"i watched the squirrels, and they were merry."
greetings! i come from the land of NO ULCERS! that is right! i am ulcer-free and polyp-free! meaning my stomach is vastly less messed up than previously thought. so, as long as my biopsies come back negative as far as celiac disease goes then i shall be in the clear.
so my various oscopies went well... i got really freaked out when they were hooking me up to a million machines... but i think that anxiety came from watching too much grey's anatomy where even a routine procedure turns HORRIBLE every episode. but i survived and woke up feeling like i had just taken a nap... with invasive tubing going into my body as i slumbered.
BUT. all is well. wednesday was horrid with the preperatory crap... i couldn't eat and had to "clean out my system" to give you a lovely image. and lovely it was. lovely indeed.
i almost kept my hostipal bracelet on as a sort of kickass fashion statement... then i realized that it said "COLON" in huge letters on it so i decided against that little idear. i'll need to get a really cool surgery and then keep THAT bracelet as a fashion statement. like... "triple bipass surgery" or "brain transplant". yeah. that would be sweet.
now that THAT experience is done with (and hopefully not to be repeated until i am at least 50) and being home permanently, i feel like i can actually get into some semblance of a schedule. yay!
work has been work so far.... as in incredibly boring bordering on insanity. luckily it's providing me with a lot of time to think. since, you know, i don't obsess over shit enough already. but i think it's probably good for my writing since i get to stew over ideas and get it ready in my mind before writing it down. my entries will probably be more interesting as well, since i have about no outlet for my creativity... because it's so BURSTING at the seams.
so far being home has been pretty cool. i've hung out with anna and mel quite a bit... the highlights being hanging out with annabelle's rents and playing games in which joanne got massively confused... and watching figure it out (the ole 90's nick show) with guest star richard simmons! terrifying. the man is TERRIFYING.
i also have been very fam-oriented (don't you like my super trendy abbreviations? aka my sup-trend abbr.s) and saw the da vinci code as a belated mother's day dealie. it was pretty good... i wasn't bored at all. i don't really know what all the critics were talking about. oh well.
my mom also took me shopping and i actually found shit i like. so we ended up buying ALL this stuff which (of course) made me incredibly nervous and i kept asking mom if it was ok. i swear, i'm way too paranoid about these things.
i've decided that i'm not going to be worried about money. i'm going to be conscious of it, but i refuse to let it rule my life. so FUCK THE MAN! you don't own me. suck on this, responsible adulthood! nya.
on that note... i've decided to become... A LUMBERJACK.
i really had nothing to say there and i figured monty python lines are good fillers in any circumstance thrown your way.
keri has basically gotten a dog... technically it's amanda's but since she and keri are living together it is basically keri's too. it is a psychotic little mini doberman pincher named figarro who runs around like he's on crack and can jump about 4 feet in the air. i'm not a big fan of dobermans so i wasn't very thrilled about the development. dobermen? whatever.
so keri also forced me to watch american idol... which was horrifying. taylor hicks is a giant douche. actually... that show is composed wholly of giant douches. do you know what the truly TERRIFYING thing is? more people voted him to be the next american idol than ANY U.S. PRESIDENT IN AMERICAN HISTORY! when ryan seacrest said that (the douchiest of the douches) i almost cried. i declared that i was moving and i hated the united states and all americans and promptly changed the channel to the history channel.
travel channel, comedy central, and history channel are my saviors.
oooh, i have to share this conversation:
dad: cindy, you'll never guess who contacted me!
mom: who?
dad: *says some jewish guy's name from college*
mom: oh, really?
dad: yeah, and then through HIM *another jewish guy's name* contacted me!
keri: wow, dad, you really like the jew-boys.
mom: well, half of UMASS (university of massachusettes) was jewish.
dad: yeah, i think *first jew-boy* is gay.
mom: seriously?
dad: yeah, remember? he was friends with *says another jewish guy's name* who i think was gay too.
me: so your whole group of friends in college was full of gay-boys?
keri: JEWISH gay-boys.
dad: yes, yes, yes. *singing* i like jew-boys, i like gay-boys... *to me and keri* you take THAT one to the grave.
of course, daddy... of course.
so my various oscopies went well... i got really freaked out when they were hooking me up to a million machines... but i think that anxiety came from watching too much grey's anatomy where even a routine procedure turns HORRIBLE every episode. but i survived and woke up feeling like i had just taken a nap... with invasive tubing going into my body as i slumbered.
BUT. all is well. wednesday was horrid with the preperatory crap... i couldn't eat and had to "clean out my system" to give you a lovely image. and lovely it was. lovely indeed.
i almost kept my hostipal bracelet on as a sort of kickass fashion statement... then i realized that it said "COLON" in huge letters on it so i decided against that little idear. i'll need to get a really cool surgery and then keep THAT bracelet as a fashion statement. like... "triple bipass surgery" or "brain transplant". yeah. that would be sweet.
now that THAT experience is done with (and hopefully not to be repeated until i am at least 50) and being home permanently, i feel like i can actually get into some semblance of a schedule. yay!
work has been work so far.... as in incredibly boring bordering on insanity. luckily it's providing me with a lot of time to think. since, you know, i don't obsess over shit enough already. but i think it's probably good for my writing since i get to stew over ideas and get it ready in my mind before writing it down. my entries will probably be more interesting as well, since i have about no outlet for my creativity... because it's so BURSTING at the seams.
so far being home has been pretty cool. i've hung out with anna and mel quite a bit... the highlights being hanging out with annabelle's rents and playing games in which joanne got massively confused... and watching figure it out (the ole 90's nick show) with guest star richard simmons! terrifying. the man is TERRIFYING.
i also have been very fam-oriented (don't you like my super trendy abbreviations? aka my sup-trend abbr.s) and saw the da vinci code as a belated mother's day dealie. it was pretty good... i wasn't bored at all. i don't really know what all the critics were talking about. oh well.
my mom also took me shopping and i actually found shit i like. so we ended up buying ALL this stuff which (of course) made me incredibly nervous and i kept asking mom if it was ok. i swear, i'm way too paranoid about these things.
i've decided that i'm not going to be worried about money. i'm going to be conscious of it, but i refuse to let it rule my life. so FUCK THE MAN! you don't own me. suck on this, responsible adulthood! nya.
on that note... i've decided to become... A LUMBERJACK.
i really had nothing to say there and i figured monty python lines are good fillers in any circumstance thrown your way.
keri has basically gotten a dog... technically it's amanda's but since she and keri are living together it is basically keri's too. it is a psychotic little mini doberman pincher named figarro who runs around like he's on crack and can jump about 4 feet in the air. i'm not a big fan of dobermans so i wasn't very thrilled about the development. dobermen? whatever.
so keri also forced me to watch american idol... which was horrifying. taylor hicks is a giant douche. actually... that show is composed wholly of giant douches. do you know what the truly TERRIFYING thing is? more people voted him to be the next american idol than ANY U.S. PRESIDENT IN AMERICAN HISTORY! when ryan seacrest said that (the douchiest of the douches) i almost cried. i declared that i was moving and i hated the united states and all americans and promptly changed the channel to the history channel.
travel channel, comedy central, and history channel are my saviors.
oooh, i have to share this conversation:
dad: cindy, you'll never guess who contacted me!
mom: who?
dad: *says some jewish guy's name from college*
mom: oh, really?
dad: yeah, and then through HIM *another jewish guy's name* contacted me!
keri: wow, dad, you really like the jew-boys.
mom: well, half of UMASS (university of massachusettes) was jewish.
dad: yeah, i think *first jew-boy* is gay.
mom: seriously?
dad: yeah, remember? he was friends with *says another jewish guy's name* who i think was gay too.
me: so your whole group of friends in college was full of gay-boys?
keri: JEWISH gay-boys.
dad: yes, yes, yes. *singing* i like jew-boys, i like gay-boys... *to me and keri* you take THAT one to the grave.
of course, daddy... of course.