It’s Holly

It’s the big TWENTY-ONE!!!

Sure, you’ve been drinking two-buck Chuck since way before you were 21, but now you can officially have it without your mother or your 17 year-old sister with the fake i.d. buy it for you. Congratulations honey.

Chris: “So, I’ve had like 4 drinks today… and 4 last night”
Holly: “Ohmigawd, I totally forgot it was your birthday. Happy birthday Chris!”
Chris: “No worries, I didn’t call you on your birthday”
Holly: “True”
…more unrelated conversation
Holly: “Okay honey, be safe… don’t drink and drive”
Chris: “Yeah, in my invisible car that runs on hopes and dreams, I’ll be okay”

Happy Birthday Christopher Adam. Now you can see concerts at clubs with me! YAYAY!!!

Yeah. Up yours hard and raw, hummer.

{{popup holly_fuh2.jpg holly_fuh2 220×180}}Holly’s Salute
while in traffic on the 5 South.

{{popup sam_fuh2.jpg sam_fuh2 220×180}}Sam’s Salute
At the Mira Mesa food court. Not only did we seek them out, we made sure they were looking at us when Sam flicked them off. Good job, Sam!

Eff You, H2!

As you all may remember from my past birthdays… it’s never really just a birth “day”. It’s more like a birth “week”. Thank you to everyone who’s participated thus far

And tonight the festivities continue… Lynell is taking me to dinner and a movie. Tomorrow night is dinner with Mom Waecker, Chris and Laura. Friday just happens to be Good Friday, and my sister’s last day at “The Plantation”, as we like to call it. She’s running north and not turning back. Go Tina! (or should I just call you Miss Tubman… run, girl, run!!!). That means it’ll be a nice little happy hour at Yardhouse or something… to end the week nice and shitfaced.

Happy birthday to Me.
Happy Emancipation Proclamation to Tina.

Another year… :sigh: 23 and counting.

Big ups to JUSTIN… the official first birthday well wisher. This was a nice way to wake up. Thanks Justin, you’re a doll. That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.

Kelly called too. She’s person number two. Call me and add your name to the “I called Holly and said Happy Birthday” list.

The “I Just Called to Say I Love You / Happy Birthday” List:
Kelly – 7:41AM. The first “call”. Thanks Kels!
Co-workers (Sam, Manual, Daniel, Lani…)- 9:24AM Thanks guys! Wow… I can’t believe my co-workers remembered before my sister. lol
Tina- 9:25AM… my own sister.. in a close 4th place. lol
Allison & Renee- 9:26AM Allison and I share the same birthday… so HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALLISON!!! and thanks Renee!
Josephine – 9:53AM. “You’re at work, but happy birthday” – thanks Peanut!!
Stephanie – 10:36AM. I know you called, girl, but I’m at work and I haven’t listened to my voicemail yet. Thanks tho!
Mario – 5:03PM via Text Message. You coulda called, punk… but thanks anyway.
Jonathan – March 19th, 10:33AM. A day late and a dollar short, Jonathan. But you know I love you anyway…
Lynell – March 20th, 11:35AM. Two days late… but you’re taking me out to dinner sometime this week so it’s okay :blush:

And I don’t understand my horoscope today at all:
“You’re not vulnerable, but you are open-minded. If you crack the window to listen, loved ones fill your ears with promises, promises – set out on your kitchen table like empty teacups.”

Yeah, happy frickin’ birthday. lol Here’s a better one:

“TODAY’S BIRTHDAY (March 18th). You truly have a new attitude this year, which opens avenues for success. Exclusive circles welcome you. One social tie leads to another, and before you know it, you’re in love. But the practicalities must be worked out by June, or it takes several more months for this relationship to hit a comfortable groove. Love signs are Aries and Sagittarius. Your lucky numbers are 9,5,19,1 and 35.”

Yeah, that one’s better. We’ll go with that one.
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My mother is finally on a plane to the Philippines. She’s over Samoa or Fiji or something right now. Thank goodness. We’ll all sleep easier when she lands.

My mom’s stranded at the airport in San Francisco. She spent the night there with her sister (my auntie), trying to catch a stand-by flight to the Philippines so she can see her dad (my grandfather) before he dies. I got the tickets on Expedia. Her scheduled flight is supposed to leave the 24th, but she wanted to leave right away.

Fuck Expedia. Fuck Philippine Air.

Got me all frustrated and whatnot. How is it possible for me to still buy tickets on Expedia for a flight (i just checked online) that leaves tonight, but Philippine Air can’t give her a definite answer on whether or not she can take the same flight? Bastards. I might just have to go up there and lay the smack down… drop kick someone.

1. What time did you get up this morning?   3:00AM – kissed my mom goodbye ’cause she’s going to the Philippines.
2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds, bitch.
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? I can’t even remember… I think it was the Matrix Revolutions. lol
4. What is your favorite TV show? Lost, American Idol, The Contender
5. What did you have for breakfast? Spinach and Asiago Cheese Bagel w/ Cream cheese (yeah, that’s right, I topped cheese with cheese…
6. What is your middle name?Beth Camposano
7. Favorite cuisine?Sushi/Japanese
8. What foods do you dislike?Bell Peppers…. yecht!
9. What is your favorite flavor? Peach, Passion Fruit or Mango
10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? John Legend – Get Lifted
11. What kind of car do you drive?  ’04 Toyota Solara (her name is Raven)
12. Favorite sandwich?  Turkey Cranberry from Nordy’s
13. What characteristic do you despise? High siddidy and uppity… lol if that’s a characteristic
14. Favorite item of clothing? Scarves! (I can knit, bitch)
15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation where would you go? Back to Paris…
16. What color is your bathroom?   Is mold a color? lol j/k It’s white… really…
17. Favorite brand of clothing? That’s a hard one….
18. Where would you retire to?  Carlsbad or Encinitas
19. Favorite time of the day?  8pm
20. What was your most memorable birthday?  21st – strangers were buying me shots.
21. Where were you born?  Philadelphia, PA
22. Favorite sport to watch?  Boxing, Football (now that I understand it… lol )
23. Who do you least expect to send this back to you? 
I don’t knw, it’s on my blog. But feel free to copy and paste your own responses in the comments
24. Person you expect to send it back first?  n/a
25. What fabric detergent do you use? Whatever my mom gets at Costco.
26. Are you a morning person or a night person? Night 
27. What is your shoe size?  9
28. Do you have any pets?  No 
29. Any new and exciting news you’d like to share with friends and family? I quit, bitch! … I ran north with my sister and never turned back. And I started a new job, the coolest job ever…

30. What did you want to be when you were little?A lawyer, a doctor…

31. When is your birthday (I just added this question. lol)

32. What do you want for your birthday? Hmm… Nothing much. A call from a certain someone would be nice (you know who you are…), but I don’t “need” anything.

I found my match. I went to SBux, as usual.. .and got the infamous Triple Grande Soy Vanilla Latte from yesterday’s blog. I’m waiting with the rest of the “sheeple” for our names to get called or our drinks to be yelled out. Then the cute asian gay barista says “Triple Grande Vanilla Latte” and I go up to the counter and grab it, but the little electronic label thing doesn’t say “Soy”. Then I see it has the name “Paul”. So I’m all up in this mans drink about to take a swig and I step back and turn around.

…And there he was…

My starbucks soulmate… my coffee partner in crime – except he’s not lactose intolerant so he can get regular milk instead of soy. He was cute too… light skinned black guy, green eyes. Then he grabbed his latte and left.

This would be a great story to tell the grandkids… “I met your grandpa at a starbucks. I almost stole his drink but then I realized it wasn’t soy.”

…sigh…

“I’m thinkin’ about yo’ mama to a funky beat
I went to her house, and she licked me on the cheek
I said “Um, excuse me, lady, but I remember
seeing you at the Paladium way back in September,
‘Cause you were beat boxing to {{popup lou.gif lou 495×519}}Lou Rawls
in some bright red boxer draws”
You said yo moms was pretty and young, but she old as dirt
and got hair on her tongue.” – The Pharcyde, ‘Ya Mama’

{{popup lou.gif lou 495×519}}So our good ol’ friend Lou Rawls is going to be at the El Cajon Performing Arts Center this week singing Sinatra. How hard up on money are you to be at th El Cajon Performing Arts Center singing someone elses songs? It’s okay, Lou. If I were hard up, I’d do it ,too. Hell, maybe Lou just loves performing so much that he’ll do it anywhere.

So in another one of our mundane IM conversations, my sister starts spitting out old R&B singers doing other standard songs… here’s the convo:

Holly: Ooh girl, Joe Cocker gonna be at Pala!
Tina: yay?
Holly: lolol
Holly: LMAO, {{popup lou.gif lou 495×519}}”Lou Rawls Sings Sinatra” at the El Cajon Performing Arts Center
Tina: oh man… “George Benson sings RENT” at the Escondido Art Center
Holly: shut the front door. I’d so go
Tina: LMAO you would not!
Holly: Al Jarreau sings Rent, I am SOOO there. or Al Green! stop!
Tina: lmao Al Green would be good
Tina: he’d be like “We’re not gonna paaaay..sha la la la”
Holly: LOLOL
Tina: “somebody help me sang!…La Vie Bohemme”
Holly: “we’re not gonnna payyyy, well, well, last years rent…” LMAOOO
Tina: LOL
Holly: i gotta blog that

Thanks to BJ, I’m officially addicted to what some call “white people’s legal corporate crack” – the Triple Grande Soy Vanilla Latte at Starbucks. The name “Triple Grande Soy Vanilla Latte” didn’t come to me over night… first it was a “Grande Vanilla Latte with Soy and an Extra Shot, Please”. Then it became a “Grande Soy Vanilla Latte with an Extra Shot, Please” and now it’s a “Triple Grande Soy Vanilla Latte, Now”. After reading my receipts and the little electronic labels they put on the cups now, I see that instead of “extra shot” you can just say “triple”. What’s your favorite drink with all the extras? Let me know and I’ll condense the name down to a few words so you don’t sound like an asshole. I’d love to be one of those people that hates corporate america and all of the evilness that they stand for… you know, “One Love, Up yours corporate america, Stuck Farbucks!!” and all of that jazz, but I’m addicted.

Completely and totally addicted.

…sigh…

My sister found this little image following a click thru ad from the wonderful folks at Kraft foods.

Notice the warning. How many damn people called in, wrote in, or emailed Kraft enough for them to post a WARNING about eating the eggs whole. How many deaths have been attributed to “Whole Jell-O Easter Egg Swallowing”. I’m sure there are statistics. I would love to meet their copywriter. I’m loving the description…

“Makes 6 three dimensional Eggs.”… as opposed to 6 two-dimensional eggs… or 6 one-dimensional eggs…Nope! They’re 3-D, bitch!

They do look good tho.