Friday: Jesus Christ!
1. Chiropractor's appointment at 2:45. SWEET!
2. Yesterday I received a package from my Mother via UPS Overnight (from CANADA!). It contained Canadian Kit Kat bars for Dan, some easter-ized Dairy Milk and Caramilk bars, some easter-iffic Reese's PB Eggs in a sequined bunny box, and of course some of these lovelies:
As per her usual, the box also contained a horribly written generic 'For my Darling Daughter' Easter card. As I opened the envelope, I thought to myself, "What really would be great is some FUCKING MONEY". And lo and behold...a wad of cash appeared before my very eyes. This may not be a notable event for some, but considering my abysmal relationship with my Mother - this is fucking breaking news.
I sent her a Thank You e-card, and she replied with "Do something nice for yourself!"
*coughBACKPIECEcough*
3. Speaking of said backpiece, I'm still freaking out about it a little. It's been in the works for nearly two years, and I've gone back and forth from "wow, it's BEAUTIFUL...and HUGE..." to "fuck it, let's do it" to "but what about my weedddiingg drreessss?!?!". Basically, it comes down to this: All of my hesitations are based on what others will think of me. And that fact alone makes me want it RIGHT NOW.
But in all seriousness...Dan's mother will cry. Literally SOB. And I need that like I need a dick in my ear.
SOMEBODY DECIDE FOR ME!
4. Spinning last night was fanfuckingtastic. Ande (the instructor) came fresh from some business meeting, so she was in a suit and couldn't ride with us. She's a fabulous coach, though, so it wasn't a problem. Anyway, about halfway through the class, she's trying to get the class in proper form for a second position standing climb. Everyone's
bouncing around like an idiot, of course, and she says "Everyone take a look at the two ladies flanking me, they're in perfect form".
As if I even need to TELL you that I was one of those ladies.
/end horn tooting
5. As previously mentioned, classes were cancelled tonight. Sucks, but whatreyagonnado? Anyway, instead of boxing, Dan is taking me out on a date.
We're gonna go for some fresh and fabulous sushi, then it's off to a movie - upon which we've not yet decided. Any suggestions?
6. In a related story (*snicker*), I've decided that if ever I become a stripper, my signature song will be Audioslave's "Show Me How To Live". That song just makes me want to get naked in front of a bunch of strangers.
7. Everybody go wish Zarina and Ciel a vurreh Happy Birthday.
8. You know, I'm not saying that Mikalah was the best, but FOR THE LOVE OF GOD she was MILES beyond that Clay-Aiken looking motherfucker. VOTE HIM THE FUCK OFF ALREADY! He belongs on a cruise ship. Yeesh.
Anyway, she annoyed the shit out of me, but I dug her nonetheless. Peace, you little loudmouth!
9. I think it's pretty much safe to say that I'm addicted to hummous.
Okie Dokie, kidlets. I'm out like Ellen. Y'all have a kickass weekend.
Shadow of the Day: Bitter
^13 days!^
1. Chiropractor's appointment at 2:45. SWEET!
2. Yesterday I received a package from my Mother via UPS Overnight (from CANADA!). It contained Canadian Kit Kat bars for Dan, some easter-ized Dairy Milk and Caramilk bars, some easter-iffic Reese's PB Eggs in a sequined bunny box, and of course some of these lovelies:
As per her usual, the box also contained a horribly written generic 'For my Darling Daughter' Easter card. As I opened the envelope, I thought to myself, "What really would be great is some FUCKING MONEY". And lo and behold...a wad of cash appeared before my very eyes. This may not be a notable event for some, but considering my abysmal relationship with my Mother - this is fucking breaking news.
I sent her a Thank You e-card, and she replied with "Do something nice for yourself!"
*coughBACKPIECEcough*
3. Speaking of said backpiece, I'm still freaking out about it a little. It's been in the works for nearly two years, and I've gone back and forth from "wow, it's BEAUTIFUL...and HUGE..." to "fuck it, let's do it" to "but what about my weedddiingg drreessss?!?!". Basically, it comes down to this: All of my hesitations are based on what others will think of me. And that fact alone makes me want it RIGHT NOW.
But in all seriousness...Dan's mother will cry. Literally SOB. And I need that like I need a dick in my ear.
SOMEBODY DECIDE FOR ME!
4. Spinning last night was fanfuckingtastic. Ande (the instructor) came fresh from some business meeting, so she was in a suit and couldn't ride with us. She's a fabulous coach, though, so it wasn't a problem. Anyway, about halfway through the class, she's trying to get the class in proper form for a second position standing climb. Everyone's
bouncing around like an idiot, of course, and she says "Everyone take a look at the two ladies flanking me, they're in perfect form".
As if I even need to TELL you that I was one of those ladies.
/end horn tooting
5. As previously mentioned, classes were cancelled tonight. Sucks, but whatreyagonnado? Anyway, instead of boxing, Dan is taking me out on a date.
We're gonna go for some fresh and fabulous sushi, then it's off to a movie - upon which we've not yet decided. Any suggestions?
6. In a related story (*snicker*), I've decided that if ever I become a stripper, my signature song will be Audioslave's "Show Me How To Live". That song just makes me want to get naked in front of a bunch of strangers.
7. Everybody go wish Zarina and Ciel a vurreh Happy Birthday.
8. You know, I'm not saying that Mikalah was the best, but FOR THE LOVE OF GOD she was MILES beyond that Clay-Aiken looking motherfucker. VOTE HIM THE FUCK OFF ALREADY! He belongs on a cruise ship. Yeesh.
Anyway, she annoyed the shit out of me, but I dug her nonetheless. Peace, you little loudmouth!
9. I think it's pretty much safe to say that I'm addicted to hummous.
Okie Dokie, kidlets. I'm out like Ellen. Y'all have a kickass weekend.
Shadow of the Day: Bitter
^13 days!^
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I got married this past October and none of my ink was showing... ( that was easy - it's still confined to my lower back area) I do understand you're concerns though. You have to do what makes you happy. But truly, waiting for ink isn't the end of the world. Patients is a virtue!
So you are engaged I take it? How much longer till the wedding? SAVE the mom $, and get ink when you and hubby are ready.... Just tell her you got a haircut if she asks.
(I'd have more ink right now, but we are trying to buy a house...)
[Edited on Mar 28, 2005 8:37AM]