Thursday, December 29, 2005

God Bless System Restore!!!

Seriously my heart belongs to no man but to system restore!!! I was for two days without my internet and it totally phased me, "duh.. idiot...system restore." sure enough... it did the job!!! LOVE!!!

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Being sick sucks ass

Seriously I got sick before Christmas and just as it started to go away it came back with a vengance. Stupid gay cold.

Best joke ever goes sour...

Lori was on myspace and she didn't log out so I posted a silly picture of us on there with the comment "THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN LORI GOES ON MY COMPUTER AND DOESN'T LOG OUT". APparently she wasn't too amused by it. Oh well, it was an attempt at a good joke that went wrong. Blah.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Baffling...

Socks come in packs of 6, yet there are 7 days in the week...

A special present for a special gal...

My New Baby...

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Xmas YESS!!!!

Lori got Bad-er Santa. She kicks all kinds of ass!!! FUCK ME SANTA FUCK ME SANTA FUCK ME SANTA FUCK ME SANTA!!!! ahhahahaha scoreeeeee!!!!!!!! and she got me some champagne!!!

Friday, December 23, 2005

Mystery mail (HELP!)

Somehow a pair of fillet gloves have been delivered to my address, in particular, to me. I have no idea who sent them to me other than it comes from some website and I never purchased anything from them, ordered anything from them, and I can't imagine why they have my information. All I know is I have these gloves. IF you know who sent them to me please tell me so I can thank them. They're really nice gloves...

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Being Sick vs. Being Drunk

There really isn't a difference. Last night I was with my sister and I wasn't feeling too hot but she drags me to Cost Plus and I really am sick by that point. Basically I wind up passed out on some couch and minutes later we're in her car. I wake up this morning too sick to go to work and there's this 3 foot blue and silver bean bag snake on my bed and I'm like "Woah! When the hell did this happen!?" According to Lori, I was walking around the store singing "finger finger snake! finger finger snake! snake snake penis!" then I fell asleep on the couch, she woke me up, I bought the snake and she took me home. Who knew...

Sunday, December 11, 2005

I GOT BIT!!!

So today I'm feeding The Herp and he's on fuzzies right now and he eats one and he's lookin kinda fat and all and after he ate the little f-er bit me!!! He wanted more food!!! He was crawlin around on his paper towel and slid up to the side of my arm and halfway between my wrist and elbow decided to open his mouth and clamp down on my skin. Fortunately hes only 5 months old and his mouth is pretty weak and his teeth just feel a little jagged but nothin worthy of puncturing skin. It was funny but I told him no and got him another fuzzy. After that one he tried to eat my finger and so I got him a third fuzzy!!! But he regurgitated that one part way cos I guess he decided he was full by then. He's such a cute little baby snake but dude, if he tries that shit when he's older I'll have some nasty little teeth marks on me. I hear snake bites don't look too pretty...

Friday, December 9, 2005

3:31

AM... Like clockwork every morning. I wake up at that time. I've gone to sleep an hour or two earlier. Toss and turn for a while but at 3:31 am I wake up to see my clock. It greets me with its familiar smile. Asshole. Perhaps there's too many complicated situations keeping me up. Gavin brought in a free magazine from CVS on divorce but there was a how to handle stress article in there. Count to ten...Laugh it off...Scream...Talk about it... Seriously?? Is that how people handle stress? Counting? Laughing? Screaming? Why not say run from your problems while you're at it? We can run and deny things all we want, but the fact of the matter is, at the end of the day, when it comes down to things, the problem is still there. Until you find a way to tackle that problem, the stress will remain. Sometimes I just can't fight certain battles. I wish I could laugh off problems, but some problems are so serious they're not funny. They're not screamable. And counting to 1000 even doesn't get the job done. 3:31 am. I'll see you then my friend.