Piece of S*** Car

I am goingto absolutely lose my s***!
My car is a piece of S***



The last problem it had:
It would turn itself off if we came to a full stop, or if it idled below 1. Essentially it would "stall out". My Honey Bear fixed this problem by replacing 4 parts until we found the right on to replace. Now it just chuggs along, as if it has a bad cold.


The new, but old problem, it's doors freeze open in the winter...
Yes I saisd open. As in, they will not close again once opened. They simply swing open as you turn the corners if you are not holding on tight.It did this last year. Today was the first day this winter where it was cold enough for this to happen again.

So this was Me this morning driving to work in my piece of s*** car:

And I drove as fast as I could to get to work and get off the road. This will be my upper body work out for today.

 

FML.

To be a Winner, you have to act like one- with class.

My Roller Derby Team is off to the Atlantic Tournament this weekend in Saint John NB.

We have worked long and hard to get to this point. We are kicking butt on the track and fighting it out with everything we've got. We are dreaming big with hopes of gold.

We ended last years season with a nearly perfect record of every game loss. and were desirably named the underdogs of the year with lots of heart. This year we are hoping to change this title and actually take home a few wins. I'm 100% positive we will.

In Prep for this weekend, we came up with some new entrance songs, and team cheers. This sparked a new blog for me, as I do not currently support some of my teams views on sportsmanship and winning. Here's my take:

The key to winning, not according to Mr. C Sheen; but rather, according to a very Diva Derby Doll.

#1 most important rule : Live your dream and Visualize it.

-Wear the color Gold on your uniform.

Gold DerbySkinz

 

- Practice positive thinking - We are going to do great! We are going to Win!

- Verbalize Strong Team Formation with a fitting cheer

What we want - "Go For Gold!"
Motivation - "What are we? Thaaaaaa BOMB!"  or "Daisy Cutters, Cut Her Down!"
Proud Team Name shout out - "CCR"
 

And my favorite chants of all are those lead by Captains and answered by teammates:
"Captain: "Who Are we?"
Team : "The Daisy Cutters!"
Captain: "What We gonna do?"
Team: "Cut Them Down!"
Captain : "Why are We Here?"
Team: "To Win!"
 Captain: "3..2..1.."
Team: "BANG"

When you build a winning team, it needs to be a flow of continues power leading to the same end goal. Winning.

Our Team captains stack our line ups with our best players. Our Coaches push us with death enticing drills, and kill us with endless strategy training. Our talk is always of becoming the best.

We want to win, and we want to stay classy doing it.
No drama, no negativity, no poor sportsmanship.

Leading to my next point: How Not to Focus, and How not to inspire Gold Medal games:

- Eat Poorly
- stress your body with lack of sleep.
- don't prepare mentally.

and the big kicker for me this week on negative prep for winning Gold...
We went to pick our game team cheer, and someone suggested "dont fall on the sausage" or "Sausage Party" or something to that effect  . . . and the rest of the team voted in agreement... and somehow this passed.

 . . .

How the *Beep* is this classy, or positive or inspiring? How does this meet the rest of our goals, how we train, and what we work for?
Frankly it's nothing more than a stupid inside joke known by a few teammates. and when public audience hears this cheer they are going to think - what the *Beep* is wrong with those girls?

Some people argue that it is "fun" or "funny".
That's fine. have your fun. But there is a time for fun. and right now we should be focused on winning and being the best, not mediocre clowns.

If our goals and mottos have been to work hard, play hard, and rock it with class; then this cheer does not fit the mold we have created.
And if we lose, we will be known as the girls who love sausage...

Go Team Go . . .

The Pro Life Geek

I once dated a guy who was over the top with his views. He became known to my friends as the Pro Life Geek. I like to think of him as the modern day Hitler.

We had an argument one night about pro life vs. pro choice.

He debated his side for life. He is one of those people you see on the sidewalk in front of the clinic holding those ridiculous signs and harassing the poor girls going into the clinic.

I dont think you can know what someone is going through to have to go to such a clinic, and you dont have the right to make them more ashamed of their choices, or belittle them for being in a what could probably be an uncontrollable situation. It's not your life, you don't nkow them or their values, or why they are making those choices.

and I shared with him my views and reasons why I am pro choice. I believe in compassion. It got to the point where he was absolutely agitated and put off by the fact I would not change my view point and join his side. I told him, I'm sorry, I've heard your points, but I am not changing my belief in this matter right now. I will think about it more if you like, and we can talk about this again another time, but I'm not changing my stand just because you think I'm stupid for having this opinion.

Shortly after this we split.
He had many opinions which he thought I was an idiot for not following. He only listened to classical music, like Beethoven and Mozart, because he believed it was the only intelligent matter. He took me to a play, and made me read and study the play beforehand so we could debate and discuss it after. He was a fun-sucker.

I'm the type of person who makes my own decisions. I have my own mind. I've done my homework on my beliefs and values and I dont push them on any one else. I respect your views, as you should mine.

In short this guy was over barring and socially retarded. My roommates were so happy the day we split. They told me, after the fact, that they were worried because he seemed controlling and closed minded. He has some issues he needs to work on before he should have a relationship. You cant control people, or their minds. If you believe you can, you're nothing more than a modern day Hitler. Good luck to you.

The best part?
This morning my roommate sent me a news clipping. The front page story was a pro life society ratification story. and who was on the cover? Mr. Pro-Life Geek.
Well, good on you for keeping with your views big boy. Have you found a girl who will be submissive to you yet? Are you happy? I'm proud of him for standing up for his beliefs, but nothing good can come of this if you dont go about it the right way. Good Luck with that.

Canadian White Girl Problems

Sometimes I wish I had a camera crew following me around to catch the ridiculous events that occur in my life.

It was the morning after our Christmas staff party. The cab driver had just dropped me off at my car. I was heading for a breakfast date with my girlfriend.
I unlocked the car, only to find it frozen shut. This car was more tightly frozen shut than a nuns legs.

I stood there for a minute cursing and banging on the car door, as a guy in a snow plow across the way laughed at me and my Canadian white girl problems.
I was getting desperate. I was standing there in -10 degrees, 5 centimeters of snow, in a mini dress and high heels. Starting to freeze.

So I popped the trunk of the car. It opened!
I started emptying everything out of the trunk into the snowbank.
Then, as the snowplow guy sat watching my shivering-mini-ass, I jumped into the trunk of my car and pushed the back seat down and shimmied my way into my car.
Thank god i'm not a fatty-patty. If you've every tried to shimmy through that tiny hole between your trunk and back seat, you'll understand how ridiculous and small this space was.

Once I was in, I climbed to the front seat and pushed the car door open from the inside.
I now have a scrapped up knee from this ridiculous adventure. Battle wounds to be proud of.

and that is the tale of my Canadian-white-girl problem.

ATTN: Credit Card Theft

Some of you know, My fiance and I have recently returned from Punta Cana Dominican Republic.

It is upsetting to report that my Fiance has become a victim of Credit Card Theft.

He got a call today from the bank with a statement saying someone with a UK address attempted to max out his Credit Card. The strange address and large amount paid to an online gambling site was what alerted his bank to call him immediately.

We only used his credit card once or twice in the Dom.Rep. We are very lucky this person did not get away with more.

I want everyone to be very careful with their assets. You never know who might target you. You might feel safe and secure on vacation; but the truth is, people at these resorts live for this kind of thing. Both the workers and the people on vacation.

It was also a big thing to "lose" your sunglasses at the resort we stayed at. You would put them down, take a nap on the beach, go for a swim, or to the lunch buffet; and come back to find them gone. I'm lucky to only have lost 1 pair of Chanel sunglasses during my trip. (I was still pissed, I really liked those glasses :( )

This is utterly disgusting! You gamblers out there with your horrible addictions! I feel bad for you, having to seal to fill your needs. Or you sick bastards who just like to ruin someones vacation by stealing their sunglasses! You think it's small and harmless; But you are an Asshole!

Idiots and their "Causes"

An Anti-abortion protester, downtown Fredericton Today, told my friend "Maybe Your mother should have aborted you" ...what a fucking hypocrite! You need to re-think your cause you asshole!

My two friends and I were on our Sunday walk, when we unfortunately ran into a street full of protest signs and people "peacefully protesting" on every corner we turned... my friend said to one of them, "You should be ashamed of yourself. Disgusting!" I chimed in, "People have the right to choose!" If a girl is raped, she should have the right to abort without feeling more guilt and hurt than she has already suffered!

An ignoramus man called out to my friend this ridiculous come back - "Maybe your mother should ave aborted you" - and We all stopped dead in our tracks; and yelled back, "you Hypocrite!" I yelled out "Your team-mates suck! you need to educate yourselves on speacking before you talk such bullshit!" We laughed as we walked away from this rediculous bunch of idiots.

I don't have a problem with people having their own opinions. I like knowing everyone is able to have a voice. But when you start pushing your views down my throat, it's on bitch! And if you are going to stand up for a cause, please do your homework and know what the hell you are standing up for; so you don't have hypocritical come backs like this very uneffective and rediculous man did. Dude, You FAIL! Your cause lost a point today because you don't even understand what it is you are potesting!

You want a piece of Me?

Here's one more on how I'm feeling today. Gotta love that Britney. Shes a hot mess, but she can still throw it down!

Drama - Beware

Ke$ha's song "Backstabber" is the perfect theme song to what's going on around me right now.

My girlfriend cheated on her Fiance; waite make that 2 or more girls I know have done this to their significant others. Everyone wants to take sides and talk shit. My fiance and I support our couple friends fully, and it's up to them to work it out. So everyone else needs to cut them some slack. Life and love are sometimes hard.

**Let me clarify - if my guy cheated on me; I would definately be kicking his ass out the door! as he would to me. We've had that discussion. as a couple we know, nobody is perfect. But it's not our business what other couples do; UNTIL it starts affecting our lives. In which case, this recent split did in a negative way, and thus is why I am ranting right now**

But those girls who turn their back on their friends, you're no better than the cheater. You dont know the whole story. Stop thinking you're better than everyone else. Maybe you have a secret you're trying to hide, and this couple has shown what the ugly truth really looks like.

To those "fake friends" who use and abuse your friendship. please stop txting me, calling me, asking for wine, drives, and my personal time. Pretending you want to hang out with your fake smiles and msg's. I am tierd of giving you wine, a shoulder to cry on, and an ear to gossip in; when all you do is rant about being a feminist and then turn around and say something stupid like, "I'd sleep with a guy for his car". Um, Newsflash, That's What Hookers Do!

Dear Best Friend, You've really sucked this past week. you know why. enough said.

The angry-wives-club has dissapated, but still fill me with fears of wedding failure. I don't care if your marriage failed. I'm still going to believe in love, and that when 2 peopl love each other, they get married; and make it work.

So, to everyone who's talking shit, spreading shit, and just plain stupid; This one's dedicated to you!

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This drama has been filling my mind, up to the boiling point. So much, to the point where I've found it hard to blog lately. I appologise, and will resume bloging respectively, about happier things; hopefully within the next few days.

Dear Nerds Next Door,

Please pick up your F***ing Garbage!
It's been sprawled across your yard and now mine for 2 days. Your nasty ass BBQ wrappers, Chicken bones, Pot-blunts, and beer bottles are seriously past the point of being pretty yard decor. It's gotten to the point where every time I open the door to let my dog out to pee, he runs directly to your garbage can to find whats on tonight's menu. If I have to pry one more dead chicken bone from my dogs toothless mouth, I'm going to wrap it in Christmas paper with some dog poo and throw it on your front step!

Sincerely FML

emotional madness

Sometimes in life, you dont know whether you are coming or going. You are stuck in a constant struggle with the past and the present. and people keep pulling at your strings and trying to unravel your safe little cocoon.

Right now I'm having issues with my "Emotional Boyfriend". It makes no sense at all, because I'm engaged to an amazing man and this other guy, and my best friend, still has the power to ruin my day. Over the past year we've had huge mountains to climb together. He's always the one I call when my fiance is being a douche. He's the first one I tell my Big News to when something epic happens. He's always been a chronic single. And we've always been there for each other.

It's so complicated because he tells me we should be together. but it's jealousy and loneliness talking. I've found where I belong; and unfortunately it's not with him in that way. Maybe in another life.

So this past holiday weekend, we both set off for the island in regular fashion. He comes from the east and I come from the west. We meet in the middle. It's like our secret life escape where it's just the two of us. I leave the Fiance to toil with my brothers and rents and get some much needed girl time with my favorite boy. Only this time... he brought HER? He didn't call when he arrived. He didnt answer any of my texts. He some how had a text-convo with my best girlfriend and told her he's off the market now along with some douchy diss to her on the side.

I feel like I've entered an emotional break-up. And now my jealous twin sister has come to play. I delete every post I ever wrote on his FB wall. Shoot him a text saying "herd u r 2 busy with the new lady. hope your weekend was good. bye." Then ignore his reply texts for a few days. Wednesday rolls around, he is dieing to know why I'm mad at him. I ask him, "should I be mad at you? Did you do something douchy?" he claims there is nothing, so I falsely agree and then ask if he's ever going to tell me about the new girl. No reply. He's ignoring me now.

It's like he doesn't want me to know about her. He's turned into one of those guys who forget they have friends when they get a girlfriend. And I guess I've lost my best friend.

Facebook Is The Devil!

Time For A Good Rant! (reader beware)

Facebook is the Devil!

It does you no favors. you think you are re-connecting with long lost friends; but really, they are just laughing at how fat you've become over the past 10 years since high school.

just like everything in the technology age, it takes the personality out of being a person.

like texting; why can't you pick up the phone and give me a friggen call! don't email or text me a thousand word essay!

It ruins friendships. your 'friends' have a night of drinks and dancing, and you see their pictures and posts to each other the next day... you weren't invited.

when people "tag" you in a photo, 9 times out of 10 it's horrible! and not to mention unprofessional. why in the world would I want my boobs plastered all over the Internet? So my fiance's great grandmother can see what a skank I am of course! yeah...no.

It's the perfect way to drive yourself crazy! you sit at home waiting for people to "be your friend", and base every thing you know about a person on their relationship status. (Once my status was "engaged" to my best guy friend from high school as a joke. soooo many people were utterly confused by this, as I had a steady Boyfriend on the side.)

That crazy Ex loves to stalk you this way! it gives him a play by play of where you'll be next.

The crazy Wife of your ex-lover can also stalk you this way. and she does not believe for a second it's really over, so you continuously get hate mail.

I prefer to Blog about my issues, where select and worthy readers can choose to sympathize with or ignore me.
I dont need 10,000 imaginary facebook friends to know I'm not alone in this world. I don't need people stalking me through so-and-so's friend who saw my picture through their friends, brothers, girlfriends, fifth cousin, once removed, great aunt's facebook page.

I do need my own corner of the net where I can vent about things that bug me. and I'm glad you have taken this time to listen. Now you deserve a treat: a picture of a cute lil pup! my girlfriends Chi-Baby buried in the sand one beach day! So Cute!

That hole in my Window

Dear Drunk Stupid Idiotic Students of the College Hill Area,

I understand you feel the need to drink excessively and then be stupid out in the street. That's fine. Just leave me and my house alone!

But NO, you thought it would be funny to pelt every house on the street at 3AM in the morning; and in turn broke my front window! You are Dick-Heads! The neighbors Saw You! They called the cops; and I also called the cops. I hope you are very surprised when they pay you a visit.

Karma is a bitch! And she's coming after YOU!

Everything comes in 3's

So the drama, that is my life, continues. yesterday, I had organized to find some kittens their forever families. The day was going well; the construction guys had brought our new doors and were installing them when I went to class.

My Beau came home around 4pm to find our front door a smidge open. everything in our house was fine, but when he went to check on the kittens; 3 of them were gone and only the little grey boy was left; all alone. We looked everywhere! we talked to the construction guys this morning who said they left our house at 3pm and no one had come by.

SO; some Crazy Cat Lady must have scoped out my add on kijiji; got my address; waited until our house was vacant; and then came in a took our babies! Who does that! and why not take them all? why just leave one to be lonely? We dont know if they are all right; or if they have a good home now. And I had to turn away people who were hoping to have a new baby that night. :(

out of the 5 kittens we started with; at least 2 of them found great homes. Last night we gave away the little grey boy to the most amazing and cute family. A funky mom; a chill dad, and 2 sweet little girls. One of which had the bluest eyes and blondest hair. Soooo Cute! (if Beau and I were a family with kids; we'd be like this family)

So... they say bad things (and good things) come in 3's. I believe that means we are due for one more good shocker this week. I wonder what it will be.... :S

FML

Everything that can, will go wrong! This weekend has had a resemblance of the pain and suffering I felt while walking down a New York City block in Harlem one Saturday night, and my Stiletto Pump Broke!!! ***tear***I really liked those shoes***

Thanksgiving and family time is officially over for me! thank god. get me out of PEI!

Things are never what they seem

Lately I've been faced with more frequent occurrences of things not being quite what I expected. and frankly, I'm over it!

First...

is the instance of my College course. either I'm too smart, or this is not what I want to do for the rest of my life. I thought I'd be dabbling in mature conversations about the world and humanistic habits related to the work force. But right now all I'm doing is punching data into a computer program and pulling my hair out from the boredom.

Second, ...

My boy and I bought a new game- dance dance rev. - and an extra mat, so we could play doubles. but the mat needs triple A batteries and is wireless. Who has triple A batteries!?! they are expensive! and we cant figure out how to hook up this wireless shit! please, someone throw me a bone here!

Third, ...

My little monsters are super cute, but man do they stink! like little walking poop bags! How can such a vile smell come from such a sweet little thing!?!

Fourth, ...

My shoes need more love. Or i just need more shoes... Kill the rain and bring back summer and stilettos!

and Finally, ...

our house is being renovated. We agreed with the contractor to a finished basement. Well, according to them, that does not include floors, half a ceiling, and doors. SERIOUSLY??? so you can put up some walls and a heater, and think someone can live in that!? not to mention the finish date was August 15Th, 2009. It is now October 7Th, 2009. If i have to look at these people for another month I'm gonna lose my shit.

My personal motto is - that's life.... deal with it. - lately this has become a droning sentence in my daily activities. like Leanne Rhymes says - "somethings gotta give"