*cough cough* *wheeze*
So. This week, I've been off my I-need-them-just-to-get-by antihistamines for 5 of the last 7 days, endured two allergy tests from my sadist allergist, and have another appointment scheduled for next week. The hell? Look, "doctor," I'm allergic. To everything. Get over it already and GIVE ME MY MEDICINE!
People who aren't allergic to animals and grasses and trees and mold are very, very lucky. Of course, I'm allergic to no foods, so I will probably just live out my life in a hermetically sealed, hypoallergenic house eating myself into oblivion. What a way to go.
So, is love in the air everywhere, or is it only in California? Two of my very good friends have gotten engaged in the past few months. What's that all about? Am I to start feeling bad because A) I'm not married, B) I don't want to be married right now, and C) I'm nowhere near ready to be married? The idea that I might marry The Boy soon is actually laughable. I mean, I love him--a lot. But really...it's just not in the near future for us. I mean, we got in a knock-down, drag-out fight last week because he bought bread with walnuts in it, and I hate walnuts.
E: How could you be so insensitive? You know I hate walnuts!
C: What is your problem? The loaf's been sitting in the fridge for three days! There was plenty of time to go to the store and buy another loaf if you didn't want that one.
E: SOOOO not the point. Why did you even buy it in the first place? WALNUTS??!!
C: Can't you be at least a little flexible?
And at that statement, I realized he knows nothing about me. Ha! Flexible. Don't.Make.Me.Laugh. But in all seriousness, I think it's fairly healthy to have those fights. At least we have declared a moratorium on any political/religious fights, which are really the ones that scare me, since for the most part we're on opposite ends of the spectrum and both so stubborn we're never giving up any ground.
Two year anniversary at my job last week. Of the bad: My boss Woman Hips is still so utterly lame, and the idiot boy is still working there, making my life hell. Of the good: My immediate boss and good friend told me I do great work and she's going to "strongly recommend" that I be made managing editor of the 'zine. That's pretty effing sweet, dude.
stargems, somehow I manage to miss your birthday every year, and for this I'm sorry and a wee bit ashamed. However, you understand--we geminis can't keep track of everything, right? I hope you have a wonderful day, and I hope you know how much I love you, girl. What has it been, three? Four years? Since the message board times? Time flies when you're having fun, right?
And now, I relax and enjoy my 4-day weekend. Happy weekend, all!
People who aren't allergic to animals and grasses and trees and mold are very, very lucky. Of course, I'm allergic to no foods, so I will probably just live out my life in a hermetically sealed, hypoallergenic house eating myself into oblivion. What a way to go.
So, is love in the air everywhere, or is it only in California? Two of my very good friends have gotten engaged in the past few months. What's that all about? Am I to start feeling bad because A) I'm not married, B) I don't want to be married right now, and C) I'm nowhere near ready to be married? The idea that I might marry The Boy soon is actually laughable. I mean, I love him--a lot. But really...it's just not in the near future for us. I mean, we got in a knock-down, drag-out fight last week because he bought bread with walnuts in it, and I hate walnuts.
E: How could you be so insensitive? You know I hate walnuts!
C: What is your problem? The loaf's been sitting in the fridge for three days! There was plenty of time to go to the store and buy another loaf if you didn't want that one.
E: SOOOO not the point. Why did you even buy it in the first place? WALNUTS??!!
C: Can't you be at least a little flexible?
And at that statement, I realized he knows nothing about me. Ha! Flexible. Don't.Make.Me.Laugh. But in all seriousness, I think it's fairly healthy to have those fights. At least we have declared a moratorium on any political/religious fights, which are really the ones that scare me, since for the most part we're on opposite ends of the spectrum and both so stubborn we're never giving up any ground.
Two year anniversary at my job last week. Of the bad: My boss Woman Hips is still so utterly lame, and the idiot boy is still working there, making my life hell. Of the good: My immediate boss and good friend told me I do great work and she's going to "strongly recommend" that I be made managing editor of the 'zine. That's pretty effing sweet, dude.
stargems, somehow I manage to miss your birthday every year, and for this I'm sorry and a wee bit ashamed. However, you understand--we geminis can't keep track of everything, right? I hope you have a wonderful day, and I hope you know how much I love you, girl. What has it been, three? Four years? Since the message board times? Time flies when you're having fun, right?
And now, I relax and enjoy my 4-day weekend. Happy weekend, all!