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16 entries this month
03:25 Jun 28 2011
Times Read: 597
You suck.
02:37 Jun 28 2011
Times Read: 600
Whatever you do...do NOT push that button. Just don't push it. Do not push the button...no matter what. Behave as if your life depends on you to NOT push that button. Leave it alone. Leave the button alone.
Don't you dare push that button!
I'm warning you...
Don't do it.
16:22 Jun 26 2011
Times Read: 612
I did this one over again. Everytime I looked at the first version of this card I kept getting frustrated. Something wasn't right about it. I still think the first one I made was an awsome image. It's just not meant for my Tarot Deck. This is my final version. I personally like this one a lot better.
04:06 Jun 26 2011
Times Read: 623
NoctusAngelusProcella gave me something great. My kismet today was
"Smile...Or I'm gonna poke you in the eye".
Thank you for this! I love it lol.
01:28 Jun 24 2011
Times Read: 639
I'm at the point where I'm just gonna start screwing them for shits and giggles. County medical offices. They are the closest thing to purgatory as you can get. You sit there for HOURS and that's with an appointment. I sat there for hours today for a follow up on blood work. A doctor that wasn't even my primary. It wasn't even at his office! For some reason I had to go there to get another freaking ANA test. Oh joy.
As I sat there looking at an issue of Highlights (that's right, highlights), I became bored. Tired. Hungy. Cranky. Getting more bored, I started to play with the light they use to look into your ears and eyes. Then I stuck a bunch of those black cones on the tips of my fingers and started hissing. The nurse came in to ask me what my allergies were and she caught me in the act. "Keflex," I said and she hardly raised an eyebrow and then closed the door.
"Hmmmmmph," I sighed and waited for the doctor (for another 45 minutes).
I moved on to playing with the blood pressure cuff. I wrapped it around my neck and held on to the little rubber ball. The doctor comes in and doesn't even look at me.
"Ahem," I clear my throat.
He finally looks up at me completely stone face and looks back at my chart. Seriously?! Not even a chuckle?! Not a strange look?! Not even a warning to take that thing off?! Nothing?! *growls*
Wow. Just, wow.
I swear to god, on my next visit, I'm gonna wrap that thing around my neck and start pumping it up while sticking my hand down my pants. Start rollin' my eyes up into my head....moaning and shit.
Betcha that'll do trick.
20:56 Jun 22 2011
Times Read: 656
WHAT THE FUCK?! Oh my god...................................................Where do I even start?! I was rating. I do that from time to time. Anyways, through the vast sea of profiles that have less than 5 words in the description area and chicks holding their cell phone cam's WAY TOO high above their heads (with fucking toilets in the background). I came across one chick on here that has about 5 different accounts. She was online with all of them too. At the same time! Excuse me, but WHAT THE FUCK?!
Maybe it's because I'm old and a bit antisocial...but why the FUCK FUCK FUCK would you want that many accounts?! Why the FUCK FUCK FUCK would you wanna be online with them all at once. I can't wrap my mind around this. I can hardly handle the one I have. I had one friend tell me why she had (*clears throat*) more than a few accounts. Different strokes for different folks, I guess...but you're still a weirdo to me, girly (love ya though lol).
Also, people...FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, QUIT TAKING YOUR SO CALLED 'SEXY' PICTURES IN THE GOD DAMN BATHROOM!!! Just knock it the fuck off! Oh my freaking god, we don't wanna see the can behind you anymore! Girls, please quit holding the fucking camera clean over your head too. What the fuck is up with the damn aerial shots?!
Im hot. Im cranky...
IF I could, I would beat these idiots senseless with their damn cell phones and then shove their heads down their dirty lookin' toilets.
Oh and by the way...
The shower curtain DOES NOT make a good looking backdrop either. Knock that shit off too.
5 fucking accounts with the same dumb ass behind the screen.*growls*
02:52 Jun 22 2011
Times Read: 664
Alright...
Now what?
What the fuck else?!
Dammit.
02:01 Jun 21 2011
Times Read: 675
*burps* Diet Dr.Pepper does taste like regular Dr.Pepper.
02:55 Jun 20 2011
Times Read: 686
I wished my dearest and bestest friend a Happy Father's Day. It was important to do because he's such a damn good father. He truly is great.Later on, I got into the swing of the day by getting ready to head on over to my sister's place for a family Father's Day breakfast for my brother in law (who is also a truly great father too). When I got there I helped my sister make his favorite. Scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, biscuits and white gravy. He loved it. I told my sister to get comfy with him and I cleaned up the whole kitchen.
We all had ourselves a day of watching the rest of the True Blood marathon on HBO. I got even more caught up on it. We're hooked on that damn show. My nephew drew more of his creepy looking monsters and I tried to get him to draw me one to take home. He ended up getting too busy to draw me one (of course).
Later on, my sister re-did my pedicure and made my toes look freaking amazing. A deep dark metallic purple that has such a cool effect in indoor light and even cooler in the sunlight. I love having somebody in the family who does that stuff professionally. It's awsome. I got so pampered. Soooooo freakin' pampered.
It was a pretty cool day. I'm really diggin' this family togetherness thing that we've been doing and will continue to keep doing too. The past five months have been like old times. Even better, actually. I like this. She does too. We all do. It feels good.
*sighs happily*
22:28 Jun 15 2011
Times Read: 708
I'm having this bad flare up of physical pain again because of the rheumatoid arthritis. The temperature outside isn't helping matters either (not to mention that our house's air conditioning unit still installed yet) and no matter what I do I just can't get comfortable! I've tried and tried but my joints are feeling like they're on fire again. They're so very sore. There's a sharp intense stabbing sensation in my knees and ankles. The back of my neck has really been getting to me too. Like my knees and ankles, it's a firey hot sensation in my muscles as well. Every so often it effects my cricoarytenoid joint (which is causing me hoarseness of my voice). I found out that it's also responsible for the tightening of my vocal cords which is why my voice gets so much softer when I flare up. Lance wondered why my voice gets so hard for him to hear me when im in pain. It also doesn't help that I have been crying for hours.
I've taken the maximum limit on how much Tylenol I can take for today since I woke up at 5am (the pain actually woke me up). It has done absolutley nothing for me too. I'm so tired of feeling this. I'd give anything for it to stop. Even for just one blessed hour. On top of all this...I really miss my dearest friend. It's hitting me rather hard today for some reason. I don't want this sadness on top of everything else.
Pain. In my body and in my heart. I just want a sincere hug. That would be really nice right about now.
I think I deserve one...
Right? *frowns*
19:11 Jun 14 2011
Times Read: 718
Hello. My name is Jack Shit.
Don't expect much.
10:21 Jun 13 2011
Times Read: 747
He's funky and I totally dig him! Seriously though, making this one look modern damn near drove me nuts. Oh great, speaking of nuts...he kinda reminds me of the Planters peanuts dude lmao. Sweeeeeet. That's just fuckin' great. I use a steampunk image and end up with Mr.Peanut. Juuuuuust my luck lol.
Oh well. He's still cool. I dig him.
I really need to go to bed now. *is lmfao*
VOKA!20:52 Jun 11 2011
Times Read: 759
It's in the way he says it. I can always tell when he's had one too many shots. Vodka suddenly becomes voka lol.DIANA: "What are you drinking?"
LANCE: "Voka."
DIANA: "Voka?! What's that?" *giggles*
LANCE: "Happy juice. Ya know, voka."
DIANA: "Voka?"
LANCE: *sips* "You makin' fun of my voka?"
DIANA: "Your voka?"
LANCE: "Yea, my voka."
DIANA: "Voka, huh?"
LANCE: "VOKA! MY VOKA!"
DIANA: "You mean, Vodka?"
LANCE: "That's what I said! Voka!"
DIANA: "Voka?"
LANCE: "VOKA!"
DIANA: "Lance.....?"
LANCE: "What?"
DIANA: "Who's on first?
19:51 Jun 10 2011
Times Read: 777
God damn dental work! This shit is gettin' old. I got up at the ass crack of dawn (wait, let me try that one again). I rolled off the side of my bed and hit the floor at the ass crack of dawn to go to the dentist. They did some groovy stuff to make me even more uncomfortable and then after that they made me more uncomfortable...then a little more uncomfortable. *rolls eyes*
3 shots of Novacaine later and I'm over here talking out of the side of my mouth like Mary Jo Buttafuoco! Geeeeeeeeezus tap tancin' Christ! I can hardly feel my fucking lips. I can't even operate a sissy stick.
*growls*
19:23 Jun 07 2011
Times Read: 794
After a lot of swearing and Chevelle, a little Slipknot, Marilyn Manson and Static X...here she is. This was another big challenge for me to create.Took for fucking ever!!!
Four squirrels and a Dumb ass
00:42 Jun 04 2011
Times Read: 816
After all the events of the past few days, today...I just feel like im in a fog. Not even a fog I guess but I can't seem to get into the swing of the day no matter what I do. *checks the time in the corner of the screen*
So...i'm guessing at almost 5pm there isn't no swing of things to get into. Im not in a depressed mood, im just...physically exhausted. Yesterday was really tough on me. I'm guessing it was the Lupus that acted up in such a violent manner. I'm guessing it was the Lupus because I know what severe R.A. pain feels like and it was nothing compared to yesterday's episode. I know that I started the day off early and it only took about two hours before I started feeling that 'burning hot' sensation in my entire body. It was so intense that when Lance called me up (about this time yesterday) he was in tears himself hearing me. I was embarasssed. All I could do was rock back and forth and sob. Giant tears too. They just kept streaming down my cheeks. No matter how much Motrin and Tylenol I took, it just didn't seem to do ANYTHING. My doctor has me on this medicine called Lyrica. Normally, I sing praises about how well it's worked for me (no pun intended)...but yesterday it felt like I was suddenly taking nothing at all. I waited it out, tried to nap through the agony and at about 9pm I broke down and took one of my Tylenol #3 tablets. It finally seemed to take the edge off within a half hour after swallowing it. I thought with as much sleep I got off and on throughout the day that I would be up all night but I sure wasn't. I got comfy, put the cell on the charger, layed back on my sea of pillows and fell fast asleep.
When I woke up today, my eyes were swollen from all the crying from the day before and though I had a lot more mobility and a lot less pain in my body, I found that no matter how much coffee I drank (which was a lot) I just couldn't perk up. My sister explained to me that I was still healing from yesterday's bad flare up. I'm just thanking my lucky stars that I'm not hurting like that again. The intensity of it truly alarmed me. It doesn't happen that often but every now and again my body just turns against me it seems. *shrugs*
Lance is supposed to bring me a joint juice that his herbalist friend makes fresh. Apparently it's a type of cactus juice combined with ginger and other special fruits that he says, "Not only taste really good, but is good for you. Plus it's fruity, like me!" lol.
I love that boy. He's been so good to me. Especially through my flare ups.
Anyways. Onward.
Im on squirrel watch now. There's this ratty ass cat that's been stalking Stripe and her babies. I understand that's the circle of life and all, but they're itty bitty babies and I love the freakin' squirrels. So much, in fact, that I made Stripe and her babies a dry salad and left that out for them with another tiny shallow bowl full of clean water. I even dropped in a few ice cubes since it's warm out there. From my patio swing I watched as Stripe shoved leaf after leaf of baby spinach leaves, romaine lettuce sections, cabbage, red leaf lettuce, cucumber slices and baby carrots into her mouth. Her babies sat next to her and did the same..lookin' all excited. They kept knocking the little serving bowl (intended for dips) over. I've filled that bowl up for them three times so far today. I'm glad they're filling up on my lettuce mix instead of the dead leaves and other assorted dry natsies they've been munching on from the backyard.
Wow............................I really am a dork. Hmmm. Oh well. Squirrel watch 2011 continues.
*unrelated/side note*
Certain highly manipulative VR Member. I just knew that you were gonna do this shit again by the way. I just had no idea how quickly it was gonna be and I really wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt. I feel like a complete moron for ever trying to make a go of this friendship thing with you for the third time around. It has become more than apparent that you are NOT capable of being my friend after I had been your friend through so damn much. Others would have given up on you a LONG time ago (and quite a few did)...but, no. Not me. I tried and tried and tried but even I can only take so much. After that recent stunt you pulled, I just feel that we are both better off not ever speaking to eachother...EVER AGAIN. I'm not gonna hold any grudges or play the VR drama game of blocking you or writing nasty things about you (there's just no need for that anyways and we're both adults here) but I just want to be left the hell alone from now on. Take good care and have yourself a good life. Honestly, I mean that.
Goodbye.
COMMENTS
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captainglobehead
03:34 Jun 28 2011
And not in a good way...
LadyKrystalynDarkstar
03:40 Jun 28 2011
Wait... how did you know?