Speaking of updates.

This blog has moved.

That was totally worth it.

I'm home, unfortunately. I didn't want to come home so early, but I was running low on funds.
I had a fan-fucking-tastic time. I'm definitely going to be bothering Steve again after he moves. :D


Also.
I don't have a cell phone anymore. At least not for awhile.

I'll make a better update when I'm not so tired.
I missed you.

Not just for hands anymore.

Ever do something so completely silly that you saw it coming but did it anyway?
Well my friends, that would explain why I'm burping bubbles today. No, I didn't swallow any of that horrid solution (that I love by the way), although I did do something equally as idiotic.
I know what it is you're thinking, "What else could possibly go wrong for Okio?"
Oh, you're not thinking that?






You should be.
Anyhow, so it's no secret that the past two weeks have been nothing but awful. They say things happen in threes, but no one mentioned multiples of three! Long story short, I'm fucking ready for a vacation. So, what is it that I could have done this morning to add insult to injury?
Keeping you in suspense, aren't I? Hey! Are you even reading this?!


Monday, I overslept because I stayed out a little too late and it didn't help that I was on the phone with a very very sexy man well until 4 am. Tuesday my battery in my car died, and I ended up two hours late to work. I got everything fixed, but ended up having to waste about two hours and spent way too much money on that say aforementioned sexy man. Rowrr.
What's your morning routine? Do you shower in the morning? Brush your teeth? Use the restroom? Comb your hair? Put on makeup? Shave? Eat breakfast?

I like to multitask. I don't wear makeup, I haven't brushed my hair is ages, and I don't eat breakfast, so my routine is pretty simple. I brush my teeth and use the restroom at the same time. That's a sexy image, ain't it?
Typically with the lights off, too. Hey, if you don't want to see it, you think I do?
I put in my contacts then dress and drag my lazy ass off to work.

Most people use toothpaste .. right?
Not me. Well, not today.
Remember how I said I usually have the lights off? Well, much to my later dismay I somehow switched the spot in which the toothpaste usually sits with the spot the hand soap is. That's right, I said hand soap. That liquid shit.



So, guess who brushed her teeth with antibacterial soap this morning?

Aww shucks.

Nothing quite like hearing an ex of yours say this in front of everyone, including your fella.

Good lord, I love your smile.

Snorkeling!

It can't get here soon enough. I've been talking with my friends that I'm meeting down there, and apparently they have the whole week planned out. Yay me, right?
Is it too much to ask just to sit on my fat ass and get skin cancer? I mean, really?
I spent x amount on this trip and while I wouldn't mind seeing what Key West has to offer, I'm sure as hell not getting up early or spending a lot of money .. that I certainly don't have now.
Shipwreck museum? Oh hell yes. I'm so excited.
Snorkeling? Drag shows? Pub crawl? KEY LIME PIE?!

Anyhow, I'm looking forward to this trip (as if you couldn't tell). I get to meet some really awesome friends of mine, I get to frickin go snorkeling which has to be one of my favorite things ever. I get to look like a beached whale on the coast. I get to spend 5 days in the freaking sun.
Oh, and the best part?
I have that entire week off (paid!) from work. Oh yes.
Then, with my birthday coming up on the 26th, my local friends have planned an outing for that following Saturday night. Which, I have to say, will be a blast.
Why? Because my local friends rock my face off. That's why.

Despite the drama, heartbreak, car wrecks, embarrassment, gas prices, horrific bruises, voluntary time off, speeding tickets, lack of food, and money ... I don't really have any complaints.

And .. oh and and and. July 5th Dethklok is going to be right here in town.
Yes, the freakin cartoon. And ... guess who's going?
Me, bitches. Me. *pops collar*



And, for the South Park fan in me ...

Who wants to touch me?
I SAID WHO WANTS TO FUCKING TOUCH ME?!

Vacations and parties and drag queens!

That's right, kids.
We all know Okio loves her vacations probably more than she should, so since Chicago and Canada have been marked off the list, just where to go next?

I'm going to Florida. South Florida. Key West to be exact.
I'm not much of a beach girl, but I do love being out in the sun, which was pretty much the motivation for my purchase of a Jeep Wrangler without a top about a month back. I love my air conditioning just as much as the next gal, but I'd much rather not have it.

Anyhow, I'm so excited! I leave in just over one week. Unfortunately I couldn't convince anyone to join me, but there's always time for other adventures.


On a smaller scale, after my much lamented and downright childish emo fit over the last few days, I'm taking a mini-vacation this weekend. No cell phone. No laptop. (Well, I'll have the phone but it'll be off and shoved in one of my bags.) So, just a heads up to those of you that read this.
Since I'm paying nearly 4$ a gallon for gas, I might as well enjoy every bit of my poor mileage.

My ears are bleeding!

After more than a year of using some .. "less than adequate" earphones for my more than sexy iPod, I finally broke down and bought some new ones yesterday. Go me, right?
Well, these aren't necessarily noise cancelling ones .. but I can't hear a damn thing but my music, which I will admit my selection totally sucks. It's nice not to hear everyone's telephone calls, though.
Ah, 15$ well spent.




In other news .. my job has increased in difficulty significantly lately, and I'm pretty pleased about that. Now if only I can increase my paycheck. :/
I had to admit this morning that I have an incredibly unnatural love for bagels. Oh god, those little round pieces of heaven.
*swoon*

Someone brought in a bunch of bagels for us all today. I've been sneaking back there and eating more than my fair share. I certianly know why I'm fat, but that's ok. Some guys out there totally dig us fat chicks.

Everything feels like a boob with me. How great is that?