a most welcome gift to arrive on depression day haha.
a christmas success!
i had to stuff all the ribbons into the box and hide it cos someone likes to inhale them and then barf them up later.
then i bought lunch what an idiot.
we don’t have light in our kitchen right now cos the tubes burnt-out and we have to wait ’til thursday for them to be in cos someone likes to brag about how patronize the little guy is more important than seeing what you’re doing with a knife in your hands, therefore, garbage meals ’til then.
i am allowing my rotten mood to psyche me out of everything and the accomplishing of it, it’s about the time of year where i think it would be a good idea to break up with fil and then get back together after christmas so i don’t have to feel so scared by the failure of a party that no one shows up to and it’s just me and fil sitting there alone and crying. nice try there susan, i will never break up with fil i just wish he didn’t have a birthday. i also think i am getting my period again way early i have three incredibly obvious zits, one being on the very end of my nose and another appeared on my face yesterday (it was not there when i left the apartment) during a late lunch with fil and pitt, i had a gob of salad dressing on my cheek and then i looked in my compact and said thanks fil for not pointing out the garbage on my face, i then wiped it off which revealed joe versus the volcano.
i was going to help my dad trim the tree tonite but i sucked out of that, we can’t even bring ourselves to put up our xmas lights so pathetic.
i should go have a tan i am losing pigment so fast and the burst of vitamin d hopefully will help.
seasonal depression on top of all the time depression is the best!
reading my december archives made me very tired, and so it did yesterday, depressed even. ungh. tub time and more felt time. time is running out for fil’s bday/xmas i’m really hating this time of year. email me and let me know if you plan to show your face saturday nite thanks. raymitheminx@gmail.com
i don’t HATE this time of year per se, i just feel quite overwhelmed by it, i feel tired and anxious at the same time, too tired to do anything but there is so much to do and i have no energy to do any of it. hoping i will snap out of it soon.
seriously i just don’t know why the lcbo hasn’t sponsored me yet.
oh i decided last nite that i am going to let my eyebrows grow in like caterpillars i think people will take me more seriously in the right way if i have bushy eyebrows they will be forced into thinking i am extremely profound like sean connery in finding forrester don’t be jealous cos i thought of it first you can be sean connery in something else.
nurses and doctors were prescribing tylenol 3s like mad.
so when fil walks in with it i am going to dump everything on the counter and then run away
drunk bron <3
me: i dont have time nor respect for people who aren’t cool and who do not respect themselves enough to become cool and they hate on those who have spent years fine-crafting their cool don’t give me yer shit coolness is an art and it is also a skill it cannot be faked
i was not referring to you specifically at all but it’s funny that i was right, again.
when you were my age i was reading r.l. stine alone in my room all nite long it’s my turn now you fucking hag.
like there are suppose to be rules if you are planning to participate in christmas, you have to do it right, greens, reds, whites ONLY. fucking racists.
fil told me the success dress would be out of place, i suspect he’s just jealous he does not have an outfit the equivalent of a boner-gun like i do, though.
when i wear stuff to try and fit in it usually ends in disaster b’cos the entire time i am focused on how uncomfortable i am and can only opperate on a c-game level. pretty dry.
catered! guess who introduced themself to the “help” because they thought they were family/friends?
ha! coincidentally he was wearing the same sweater.
if you were wondering/worried about me never fear, by the end of the nite everyone fell in love with this guy (that would be me).
had the same horse as a kid.
i just looked at a picture of a deep-fried cheeseburger so right now i am playing with fire in-looking at these.
i feel you amber.
this image was on the screen since we first got there, so about 6 hours at least, it did not change.
these people for some reason are really into hanging out with kids and forcing them into random bursts of communal singing, usually about bicycle streamers and garage sales and science projects and turkeys in straws, apparently
rented miami vice last nite and it’s good if you somehow possess a magical instrument that enunciates everything everyone in that fucking movie is saying and screams it out for you
why are you being all dramatic like high school was this huge planet in outerspace that you conquered finally
i think pigout fest 2007 is catching up with me, or maybe the change of weather and less walking, or the 60 drinks a day diet, maybe it’s that.
fil’s new purse.
see size difference.
fil better cherish that stupid magazine and read it at least fifty times.
fil was creating his own wildlife issue.
there are tiny sparkly snowflakes on the stamps oh man i’m such a grandma and don’t forget the bonus snowflake circle stickers!
sorry boring post all we did last nite was watch pirates of the caribbean at world’s end which was 3 hours long-feeling and totally ridiculous, so many things didn’t make sense in it and i couldn’t remember anything from the previous movie so i was lost and asking questions every 5 minutes. fun!
and now i get to meet family of fil’s that i have never met before and in obsessing over the visit in my head for the last month i have made my stomach as fat as possible today and i have no idea what to wear and which parts of my personality to tone down and/or bring forth. fil is already wearing a collared-shirt oh great thanks fil that SO helps my nerves!
maybe i’ll do my requisite sweater collared-shirt duo and then they will be like why has fil been dating a lesbian slob for the last three years?
christie did that.
and get this, the pants (not shown) i was planning to wear today, fil does not like them, and he thought he told me this, but so didn’t, in his head all the time while i was wearing them he was like i hate those pants so much that he thought i knew, so now my “safety” pants aren’t safe. haha do the safety pants HEY doodeedoodee…
