If they told you I'm mad, then they lied. I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive. I'm the triolet, bursting with pride; If they told you I'm mad, then they lied. No, it isn't obsessive. Now hide All the spoons or I might get convulsive. If they told you I'm mad then they lied. I'm odd, but it isn't compulsive. What Poetry Form Are You?

Oh boy. Today is one of those whirlwind twister like days.
I don't know what the FUCK is going on. Everything is spinning and I am starting to get seriously dizzy.
Now I am not saying that these days are BAD days they are just hard to keep up with.
Maybe it is hormones.
I started back on the pill.
So whatever.
There are lots of excuses I could use
for why I can't get a GRIP!

Ok. On with it.
Batman was super COOL!
I really likee it.
And that Christian Bale is delicious.
I mean really.
I starting crying in a few parts of the movie and that really helped my EYE feel better.

YES! My eyes still hurts.
and I know why.
Like the cute little princess that I am, I decided that I want my eyelashes to be MORE beautiful eyelashes.
I went and bought an eyelash curler.
Used it and found it to be uncomfortable.
It didn't even WORK!
They looked the same.
Anyways.
I must have pulled out an eyelash during the whole process and now MY EYELASHES ARE REALLY PRETTY!

2ND day of school for my little child.
Very nice. Time just to sit around and wonder what the fudge to do.
I will see a movie!
Yes!
Batman Begins.
yes.

SOme people and I watched GO last night.
I LOVED LOVED LOVED it.
Well, I liked it.
Anything involving drugs, Christmas and lots of nudity really tickles my fancy.
It helped me in my process of trying to accept Katie Holmes.
And now I will watch her in Batman and FALL TOTALLY in LOVE with her!!!

I LOVE YOU KATIE!
See it has already begun.
Wierd.

DAMN.
I want to HATE her.
I want to HATE EVERYONE!
And sometimes I do.
But not today.
Today I am going to FEEL the love.
Spread it here and there.

Instead of my HATE!
I say "I HATE" all the time.
I HATE YOU!
I HATE HER!
I HATE HIM!
I HATE that thing over there!
I HATE being like that.

One person I know really seems to get upset when I say "HATE!".

It really is not a nice word.
It is a pretty strong word.


H A T E!

wow.

Not nice.

But honestly and truly there are lots of things around that make it easy to HATE.
But honestly and truly there are lots of things around that make it easy to LOVE.

Blah Blah now I am done here.

This post is dumb.

I HATE IT!

OUCH!!!!

My right eye hurts so frigging bad!
The other day I kept getting a sharp pain in it.
Now it just HURTS!
That kinda crap really aggravates me.
How inconvenient for me.
THen I start to worry that it is a serious problem and all that.

Maybe my eye will fall out.
Maybe my eye will stop working.

I also had a bitch of a headache last night and woke up with it this morning.
GOD!
WIll my suffering ever end?

Drama.



Maybe this is all caused by my new perfume.
Hypnotic Poison by Dior.



It smells like almonds and vanilla.
Very lovely.
I had a hard time choosing.
I used to wear Gucci Rush.
But I thought it was time for somethang new.
Gucci Rush smells like Trix cereal.
They are discontinuing it though.
STUPID IDIOTS!

I guess.

Ok.

My eye!!

MY eye.

it really hurts.



Wanna hear something totally retarded?

I have to go clean my house because the maids are coming.

How backwards is that?

1. If you could listen to only 3 CDs for the next year, which 3 CDs
would you choose?

This question is almost impossible. But I will try.
At this exact moment I would have to say.
They Might be Giants, Apollo 18
Lisa Loeb, Nine Stories
and I guess I would have to take Maroon 5.


2. What is a favorite summer memory?

Going to the lake and camping with my family.
We had a boat.
I thought it was so cool to drive it.
So much fun!
Ahhh the late 80's till the early 90's.

3. What do you secretly indulge in?

Grass. I smoke it.


4. If you could have a superpower, what would it be, and what color
would your cape be?

I guess my cape would have to be purple.
I would be able to read minds.

5. What do you think of Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise hookin' up?

Morons. I couldn't give a flying FUCK!




Thanks Janet, for the fun!
xoxo

Happy Fathers Day

This was 1997 some time in late April, early May.
I was 17.
I was training to be a lifegaurd at Hurricane Harbor.

You see my red shirt?
I totally bought that at Wal-mart.
Anyways who cares?

My Dad and my sister came to hang out at Magic Mountain.


They were on their way to meet the Dalai Lama.

It was a nice day.

I remember taking these pictures.
I remember Carrie commenting on my nails while waiting in line for Superman.
I do have a great nail bed.

Anyways I remember little bits,

but those memories stand out the most.

But Happy Fathers Day.

To all the Daddys out there.



My son and his Daddy are watching Wizard Of Oz.

Our Potential

Endless.

What is the hold up?

Lets get the FUCK up and live to our FULL POTENTIAL!

Starting right now.

Yes. Now. Today.

Ok

...it is almost 10 at night.

Damn days is almost over now.

But I did do an awful lot today.
Some stuff I can't mention.
But why even bother saying something like that?

Preschool is starting next week.
That is a HUGE thing. I think.
I am excited, but really nervous.
And I even have feelings of guilt.
But we are doing it.
Tuition is paid.

I really wonder what I will do with myself.
I do know that manicure and pedicure are both on the top of my list.
The time also will be a good one for movies.
Lunches with friends.
Naps?
maybe.
Gym?
maybe.
Clean house?
HA!

But then that DAMN GUILT BASTARD pops his FAT head in.
Get off my back man!

ok.
we are done here.

(I like to end conversations that way.)

Once Again

Once again I woke.
Once again I made coffee.
Once again I made pancakes.
Once again Drew threw crap down into the backyard from our balcony.
Once again I got angry.
Once again I yelled at him.
Once again he threw crap down into the backyard from our balcony.
Once again I got mad.
Once again I screamed.
Once again Tim told me to go see a doctor.
Once again I forgot to pay a bill.
Once again I don't care.
Once again I showered.
Once again I applied make-up.
Once again I couldn't decide what to wear.
Once again I wonder who the FUCK cares.
Once again I want to smash my cell phone into little tiny pieces, roll it up and SMOKE IT!
Once again I wonder who the FUCK cares.
Once again I know things can't be all this bad.

So I go to Yoga.
The entire time I am trying to relax and shit.
But I can't.
My mInd is so fucked up I swear I LOOK for things to get aggravated about.
Inside my head I am complaining.
ALWAYS.
I was mad because my feet got all sweaty so I was slipping off my mat.
And I was LIKE FUCK THIS AND FUCK MY FEET! I AM OUTA HERE!
I almost left.
I wanted to punish my feet and the whole CLASS by leaving!
I didn't though.
I gave them all a warning.
I am ridiculous.

YEARS AGO

This is me with VERY short hair.
I guess this was 2 years ago.

Anyways,
my plans for
today include going to go to a yoga class and a
visit to my Grandma.

She fell and broke her hip and so now she is in this care center place.
I kinda like going.
All the old people there are really interesting.
And I think they like seeing me.
My Grandma has 2 roomies,
Stella and Maxine.
I am becoming more and more attached to both of them.
I go everyday to visit.
I enjoy it.
I have been trying to make my Grandmas room cozy by bringing her some watercolor pictures that Drew and I have painted.
My Grandmas birthday is the 24th of this month.
She will be 90.
I am not looking forward to being 90.
Who knows.
Maybe it will be super fantastic.




AND I had THE WORST day yesterday.




There are some other things I would like to do today but i don't think I will be able to fit it in.
Whata pity.