i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
*SLURP!*

my weekend blew constipated geriatric baboons AAAND tossed their salad with jelly . . . KY jelly!

just thought i'd bring back that little-known but beloved by few tradition of blowing or sucking on every entry.

admit it, you missed it!

anyways, you heard about my Saturday and most of Sunday so i'll start with the whole Angel went out with Glorianna and i had a hissy fit for one real stupid reason and one good one.

stoopid reason -
i stole Angel from an already failed and miserable but not quite over relationship. she was the only one who didn't know it was over and i was not the first extra curricular activity for him. i was the only one he didn't hide and didn't lie about. the only one he seriously packed up and left for. i have been cheated on before by my ex and well, i am paranoid. but it's not like anyone he'd ever meet could give head as well as i do, anyways.
(you may think i'm kidding but then, you'd be a woman - just ask a man if he'd walk away from the best head ever. he probably wouldn't even if he had render himself blind and live with Medusa)

good reason -
he rarely ever remembers to say, "Gee, that sounds fun, let me ask mis if we have any plans and get back to you!" if he had, he'd have found out that i had some plans for the two of us but he just agrees and then says, "oh, well, Roni will be back . . . *sigh* i can stay hooome with her if you want to go . . ?" to which i say, "no, honey, *you* go." and feel mad that he didn't give me the opportunity to have a private discussion or say "no, say home with me, please, so we can watch a movie and get freaky like crazy little love platypi" or whatever . . .

ok, so maybe i'm a downer right now. maybe i'd be cool with him going out for an evening since i' sick and wouldn't have that much fun going out. maybe i'm just being controlling or picky. but maybe i feel like crap and see myself as unattractive right now and that makes me a little extra sensitive and vulnerable. maybe i need a little extra consideration and some respect.

maybe.

anyways, we had an ugly little hissing discussion with a touch of raised voice and some chest pounding and then he went out. he came back at 4am and apologized and cuddled with me at 5am.

Chip had gotten Roni home at about 8pm and she'd not had dinner yet so she and i went to IHOP for stuffed French toast but they were out so we drank a lot of hot chocolate and coffee with our scrambled eggs and then came home to get her in bed.

then i had to get up at 7:30 am to take Ronica to school. i went back to sleep and got a call at 11am from my mom about going over to her house to wait for the alarm tech to come replace the battery. i got up and got the clothes together and we got there by noon.

we.watched.tv.aaaaaaall.damn.day.

i did the laundry and was generally grumpy about blowing my whole day on laundry especially since the tech showed up just as Dad got there for lunch and was done and gone before Dad left but i'd already started the laundry. i could have been sleeping! we stayed for dinner.

Tuesday and Wednesday were uneventful. we worked, had dinner at DragonWood and Bennigan's and came home. no biggies.

i feel really crappy right now and so i'm gonna sign off - go say hi to Tab and tell her that her new layout is awesome and kinda cool as it is NIN but *not* all black!


0 geriatric baboons followed me home

confessed on Wednesday, Mar. 05, 2003