more please

I must have swallowed some soap or sniffed it up my nose while I was in the shower cause my throat is stinging. It is sucky. I have done this before.
Taking a shower can be such a pleasure or such a pain.
I wonder how many times I have washed my hair and shaved.
I was in a big rush to be a full time shaver when i was younger.

I'd sneak and use my moms razor and CUT the CRAP out of my leg.
The cuts seemed to bleed forever and I was trying be secretive about the whole thing but then I would have these huge razor cuts on my legs.
I would get caught.
It was always embarassing to get caught doing things like that.
One time I even shaved my arms.
They were so smooth.

here is a snowman. tis the season.

Chomping At the Bit

I feel like I have been eating all day. And I am sleepy.
I just want it to be nightime so I can drink some hot cocoa and go to sleep.
Maybe I will lay down right now.
This post is full of excitement.

Theres ToomUch Confusion

Church was the highlight of my day .
And pretty much down hill from there.
yesterday was not much better.
DAMN HIGHS STUPID LOWS.

and maybe damn holidays.
So much pressure of decorating and taking down the decorating.
And shopping and being JOLLY and the other Fa lala la lajunk.

Right now the main color in church is purple.

that is my favorite color. HANDS DOWN.

ALways and FOREVER.



I have been having the most vivid dreams.It is almost hard to seperate them from reality.
And it seems like everyone who is anyone is in them.
And everywhere,

Its just fun to sleep.

And luckily I have been falling asleep pretty well.

Watch tonight I will have trouble.

Queens for a day

Probably the single best Thanksgiving I have ever had.
I mean we had crowns!
How couod anything ever top that?
Yeah sure there was turkey and all the other stuff.
BUT CROWNS!!!!!
everything is better when you are wearing a crown.

Hat Trick

dig�ni�ty �� �P���Pronunciation Key��(dgn-t)
n. pl. dig�ni�ties
1 The quality or state of being worthy of esteem or respect.
2 Inherent nobility and worth: the dignity of honest labor.
3 a Poise and self-respect.
b Stateliness and formality in manner and appearance.
4 The respect and honor associated with an important position.
5 A high office or rank.
6 dignities The ceremonial symbols and observances attached to high office.
7 Archaic. A dignitary.



Yeah.
So anyways,
I have tons of shit to do but instead I am sitting on my bed listening to MADONNA!
WHO I LOVE ALWAYS AND FOREVER!
Her new cd seems to be to my liking.
I sat a Barnes N Noble like a COOL KID for 3 hours.
I read poetry and ordered a NASTY SICK DISGUSTING sandwich that tasted 3 days old.
YUCK.
And I strange woman w=very very long fiinger nails wanted to eat the remaining portion. I know she did.
I wondered what she and everyone else would have done if I offered it to her.
I didn't.
It was NASTY anyways.
Well, I did that now I am doing this.
I went to bed last night at like 9!
I just wnat to be out of it.
GONE>

Just let the days pass on by.
I will wake up later.
not now.

And fuck HOUSEWORK!
dishes?
cooking?
laundrry?
and grocery shopping?
please.

And my red is hair is fading just like the excitement of its being red.

MUTHA EFFER!

HOw da Ya likes dem dare apples

We went apple picking on Saturday.
Was a tinsy winsy creepy.
But thats what made it such an adventure!
Black Apples.
Creepy.

and so that was Saturday.

And on today I woke up, warmed up day old coffee in the microwave and drank some of it.
Yum. Boiled a few eggs.
Then later I picked up my Grandma for church.
And we went. We don't speak much anymore.
It is strange.

And there is this one lady at church who I think really wants to be my friend.
I think she likes me because she is always
shit talking to me about the fellow parish people.
Church is something else.

I also bought over priced clothes but I do that on other days too.
Not just Sunday.

OUTRAGEOUS

LIKE OH MY GOD I am SHOCKEd!
At myself.
Been having some pretty dopalicious days.
So good in fact that I must pin point the exact reason.
I do believe it is the bon bon dust.





I must share with the world.

But some people WHO will remain nameless DON'T LIKE BON BONS!

OUTRAGOUS!

eat a bag. EAT TWO!

you will see! YOU WILL SEE!!!!

Jibberish of an insane person

Today was definitly one of my high days.
I saw Chicken Little and laughed my ass off.
Good thing we were the only people in the theatre cause I know I would have annoyed many.
OR influenced even more laughter.

I was missing my dad lots and I am pretty sure he watched it with me.
BUT THAT IS NUTS!
I really need to sleep.
I like HGTV.

And I think that when you make dinner and ask how it is it is nice to get a, "very good. thank you.", instead of a shrug and a nod.
I don't know.
I hate cooking.
I do like making pancakes.

I felt a minitini anxiety attack in my car today.
There were detours and long long waits at every corner
and ambulances and stinky tar and angry people turning around all pissy.
I felt like jumping out of the car and walking the rest of the way
It makes you realize how easy it is to never ever wanna leave your home.
I was not driving.
Maybe that had something to do with it.
But I kept my cool and sat and explained to my son how insane the world is and how we must have patience.
really I was talking to myself.

AND I saw my first car ever.
My purple Ford Aspire.
5 door.
It was all beat up and sad looking.
And the lady who we sold it to,
MONA,
looked very mad. She actually was one of those pissy drivers that turned around all angrily.
Great now I feel bad for her and guilty somehow cause I sold her that piece of purple shit.
And she told me that God brought us together.
I was like alright PSYCHO LADY are you paying with cash or check?
$3000 I do believe.
No maybe $1500.
ANd I ended up yelling at her over the phone and being a HUGHMUNGO BITCH FACE to her.
Whatever. she is still driving it and looks very unhappy.
I bet she was a 12 step lady trying to get her life together and bought my car and thought it would make her life better and it didnt and the rest is history.
Poor Mona.
Bless that purple Aspire.

And Bless Chicken Little.
ok i need rest.

here it is

ok sitting here watching real world.

I have not slept in well over 24.

and here is me and my hair,

and some water running.

cool.

SO WHAT

I never use my better judgement.
I just do everything without thinkng.
Well,I think and i think and I realize and I understand but I just do what I want anyways.
despite myself.
Everything has worked out fine thus far.

whenever I say things like "thus far" I think who the frunk do i think I am talking like that?

So I bet my husband won't like this picture bery much.
I do though.
and tomorrow I am coloring my hair red. yeah.

and if you enjoying seeing pictures of me and my super cool posse go here.

I think too hard

Will is the high school counselor that I never had.





It kinda looks like we are at a skating rink.

I really wanna go rollerskating actually.

The Best of the Best

my birthday was a week or so ago.

here are some fantastic pictures.





it afterall was a fanfuckintastic birthday.
but not everyday can be my birthday.
that would just get old.

mother effer!!!!!!!!!!!!

laying in bed talking myself into being happy.

and MY FUCKHEAD CAT jumps on me and PEES!!

ON ME my SHEETS MY DUVET MY MATTRESS!!

I took the him and threw him out the front door!

GOODBYE!

I mean really! who has ever heard of such a thing?
just trying to end my day and BOOM CAT PISS!!!

And cat piss damage control.
like ripping my sheets off soaking up the pee and some sort of blanket barrier had to be placed between me and the pee pee area and new sheets and new blankets. and oh yeah change pants. Ridiculous.
fuck cats.

seriously now.

Start by holding the pen the right way

Ate at Souplantation today. Very yummy.
I drove like 45 minutes just to eat there. I really had nothing better to do.
and it was worth it.
I got a phone call from Drews school telling me that he had been hit in the head by a block.
But he was ok.
AND my BON BONS arrived.
They are a little harder then I remember.
But they are still pretty good.
Ya know my blog would be a lot more interesting if I could tell you all everything.
But I can't.
I just have too many secrets.



I asked my husband what he thought it meant to have no interests.
and he said that I must not be interesting.
I think that there is a difference between uninteresting and just not interested.
maybe not though.

Tonight my plans are getting my son to sleep.
From there I will smoke and drink and then I will watch the O.C. and most likely eat some Bon Bons.
cause I like to pretend that I am a high school student with my whole life ahead of me.

if I could just

relax.

what if I decided that i did not like myself?
Find myself boring and useless.
just a bunch of stupid useles crap.
just sitting around collecting dust.

I just cant handle all these silly choices i have made.
I just won't except things.
I am the biggest baby on the planet earth.
Making stupid idiotic choices.

liking blogging about it?
why even bother?
so i can feel even more stupid and lame.
yes.

the pain of realizing the truth is satisfying to me.
the truth that I SUCK!
YES! Don't argue.
I do.

and this post just proves it.
now I am gonnna go drink some wine.
fuckers.
no not you.
them.

HOLY GEEEEEEEZ

What is the dealwith the spam comments?

I mean I already thinkmy blog is pretty lame and stuff and these comments that pop up saying how cool my blog is and go check this out really bust my buttons!

And I was feeling all creative a few hours ago and so I began to download somepictures with hopes of putting them on my blog with some clever post and it took FOREVER and so now I don't even feeel like trying.

I was gonna maybe say how i sometimes walk around my house wondering what the hell to do.

I really need to put my energy into something but nothing interests me.

I don't wanna cook up some fancy smancy meal for me and a threee year old and even if I had 10 peopleto serve I still would throw down some fish sticks or pancakes.



How pointless.

pre planned and junk

Alright.
My son is painting.
naked.

i have started to play a Sims game.
It is crazy.
When they get hungry I get hungry.
t actually is boring.
but addicting too.
Sometimes when I am playing and making them clean there messes, I think why the FUDGE am I not cleaning my own messes?
But I guess that my controller person should just do a better job in controlling me!

If that was actually true then I would like to just give a BIG FUCK YOU TO THAT PERSON!
But really that is not nice cause some of the things in my life are extra cool and so therefore should not be cursing but praising them. oh whatever.

Its all VERY exciting!

These candies are just PURE HEAVEN!!
At least thats how I remember them in the ninth grade.
I sold them for my french club.
I ate most of them and the money that I did make for the club I kept.
I just slid between the cracks.
A secret talent if mine.

ANYWAYS I have missed them ever since.
Always wishing to come across a bag or two.
But in just 5-7 short day I will have EIGHTY BAGS!!!!!

Yes, Janet and I were on a mission last night and we conquered!
We found them.

And I ordered a case!



I will share.

Yeah it was bangin' SON!

Alright.
My mom had a Halloween party.
I was a Saloon Girl. aka whore.
lovely costume really.
But the party left something to be desired.
and oh yeah today I turned 26!