ok, so i'll cut the glittery angry daisies and fluffy bunnies crap. i know i can't stop anyone from reading and i refuse to stop posting so i have little room for complaint. i'm tired of my friends getting shit over what i write, though. it pisses me off. i'm learning to give outlet to this so i don't 'splode. i'm even taking pointers and asking for tactics. shocker, i know.
so, i'm perm as of the 17th with bennies and everything. i'm holding my breath because money is super tight until this springs that lock open. i'll be able to live well though reasonably conservative. i still don't sleep much and since there is no one here to eat with i eat so infrequently that i really am finally starting to personally see the loss. it makes me feel confident.
i rearranged the bedroom tonight. i wasn't able to sleep last night so i put up all the laundry and moved the dresser into the closet. i think it will be easier to keep a handle on things since i don't have to wash for 3 people. i finished it up tonight by moving the armoire to the foot of the bed and putting a reading chair in there. i got an old brass lamp from my mom that i need to restore with some Brasso and a few hundred hours. then i will try to rewire it and see if i burn the house down - it'll be fun! i want a 3 way bulb for it because that lamp brings back memories.
i talk to Chip daily and he told me i was his best friend the other day. it was odd for me - like zooming backward through time and looking at now through the past and being boggled. i asked him about the dating thing and he says it's not serious. *shrug* i assumed it was cause they seem to hang out a lot but she's not over as much anymore so i guess not. too bad, i like her. she's spunky but sweet. i guess i don't blame him, though after all the shit he's been put through recently.
i think i'm going to geek out and give Linux a try. the Ghost screwed up something on my computer and now Windows hates me. that or he stopped fixing something on here regularly. who knows. i'm not a programmer, i'm a just geek that makes passable web page templates and likes to play with images. speaking of images - i got THE CUTEST little "movie" of Mary, Sean & Alex! that kid is so awesome. i wish i could borrow 5! (what? i don't want to keep them and i certainly don't want to have any regardless of the biological ticking time bomb calling it self my uterus!)
bleh. i fell asleep this afternoon when i got home and woke up at 9pm. then i goofed around trying not to think of food but i was seized by a need for a cheese-n-pickle sandwich with spicy mustard on toasted artisan bread. i was out of cheese and pickles. i didn't feel like jacking with it. the craving dug in it's nails. i went to the store. the sandwich was gooooooooood! :)
now i have a headache from the sleep and i'm not tired. anyone for getting their ass kicked in Canasta? Pinochle? Gin? Backgammon? Cribbage? anyone wanna slaughter me in Spades? HA! there is a story behind that one - Stacy is an unbeatable spade playing machine - she is unpredictable and random outwardly but it follows some internal logic and she wins every time. Chris and i had fought the good fight and i was down but he was within striking distance on the last hand so i boosted his play for that whole hand, forcing him to win. i know it was crappy, but he'd never gotten to win before and i was delirious. soooooo, last Friday night at the rematch i went down in flames with a negative 160! hehehee - i deserved it, i know i did, and we had fun playing so 'it's all well'.
oh, well, i guess i'm gonna have to take an antihistamine tomorrow so i can get some sleep but for now a long hot shower will have to do. it's allergy season, come to kick my ass into next month. i can't stop sneezing and all the dust i've been stirring up is so not helping.
'll leave you with this, a gift from Kevin who will miss me when i'm gone, playing with my own balls instead of playing with his. i never realized how soothing "catch" was before.
0 people hate that damn song, too
confessed on Tuesday, Jul. 11, 2006