i fought with a french dude on christmas eve, it’s a pretty good story, i’ll share it later. i’ve kind of been out of my mind since dec. 1 another not so good story i’ll share later. basically, i’m not pregnant, i did a test two nites ago cos i was nauseous for the twentieth time this month and shot up out of bed and said that’s fucking IT i want to know NOW (bought a test a week ago but it was too early to use it) so no i’m not knocked-up, there is something else wrong with me (yay!) and i have narrowed it down to my right kidney, based on how today goes, not banking on it to be too amazing, i’m going to be partying in a hospital waiting room tomorrow. we walked to winners yesterday and i was panting and out of breath and sore, maybe i have a bruised rib on top of that? dunno, but it is nearly impossible to bend over to lotion my legs or tie up shoes i have to time it to when i am exhaling and lean over slowly. i took a tylenol 2 last nite and laid on the couch. mom don’t tell dad about this and alarm him for fuck sake thank you. my kidney area has been sore for two weeks now. so all these things combined, thinking i’m pregnant essentially all month long (thanks for putting that in my head fil) xmas, and everything i have been a fucking basketcase, and of course when you get a notion like pregnancy everywhere you look and hear is something about babies holy fucking overload. when we were in indigo i was this close to having a full-on panic attack/fainting spell and was searching frantically for one of their stupid chairs to sit in but they had all been removed, nice.
me: i just ran in on fil in the bathroom cos i thought he was masturbating with my vibrator in the shower, he wasn’t – it was his new battery powered toothbrush he does calf stands in the shower when he brushes his teeth so he was bobbing up and down and im like omg he IS! then i see the toothbrush ha
this little showcase was empty so i put all the leftover ornaments in it, i thought it looked good, the next day when we came back over my dad had removed them, i knew it. anal!
i re-gifted this, ever since i shoved a jr. mint up my nose and it got stuck and exploded hot mint down my nasal passage i haven’t been a fan of the mint/chocolate flavour.
fil got the tiniest remote control car ever, video of it to come.
HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA! christie got a missed connection! i so saw this guy check out the back of her head when he left through the window.
the only meal i ate yesterday i inhaled in two minutes.
the weather was mental.
oh my god i have no idea what to fucking wear today/tomorrow, there are three-ish separate functions i need to dress for and the only thing that is making it difficult is well, the only thing i don’t feel like a cow in right now is the same black shirt i’ve been wearing practically everyday since i bought it two fridays ago and already wore out to fil’s birthday thing in the suburbs, the same people will see it again at least i didnt buy a totally memorable sparkle barf shirt yeah?
i kind of really want one now.
i’ve also got some steamy gossip i can’t share but am dying to, it’s not that steamy it’s more like, someone’s gonna get what’s comin’ to ‘em finally if they don’t watch it this holiday, actually TWO somebodies. i got beefs world! watch out! these persons may or may not be related to me and both have been dealing some steady s-talk about me behind my back for way too long. i might hold off the sauce even tonite (pfft) to avoid explosion 2007. maybes.
i think the red tide is coming in as well.
oh wait i just brainstormed an outfit that will hopefully smite my enemies.
guess who got/is getting these, guess in your head though because i am not telling.
the only tree we get to have because of wolverine cat.
saturday nite dinner.
ground turkey medley.
that’s spinach. when we decide to make dinner we leave with a mystery list that says meat veggies on it basically then we stand in the supermarket like zombies staring at the ceiling until we lose all patience and sputter out random ideas and then we walk out in complete silence and drive home in more silence with the ten items it took us way too long to agree upon.
we are missing an entire bag of cds, our favourite ones too, they’ve been missing since we went to the catskills in september and leslie said we didn’t leave anything behind so fil thinks we drove away with a bag on the top of the car and it eventually fell off. so frustrating cos that bag was full and everyday something reminds one of us of it and then we sit there tallying up our missing cds, some we’ve had for ten years even, and then there’s the missing soldiers we cannot even remember we brought along but shoved in the bag nonetheless. fil refuses to think that maybe someone stole them out of the car. sigh. i’m bummed yeah but it’s somewhat liberating to lose things and have zero control over it, once it’s gone it’s gone, c’est la vie. speaking of, we watched la vie en rose the other night which i bawled a significant amount to and found to be quite enchanting, sad, bittersweet, you should see it.
here i am spying on the building kitty-corner to us, one of the tenants it seems uses his livingroom as a porno shoot (pictures) studio, the flash rips through our entire unit so fil flashed them back with his camera then they closed their drapes. fil thought no way can it be risque, but then it carried on ’til 2, 3 in the morning, i don’t think something akin to sears portrait studio would happen during those hours. then the very next morning they continued on. i saw a dude with a very fancy camera and that big white circle they use to refelct light and he was shooting down at something like a bed (so totally porn). who knows maybe it was a dungeons and dragons figurine gathering, though i really fucking doubt it.
