Corrections, bc I am an idiot.

I seem to have a problem operating the blog.
Anyhoo, my last blog, I wnted to say that I wouold writ emy MLA about :
things are not looking pretty in Mount Pleasant 9re: hair do) . I also think my neighborhood should be named Mount Pleasure, bc its funnier like that.
Peace out.

back on the (w)horse!

To Your Mothers , my friends..

As Jen mentioned, my fake nails are retarded, and I am inclined to agree with her. They are fucking expensive and they won't let me type. For instance, it has taken me hours just to type out that last sentence. However, I am consumed by vanity, and I love having great new hand-job fingers.
I am back on with the dude who did the pre-emptive dump. I am happy about this, though leery bc he may have a big temper. Who can say? It will be a change to have the greater temper being someone else!
Ken- in case you are reading this, its Steve from the Wise Hall- big dude, tattoos..? Remember?
I went to a dating class with Bonnie and Laura yesterday, and I was happy to say that I have never seen such a bunch of horney ugly people in my life!! There was a guy with lego hair, and he said he would like to date someone who is not like the woman he would potentially marry. He really just wants to get laid. Fair enough, but he signed up for a dating course....Anyhow, I never made it into the class, bc I never signed up (a problem somehow). Bonnie and Laura did and they will have all those old uggo's hitting on them every single week! I kinda wish I was still in the class, bc I would have so many stories to tell. It made me feel superior to everyone there, bc I have no problem picking up the fellas, even if I am a bit chubby. It's my hot ass they want. ALL OF THEM.
I am also trying to flatten my hnair- I have cut it recently into a lezzie 'do or sorts, and I want long hair back SO bad. Anyhow, now it is puffing out is a q-tip sort of fashion.
I have been thinking that I would reather my neighborhood be named Mount Pleasure, bc its funnier that way. I think I will write to my MLA about this.
I was so jealous of how clever Jen and Jason's blogs were, but now I don't care. My blog is special, just like I was in grade 2. Like the day I forgot to put pants on underneath my snowpants. Special.

No Pubes on My Work Keyboard!

I want to make sure that you all know that I am NOT into sex-without-condoms-mania. That my gentle readers, was a joke! By gentle readers, I assume I am talking soley about my roommate Laura. Laura has called me at work and told me to make a post on my blog because she is bored at her own work. Here you are Laura. Aren't you special?

I am sick to death of karate. All I do all day is look at karate websites. All fucking day.

I am starting my Dating in Vancouver, 101 class tonight at the community centre!! I hope to wrangle up one of the desperate balding men there with low self-esteem!!

kraft dinner and hot dogs should not be taken lightly, as they do interrupt the colon

word. i am excited to see who pays attention to me. i have always craved attention, and if i have my own blog ( is it called?) then i have a perfect outlet for my megalomania. any mania is a sweet ride. i welcome all my raders to try one!! I HAVE TRIED caps-o-mania, and sex-without-condoms-o mania- and also self-bikini-waxing-o-mania. good stuff.
lasty night i dreamded i was dating the Rock. mmmm. the rock. if he ever had any sort of penisw malfunction, it would be very embarassing. for him i mean.

it is now my official duty in life to get a glimpse of the rock's wang- while erect of course. what a disappointment if it was just a little willy.

i am penis obsessed these days. this is what happend when you go too long without any action. or, if you do get action, it's with a penis so smallk you'd rather not bother. it's yukky to touch it. what do you do with the small angs? i implore you!!!

kraft sinner, i mean f course, kraft dinner, is best if you put no milk in it. it just wrecks your whole evening. that and the no gettin any. i had a date last week- a real one and he cancelled on myass bc i called him drunk at 3 am. ok- get MAD . that's a BIG PROBLEM. He made me feel like I slept with his bes frfiend or something.

any typos- cause i'm drumk!

also,, i just got acrylic gel tips nails, so i can't type properly. also i just found a pube on the keyboard, and its blonde, so it can't be mine or laura's (roommate) random pubes can be scarey. what should i do? should I remove it- with my hands? whould i ignore it? more dilemmas!! I AM SO oops-but accurate- horney these days. I hope to hell I haven't sent these out to any family. how long does a girl need to go before she can start acting desperate and depraved?? not long enough, i'm sure!!

TIME TO GO TO BED- actually, i wnt to play mah jong- wendy kisses my sweets!!

I AM NOT A RETARD. WAIT, AM I?

I must apologize for all the typos in my last posting. i'm not a tard. mind you, if I did claim tard status, then I would be free of all apologies and grammar and the like.

I keep hanging onto my dream of me and the rock. mmmmm. rock.
Come to think of it, I may qualify for tard status, if I go while drunk. Also, there is still a blonde pube on the keyboard, and I keep trying to forget its not there, just letting it fly around my fingers while I type, letting it get stuck b/w the keys. good times.....

Good times.

kisses!!

Love,
Wendy and the Blonde Pube

doing this at work

Yes, I am doing this at work, so this is basically a test. I'm hungover today and don't feel like working, which is lame bc I have the easiest job in the world. I look at karate websites all day, basically. Also, I have the attention span of a 2 yr old.