Working Out and Swearing

A week and a half ago, I was out with some friends at a local Goth club (that was awesome AND that I’m totally taking RC Murphy to next time she visits). Toward the end of the night, my friend G and I were lamenting about our age, our bellies (because we both could pull off the pregnant look), and how no one really looks at us anymore. It’s fucking depressing (and we’ll discuss my swearing on this blog in a moment). So, we’re standing at the bar watching everyone and talking about this, and a light bulb explodes over my head (figuratively, not literally). I turn to G and say, “Hey, there’s a gym at my apartment complex now. It has treadmills, an elliptical, and dumbbells and everything. You could come over and workout.” He replies, “I drive right by your house every day after work.” I’m paraphrasing at this point because my memory sucks, but the fact of the matter is that he stuck out his hand and we shook on it, thereby making a pact to workout together.

G showed up Monday after work and we hit the gym. It was great to have a workout partner again, and we decided we’d work out Monday through Thursday because his woman has Friday off. Perfect, and that totally works for me!

Now, I can’t recall if it was during Monday or Tuesday’s workout, but at one point, G mentioned that I swear a lot on my blog and that makes it difficult to read. I tweeted and Facebooked about this comment. Anyway, what he said surprised me and we discussed it. He said it was weird that he felt like that because when they (he and a bunch of our friends) would play certain online games, they’d get kicked out for swearing. I remember these games. They’d swear from room to room, down the hallway at each other. It was hysterical, and I totally used one of those moments in a scene for one of my vamp books, Gemini, which will be out later this year.

G is a computer guy. Always has been since I’ve known him, which has been over 20 years now. A lot of my friends are techie-geek types. Of course, because I sort of am too. So his deal was that “it’s on the internet,” which means the internet is permanent. You can’t erase that shit, even if you delete it. I get it. I totally do, and I explained to him that I get it; I understand what I’ve put out there. I even told him that I don’t tweet, Facebook, blog EVERYTHING. I really don’t. There is shit that I could totally write about and send into cyberspace, but I don’t. Why? Because people don’t want to read that shit and it could destroy lives. There are just some things you don’t put out there. Of course, I could be wrong about this because we have shows where the entire plot is based on DRAMA. Shows like Real Housewives of (insert city here). Yeah. I’d have been fucking rich by now if we’d had a camera on us during the family feud 5 years ago that tore the family apart. Talk about drama!!!

G also bought my book NemesisI made sure he understood there was a lot of swearing in it. He said, “In books, it doesn’t bother me.” I get that too.

So I asked the Twittersphere and Facebook if they thought it was difficult to read my blog with all the swearing, because I’m curious now, since G put the thought in my mind. I know some people are easily offended, and those people end up unfollowing or unfriending me. I really don’t care. Being offended is a choice, in my opinion, and if you choose to be offended (which G wasn’t at all), that’s your problem, not mine. But here’s the thing, and someone made this very comment, if it’s supposed to be a post where I need you to take me seriously, like if I were to write up a post featuring Defenders of Wildlife to discuss the massacre of wolves, I wouldn’t swear. Plain and simple. I can’t be taken seriously if I’m swearing like a sailor. I know this.

Now, if I’m writing up one of my Spam Comment posts, I’m definitely going to swear! It helps add to the humor. It’s like my friend Charles St. Michael, whose online ID for YouTube and Twitter is “like2sayfukalot” or “liketosayfukalot”. He’s fucking hysterical, by the way. You should go watch his videos.

So I guess I do swear a lot on here, and I can’t use the excuse that this is my personal blog because everything I do anymore is under the “Jinxie” name. Y’all know me as “Jinxie” and have for 4 years, or more for some of you. I’ve been using “Jinx” or “Jinxie” or “Jinxie G” for at least 6 years now, maybe a bit longer.

But there’s one other thing I’d like to point out: I’m different online from my real self. The people who have known me in real life for a long time see that when they see me online. In reality, I’m shy until I get to know you. I do swear a lot, which Umi likes to yell at me for after she drops an f-bomb, but I probably swear a lot more online. However, you’ll see me rant about things, talk about other stuff, but there are things I just won’t say or do out of respect…unless you’ve backed me into a corner with your drama bullshit. It’s happened before. Once. Five years ago. If you for whatever reason decide to do that to me, you’d best be prepared for my claws. They’re pretty fucking sharp. The thing with that is, I don’t play games. I just end them in one move. I’m pretty damn good at it.

I rarely swear on the recipe posts, though. The swearing really all depends on what I’m writing about, and that’s my point.

In other news, I worked my arms so hard last week that it took 3 goddamn days to recover!

This week’s workout will be sporadic, since G may go out of town mid-week. Regardless, I’m still working out, and I know G won’t let me stop. He was in the Army. I’m so screwed, people.

Next week: Moonbug’s final days (yeah, that one’s going to be difficult to write)


Spam Comment – 25 June 2012

Hey, minions! I barely skimmed this one and thought it was perfect before I even realized which post it was on, which makes it even more perfect. HA!

Today’s spam comment comes from piscine bois tonga, and was  left on . . . wait for it . . . Zombieland. When you read below, you’ll understand why this is just too awesome for words:

hello!,I love your writing very much! percentage we keep up a correspondence more about your post on AOL? I require a specialist in this space to solve my problem. May be that’s you! Having a look ahead to look you.

Well, piscine . . . wait, may I call you piscine, or should I go with tonga? *waves hand* Whatever. I was wrong (<—- yes, gentlemen, I just said that. I actually do admit when I’m wrong) about this being too awesome for words because I actually do have some words. I’m glad you love my writing so much,  piscine, but no, we cannot correspond via AOL, and I’ll tell you why. I don’t have AOL. I haven’t had AOL in YEARS, like since it first came out. I consider AOL a virus, much like Internet Explorer and a multitude of other programs forced onto your computer when you buy it. Do you have any idea how long I’ve been on the Internet, piscine? Of course not, because you don’t know me. I’ve been online since the early 90s. That’s correct, a long fucking time (tomorrow, we’ll discuss my swearing on here). Obviously, if you’re on AOL, of course you’re having an issue with whatever it is you’re needing help with, because being on AOL means you don’t know how to work any other browser . . . or you’re afraid of change, like my ex-fiance. He’s got AOL. Maybe you could talk to him, though I doubt he’d be of much help to you, seeing as how you’re both on AOL and neither of you seems to know jack about computers.

Also, it slays me (yes, I said it) that you require a zombie specialist, since you posted on my review of a zombie movie, and isn’t today your lucky day? Go on, ask me why. Go on. *nudges* Okay, okay, okay . . . I just so happen to be one of the top seven Commanders of the Zombie Survival Crew. Yep. You bet your ass, I am. So perhaps, if you’re having a zombie-related issue, I can help you. Oh, you’re not? Well, crap, piscine. What the hell do you want then?

Oh, I don’t think so . . . .

But while you’re looking ahead to look me . . . is that some sort of futuristic thing? Or wait, maybe YOU are a zombie, piscine! *draws weapon* Come to think of it, your comment looks like it was written by a zombie.

*fires bolt*

Hmm . . . whoopsie! Piscine wasn’t a zombie, but hey, that’s one less spammer in the world. Perhaps they should have worn this shirt…

Click on the image to view the actual shirt

You’re welcome!


Mexican Chicken and Rice

I know, it’s been a long time since I posted a recipe, but I’ve been busy with other things and haven’t been experimenting much in the kitchen. Lucky for you, my sister-friend Deni has! She sent me this wonderful recipe last night. Though she said it tastes awesome, I have no idea, but we’re going to trust her opinion, especially since she’s learned how to cook. =)

Mexican Chicken and Rice

Photo credit: Deni

Prep time: 20 minutes

Cook time: 50-60 minutes


2 cups long grain rice

4 cups chicken broth or water

1 ½ teaspoons salt

Add salt to liquid in sauce pan, bring to boil.

Add rice, bring back to boil, cover, simmer for 20 minutes on low.

2-3 tablespoons bacon grease

1 diced red pepper

1 diced green pepper

1 dic ed medium onion

4 cloves of garlic pressed or diced

1 ½ -2 cups diced tomatoes (or 1 can diced tomatoes 10 ounces)

In large skillet, sauté vegetables in bacon grease over medium heat until soft.  (5-7 minutes)

1 tablespoon sugar

1 can diced green chili (4 ounces)

1 can green enchilada sauce (10 ounces)

3 cups of cooked shredded chicken

Add sugar, green chili, enchilada sauce and chicken to the vegetables, allow to saute at medium-low heat for 3-5 minutes.  Salt and pepper as you prefer.  (about 1 ½ teaspoons salt and ½ teaspoons pepper)

Mix in cooked rice.  Serve with a dollop of sour cream.

(It also makes sense to top with a few black olives or slices of avocado for garnish.)

NEMESIS Goes to Print

Hi there, Minions!

If you didn’t have the opportunity to purchase my book NEMESIS during the pre-order, it is now available on Amazon. Just click on the photo below:

Print edition on Amazon

I promise I’ll work on a good post for you next week! I have a few ideas zipping around my head, but just can’t seem to get them out.

If you have any ideas for blog posts, or something you’d like to see me talk about more, by all means, please say so in the comments. I’d love to hear your feedback and ideas! =)

Spam Comment – 18 June 2012

Good morning, my minions. I hope the day finds you well. As for my spammers, well, I hope you achieve a better education so you can leave this shitty job. I mean, let’s face it, you’re not really accomplishing anything but annoying the fuck out of people. Yes, I’m right. I’m not arrogant enough to claim that I’m always right, but on this I am.

This week’s spam comment comes from Beiibhy (how in the fuck do you pronounce that?) and posted on Zombieland. I’m laughing my ass off over here. You’ll see why:

The movie was great because Will Smith is a top-notch actor…

Wait, I’m stopping right there. What fucking movie did you watch? Was Will Smith in Zombieland and I didn’t notice after viewing it like five times? Maybe he was one of the many zombies. Um, yeah, I don’t think so. So WHAT exactly does Will Smith have to do with ZOMBIELAND? Let’s take a look at more of the comment…

The edinng wasn’t up to par with the intense drama that was developed throughout the entire length of the movie. I agree with the edinng being too cookie-cutterish. (Yay i support u WRIXEL)In response to Locksley the trap was made by the zombies, who mimicked will smith’s trap in order to lure him near the building where they were camping…

Ah, you’re talking about I Am Legend. An interesting movie, but I have to correct you on something. That movie does NOT have zombies in it. They’re more like vampires, I suppose, so we’ll call them that for lack of a better term (because zombie sure as fuck isn’t the correct one). I can understand your confusion – blood-sucking undead carnivores. Really, I can. And WTF is WRIXEL? Anyone? Okay, let’s look at more…

However, this was a bit incongruent with the lack of intelligence the zombies were displaying earlier.As far as how the zombies were designed, I thought it would be better if they didnt all look the same. Supposedly it was a virus that causes hairloss, skin reactions, and loss of pigmentation, but I dont understand why they all looked like clones. I personally thought the zombies looked scary. =( Yes i am one of those ppl who jump at everything tho. >.<

*sigh* You are an idiot. First, we didn’t see enough of the vampires (not zombies) to deem their intelligence level. Just sayin’. Second, do you even realize this movie was a remake, on top of being based off a novel (you know, those rectangular things with words printed on paper)? Right. Doubtful.

Okay then, NEXT.

Note: I wrote this post during an insomnia night. Can you tell? My sarcasm becomes stronger on nights like those.

Birthday Wish List

Yes, I’d really LOVE to have this cake!

“It’s my birthday and I’ll sing if I want to…”

I’ve had a few people ask me what I want for my birthday. My first response is, of course, to sell LOTS of books. That’s a given any day of the year, though, so I decided that since tomorrow is my birthday, I’d make a wish list:

1) Donate to Defenders of Wildlife

2) An eReader (doesn’t have to be a fancy new one, but all of my books are on Kindle for PC right now, so a Kindle would be kinda cool)

3) A new laptop!!!!!!! *gets on knees and begs* PLEASE! (If this bitch dies, I’m out of work and can’t write/edit)

4) Game of Thrones: Season 1 DVD set (so I can waste more time, but more importantly, so Umi can watch it)

5) Tires for my truck (I know that’s expensive, but asphalt hits over 200 degrees in summer here and those bitches are going to pop soon)

6) The Walking Dead: Season 2 DVD set (is this even out yet?)

7) Donate to because there are a lot of people in the world who need clean water

8) Whatever it will take to stop the pain I’m in every day

9) To take an awesome trip somewhere cool with a bunch of close friends (what do you mean I’ve already done that? I don’t want to WORK during the trip!)

10) BMW 765Li (it is tradition in my family to always include at least ONE completely out of reach present, but if you want to buy me a car, I’d take a Ford Fusion or Chevy Cruze)

11) Diamonds (what can I say? I’m a girl)

12) That fucking birthday cake in the picture above! I’m serious!

13) The ability to stop time for as long as I need to get certain things done….without aging!

There you go. 😀

Spam Comment – 11 June 2012

Yeah, I’ve shortened the title a bit more.

So it’s June 11th and several people have birthdays this week, according to my Facebook notifications . . . including ME! WOOT! The birthday post will pop up tomorrow, but for now, we’ve got a new spam comment. *throws confetti* What? My birthday’s coming up soon. I’ve been in a confetti throwing mood lately. 😀

Today’s spam comment comes from google seo and was posted on Spam Comment – 28 May 2012. That’s just too awesome for words. BUT WAIT! There’s more…this is the FIRST spam comment I’ve received that’s NOT IN BROKEN ENGLISH. See below…

Estoy impresionado! Blog muy informativo puesto aquí mi amigo. Sólo quería comentar y decir mantener la calidad del trabajo.

That’s right, my very first Spanish spam. I’m so proud. *pats spammer on head* I think you’re finally learning!