27 August 2008

Chapter 173 ~ Why's A Mouse When It Spins...!?

WARNING: This could be the most downright fucking happy blogpost that I've done in a very, very long time. A lot of music, a lot of pictures, a lot of sass, and a whole darn lot of class was utilized in the making of this blogpost. Sit your butt right on down and prepare to laugh as Princess Fireball turns into Princess Butterball.


["No Love Lost" - Warsaw (Joy Division)]

["Invisible Sun" - The Police]

As you can tell, I've got no tears whatsoever for today. That was done last night. And last night, like the ex that is Kaguya, is in the past. Where it belongs.

And now, onto much better things on the supposed Day of Tears...

First and foremost, a customer was kinda rude this morning, acted like a jerk--just like the first time he came about [this was the second time i'd seen him in the drive-thru]. Except, instead of calling me "Sir" like he did that time, this time he called me a bitch!! I took that as a compliment, smiled, and wished him a nice day. He told me to fuck off. I just rolled my eyes and said, "I'm sorry, but you're not my type." Oh, the look on his face... yeah, you can say that, I had to put some jerk in his place, stat. I had never felt so good about telling some customer who didn't know better off like that in a very, very long while. Go Princess Fireball!!

As Roboter put it best this morning, "Bazooka, kablamo!"

Right now it's freckin' 92F, but it feels like bloody 100 outside. It's God-awful hot out there. Not exactly my type of weather. And the hell with being-used-to-wearing-longsleeved-turtlenecks-in-summertime: *NEWS FLASH, HOMEYS--IT'S DOGGONE HAWT OUTSIDE!!!* Mark my words, boys and girls of the Underground--unless you can handle the heat, stay away from the outdoors.


["Black Star" - Radiohead]

This past Sunday my big brother Ani had to go lecture at the Stetson Graduate Center in Celebration, a PRETTY SMALL TOWN just 77 miles from DeLand. I got kinda bored after taking a couple of pics while Ani gave his lecture. Well, besides worrying myself dull about Roboter. *shrug* But, all in all, the weather held up well until Ani tried to drive home after we stopped outside the Presbyterian Church there, where the Carillon was ringing [perfect timing]--can we say, erm, DOWNPOUR!?

Anywho, here are the pics, all bloody 20 of 'em!! ~














*favorite!!*






Secret admirers = very, VERY annoying. Most of 'em are locals. And most of 'em don't understand. And that's why I don't give 'em the time of day. Including one recent admirer that, turns it, is actually one of my regulars. *sigh* I really don't do well with the locals. At all. I still think my heart's kind of... erm... out-of-state...


["Finding Out True Love Is Blind" - Louis XIV]

Oh and, guess what we now have in Back Drive-Thru... check this pretty thing out!!

Its noise level: nil. Its main purpose: to keep the back D-T cool when it's almost turning into a freckin' oven. And does Princess Fireball love it? You better bloody believe I do!! Michelle and I teamed up for this rescue-mission, and Store Manager Joel absolutely LOVES it. And do we blame him? Absolutely NOT.

Speaking of the store, today we'd been exceptionally busy, but we sure kicked ass--
7-8 A.M. [breakfast rush]: 113 cars
11 A.M. - noon: 100 cars [and that usually NEVER happens!]
Noon - 1 P.M.: 109 cars

So yep, we've been busy, hyped up on sugar [again, thank you michelle!!], and just absofreckin'lutely happy. Especially me. Because today a year ago I started crying at least once a day for over a week straight--and this year, I'm not crying over that ex anymore...!


["Cellphone's Dead" - Beck]

Today was the first early-release day of the year. And that means, school's back in session!! Yay!!/Oh bloody hell no...

Last night's concert at Stetson, with Dr. Rickman: BRILLIANT!! His colleague Dr. Rodriguez, who had the first half of the concert, was awesome on the guitar. His 25-year legacy is the Guitar program at Stetson; best piece was this one where he was joined by Dr. Jones on the harpsichord. Dr. Rickman meanwhile marked his 25-year legacy as pianist and professor. Now on Sundays I usually witness Dr. Rickman the Organist--last night I was amazed at Dr. Rickman the Pianist. And, as he pulled me aside one moment to give me a minor note at the reception, "This is my main gig!" A brilliant night, one worth wearing heels and staying up kind of past my bedtime for!!

And last but not least tomorrow is our favorite Underground Countdown, the Starian Union Radio Top 20. Of course, odds are I'll also be hanging out with Kit and her boyfriend tomorrow, catching up on life and whatnot. This should be interesting. I should still be in one piece for the most part. Every once in a while it's good to spend time with friends so, hopefully they'll be around and available and what-not.

Oh and, one thing more--since I'm just too darn nice [and because I love though it's annoying... sometimes], three songs for Roboter.

HEY!! everyone count along now: ein, zwei, drei, vier...

["Nummern/Computerwelt 2 (Numbers/Computer World 2)" - Kraftwerk]

Unfortunately I can't find the original by the Traveling Wilburys, but I love the alt-country cover just as much. I think this song kinda describes us these past 2 and a 1/2 weeks. The song's been a staple on the WSRU Top 20 too...

["Handle With Care" - Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins]

And finally, because... well... what the hell? After whatever mess this past weekend may have become, I still <3 Roboter and I bloody cannot lie. Of course, there is going to be someone about good and ready to bitch up and call me out on this, but let's ask Princess Fireball if she really, really cares right now...

["Computer Love" - Kraftwerk]

*WHEW!!* Okay, updated and what-not. Time for dinner and, yes, I *need* to reblue my hair. The blue's been fairly fading--it's turning indigo... still some blue... with a minor hint of green...

Uh, yeah, I think it's time to go now.

Happy Liberated-Heart Day. To hell with the tears.

Until the next round [er, tomorrow's countdown!], cheers!!

~ me

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[What goes down in the Underground...]

Mondays start the new workweek. Wednesdays tend to differ, depending on if I need to work or not--usually I'm off, and usually visiting "Uncle" Joseph. Thursdays is the Daughters of the King meeting night. Fridays and Saturdays are normally hectic--never the same drama twice. Sundays = Church day. I update the blog accordingly, with a rant or two, the occasional music post, and sometimes the most random nonsuch.

So stay tuned, because things are fixing to get interesting... and, save your forks--the best is yet to come...

~ me