response to teh fil and jess.
Dear Professor Wiese,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm in love with your cat. I think I realized it when I finally changed my underwear under the bus, and I saw you carve your initials into the elephant in the corner. I'm sure you're open enough to understand that Santa doesn't exist. I'm returning your Hannah Montana underwear to you, but I'll keep Your photo with the mustache drawn on it as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think of your feet and that the apartment building is on fire.
We all went out for Sara's birthday last night.
I drank..
Possibly way more than I should have, considering today I have to attend my grandma's 80th birthday party.
I don't do this whole hungover thing very well.
It's definitely not my gig.
And after the birthday party, Mike is having people over for the superbowl.
Somewhere in there I plan on falling into a deep sleep like coma and not waking up until tomorrow when I have to go to work.
And all I want right now is a back massage and something water that doesn't taste like crap.
If you want to take care of me, I would not object at this moment. haha
So it has been kind of a rough week for some, pretty normal for others, and for the rest of us certain events really had no effect.
Mike's cousin killed himself on monday.
No one is really quite sure why, but there have been accusations made.
He left a couple of notes, but things are still pretty up in the air.
Today was the funeral. Not really much crying, but then again most of the family had earlier in the week to cope with the death and slowly piece themselves together for the funeral.
Right now is one of those moments where a nap didnt cure my bad mood..
So here's to hoping that a bowl of chocolate ice cream covered in chocolate syrup will..
::
2009 14 January :: 1.59am
:: Music: cut tags...........
You Oughtta Know....
1. I put my iTunes on shuffle.
2. For each question, I pressed the "forward" button to get my answer.
3. I WROTE THAT SONG NAME DOWN, NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDED! I also added some commentary, where I liked. Read more..
For years, I have had dreams that have made me wake up out of a dead sleep and look around wondering if it was actually real or not.
And last night was one of those dreams.
I had a dream that I thought I was pregnant, and then a few days after thinking that, I gave birth to a 3 month old like it was nothing. And of course everyone was in shock, and my landlords filed a complaint for not being informed and I had to sign a contract that if anything ever happened like that again I would be evicted from my house. My friend Sara quit talking to me. And a group of people were standing in a circle doing tattoo's on each other, all while water was being sprayed all over them, and my baby was asleep on the bed like 4 feet away from them. Then, when I took my baby out of that room, I went into a lobby, and the neighbors I grew up next to were there, and one of them would not even look at me because I was holding a baby. And to finish off the dream, Mike and I went to Meijer to buy chocolate chip cookies.
sorry my last entry was so boring. but i was still gratified by the result of my efforts. and considering the length of the finished product, i was pleased by the swiftness with which the endeavor was executed.
"the point is not to see how high you can get."
i should probably start to consider this during my recreational time.
but in case i don't, and you happen to find me dead in a gutter somewhere, please call my mom and tell her that she was right all along. and that i won't be returning her steam cleaner, as i am deceased.
she'll have to pick it up sometime after the visitation.
I guess the advantage I have in life is that I use some sort of realism to keep me in check. I know what I can probably do, and I strive for greater things sometimes, but i don't really think beyond that. I just stick to what I know will work and I go with it.
So when it comes do dealing with certain situations I don't think about it too much if I'm convinced that there is only one really realistic solution to the issue at hand.
I see it, but maybe no one else does, but I do.
Its done me well to be in my "realistic bubble" where I know how bad things are and can potentially become...
