I've bin slowly but steadily reading my book "the last living slut" by: Roxana shirazi ....
Now I'm dun dun & free of all the sex & pity me bull shit & i no that i at first rote a blog about it (don't no haw to past the link on sorry) & raved about it gave it hyip & i am sorry for that & have told my self i will tell people about the book i am reading but will not say what i think antill I'M DUN. My bad sorry :). Just got a WWWEEE bit excited to read a little something raw i guess that turned out dull???? At first Roxana grabs you by the tit's McGee & holds you there why'll she talks about her views on slutisim....YES!!! I guess it's weird but interesting. you can't tell me if you stumbled on a new definition on what a "slut" means you would not read it? OR MAYBE you rely would not? who rely nose I'm not your brain RITE....RITE.
She goes on in the beginning starters of her life which i thought was rely crazy & loved reading about that but as soon as she has a seizure from Way to many drugs WWWEELLL you loose me there sister there is only SO many times i can read or watch about threesomes or orgies till i rather cut my tung out.Please don't get me rang love the sex & all that hooo-hhhaaa greatness but after a why'll of any thing & the human mind gets bored (god dam achene movies)
AND then BAMB it just ends with her on a plane back home trying to forget the last 5 or whatever years of her life..............OW SORRY I JUST FELL ASLEEP.......don't get me wrong this lady is a bad ass but not up on my kick ass list. what rely arced me is the way she saw rock & roll , like it was only just the crazy sex party's & bull shit that made rock & roll up?? WHAT??.....NO NO NO & NNNOOO! I get the sex, drugs & rock & roll saying but a lot of band's that fall only in to sex & drugs SSSSUUUUCCCCKKKKKK! To rely own that kick ass rock god felling it has to be every thing you want , its what you eat you breath what you step in every day & never want to leave it has to be a life style not just a " sex game". Most of the book felt sliced up & have hearted i think she should have waited after school stuff that she was doing to right this book i think it would have had more energy , more life in to it? But that's just me so if you read *the last living slut* tell me what you think.
*now here's a clip on the book*
"RRRRIIPPPP!!!" My back goes as I try to move a patient on Friday night. "I'm dun" I think "I'm fucking 25 & I'll never work again." yes that's me at work riping my back out & the thoughts going threw my mind. I've yanked my back out one's before falling down the stares of my apartment. (go figure right) This time I was scared shitless, So I drank my half bottle of wine & downed a muscle relaxer & I know you all telling me." ow that's so not safe tisk ,tisk tisk." well when you are in this much pain you will do whatever to make it go way. Whatever! BAM! I was out in sleep zone dreaming about fucking zombies & god knows what. Up the next day with a swirling world of head fucking migraines . "OW fun FML ." woke up took some ibuprofen & a muscle relaxer & started stretching getting shit dun & chilling with my amazing gramma who just had a major frontal lobe stroke & has been not her self since. I miss her & wish she could help me with her self. which could never happen i get it. So i slap on a smile & tell her how proud of her i am for being the tough little Irish women i grew up with & to never give up.
my mother, my gramma & me before the stroke
It was her birthday on Friday she turned 87 & i was planing on bringing her shopping. I call her the teenager of the group & even with every thing she will still be that woman. when i went to see her she showed me haw she could sing happy birthday & kick her legs like a can can dancer , we even had a cake fight witch was good to see her laugh & smile. It was a good day.
Saturday i walked in the world of baby's. my old high school Friend just had a baby & it was so surreal seeing what two people can make into one......its just mind boggling LOL. The hole time everyone was like "your next" like in a horror film ware there's a "DOM DOM DOM" right after the "your next." part & don't get me wrong i would like kids or a kid one day but i still fell like I'm 19 stuck in a 25 year old body? But all & all it was nice seeing this little puff of sun shine coowing & gurgling.
this is probably what my kid would look like?? FML
NOW Sunday ow lovely Sunday where to start?...... I woke up a ball of random unorganized scattered brain cells lets put it where i was taken over but lovely lovely rock & roll blasting in my head & a huge urge to be 16 & reckless all over again. It was Sunday the Killswitch engage show was today. I had bin stretching & heating my back up for this day to probably just pull it out all over again. But i did not care, to be in the world of rock & roll screaming the lyrics that you no by heart & hearing the hole arena singing right with you is an amazing feeling , dancing & head banging with random people giving you high fives & putting me on there shoulder's because I'm the only girl down in the pit is crazy. knowing at any moment these giant guys could squish me like a bug if they wanted to but no. I went with my fiance & a friend of his who's known for fighting , i could not wait to see him in a pit with the rep he has. The old singer from killswitch engage was back "Jesse". This was a show we could not miss , we got soaked getting tickets & walking back to uno's to watch the bruins game & get a little more drunker then we already were. Then it was time :) 7pm was here & we wear ready.
the drunken mind of me???
Wean we got there i had to Piss & found the need to take a picture of my belt & shoes? not sure why but i did & thought i share it with you all? LOL .....we saw some other rely cool bands while waiting like "Every time i die" & "Vanna" witch were good as well. But i wanted my BOYS!
I was having fun but getting antsy i was ready to scream there lyrics & get rowdy & tired of waiting but then it was time :)
THEY ARE BACK!!!!!! :)
here are some pics.
HERE'S MY FAVORITE SONG
At the End of the show i wanted water sooo badly i would have dun something dum for a bottle of beautiful water BUT instead i just want to the local honey farms & both some water instead :)
I pulled a elbow muscle and forgot how bad the smell of men's sweet was BBLLAA!!!! BUT it was a night i will never forget & weekend
Monday....... ow Monday was patriots day & marathon Monday wear i did Landry & tyred to get a tan. thinking i had failed at it then finding out at work that i was crispy red, finding this out by one of the patients slapping me on the arm & asking if it hurt?......"YES THAT FUCKING HURT WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU!" Is what was going on in my head & this went on for quite a while with different patients pinching, slapping & scratching to see haw burnt i rely was. it was almost like all 22 patients wear calling each ether saying "hey the burnt PCA is coming to you ,give her a good slap on the arm for me will ya." Evil Evil patients. stuck at work getting slapped ow geezz. but at work was chill waiting for people to come in from the marathon who did not drink enough water or thought that no water & tons of alcohol & no shade was a good idea. Well its not you get to see my silly self. but before the flood of dehydrated people we went on aware brakes we got to have a little giggle time like this.
Gangstar PCA & yes i no i don't look burn here
for some reason me & my other employ that it was funny that she had one pant leg up & had a huge giggle fit :). it was much needed before the flood of people. so we sat in the cafe acting like gangstars , what can i say hospitals make you crazy wean your there more then your at home. for some rezone i had the song "Monday bloody Monday" stuck in my head and singing it by mistake while drawing blood from a patient & i think the song really goes "Sunday bloody Sunday" & the patient was looked at me crazily. HAHA...sorry. Walked out the room with a sorry look on my face & tubes of blood in my hands. the night went on ware every one just had drinking on the mind knowing all normal 9 to 5 people wear drinking and having a giggly old time , not saying we don't hate our jobs but we are allowed to get a little jealous from the 9 to 5ers , but we find our fun don't you weary.
Now i just also realized this is the second Irish song about the wars in Ireland & i don't mean to be morbid but its the songs that get stuck in my head , there is just no controlling what pops up in there. its just random???
found this blog on my computer from the weekend lol guess i forgot to send it.
So this morning I am righting from my cell in my work parking lot at 6:47. I had picked up some extra shifts at work & had bin felling like a big old farty BLA robot & ppl THERE is nothing BLA about robots so we had a issue. So after a nether sleepless painful shift I took a kitty cat nap & want out to see a fun kick ass band in Boston in a night club called church. The bands name is JJF "the jimmy johnson files" the lead singer is my fiance's cousin. But i don't gust watch them because he's my fiance's cousin i go because there rely good & i love there lyrics there original.
the band :)
I also got stuck being the designated driver witch i think i need to do more often my friends & family wear funny as fuck lol & found a bunch of pitcher's i don't remember.
it was rely tinny door the boys that was funny???
my friend alan & me
my fiance & his sis & her BF having a blast
We staid the hole night to see the band 2am even & man did my face kill from all the laughter & screaming songs. the next morning i was weirdly wide awake & tackled my day as best i could.
OW & there was a women that could fit threw rackets!!!! i no cool hu here's a video :)
so cool!! nothing to cool after that just neon lights & sterile everything.
The rest of my weekend was bizzy & so much fun with two birthday on Easter. the first one was my friend birthday who has bin threw a lot this past two years with a sudden stroke at the age of 28.
So this Saturday his girlfriend decided to have a surprise birthday party for him to get him out of the gloom and show him haw loved he stile is. We all met at the brickyard in woburn, MA . Me & Kevin had never bin there as well so it was nice to get out of the norm as well. His long time friends & family joined down stares & hid as his girlfriend drags him out of the house & to the down stares of brickyard to get a BOOMING surprise of every ones faces. He was so happy about what his girlfriend did for him & we all had a grate night celebrating his birthday & seeing him smile. Me & Kevin like the brickyard & would probably go back for dinner some day. Any way we left there with both birthday boy & kick ass girlfriend happily drunk god i love those two. On the way home i was thinking ware they would both fall asleep after the birthday boy telling use of places he has fallen asleep. hhhuuummmm? how nose. I did not ask. so here are some pic's from the night.
birthday boy, Kevin & me
PINKY OUT! Kevin&me
the birthday boys girlfriend & my best friend
Goofing around with the Young chap.
Kevin & i making fun of my best friend.
My best Friend & the girl how made that night happen thank you for a grate night.
Next was the day of Easter my step Fathers birthday bash / celebrating Easter Day.
My mother took Easter as a good time to do birthday celebrating and to get my family & my new fiance's family to get to meat etch ether before the wedding happened. witch was a good idea but funny at the same time as embarrassing storys happened i just stood there stuffing my face & smiling waiting for it to stop. Thank god Kevin's family is so cool that they saved me by changing the subject nice & smoothly wear no one notest. THANK YOU.THANK YOU.then everyone got comfortable chatting away drinking drinks & nibbling away my mom came out with a dinosaurs cake. singing "HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLD MEN DA DA DA DA!" & my Sep-father saying "dinosaurs rely?" my mother replayed "well they had a grim reaper cake but i thought that was a little morbid." God i love my mother shes got one hell of a senc of hummer.
old man cake with love.
So then we did the site around & watch the birthday boy open all his gifts thing & just before you thought it was calm & a boring watching the birthday boy open his gifts ceremony thing my mom leaned over & gave bob a big old BLUE FROSTING birthday kiss & it looked like this.
blue frosting kiss
This is my mom's sec. marriage & after years of it old being me & her she has some one else to give her blue frosting kiss to. Bob is a grate guy who fits in aware life's grate & makes my mother very happy. At the end of the day we sat around the dining room table & played crapes & watched my little Nessie do balloon rockets which i had fun seeing her laugh & giggle it was a good ending to the weekend. Happy birthday to the Easter boys of the weekend.
My day started with a Ke$ha alarm clock going off at 5:00am like always in my ear. zombie like movement getting ready threw the house & playing music to help me wake up & get ready for the 12hr. day shift I'm about to do. BLA!! I was very happy that i did not just say "fuck it I'm drinking coffee" & went to tea instead. *go me :)* Ended up siting on my ass tile 3pm & reading my book. THEN the heavens opened wean my work told me i could GO HOME :) YYYYEEESSS!!!! some one likes me some ware i thought. I ran out of that hospital so fast you would have thought i was having a baby witch i was not & if so i would have just gone up stare to the baby floor not out the door people. hehehe.
(WAW! I sound like a drown right now. so this is what i sound like after going out? cool.)
The night started up with my boo molly who lives right down the street coming over & use getting prettied up & taking pic's. Being silly to prove i can clean up. For some resin people think i cant ? I don't understand why? So i got in to a mini skirt & i clicked & clacked all on boylston st. to prove my point , even thought i felt a little silly being in a mini skirt with a light jacked on & it being windy & a little nippy out.
We gathered aware things & headed out to scoop up my cousin Ginny & wondering what i was getting all of use in to. A Friend of mine from work was having her birthday at the under bar in Boston. So i thought it mite be fun to check it out. only finding out that a few hours before hand that it was straight up Latin club night. laughing to my self thinking this is going to be funny as FUCK! Seeing 2 Irish & 1 one i think polish girl getting there groove on to some straight up Latin music. now i love all types of music i even have some Latin club music on my phone just SO YOU GUYS NO. But by the time we got there the line was SO LONG & in stead of what i was told was going to be $10 to get in jumped to $20. now i love dancing & i love my friend but i was cold & no way in hell I'm paying my drinking money on going in a Latin club & being fully sober * judge me all you want* So we scratched that & ended up in Gypsy bar rite down the street. I've heard they have jelly fish there & have bin dieing to go just to see the jelly's. I love sea life & particularly jelly fish, octopus & squid don't ask me why i just find them so interesting & crazy what they are all about.
not a very good pic's but there i am :)
Finely walked in a worm place we got aware drinks & sat down, chilled out for a bit while starting aware night off right with some chit chat. The Gypsy bar was so colorful we got there a little before the crowd came in & wear able to take some fun pic's with some of the red lights & jelly's.
Ginny&molly
*If you don't like pictures this is not a blog for you*
After some drinks we wear ready for getting aware groove on we checked in aware coats & checked out the dance floor to find one single guy brake dancing. He was swinging his arms & legs twirling on his head ,drinking water like it was going out of style. He was very interesting & i could not help but think what it took to get in the "brake dancing " world? And was that what he was doing practising so hard to getting in to this invisible world? who nose? But shortly after one of my favorite parts of my night happened. COUGARS!! On the dance floor just POPPED out of no ware, invading the brake dancers time & they wear getting there groove on. They wear ssooo happily drunk that they didn't care what was playing or who was around they just wanted to dance & kudos to them. Now i was going to video tape this but they wear having so much fun that i didn't want to ruin it for them, instead i WOWED them on grabbed Ginny & Molly & danced with thaws crazy cats.
We even had fun in the bathroom & in the hall way with these rely cool circle red lights.
The DJ played some rely good house music some salt & pepper to. I had fun dancing & was happy the dance floor was not packed with people. Ginny & molly are some of the best people to dance with. They never try to be Sirius dancers they just love having fun & moving & grooving however they feel singing along with the music not caring how See's or hears. But that's what going out is all about , having fun not giving a shit & I'm happy i have close family & friends to do that with, i would be losed with out these 2 in my life rely. In a way they guide & mold me to stay true to who i am wean some times i feel like i get losed. We left the club just at the right time & talking about going to a bar closer to ware Ginny lives. But for got that Molly had to get up rely early for work the next day we went back to the car ware then we had even more fun with blaring The Cranberries & rolling all the windows down for Ginny to hear & started lips singing the words, being goofy & dramatic in Molly's face as she giggled profusely. It was the perfect ending to a rely good night i could not have asked for any thing better.
So i wok up at 9am drove Kevin to work my "fiance" got home & sat down i realized haw much my lower back is hurting. witch makes me feel a little old knowing I'm only 25. I guess that's what happens wean i am jumping & wiggling in high heel. but to my luck my feet feel fine & no blisters YAY for ones. So now i am chilling in Kevin's sweats & my favorite NOFX sweatshirt righting this blog. And yes i broke down & had normal coffee no turbo shots for this Chicky. so to end this blog I'm going to leave you with a music video &
After weeks & weekends i feel of drooling work & endless hospitals I get a weekend to my self *BIG SIGH * This Friday I am going "clubbing" at this place in Boston named under bar. Here's a link------> http://www.underbaronline.com/index.php?mod=gallery I guess i was there ones but i was a little obliviated & i was in funeral cloths so you no i was wicked S.E.X.Y. NOT!!! Don't no what i was thinking? OW ya um maybe "get me the F**k out of this funeral & get me SO drunk i wont remember it." So I'm not a very big "clubber" but if you have some music to groove to i will be there dancing on your door step......no but rely i will.So I've bin doing the girly thing & freaking out about what to wear because i have nothing "clubby" OR i that i didn't BUT i do have glittery & shimmery so let's hope my glitter & shimmer Duse the "clubbing" trick shall well see. THEN Saturday,Sunday are Birthdays / Easter parts. so LOTS of pic for the world or who ever reads. NOW a little clubby music for you folks.
All rigthy tighty good morning. This morning i have decided that i am going to TRY to blog every day......maybe? That mite get old rely quick hu? UMMM well maybe lets say twice or three times a week. YA that sounds better. OK So coffee WTF is up with coffee i don't like drinking it. but her i am every F**KING fantastic morning chugging it down my thought like it crack or something? I picked up drinking coffee again last week because of my OW YES "night shifts". i was drinking it with Fing turbo shots & tuns of shugger. you should have seen me on that shit its fucking funny as hell :). so now that the night shift "evil little fuckers" are over i get these very evil little bitch migraines THAT i must say are not fun & make me sound like a little Wayne bitch. But hear i am at 11:23am doing what drinking this silly silly stuff.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->>>>>>
And i just finished the last of my cup & instead of getting good old fashion shugary loveliness i get coffee grinds because I'm using a coffee maker from the olden days. YYYAAAYYY!
Now why are people so all about coffee? I get that with the weird work hours and all it helps. but back wean the coffee bean was first found why did that one person trust the native that gave it to him or her? And why the hell did he or she not try it & yell out "WTF IS THIS!' After tasting it or just " your joking right?" I mean was there a girl or guy involved ware some one said she or he would do what ever you want if you just sell this back in the USA??? I think i will look it up in stead of rambling about these thought.-------> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coffee <------------For your reading pleasure folks. I was way off about this coffee thing its kind of like we are drinking some kick ass cool history that you actually want to no about or to me it is. But you got to read about the coffee to no the coffee. Now i feel like a little bit of a ass for talking shit about the coffee. Sorry coffee buuttt i stile hate what you do for me. We are not in a relationship, i am engaged coffee & yes ill stop stocking you & drinking you as well. So now wares the tea at :). Hopefully ill be able to crass over nice & head ace free, ow haw i like to dream.
But on other news i finely found a mouth watering,not fat,not filed with MSG chines food place hear in waltham , MA. I got to chill with my cuz Ginny or as some of you no her as "Ginntastic"------------> http://ginnyissassy.blogspot.com/ . We wear in much need of some chines loving & went out looking for a new spot, witch end up being rite under our nose's & ended in awear stomachs. We got to ketch up on all the crazy stuff happening in our lives and she helped me figure out this blogger website a little better sens i was rely not getting it. Hopefully i can fallow in her foot steps for a descent blog.
well working the evening shift (3-11p) & going to try & get my fat ass of this chair & work out be for 3pm , well wish me luck blog ya later.
So this morning after having a very random one lovely day off, i was disturbed by People talk smack or should i say all week talking smack , about me? Whats up with that? I don't think i poke in places i don't belong & i think i just do my own thing, & get lost in my books & hang out with my Friend's. SO then why must "women" or "girls" talk smack about me behind my back? why cant they just walk rite up to you or send a e-mail & say "hey something your doing is bothering me can we talk about it?' why is this so hard to do? And the reason i say "females" is well I've never had a guy talk about me behind my back they mostly just say whats on there hairy chest's right there & then.
I guess one of the smack talking was how I'm not continuous with things.That I'm in to something & then dropping it the next few months or so.
OK so yes i no this about my self. I'm a fucking skater brain. At EVERYTHING. i mean my own fiance now's this about me & he even has a hard time listening to me talk because i talk about 5 different things in minutes. As this blog nose i dropped the ball on it for a year, NOT HIDING IT. said it in my first blog back. But it does not mean i do not care about everything i try & do, i try I'm just me & like a lot of famous quotes go "if you don't like who or what i am then leave." or something like that?
Over the years I've gotten better at sticking to stuff or not throwing things in the air like glitter and just watching as it passes me by.
So hear i am a 25 years old fucking scatter brain asking for women to just stop talking shit behind my back & to just be a grown person & be as blunt as you want to me i think i can handle it. I work in a hospital ware i get cursed at,spat at, kicked,screeched & ow yes my fav. bitten, peeped on & shat on. so I'm good. Just be free with your bad ass Chicky selves.
But i no this will probably just not happen, & it shocks me because I'm nothing new? nothing grate to talk smack about? but ow well, i feel better now............ROCK OUT & HAVE A GRATE DAY! (big smile)
So i thought i would talk about this new book I'm reading on my kick ass hand-me-down NOOk. WOOT! WOOT! To electric hand-me-down stuff. YA BABY! NO SHAME! I kind of feel like a gangster LOL. no but really i was really iffy about going over to the nook side. i love reading. I'm not very quick at it but at my own little steady reading way i cant stop doing it. its like a drug but just with your mind AND you don't get all the crazy side affects. So i like to read everything to anything not very picky as long as it catches my Dyslexic brain. I've falling in love with reading about rockers. I'm a huge rock & roll fan as well :). Now the book i stumbled on while looking for a good read is " The last living slut" By:Roxana Shirazi. NOW if you like raw partying, slutty, mindless don't give a fuck sex reading about a girl twisted in her own crazy self of a life then take a peek but I'm telling you once you start you cant stop reading it. No mater how uncomfortable you feel or squirmish you get in your seat. you just want to know what happens next. And I'm not even fully done reading it & thins is definitely the most different book i have ever read. But i will say this. Go in with a open mind.
Its just what a raw rock & roll groupie would seem like, or is in this tale.
So Enjoy to the people that dare to read the tale of Roxana.I feel like there needs to be a scary laugh after that?? And if you want to make one out loud go right ahead. NO SHAME! " GO TEAM LEONARD!"
So just for life's information after a work day i am drink at 7:12pm on a Monday & wean working in the hospital field, i highly recommend drink whenever you feeeeeeeelllll. Else i believe you will crack & go crazy! SO now with what that lovely note , I'm going to go drink the rest of my alcohol & eat rely good food. PEACE!
I forgot to talk about my dream that i had last night. I got to fight some buffy the vampires VAMPIRE'S. It was kind of epic in its weird dream stated way. The house did not fit the dream and the vamp's were not as lame as some very bad vamp's movies. These vamp's kicked ass and i think i told them so too? HA! can you imagine having an epic fight with some kick ass vamps. then sort of pausing turning from running & saying " Hey spike you look so much better in my dream then in buffy." then just going back to running as fast as you could up a flight of stairs. HA! i think that would be a good part of a comical movie like the movies Leslie Nielson was in. hehehehe. Love the happy amusement i get for those little things. And just as i was about to jump out the front door & turn around & yell out HA! In the now ash of what used to be the big bad vamp. i woke up to my kesha alarm clock.
Now as much as i was a Buffy fan & will watch it when its on for a few. i have to say it was mmmm.....comical acting made in the 90's & ending in 2003. I even remeber when i was little acting out buffy with some of my friends in the playground. I will not be embarassed by that either. But dont get me wrong now i watched the show but not religiously just as much as a normal kid would. At the same time who does not want to pretend there a tough blond kicking evil vamp's butt when you are new at a new school. WELL FOLK'S THIS CHICK DID!! THIS CHICK!!
So......ware to start after i think a hole year of not blogging? I guess like nothing has ever changed just jump right on the crazy train rite?....rite. Today i worked a normal human being work shift in stead of the 8hr. night shifts for five days straight with crazy Nana's & papa's pushing the call lights & staying up all night parting it up & driving me crazy. Now i no there are some people out there that normally work night & kick big time ass at time. But me welllll haw do i put this? Its like a love / hate relation ship in a way. See folks i work at a hospital & because of this its like that one sexy,crazy ex-boyfriend you had that you had to brake up with because it was sooo not good for your health to be with that crazy guy. But it took you forever to leave him. Well that's ware i am and night shift are just that. I love it because it usually quiet & not crazy BUT i hate it because they give use more work then we can handle some time & at five am in the morning is just not OK. some times i wish i was that stretchy guy on fantastic five for me joy it would get so much stuff dun. OW & for get being calm wean 4am hits your running around as quick as your two lags will make you go & trying not to look like a dear in headlights wile talking to your self while drawing as much blood & doing as many EKG's as passable (NO THIS IS NOT SEXY). I rely think there should be a contest some day to see haw much of a art we could make blood drawing? Like haw quick & haw much skill they will have + haw you are with the Passion & if or if not you leave a bruise. yes this is what i think of at 3am in the morning every time i work a night shift. And why you ask am i rambling on about work? well because some times wen there is something bothering you people tell you to right it down or talk about it & i thought this would be kind of funny. So there you have it folks my little ramble on night shift & haw it makes me want to just puke. For my first blog back this one probably licks socks BUT ow well maybe next time it will be better.
so to no one from me there you are.
