Tomorrow’s post won’t be (all) about furry kids.
Posted on May 27th 2010 in General
Breaking News: George W. Bush Was Born on Planet Mars
See? The internet says so. Makes it true.
Posted in: Conspiracy Theories of the Fucking Idiot Kind, That’s Racist
Posted on April 22nd 2010 in General
I am acquaintance-friendly to people who work in my office building, including and especially the security guy downstairs. You don’t wanna mess with the guy who can make it really hard for you to get in the building to go to your job. ;)
I smile and say hi or bye to him. If it’s a holiday weekend I ask him about his plans with family if it’s before the holiday or ask him how it went if it’s after. I only don’t talk to him if he’s busy when I’m coming in or leaving.
So I was really surprised when he started giving me the icy dagger stare/”fuck off and die” look last week.
I spent all weekend silently wondering why he was suddenly acting so pissy at me lately. Not just once or twice, but every single time I saw him. I even tried to say “happy weekend” to him on Friday but he glared at me then looked down.
All weekend I was waffling back and forth between confronting him vs. Just letting it go.
On the way to work this morning I decided to stop caring and assume one of the guys at work had slipped him $20 for an extended April Fool’s Day prank. Or he had been wronged by someone else and misremembered it as me having done it to him. Or I had inadvertantly done something to him I wasn’t aware of. Or he saw me talking to someone who treats him like shit and got mad at me for associating with such garbage… Or he just needed someone to hate on for absolutely no better reason than he learned the term “frenemy” that day and didn’t quite have the concept down.
When I got to work the security guy was pleasant as pie to me. No glare, just a smile and a glowing account of Sunday’s gorgeous weather. “Have a nice day” pleasantries were exchanged, and that was that.
Huh.
I’m sticking with the April Fool’s Day conspiracy theory.
What a waste of worry.
Posted on April 5th 2010 in General
I really wish I was a Cylon so I could run a diagnostic on myself when I’m stressed out but don’t know specifically why.
Posted on February 21st 2010 in General
It’s 2.5 years today since DJ passed away.
Back then I had a very different life, knew of DJ as Puppy Monster, and loved him bunches through my computer screen.
It’s impossible for me to tell the world what it’s like to be in his life now, the whole time without him in it. It hurts, let’s just put it that way.
I know this feeling of missing him is real even though he never knew I existed, and it makes me sad to never get to hug him because I’m absolutely certain he gave really great hugs down here and gives even better ones Up There.
I probably won’t be writing much here anymore. My priorities have necessarily shifted. I’m still Here, though, reminiscing about the good stuff, learning from the bad, and finding my path forward in this new life for me where Puppy will always be in my heart.
Life is too short. Please choose to be happy.
Posted on December 21st 2009 in General
Please go visit Dawg’s blog and do as he asks.
Thank you. <3
Posted on December 15th 2009 in General
I got nothin’ cuz my life is good. I’d elaborate but… well, it would feel like I was rubbing faces in it since everyone else’s life seems to suck some major donkey goatse, and I wish it didn’t.
If anyone asks me what goatse is I’m going to tell you to google it. So, pre-emptive strike right there.
Posted on September 30th 2009 in General
Happy birthday, baby girl!
Mama and Dawggy love you with all our heart.
(She’s seven today.)
Posted on September 25th 2009 in General
What it is and why I’m doing it:
The walk itself
“In July of 2010 we’ll be walking the length of Hadrian’s Wall in six days. That’s 84 miles across the entire width of England.
We’re walking in aid of the Joseph Salmon Trust, a charity founded by [Dan's] friends in memorial to their son Joseph who died aged 3 in April of 2005.
The Joseph Salmon Trust supports parents who have lost a child by providing financial assistance to those who need it most.”
The cause
“Joseph was a happy, healthy three year old who loved life. He enjoyed playing with his toy trains, his cars and his pretend kitchen. He had a busy social life, with lots of friends from nursery and friends who lived nearby.
He enjoyed cooking with his mummy, going on trains and buses with his daddy, and playing outside with anyone who would join in.
Joseph had a passion for books and had just started to ‘read’ them to his younger sister. It felt like his life was just beginning.
This all changed on 1st April 2005, when Joseph died of streptococcal pneumonia. Joseph did not suffer, he simply fell into a deeper sleep from which he never awoke.
The Joseph Salmon Trust has been set up in his name
The Trust supports parents who have lost a child by providing financial assistance to those who need it most. This may be to help with funeral costs or to allow the self employed a break from work while they come to terms with their loss.”
…and because Dawg asked me to join him.
…and because England is my homeland.
Where it is:
Hadrian’s Wall runs the width of Northern England, and we’re walking the whole thing.
Who’s doing it with me:
Team Ocelot
Why I’m telling you 9 months early:
Cuz I feel like it? :) I’m not fundraising (yet) but our goal is to raise £20,000. The exchange rate is £1.67 to $1.00. We’ll see if we can do it. :) No matter, I am excited for this adventure.
Posted on September 23rd 2009 in General
Today I am a woman with PMS. If you’ve never been one of me then I can only imagine you have something else that afflicts you that is semi-relatable in some manner. If not: lucky you!
Last night a two-sentence conversation resulted in me being upset, confused, and angry. I had trouble falling asleep. This morning I’m still all those things plus sad. The thing is, I know I’m a woman with PMS so it feels impossibly difficult for me to gauge if last night’s conversation meant anything at all really, or instead meant that everything is tilted on its axis and either I am not believed or I am living some sort of a fantasy that isn’t actually Reality, or if I’m just blowing this way out of proportion.
My brain is reminding me of all the times I have felt this way while experiencing the imbalance of hormones I have each month at this time, but my heart is injured.
I see a doctor October 8 for a yearly physical. #1 on my “discuss with doctor” list is to make sure that I should still take a birth control pill now that I’m the magical age of 35, and #2 will be: how the hell do I achieve a hormone level that lets me stay rational? Because this fucking sucks bull testicles, dude.
Posted on September 16th 2009 in General
