Oh my dear sweet baby Jesus. I'm dying inside my head, and because we're a week out to surgery now kids, I can't do anything about it. I have a headache the size of your mom, and all my other joints are fucking me out of my mind with pain. My elbow is excruciating. My elbow folks. How the fuck is that related to my knee pain I'd like to know. I left work at 11 30, although I don't really see what the point was. Hurt here, hurt there, who gives a fuck right?
IHOP was and always will be the shit. StapleGun, Hawaiian, another chick and I went there, and all was good in the world. There's nothing some french toast can't cure. I'd go there now if I hadn't just taken my sleepy pills. And if my stomach wasn't being a whiny little bitch. You shut up or I'll punch you in your crap-lousy face! Or something like that.
I have to admit I'm not much of a drunk dialer. Mostly my friends take my phone so I'll stop texting and be social before we've even finished the first drink. Crossbow does that a lot. I've drunk dialed MarkyMark, but I think that's it. I threw my phone across a yard and into a sprinkler once because my dear mother was calling and I didn't want her to know I was trashed.
Regarding MarkyMark, I'm not really sure what to say. MarkyMark lives 701 miles away from me, according to the almighty Google; and as a result, I don't see MarkyMark very often.
I'm going back to bed. Love to you all.
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Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Oh my gosh, you smell like aftershave and taco meat!
I'm here. I'm drained. Flight got in very late Sunday night, and I'm still sleep deprived. Had a fantabulous weekend, I'll get to that later.
Much love to you all. Got to get ready for work.
Much love to you all. Got to get ready for work.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
April Fools!
This has to be the best April Fools prank ever. I'm just amazed it's coming from Google. Seriously, funny. I mean, seriously? Free internet, just drop a cable down your toilet and we'll hook it up... WTF? Funny. That's What The Fuck.
Anyho... I'll be back. I'm just sayin.
[2:23 PM Edit] And I'm back.
There's nothing on TV. I'm watching women's golf for God's sake... I'm a bit disturbed to realize I like some of their clothes. Some of those ho's have cute cute polo shirts on. Most of their shorts are a bit short for my own sense of wellbeing... Oh shaft! This chick just got fucked over tryin to putt. Poor cute-polo-girl. It's white and stripey and I quite like it. I like this Suzann Petterson's outfit. Cute shirt, cute shorts, and I'd even wear the hat. God, I'm starting to get interested in this shit. I'm watching golf on TV people... Wow...
I'm at a loss of words to even make fun of myself. So it's all you. Open floor
Anyho... I'll be back. I'm just sayin.
[2:23 PM Edit] And I'm back.
There's nothing on TV. I'm watching women's golf for God's sake... I'm a bit disturbed to realize I like some of their clothes. Some of those ho's have cute cute polo shirts on. Most of their shorts are a bit short for my own sense of wellbeing... Oh shaft! This chick just got fucked over tryin to putt. Poor cute-polo-girl. It's white and stripey and I quite like it. I like this Suzann Petterson's outfit. Cute shirt, cute shorts, and I'd even wear the hat. God, I'm starting to get interested in this shit. I'm watching golf on TV people... Wow...
I'm at a loss of words to even make fun of myself. So it's all you. Open floor
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Random things you'll wish you never knew about me
That's right, I haven't got anything today, so we're going to build a beautiful, beautiful list.
1) I love living in California.
2) I love alcohol.
3) I would still love California without the alcohol.
4) Probably.
5) Most of my friends are from work.
6) I'm ok with that. They're some funny people.
7) I'm going to see Blades of Glory on Saturday with ThanksgivingGirl.
8) She's from work too.
9) I'm addicted to infomercials. I have to turn the channel, or I'll buy anything they're selling.
10) Seriously. I have Proactive, the 6 Week Body Makeover, the Red Fitness system, Some Microderm Shit... I'm sure I'm forgetting some...
11) And yes they all suck.
12) Patron is the fucking bomb.
13) I've decided that when I have my going-away party from work, I'm getting myself some Patron Platinum.
14) Only 14 more months till my going-away party.
15) You should come. It's gonna be wild.
16) But we'll probably go back to the gay club.
17) Because it is fucking awesome.
18) I got a cane today. It's not like a pimp cane, it's like an old man cane.
19) As embarrassing as it is, with everyone looking at me, it made my limp go away, so I guess it's not that bad.
20) I just talked to Crossbow on the phone and she said when we go out next she's gonna pimp my cane out with black and white... something. And then I must wear my black and white fugly hat with it.
21) And my Docs. I love my Docs.
22) Crossbow's away on vacation this week. I miss her.
23) I used to have my navel pierced.
24) I took it out because I wasn't a fan of infection.
25) It only got infected a couple times, I just am that much of a non-fan.
26) I kind of miss it. It was fun to play with.
27) My ears are only pierced once in each lobe.
28) I'm cool with that.
29) Some people call me a pansy because I drink "Bitch Beers."
30) See 28.
31) Actually, I only drink Smirnoff Ice. Red or Black label. None of that fruity shit.
32) And of course, my Patron. My beautiful, beautiful Patron.
33) "You must let me in... Because I feel the hot rhythm of disco burning in my loins."
34) I love that 70's show. Most times.
35) I really want Heelys. You can get them in adult sizes you know.
36) You know I won't do it. I can see me fucking my knees up pretty bad on a pair of those bad boys.
37) They'd still be fun though...
38) What the fuck is up with
UFO Pants?
39) Do people really buy into shit like this? The Verseo Portable Aqua-Toner Exerciser w/Carrying Handle...
40) Who am I kidding, given a convincing enough infomercial, I'd buy it.
41) Oh my God! I just dropped my keyboard on my knee!
42) Oh that is not the Lord.
43) I like disco music. If I could find a disco bar, I'd so be there.
44) I like grits. But not southern style. I need a little sugar on mine.
45) I think it'd be fucking tight to be a bartender.
46) Once I've gotten this whole knee thing squared away so I can stand, I'm taking that damn course in Sac-town... Oh I'm doing it.
47) Unless they cut off my knees. Then I'm going to run marathons. With my prosthetic legs.
48) And the whole time I was running I'd be saying "New legs! Lieutenant Dan's got new legs!"
49) Yeah... Yeah, I think I'm funny. God that'd be funny.
50) I used to rock at hide-and-go-seek.
51) We should play that some time. Maybe with some booze. Probably a lot of it.
52) It could be fun.
53) Unless the booze ran out. Hmmmm.
54) Call me what you will, but I like flannel sheets.
55) They're just so soft.
56) I need a bigger bed. I'm talkin California King baby.
57) But... I don't have space for such things right now.
58) "I'll stay."
59) "I suggest you hit Sir."
60) "I also like to live dangerously."
61) I think Cinderella is my favorite of all the Disney Princesses.
62) The Jungle Book comes out this year... Sometime.
63) I can still remember watching that on VHS at my Gram and Gramp's house.
64) I miss my grandparents. I need to call them more. But it's not the same as being able to just swing in and give them a hug.
65) I have a problem hugging people. Actually, that's incorrect, I can hug people, I have a problem with people hugging me.
66) I think it's a bout not being in control.
67) There are two person in this world who can hug me without me being all freaked out.
68) They're not family.
69) Some people's hugs can make everything ok again.
70) I like to read books. I need more shelf space.
71) I need more space period.
72) Or just less shit.
73) My stepdad scares the shit out of me.
74) My knee still hurts from the keyboard.
75) Or maybe just cuz it's a little fucking bitch. God I hate my knees. Stupid... D'oh!
76) Audrey Hepburn was beautiful.
77) I think she's my favorite actress.
78) Why can't I live closer to a Chick-fil-A?
79) I fall asleep on the phone. A lot.
80) I know that's got to be frustrating. I don't mean to.
81) I argue when I'm half asleep.
82) I don't like spiders. At all.
83) I'm a nerd.
84) My friends use me for Tech Support.
85) That's cool. I like the challenge of trying to figure out what's wrong with the computers.
86) Crossbow's computer recently had an issue. She's never had virus protection on it. Ever. And her firewall was disabled. When I ran a scan, she had 148 "Threats." I just laughed...
87) It's all better, don't worry.
88) God, how did I get to 88? Oh, right, this is just bullshit.
89) I'm no good at twirling a cane.
90) I love my phone. I go into mild panic-attacks if it's not on me.
91) I once got to work, realized I didn't have it, and turned around to go back and get it.
92) Yes, I was late to work, but it didn't matter. I needed my phone.
93) I know I'm a huge toolbag.
94) ThanksgivingGirl bet me 20 bucks I couldn't eat a whole medium pizza from Pizza Hut on Tuesday.
95) I'm both ashamed and proud to say that I won...
96) Mostly ashamed.
97) I want to bake cupcakes.
98) But not tonight.
99) I huuuuuuuuuuuuurt
100) I might have a slight tendency to be a bit whiney.
101) You got a problem with that? Bring it.
102) Yeah Holly, I'm talkin to you.
103) Oh my God I'm tired. We're done here.
1) I love living in California.
2) I love alcohol.
3) I would still love California without the alcohol.
4) Probably.
5) Most of my friends are from work.
6) I'm ok with that. They're some funny people.
7) I'm going to see Blades of Glory on Saturday with ThanksgivingGirl.
8) She's from work too.
9) I'm addicted to infomercials. I have to turn the channel, or I'll buy anything they're selling.
10) Seriously. I have Proactive, the 6 Week Body Makeover, the Red Fitness system, Some Microderm Shit... I'm sure I'm forgetting some...
11) And yes they all suck.
12) Patron is the fucking bomb.
13) I've decided that when I have my going-away party from work, I'm getting myself some Patron Platinum.
14) Only 14 more months till my going-away party.
15) You should come. It's gonna be wild.
16) But we'll probably go back to the gay club.
17) Because it is fucking awesome.
18) I got a cane today. It's not like a pimp cane, it's like an old man cane.
19) As embarrassing as it is, with everyone looking at me, it made my limp go away, so I guess it's not that bad.
20) I just talked to Crossbow on the phone and she said when we go out next she's gonna pimp my cane out with black and white... something. And then I must wear my black and white fugly hat with it.
21) And my Docs. I love my Docs.
22) Crossbow's away on vacation this week. I miss her.
23) I used to have my navel pierced.
24) I took it out because I wasn't a fan of infection.
25) It only got infected a couple times, I just am that much of a non-fan.
26) I kind of miss it. It was fun to play with.
27) My ears are only pierced once in each lobe.
28) I'm cool with that.
29) Some people call me a pansy because I drink "Bitch Beers."
30) See 28.
31) Actually, I only drink Smirnoff Ice. Red or Black label. None of that fruity shit.
32) And of course, my Patron. My beautiful, beautiful Patron.
33) "You must let me in... Because I feel the hot rhythm of disco burning in my loins."
34) I love that 70's show. Most times.
35) I really want Heelys. You can get them in adult sizes you know.
36) You know I won't do it. I can see me fucking my knees up pretty bad on a pair of those bad boys.
37) They'd still be fun though...
38) What the fuck is up with
UFO Pants?39) Do people really buy into shit like this? The Verseo Portable Aqua-Toner Exerciser w/Carrying Handle...
40) Who am I kidding, given a convincing enough infomercial, I'd buy it.
41) Oh my God! I just dropped my keyboard on my knee!
42) Oh that is not the Lord.
43) I like disco music. If I could find a disco bar, I'd so be there.
44) I like grits. But not southern style. I need a little sugar on mine.
45) I think it'd be fucking tight to be a bartender.
46) Once I've gotten this whole knee thing squared away so I can stand, I'm taking that damn course in Sac-town... Oh I'm doing it.
47) Unless they cut off my knees. Then I'm going to run marathons. With my prosthetic legs.
48) And the whole time I was running I'd be saying "New legs! Lieutenant Dan's got new legs!"
49) Yeah... Yeah, I think I'm funny. God that'd be funny.
50) I used to rock at hide-and-go-seek.
51) We should play that some time. Maybe with some booze. Probably a lot of it.
52) It could be fun.
53) Unless the booze ran out. Hmmmm.
54) Call me what you will, but I like flannel sheets.
55) They're just so soft.
56) I need a bigger bed. I'm talkin California King baby.
57) But... I don't have space for such things right now.
58) "I'll stay."
59) "I suggest you hit Sir."
60) "I also like to live dangerously."
61) I think Cinderella is my favorite of all the Disney Princesses.
62) The Jungle Book comes out this year... Sometime.
63) I can still remember watching that on VHS at my Gram and Gramp's house.
64) I miss my grandparents. I need to call them more. But it's not the same as being able to just swing in and give them a hug.
65) I have a problem hugging people. Actually, that's incorrect, I can hug people, I have a problem with people hugging me.
66) I think it's a bout not being in control.
67) There are two person in this world who can hug me without me being all freaked out.
68) They're not family.
69) Some people's hugs can make everything ok again.
70) I like to read books. I need more shelf space.
71) I need more space period.
72) Or just less shit.
73) My stepdad scares the shit out of me.
74) My knee still hurts from the keyboard.
75) Or maybe just cuz it's a little fucking bitch. God I hate my knees. Stupid... D'oh!
76) Audrey Hepburn was beautiful.
77) I think she's my favorite actress.
78) Why can't I live closer to a Chick-fil-A?
79) I fall asleep on the phone. A lot.
80) I know that's got to be frustrating. I don't mean to.
81) I argue when I'm half asleep.
82) I don't like spiders. At all.
83) I'm a nerd.
84) My friends use me for Tech Support.
85) That's cool. I like the challenge of trying to figure out what's wrong with the computers.
86) Crossbow's computer recently had an issue. She's never had virus protection on it. Ever. And her firewall was disabled. When I ran a scan, she had 148 "Threats." I just laughed...
87) It's all better, don't worry.
88) God, how did I get to 88? Oh, right, this is just bullshit.
89) I'm no good at twirling a cane.
90) I love my phone. I go into mild panic-attacks if it's not on me.
91) I once got to work, realized I didn't have it, and turned around to go back and get it.
92) Yes, I was late to work, but it didn't matter. I needed my phone.
93) I know I'm a huge toolbag.
94) ThanksgivingGirl bet me 20 bucks I couldn't eat a whole medium pizza from Pizza Hut on Tuesday.
95) I'm both ashamed and proud to say that I won...
96) Mostly ashamed.
97) I want to bake cupcakes.
98) But not tonight.
99) I huuuuuuuuuuuuurt
100) I might have a slight tendency to be a bit whiney.
101) You got a problem with that? Bring it.
102) Yeah Holly, I'm talkin to you.
103) Oh my God I'm tired. We're done here.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Tuesday: The new Monday
Here's a little ham and eggs comin at ya:
The doc told me jack shit. Actually some of his wise, wise words:
There's nothing surgically we can do for you
This should be going away on it's own
You shouldn't be in as much pain as you say you're in
God I hate doctors. I went back to my Primary Care Manager two days later and requested a second opinion referral. Now I have to wait on paperwork from my insurance company before I can make the appointment with this new douche.
Found this little snippet via Flixter, and it's made me antsy to see the next Priates movie. (Warning, it's YouTube and it'll take you to Flixter.)
I found a bottle of wine that's not half bad. To me. My buddy Hefe recommended it, a new find from Nugget Market called Bruscus Lambrusco. It's a sparkling red from Italy, and it's not bad at all at $8 a bottle. I'm just sayin...
I have still been unable to find the beautiful beer I had when I was last in Washington. No one down here has ever heard of it. Anywhere. I'm not yet sure if Kokanee really is the best beer ever, or if it's lack of availability is making me remember it as such. It claims to distribute to Cali, but I have searched everywhere I can think, and no love.
But I'm going home in 9 days kids, and you can bet your ass I'm bringing some back with me. Oh yes, I am.
And by home, I in no way mean home to my parents' house. Good God no.
Righto, I've got to go get ready for work. Much love to you all.
The doc told me jack shit. Actually some of his wise, wise words:
There's nothing surgically we can do for you
This should be going away on it's own
You shouldn't be in as much pain as you say you're in
God I hate doctors. I went back to my Primary Care Manager two days later and requested a second opinion referral. Now I have to wait on paperwork from my insurance company before I can make the appointment with this new douche.
Found this little snippet via Flixter, and it's made me antsy to see the next Priates movie. (Warning, it's YouTube and it'll take you to Flixter.)
I found a bottle of wine that's not half bad. To me. My buddy Hefe recommended it, a new find from Nugget Market called Bruscus Lambrusco. It's a sparkling red from Italy, and it's not bad at all at $8 a bottle. I'm just sayin...
I have still been unable to find the beautiful beer I had when I was last in Washington. No one down here has ever heard of it. Anywhere. I'm not yet sure if Kokanee really is the best beer ever, or if it's lack of availability is making me remember it as such. It claims to distribute to Cali, but I have searched everywhere I can think, and no love.
But I'm going home in 9 days kids, and you can bet your ass I'm bringing some back with me. Oh yes, I am.
And by home, I in no way mean home to my parents' house. Good God no.
Righto, I've got to go get ready for work. Much love to you all.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
It's National Dance Day
Or some shit like that.
I don't have to go to work tody.
My newest Internet Crack: Flixster. I love it. It's fun. You can rate movies, say you want to see movies, and add all your friends on there. Then you can compare what movies you and your friends want to see, and plan a movie night. I'm just addicted to the rating part...
Today's the big day kids. The day we (hopefully) find out what the fuck's wrong with Kay. But... My experience with doctors being what it is, I'm not holding my breath. In fact, I'm just expecting a consult, and another appointment a month away. Motherfuckers...
I haven't been posting a lot lately. Mostly I've just been BlogStalking. And MySpacing. There's a few new links to the left. I think you'll really love Death By Children. This guy's a stay at home dad, and the stories he's got are insane. Not your typical MommyBlogger. Probably cuz he's not your typical Mommy, but still...
K, I'm gonna go shower and see about breakfast. Hope you all have a fabulous day!
I don't have to go to work tody.
My newest Internet Crack: Flixster. I love it. It's fun. You can rate movies, say you want to see movies, and add all your friends on there. Then you can compare what movies you and your friends want to see, and plan a movie night. I'm just addicted to the rating part...
Today's the big day kids. The day we (hopefully) find out what the fuck's wrong with Kay. But... My experience with doctors being what it is, I'm not holding my breath. In fact, I'm just expecting a consult, and another appointment a month away. Motherfuckers...
I haven't been posting a lot lately. Mostly I've just been BlogStalking. And MySpacing. There's a few new links to the left. I think you'll really love Death By Children. This guy's a stay at home dad, and the stories he's got are insane. Not your typical MommyBlogger. Probably cuz he's not your typical Mommy, but still...
K, I'm gonna go shower and see about breakfast. Hope you all have a fabulous day!
Monday, March 19, 2007
Your title goes here dumbass
Good Lord, why must Mondays sucketh so badly?
My orthopedic appointment is tomorrow.
My knees aren't that bad. Really. I can bear them.
Why am I not surprised that when my appointment draws near my knees get better?
Yeah, cuz I'm just that fucking lucky.
I had a little bit of a scare on Thursday. I was told I was next on The List to move if I wanted to. Since I've been focusing on my knees and my new additional duty lately, I'd forgotten to keep looking for a place. I pansie'd out and removed my name from The List. No worries, I'll still be moving out in June.
I'm waiting for my iron to warm up.
I'm watching my favorite news show while I'm waiting. (Good Day Sacramento). It's the bee's knees.
Do bees have knees?
I should be on my way to work already.
Seriously, I should.
M'k, I'm goin.
My orthopedic appointment is tomorrow.
My knees aren't that bad. Really. I can bear them.
Why am I not surprised that when my appointment draws near my knees get better?
Yeah, cuz I'm just that fucking lucky.
I had a little bit of a scare on Thursday. I was told I was next on The List to move if I wanted to. Since I've been focusing on my knees and my new additional duty lately, I'd forgotten to keep looking for a place. I pansie'd out and removed my name from The List. No worries, I'll still be moving out in June.
I'm waiting for my iron to warm up.
I'm watching my favorite news show while I'm waiting. (Good Day Sacramento). It's the bee's knees.
Do bees have knees?
I should be on my way to work already.
Seriously, I should.
M'k, I'm goin.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Damnit
I want to go out so bad.
My normal crew I go out with isn't really down since we just went out last weekend, and there's been no payday since then.
All this music on the radio and iTunes radio is just fucking teasing me. I want to go out to a club and just dance my ass off. Nothing compares. The energy you get from the crowd of other people bumping and grinding all over each other... Oh my God I want to go out. I want it so bad I'm almost ready to cry.
So what am I doing instead? Picking a fight with someone I love. I know I'm going to regret this shit soon, but do I stop? Nope.
Fucking fuck me.
Kay, you motherfucker...
My normal crew I go out with isn't really down since we just went out last weekend, and there's been no payday since then.
All this music on the radio and iTunes radio is just fucking teasing me. I want to go out to a club and just dance my ass off. Nothing compares. The energy you get from the crowd of other people bumping and grinding all over each other... Oh my God I want to go out. I want it so bad I'm almost ready to cry.
So what am I doing instead? Picking a fight with someone I love. I know I'm going to regret this shit soon, but do I stop? Nope.
Fucking fuck me.
Kay, you motherfucker...
Friday, March 09, 2007
Where are all my fellow Insomniacs?
InnerVoices-if it wasn't for Crossbow saving my drunken ass, I would have been that fool waking up with marker on my face in a strange place... Some asshole drew a Captain Morgan mustache on my face in metal marking pen one night, and Bow scrubbed it off my face while I sat in the bathroom giggling.
Holly-We ordered the strip club food, but with Crossbow's being sick and all, I never actually tried it. Her sister and cousin said they had the best damn sandwich of their lives there, and the fries were fucking incredible too. But... They'd been smoking pot all night, and anything probably would have tasted great to them. I have no idea why that strip club served food when they didn't serve alcohol though, that makes no fucking sense to me.
I'm not going out tonight. I'm probably not going out any time soon. I have an appointment with an Orthopedic Something on the 20th, and it would be foolish of me to go out any time before that. Plus, with the painkillers I'm now on, I'm not thinkin I can do much of anything anyway.
But, the offer still stands for anyone who brings their ass to Sac-Town, I'll go out with you. Anywhere (mostly anywhere), I'm down. Alcohol is the thing that works best for my knees anyway.
I took my lovely Vicodin at 4PM. I finally fell asleep about 6. I woke up at 9:40, thinking it was Saturday morning, and then hella pissed that it wasn't. I can't fucking sleep. And why am I so hungry? I loaned out my (new) truck to one of my boys so he could go pick up a bed from R.C. Wiley, I have no idea if it's back. Told him to lock the keys in the truck when he's done with it, I'll use my spare when I need to drive somewhere; so he doesn't have to bother with trying to wake my ass up to give me my key. Not that it seems to matter, since I can't fucking sleep.
I don't think I like Vicodin very much. Yesterday I took one 750mg pill like my doc told me, and I could still feel my bullshit hurting. Tonight I decided to take two. I can't feel my knees, but my stomach is a little off. I go from being completely ravenous one minute, to oh-my-God-I-don't-even-want-to-smell-food. And my equilibrium is soooo fucked up. I almost fell over opening the bathroom door.
I'm supposed to go to the Old Spaghetti Factory with ThanksgivingGirl tomorrow for lunch, but I'm not sure I'll make it. She told me she understands if I don't, just give her a call, but I really want to go.
My mother called me earlier in the week, and we were talking about my possible surgery. She asked me if I have surgery, do I want her to come down here to take care of me? And I said "No! No, no, no, no, no. I love you mother, but please don't. I can totally take care of myself, and if I couldn't, I'd figure it out." I do not want that woman here.
I told Crossbow that no matter what, she can't let my mother come here. Crossbow said it's no problem, I'd live with her ass if I got surgery, because it'd be easier than trying to take care of me here. I'm not too sure about that though. I'm terrified of being a burden on anyone, I think I'd rather take care of myself. But I also realize that if I have dual knee surgery, that's pretty much out of the question.
I think I'd feel safest with Crossbow out of anyone; she knows all my secrets. I love her to death. She's had my back more times than I can count. Did you ever have someone you just clicked with so completely, it's like you known them forever? Maybe we have... The universe is infinite. Time is infinite. There are millions of possibilities...
God, there I go off on a tangent. Aright, I'm going to try sleep again. Love you all, have a fun, safe weekend.
Holly-We ordered the strip club food, but with Crossbow's being sick and all, I never actually tried it. Her sister and cousin said they had the best damn sandwich of their lives there, and the fries were fucking incredible too. But... They'd been smoking pot all night, and anything probably would have tasted great to them. I have no idea why that strip club served food when they didn't serve alcohol though, that makes no fucking sense to me.
I'm not going out tonight. I'm probably not going out any time soon. I have an appointment with an Orthopedic Something on the 20th, and it would be foolish of me to go out any time before that. Plus, with the painkillers I'm now on, I'm not thinkin I can do much of anything anyway.
But, the offer still stands for anyone who brings their ass to Sac-Town, I'll go out with you. Anywhere (mostly anywhere), I'm down. Alcohol is the thing that works best for my knees anyway.
I took my lovely Vicodin at 4PM. I finally fell asleep about 6. I woke up at 9:40, thinking it was Saturday morning, and then hella pissed that it wasn't. I can't fucking sleep. And why am I so hungry? I loaned out my (new) truck to one of my boys so he could go pick up a bed from R.C. Wiley, I have no idea if it's back. Told him to lock the keys in the truck when he's done with it, I'll use my spare when I need to drive somewhere; so he doesn't have to bother with trying to wake my ass up to give me my key. Not that it seems to matter, since I can't fucking sleep.
I don't think I like Vicodin very much. Yesterday I took one 750mg pill like my doc told me, and I could still feel my bullshit hurting. Tonight I decided to take two. I can't feel my knees, but my stomach is a little off. I go from being completely ravenous one minute, to oh-my-God-I-don't-even-want-to-smell-food. And my equilibrium is soooo fucked up. I almost fell over opening the bathroom door.
I'm supposed to go to the Old Spaghetti Factory with ThanksgivingGirl tomorrow for lunch, but I'm not sure I'll make it. She told me she understands if I don't, just give her a call, but I really want to go.
My mother called me earlier in the week, and we were talking about my possible surgery. She asked me if I have surgery, do I want her to come down here to take care of me? And I said "No! No, no, no, no, no. I love you mother, but please don't. I can totally take care of myself, and if I couldn't, I'd figure it out." I do not want that woman here.
I told Crossbow that no matter what, she can't let my mother come here. Crossbow said it's no problem, I'd live with her ass if I got surgery, because it'd be easier than trying to take care of me here. I'm not too sure about that though. I'm terrified of being a burden on anyone, I think I'd rather take care of myself. But I also realize that if I have dual knee surgery, that's pretty much out of the question.
I think I'd feel safest with Crossbow out of anyone; she knows all my secrets. I love her to death. She's had my back more times than I can count. Did you ever have someone you just clicked with so completely, it's like you known them forever? Maybe we have... The universe is infinite. Time is infinite. There are millions of possibilities...
God, there I go off on a tangent. Aright, I'm going to try sleep again. Love you all, have a fun, safe weekend.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Morning
I've got to go out on a job from 8 to 10:30, and then I've got to take care of some vehicle issues (because I'm the newly appointed vehicle maintenance official), but I should be back at some point today, becuase I've definitely got a lot for you guys.. A lot.
And the interview was/is for a part time job (because I'm fucking bored and refuse to go back to school), and even though it's been just over a week, I haven't heard anything back yet. Which can't be good.
The whole point of this mini-post is merely to say, I'll be back.
And the interview was/is for a part time job (because I'm fucking bored and refuse to go back to school), and even though it's been just over a week, I haven't heard anything back yet. Which can't be good.
The whole point of this mini-post is merely to say, I'll be back.
Monday, February 05, 2007
The week's lookin up.
Not too bad for a monday:
Today was my last day of a shittay detail I've been stuck with for a week (including my weekend... My Superbowl weekend)
I washed my beautiful TJ.
I'm about to have clean sheets! There's nothing better in the world than clean sheets.
I'm watching "Still Standing." This is my new favorite show.
My buddy in Akransas just called me! She's back stateside and gettin divorced, and wants to par-tay! I hope she comes out to Cali, I miss that girl.
I'm going swimming at 4:30 in the morning with my usual swimming buddy SwimBoy. Yeah, that's gonna suck a little bit.
I got the results of my MRI back and spoke with my doctor. I've decided he's as much of a fucking idiot as all the rest of my doctors have been. Seriously. After all these tests, this guy tells me that if I rest my knees for a month, they'll be alright. Um... guy, I've been doing that shit since October. I'm still not seeing results. And then when I ask you what I can take for the fucking pain, and you tell me rest and heat packs... You're officially blacklisted bitch!
I have an interview on Wednesday!!! But I'm not gonna jinx it and tell you where. Just wish me luck, k?
Ok, I'm gonna go grab my pretty-smelling sheets and think about going to bed. Just think about.
My question for all of you is: What is the weirdest (maybe not wierd, just most unusual?) place you've ever got your freak on?
Your answer gets mine.
Today was my last day of a shittay detail I've been stuck with for a week (including my weekend... My Superbowl weekend)
I washed my beautiful TJ.
I'm about to have clean sheets! There's nothing better in the world than clean sheets.
I'm watching "Still Standing." This is my new favorite show.
My buddy in Akransas just called me! She's back stateside and gettin divorced, and wants to par-tay! I hope she comes out to Cali, I miss that girl.
I'm going swimming at 4:30 in the morning with my usual swimming buddy SwimBoy. Yeah, that's gonna suck a little bit.
I got the results of my MRI back and spoke with my doctor. I've decided he's as much of a fucking idiot as all the rest of my doctors have been. Seriously. After all these tests, this guy tells me that if I rest my knees for a month, they'll be alright. Um... guy, I've been doing that shit since October. I'm still not seeing results. And then when I ask you what I can take for the fucking pain, and you tell me rest and heat packs... You're officially blacklisted bitch!
I have an interview on Wednesday!!! But I'm not gonna jinx it and tell you where. Just wish me luck, k?
Ok, I'm gonna go grab my pretty-smelling sheets and think about going to bed. Just think about.
My question for all of you is: What is the weirdest (maybe not wierd, just most unusual?) place you've ever got your freak on?
Your answer gets mine.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Friday, oh sweet Friday.
I made it kids.
I actually made it.
This week has sucked like no week I have experienced. Good Lord, what a suckfest.
I've been stressed out of my mind, in extreme physical and mental exhaustion, and I've only got to make it thru today.
My goals for today:
Avoid all the stupid mother fuckers. I just can't deal with them.
Avoid stairs. Same reason.
Get my ass to work in the next 20 minutes. Yeah, we'll see about that one.
Screen all my family's calls. I can't deal with them either. Note to my mother: No, it's actually Not necessary for you to talk to me every day. Yeah, no, seriously.
No crying.
Just make it through. Just fucking make it through the day. You can do this.
Alright kids, time to put on my big girl pants. Wish me luck. Or lots of drugs/alcohol to dull the brain.
Thanks.
I actually made it.
This week has sucked like no week I have experienced. Good Lord, what a suckfest.
I've been stressed out of my mind, in extreme physical and mental exhaustion, and I've only got to make it thru today.
My goals for today:
Avoid all the stupid mother fuckers. I just can't deal with them.
Avoid stairs. Same reason.
Get my ass to work in the next 20 minutes. Yeah, we'll see about that one.
Screen all my family's calls. I can't deal with them either. Note to my mother: No, it's actually Not necessary for you to talk to me every day. Yeah, no, seriously.
No crying.
Just make it through. Just fucking make it through the day. You can do this.
Alright kids, time to put on my big girl pants. Wish me luck. Or lots of drugs/alcohol to dull the brain.
Thanks.
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