Watership Down (and why I may never be the same again)

So after many weeks of constant complaining about the numerous times I have read all the books in my private library david and I finally went book shoping. Normally i like boarders BUT i have found some of my favorite books at thrift stores (and hello...they are like 1.00 there...come on!) So as david and I were diving into the bin o' books at savers david oulls one out looks at the cover and says 'oh hunny look! It's watersip down! I love this book!" Because he loved the book and I loved him I threw it along with a number of others in my basket and we proceded to the cheackout.

I started reading watership down (or as I call it now W.D.) on firday....I finished it last night.


I thought it was about submarines (hello...WATERSHIP....I mean come on)

I thought beign about bunny's it would be mostly happy with some sad parts...like bambie

I will never look at bunnies the same again...ever!

I am starting slaughter house 5 next. *Sigh* Im beginging to wonder if I should bring david book shopping with me anymore...


paranoid about th wildlife thoughts!

Michelle"And apparentlly there is a cartoon based on the book that I must see....crap"Gasaway

So I don't normally do this...

Ok so I normally do not call out peoples on the interwebz. If I see you doing something or catch you in a lie...I will call you out to your face. BUT since I have not seen this person in a while and do not usually communicate with them...well I has to do it this way. Sorry but his latest rant de jour blog on myspace concerning the evils of love and matramoniy made me giggle hard core. But before i contimue let me give my darling readers a back story (brina...if I leave anything out I apologize...I was trying to kinda sorta forget a lot of stuff but feel free to add to this if you want mmmkay!)

Once upon a time (2000-2001) In a land far away (Winter Garden/ocoee/gotha/windermere) There was a beautiful princess who was bff's with another beautiful princess in a magical kingdom called High School. Beautiful Princess Brina was in a relationship with a young man who had a younger brother. Beutiful princess michelle was totally (for some reason) infatuated with younger brother even though he was A)4 years younger B)In a relationship and C)Kinda grody.

Princess michelle and erik fooled around for about 3 months before he decided to remain faithful to his girlfriend which was noble but still completley broke her heart and made her feel worthless. In an irronic strange twist of fate...his girlfriend developed a slight Bi-courious girl crush on princess michelle...AWKWARD!

Luckily everything worked itself out and both princess are (thankfully)much better off with out them.

Now back to the story at hand. Erik writes 2 kind of blogs on myspace. He either c&p song lyrics from diffrent bands showing his tragiclly emo (whether he admits it or not) lifestyle or blogs bashing his current ex who eh is "So over" but yet still likes to write about because he is so happy to be out of a "toxic relationship". The break up was over a year ago.

Today he wrote his thoughts on weddings (really erik? weddings?)

I won't go into all the wonderfull advice he gave but one part made me laugh...really hard...





Contrary to popular belief, i was actually raised in a very aristocratic high class style of living. I chose this type of life because that life is something for the weak of mind dying to gain approval from other fakes and hypocrites.

High class living and all the high class parties are reserved for the sycophantic leeches of society striving to be what they are not,

I....in fact am descended from such high standings but chose the freedom to be what i want to be, regardless of who i am and what stature i can hold if i so chose to go back to that life. Aristocracy is in my blood and in my life, not a lot of people can say that, but the trailer trash wish for this status so much, even though i love and admire the freedom they have to be themselves.


WHAT?!?!?! dude I went to you house I met your parents...Ariticratic? i think not! But maybe Im wrong. Maybe I missjudged. Brina...you knew them longer and I belive met more of the family...were they aristicratic?


Happy Thoughts!

Michelle"WTF!"Gasaway

Not Me Monday_preganancy edition

I know I know. i swore this blog wouldn't turn into a "look at me look at me I'm a pregnant attention whore!" blog and thus far i think I have done a good job. But as I sit down to write my nmm I realize...Everything I did this week pertains to baby things...so here goes

*warning this blog will contain sorta nasty things...just sayin*

ok

So I did not drag..er...I mean...join david in a trip to babies r us to get look at carseats and get totally distracted by everything else that we really reall don't need while trying to convince him in a very mature (whinny) voice that we totally did need things like a mini motorcycle for the baby or a baby sized tiara (seriouslly...come on...my child needs a tiara!)

I also did not get incrediblly snippy when the salse lady kept walking past us and ignoring us helping all the other mommies who were there with babies or at the very least a visibale baby bump and then have the guts to finally aproach us and say "Sorry i wanted to make sure I helped all of the expectant mommies first. So who are you looking for friend relative baby shower?"

And I did not give her the squinty eyes >;( and tell her that next time she shouldn't just assume the fat girl standing in the aisle was looking for a friend.

nope that would have been rude and uncalled for and made someone fell embarrassed.

I did not have to (and folks this is where it kinda gets gross) retire the thongs for a while in lew of Granny panties because the snail trail was getting outta control down there...if ya know what I mean.

My boobs did not get bigger and I did not go decide that I would wear sports bras fro the next 7 months simply to keep from buying new bras.

I have not totally become obsessed with MTV'S 16 and pregnant to the point of screaming things at the television like "OMG! Do not leave that baby on the table un-attended!" or "Geez woman! just leave him...he obviously isn't father material"

I did not get weepy watching a Flintstones vitamins commercial.

And I did not absolutely did not crave a cigarette when i happened to smell my neighbors smoking (no worries though...I quit and haven't lit up once since I found out I was with child.

BUT I did...

See my midwife this week hear the heartbeat and find out I was measuring a week ahead so i am actually 11 weeks not 10! woot! that means only 2 more weeks and i will be in the safe zone! YAY!!!!

Scary Adventures!

So yesterday my girlfriend J called me up and asked if I was in the mood for a field trip. My response? The home is cleaned, laundry done, Mail checked and dinner ingredients sitting out in prep mode. David won't be home till eight and we of course will be home wayyyy before that. And seriously who turns down a field trip?!?!?! I mean seriously? So J comes over and we hang out for a bit. David in the meantime comes home early.Which is cool. I don't have to leave a note now! We all visit and then "the girls" head out. Now a few things before I continue...


1)We were going to a place called Pipe Dreams which is 1/2 head shop and 1/2 porn shop.

2)This place...is in pine hills (or more com manly known to locals as Crime Hills)

Immediately upon entering my sinuses flared. If you have ever been in a head shop before you know they always have incense of a various nature. I love incense...I do. But my sinuses do not appreciate it on a massive scale and when it is about 20 different types...just sayin.

So here we are walking around me looking like I am severely depressed and feeling like my head is going to explode but giggling hysterically none the less.

Enter...the old guy behind the counter. Who thought two young giggly ladies were the perfect people to talk to and opened with this beaut of a question...

"If you came home and caught some girl giving your man head...is that cheating?"

My answer..."ummmm yea...I would have to cut a bitch"

apparently this answer makes me a prude ;(

At some point the conversation got around to the question "are you into kinky stuff like torcher, wax, cutting?"

*sigh* Long story short he invited us to "The Dungeon" in the back.

Now before I carry on and tell you just how incredibly awesome (no I'm not even kidding) this place was let me first say this.

J is brave. I on the other hand put on a good "brave" face. In reality..I am totally a chicken shit.

And as we exited the store through the back and followed this guy I had a number of thought running through my head

1)hmmmm I wonder if the are open for business right now?

2)This is kind of surreal...in an almost scarey way...like a rob zombie movie

3)holy shit! people get dead in rob zombie movies...and not in pleasing ways either!

4)We are going to die...this guy is the front man to death operation like in hostel...i know it!

Now obviously...I was wrong. As far as the room goes...awesome. Whips chains racks chairs cages it had everything! Including a stylist chair and Movie star mirror surrounded by lights so you could do your hair and make-up. Not nearly as scary as I was thinking it was going to be (you know because I frequent BDSM lifestyle Dungeons so often! lol)

It is called The Woodshed Orlando. Look it up...they has a website...with pictures!

and the best part...

It had a Hello Kitty Welcome mat!

So thanks J for the fun field trip!

Thanks to all the great people at pipe dreams!

And thanks to our personal tour guide for The woodshop!

And sorry david for getting home late and not having dinner ready till 9:30! lol

Happy thoughts!


Michelle "Hey whats this for?" Gasaway

OMG! A spider as big as my head was on the fridge!

ok ok so maybe not as big as my head but big enough for me to squeal like the girly girl that I am. Not that I hate spiders. I don't. they (for the most part) are good and eat bugs and are very artistic with web design and what not. And some dare I say it are really very pretty...just not when they are on my fridge near my food or crawling on me. Poor spider...if I had seen it before hand I would have tried to set it free outside. As it is it crawled from the door to my hand as I was opening it and scared the crap out of me....and is now in spidy heaven

Sad about the spider thoughts

Michelle"this so doesn't go with my warrior princess alter ego...but I'm sure xena had her phobias to..right?"Gasaway

Speechless

Ummm...really?

an AHA! moment...kind of

So I have a couple of confessions.

1) When I was younger...I loved the Jerry Springer show. I did. This was of course before it became the trashy crap fest that it is now (it it even still on the air? really?) I had a totall crush on steve and his sexy ass bald head and I totally loved judging the people on the show with the audience members.

2)The ones I judged the most were the unfaithful people who thought that reveling themselves on the show was ok. And I judged the people they were cheating on the most. I remember thinking "If it was me and someone cheated on me and then acted like that with no remorse and obviouslly did not want me...I would leave immedietlly. Why fight for someone like that?


I now know...for a fact...if david did that...i would totally fight for him.

Now let me explain he has not ever EVER cheated on me and I know in my heart he never would.

But last night i had a trully awful terrifying dream. and this is what happend


In my dream david and I were sitting in a restraunt having dinner. He was quiet for the most part until he suggested that it would be a good idea for me to sleep with other men. At first I thought he was joking but soon realized he wasnt. He confessed to sleeping with our friend (and keith's long time roomate) jennie. I was heartbroken. But I forgave him and we went home. Later Keith called and invited us to his house for a small gathering saying "we figured david and jen could hook up again"

I said no and then after hanging up realized he didn't say jennie...but jen (who is his other roomie...whom I really don't like)

I confronted david who laughed and said "yeah....sorry I didn't sleep with jennie I slept with jen...she was a virgin (at this point I knew it was dream) and it was pretty fun.

The rest of the dream consisted of me in tears and heartbroken beging him to break things off and stay with me and to love me yadda yadda yadda.


I woke up in tears and physically ill.

But I know for a fact that this is exactlly how I would act in this situation and I understand now why they have fights break out on episodes of springer (because all the story's on that show are real...right!?!?!?!)

This is just another example of how peoples (or at least my) percpectives change when you fall in love I guess.


Enlightend Thoughts!


Michelle"I hate these kinda dreams"Gasaway