The Life of an Aspiring Sociopath

At this point you are probably wondering what the hell you have gotten yourself into; you are not the first to ask that question. Well, sit back and enjoy the ride kiddies...welcome to the truly strange, bizarre, sometimes sad, outrageous, unbelievable life of... The Devine Miss K. I may be a little psychotic, but I am damn cute.

Location: Silverdale, Washington, United States

Likes: My cat Lola (all cats) & animals. (Except snakes-yuk), writing, reading, traveling (I have been to Japan, China, Australia, Hawaii and Hong Kong.) I love Asian Architecture—I have a Kimono on my wall; The Disney Villains (I collect them) – Disneyland ( and world.) Comedy Clubs; laughing; snuggling; people watching; singing; painting; cooking; baking; (I am an awesome baker!)- being with friends. Talking, talking and talking. Teaching, kids, intelligent conversation and people….and dreaming. (Oh don’t forget sleep!) Dislikes: Liver, Fish, Star Trek ( but I LOVVVE Star Wars), commercials repeated again and again, slow drivers, inconsiderate people, bad smells, being cold—being too hot, computers that freeze at the worst times and milk gone bad.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

broken and bruised

Well, I cannot guareentee how this post will look, as I am writing it with a dislocated shoulder, which has been relocated-but has a fracture. I fell in the tub and smashed myself. I knew I had dislocated it because I heard a snap. I was so scared because I could not get out of the tub; finally I flopped myself onto the floor and slithered to the other room ( nude of course). I had to throw a show at the phone to get it to fall on the floor and then when I finally got my phone, it was connected to the internet. FUCK! I dialed 911, eventually, and these gorgeous EMTS busted through my window. I had to go to the hospital nude! Jebus.

So, I dislocated my right shoulder in a major way, fractured it and tore a muscle. Nice. And my dad was so mean to me! He said, " I have no sympathy for you because you are a dumbass." Oh, but him falling off the roof and dislocating his arm was okay...

I had to go home in a taxi with a hospital gown and slippers. :( What a day...and now somehow I have to try and pack and move this weekend. I am in a lot of pain and really pissed at my family. I asked my Mom to come help me, the ER nurse told my mom I needed help and she said she could not because she was going to go to Seattle with Kena and Savannah. Oh, screw everyone. I am bitter now.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

I must kill the Broccoli

My goal becomes clear...the Broccoli must die! - Stewie Griffin

Ugh, only 3 more days at this place and then I shall be free from these people forever..." Give us are free!" ( A little Amastad for you..)

Things to do:

Call Cable People
Email new boss
Pack my shit
( well, not literally)

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

What do you want? I am trying to nap. Posted by Picasa

Who is the pet and who is the master? Posted by Picasa

That's right, I'm cool.. Posted by Picasa

I'm a get me my ice cream! Posted by Picasa

Yes, I realize I misspelled "your" on the previous picture...wanna make something of it? Posted by Picasa

Hello, I am Miss Stebner you're teacher. And if you piss me off, I will kill you.  Posted by Picasa

Really, I didn't spill the paint! Posted by Picasa

We're off to school! Posted by Picasa

I'm ready for my close up Mr. Deville Posted by Picasa

I am too sexy for this plant Posted by Picasa

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Leaving Hell

Well, only 6 more days in this hell called, "Yakima." ( Crackima, Yaki-vegas) I am moving to Silverdale and will be working in Poulsbo at a private school, teaching school for kids w ith emotional disabilities. It will be a nice scenery change. Ah, single navy men, that cannot be a bad thing.

What is my cat's problem today?? meow, meow, meow..Jesus. I think she knows we are moving. STOP ATTACKING MY LEG! Damn furrball.

I need to go to work now....nothing like dealing with drug addicted teens. Yes, yes working at a rehab fror teens is a kick in the anal eye. No, kids I do not do drugs...but you make me wish I did.