that'll be nice...
i just love the white stripes. the elephant album is in the cd player now and i just love it... you can tell how old i am can't you... album...
went to the doctor wednesday and was pronounced well enough. however, i have a klingon. i haven't named it as of yet, but he is definatley there. klingon you ask with that funny look on your face? it comes in the form of a ganglion cyst at the base of my thumb on my left wrist. now usually, these types of klingons are rather harmless. unfortunately, such is not the case this time. as it is at the base of my thumb wrapped around that muscle and tendon, everytime i try to write (i am left handed) or type or anything like use it, it hurts like a bitch. i am in school, with the end of semester push coming up and a ton of writing to do, this is not good. i had one before, 16 years ago when i was 16. it took over my arm. i noticed it one day while writing something and didn't want to tell my mother as she was a bitch and it wreally was not worth it. sooo like jack's beanstalk, it grew and grew and grew. it embeded its happy ass all through my wrist to the point that i could not bend it. i couldn't write, type and it fucking hurt... ya me. i told my mother when it popped out on the other side of my wrist. the surgeon took it out, but to do it, she had to break my wrist to get it all. if you don't get all of it, it grows back. so it was really a bitch. this time i am taking care of it NOW so i don't have to go through what i did last time. i have an appointmant with the greatest orthapedic dr. in the world, Dr. Legant. which is nice because i need some paperwork for school and my knee filled out. two birds with one stone sort of thing...
the streaking of the hair went well the other day. i now have an abundance of fuschia streaks to my not-as-short-as-usual hair. methinks that this is a trend that i will keep up as i look very cute with said streaks. ya me.
let my voice join with the throng already protesting the cancellation of angel. i am not amused. stupid executive person...
i am anxioussly awaiting the day msn powered by qwest has high powered internet out here in the boondocks. sweetie has been using the computer and agrees that we need faster internet, so she agreed that when it gets here, i can sign up for it. ya me. no more 24,400 bit dial up for me....
i am so excited i just have to tell you. i have figured out a way to get my dreaded fine arts credits out of the way and get a digital camera and enjoy it all at the same time. see, next semester i have decided that i will study: Modern Feminism: from 1960 to the present. along with that, i will put together a smallish book of portraits of women and men that i can sucker into answering a few questions like what is feminism what does it mean to you, are you a feminist, etc. stuff like that. then i will take there pictures and call it something like: Portraits of Modern Feminism or something like that with big words to sound important. so if it's approved, there go the dreaded fine arts credits that i need. i am no artist, i don't paint, draw, nothing with clay, no music, nothing. but damnit, i can take a picture. teehee. and another big bonus is that i get to get a nifty digital camera with my left over school money and sweetie not only approves but is encouraging. bwahahahaha i am so clever.
i have an appointment, finally, with the greatest therapist in the world, lynn. i need to do some work on some things and it's just time to go back. i have had a great deal of time off to think about things and think about what it is i want to do in therapy and work on and stuff, so i am ready. ya for art therapy. i think that's the part i miss about therapy the most, the stupid art projects she has me do. i have been seeing lynn off and on for... 7 years or so. i have grown very comfortable with her and i think that i am ready to get into the really messy stuff. the deep down things i have avoided for the past twenty years or so. i am stable enough and i think that i can keep what happens there there so it doesn't follow me home and into school. lynn has been very much behind my going to school, especially the distance learning. this should show you how many friends i have... she wrote one of my letters of recomendation for the vermont college admissions process. no shit. i didn't have anyone else to ask and she above anyone else except sweetie, (who also wrote one, i know i know i am truly sad) so i thought what the hell. they don't have to know.
stupid klingon, hurts me while typing... any idea for a name for him???
i am all alone on valentine's day. ya me. sweetie has to work a double today and she stayed in town with nicole last night due to inclimate weather. we got 15 INCHES of snow wednesday night. it was unreal. it's everywhere. there hasn't been this much snow here in edgewood for about 4 years. it just kept falling. i was of course oblivious to the whole thing until sweetie got home wednesday night/thursday morning. i was warm and toasty inside reading my books, sweetie was driving in it. one good thing about all the snow was sweetie got thursday off because she couldn't get the car out and i got fried chicken for dinner. i am so spoiled. unfortunately, the trade off is alone on valentine's day. sigh... anyone wanna talk to me... anyone? hello out there... hello *she says as she pokes at the screen*
i can finally admit it, i like the Dixie Chicks. yes i know it is so not me, but i really enjoy there second album and thier latest one, home. they do a great rendition of fleetwood mac's landslide. it is very pretty. i saw natalie maines, the lead singer and bush basher on vh1's big in '03. she is cool. some people booed her and she was like "i can take it, bring it on" and she said that they have a cd and a dvd coming out soon so you can burn one and crush the other. tee hee, i just love the mean girls...
in case you are wondering, yes i am avoiding some school work. figures hunh?
WHERE IS EVERYONE? I AM LONELY AND WANT TO TALK *she skulks off muttering under her breath*
went to the doctor wednesday and was pronounced well enough. however, i have a klingon. i haven't named it as of yet, but he is definatley there. klingon you ask with that funny look on your face? it comes in the form of a ganglion cyst at the base of my thumb on my left wrist. now usually, these types of klingons are rather harmless. unfortunately, such is not the case this time. as it is at the base of my thumb wrapped around that muscle and tendon, everytime i try to write (i am left handed) or type or anything like use it, it hurts like a bitch. i am in school, with the end of semester push coming up and a ton of writing to do, this is not good. i had one before, 16 years ago when i was 16. it took over my arm. i noticed it one day while writing something and didn't want to tell my mother as she was a bitch and it wreally was not worth it. sooo like jack's beanstalk, it grew and grew and grew. it embeded its happy ass all through my wrist to the point that i could not bend it. i couldn't write, type and it fucking hurt... ya me. i told my mother when it popped out on the other side of my wrist. the surgeon took it out, but to do it, she had to break my wrist to get it all. if you don't get all of it, it grows back. so it was really a bitch. this time i am taking care of it NOW so i don't have to go through what i did last time. i have an appointmant with the greatest orthapedic dr. in the world, Dr. Legant. which is nice because i need some paperwork for school and my knee filled out. two birds with one stone sort of thing...
the streaking of the hair went well the other day. i now have an abundance of fuschia streaks to my not-as-short-as-usual hair. methinks that this is a trend that i will keep up as i look very cute with said streaks. ya me.
let my voice join with the throng already protesting the cancellation of angel. i am not amused. stupid executive person...
i am anxioussly awaiting the day msn powered by qwest has high powered internet out here in the boondocks. sweetie has been using the computer and agrees that we need faster internet, so she agreed that when it gets here, i can sign up for it. ya me. no more 24,400 bit dial up for me....
i am so excited i just have to tell you. i have figured out a way to get my dreaded fine arts credits out of the way and get a digital camera and enjoy it all at the same time. see, next semester i have decided that i will study: Modern Feminism: from 1960 to the present. along with that, i will put together a smallish book of portraits of women and men that i can sucker into answering a few questions like what is feminism what does it mean to you, are you a feminist, etc. stuff like that. then i will take there pictures and call it something like: Portraits of Modern Feminism or something like that with big words to sound important. so if it's approved, there go the dreaded fine arts credits that i need. i am no artist, i don't paint, draw, nothing with clay, no music, nothing. but damnit, i can take a picture. teehee. and another big bonus is that i get to get a nifty digital camera with my left over school money and sweetie not only approves but is encouraging. bwahahahaha i am so clever.
i have an appointment, finally, with the greatest therapist in the world, lynn. i need to do some work on some things and it's just time to go back. i have had a great deal of time off to think about things and think about what it is i want to do in therapy and work on and stuff, so i am ready. ya for art therapy. i think that's the part i miss about therapy the most, the stupid art projects she has me do. i have been seeing lynn off and on for... 7 years or so. i have grown very comfortable with her and i think that i am ready to get into the really messy stuff. the deep down things i have avoided for the past twenty years or so. i am stable enough and i think that i can keep what happens there there so it doesn't follow me home and into school. lynn has been very much behind my going to school, especially the distance learning. this should show you how many friends i have... she wrote one of my letters of recomendation for the vermont college admissions process. no shit. i didn't have anyone else to ask and she above anyone else except sweetie, (who also wrote one, i know i know i am truly sad) so i thought what the hell. they don't have to know.
stupid klingon, hurts me while typing... any idea for a name for him???
i am all alone on valentine's day. ya me. sweetie has to work a double today and she stayed in town with nicole last night due to inclimate weather. we got 15 INCHES of snow wednesday night. it was unreal. it's everywhere. there hasn't been this much snow here in edgewood for about 4 years. it just kept falling. i was of course oblivious to the whole thing until sweetie got home wednesday night/thursday morning. i was warm and toasty inside reading my books, sweetie was driving in it. one good thing about all the snow was sweetie got thursday off because she couldn't get the car out and i got fried chicken for dinner. i am so spoiled. unfortunately, the trade off is alone on valentine's day. sigh... anyone wanna talk to me... anyone? hello out there... hello *she says as she pokes at the screen*
i can finally admit it, i like the Dixie Chicks. yes i know it is so not me, but i really enjoy there second album and thier latest one, home. they do a great rendition of fleetwood mac's landslide. it is very pretty. i saw natalie maines, the lead singer and bush basher on vh1's big in '03. she is cool. some people booed her and she was like "i can take it, bring it on" and she said that they have a cd and a dvd coming out soon so you can burn one and crush the other. tee hee, i just love the mean girls...
in case you are wondering, yes i am avoiding some school work. figures hunh?
WHERE IS EVERYONE? I AM LONELY AND WANT TO TALK *she skulks off muttering under her breath*