine's Day

It got even better. He wrote me a poem inside the card:

I can see the future when I look into you eyes,

The future of us together, farther than the bluest skies.

I see happiness, good fortune and health,

Not so much power or fame but hopefully wealth.

I love you more than you will ever know,

I love knowing that we're going to watch each other grow.

I love you so much sometimes it's hard to see,

Then in little words below the last line it said "over". I turned the card over and on the back was a Post It note. I lifted the Post It and it said,

Will You Marry Me?

Then he pulled out a beatiful heart-shaped ring set in white gold with my favorite stone, a Moldavite. I cried and hugged him and I said, "Of course I will marry you."

We will be married June 14th, 2008.