Everyone's been giving me a hard time for not blogging lately. Even Taylor. For this I am truly sorry, but in my own defense I really *have* been very busy. Have a new work website launching soon, soon, and more soon (which I'll talk about soon, soon, and more soon), walls that need painting, events that need to be attended, people I need to see, MMORPG ass to poison, not to mention silky, fluffy kitten butt to keep corralled. Trust me, I'm so busy I haven't even been photoblogging!!!
That's right, this is some serious stuff.
First of all, I'd like to get to a redesign up in this bitch sometime soon. Have been meaning to do one for ages... but ya'know... my bosses pay me so they kinda win. If you paid me, dear readers, I would be your bitch too. The place really does need some fluffing so let's give it a month or so to happen.
Second, kittenpants is doing juuuuuust fine. He's bigger than ever, more talkative than my last boyfriend, and I swear to you his fur gets softer and silkier every single day if it's even possible. It's all I can do to keep from nuzzling my face in his big ol' belly, constantly, but I do my best. At the moment he doesn't even get an 'E' for Effort when it comes to playing nice with other cats, but we're working on it. He does, however, got an A+++ for mimicking and coloring inside the lines.
Third, recently had a red wine disaster on a new pair of of Italian label pants. Turns out the internet really *can* solve all your problems with only a few keystrokes. How do you get red wine out of *ANY* fabric? Pour a little Dawn dishsoap on the spot followed by hydrogyn peroxide. 'Tis an amazing thing, soapy bubbly solution let me tell you. Write this one down and keep it in your shoe until next week's installment of Handy Housewifery Hacks by Sopheava. Will come in handy.
Fourth, check it. I am an Assssssssassin. Rawr.
Fifth. Project Runway is my secret obsession. Since the season premiere. I CONFESS NOW STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!!!!
God it feels good to get all that off my chest. Will be back for more regular updates now, cross my fingers.
I mean heart.
It's Project Runway night and you bitches can *bet* that I'll be home throwing my popcorn at the TV when one of the boys gets kicked off the show for working outside of designated hours. And if it's not that, I hope it's Laura being sent home for punching Vincent in the face. Bad, bad mommy!
Seriously though. Everyone be in front of their respective TV's at 10/9 central if only to laugh and point at what kooky hat Vincent comes up with next.
God I hope someone would just boot that tool off the show.
When Minnesota's favorite columnist wrote this personal attack against the quality of my upbringing yesterday, I sighed.
Heavily.
Probably scribbled that shit down after watching this. Don't be a fool. Watch this short vid and turn up the sound bitches.
Mental note to self: MUST GET MANHUNT!!!.
Because I apparently made Taylor cry over my non-posting (crying, being that thing he'll do AGAIN and AGAIN once we ever get around to Ninteno DS'ing it up), I've been guilted in to playing blogger today. Unfortunately it's late in the afternoon, time is on the short side, and a recap of my weekend escapades at a VFW in Wausau, Wisconsin will have to wait for another day.
More importantly, you need some link-a-licious goodness in your life. Trust me.
Tonight I'll see if I can dig out some of those VFW photos.
Sopheava... unleashed in the wild!
I had every intention of launching a new and improved sopheava.com this weekend... but then, ya'know, this happened. And this. And then he needed a little help moving stuff yesterday... but only after we got done eating here. Cuz, like, you know, breakfast lunch brunch is a really important meal 'n stuff. And then my toon leveled and I had to dye her clothes... cuz shit. I'm not going in to battle unless I can strike down the hearts of toons everywhere with naught but a single glance. Or emote. Er whatever. And at the last available minute last night I was gonna do it, but the New York strip sitting on my plate had other ideas so who was I to argue?
The point is, things are gonna change around here real soon - new colors, new layout, and maybe a new feature or two. Yay features or two!
State Fair has got it going on this week too. Have plans to try giving myself cardiac arrest tonight, just like last year, but if this rain keeps up not so much. I won't miss it though, so keep your eyes peeled for pic-a-liciousness!
And just cuz I haven't linked enough in this post... link, link, link.
This video just kills me. When all is said and done the only thing people talk about after the fair is the food anyway.
Next year I fully expect Josh to send the 2006 winner home crying.
A couple of my peeps were the ones who put it together, and listening to them talk about the raw footage that didn't make the final cut put me in tears last night. Apparently one of the guys *did* in fact throw up which (thankfully) you won't see. Today my sole mission is to find the behind-the-scenes edit floating around somewhere and laugh until the tears come streaming out again.
I'm headed to the fair both tomorrow and this weekend. If you don't hear from me, well, ever again it's because I've had a heart attack and am lying stiff on the floor getting all the grease oozing out of my skin licked off by my cat.
Filed under random things you learn each day that may come in handy when playing Trivia Pursuit with a loved one 18 years from now...
Today I learned that if you want to yodel you need to practice the phrase 'heidel-deedle-doedle-deedle'.
Heh, 'deedle'.