Gary Busey is seriously cray.
I can’t believe I just wrote “cray.” God help me.
Random Shit From Today:
- So I go shopping at lunch today, because what better way to lose weight than not eating? and yes, shopping IS exercise (at least the way I do it is, ha!) so because I am currently a Chunkster, I wear a pair of black leggings and this cute sweater tunic I bought at LOFT then I get to the store and I’m all shedding puffs of beige all over the place and it’s like I’m wearing a fucking mountain goat or an alpaca or something, oh wait, I think the sweater is part alpaca!, well, hell, no wonder!
- P.S. Longest run-on sentence in here yet. I think. Not even trying that again. Whew!
- I had to remember all of that (above) because when I go back to my self-text from lunchtime, this is what my mentally-challenged Siri got out of it: “So go shopping at lunch today because what better way to lose weight and did not eat half the shopping is great exercise at least the way I do it is so because I’m a Chuckster these days I want my black leggins and decided on this week cute I bought sweater tunic I bought at lost when I get to the store now up shedding them think that little bar all over it so I’m wearing amount of fucking mountain goat.” FAIL.
- I am in a never-ending battle with Wormy Kitty. Now that she has her own bedroom (let’s just stop here and note that my fucking cat HAS HER OWN BEDROOM), she likes to push her catnip mice under the door. I notice, keep sticking them back under, return five minutes later and there are THREE mice on the floor. Now the dogs have taken to playing with the catnip mice. I read that it won’t hurt them, and that some dogs do indeed get a little “frisky” from that shit. I know the New Dog does. He’s been caught humping a blankie after a vigorous round of Smash The Catnip Mouse. Never a dull moment around here, nope.
- I’ve started calling the furbabies “Nachos” when I leave the house. Like, “See you later, Nachos!” and “I’m Nacho Momma!” Don’t ask me why – they don’t resemble a chip, sour cream, guac or even a jalapeno.
- Siri? You seriously SUCK ASS. How on earth did you get “they don’t resemble a chip Tetterton are shredded cheese sour cream free to helping you weird like that”????
- I give up. I need to just pull the fucking car over and write this shit down!






HAHAHAHHA There’s a song out called Nachos. It fits your situation. Hip Hop though… not sure if that’s your thing. I remember you talking about your extensive knowledge of Tupac a while back. LOL
I kid because I love.
I love you for kidding about that Two Pack shit!
Haa! Shopping is good exercise! Unless you’re like me and do 99% of it online. Whoops.
Isn’t it exercise to reach for your card and read the CCV on the back, even if you are shopping online?
BTW – I totally agree with you on the Gary Busey front. That mother fucker is so crazy the Z’s packed up and wanted nothing more to do with him.
That’s why cray is sticking in your head.
I heard rumor that Y’s are planning to walk soon, too. So don’t be alarmed when you just start thinking that the mother fucker is cra. It’s totally normal.
For the record, Siri is a judgemental whore who is never satisfied with my grammar… I’ve got your back, sister.