Nosebleeds, 17th Street and Usernames....
So I had just fallen asleep last night when my oldest daughter woke up crying. I turned to her and asked her what was wrong, but when I looked, her whole face was covered in blood... ACK! She was having another one of those horrific nosebleeds that she gets. So I get up and start cleaning it and making home-made nose plugs out of toliet paper to stop the bleeding when she....SNEEZES!!
OMG blood everywhere... on the sheets, blankets, pillows, wall, her face, my face, hell even poor little sleeping Lilly got a spraying. Suffice it to say, it was pretty fucking gross!! Ewwww! Novalee was horrified and started screaming. I tried to calm her down and stop the bleeding again. It took about a good 45 minutes, but we managed. We finally went to sleep around 2 a.m. See this face? I am one tired and grumpy bitch! My poor baby though, she's fine now, but you know that has got to be traumatic for a child.
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My friend texted me last night asking if I wanted to take the kids to the park and then go out later. The kids will be so excited since they love to go to the park and since I don't have the car I am very appreciative of the fact that he offers to take us. The kids will be delighted!
But...
When he says, "let's go hangout", I know he probably means, "let's go have a few beers somewhere down 17th street."
Which would be totally fine, I love spending time with him, except for the 17th street part. Let me explain 17th street.... 17th street in McAllen is a street downtown with a string of clubs and bars. They didn't have this when I was 20 or 21, the prime of my partying life, so I was unfamiliar with the clubs. He's taken me twice before, and talk about being a fish out of water... Every single female (and even some males) down there was wearing a dress or a miniskirt and heels. All 500 girls or more...
I don't wear high-heels... when I do, this happens:
So, I'm the only person there with boobs and a va-jay-jay NOT wearing heels. SERIOUSLY! Here I am trampling down 17th street with either chucks or my DC's looking like a fucking schmuck! I get these looks like, "Um, wonder if she's a dyke?" Ahhhh!
... No, am not homosexual, am wanted sex goddess hidden under a mountain of blue jeans, flannel and skateboarding shoes. I am all about the oppisite sex, thank you very much! So yeah, this is me walking down 17th street looking like a fucking dillweed in my DC's....
Um... yeah. *sigh*
EDIT: He has informed me that we will NOT, in fact, be drinking tonight. *Whew*
I was afraid to look like a fool there for a second... oh wait.. that's been accomplished already. *glares at my DCs*
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So a lot of people recently have asked me where I got my livejournal username from. Mostly from hogwartsishome. So here is my answer to this unversially important inquiry to my Username.
In December of 2001 Livejournal was still pretty new, and my friend Carol had gotten an account and had a few invitation codes (when they still used those).. she offered me one, but I couldn't think of a username. Looking back I should have just used 'heysakuya', which is what I use for everything else on the internet, but I must have been having a brain fart that day or something.
So Carol and I tried to think of something that I enjoyed when a lightbulb must have gone off in her head...
.. She recommended that I use a lyric or song title from Jane Jensen. Whom we had shared a huge liking and admiration for in high school.
Jane Jensen was so weird and out there, not to mention obscure that we just happened to fall in love with her. There was this one song off of her debut album, "Comic Book Whore" (which would have been a badass username on its own), called "Highway 90". Carol must have thought that this particular lyric represented me fully and offered "SUPERSONICCHICA". I was like eh.. sounds good, whatever... and my Livejournal life was born.
-Beckie
"Highway 90" by: Jane Jensen
Driving down Highway 90, I think about a girl, she lives so fast.
She could've been a Super Sonic Chica.
If she could get off her ass.