A ha ha ha... woo!
I am enjoying my comment reel immensely. And other people's too. Comments are, as Gim would say, da shizzle. Whatever that means... I never could understand that "izzle" talk. Nice of me to put something in my journal that I don't understand. But, hey, I do that all the time, right? *hides grin*
Ah, what's going on with the Heidster today? Did laundry. Visited my parents. They are doing very well, thanks for asking, sweeties. Met my worker Cynthia at the mall today... okay... mind rant to follow -
How come when I went to the mall to meet Cynthia, did I freak out and get all nervous? Is that grammatically correct? Shizzle. Anyway, I can go to the mall on my own now, and not freak out - do some retail therapy, but of course. But when I go as part of a social goal, I get all freaky. I think I was set up. It was set up as a "goal" (or gaol, for all you S&M-ers), and therefore I got all hyped up about it. If Cynthia had just called me at home and said, "Let's go to the mall!", I would have been fine. But this trip had been planned and analyzed for a few weeks. Stress! I found myself doing that kind of hysterical nervous laughter and babbling. I was better after I bought a Martha Stewart Weddings magazine and some grape juice. Wedding magazines are so grounding. Then we sat on a bench outside the CVS and talked about psychic encounters. Seriously. We both have had psychic experiences, so we bonded over that. Then, she had to be all worker on me and said she had to go and do paperwork, and told me I achieved 3 of my goals. Crap! I thought I was just hanging out. Guess not. I need some friends.
Anyway, pretty good today. Got some shirts from Lands End in the mail today, along with a DVD of Sealab 2010 from Netflix. Rock on. Ooh! Nathan just called, and he's coming home from the vet's office. We're having beans and franks tonight (or baked beans and hotdogs, again, for all you non-Whitehouses). We're eating B&M beans, which my family started awhile back. We were the B. Rad.
*ciao ciao chop chop!*
Ah, what's going on with the Heidster today? Did laundry. Visited my parents. They are doing very well, thanks for asking, sweeties. Met my worker Cynthia at the mall today... okay... mind rant to follow -
How come when I went to the mall to meet Cynthia, did I freak out and get all nervous? Is that grammatically correct? Shizzle. Anyway, I can go to the mall on my own now, and not freak out - do some retail therapy, but of course. But when I go as part of a social goal, I get all freaky. I think I was set up. It was set up as a "goal" (or gaol, for all you S&M-ers), and therefore I got all hyped up about it. If Cynthia had just called me at home and said, "Let's go to the mall!", I would have been fine. But this trip had been planned and analyzed for a few weeks. Stress! I found myself doing that kind of hysterical nervous laughter and babbling. I was better after I bought a Martha Stewart Weddings magazine and some grape juice. Wedding magazines are so grounding. Then we sat on a bench outside the CVS and talked about psychic encounters. Seriously. We both have had psychic experiences, so we bonded over that. Then, she had to be all worker on me and said she had to go and do paperwork, and told me I achieved 3 of my goals. Crap! I thought I was just hanging out. Guess not. I need some friends.
Anyway, pretty good today. Got some shirts from Lands End in the mail today, along with a DVD of Sealab 2010 from Netflix. Rock on. Ooh! Nathan just called, and he's coming home from the vet's office. We're having beans and franks tonight (or baked beans and hotdogs, again, for all you non-Whitehouses). We're eating B&M beans, which my family started awhile back. We were the B. Rad.
*ciao ciao chop chop!*