Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Moronic Manifest Chapter 1

My dearest Spazzoids, here is a few screenshots of things that made me laugh that I had to share with you. The things that you can't believe some people do, or say...and makes you seriously question peoples breeding. I GIVE YOU...the MORONIC MANIFEST Chapter 1.

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A Public Figure? Really? So what am I a public Goddess?

Honestly I question the sanity of a lot of people but...sh
e takes the cake. I hardly consider having a few hundred followers making you anywhere near famous enough to be considered a public figure. Maybe a Community Idol but that's about it. I don't like to feed into the drama llama, but this woman obviously loves it since she puts herself out there to be the butt of so many jokes.



I forgot we were at war with Osama-stan.
Some people make me giggle with the ignorance that comes out of their heads. Since we were only at war because of Osama bin Laden let's bring all our boys home. Cause the other suicide bombers and insurgents don't exist anymore. Osama died so they all poofed into thin air.



I have nothing else better to do with my life so let's start a rumor that I am dying of cancer and then freak when they take me seriously.
I will never know what this woman was thinking. Oh wait, yes i do. She was thinking that if so many people showed her pity she would be an internet celeb and with her countless degrees who would argue with her? Except she doesn't have cancer, and she doesn't have countless degrees. She just sits online all day at her house. Some people worry me about the state of our nation.












Sunday, April 24, 2011

My Bucketlist

1) Be in two places at once - straddled the Alabama and Georgia state line
2) Get a tattoo -shamrock +
3) Go somewhere OCONUS - moved to Alaska
4) Fall in love -06-07-08
5) Meet a celebrity and actually talk to them
6) Get Married - 11-10-09


** work in progress**

Sunday, April 17, 2011

I honestly have to stop and say WTF here.




This woman was someone I considered my friend. She was one of the few people when I moved to my new home that was there for me when I needed a friend. NOW. I told her that I was allergic to chicken and the very next day she tries to feed it to me. Not only that, but when they put a port in your head they have to shave the spot to insert said port right? Well, all her hair was there. And no bandage from the "port"
Then I asked her husband how her treatments were going. Apparently, he didn't even know she has cancer. BUT OF COURSE, she had an excuse for that as well. Apparently he copes with her disease by denying she is sick. Most husbands wouldn't deny something like cancer would they? Well then some ladies from the group she announced her condition on got worried about her and made a support group in her name and started getting in contact with her FRG to help her out with her "treatments". This is the response they got.

I wouldn't have had such a problem with these lies if I hadn't lost family to this cancer. I would probably have tried to figure out why she felt she needed to lie about that. But then again, I have kinda guessed for awhile that she is a compulsive liar. I mean she apparently has 2 degrees and helps the elderly and is battling cancer but she never leaves her house?

All in all, this is proof that people can really be disgusting and lie about the craziest things. Still cannot tell you why she lied about it, but I can tell you she is still going at it. Now she is telling people that she lied to us about lying about getting treatments. Yeah, not happening. She has WAY to much energy for someone undergoing chemo.

That is it for today and till next time my little spazzoids.



Monday, March 28, 2011

I swear I sound like a broken record...




Okay....since my last two rants on my other blog weren't enough for people I shall rant again. This time though, I am not only going at it from military stand-point so it gets to be on my Spazz-rage blog.

Definition of Marriage: the state of being united to a person of the opposite sex as husband or wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law

Definition of Girlfriend:
a female friend with whom a man or boy is romantically or sexually involved; sweetheart

Seems to be a difference there right?

So I think it is fair to say that Marriage is not just a piece of paper since it is a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law. Whereas a girlfriend is a "female friend" that someone is romantically involved with. Wait minute, there is no obligation there? No recognization. Oh that's right when you google girlfriend you don't find any nice in depth articles on recognized by the congregation as boyfriend and girlfriend, you don't see judges giving people certificates of courtship.

It really bothers me to see that some women say that marriage isn't a big deal. I am sorry but my husband and I dated for a LONG time before we decided to get married, we put it off for awhile and tried cohabiting with each other on weekends or when I was off for a few days in a row to see if we could put up with each other. He proposed to me and we stayed engaged for a while to make sure that was what we wanted. We got married because he wanted to be able to call me his wife, and that I would be HIS spouse. That I would be Mrs. Smith and not the girl he was just dating in high school. When you say that marriage is just a piece of paper you are downplaying the beauty of the love a married couple shares. They made a vow to each other to take care of each other in sickness and health while you are only there living with the man with the thoughts of maybe one day settling down. Those who think it's just a piece of paper, for the sake of not being hypocritical I hope never get married. If it's just a piece of paper, I am sure you can function just fine for the rest of your life as his "girlfriend" that way you will always be known as " the girlfriend" or "his lady friend" ...not many people will take you seriously if you can't commit, I know I wouldn't.



~Smithers

Friday, March 25, 2011

Dear Spazzoids and Military Affiliates,


Now please for the love of all things sacred...please stop talking about it.

~Smithers

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Dear Spazzoids,

My Rant today is about people who throw what they view as an accomplishment in others faces to "win" so...you were followed by someone? So you were liked by a celebrity. When you actually meet these people in person and prove that it really them and not some poser on the internet and I will believe you...make sure to get some good pictures too. That way everyone else will believe you as well. Bragging about your accomplishments and "credentials" is just sad, well I deserve this for my website I made. Well then Liesl(founder of operationmilitarylove.com) deserves a Nobel Peace Prize cause she has effectively ran wonderful websites for a LONG time and I have not once heard her name in a derogatory argument about some debate or being "ban happy". Not once have I heard her talk about how some well known person added her to their twitter favorite people, or how she deserved anything.

Doing so only opens peoples eyes as to how immature and low you really are. That would be like me flashing an email from Robert Enforsen all over facebook saying "Look I am so much better than you because he had a conversation with me about my life and my poetry." -.- Some people lack that filter on their brains that tells them that to insert foot in mouth and hop away.

If I want to know why you are so much better than me I will start a fan club in your honor where you can come and broadcast your greatness, but do not make support pages and use them as an outlet for how amazing YOU are. Support pages are for the people as a whole for support not for them to go when they need a shoulder to lean on and see how much freaking better you are then them because they aren't invited to Brittney Spears Slumber Party or something.

So until you cure all disease in the world, solve world hunger, or bring our troops home...you deserve NOTHING. Be glad you get what recognition you do get and stop bragging about it. Just makes you like like a prick.

(p.s- before everyone goes off and says "talking about the email from robert enforsen makes you no better than her" the reason I said that was to make an example. Do I really look so awesome that I would have a convo with one of the greatest foreign synthopop artists? SMH)

~Smithers

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

So Close...

So close to saying Goodbye....
I never wanted to do this again, I didn't want to say goodbye so soon.
I am hoping that it is a boring deployment for him.
I know most of the time I am sarcastic but this is a time I have to be serious.

I love him.
C.S has my heart.

Friday, February 25, 2011

BWAHAHAHAHAHA...*cough*

So back to life, I can't really talk about what is going on right now. I can say this much. I really hate not having anything to do here. I go to 5th Avenue Mall, I look around. I go to Dimond mall, I look around. I can't go to a bar cause GOD FORBID that makes me an alcoholic.

So I sit here, playing Sims and pwning people on COD Black Ops(ZOMBIES BEWARE). my realization is though, that I really can't trust many people in this awful hell hole right now. My neighbor is amazing, she was there when everything fell through the cracks and crap went crazy (Granted she wasn't here when Nala jumped the fence and almost killed me running through the neighborhood looking for some penis but still...). My birthday kicked ass, I had Chris here and he took me out to dinner where I got completely hammered on ONE drink ( I am not a lightweight-hush) and then came home to watch movies and snuggle. THATS THE PERFECT DAY RIGHT THERE>

Monday, February 21, 2011

O'Money & Smither's conversational moments

"What did you do today?"

" I fought off the Taliban...viruses. Defending freedom with my KEYBOARD OF JUSTICE!"

"I have a laser...mouse."

"DON'T MAKE ME PUT UP MY FIREWALL! I HAVE NORTON AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT."

>:D

"I am trained in insurgents electronics."

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

2 MORE DAYS!!!!


Yes, I am counting down the days to my birthday. I have had a countdown going on since January 31st. Why? CAUSE IT'S MY DAY >:D Anyway...my birthday week prior to the big day is full of briefings so the weekend is going to be a relief. I am thinking I am going to attempt to draw a new animation video and post it...to La Bomba. I have been meaning to make a video of Spazz and Chuu since O'Money acquired the Bamboo tablet. And thanks to Stephen I can't get La "Boomba" out of my head.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! FEBRUARY 18TH! <3


Tuesday, February 15, 2011

VDAY SUCKS? Eh, it's an acquired taste...

So, everyone knows that Smithy and me have rough patches. Every couples does. Well Vday was supposed to be just another day. He bought me a pillow pet, I bought him a new headset that wouldn't break on him. He wanted me to spend time with him when he was home on Lunch. So we watched Family Guy. He wanted me to spend time with him and snuggle after dinner...let's pause at dinner shall we. Smithy has a headache. We drive to TGIF with our roommate O'Money and his date Mimi. We get there and Smithy tells me I annoy him whenever I talk. And that I am an idiot, all night. On our way home, I tell him that "O'Money is a great friend. He spends more time with me than my own spouse AND he never makes me cry" Smithy then smirks and says " If I was intentionally making you cry, you would cry a lot more than you do now." Okay, on this note I just ignored the bastard. I came home, took my contacts out and climbed into bed. 1 hour later Smithy comes upstairs, kisses my forehead and says "I love you" before pulling me into his arms and going to sleep. Honestly, my brain has been raped by this mans extreme behavior changes. It's like he is "pre-deployment bi-polar"

So this morning he wakes up and goes to PT and comes home, crawls back into bed with me to snuggle. And I told him I was still hurt about last night so he wrapped his arms around me and cuddled in silence. Frankly, he confuses the hell out of me and while I love him...he proved this Vday to be like all the ones in the past..."Sucky, but like beer it's an acquired taste."

Sunday, February 6, 2011

AW Season 3, COD, and pre-dep leave...

So...During the pre-dep leave my husband has continued with his C.o.D obsession. This is fine, cause last night he bought me the 3rd Season of Army Wives to watch. YAY. I am 2 episodes in so far and I have to say they keep me coming back for more every time. This time, General Holden's youngest daughter is the reason his wife stayed behind, I finally found out that Frank didn't cheat on D after she cheated on him, and that everything else is pretty much hitting the fan with the "tribe"...sad thing is the only reason I really got into it because I have an old guy crush on "Michael Holden" and now that he is stationed in "Brussels" I may find it harder to get into it.

**well time to tune back into to my Powerlink DVD to watch it some more...Be right back.**

YAY Frank is okay. Emilynn is still a twit(I swear my kids would never be the reason I stayed away from my husband), everyone is still insane, and Roxy & Trevor are still the most sexually active couple on the show...YAY! While I am sure the readers(if any) are reading this you are probably asking 'how is this show relevant' well it isn't. >:D I am blogging about mindless crap because I am so bored. You wont hear my whining about how depressed I am, or how hard being an army wife is. But you will read some pretty random mindless crap BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...help me waste 10 minutes of your life. Just kidding. I do ramble about some pretty interesting things sometimes. Well back to my show...I am going to find out what a tag sale is and how to further irritate my husband by doing an army wife commentary as I listen to it with the head phones on. >:D HAAAAA.....


-Smithers

Sunday, January 30, 2011

No Louie or O'Money, just Smith and Call of Duty...

So...it's Sunday and just two days ago, I said goodbye to my friends who are going home on leave for 16 days with family. So this should mean I have the husband all to myself right? WRONG. I still share him with Call of duty. He knows that he will be gone and I won't see him for months on end, and he wont get to talk to me when he wants to but he can't seem to pull himself off the game either way. I figure its going to be like last time he left and he realized when he was gone that he should have spent more time "with the people that matter most" instead of gaming.

Away from that...I have a tummy ache and it's driving me quite insane.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Conversational pieces with Mr. Smithers

*sigh*
So apparently we all sat down when today and my husband asked me what I was going to do while he was gone(most know from my other blog that my husband says some pretty insane stuff sometimes) and sat there waiting for my reply.

"I never really thought about it, why?"

Now I am dead serious about his. He looked at me with a serious face, let out a sigh and placed a hand on my leg.

"Well then you might want to start thinking because I want a detailed schedule as to where you will be at all times."

*cue eye twitch*

"Excuse me?"-me

"Like I want to know where you will be at all times, it's not that I don't trust you. I don't trust everyone else and I will be WAY too far away to do something if you get hurt"

*I'm pretty sure I looked like I was having a seizure at this point with the twitches*

"So what happens if I have a 3:15 appt and they cancel it?"

"Tell them you will have to reschedule for next month and add it into the new schedule"

*facedesk*

No joke, seriously a conversation that happened between the husband and I. Now while he is saying this I am actually thinking in my head,' how the hell would I pull that off?'

He gets up to walk away and just left me there speechless. It makes me wonder what goes on in that man's head sometimes.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Hey, it's SNOWING...big surprise there...

*grumbles underbreath while hacking away at keyboard with "rat claws"*

So...The Grind Update...Hmmm, my friend finally made it home from Afghanistan(And as a side note to his lovely girlfriend-ITS CALLED OPSEC- better be glad nothing happened to the other soldiers and him because you just had to publicly announce when they were leaving on the internet...and I will gladly post how you violated OPSEC if you want to dispute this) but now seems to have forgotten how to use a phone. He says when he has time he will get up with all his old friends yet he has time to get online after a good boinking- YEEEEAAAAHHHH. Along with breaking his word to his "friends"(if you can call us that anymore since he is ignoring all of us) he has decided(or his jealous girl) to regale me with the tales of his "long nights" over IM He owes me a lobotomy now. I would be perfectly freaking peachy if I wasn't falling into the same pattern as what happened with his ex wife who note like his present girlfriend also hated my guts.

*facedesks repeatedly*

On other news, the hubby leaves soon. That is going to crush me to little pieces but I will be fine. I mean we have spent the majority of our marriage apart from each other. I just have to deal with him being in a hazardous environment now. YAY! But thats what I have friends for...wait...well the ones who actually TALK TO ME WHEN THEY SAY THEY WILL. *glares at facebook IM* So other than sex deprivation coming up and idiotic friends everything has been peachy. I have started drawing again. I have started designing and reading more. I am enjoying the wonders of Netflix. Yes, it is amazing. My life is FREAKING AMAZING.

*12 cups of coffee later*

Okay all better...what were we ranting about again?

Monday, January 17, 2011

Black Ops and Sex Deprivation

*kicks PS3*

So anyone else have husbands who have become addicted to this COD game? I mean I like blowing away gamers online as much as the next crazed spazzoid but really?

Sex vs Black Ops

Black Ops mutilates my sex life 100%

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Sleep Deprivation Night 1#

AGH!!! Getting ready for deployments freaking suck.

*glares at pile of clothing sitting on floor*

Oh well, what sucks more is the fact that on top of being sick I am still a bloody damn hamster(without the luxury of the damn rollerball to roll through the yard in). Frankly the lack of reaction from the outside is not fun. I SO DO NOT ENJOY BEING COOPED INDOORS. *kicks basket and stubs toe for the 50th time* Leave is coming up and I can tell you that I have no idea what I am going to be doing when he gets time off. I am hoping to spend some time alone with the man of course if that isn't too much to ask. And, maybe go out to dinner a few times. Then I can start preparing myself mentally to say goodbye to him for a year *kicks own ass*

"No depressing thoughts damn you."

*whimpers* sorry I am a bit abusive to myself under sleep deprivation. :(