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missy gutierrez


Last Updated: 7/21/2009

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Gender: Female
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 32
Sign: Sagittarius

City: old towne orange
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 1/21/2004

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Tuesday, January 27, 2009 

Current mood:  argumentative
bum 1: ...nah, man. everyone who's been in the military knows you don't talk about that shit

bum 2: shut the fuck up! i was a fuckin' mercenary and a cook. you don't know what you're talking about!

bum 1: a cook AND a mercenary?!?! who the fuck do you think you are? steven segal in "under seige"? you're a fucking idiot. you're a disgrace to your country...

bum 2: good! this country blows

bum 1: (yelling) then why don't you leave? go to canada, mother-fucker!

bum 2: (yelling back) because i love my country.

bum 1: WHAT?!? you're a fucking idiot

bum 3: do you guys have a cigarette?

bum 1: fuck you, i'm a disabled veteran and i love my country!!!

bum 3: you're a fuckin' bum, dude.

bum 1: i'm not a bum, i'm homeless

bum 3: what's the fucking difference? (exit bum 3 to catch the southbound 1 route)

bum 2:  i'm not talking to you anymore

bum 1: fuck you!!!


you can't beat free entertainment. i cracked up when bum 1 made the "under seige" comment. i'm just glad they didn't get on my bus.


Friday, June 27, 2008 

Current mood:  enlightened
o.k, o.k, i know i have a tendency to romanticize the most ridiculous of things in life but, all and all, it's kind of what keeps me going everyday.

a quick whir of adolescent nostalgia has brought me to a thing of pure magnificence (if only in missyland). this video, besides being one of my favorite songs back in the day (i always wanted to fall in love to this song), has visually stunned this gal with images of how she thinks the world should be. leaves of all colors, decrepit railroad tracks, open fields, tractors, school buses, old houses, corn silos, clothes lines, cemeteries, boys with cuffed jeans (sigh)...it's too much for me.

the funny thing is, i actually went to hershey, Pa. when i was a kid. i remember really enjoying it but it was completely overshadowed by this little place called "the house on the rock' in wisconsin. a spectacularly frightening place for a morbid child. i chose siouxsie and the banshee's "peepshow" album as the soundtrack due to the creepy carousels and doll rooms.

back to the video....it may have taken me many, many years but i've finally fallen in love to this song...with the video...thanks boys!!! you've made a missy smile today!!!




Currently listening:
The Ocean Blue
By The Ocean Blue
Release date: 1989-07-20
Sunday, May 25, 2008 

Current mood:  amused
adoring fan 1452
the steely dandito

location- westbound 50 at katella and race track
description- tall, slender, bald, nicely dressed, irate male
infraction- fare evasion

narrative- upon reaching the bus stop @ katella & race-track, a white male entered the bus claiming to be injured and without identification. i asked him if he had the fare. he lashed out with unkind words and then explained to me that he would not be paying the fare OR exiting the bus and then requested transit police.


"as you wish, sir"

he stormed to the back of the bus, whipped out his C.D. player, and began drumming and singing Steely Dan at the top of his lungs. i did not recognize the song but a loud "WOO!!! STEELY DAN FUCKING ROCKS" led me to the conclusion that steely dan was sweetly caressing his eardrums.

i was instructed to hold @ the corner of katella & los alamitos until the police arrived. the passenger continued to enjoy his music until he realized we weren't moving.


"are you gonna call the cops?"
"they're on their way, sir"
"GOOD!!! you know, you're a stupid bitch! you probably have the IQ of a bee. i'm gonna sue you, bitch, i'll have your job and you'll be shovellin' horse shit at the race track the rest of your life!"

the police showed up whilst my new found fan was ranting.

"well, hello officers... you can call me "AL""
"hi AL, what's the problem?"
"my mother wont let me ride the bus for free"

this comment prompted a young girl from wisconsin to say..
"you look WAY too young to be his mom"

bless her heart.

so the cops escorted "Al" off of the bus, Steely Dan and all.

i think he wanted to go to jail for the night. he probably lost big at the track and didn't want to go home to face his wife.


Saturday, May 10, 2008 

Current mood:  depressed
one of my favorite big star songs...
Friday, May 02, 2008 

Current mood:  contemplative
this movie kills me every time!!!!
Friday, April 04, 2008 
as a small child i adored this song! i swore it was the "genitals" song and would perch myself at the top if the swingset in the backyard and sing as loudly as i could "oh my genitals, oh my gentials, oh my genitals, oh my genitals..." until the sun went down. good thing CPS didn’t give a fuck about children in the 80s. neither did neighbors for that matter. it must have been normal for a five year old girl to sing about her genitals in 1981.

oh well.

Janitor (sounds a lot like genitals to a 5 year old missy)

Wednesday, April 02, 2008 

Current mood:  optimistic
get out of the city and into the sunshine, get out of the office and into the springtime!!!!!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008 

Current mood:  ninja

When I lost him ache
Shudder shock of pale
My, my true love
Nicolo(whatever his last name was, sounds like eperdu?)
these days are
smoking days
Though he won’t see
(Deceived me)You deceive me
(With you)Erase it I will not
(to stay)Touching a helix(didn’t she know alex?)
(I I will plead)Blotting an excuse you
(alice, alice, alice, alice, alice)
would share,
(alice, alice, alice, alice, alice)
who shall
(alice, alice, alice, alice, alice)
replace
(alice, alice, alice, alice, alice)
You

When I lost him ache
Shudder shock of pale
My, my true love
Nicolo(?) This mess I smoke away
And he won’t see
(pushing me)Oops she fell
(with you)Racin her bike
(so you)touching her lies
(not me)
Tuesday, March 25, 2008 

Current mood:  good
Category: Pets and Animals
i never thought it possible, but i do believe i’m falling in love with "the 50".

this potential train wreck of a route has proved delightfully fun and practically stress-free.
highlights of this route include...

ORANGE
-the village at orange (a fancy name for a ghetto mall in my fine city)
-lincoln park and ride (which i have yet to see)
ANAHEIM
-the honda center (home to the ducks and random concerts and other events)
-Angel Stadium of Anaheim aka "where missy summers"(woot, woot)
-anaheim train station where you can catch the amtrack or "metrorink"
-the anaheim resort (seedy motel row is all but a sweet childhood memory)
-disneyland (yup, cast members a plenty grace my bus with their magical costumes and disney faces, usually appropriately glum)
GARDEN GROVE (garbage grove if you’re nasty...)
-rancho alamitos high school (where i never pick up any students!!)
STANTON (if you’ve heard of it you should probably get checked for STD’s)
-stanton civic center (about as exciting as it sounds)
CYPRESS
-cypress business park
-cypress plaza
LOS ALAMITOS
-los alamitos race track (where i woo all the drunk old gamblers with my designated driver charm)
-los alamitos civic centers
LONG BEACH
-el dorado park (a huge park that i highly recommend checking out if you’re down for a day of nature without heading out to the desert or mountains. it rules!)
-cal state long beach
- the VA hospital

a seven city tour in an hour and a half. the people are nice. they speak english and talk to me. i’ve already received a customer compliment!!!

last week i gave a free ride to a hooker that wanted to go to beach blvd. (no surprise there (stanton)).

my days are long but not anywhere near as stressful as my last routes!!! i’m so happy.

GO 50!!!! you’re the best!!!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008 

Current mood:  annoyed
so, mondays i ride the bus home after a long day of driving one. it takes me two buses to get to my front door which is actually really, super convenient. here's tonight's story....

after parking my bus in stall 211 (at the very back of the huge bus base), i hoofed it into the office to see if i had any yellow envelopes of death in my box before leaving for my two days off. there was nothing and that's a good thing. it means i can relax and not think about work for 2 days. some drawn-on eyebrow white cholo lady was bragging about how she bitched out some black dude that wanted to retrieve the lunchbox he left on the bus from the driver while she was on break.

"and i told him to march his ass back across the street 'cuz his shit would still be on my bus when i go back around..." and so on.

she was standing by the door telling her tales so it was difficult for me to leave without her offering me advice on how to deal with people (thanks but no thanks, lady). i noticed the time and started to stress out about catching my first bus. so i ran to weinerschnitzel for a dr. pepper and a relish dog with 6 minutes to get to the bus a city block and a half away. i ran...i got sweaty...i caught the bus in time. now, if i had any remorse about being sweaty on the bus, my feeling were swept away in one pungent whiff of not one, but two guys sitting in the front seats. good lord, they were stinky. they were deep in conversation about fireworks shows and "seemed" to know the ins and outs and industry secrets of pyrotechnics. so, i'm listening to these stinky douche-bags ramble on and it took all of my restraint not to say anything to them...like, for example..."you two sure seem to have immense mental capacities, why is it, then, that you can't focus some of that brain power on something like finding a shower and a laundromat?!?" i was still wearing my uniform and only had to ride for a few minutes so i kept my mouth (and nostrils) shut.

bus 2 comes 20 minutes after i get off the first bus. there was a giant woman sound asleep and snoring where i had anticipated sitting down to eat my hotdog. she stunk so badly i had to walk about 200 feet away to eat my dog without feeling sick. i've been sick with a gnarly cold and hefty congestion and not even that could save me from these stinkers tonight. i wished i could burrow my head in my armpit for a while.