With Teeth

I love music, all kinds of it, I have very diverse tastes including rock, country, gansta' rap, ect .. you name it I probably like it, oh yah except for jazz, I hate jazz.

Anyway, last night I was trying to pin down a favorite band in my head. It took me a really long time but I finally came up with NIN. I realized that I have been a NIN fan since 1989, I was 10 in 1989, 10 people, count 'em 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10. I have loved NIN for 17 years. This got me thinking about other things I have loved since I was 10 and you know what I came up with? NOTHING (except for family, of course). My tastes in food, cars, men, hair styling products, friends, soda, I am talking everything has changed.



So I sit here today and wonder, will I love NIN for the next 17 years? I have all the CD's, been to some concerts, have the T-shirt, I have even been kissed by Trent himself. Man that was pretty much the highlight of my adolescence, I was at a show in Detroit or some crappy place in Michigan, I was probably about 15 or 16 years old, I had to beg my mom for three weeks to get me those tickets, I went with a few guys from school, one of their mom's drove us down, I was in the back stage area and looking for a restroom, and then I saw him the big TR, I just stood there and stared as if he were a god of some sort, this is how the "conversation" went:

TR: Are you lost?
ME: Blank stare... mouth not working.
TR: Are you okay?
ME: duhhhhhhh ...
TR: Okay I gotta go, have a good time ...

And then the best thing ever happened, he leaned down and kissed me on the cheek, like a father would to a daughter, it was not HOT or romantic, it was sweet and I will never forget it.

I am very pleased with my choice for a favorite band, I will be purchasing tickets for the upcoming June 28th show here in Columbus, anyone who wants to go with me let me know asap.

things that suck

I have to tell you, this last few days have really sucked. I am going to give you a little play-by-play day-by-day here.

Monday May 8 - Had to have a root canal RE-DONE because my dentist is a hack and wants me to be in pain and not give me any good drugs to cope.

Tuesday May 9 - CAR STOLEN, what else can I say here?

Wednesday May 10 - Had to babysit for AR, not that he was bad or anything but he was having some trouble sleeping which in turn made me have some trouble sleeping leading into ....

Thursday May 11 - No sleep night before, feel like crap, starting to get a sore throat. (Oh but the CPD did find my car)

Friday May 12 - Full blown sick as crap, did nothing but lay on the couch when I should have been out drinking my ass off because I had a bad week but NO I have to be sick. AGAIN!

Saturday May 13 - Felt like shit, can barley breath, parents coming to visit. We ended up going to the Japanese Steak House which ended up being fun and really good, but then the sickness started catching up with me and I had to ruin everyone's good time by going home to sleep.

Sunday May 14 - Felt like SUPER CRAP, went to the new house to show mom and dad all the work that needs to be done. Started feeling very overwhelmed by all the work that needs to be done, had a nervous break-down, went home, went to bed.

Monday May 15 - Still feel like SUPER CRAP, called DR., went to DR., diagnosis - some crappy lung infection caused by a viral sinus problem. I was so out of it I forgot to stop at the reception desk and pay my bill so I am sure in good time I will start getting collection letters, even though I could stop this action by calling the office and telling them I forgot to pay, I probably won't, everyone knows my phobia of taking care of my problems over the phone. Maybe I will have my assistant here at work call. Maybe I should call and help myself get over this stupid shit. Maybe I will crawl in a hole and die!

Tuesday May 16 - Want to die, but procrastinated and did not crawl into the hole yesterday, maybe tomorrow.

what the fuck, seriously, what the fuck

Well well well, so since the original intent for this blog was to bitch about things I am going to wisely use this space to bitch.

My car was STOLEN! My mother fucking car was stolen right out of the mother fucking parking lot at Berliner Park.

I am pissed.

Love, jjs

this is how it goes...

Thanks AZ for the inspiration ....

A long long time ago (7 years) in a far away place (Lima) there was once this super drunk girl (me) who decided to get a little (w)reckless (this is the key word in the story).



I was out drinking with some of my peeps on some random Saturday about seven years ago in a crappy hometown bar called the Mirage. The night up to "LAST CALL" is not really memorable, it is the walk back to the car that gets interesting. So myself and three of my guy friends are walking down the alley behind the bar to where our cars are parked, in the police station parking lot next to the bar, we were laughing and carrying on and for some un-Godly reason we started singing Over the Rainbow .. who knows?? But there was a gaggle of girls behind us who apparently did not appreciate the serenadtion (I know this is not a word but I don't care). Since I was the only girl in my group I was singled out by these hags and somehow or another things between us escalated fairly quickly into a screaming match. My guy friends were trying to encourage me to "Get the Fuck in the car jjs" and after I felt I had made my point that the hags were hags I did get into the car. As I was pulling away one of those bitches ripped off my car antenna, well this just pisses me right the fuck off and in my drunken state I realize no consequence so I throw my car into reverse and run the bitch over. That's right folks I ran a girl over with my 1990 Chevy in a police station parking lot.

And that's that.

This story is dedicated to my good friend PS.