I am not a consistent journaler-er!
I know kiddies, it's been a while. I guess I thought myself too private to put this inner dialogue shit on the Internet. But I'll dance dirty with just about anybody, but Annie-bone is my favorite partner. She just seems to get off on it too annd that's the best part. The party was okay, I took my last demerol and drank two drinkses to get my booty shaker started. But I head-banged to something and now it's Wednesday and my neck is giving me a headache still. However, I am happy to report that the other rump-movements only caused me one day in bed rather than five. yay!
I am working on a special request for Nick but it's giving me trouble cause I don't know enough about the person he wants it for. But I'll figure it out.
I loved the storm last night. So I'm sitting in bed kinda enjoying the lightning and trying to call the big bastard to me sans the hail, and then Megan tells me she gotta go somewhere for RHPS, and she needs me to help get Annie outta her house (her mom is a little tighter with the leash than me) and could I make the storm (I just spent 30 minutes calling) to go away. NUTZ! Now I had to try to fix it, but delayed their leaving for Addison til almost 10:30 pm.
C'est la vie.
I tried to get the lightning back after they left but couldn't concentrate and make dinner at the same time. OH well.
Sean took Alex out to Friday's with Crystal. Sean was in suspiciously helpful mood today. I never know what that will mean in the next week, but I'm positive it may be held against me later. But the pleasant fiction of the dutiful and loving son isn't too bad to hold on to.
Megan "got Lost" on the way home from the Addison Ihop after the show and called me at 5:15 am from just outside Waxahachie! I reminded her that we live Northwest of Dallas and the car has a digital compass. She got it turned around and had to gas up the van though and she did and it was okay. I was worried about her driving around so far away in a fucked up van with serious front-end issues, and her so tired. I love her a lot ya know? BUt she made it again.
I gotta get Alan up now cause his alarm went off twenty minutes ago....
CIAO!
P.S. This still feels very weird to me, this posting stuff. I just hope I don't start a fight by accident or anything, which seems to me what usually happens on LJ.
I am working on a special request for Nick but it's giving me trouble cause I don't know enough about the person he wants it for. But I'll figure it out.
I loved the storm last night. So I'm sitting in bed kinda enjoying the lightning and trying to call the big bastard to me sans the hail, and then Megan tells me she gotta go somewhere for RHPS, and she needs me to help get Annie outta her house (her mom is a little tighter with the leash than me) and could I make the storm (I just spent 30 minutes calling) to go away. NUTZ! Now I had to try to fix it, but delayed their leaving for Addison til almost 10:30 pm.
C'est la vie.
I tried to get the lightning back after they left but couldn't concentrate and make dinner at the same time. OH well.
Sean took Alex out to Friday's with Crystal. Sean was in suspiciously helpful mood today. I never know what that will mean in the next week, but I'm positive it may be held against me later. But the pleasant fiction of the dutiful and loving son isn't too bad to hold on to.
Megan "got Lost" on the way home from the Addison Ihop after the show and called me at 5:15 am from just outside Waxahachie! I reminded her that we live Northwest of Dallas and the car has a digital compass. She got it turned around and had to gas up the van though and she did and it was okay. I was worried about her driving around so far away in a fucked up van with serious front-end issues, and her so tired. I love her a lot ya know? BUt she made it again.
I gotta get Alan up now cause his alarm went off twenty minutes ago....
CIAO!
P.S. This still feels very weird to me, this posting stuff. I just hope I don't start a fight by accident or anything, which seems to me what usually happens on LJ.