I want nothing more than to have five minutes alone with Michael Vick, bound and gagged. He needs to hear what I have to say about dogfighting. Then he can suffer the same fate as the countless number of dogs who were put through disgusting practices in preparation for a fight, the actual fight, and then the execution for the losing dog if they ( Read more... )

Oh piss up a rope! moving sucks. I've spent all damn day online looking at apartments in Syracuse and I think my eyes are going to burst into flames at any second. My brain may possibly melt too. There's some nice apartments in Syracuse, don't get me wrong, I'm excited about that. But damn it, there's just so much sifting through crappy ( Read more... )

Hi everyone! It's official--I'm Mrs.Swanson ( Read more... )

Room decorations for reception--Find and frame pictures of Doug and A.M. OR put together photo album + framed pics of mom and dad's wedding and grandma and grandpa's wedding. Doug's parents and grandparents?? (divorced ( Read more... )

I'm having my first freak out! I have no idea how the ceremony is going to go! I have the layout, the paper version of what the officiant is going to say and where we're supposed to say vows and where readings will be done, but how are we (my bridesmaids and I) going to walk down the aisle and when? Is Doug's mother gonna pull it together, get ( Read more... )

My surgery just got put off until after the wedding. I really didn't want to wait but Doug begged and begged and begged. He seemed to think that I wouldn't recover in time and that I would be black and blue in the face and turn into the Hunchback of Notre Dame with a giant gaping vagina...with fangs. And hemroids ( Read more... )

Great. I have a deviated septum. It's deviated in not one, but two places. I have to have surgery. Before the wedding. Fantastic. I'll recover in time for the wedding but I'll be in pain and with my face packed with gauze for the first 72 hours, I'll look like I have bottle rockets coming out of my nose.

I finally had the arbitration today for the two car accidents that I was in in 2005. It went well.

More info to come on that when the official decision is made by the arbitrator.

I hate allergies, I hate allergies, yes I do, yes I do, my nose is a faucet, my eyes are too, I feel like poo, I feel like poo!

Rest in Peace Carolyn M. Krusko

Never was there a more kind, gentle, and sweet soul. I was so lucky to have such a loving grandma in my life.