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please forgive the lack of caps, as i've have self medicated with herbal refreshments and a bottle of wine and can not be bothered to put forth the effort to push the shift button down.
if you drink wine i must recommend novella rayons de soleil muscati canelli. i got it at trader joes and it is yummy.
and now for something completely different. my head hurts! surprised? i'm certainly not. i wish i had something different to report, but alas, i don't. my doctor told me he wants me to come back in and they'd be contacting me to schedule an appointment soon. that was 2 weeks ago. yeah, kinda worrisome. I've sent a follow up email kind of as a reminder and kinda to see if he was waiting to get that from me before contacting me for the appointment.
my head has been particularly bad this week. i've had headaches everyday since last friday. as well as massive a massive depression. however, today's absolutely divine weather seems to have elevated my moods, despite being chained to a phone all day.
i got a new tattoo. i'll try to remember to upload a picture when i'm a little more sober. i can't quite remember my photobucket password at this moment.
i also got a new piercing. it's above the belt, but below the chin. i'll just say that i now have a matched set.
my brother just turned 29, which serves to remind me that i am one year away from forty. a fact that seems to fill me with dread and excite me all at the same time.
dread because.. holy fuck i'm nearing 40, what the fuck have i done with my life? no meaningfully relationship just cheap tawdry sex with people younger than my brother, no kids, semi dead end job and i'm still not married to shirley manson.
excitement because... holy fuck i'm nearing 40. i'll finally be able to officially call my self a cougar. yes! it's about time. because, well, you know... cheap tawdry sex with people younger than my brother.
why yes, i am a little tickled to be able to call myself a cougar. it amuses me. don't judge.
i still work for the same company, live with the same people, and i'm still having liaisons with the stupid boy i work with. who look looked completely irresistible at work today. he's changing his look, dressing like an adult. i even didn't mind the baby pimp chain. kind of. it grew on me. again, don't judge.
it's taken nearly an hour to type this. i keep getting distracted.
i should stop.
anyone else twitter?
please forgive the lack of caps, as i've have self medicated with herbal refreshments and a bottle of wine and can not be bothered to put forth the effort to push the shift button down.
if you drink wine i must recommend novella rayons de soleil muscati canelli. i got it at trader joes and it is yummy.
and now for something completely different. my head hurts! surprised? i'm certainly not. i wish i had something different to report, but alas, i don't. my doctor told me he wants me to come back in and they'd be contacting me to schedule an appointment soon. that was 2 weeks ago. yeah, kinda worrisome. I've sent a follow up email kind of as a reminder and kinda to see if he was waiting to get that from me before contacting me for the appointment.
my head has been particularly bad this week. i've had headaches everyday since last friday. as well as massive a massive depression. however, today's absolutely divine weather seems to have elevated my moods, despite being chained to a phone all day.
i got a new tattoo. i'll try to remember to upload a picture when i'm a little more sober. i can't quite remember my photobucket password at this moment.
i also got a new piercing. it's above the belt, but below the chin. i'll just say that i now have a matched set.
my brother just turned 29, which serves to remind me that i am one year away from forty. a fact that seems to fill me with dread and excite me all at the same time.
dread because.. holy fuck i'm nearing 40, what the fuck have i done with my life? no meaningfully relationship just cheap tawdry sex with people younger than my brother, no kids, semi dead end job and i'm still not married to shirley manson.
excitement because... holy fuck i'm nearing 40. i'll finally be able to officially call my self a cougar. yes! it's about time. because, well, you know... cheap tawdry sex with people younger than my brother.
why yes, i am a little tickled to be able to call myself a cougar. it amuses me. don't judge.
i still work for the same company, live with the same people, and i'm still having liaisons with the stupid boy i work with. who look looked completely irresistible at work today. he's changing his look, dressing like an adult. i even didn't mind the baby pimp chain. kind of. it grew on me. again, don't judge.
it's taken nearly an hour to type this. i keep getting distracted.
i should stop.
anyone else twitter?