And Now For Something Completely Different
An actual update!
Two weeks of school left. Finally helped Nana move into the trailer last weekend. PMSing right now with raging acne outbreak to prove it, and got extremely upset when I realized that the lunch I bought with my dwindling dollars and then couldnt finish because we only have 1/2 hour for lunch so I saved for supper tonight... anyways I was really upset tonight when I got home and realized that I left it at school. No, I didn't leave it in the school fridge, THAT is what a normal person would do. I actually REMEMBERED to bring it out front where we set our stuff while we wait in line to clock out. THEN I forgot it. So it is sitting on a manicure table and I'll probably get in trouble for leaving it out there and it has my name written in BIG LETTERS right on top of it so there's no mistaking who the idiot is. So not only did I waste money and good food (and I mean GOOD... this stuff was REALLY GOOD FOOD) but I also might get in trouble and I feel stupid and frustrated for being so FORGETFUL yet again. GRRR! Stupid hormones. If this happened a week earlier or later I probably wouldn't feel nearly as bad, though I always do hate wasting good food and money. Instead my stupid woman body and stupid woman brain are going all spazoid on me and I feel like crying over some damn fried haddock and a cheesecake brownie. The stupid estrogen levels make me bitch more too, and I hate being a whiner. But I sound like a whiner when I say that. Damn wimmin! Damn all the wimmin that ever was!
I don't even know whats happening with Luminaery.com. I thought it could handle my absence but things seem to be limping. Did I say this already? I can't remember. I am always doing at least 5 different things at the same time recently and I get extra confused. The PMS doesn't help. Ok I'm sorry, I'll shut up about the Ee-pay Em-way Ess-way. (I am of the w-vowel dialect of Pig Latin).
Whatever. I don't talk to any of you anymore. I hope no one has taken offense to this. I have enough to worry about right now. Whatever.
Two weeks of school left. Finally helped Nana move into the trailer last weekend. PMSing right now with raging acne outbreak to prove it, and got extremely upset when I realized that the lunch I bought with my dwindling dollars and then couldnt finish because we only have 1/2 hour for lunch so I saved for supper tonight... anyways I was really upset tonight when I got home and realized that I left it at school. No, I didn't leave it in the school fridge, THAT is what a normal person would do. I actually REMEMBERED to bring it out front where we set our stuff while we wait in line to clock out. THEN I forgot it. So it is sitting on a manicure table and I'll probably get in trouble for leaving it out there and it has my name written in BIG LETTERS right on top of it so there's no mistaking who the idiot is. So not only did I waste money and good food (and I mean GOOD... this stuff was REALLY GOOD FOOD) but I also might get in trouble and I feel stupid and frustrated for being so FORGETFUL yet again. GRRR! Stupid hormones. If this happened a week earlier or later I probably wouldn't feel nearly as bad, though I always do hate wasting good food and money. Instead my stupid woman body and stupid woman brain are going all spazoid on me and I feel like crying over some damn fried haddock and a cheesecake brownie. The stupid estrogen levels make me bitch more too, and I hate being a whiner. But I sound like a whiner when I say that. Damn wimmin! Damn all the wimmin that ever was!
I don't even know whats happening with Luminaery.com. I thought it could handle my absence but things seem to be limping. Did I say this already? I can't remember. I am always doing at least 5 different things at the same time recently and I get extra confused. The PMS doesn't help. Ok I'm sorry, I'll shut up about the Ee-pay Em-way Ess-way. (I am of the w-vowel dialect of Pig Latin).
Whatever. I don't talk to any of you anymore. I hope no one has taken offense to this. I have enough to worry about right now. Whatever.