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I have been wondering what to post on this blog, considering, anyone can view it whenever they would like.

This fact has led me to believe I need to watch what I post on here, and not post anything that is too offensive, or would give my life away to those who do not know me.

Well, fuck that shit.

I swear, burp, fart, am loud, and in no particular order. Sometimes I burp a swear word, other times I fart. And mind you, I may not let you know when I do pass gas. So, beware.

I am sick of all of the bitching at my place of work. The bitching annoys me. It makes me want to yell at people and tell them to shut the hell up and work. Isn't that what you are paid to do?

It is lightning out at the moment. Thundering too. My dog, Nola, is sitting at me feet, which is also located next to a whole lot of plugged in power cords. This is not a good idea.

I am going to see Willie Nelson in concert tomorrow. I think I might even smoke pot!

There. Now, I have it out of my system. Posting inappropriate things on my blog. HA.

4th of July

It's sad; fireworks have barely slowed my driving.

OPI polish- I am obsessed with this polish brand.

Bikes- Boots and boys? Try BIKES, boys, boots. In that order.

"Don't worry, she's friendly!"

Is it not enough that my dog has a bright, purple harness on? And her tail waves back and forth at a pace of 120 wags per minute?

She is not the most well behaved dog, but her intentions are good. Isn't that what it's all about? Intentions? Even if her words don't come out right, rather, she accosts you with a jumping kiss that is bounced off your mouth, she really does have the best intentions.

I am sitting on my front porch, waiting for this sky to decide whether to open up and rain steady, or pass over and save us our drowning plants. I actually don't have any plants that are drowning from all of this recent rain. Just a mountain bike that begs to be taken out.

I am using the rain as an excuse to sit here and relax, instead of going out hiking, running, or riding. It is a nice recluse from being on the go all of the time. Although, I feel that I only say I am on the go a lot, when in all actuality, the truth of the matter is far from that.

Which is why I feel guilty sitting here doing nothing. I've been feeling guilty for a lot of things lately...