the misadventures of las mamacitas

   
             
             
       
   
             
             
 

the misadventures of las mamacitas

 
             

   
 
 

Saturday, July 12, 2003

 
how sad is this...lml has to cram about a menu before she goes into training tomorrow. no no this is not school, this is macaroni grill. she may be up late into the night, learning about garnishes. woopee. too bad she has to work both of her jobs tomorrow. yarf. she ended up being suckered into both today and was forced to be dish bitch. that sanitizer stuff really makes your hands smell weird. kinda like clams or something. ewww. then, sunday night, lml will sleep like a baby. ahhh if only it was sunday night.
off to memorize her ass off,
lml.


Friday, July 11, 2003

 
someone discarded an unloved toothbrush at the interection near my work. what was wrong with it? did its black handle remind them of death? the only time lml ever gets whistled at is when she's holding a "grand opening" sign. she got hit on too, by some boy with lots of tats. he was not ugly and urged her to dance around with the sign but she graciously declined, and instead commented on the two eight year olds crossing the street in their pajama pants at 2pm. no matter what your age, superman jammies still rock! the hot one agreed and told her not to work to hard whilst departing. word. lml much enjoys the song "i wish" by graham coxon. it is just plain cute. belle and sebastian rock too!! hell yea. so all of you in blogland know, lml hates, yes hates not being 21. oh the show is 21 and over so you can't come in. hey bite my ass okay? i should not be denied to hear a band i love because i cannot drink your fine wines and expensive liquers. bastards!! palo alto-lml regrets to inform you she cannot attend your gig tomorrow, and hopes you will return again someday. her dreams were shot out of the sky like a dead pheasant. eeww. if only lml was just one year older, wait no, that wouldn't help, she still would be exactly 14 days away from 21. yarg!!! time to beat head against brick wall. now don't you feel better?
-lml


Thursday, July 10, 2003

 
for all the ladies out there, just a friendly note from mr. nice guy. yes. fun fun fun when you don't have to work and noone wants to hang out with you. thus lml resorts to dare she say it, im. ahh! just when she thought it was over, another decided to talk her ear,..er fingers, off. that's why im is satan. lml sure does wish she could just get the hell out of here. why oh why does she have to be completly broke?? the gods must be crazy. they were crazy enough to throw down that coke bottle you know. hello, this is not the trash can. this is earth. learn how to take care of your waste! sheez. damn lml sure could go for a good will ferell movie right now. ha ha there is still time enough for zoolander. toodles we are finished.
-lml

 
realized whilst watching lost boys for the billionth time that "aren't" is a really messed up word. think about this sentence: aren't you going to the store? which really means- are not you going to the store? what the hell is that supposed to mean?? it sounds like robot talk. no wonder it's so difficult to learn english. it's entirely fucked up. especially with words with silent letters and completly ridiculous spellings such as phlegm. ahhh!! egocentric english assholes. that's why they did that you know. a lot of the other languages have many things in common, that way they're easier to learn. but english ho ho, that shit'll mess with your brain. you try to learn english? forget it. takes 7 times as much work. that way english can take over and monopolize everyone else. why know 18 languages when you can speak the most fucked up one of all and get by? wanks!!
so anyway, watched the neverending story last night. basically the plot is as follows:
"atttrrrrraaaaaayyyyyyuuuuuu!!!!!"......"fffaaaallllccccooorrrrrrr!!!!!!"
lml had forgotten about the kick ass theme song..damn good truckin music, or jazzercise..nope, just rockin out. it's creepy how you can watch a movie from your childhood and suddenly remember about your huge crush on one of the actors. aka rachel and atrayu. hell if i know how that's spelled. then you feel like a pediphile. lml felt the same while watching lost boys today. yes, she did have a crush on a mr. corey feldman. yea yea yea, laugh your sweet candy ass off. and while you're doing that, I'll be over here, looking through your stuff.
"how do those maggots taste michael?"
"great keifer, thanks! you're a four-star chef!"

oh hey and if you're bored, here's some uses for the spork.
excellent.

-lml


Wednesday, July 09, 2003

 
mis pies estan muertos.

hooray for cleaning the house. gee. lml is saddened by her hearing loss. after watching the worst screamo ever on monday, she discovered her left ear is a little messed up. hopefully it will go away. not much to tell. foco is as boring as ever and lml hates her life. yay. watching the pirates tonight. hot hot hot. mmhmm. off to the drive in then.
ha do this...go to google, type in "weapons of mass destruction" and then hit the "i'm feeling lucky" button. loverly. oh and lml loves "where i end and you begin," as well as the rest of hail to the thief. if you do not own it then you should.


Sunday, July 06, 2003

 
lmp:
recap of the celebration of this nation being born; a night of lighting fireworks, and enjoying the drunken neighbors trying to get their beer as well as their bodies on their roof, and then realizing to lmp's dismay that they're related, and then realizing they're not blood related and divorced out of the family made things not as bad. so the day consisted of a handful of family fights, the "crazy" zumbo g-pa tossing around his ingenious idea of a "cones & phones" shop (ice cream cones, hot dogs, soda, cell phones, and maybe even some satellite dishes), the druggy aunt layin into the 11th month old baby "don't you get an attitude with me, missy!", some pyrotechnics from the bro and cousin, and some baked potatoes w/ sour cream made it an interesting fourth. but hope to reunite with the other mamacitas tomorrow for an evening of music? if work schedules coincide? if not, see you 'round, chica.

 
feel like vomiting. ice cream hurts the tum tum when consumed in large amounts. ugh. funny that now yet another 15 year old is hitting on lml at work. it's a sad sad day, except for how lml went to a meeting for macaroni grill today and laughed her ass off. boys in cheerleader outfits. ha. especially gay boys. double ha. it's funny how sometimes a gay man can "werk it" far better than any female could. as an added bonus she discovered she will be working with emo boy. yes, the only one we have found all summer. there is definitely a shortage here in the fo co. heard he is foolish though, but that's okay, he's still nice to look at. mmm maybe it is time for ghostbusters or the fifth element or something. mm yes. sleep cycle is entirely messed up as lml can no longer fall asleep before 3 am or so. doesn't make getting up too easy. no siree.
 

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