moya

I can be such a jerkass to myself sometimes. After the sudden panic hit me, I can finally laugh about it now because until I hear from other people, there is nothing I can do about this situation. See, this morning, I forgot to put on my new birth control patch. Tonight, I remembered, no biggie, it's still friday. Come to realize the open and only box I have is empty, and I have no more hidden away (like the tampons in my curtains and my drawers and under my bed. All newly discovered in more panic that I'm completely out of those as well.) That's not quite the best. I freaked out, because there are some definately good reasons I'm on it, and as screwed up as my hormones already are/have been on the patch, I don't need to send them out of whack again like they were before the patch. My sister and I order them from the same place, and awhile ago, they sent her about 7 extra boxes. So, I gave her a call, and she needs to call me back so I can make an emergency run to Brookfield to her boyfriends house. Wherever that happens to be. Will my car make it? No. I'm not disappointed in myself anymore, I can just say I'm a jackass and smile with pride over that. Anyone, help?

I'm home alone tonight. That means I have to stay awake until someone gets home, then I can nap. For some reason, unless the people are away on vacation and will not be coming back, I have a really difficult time getting my stubborn self into bed unless someone is home. But man, I don't like being home alone, much less on a weekend night. I was invited to a party tonight, that's supposed to have a half barrel of beer. Then he stopped talking to me after I told him to give me a call when he figured out where it was going to be at. Men are such pussies That has only happened how many times, though, which kind of makes me wonder, and sad. Everyone says I'm just too intimidating. I guess that makes my dating life easier somehow, I leave the weak ones in the dust. So, here I am, playing around with my husband of five or so years, the computer. I think Battlestar Galactica premieres tonight on sci-fi, I'd love to catch that.

I scratched my stomach open. Alot. I chewed my nails until they bled, up until about a month ago. But I keep forgetting my talons are now long, and therefore I cannot scratch so hard. But, I did, and I broke alot of skin, and now it all stings. But atleast I can scratch my own back. God I love that too.

Due to lack of things to do and complete laziness, I will not even finish this sentence with what was intended.

Edited to add that I think I missed the FIRST episode of Battlestar Galactica. I just turned on to the second one, I'm starting to think, because I'm so confused, and it premiered tonight, I thought...gah! You can't start watching a new series missing the first episode!