Thursday, August 02, 2007

I'm So Fucking Bored

Have I used this title before? It seems impossible to me that I haven't.

This is what I'd rather be doing:


The job blows. At least this week.

19 keep(s) me blogging:

Susie Q said...

Please tell me this child is your niece and not your nephew, cause if it ain't you're doing some kind of damage with the "fabulous" scarf.
Sorry about the sucky job...

froelica said...

Whoa, hold on there. My mom let my brother dress up like a girl and pretend he was married to Tom Cruise and he turned out JUST FINE thank you very much....

Rock on, little drag queen. Rock on.

Unknown said...

This is how it all starts, you know. Get him dressing up in purple headscarves, next thing you know he's playing with Barbies and forsaking Baby Einstein for "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert". A slippery slope, I tell you.

And I'm all right with that.

Oh, and your job will continue to blow, sorry to say. Nowhere to go but down in that company. I'm not good at pep talks.

nic said...

Who can blame you for wanting to play with a little one, boy or girl. And you should know, it's best to play with them while they are cute and little like that. Once they get to be about 34 they're not so much fun anymore. Especially if you have to wipe their noses still. Heaven knows we still have to dress them sometimes.

Your job may suck rope, but at least you can still read comments people leave on your blog. I'm sure we're good for at least a 5 minute distraction.

Or you can hate me for the sunny side comments. I'm sorry your job is blowing this week.

Although a science teacher once said there is no sucking or blowing, only air displacement. So you can say (and be totally correct in the statement), "This job really displaces air!!"

Entertaining. Sometimes. Yeah.

Susie Q said...

Rock on, little drag queen. Rock on, (((snicker)))

The Future said...

Well, this was an interesting one to come back to, Mr. Peek-a-boo, everything has to go over his head. Funny about your job, I could have sworn you were okay with it just yesterday. Sometime when I have ALOT of time I'll read the last three weeks of blogs I missed but I won't be commenting because you never look back.

Anonymous said...

Cute... but a word of caution. The one on the right used to rip the heads off her Barbies!!

Gorilla Bananas said...

Looks like you've got the mothering gene after all. Hope you have five.
You're actually dirty blond rather than blond, aren't you? Patrick Bateman would have kicked you out of bed.

Anonymous said...

So get a better job ... or a kid maybe.

Me said...

You'd rather be strangling helpless children with purple scarves whilst laughing at them? You are one sick puppy.

AxAtlas said...

When the job sucks, get your "Goth Stormtrooper Midget" gear on at work and holla!
When my job gets in sucky mode, I stop combing hair. Right now I'm sporting the teenage fanclub/posies/screaming trees do.
As for making Beck dress up like a girl, well he might gain a greater appreciation for women (and possibly the hardships you women go through...besides giving birth of course). Heck, you might be settin' him up to be the next Don Juan.
Please note: I'm not one of those guys who reads Cosmo or those other women mags to know what and how women think...I've accepted the fact that I'm clueless and that I should remain clueless.

kara said...

you guys are all wacky. yes...that is Becks, my nephew. i do mean things to him now so it'll build character for him later. you're all just jealous you never had an auntie like me.

goranas - yes, my hair is dirty blonde. and if Patrick Bateman DID kick me out of bed, i'd just say "FINE...I don't know who the fuck you are anyway!"

Sarah said...

I swear to God, I have a picture EXACTLY like this of you and Lauren.
And to everyone who wonders if this is a one time thing, it's not. She dressed my son up in a purple leotard and a bonnet and had him dance around the living room singing "ring around the rosy" when he was 2 1/2. He has just recently stopped flapping his arms every time he gets excited. I blame Kara...

Anonymous said...

The way I figure it is at least you didn't put the frilly undies on him! A purple scarf is nothing compaired to the ruffle underware..... I do think purple is his color!!! Oh and you are about the cutest thing EVER!!! next to him of course.

Anonymous said...

Oh and your job can go pound sand up it's ass!

I had to start a different comment because I couldn't say that while commenting about your adorable nephew.

thethinker said...

I'm sorry about your job.

Maybe you should quit and have babies.

kara said...

sarah - wait wait wait wait wait...in my defense...your son picked out the purple leotard HIMSELF. And i thought we danced to lollipop. but admit it...the memories i help create are the best ones! or at least in the top 5!

pony - thank you for the sweet words! he is freaking adorable, isn't he. normally i shun those who incessantly post pictures of their children, but a)he's not mine and b)he's the most adorable child in the world and everyone who doesn't think so can go pound sand up their asses(TM)!

thinker - nah...i'm freaking out about gaining ten pounds...i'd never recover from gaining the 50 that comes with a baby...oh yeah...and the baby.

Anonymous said...

He looks so happy with that purple headdress! I hope someday when he's dating you'll parade the picture around his girlfriends. He'll LOVE it.

kara said...

jackie - i see you understand me very well. and so soon into our acquaintance. fabulous.