For about a week now, I haven't been able to play anything in Windows Media Player because no sound came out. I could not figure the bitch out. Today, I put in a cd to see if it decided to work yet. No. So I unmuted it (accidental random click of a button, wierdly enough) and it worked..
It's true when they say smart people lack common sense. I am missing a whole lot of it.
I just went underwear shopping on amazon. I am expecting 10 new pairs to be delivered at my parents house in the next few weeks. They are all the same style, the same style I love - but I have maybe 5 or 6 different colors. Black, gray, ivrory, light blue, royal blue, and red..
Getting colors is something new, so.. Red was a big step. Now, for bras..
This morning, I spent 2.5 hours in the doctors office. I go in thursday morning for a repeat pelvic exam. Just to make sure everything is, in fact, normal, I'm just my unique self.
Whatever I find out will answer some of my questions, so, it's not bad. I could go either way to explain how I feel and everyone would have the opposite thing to say - I could say, "oh, it'll be fine, nothing is wrong' and someone would pipe up and say 'You're probably fine, but don't go thinking you're one of those people who will never have a problem", or I could be all negative and scared about cancer or something and someone would say, "Oh, it's nothing, you're just unique" with a
after.
So I'm just going to say I'm not expecting to find anything wrong, but I'm not ruling out a possible problem, looking at what problems the women in my family have had already.
I just feel really sore right now..
This morning, I woke up looking into the blue sky, stretched, and smiled at how wonderful it feels that I didn't bother putting my 'pajamas' on last night.
I miss sleeping less than completely clothed. The fact that the heater is always on in here makes it a bit easier to romp around the room stark naked. Note to self: Close the blinds one of these days..
And since I have the heating pad here with me, there's a constant heat source keeping me warm.
Since I'm not going home until thursday night, now, I have two more nights to enjoy..
Oh, and I love how I can talk for a few hours on the phone with someone, sit infront of this computer, chat with people, play around on the boards, and no one knows that I'm missing my shirt, among other things..
It's so much fun!
One more final tomorrow morning (math). I have so much free time, it's kicking my ass. I need to read some books, get a job.. I have a list of things-to-do for tomorrow.
Two of my suitemates have some people over on the other side of the door. I'm sitting a foot away from my speaker, that now works, with my music turned up loud and I can hear them screaming at eachother. I think it's a form of flirtation. You know where she gets all offended and starts that squealing 'No!' and 'shut up!' and etc.. And that's supposed to be attractive and flirtatious to the dickhead out there who forgot he was born WHITE. Yea..
I guess I can't be a hypocrite, though, I sometimes enjoy getting pissed off, too. But come on. I don't screech and squeal like these chicks. I yell. Only when I'm really angry, though.
That picture of Samara in the previous entry really creeps me out still. Why.. And I so want to go see that new movie coming out called Wolf Creek. Has anyone else seen previews for this?
I know there was more. But it's just not coming to mind. I can't wait to take more pictures thursday night..

I just went underwear shopping on amazon. I am expecting 10 new pairs to be delivered at my parents house in the next few weeks. They are all the same style, the same style I love - but I have maybe 5 or 6 different colors. Black, gray, ivrory, light blue, royal blue, and red..


This morning, I spent 2.5 hours in the doctors office. I go in thursday morning for a repeat pelvic exam. Just to make sure everything is, in fact, normal, I'm just my unique self.



I just feel really sore right now..


This morning, I woke up looking into the blue sky, stretched, and smiled at how wonderful it feels that I didn't bother putting my 'pajamas' on last night.


Since I'm not going home until thursday night, now, I have two more nights to enjoy..

Oh, and I love how I can talk for a few hours on the phone with someone, sit infront of this computer, chat with people, play around on the boards, and no one knows that I'm missing my shirt, among other things..

One more final tomorrow morning (math). I have so much free time, it's kicking my ass. I need to read some books, get a job.. I have a list of things-to-do for tomorrow.
Two of my suitemates have some people over on the other side of the door. I'm sitting a foot away from my speaker, that now works, with my music turned up loud and I can hear them screaming at eachother. I think it's a form of flirtation. You know where she gets all offended and starts that squealing 'No!' and 'shut up!' and etc.. And that's supposed to be attractive and flirtatious to the dickhead out there who forgot he was born WHITE. Yea..

I guess I can't be a hypocrite, though, I sometimes enjoy getting pissed off, too. But come on. I don't screech and squeal like these chicks. I yell. Only when I'm really angry, though.

That picture of Samara in the previous entry really creeps me out still. Why.. And I so want to go see that new movie coming out called Wolf Creek. Has anyone else seen previews for this?
I know there was more. But it's just not coming to mind. I can't wait to take more pictures thursday night..

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clarkekid:
Yeah... I really don't mind at all carrying them around... it just makes me happy that they ask me to. I noticed quite a few people watching me while I kept doing this... they must have thought I was a single father... or they were staring at my 9 year old nephew's mohawk. 

mjh76:
Um, I am still working on the color scheme. Waves at bottom will be blue, ! koi will be blue the other green, the wind bars at top will be black and gray, the rest is up in the air.