Squirrel Power

My alter ego. I wish :)

Sweet Spot

Today Kroger had hummingbird feeders on clearance for $1.27. I was so ecstatic I bought a feeder and two reduced priced packages of feeder mix. I propped the sugar-water bowl outside against a window. So far no buzzing visitors, except for some gnats and mosquitos. Maybe I have just guaranteed that double the insect population is going to visit me this spring. I have a feeling that the sweet fragrance of the saccharine swigger will not be able to compete with the overwhelming stench of cat shit and rotting garbage that waft through my windows. Thankfully I got some kitty litter deoderizer today, too. That should keep the fumes below the toxic level for a couple of days. Nothing is going to help my armits, though.
warm weather + squirrel pits = nuclear disaster

T Minus 8 Weeks

No matter how stressful the week gets, or how cold and rainy it is on Monday morning I can always close my eyes and think about the beach that I will be laying on in 2 months. We had orientation on Sat and it went really well. Most of the students in my group seem really nice and motivated.
I wish I could fast forward time, though, and skip out on my three final papers and the physical abuse that the weather is imposing on us all right now.
I bet it snows tomorrow and is hotter than hell on Saturday. Or vice versa.
By the way, bacon egg and cheese biscuits are the best breakfast you can get. I have been eating at the Bulldog Cafe lately trying to grease up my innards. Food is the only luxury I will allow myself this week. I have to focus and stop going out so much - no going out until all hours until this weekend.

Geto Girlz

Sometimes when I'm out with my friends I get this song in my head.

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass ni**a plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass ni**a never runs his fuckin mouth
Cuz real gangsta-ass ni**as don’t start fights
And ni**as always gotta high cap
Showin’ all his boys how he shot em
But real gangsta-ass ni**as don’t flex nuts
Cuz real gangsta-ass ni**as know they got em
And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta
Cuz gangsta-ass ni**as think deep
Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7
Cuz real gangsta ass ni**as don’t sleep

And all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, cocksuckin’, pussy-eatin’ prankstas
Cuz when the fry dies down what the fuck you gonna do
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

Fantabulous Friday Night

Ladies and gentlemen it's Friday and I'm excited. I went to bed last night at 5:30 pm last night and slept until 7:30 am today. Wed night was almost too fun ;) With 14 hours of sleep under my belt I've got two days worth of energy bubbling all over my boday. I'm going to the 40Watt with some folks tonight and getting up early tomorrow for the Cadiz orientation. Hopefully I won't scare the shit out of the students' parents. If you see me out tonight with a drink in my hand, take it away from me.

Unity

This is what I look like today. That's what I get for going dancing and hanging out with friends until 4:30 in the morning.
I had a great time though. :)

Only the Finest in Blogging

Here's a little quiz/survey for the squirrel power reader. Feel free to answer in the comment box:
1) What are you wearing?
2) What is your favorite squirrel?
3) What is your favorite Wesley Willis song?
4) How many times a week do you "pleasure yourself?" (Interpret freely)
5) Why do you read this blog?

Junkie Jive Talker

I saw the movie Ray over Spring Break and was quite impressed with Jamie Foxx's acting. The only thing I had seen him in before was In Living Color - and the only thing I remember Mr. Charles from is the Pepsi commercials in the 80s. "You got the right one baby, uh huh" - it's sick that I can remember that and yet nothing from my algebra class in high school. Jamie Foxx totally deserved his award for his portrayal of a music icon. An icon who I found out was a heroin junkie who got a lot of pussy. No wonder he was smiling and jerking around all the time.

The Last Dance

Spring Break is officially over tomorrow when I get up at 8am to go teach Spanish 1110 at 9:05am. It's probably over right now when I should be doing work but I am instead going to Transmet with Jilly. Oh well. I'll stay up late tonight.
Last night was really fun - I had an impromptu housewarming party and took a group of folks to Go Bar till late hours. We met some really fun international people there and danced for about 3 hours straight to Kim's magic spinning.
So let's see what I've accomplished over this rest stop on the grad school highway:
1) move into the new apt? check
2) decorate and unpack everything? check
3) spend way too much money? check
4) eat my weight in food? check
5) watch lots of movies? check
6) hang out with my mom? check
7) get school work done? nope
8) not drink too much? oops
9) research for my thesis? uh, no
10) excercised? negative
Things I did and did NOT plan for:
1) saw my cats dry humping for the first time. I screamed.
2) slept in until friends phoned me every morning
3) spent a load of $ on new underwear
4) left for brunch at 1 and got home at 6:30 tonight
5) saw people I had never met at the Go Bar
6) had a dream about Tom and a boat

Happy Jeaster!

Whether you hunt for eggs, wear pastels or go to church with your family next weekend - you just can't avoid Easter. The crucifiction celebration that brings us all under an uncomfortable anxiety while we sit through a sermon and then drown our bad feelings in choclate eggs and Sunday dinner.
I'm going to go visit my Dad and inevitabley his pentacostal church next weekend and probably end up watching The Passion of the Christ after lunch. Which reminds me of a really bad joke -
What do you get when you cross a priest with a prune?
A religious movement.

Schizophrenic Lullabies

I have become obsessed with Wesley Willis. I'm so sad that he died. I moved all weekend into my new killer apartment and kept Mr. Willis on repeat. I found that his frantic, angry singing and repetitive keyboard tracks matched my adrenaline and rushing around very well.
A clear sign that I am crazy.

A few choice lyrics:
"Rock over London. Rock over Chicago. Polaroid. See what develops."
"Rock Sadaam Husseins ass"
"If you do not find my Smith and Wesson, I will hit you over the head with my karate stick"
"I am a cocaine addict. I do a lot of drugs. I smoke crack as I speak"

Santa Teresa

It's FRIDAY!!! Spring Break commences at 5:30 pm this evening when I finish my last midterm! I'm in a state of divine ecstasy right now. I have a lot of cleaning and packing to do tonight, but I'm sure I'll find time to go out later. :)

Cadiz, Espana

I just found out today that I'm going to Cadiz for my summer mentor position!! I'm so excited! It's right on the beach in the south of Spain and so close to my old stomping ground, Granada!
¡Que linda oportunidad!
I can't wait to lay on the beach and drink a sangria - whenever I'm not trying to corral the american students into a theater or museum.

Fighting and Biting Ankles

Wow. It's Wednesday already! I'm almost done with the week and I've already attacked two tests and some very awkward personal situations. POW! ZAM!
By the power of Greysquirrel, I am incredibley tired and somehow driven!

And This is My Posse.....

We'll draw blood if we have to....

Single White Ass-kicker

This is how I feel today. I'm going to kick the shit out of this week - ace my tests, pack and clean, grade all my students papers and go out dancing. No more feeling stressed, tired or behind in my work - this is my power week and I will annhilate you if you try to stop me from being productive. Next week I move into my new apt next week and chill out for a while. But until then...
Hiya!!

Goddess in Fringe

Tonight is the big night! The vampire inspired cabaret at the GO! Bar. And three bands: Baryshnikov, The Show is the Rainbow and Something about Vampires and Sluts.
Everything starts around 11:30, so get there around 11 to find a spot, get a drink and prepare yourself for the sensory onslaught. You will not be dissapointed!
Come see me and the burlesque dancers shake it - we do a damn good job!
Enough advertising - I am really excited about tonight, though. We have had dance practice every night for two weeks and I'm ready to finally do this show. I look forward to finishing up and then watching the punk band and getting drunk. I'm going to look like Tammy Faye tomorrow morning when I wake up.

Fumando

Oh Antonio. Only you can make smoking look so damn tasty. And all those creative advertisers at Phillip Morris.
I hope a man of equal sizzle factor comes along with my payment for the mentor position in Spain. Hell, they wouldn't even have to pay me then.