We went and saw the Missionary Position (it's a band) at the High Dive in Seattle.  It was great, good show, good times.  I was the designated driver, so I didn't drink, and Pat and Steve did.  I don't like it when Pat smokes in the car.  So I waited till he'd had a cigarette before we headed out.  Not long after we left, Pat asked if it was ok if ( Read more... )

I never thought I would be one to get the wedding jitters.  But I think I might have them.  The wedding is only 3 1/2 weeks away, and it's either just starting to kick in, or I'm just feeling hormonal and jittery today.  Which happens sometimes, so maybe that's the case.  I just start thinking girl things like, maybe there being too many people on ( Read more... )

I was having a bit of a frustrating morning as it was.  I like to make breakfast for the boys on the weekend.  And Nate had one of his friends over, and also Pat was here.  So I wanted to make breakfast for them and of course for Steve and I.  Only to find that Nate had left his pan of meat sitting out for days and it was still sitting out, and the ( Read more... )

Well, I need to exercise.  I've gained weight.  A lot more than I'm comfortable with too.  So I wrote Steve to ask if he'll work out with me in the mornings.  I got the idea that we can just go for walk/jogs in the morning, as well as do some push ups and sit ups.  My motivation would be a lot better with someone else working out with me, and ( Read more... )

I hate fucking allergies.  And I hate that no one seems to take me seriously.  I'm oozing out my nose and my eyes and my brain feels like someone  turned out the lights and poured gelatin in there or something cause I can't think, and when I say that cat is the worst thing that's happened to me, all Steve says is "yeah well it's a new thing every ( Read more... )

I'm sick.  Like, really sick.  Even the doctor took one look at my throat and said "wow that's messy".  Steve also has looked at it several times, probably out of a love for gore.  Ha ha ha...  So I either have tonsillitis or mono.  Who knows how the hell I could have gotten mono, but hey, you can get it from a drinking glass, so don't even start ( Read more... )

A lady complained about my appearance today at work.  Sally, my manager told me.  I bet she was a Christian.  Sad to say, but those people are some of the most presumptuous bastards out there.  Sally said that since it was only the first complaint that I don't have to take out my piercing, but I might want to start wearing scrubs or something.  My  ( Read more... )

I despise allergies with a blood thirsty passion.  But even more, I despise men's logic.  If you're the one having a severe allergic reaction to cats, then you should be willing to clean up the dander, and invoke an even worse allergic reaction.  Yeah, real smart, that one.  It makes no sense.  I am perfectly willing to help clean, and do what I ( Read more... )

Well, it seems that I'm allergic to something at my basement apartment.  Be it mold, or dust, or cats.  The thing is, I'm not reacting to it at Steve's though, whatever it is.  Mold I can understand there being more of at my basement apartment than his house.  Dust, I can kinda understand there being more of, but it seems like I would react to it ( Read more... )

God grant me patience...

Or at least a good knock on the head to put me into a coma for a few weeks...or months...or however long it's going to be...

I hate waiting...

Is there nothing I can do to ah speed things up?

Lower a rope or a tree branch...

I'll just have to try to forget about things or something...just not think about it...HA...easier said ( Read more... )