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Woot, Woot. Happy New Year’s Folks! And this sleep deprived blogger is OUT. MEOW. OH hell no, this B just meowed at us. Well, yes I did and I don’t know why.

Chocolate Milk Vodka Anyone?

I’m Out!

I thought this was pretty funny and insulting at the same time, a Thai netizen ranting on and on about why some guys don’t want to get married in the comment section for Tangmoe and Thank’s break up article at Manager website.

“The reason why some guys don’t have a wife yet is because…

I can enjoy xxx in a good price range
Going out every week=2,000 x 4 = 8,000 baht/ month ($247 USD)
= 8,000 x 12 = 96,000 baht/ year ($2,964.79 USD)
I can choose whatever generation (meaning he can date young girls too), any size, the latest thing on the box.
There is no obligation, no assurance of worth or service.

Searching for a wife
Capital for courting= 100,000 up ($3,088.33 USD)
Capital for a down payment= 300,000 baht up ($9,264.98 USD)
Cost of a home for her=1,500,000 baht up ($46,324.89 USD)
Traveling expenses=600,000 up ($18,529.96 USD)
Service fee per month=50% of your monthly salary
Which does not include the waste of time and the insanity from the interference and the terribleness from the product (meaning the girl)

Once you buy it, you can’t take it back. You can’t use other similar products together (meaning no threesomes)
The product has long life; however, its quality decreases as soon as you purchase it.
Though the product is used, but is sold full price (meaning the guy she married was not her first).
You do not have the right to own your product.
But the product has the right to own you,
And everything you own.
If your product shoots up bamboo (I think it means having a kid, not too familiar with the expression), the revenue that we discussed since the beginning, all of it, you have to subtract 30%.

[Gibberish that I don't understand] to have a wife there is a lot of suffering…

To have a wife is like a cellphone…it’s like a device to wait, to be attached.
To have a wife is like having a guard…waiting, interrogating, and make you feel on edge.
To have a wife is like having a house…to live there for a long time, you will get bored of it.
To have a wife is like a ghost…her body is never made up.
To have a wife is like a demon…when she is upset, it’s quite scary.
To have a wife is like having a clay jar…you can put fermenting fish there for hundreds of years.
To have a wife is like having a debit card…you need to add money to it continuously
To have a wife is like a galloping horse…once they gallop they never wait when they feel bold
To have a wife is liking having a computer…you have to get it repair often.
To have a wife is like a Gourami fish…once they discover better water, they want to leave.
To have a wife is like a tiger…they completely devour the prey with nothing left.
To have a wife is like a scissor…whenever you cut, it breaks off every time.
To have a wife you like to spend more…buy a new one, sweetheart (hubby)
To have a wife you like to be pestering…every time you see each other you complain.
To have a wife you like to [??] heart…why do you like to be with each other.”

Wow, that was insulting. As a woman, I’ve been deduce to being a damaging/ nagging product and apparently I’m too expensive. All women are. He rather seek prostitutes than be in a committed relationship.

Last weekend, mother nature covered our area with 2 ft of snow, a few days later, she did again.  I swear, she just hates us. I’m tired of winter, I’m tired of snow, I’m tired of the cold. When will it end!!

Damn you Punxsutawney Phil!

In my parts, we celebrate Groundhog’s day (February 2) by bringing out Punxsutawaney Phil (a groundhog) to predict the weather. If he sees his shadow, it means six more weeks of winter. If not, it’s the opposite, early spring. This year, he DID see his shadow and soon after, we were bombarded with a major snow storm that covered our area with 2 ft of snow.

Two days ago, we had a another storm, a blizzard that added more snow to our area. Gr! Snow started falling around 5pm (Rush Hour)Tuesday evening and continued to Wednesday evening. Yesterday, I had off because of the snow. Today, I had to call off because I couldn’t get out of my house.

If you imagined that streets and lanes are waterways, my house is like situated on an island. To the front, we have our main road that connects to our town. To the back, we have a small lane that we share with our 7 neighbors. Usually, I park at the back because there is more room and is more accessible because the main road to the front is extremely busy and hard to back out of. During the winter time, the back lane of my house usually gets plowed. But not this year. Why? I called my borough police department to get some answers and they told me, it might not be a designated road to be plowed. WTF! Every year, you plow it, why not this year? It’s paved too, it’s not a gravel road.

Because of the wind and drifting snow, our back lane is covered in 3-4 ft of snow.  Gr, snow stresses me out because I have to worry about my car, my family’s safety, driving in snow, accidents, other drivers who don’t know when to slow down.

In case you didn’t know, I live in one of the Mid-Atlantic states that were slammed by 2 major snow storm in less of a week apart. Damn you snow, I’m tired of you.

My house from Google Maps. I live on an island surrounded by asphalt waterways.

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Yahooooo!!! Has it been 2 years?! We have reach the age of the terrible 2s. Toddler age! Awe, I’m gonna cry now. Fanning my teary eyes just now, I’m getting emotional y’all. Just kidding. Any changes for the 2nd year? Probably nothing, same old stuff as the year before and the year before that, unless you have any suggestions. I’m open to anything. I probably need to change my layout, but that requires thought and work, two things that don’t go well with me.

I just want to say thank you for visiting, thank you for commenting, thank you for making me laugh, thank you for helping me, thank you for making this blog a community rather than just one person rambling on about her lakorn addiction. It has been a great 2 years without drama, without nonsense, just a bunch of people enjoying a good laugh. I aim to keep my blog light, silly, and up front, thank you for reading.

What have I learn about my readers these past 2 years is that you people are a bunch of pervs and I find it very amusing. Besides my subbed lakorn pages and my eng/w subbed page, my top 2 post of all time is of Nickhun shirtless and May fake bathing for Wasson cosmetic company (a post which no longer exists for some reason).

My Stats:

Top Out Clicks—you guys sure love Dirtiilaundry. Don’t worry, I like them too.

*In case, you haven’t notice, my blogroll does have purpose, nearly all of them relate to the Thai entertainment in some way or another. Darathai does reviews for Thai music;  WiseKwai writes about Thai movies; Dirtiilaudry, Fanaticstars, Tina’s blog, and myself translate Thai gossip. Lome from Darknesslakorn does lakorn capping as do I and Tina. M aka Bkkdreamer writes about his experiences living in Thailand and occasionally about Thai stars. It’s a community.

Overall:
Total views: 5,492,955
Busiest day: 23,385 — Thursday, September 3, 2009—>When I did caps for “Revolving Hearts or Love Rotation”, Weir and Pinky’s lakorn. It was the finale.

It has been good.

Where I’m at, it’s snowing my dear friends and foes. Sighs, sorry to be a grump, I hate snow like no other. When you’re an adult, you drive, and school delays no longer exist, snow becomes more of a nuisance than  a joy. Actually in my case, it becomes hazardous. Driving in snow has never been my forte, I can not tell you how many times I have ‘almost’ gotten into a car accident because I lost control of my car when driving in snow, sleet, or freezing rain.

Cars for everyone, 6 cars for 7 people. I live in a household with 7 individuals and I find it funny that I rarely see them. My grandparents live on the top floor in the two master bedrooms, they rarely go anywhere but to the supermarket. My brother is an electrician at some company nearby (yea, I kinda don’t pay attention), he works the 3rd shift. My parents work 7 days a week, evenings. By the time I leave, they get up. My brother fiance who lives with us leaves the house by 12 noon every day or earlier for school and then works at night as a nurse. She doesn’t get back until late, of course, this is not everyday. I leave the house daily by 12 noon and don’t get back until evening. Our schedules only allow use to collide briefly to say ‘hi’ and then we’re out. I live with 6 other people and at times I don’t think they even exist.