Hello people!

I was woken up at 9:00-ish this morning. I really hate getting up before, like, 10:00 during the summer. But today was for a good reason; I went with my mom to her appointments. She had four of them, but she dropped me off at home before the fourth one, which was at 6:30.

Anywho, my mom got me some delicious coffee and some lunch and then went to her noon o'clock appointment. The guy that she was pitching to at that one didn't actually live in the house he was getting an estimate for - yet. So, he and my mom had their meeting outside. Leaning against the car. It was kinda comical to me, in a way, though I don't really know why.

During her appointment, I listened to the radio a little, but mostly, I listened to my audio-book, "Wigfield." You may remember that I ordered "Wigfield" (the audio-book) way back in March for my trip to D.C. for Presidential Classroom. Well, as it turns out, I never actually listened to it. Not once since I bought it, have I listened to it. 

So I brought it with me today and listened to two and a half out of four CD's. Let me tell you, it was frakkin' hilarious. Dirty and inappropriate and racist (and SO SWC-esque, surrsly) but in the best way ever. In fact, that's where the title of this post came from (of course). Burchal Sawyer, one of the town's three mayors, is complaining about Fleet Hollinger (another one of the mayors), and he says, "The next time he [Fleet] opens that cock holster he calls a mouth I'm gonna slap his head off his shoulders." Page 52. BUY IT.

Moving on...my mom had a 2:00 appointment that she was able to move up to 1:10-ish. So, she went to that one (which lasted over an hour and a half - *guh*), and it got frakkishly hot then. We went to a dinky convenience store to get something cold to drink when mom was done with her appointment, but they didn't have anything good (I really wanted iced tea, and they didn't have any).

Mom had one more appointment that I was going to with her, and that was sposed to be at 4:00, but was then bumped up to, like, 3:30-ish (maybe a little earlier...). This one was terrible. OMG, so bad. I was in the car, but I got the deets and saw some bad things myself. Allow me to extrapolate...

The woman that mom was meeting was this skinny, blonde, late 20's-early 30's woman with two or three kids. So, firstly, the kids sprayed cleaner in their dogs face. I mean, jeezus, how much of a sadistic little brat do you have to be?! They looked like they were old enough to know not to do something like that. Six or seven, maybe.

Then, some brunette woman came over and picked up one of her kids, who, apparently, came over for a play date or something. Mom has these flags that she's sposed to put out in the yard to mark where the wire will go when the installers come out. For some reason, mom left the flags (like, 30 of them) out on the stoop at this lady's house when she went inside to conduct the meeting.

The woman's kids went outside to play. One of them scurried off somewhere (maybe went on a bike ride? I dunno) and the other one played with mom's flags. He threw them down the stairs and was bending some of them. I was watching from the car parked by the curb (cuz, ya know, I can't go into the appointment with mom, it's work!), and I was getting really pissed off. So I opened the car door and got out and stood there, staring at the kid for a minute. The kid saw me staring at him, threw the flags down onto the stoop, and ran to the back of the house.

Logically, I got back in the car. All of a sudden, the kid comes zooming around the corner on a scooter and drives down the sidewalk and doesn't come back. I watched the kid go then forgot about him, went back to listening to "Wigfield." The mother came out fifteen or so minutes later, obviously frazzled. I got outta the car and she was like, "Did you see him?" and I said, "He went that way." and pointed down the street. She went down that way, leaving my mom alone in her house. How crazy unprofessional is that?

I mean, I get that she was having some problems, but she left my mom alone! Mom was trying to WORK there, give a damn presentation, and the woman ran off. Couldn't she at least have locked her kids in their rooms or something?! I mean, jeez, show some responsibility for your kids. Surrsly.

That was about it, really. Mom came out about two hours later (the presentation shouldn't take more than an hour, normally), and we went to get some iced coffee before going home. Mom had another appointment, but it was literally 30-ish seconds from our house, so that was nice. But ZOMG, she was there for three hours! She got into talking with them and didn't get home til 9:32. She's like that sometimes, and it can get really annoying (especially when we pause Hell's Kitchen for HALF AN HOUR). *shakes head*

Hell's Kitchen was amazingly great tonight. The service was fantastic (even though Chef Ramsay got burned twice) and Petrozza, Cori, and Christina got really tight. Petrozza is such a sweetheart, he's so nice to everyone, I really hope he wins. In the beginning of this season, like, five or so episodes in, he considered quitting and going home! And now he's in the top three! How awesome is that? Pretty damn. AND, Jen went home. I've never been so glad to see someone leave in my entire life. *is supre happy*

OMG, I was watching FOX news after Hell's Kitchen and there were some stories that I thought were hilarious. One of them was a "Thong Lawsuit" against Victoria's Secret. I didn't hear the story (the TV was muted and my rents didn't care bout it), but come on, that's a hilarious title for it. Who would take you seriously going into court cuz you have a thong lawsuit? LMFAO. 

Another one was about the DNC (Democratic National Convention) and the fact that, and I quote, "pimps and prostitutes are gathering in the streets of Denver." I could *not* stop laughing about that. And they said, "pimps are collecting prostitutes to try to sell their product in Denver" (that one's paraphrased, but still). Product? I don't think I would call it that, lol.

Is it weird that I wanna go to Tim Russert's funeral in Washington, D.C. tomorrow (6/18/08)? I've broken down and cried twice today, about Russert's death. I don't understand why I'm taking it so hard. I really barely even knew of the guy, but surrsly, I feel really sad about it. I'm so strange sometimes, I swear. *shakes head at self*

I was looking at our old Time Magazines and I spotted the "100 Most Influential People" edition. The cover had a collage of pictures of past covers, and one of them was Tim Russert. I got kinda sad and opened it to read the article written on why Russert was picked in the top 100. It was wonderful. 

Then I shut the magazine and on the back is a picture of this guy sitting in the back of a limo (I would assume...it's a black backseat of a car) with a Louis Vuitton bag next to him on the seat. Guess who the guy in the backseat was? Mikhail Gorbachev. And I just noticed it. I saw that scar/birth-mark/whatever thing on his head and was like, "ZOMG, I know that guy...Gorbachev?" and the bottom of the page said his name. I flipped and thought of Jen (she *loves* ol' Gorbie, lol). XD

I GOT HARVEY BIRDMAN IN THE MAIL TODAY! <3 I'm so excited to watch 'em. I'm not sure if I should watch a few eps every coupla days to make 'em last (like I did with Supernatural), or plow through 'em all in a day or two (like I did with SWC). I think I'll decide on that tomorrow.

My parents don't think I should stay up late or sleep in during the summer. How made of fail is that? I kinda wanna slap them. I mean, I'm not asking to sleep til noon. I wanna sleep til 10. I think that's reasonable. And I can stay up til, like, 3:00 in the morning and get up the next morning without much of a problem. I'll be kinda tired all day, but I don't have anything to do anyway, so it doesn't matter.

But, for some reason I still don't know, my parents want me to act as if I have a job and get up at 9:00 and go to bed by 1:00. They've gotta be kidding, right? I mean, it's summer. There's a reason we don't have school for three-ish months. We're sposed to be on a break here, and now my parents want me to stick to a stupid schedule and look into getting work (which I planned on doing anyway, but I really hate being told to do something repetitively [sp?] so much that it makes me not wanna do something). It doesn't matter; I'm staying up late anyway. Screw them.

Ooh! I found this awesome song thanks to Carlkr on YouTube called, "I Kissed a Girl" by Kate Perry. It's amazing. I didn't think it'd be very good, but HOLY MOO, I frakkin *love* this song now! I'm gonna try to download it, cuz I really love it. Have a listen, surrsly.

Holy shit, that was a really long entry. Um...sorry bout that...there's a meme coming, too...wow. My apologies! Cookies for you, if you stuck it out through this whole damn thing, lol! *hands over huge cookie platter*

Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*

P.S. If you like that icon I used tonight, it's based on a comic made by sailorptah that is TOTALLY AWESOME. It can be found here. I snagged the strip and made a little icon cuz I *loved* it so mucho. It was adorable. So, yeah. *crediting* XD