weirdo’s blog

Show us a bird native to your habitat.

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i know a few smart asses, so this is my native bird!

the end.

Share a song you loved way back in the day.

i need a kajagoogoo white wig..NOW!

What are the goofy nicknames you have for your pet? Bonus points for sharing a picture of him/her.
Submitted by Papi Chulo.

my cat's name is boris. we call him b.

ATT00002

How are you spending this Memorial Day? How will it differ from Memorial Days past?

working. isn't that exciting?

Where do you want to be in ten years?
Submitted by baby3194.

10 years..let's see.

living by myself (or with my boyfriend/husband)

working for myself

happy.

that's about it.

we all need to watch our footprint we leave behind.

here is what gets me around my neighborhood.

happy eath day, everyone.

i only use canvas bags for any kind of shopping. i use a wheat based cat litter, i'm in the process of switching out lightbulbs. i wash my car a lot less (my little car can take up to 25 gallons of water to wash. go to a car wash that reclaims the water or use a waterless carwash.).i drive a lot less. i'm taking much shorter showers. buying no bottled water and using a filter at home. i keep a water bottle and hot drink cup at my desk, along with silver ware, a plate and bowl. i just wash them out when i use them. my goals are to be better about separating my trash, and recycling what i can, my apartment doesn't have any kind of recycling.

who knows if we can change what damage we have done, but we can at least try..

sorry, i haven't been on here very much. life is been kinda crazy lately.

here is just one example of the types of messages i've been getting on here.

everything in my life right needs some kind of repair....myself included.

i can't seem to get my car fixed. it's been 3 months of issues, 3 mechanics, hundreds of dollars and lots of wanting to pull my hair out. i know i have an older car, it's a 95 toyota corolla just about to hit 150,000 miles, but seriously no one can figure out what is wrong with my car. it's ridiculous. i have one more place to take it, but if they can't fix it. i will be carless. i just don't have the funds to buy a new one. i'm not taking it to a dealership, cause that will be ridiculously expensive. my best friend had her truck at the dealership by where we live for a month after a homeless man jumped on her truck as she was driving. i know, right? anyhoo, they had it there a month, did the body work but didn't fix anything that was wrong with the engine. nice, huh? 2 months later she got her truck fixed.

my computer died. the end. i'm not buying a new one yet. i have one at work so, it's not that important to get one. 

i can't stand living with my roomate any longer. looking for apartments now. you would think it would be easy to find somewhere to live in los angeles. not really. it all depends on what you can stand. the last 3 years i have shared a wall with 3 boys under the age of 8. needless to say, they drive me crazy. every morning getting ready for school one of them crys so loud then another one gets super pist and throws things and kicks...you guessed it.. my wall. their mother is nuts. the boys can't go to friend's houses and no one can babysit them they never get to play outside, if she does let them, it's right next to my bedroom window. it's funny cause when brad and i first moved in we used to talk about how quiet they were and thought maybe they were being stuck in a closet. issue number 2 with my place, the neighbor upstairs. possibly the loudest person ever. we have had 3 other tenants live above us in the last 3 years, never heard them at all. well, except for miles. i used to hear him singing in the bathroom every once in a while. not bad. but this guy, jesus, walks loud, i can hear him blow his nose in the bathroom. gross. i hear him snore. and, and you guess it. his accoustic fucking guitar constantly. he slams every door he closes, and i'm pretty sure by now he knows that i hate him. issue number 3 with my place, we live on a very very busy street. i'm over it. my cat hasn't gone outside in 3 years. not very fair. there are tons of accidents on our street. and coming to the last issue, my roomate. he calls me one night and says "is it cool if kevin (his friend from work who couch surfed at our place for a few weeks) put some of his stuff in our garage (which is one of our parking spots)? i'll park on the street so you can park in the back (our other parking spot). it will be for like 3 weeks." that was a fucking year ago. a year! granted i knew it would be longer than 3 weeks, but a month? so of course i've had to park on the street for the 2 trips brad has taken back home to minnesota both for 10 days, the 2 months he was in the hospital and recovering with his parent's living with me, and the 10 times he's gone wine tasting. nevermind the times he plain just parked in the back. i've gotten 2 parking tickets because the area in front of our house is 2 hour parking from 8-6. that is $100 i've had to pay so kevin can have his shit in my garage and brad can do whatever he wants. so fuck this i'm out.

i need a new apartment, a vacation, and a nap.

i've also been working 6 or 7 days a week so that is why i haven't been around very much.

what's up with you guys?

Now, show us your dream job.

if there is such a thing as someone who sleeps on comfy mattresses, drinks beer, goes dancing and must watch cartoons..that would be it.

oh! and it pays a million dollars a day.