Oh what to blog about. I am so tired and blah feeling the last few days. Not up to doing very much at all. As you all well know my life is very weird right now with the cancer thing. Needless to say not a whole lot is going on for me. This makes posting a bit of a challenge. Nothing to talk about. Fortunately, Home Detention Lady has given me a way out by tagging me for a MEME questionnaire. Thanks!
1. Are you still working while you RIP THAT CANCER A NEW ASSHOLE?
No I am not. The timing of this assholic cancer was either very sick or very fortuitous. I haven't figured this out yet. I got my diagnosis the day before I was to start a small business mentoring program. I had plans to open up Deeee-LUX pet accessory store near my home. You know, fancy carriers, organic food, special leashes. I still hope to do this although I know time is of the essence with these things. So the answer is no. I am not working. And I am very thankful for that. The only other job I know is film work and there is no way I could do that job and rip a new asshole. I am not that good of a multitasker. I want to focus on ripping assholes.
2. Do you ever think you'll get your kitty Yoshi a partner in crime?
I have really thought about this a lot because I would love another beastie in the house. We are allowed dogs where I live and my neighbour has one so I get doggie loving whenever I want. And I don't mean THAT, you sickos! Yoshi and I have a very deep and very profound relationship. Insert uplifting music here. Really. I would love to get a dog or another kitty but I just fear that it would somehow change my relationship with Yoshi. I couldn't bear that. So for now I am happy with my unhealthy, interspecies, lesbian, non-sexual relationship with my cat. Besides, Yoshi would shit kick any poor soul I brought home. Man included.
3. What's the meanest thing you've ever done?
This is actually a hard question and I really had to think about it. I am the type of person that if I don't get along with or dislike somebody chances are they will never know about it. I was not raised that way. OK, maybe I was because my brother and I were sure terrible to each other while growing up. Beat the crap out of each other to be honest. As an adult I have got that mostly under control. Whew. The only REALLY mean thing I could think of was when I was in Jamaica a group of us were going to take a jeep ride up the Blue Mountains into coffee country. And I don't mean Starbucks. Unfortunately the goobers I was traveling with made a mistake and there were no jeep rides until the next day. So the same goobers said we could hike up the trial and get there on foot. I believed them. They didn't mention it was about 20 miles and we had no food, water, mosquito repellent and decent foot ware. About 7 hours later after climbing up the side of a fucking mountain and exposing myself to a bad dose of E-coli from the well-water of a shithole village the guys walked on ahead and left us girls to stagger behind in our strappy sandals. We reached another shithole village and I paid a large amount of money for some enterprising villagers to drive us up the rest of the way. So how was that mean? I made the truck drive right past the guys. They had to walk the remaining 4 miles. They were mad but I was madder.
4. What's your favorite store to buy clothes at?
I have a love/hate relationship with shopping for clothes. First of all working as a prep costumer I have had to shop for 12 hours straight on several occasions. Nothing cures shoppingitis like that kind of job. Secondly, my weight fluctuates a great deal so I often can't find stuff to fit me. Thirdly, I am often poor so I can't afford to buy the clothes I would like. I would say anyplace I can get a great deal and find something that fits it my favourite place. I haven't bought clothing for months. I can't remember the last thing I bought. Oh yeah, hats for my bald head. On eBay. Must get photos of those up and running.
5. What's your least favorite type of music?
Country! No doubt about it.