Party Banana

I feel very accomplished. I'm playing on a dodgeball team with my Buddy's coworkers. Our first game is this evening. I watched all of Nip/Tuck Season 5 in its entirety in three days. (I haven't watched season four but I've picked up the tidbits I missed.) My deadline on a huge ass assignment that I have barely worked on was extended to Monday. I just found this SWEET mechanical pencil on a table at school. My Halloween costume is badass and, granted, I'm not a fan of Halloween, I feel sexy hot in this costume.


Anyway, I was in the bathroom today and there was a girl who seriously sprayed herself no less than 20 times. I heard a 'spritz, spritz' pause 'spritz, spritz' pause. It starts to drift into my stall. Okay, not bad. Then 'spritzspritzspritzspritzspritzspritzspritzspritzspritzspritzspritzspritz.' pause. I am coughing in my stall at this point. Two more spritzes. I flush and am near gagging. I go out to see this little freshman, painted fucking face and all, spraying herself down. She looks like she showered within the past 24 hours and doesn't resemble a French woman, so I'm confused. I'm washing my hands and she spritzes again. Drying my hands, spritz. I left the bathroom and she's still in there, spraying everywhere. What the hell. No one, NO ONE, needs to use that much spray. I'm sure if I went back in there in an hour, it would still smell like a hooker convention. If you're using more than three sprays of any kind of body spray, either get a new spray that you can smell or shower more often.

I miss summer. It's October and there was no progression of seasons. It went from sweaty as shit to holy-crap-where's-my-winter-coat? I refuse to bust out my coat for another couple of days, which probably contributes to my sniffles.

I just got hired at a Lutheran high school as their JV girls basketball coach. I'm really excited because I've wanted to get into coaching for quite some time. The pay's lower because it's at a parochial school but I don't really mind. It's going to be a lot fun. Hopefully it'll be somewhat eventful, too. Imagine the Lifetime movie. "Public-educated Catholic lady coaches parochial-educated Lutheran girls in the fabulous sport that brings us all together." Starring Jenna Fischer, of course. It's going to be like Remember the Titans meets Air Bud meets Jesus.

Also, The Ruth Show is available on Pandora. No, I'm not reading blog entries on a podcast-type thing. I sound like a 45 year-old woman with a slight Canadian accent and a permanent sinus infection. Go to Pandora.com (get an account if you don't have one, because it is QUITE badass and has exposed me to 300% more music). Click the "Share" button above the Pandora Tuner, and select "Find a Shared Station." Type in the email address of a registered Pandora listener (heybigroo2124@yahoo.com), and you will be able to click on the name of any of their current stations, which will immediately load and begin playing in the Pandora Tuner. I have The Ruth Show which is everything and Oldies Soul, when I need to get my groove on or have not met my Al Green quota for the month. Enjoy my musical tastes because they're better than yours.