There's so much to say and so little time. I just finished my laundry, made my way here, and swiped a computer before anybody else could. Anyway....
 

I was reading an email sent to me by one of my friends today about the 80's. It made me laugh because I do remember lots of the things mentioned considering that the 80s spilled into the early 90s. Here are my thoughts on them:

1. Why were slap bands banned? I really liked those.

2. Saturday morning cartoons rocked! As well as the afternoon ones. Why don't they play good quality cartoons anymore? I enjoyed Gummy Bears, Dark Wing Duck, Duck Tales, Tale Spin, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and Master Piece Theatre (played on a Sunday). Now, local networks play the news in the morning, and networks like Cartoon Network plays crap like Chowder, Total Drama Island, and 6Teen. What happened to quality cartoons? I just have one thing to say to this. I live in the real world people; I don't want to see a cartoon that's living in the real world as well.

3. I really REALLY loved the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I was a huge fan. I even had a sleeping bag with them on it. I wanted to be like Michelangelo. I wanted to just chill out and eat pizza all day and fight crazy ninjas.

4. While I was into my cartoon craze, my older sister was into her early teen phase. Back then, they really did have enjoyable shows, but at the time, I wasn't into that. She was into Blossom, 90210, and Saved by the Bell. I remember her watching those shows. As I got older, TGIF came on, and I got to enjoy Fresh Prince of Bellaire, Family Matters, Step by Step, Boy Meets World, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and many other early 90s sitcoms/shows.

5. New Kids on the Block. My older sister was a huge fan. She even had a shirt with their faces on it. What has happened to that shirt, I'm not sure. New kids went out of style and the shirt became a night shirt and then either was given away or got turned into a rag. Although I believe it most likely was given away.

6. For a time, we actually had leg warmers. Ugly pink leg warmers. I don't know who gave them to us, but we gave them away.

7. In elementary, I was a victim to tights with that little spandex on the bottom to hold them in place under your foot. I even had 'bobbed' hair.

Haven't you noticed how horrible fashion seems to rotate every 20 years? We just got out of the whole 70s bell bottoms and hippy  shirts only to fall into the 80s waist belts and tights. At least the 90s weren't so bad. maybe we can have more belly button pants.

Now that I'm done remembering, her are some more fun things that I've been up to these past few weeks.

VALENTINE'S DAY BUST

Me and two of my awesome friends went out to the club. I ended up drinking too much and feeling tired, but two hours later, I danced it off. My friend from out of town had a blast. I don't think I've ever seen her have so much fun and I'm glad that I could share that with her. we must do it again someday. XD

SAVE A HORSE; RIDE A COWBOY!

LOL! What an experience! My older sister, one of my friends, and myself decided to really get adventurous last week and go to Texas Long Horn. (Bet you thought something else huh? *wiggles eye brows*) It's a club out in the middle of nowhere. (With Courage the Cowardly Dog!!!) Come to find out, it's connected to a truck stop. But the place is huge. It's one of those barns where you would store combines and things like that. Just converted it to a club.

Anyway, we got there at midnight and stood in line in 30 degree weather. It seemed promising when my older sister got hit on by the guy checking the ID's out. (Don't blame her for getting excited, he was cute). We walk in the door, pay, and then walk through another door with smoke coming down. The place was huge! Their DJ is actually in a truck. It doesn't move though, but has a very loud horn.

Well, as normal, we headed for the bar and got some drinks to start the night off. Laughable, they watered down our drinks. I spent most of the night running to the restroom. We tried walking around to mingle a bit but the people were very cliquish and kept to themselves. We couldn't even dance because they wouldn't allow drinks on the dance floor and all they played was country. I've never seen so many people two-step, square dance, or line dance before in my life. I guess the mechanical bull riding in the back should have told us something. Come to find out, it's not a club but a Honkey tonk. We were shocked. We danced maybe four songs. One zydeco (they couldn't dance to this either), Electric Slide (I had to hurry up and learn this one. My older sister remembered it, but i have no clue as to why they would play a hard song for a bunch of drunk people to dance too), and of course two hip hop songs. Of course, my sister and I danced like we would at a normal club. I guess we violated these people. They avoided us like the plague. -__-

Anyway, we left dissappointed, but with a promise to be back to ride the mechanical bull. Save the horse and the cowboy, let's ride a bull!

SKINNY BITCH

That's the name of the book I bought from Books-A-Million the night we went to the Honkey tonk. I thought it was a diet book, but turned out to be a book condoning food. I don't mind Vegans. I have no problem with them, but I do have a problem with them turning a diet book into a legal education course on industrial farming and telling me that the only way I'll be skinny is to eat loads of tofu and soy and starve! Yuck!

MARDI GRAS

I didn't enjoy it that much this year. Last year, I attempted a parade here in the city. Almost got beat up over some stupid beads, and vowed to never return. This year, I made an attempt and realized that my vow should hold true. I couldn't even get to my friend because of traffic and the wierd people who were watching me. So I went home and parked my butt in my chair and read Furuba (Fruits Basket).

I come from a small town inbetween Acadia/Evangeline parish. We celebrate Mardi Gras differently. There's lots of singing, dancing, and eating. And you know, it's fun. You don't get a whole bag of beads to throw when you get  home or plastic cups that collect dust in your cabinet.

Next year, I made a promise to go home to Mardi Gras. You never realize how much you miss something until you leave it. I also promised to bring some of my friends home. They've never seen a real Mardi Gras celebration.

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

Work has been okay. Can't complain. Too afraid too what with the economy being so bad. I do like my job, just the stress kicks my butt around from time to time. I just feel as if I'm totally dependent on my small little check I get every 2 weeks. How sad. :(

SO MUCH TO DO; SO LITTLE TIME

Well, I probably won't be back on for a long time. My little sister's prom is coming up, birthdays, holidays, and then my little sister's graduation from high school. They grow so fast. Just the other day, she was five and running to me to play and now she's 18 with a horrible attitude and bad driving skills. *sigh*

My dad is excited though. She's the baby and he can't wait to get her out the house. lol. Crazy old man. Love him though.

Well, my original post was longer than this, but I took a lot out due to my hands hurting from typing. lol. I hope Laurie and Adam enjoyed their vacations and I hope that every one else is doing well.

Until later my friends!

Sequora