i love my new icons!
thanks heather!
yeah the boys are gone. but i plan on being very, very good....just as i know they are. i actually had to yell at him to not call me over the course of the weekend and check in, but he will nonetheless. not because he feels like he has to but because of me and my grandfather both being sick. at any rate, i am excited to have the house to myself (though i won't be there much). busy weekend ahead. good, but busy.
right now i am at the station. luckily they are doing a remote broadcast from gay days at disney later on today, so i don't have to cover manny's show, too. under normal circumstances i would be happy to but i am still sick. getting worse, actually. it has travelled from my head to my chest and i have a sore throat and a fever. on the z pack. no drinking for me for a week! nothing! i can't make it! luckily i can still smoke otherwise i would throw that shit in the garbage and just deal with it. so anyways. that means i will be home by 10:30, put some food in my belly, and sleep til 12:30 or so. then it's back up and out to go meet jessica and finish everything for the shower tomorrow. including decorating the place.
tomorrow is the shower! i can't wait to see what the final culmination of all of our hard work and cash spent will bring. everyone has worked so hard on this and i hope everything goes as smoothly as possible. and of course i hope the bride has a hugs smile on her face all day and enjoys every bit of it!
in between that i'm afraid i will be a big fat depressing homebody this weekend. which sucks because i was planning on having as much fun as possible while they guys were out of town. but i am too sick and will either be sleeping or going to see my grandfather if they will ever let me in. last night my dad called and told me they've downgraded his condition from "critical but stable" to "grave". he has fluid in both his lungs, had a stroke and a heart attack, and has like 4 or 5 blockages in his heart. he specifically said he doesn't want to be kept alive by any sort of artificial means, so he's not on any sort of respirator, ventilator, of feeding tube. which basically means that we are just sitting and waitng for him to go when he is ready. the nurses there are nazis, they won't let me anywhere near him while i am sick, even when i just hang out in the waiting room to see my parents and my grandmother, they make me wash my hands and wear a mask just in case. its kind of scary. but hopefully this crap i'm taking will clear eveything up so i can go see him soon. enough of that depressing shit.
let's play a guessing game. i got something in the mail. it's long, satin, purple, and sparkly. can you guess what it is? heather, can you guess?
wow, time flies when you try to type in between songs, transmitter readings, and phone calls. time to go already. i hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, i will see most of you anyways but those of you whom i don't-enjoy nontheless.
yeah the boys are gone. but i plan on being very, very good....just as i know they are. i actually had to yell at him to not call me over the course of the weekend and check in, but he will nonetheless. not because he feels like he has to but because of me and my grandfather both being sick. at any rate, i am excited to have the house to myself (though i won't be there much). busy weekend ahead. good, but busy.
right now i am at the station. luckily they are doing a remote broadcast from gay days at disney later on today, so i don't have to cover manny's show, too. under normal circumstances i would be happy to but i am still sick. getting worse, actually. it has travelled from my head to my chest and i have a sore throat and a fever. on the z pack. no drinking for me for a week! nothing! i can't make it! luckily i can still smoke otherwise i would throw that shit in the garbage and just deal with it. so anyways. that means i will be home by 10:30, put some food in my belly, and sleep til 12:30 or so. then it's back up and out to go meet jessica and finish everything for the shower tomorrow. including decorating the place.
tomorrow is the shower! i can't wait to see what the final culmination of all of our hard work and cash spent will bring. everyone has worked so hard on this and i hope everything goes as smoothly as possible. and of course i hope the bride has a hugs smile on her face all day and enjoys every bit of it!
in between that i'm afraid i will be a big fat depressing homebody this weekend. which sucks because i was planning on having as much fun as possible while they guys were out of town. but i am too sick and will either be sleeping or going to see my grandfather if they will ever let me in. last night my dad called and told me they've downgraded his condition from "critical but stable" to "grave". he has fluid in both his lungs, had a stroke and a heart attack, and has like 4 or 5 blockages in his heart. he specifically said he doesn't want to be kept alive by any sort of artificial means, so he's not on any sort of respirator, ventilator, of feeding tube. which basically means that we are just sitting and waitng for him to go when he is ready. the nurses there are nazis, they won't let me anywhere near him while i am sick, even when i just hang out in the waiting room to see my parents and my grandmother, they make me wash my hands and wear a mask just in case. its kind of scary. but hopefully this crap i'm taking will clear eveything up so i can go see him soon. enough of that depressing shit.
let's play a guessing game. i got something in the mail. it's long, satin, purple, and sparkly. can you guess what it is? heather, can you guess?
wow, time flies when you try to type in between songs, transmitter readings, and phone calls. time to go already. i hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, i will see most of you anyways but those of you whom i don't-enjoy nontheless.