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04 May 2005

A Triple Dog Dare on a Tomato Day

note: my words folder has been neglected for several days so I must become a good linguaphile and use all of my word-a-days up. This post is a direct result of my abuse of my poor, sad email filtering system.

Got a job working at the EvaR Movies. Funny thing is that I'll be one of the few adults who has been alive longer than two decades working there....yes, I'll be working with a LARGE amount of teenagers and young college students. I go in tonight to fill out paper work.

Little stressed already because I'm worried about finding some help with Em during the evenings. Called my cousin, supplicating for her help. She said she would be more than happy to help during the weekends if she and her family have no plans. I just need someone during the week to help with the evening pickup if I'm at work past 6pm. Eh! I'm trying to not be pessimistic. Childcare and support. Gordian feats in my life. Always seem to be.

I need the job (and the mammon) so I wasn't going to turn it down. I've submitted my resume to so many freakin places and have had interview after interview. I'm ready to work. DAMNNABBIT! That's right. I said damnNABBIT! I'm so frustrated that I'm letting the south get to me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to traduce the south or the southern people in anyway. My child is a natural southern. Born in Memphis. Raised in the south. So, I jest.....mostly.

I've been depressed slightly. Feeling overwhelmed and a bit hopeless. Trying to combat it. Not letting the bitches of my illness and situation gorgonise me into my usual suicidal tendencies. I will overcome because I always do. I find a way. I am Naomi....synonymous with labile (and no, I did not just refer to my labia. Get your head out of my vagina...unless you are a talented lover and have references that will extol your gifts....then....PROCEED!).

I keep thinking about moving back to Tennessee where I know my sister would be happy to help. I have Carrie there so I would be entirely ahead of where I am now in the support department, but I can't do it. Not trying to be intransigent. Really I'm not. Ok, you're asking who the hell would I be compromising with. Not a matter of who but with what. I would be compromising my ideas. I can't keep running to another location. Another state. Packing up my child. Packing up our lives. Moving again. Having my difficulties chase us again and again. I can't do it. I want to make things work in one place for a length of time. I want to give that to Em. I want to give it to me, so I guess I am being intransigent. It's important to me to be stable especially since I don't feel it within most of the time.

Moving on...We are the proud owners of two turtles. Steph was getting rid of them, and I said I would take them. Oy Vey! Yes, I like them but the number of animals in my house is increasing. Sophie, one of our cats is pregnant. I've thought so in the past with thankfully being proven wrong, but unfortunately the wanker is getting fat in her obviously growing midsection. Her teets are beginning to protrude. The bitch tricked me the last time she was in heat. She went through her wails for her week that she normally does it or however long she is in heat (no, she's not fixed. NO MONEY, folks!) Well, I thought she was done. For days she was no longer wailing like a banshee. She paltered me into letting her out. She was beating up Veruca and Jolie. She's a meanie when she doesn't get out every now and then. Well, she went out and got herself preggers. And of course, her babies' daddy is no where to be seen. Pusillanimous bugger! (I'd go on and animadvert how it's a reflection of a certain man in...ahem!...my child's life but I'll remain silent). Now I've got to find homes for the little things once they are born and weaned.

Sophie is bugging the hell out of all of us and whining to get out. She's absolute hell to live with right now. Mean as a mothafuck! Either she or Veruca knocked over plants on the bookcase next to the widow. Soil, detritus, and plant everywhere.

Anyone want a cat? Kitten in a few months? Perpend my offer. Free.

... Get this! This lady just came in here and just tried to kick our asses off the computers. She doesn't work here. Um, yeah. Right. I told her that we're not moving until one of the librarians come and tell us it's time to go. Not happening. Keep moving and may your day be one of inermagicsuperfradgacalyisticexdealadociosness!

Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
So when the cat has got your tongue
There's no need for dismay
Just summon up this word And then you've got a lot to say
But better use it carefully Or it may change your life
One night I said it to me girl
And now me girl's my wife!
She's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

(That one was for Carrie!)

There's more to write about but I've met my goal. Used all my words and it's in time for me to head on downstairs to check out the CDs. Then off to do my paperwork. I actually am excited about working at the movie theater. I wouldn't have applied there if I wasn't serious about working there. I wanted the job. I mean....who would pass up free movies. FREE MOVIES! FREE CURRENT MOVIES ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! Aren't you all jealous?! Don't you want to be me?! At least want to hang out with me and use me and shit like that?! hee hee

(doing the Cabbage Patch) I get to watch the movies. For Free. All the time. I get to eat the nachos and drink the Coca-Cola. I get to eat the Milk Duds. Woo Hoo!

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btw....a tomato day is referring to this joke from this post and when I need to catch you up on my life if it weren't obvious to folks.

Ok...I'm moving on now. Nothing to see.

Uhhh! I'm hurt. How do you know that I just don't know that particular song very, very well? I'm offended, my friend. Copied it? COPIED IT?! I'm sure. Like I would cheat. I wouldn't cheat on a dare. I ask you. Would I? WOULD I?!

Ok. Maybe I would. But it was only for bonus points. Not the actual use of the word. I used the word in the post which was the actual dare. And I quote (COPIED...yes, I use and abuse my CTRL+V function regularly...DIRECTLY FROM E-MAIL)

I triple-dog dare you to use this word, "inermagicsuperfradgacalyisticexpdealadociousness"
in your next entry.
p.s. Can you name the film and CORRECTLY spell this word? Extra points if you remember an entire verse--damn, I gave it away!

The film, by the way is Mary Poppins. I didn't use it because it was SOOOOOO obvious. hee hee


I don't know if I should give you credit for that verse. You copied it, didn't you? But I laughed hysterically, so it all comes to the same effect. Great verbage! I am just a little embarassed to say there is one word I can't even get with the context. Turtles! Cool. Remember in the movie Rocky had two turtles named "Cuff" and "Link." The "end of the first date" scene easily makes my list of most romantic scenes in a movie. And speaking of movies, yes, you have the most rockin' job!!

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