Yep, Halloween is finally here. Not that I would notice today as I’ve just been hanging round the crib doing na-da, but I did celebrate Saturday night, and had the hangover yesterday and bad back the last two days to prove it. I suspect I might’ve been a bit of a bad kitty too, as I don’t recall the end of the evening AT ALL! When Pissy is intoxicated enough to black-out the end of the evening, caution is usually thrown completely to the wind. I think I’m safe though; I didn’t go to jail, the person I went out with is still speaking to me, and the husband isn’t mad. I must’ve behaved myself somewhat. Ha…ha… Although I know me, and am an incredibly, flirtatious tart when I’ve been mixing drinks. I blame that on low self-esteem and the need for flattery. Hey, at least I’m fucking honest! Anyway, the Old Man knows that about me, so if he don’t like it he should’ve stayed and partied with me, huh? You can take the tart out of the bar, but you can’t take the bartender out of the tart….or some shit.
Okay, so I was gonna get this damn thing out this morning, downloaded photos from the camera to the pc, took a quick look/see at my emails before I was going to start blogging, then….((halt!)) I started noticing all these undelivered emails that I supposedly sent, and realized that someone had hacked into my email account and was sending ads to people on my contact list. WTF? The worst part is that some of these people I either (A: Haven’t spoken to for a while or (B: Haven’t spoken to because I don’t want to speak to them anymore. Yes, I know….serves me right for not cleaning up my contact list on a regular basis, huh? So great, now I have shit going to people that are probably thinking I’m doing this to piss them off. Oh well… Anyway, I ended up running a complete scan on my computer and then changed my password just to be safe.
Okay, so I’m not going to drone on and on today–as I feel like shit–but am going to get to the getting. Photos please……”a-hem”…
Well, I know this post wasn’t big on commentary, but sometimes you just gotta say what the hell and let the pics speak for themselves. That, and Pissy made the mistake of wearing heels and dancing, which is a no-no with my bad back, and I’m nursing some serious pain today.
Any-hoo….. I hope you all have a boo-licious Halloween, and make sure to hold your breath if you bob for apples, kay? Love ya’ll bunches, beatch’s!
I could tell you who I am defined by family and friends, education, jobs, or the social class I was born into, but that's not really me, so I won't.
Who I am is a woman who's lived hard, loved much, and is trying to finally find herself in her fifties. I can be kind, thoughtful, empathetic, generous; a lover of books, poetry, flowers, classical music, and feminine dresses. I also love ice cold beer, bear numerous tattoo's, am quick with an obscene quip, love Harley's and the bikers who ride them, have a hard time turning down a party, get off on leather, and wear combat boots when I ride. I'm complicated and fit no stereotype. I can't be pigeon-holed. I like it that way.
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