bisou's Blog

do u not see the pics of me & my boo? just wondering... stop stalking... thanx.

i don't appreciate being censored. if i write F U C K it's because that's what i want to write. it's not a grammatical error, i did not mean "@#$!" if you don't want to see that kind of language, then please stay off my page. those should be the rules. not this automatic censorship. this is bullshit "migente." are we not all adults? i curse like a sailor, that's who i am. take it or leave it.

i guess migente prefers to leave it. F U C K E R ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...

"My rhyme ain't good just yet,
My brain and tongue just met,
And they ain't friends, so far,
My words don't travel far,
They tangle in my hair,
And tend to go nowhere,
They grow right back inside,
Right past my brain and eyes
Into my stomach juice
Where they don't serve much use,
No healthy calories,
Nutrition values.
And I absorb back in
The words right through my skin
They sit there festering inside my bowels"

i have no original thoughts right now so i'm re-posting a blog i wrote a while back...it was one of my funnier ones...read on, and i promise to post when my brain and fingers are once again better acquainted ...

so i've been up to a whole lotta nothing lately. as usual but i thought i'd update you all anyway! so here we go:

a while back i posted a blog about how i was being moved to a different desk in my office--well that never came to fruition...til now. luckily i'm not all the way in the back stuffed behind some filing cabinets and sandwiched between the restrooms. i'm only 3 desks behind my previous cubicle...(i heard someone say CUBICULO the other day, is that a word? because if so i love it and will start to use it on a regular basis) not as bad as it could've been but the sole purpose of moving me was because the receptionist and i talk too much, and so now we can't. mission accomplished. %#&@$!ers. they're so hypocritical (i saw hypercritical written in someone's blog recently and i got to thinking of what that would mean etymologically...then i got to wondering if it's an actual word...then i stopped wondering looked it up saw that it was a word and etymologically meant exactly what i thought it'd mean... fault-finding, finicky etc. where hypocritical obviously means dupilicitous, two-faced, phony. i think the person meant hypocritical. then i stopped thinking about the person's blog and started listening to Feist). anyway seriously everyone in that damn office is so chatty and it interferes with their work, but the receptionist and i, we keep up with our work!!! wackness...they only separated us because we're young and pretty...

E is in his motherland right now...and i'm wondering what he's up to. i was supposed to call him but i have severe phone phobia. i only have a cell to txt. i can't bring myself to purchase a calling card and dial 011...*shudder* i'd have to ask for him in SPANISH! and my spanish isn't formal enough i know i'd come off really rude...i just don't wanna put myself through that. nuh-uh. no thanks.

and i'm at work right now. back at the LIBRARY, yes indeed...being here is comparable to being in tartaros, i'm sure of it...worst of all their pay periods are all out of whack so even though i've been working since 9/1 i won't get my first check til 10/11. oh joy. the most interesting thing that has happened all day is that the cleaning lady found a Harry Potter book in the toilet in the men's room. Like literally in the BOWL, poor Harry...it's the first book too. how could someone chuck him in the loo so early on? you haven't even gotten to know him yet!!! but on a serious tip...that's mad senseless, what's the use in ruining a book like that? morons.

on another note... i'm in so much love with Flight of the Conchords right about now...(and i'd like to give a shout out to RA for that!)