I looked around, I stood alone, I knew what I had to say...

So there's a tropical storm all up in dis bitch. It's really very annoying. It rained all day yesterday and was super windy and today it is still super windy. And for some reason at my apartment complex the wind is much more whistly than usual so it sounds AWFUL.

There were like 4 tornado warnings yesterday!!!

Also my apartment is creaking. That's not scary at all or anything D:

This weather suuuuuuucks.

I should have known when I typed "googleocm" instead of "google.com" that things could only go downhill.

1. The water (especially the hot water for some reason) smells like fucking ass. Like I've had sulphur-y water before and this is just pungent and gross and even when I shower it is grosstastic. My apartment STINKS because of this. I called the leasing office and hopefully there is something they can do about it. It's been like this for about a week and a half.

2. The slats that hold up my bunkie board/mattress are broken and I cannot get them to go back where they go. That sucks; I sorta like sleeping in my bed without fear of serious injury. Not sure what to do about this.

No actually I really like my car I am just mad at it currently.

P.S. Sorry if you are Facebook friends with me and already saw all this info/pics.

So thankfully the problems with my car are completely fixable. The reason my car died is because my radiator split and was overheating my engine. The death of my car happened so quickly that I didn't have time to think of things like checking the temperature gage, etc. So I had no idea my engine was hot. FAIL. So they fixed that but while they were fixing it they discovered that my front tires would make a fine (though probably awful tasting and a bit chewy) substitute for pulled pork.



So they have to replace those. Unfortunately they did not see this until like 3pm so I can't get the tires until tomorrow so my car is at the shop still.

I realllllly wanted to go to Crosswinds tonight and now I can't because I have no car and, understandably, I doubt anyone would be willing to drive me from here to USF. Sad Traci is sad. But hey, at least my car isn't joining the Saturn in car hell.

lol

It's kinda funny that I'm a sea monkey since I've been using the handle sEa*mOnKeYs on Inklink/Isketch since 2001 or 2.

I posted this 3 years ago and it still applies so if you are feeling down please go read it because I lub yew.

http://bellapalmera.livejournal.com/722675.html

This is probably going to offend the shit out of people but I don't fucking care. Also this is not directed toward anyone reading this so don't take my usage of the "general you" in any sort of personal way.

EVERY SINGLE TIME some celebrity/famous person dies and all the hype that comes with it appears, somebody (or multiple somebodies) out there HAS to come back with "omg this person in the military died too and they were a REAL HERO omg why don't you caaaare?" OF COURSE WE FUCKING CARE. And if I knew who (insert name of whoever they've decided to spotlight this time) was, I'd probably make a post about it. But the people who do shit like this are either people who are in the military getting all omg brotherhood about things (while not actually knowing the person), or people who want to be ~edgy~ and make a ~poooint~ and have no fucking idea who the hell the person is that they are posting about.

Look, man. I have the utmost respect for the United States Military. I think it is horrible that so many lives have been lost due to war in the last ~10 years and especially at such a young age, but I absolutely commend the willingness of our troops to do what it is that they do. But, as sad of a fact as this is, it happens every day. It SHOULDN'T, but it does. And when it happens to you, I fully respect your right to grieve accordingly. And, fine, I even get the aforementioned brotherhood, when done appropriately and not in the style I'm about to spend the rest of this post berating. But when celebrities (you know, people who EVERYONE has heard of) pass away and EVERYONE makes a post about it, don't make us feel like terrible people because we "don't care" that someone who made a real contribution to society has also passed on just because we have no clue who that individual person is and have therefore never heard of them or their specific passing, and don't just pass shit on regarding people you don't even know just because you think you're better than others for mocking a serviceman over a pop singer. At that point it becomes nothing more than an internet meme and quite frankly you're now disrespecting the deceased that you think you're trying to honor but all you're really doing is annoying the shit out of me.

I know everyone means well, but you suck.

And this is probably the part of what I have to say that will really offend people but fuck it: our troops get Veterans Day, Memorial Day, maybe 4th of July, and a whole host of sporting events that happen EVERY FUCKING DAY. Whitney Houston only dies once. So the whole "why don't people stop to think of the troops" argument is invalid.

Regardless of whether it was a famous person (and hell, regardless of whether the choices they made in life were good or bad) or a person who served our country or any other member of the worldwide population who ever existed, someone died and someone's family is sad and can we please just respect this without trying to one-up each other? "I'm better than you because I'm mourning THIS person's death" is the most retarded one-upmanship cause I've ever seen people fight for in my entire life.

This is almost more annoying then the actual ads, lol.

I am making this a public post in case more people from Tampa than just my friends list ever see it but:

Do not go to Brick House Tavern & Tap!!!!

Ever since the NHL playoffs last year (and maybe even earlier, I don't remember because I only came into this group during the playoffs), BH has been our go-to haunt for Tampa away games. Even games during the regular season there is at least one tv usually showing them. We even ran up a $600 tab there once because that was the game we decided to do a shot per goal and then they got 8 goals x however many people there were = a lot of shots were bought that day. Plus whatever we ate.

So anyway, last night Alexis wanted to get out of her apartment and go watch the game. A bunch of us replied on Facebook and we decided to hit up our usual. When we arrived, we asked the hostess if we would be able to get a tv tuned into the hockey game. Now, yesterday was a HUGE football day. As expected, when we got there at 5:30, all tvs were broadcasting the CIN-HOU game. After this, they were to broadcast the DET-NO game. However, there are a good 20+ tvs in this restaurant. The hostess conferred with the manager and we were advised that we could sit in this one booth in the back and at game time (7pm) we could have that one tv in the entire restaurant be changed to the hockey game.

In the booth behind us was a woman who was watching the football game. Notably she was very, very into this football game. We deduced that she was a Bengals fan. (Please note at this time that the Texans ended up defeating the Bengals by a substantial margin.) Any time something happened, a loud roar would come from the booth behind us as this woman reacted to the major plays. Now, from where she was sitting, she actually had a better view than we did of "our" tv. However, if she was to turn directly to her left, she also would have had a perfectly good view of at least one additional tv. The four of us would have had to do some interesting neck craning to view our television, but we'll take what we can get if it means we get to see our boys.

We informed our waitress of the agreement for our tv to be changed to the hockey game at 7pm. So around 6:58pm our waitress turned the channel on. Instead of being willing to compromise in any manner, our favorite Bengals fan threw a fit, which was obliged by the manager and we lost our hockey game. The manager was in turn unwilling to compromise with us to get just one solitary television in the place to watch the NHL game because "this is what the majority wants to watch". Then how difficult is it for majority of the people to watch the majority of the televisions? We were certainly willing to move to another table to view a more obscure television, but because one person decides to throw a fit, a group of four cannot have their one tv out of, like, 23?

This is an outrage. First of all, like I said, there were four of us and one of her. She was the only person (besides us) who cared about that exact television. Second of all, we should not have been promised something and then had it taken away from us. We had already ordered food and beer, we could have just gone to another restaurant in the first place had they simply said up front "Sorry, we cannot change the tv," with no harm, no foul, and come back for a future game. Third of all, Brick House knows who we are. We are there frequently, spend good money when we go there, and are large in numbers. (There's 10 of us who are regular in the group, a few other occasionals and sporadically invited friends.) Fourth of all, it's not like we were asking to watch Columbus vs. Anaheim or somesuch. This was a restaurant in Tampa, Florida, and we wanted to see a Tampa hockey team. Where is your hometown pride, Brick House?

We are upset and we will no longer be providing Brick House with our patronage. Alexis has a bit of pull on the internet so she is blowing up Twitter and Facebook along with her blog, intends on filing a complaint with Brick House corporate, and is going to contact the Tampa Bay Lightning social media person to let them know that they should probably stop working with a restaurant who clearly does not have their full support behind them.

This isn't some hole in the wall bar with 3 tvs, this is a huge restaurant with at least 20 screens and we only wanted one. Shame on you, Brick House.

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I was 10. My dad had brought me to his work's holiday party and I saw a Santa costume hanging somewhere and I was like NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO lol. My dad even tried to run the whole Santa's elves story by me and I was like hahahahano. Looking back, really? it took me THAT LONG to figure out that some obese dude would get stuck in a 2 foot wide hole and never EVER have enough time to get to the billions of houses in the world in a glorified sled that doesn't even run on electricity or gas? (Rudolph's farts don't count.)