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I seem to have become a cave troll. Steven's had to literally pry and bribe me with liquer to leave the house the last few days and I've been living up to every last bit of my nickname. Why? I don't know. I'm just a really cranky person, I guess. I think I need a minimum amount of time in the house and right now, I have 14 billion and ten projects that are screaming for my attention, a brain full of pictures that want to be painted and not in the watercolours I have DAMMIT, and a website that needs to be redone.

I don't actually want to do any of this, except maybe the painting. What I really want to do is lay around on my floor, listen to Nick Cave, and troll the internets. This is probably because I have an ear infection right now and aside from feeling like I have a skewer shoved in my ear, it's causing me to have a perpetually drunken wobble and crash into things like walls and telephone poles.

Am I an idiot? The latin for sperm whales is Physeter catodon, right? I googled it and that's what it said, but Wikipedia's saying that it's Physeter macrocephalus. Does it have two names or what?

This is all coming about since I bought a cotton candy pink shirt with sperm whales spouting hearts. Since I am secretly 5, I started squeeing "Physeter catodon!!!! And it's pink!" in the middle of Target, leaving Steven to shrug at the people around us and mumble things about all the lead paint chips I ate as a child.

I bought knickers with a mermaid on the rear too.

We spent the day with my grandparents for the early Father's Day thing. I bought Steven a pair of Rush tickets for Father's Day because I am Wife of the Year. My mum and Steven fixed the porch, I fixed the computer, and then we all had strawberry shortcake. Yay!

Yesterday, we went out to dinner with Miss N and her mum in a late birthday celebration.

Tonight, we went out with Steven's friend Sean and I killed the waiter because I ordered bourbon, neat, with lime. He seriously looked like I ordered a glass of baby's blood with a side of gizzards. Are women not allowed to drink hard liquer? Am I going to grow a tarse now or what?

I bought 4 new tank tops, 2 pairs of shorts, and a dress.

Can someone explain to me why all the shorts at Old Navy kind of look like maternity pants this season? They main difference was that the non-maternity's stretchy waistband was covered in lineny material and $5 more expensive. While that's being explained, could someone also tell me why everything kind of vaguely resembles maternity clothing and why everyone under than age of 22 seems to be pregnant? Maybe it's my ovaries working their evil magic, but I swear, there are a lot more pregnant women than I remember seeing and they all look younger than me.

I am thisclose to shoving a fork in my ear.

I was also a bad doobee and bought myself two CDs. I can't remember the last time I actually bought a real CD for myself. Then I horded candles from White Barn because they were $10 each instead of $26 for one. My BPAL order should be here in the next couple weeks and hopefully, I will have finished my tattoo design and that will be my big birthday pressie. Since I totally need more tattoos.

My sister is thinking of getting her nose pierced. I told her she absolutely should since I love mine. I hadn't talked to her in a couple weeks since between my shit and her with the new baby, everything's been batfrakked crazy. I'll be calling her tomorrow, though, or Monday because we're due for a marathon chat. I hope we'll be able to get up to see her soon. I haven't even seen a picture of Logan, though I have cooed at him on the phone.

How the hell is it 3am? No wonder I'm getting sleepy.

Bah. These next couple of weeks are going to be crazy. I might have good news, but I don't want to jinx it. Stay tuned.
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Logan Michael Conway was born yesterday, April 28th, 5 weeks early, completely naturally with no painkillers. Dawn's platelets plummeted and she was bleeding out when they tried to get lines in. Her liver function was impaired, either from preeclampsia or fatty liver disease, which was why he had to be delivered early.

Dawn spent the night in ICU, but was moved to a regular room this afternoon. Logan is having problems breathing and remains in NICU with a breathing tube. Dawn hadn't been able to see Logan yet, when I talked to her around 1:30, but Mom (Dawn's) said that he was a beautiful little boy when I talked to her last night.

I'll probably know a little more tomorrow. I'm going to call Dawn in the afternoon and I'll update after. If anyone can add Logan to their prayers, I'd appreciate it.
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Dawn called me this morning around. They're transferring her to Burlington because it's more equipped to deal with high risk pregnancy and she's showing symptoms of pre-eclampsia. She was pretty sure that they were going to induce her today and I'm waiting on calls.

YAY!

Apr. 27th, 2007 12:40 pm
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As of 10am, my sister had headed to the hospital to have the baby. Will keep you posted!
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Hey mummies, can anyone recommend me a sling? My sister wants one for the new baby, but she's afraid it'll hurt her back. She's 4'11" and about 95lbs not pregnant. She had a bad back from a childhood car accident. I'm pretty sure the backpack style ones are out for her. Can anyone give me good info, as I'd really like to buy her one.

In other words, I'm back from Vermont and exhausted. Trip details tomorrow.
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Here's a novel real update!

I've been working fairly steadily the last couple weeks, so this is a good thing. It's also allowed me to get a good chunk of [livejournal.com profile] princessbunny's blanket done. Getting up at 6am every day, however, is not so good, especially when I'm still recovering from bronchitis. I've pretty much been sleeping whenever I haven't been at work, so that's part of the reason for no updates. I actually am kind of considering napping now, but I'm doing about 47 other things, so I probably won't get a chance to.

Dawn and Mike came down this week-end on Sunday. She wasn't sure she was going to be able to come because she's had a couple bouts of preterm labour, one of which had her spending the day in the hospital. She felt ok, though, and Steven, Nicki, and I met them in the city at Faniuel Hall. We walked around a little and ended up going to Cheers for booze and food. I actually was surprised how reasonable the prices were, considering it's a huge tourist trap. We walked them down to the Garden for their Celtics game before heading to the North End for pastry. And, of course, once we were there, we were seduced by the lure of good coffee at Cafe Graffiti. Nicki'd never been, so that was even more of a reason to stop in. We hit Modern on the way to South Station, but I'm thinking we should have gone to Mike's instead. They didn't have the florentines that Steven likes and my tiramisu was only so-so. We have a box of cookies no one's looked at either. Lesson learned.

I finally finished all the pro wedding photos we have Monday, so now I'm working on the two CDs of candids. They won't get done for a bit, though, since right now I'm helping out with the Arts Festival. I volunteered a couple hours today gluing down little kid artwork and so far, it looks like I'll be doing the same tomorrow. Hopefully, though, it won't be snowing tomorrow. Stupid New England weather.

I just looked outside. It's actually accumulating. Dammit.

So now, I kind of have a headache, I have too much stuff to do over the next three days, and I'm tired to boot. The only really good thing is that I've gotten quite a bit done on my painting today. Steven still hasn't moved his shit off the table, so I hadn't been able to work on it. I finally got sick of waiting and shoved a few things around so I could put the painting on top of things. So far, so good.

I think, in fact, I'm going to go do a little more work on it before he gets home.
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I think Mother Nature's day planner's a bit off. Winter has just arrived, three weeks from spring. It's a whopping 4* outside and windy as all get out. I'm inside, enjoying a nice nosebleed from the frigid, dry weather. The skin on my hands has cracked already, too. I'm becoming wimpy from the previous lack of chill. When I was a teen in Vermont, I thought nothing of standing outside in -11* before the sun rose for the half hour before school began. Now, I grouse if the mercury dips below 40*.

I discovered my newest beauty addiction: Urban Decay's eyeshadow base. My eyeshadow literally stayed on a full day of school, a night of sleeping, and all through today as well.

I finally got a hold of Dawn tonight. They're trying to get down to visit in April before she has the baby. If they can't get down, we're going to try to go up to see them instead. She told me they have baby names picked out (girl and boy, since they don't yet know what they're having) and how Brendan is doing in school. She said he's already reading Dr Suess books, which is really cool. He's also got his heart set on having a baby brother, so we'll see how that goes.

I think I shall be calling my doctor tomorrow. My throat is still really swollen. I have just barely a finger's width between my tonsils and when my mouth is closed, I can feel them on my tongue. Sucks because it also feels like something is caught in my throat and I keep swallowing. I checked out Dr. Internets earlier, but the only symptom I have is a swollen throat. No pain, no fever, no swollen glands elsewhere.

Mm, cheap

Feb. 27th, 2007 01:24 am
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I win at bargains this week. Steven and I went to the mall tonight to look for yarn and decided to meander around while we were there. I struck out on yarn; they're restocking for a big sale this week-end. Boo.

We bopped down to Sears on the off chance they had any cute knickers and I stumbled upon the $2.99 clearance rack. I found two really adorable skirts. I am going to have to do a little repair on one, it has a loose button, but I can sew that back on for that price. They're adorable circle skirts, too, which makes me stupidly happy. I wish I could find some cute vintagey shirts that fit, but my luck doesn't seem to run that well. I don't know which is worse, my stupidly long waist or my ginormous boobs. Anyhow, the skirts are still damn cute. I'm planning on wearing the brown one I bought next week, possibly, since I'm working two days at least.

I got a new toner to try out for my face: C.O. Bigelow's Rose Water Tonic. It's cheaper than the Clinique stuff I've been using and it smells a hell of a lot better. So far, it hasn't made my face cranky, so I might end up buying a full size bottle eventually. I also checked out the new Tranquil Mint stuff they have. I liked it, though not enough to buy, even if it was $5. Maybe when I got back to the mall later this week, I'll pick some bath gel up. The Red Currant Vanilla was also nice.

We've just been chilling around here since we got back. We watched Hidalgo, which we meant to see when it was in theatres, but never got the chance too. It was pretty good, though the scene where the horse gets hurt made me cringe. Steven went to bed, leaving me to watch Romancing the Stone by myself. I've loved that movie since I was a little kid. Mum and I used to watch it all the time when it was on telly and I believe we had it on Betamax. It was up there with JAWS for movies that we watched together.

I sent payment out for the iBooks today, so I assume they'll be here in a week or so. I'm all antsy to get it and see if I can make it work with our current set-up. They're going to Mum's since we've had too much mail theft here recently. My cigar cutters never arrived. I hope whoever stole them gets cigars full of tobacco beetles. </bitter>

I worked a little on my painting last night. I mostly just did the eyes and teeth, since I'm not sure how I want the colours to go quite yet. I'm happy with what I've done so far though. I also did a bit of research on the Art Programme at Bridgewater, in case I want to go back there next year.

Wasn't terribly impressed with last night's Battlestar, much like I haven't been impressed with the second half of the season. Maybe it was because the first half was so good, but everything up till now, including the Quadrangle of Doom has just kind of made me very meh. Well, except for The Woman King. I'm all for gratuitous Helo shirtless. And the Adama/Roslin thing is also pretty cute, so that kind of saves it. Next week's ep looks quite good, although I'm sure it's going to end with me breaking up with Battlestar some more since that's allegedly Starbuck's last ep of the season.

Ugh. I was chewing on a popsicle stick earlier and I'm convinced that I have splinters in my throat. I should start on Dawn's baby blanket tomorrow. I should also call her sometime soon. She texted me a couple weeks ago, but I've been in such an awful haze that I haven't had a chance to call her. I suck as a sister. New goal: have blanket done in a month so I can bring it up when we hopefully visit over April break. Ooh, and if I start on it, I can bring it and knit during my two days of subbing for Mum. I'm going to rifle through my stash tonight and see what I have.

I should take a picture of my stash one of these days.

All right, back to aimlessly wandering the internets...

Boooored

Oct. 8th, 2006 12:52 am
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Why am I so bored tonight? I'm seriously going to bed early because I am so bored and I have no good reason to be so. My attention span is also, apparently, about .035 seconds. I'm doing about 14 things right now.

Blah blah blah, knitted all day. I have a little less than half the skein left, so that'll be done this week some time. After we dropped Elliott off, we went to the Plaza, which was busy as hell, but Steven managed to win the parking lot lottery. We got a front row spot, which is the equivalent of the holy grail there. We kind of puttered around, I went to Macy's and Vicky's in hopes of scoring free things (didn't happen, will try Emerald Square Monday.), and then I had the brilliant idea of going to the Rock Bottom. We made Happy Hour with about five minutes to spare, so we split two appetizers and two mugs of Cranberry Harvest ale. The beer was good, the nachos were lacking refried beans and tasted vaguely of delicious propane. We ate them anyway. After that, we ventured back into the mall.

Steven found two rather nice ties in Sears for a grand total of $5.94. I got to use a semi-clean bathroom. All was well. The pet store that has little chihuahuas randomly wandering around the store now, so I was moderately amused by that. And, while I firmly believe designer dogs are a fancy-shcmancy name for mutts. the eksi-poo was the most unholy cute bit of fluff ever.

Steven dragged me into Sharper Image because he found his holy grain: a robot R2D2. I think we all now know what Steven will be receiving as his wedding gift. He spent a good 20 minutes playing with the thing while I traipsed and tried not to be lured by the Cinnabon.

I'm very weak. We split a Cinnabon because I am a cranky little ball of cravings. It was delicious, but it gave me insane heartburn. Might also've been the nachos/beer dinner.

I wanted to make a quick stop by Mimi Maternity to check their sale racks, since Dawn's birthday is coming up soon and I know she's going to need summery things. Hopefully, I can catch a few things on sale for her. Anyhow, my internal dialog goes something like this:

Uterus (hopeful): Babies??
Me: No babies. Niece or nephew.
Uterus: ASJHASAHSBABIES!!!!1!!!!!!!
Me: IUD, chief.
Uterus: Pffft. (cramps in retribution)

After that argument with my uterus about conceiving one of the squirmy little buggers, I poked around. I saw a couple cool things, but not really anything that caught me eye, except for this wrap/sweater/stole thing that I immediately wanted to make little knitted babies with. Mm, sweater wrap. The yarn is soooo delicious. I also found a skirt that I would've bough in a heartbeat if it were in a regular a store and a 1st trimester shirt that Steven really liked. I hate that sometimes it's easier to drop for fitted tops in maternity stare. I can't wait to get my breast reduction. Might go back for the top, eventually. The Body Shop brought back Vanilla Spice and another awesome Apple lotion, too. So getting those when they're on sale.

I bought the new Max Factor iFX mascara because it was 2 for $6.73, which is like buy one, get one. I like it so far, but it feels a little odd going on. I also bought  new laundry basket for Steven. Our other one finally died.So he's all excited about that. It was a fairly cheap Wal*Mart run.

My back is killing me tonight, so I think I'm done typing. Not much else happened, anyway, just a whole lot of watching something on Roman Debauchery.

Big News!

Oct. 5th, 2006 02:04 pm
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I'm going to be an aunt again!

Aquarium

Sep. 12th, 2004 12:28 am
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Dawn, Mike, Brendan, and Danni came down today. They arrived around 11 this morning, since there was evidently a shitload of fog in Vermont. We trotted around the aquarium for the better part of the day and my feet are killing me. I wish we got into Boston more. I love walking around the city. I totally want to go in once the leaves start turning and just walk around. It's sad how close Steven and I live and we never go in.

Anyhow, the aquarium was good. It's always fun to go to and I love seeing the sharks. Elliott was pretty well behaved, except right at the end, when he was licking his fingers and smearing them on the glass, getting Christ knows how many awful germs in his mouth. We traipsed through Faniuel Hall and I saw a couple rings I liked. Much as I love mine, the marcasites are falling out and Steven's been talking about upgrading my ring anyhow. Of course, everything I liked was too big or too small. Figures.

We had dinner in the Pru, at California Pizza Kitchen, because Cheesecake Factory had an insane wait. No way did I want to wait an hour for dinner. If anyone goes there, their new Shrimp Scampi pizza is pretty good. I think I liked it more than Steven. We also had an awesome glass of merlot that put me well on my way to under the table.

I didn't get to the Kitty House, but maybe next week-end if I still have money? I have to pay the cable bill probably Tuesday. The electric bill is due Oct. 4th, but I want to pay that before then, too. I wish the store had more set up to do. I'm going to miss the regular money. Hopefully someone will leave cafe or music or something and I can get some more normal house than 4 to midnight or 6:30 to midnight. Annoying. Like anyone in Hingham will come in after 9. I hope the decide to change the hours after Christmas.

My feet hurt. Boo. I'm also super tired all of a sudden.

Screaming

Aug. 19th, 2004 04:53 pm
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Not quite sure what, exactly, it was, but there was just some absolutely horrible screaming coming from the woods. Surfice to say, I think I am definitely avoiding walking in the park next to the apartment.

Dawn and Mike went home yesterday. It's been insane the last couple of days. They got here Saturday morning. We ended up going to the beach and having dinner with my mother and Bruce that evening. Sunday, we went out to lunch and I took them to the Plaza for a couple hours. Monday, they went into the city and we were rained out of the Rox game-- not a horrible loss, though they actually won that one.

That screaming is still coming up in fits and starts and it's starting to creep me out. It only sounds like one person now, not a bunch.

Tuesday night, we went to my first professional baseball game. Fenway Park is a complete zoo, but I had a pretty good time. I have a picture from the game and Dawn's going to burn me a CD of a couple other ones she took. The Sox beat the Blue Jays 5 to 4. I'd go back. We're somewhat talking about possibly getting a 10 game package for next year.

Yesterday, we went to the Aquarium and the North End in the afternoon before we saw them off. I haven't been to the city this much in ages.

I have a calligraphy sample to get done for Joan and Donna at some point. It's been so damned busy, I haven't even had a chance to find my pens.

We have a funeral to go to Sunday, as well. Steven's uncle died Tuesday night.

Speaking of, I wonder where he is...
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Well... at least my neighbour when I lived in Vermont.

We went to see Rush last night at the Tweeter Centre and all I have to say is, if you like light shows, for the love of god, see then. They have lazers. And strange Canadian cartoons with dragons and robots. And their drummer is insane. It was happy. It was also probably the best concert we've been to this summer. Not that I don't love Alice Cooper and all, but the venue was evil.

Anyhow.. They played two 1½ hour sets, no opener. The only damper (forgive that pun) is that it poured, starting about 45 minutes in and my damned poncho leaked. Boo. Other than that, I really had a blast. Aaand, they did the only two songs I knew by them. I'm wicked cool.

I also picked up a super cute shirt for Steven. It was there 30th. Anniversary Tour and they had cool shirts with dragons on them. It was worth the money. I figure the cheque from my training will cover the price of that. Plus, I wanted to make up for the Rush Concert That Wasn't. All the long, sordid details... )

So, since then, he's been kind of sad everytime Rush is mentioned. I once mentioned getting rush tickets for a theatre show, and he got all excited, thinking I meant the band. When they went on sale, I managed to get them for the second section of seats. Damn near everything else was sold out. They were expensive, too, but it was totally worth it. The look of delight on his face was worth every dime.

I'm going to roll change now before stocking up on happy supplies for the hurricane that we may or may not get. We need milk anyway, though, and I want to get that before it's all sold out. I need to get stuff for Dawn and Mike, too.

Oh, and I'm going to my first Red Sox game, ever, Tuesday. Be Afraid.

Bleh..

Apr. 1st, 2004 06:45 am
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Haven't had the chance to update, since we've had houseguests (my sister and brother-in-law) since Tuesday. Unfortunately, they're going home this afternoon. I wish the weather hadn't been so wretched and we had more time to spend with them. They were down to see the Celtics, who lost, play last night.

There are no smileys on here. I somehow thought there were.

My mind is total mush. I did not sleep well last night at all. Damn rain. Plus, I'm readjusting to using Steven's computer... I've gotten so spoiled by mine, but we have Dawn and Mike set up in the computer room.

I actually don't have anything to say right now... I'm too tired. We're going to see Chrystal Method Monday, which should be good.

Well, shower's off, there's my hint to get my ass in gear.

Pre-Nup

Aug. 18th, 2003 11:44 pm
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Still not feeling well after, what, four days? I've been tired all day and I have a little bit of a headache now and still feel a little sick. I'm guessing that this is basically all from stress, but still... I hate feeling nauseous.

Actually, this might be because I'm still not sleeping. My body processes drugs way too effectively and the ambien I was perscribed to "break" the insomnia cycle doesn't really do much more than allow me to sleep for about three hours solidly.

~*~


It's been a bit of a long day. Dawn came down for the day and we ended up wandering around the Burlington Mall for 3+ hours before having lunch at Uno's. Seeing Dawn was good, but more than an hour in a mall makes me exhausted.

We were talking a little bit about marriage and how it's not everything it's shown to be on the way back from the mall and, evidently, I'm really jaded about it. I guess most people don't view it as a business contract..?

I can't imagine entering into a marriage without a prenup. It seems to me like going into business with a partner without incorporating. It's stupid not to protect yourself.

I mean, when you really get down to it, marriage is nothing more than a contract for a business partnership. When you get married, you pool separate assets to become a single entity. From there, you create revenue (jobs), pay obligators (bills), work to run an efficient home, and potentially expand (have kids) and make decisions on products (parent). I see a prenup as being a way to ensure the protection of your assets in case the business (marriage) fails. That way, no one loses everything.

Obviously, I realise that partnership and marriage have a more human element than that, but you could have companionship with a pet as much as with a person. No sex, obviously, but nothing is perfect.

(Ha.. Like I would do well without sex.)

Romantisised ideas of marriage scare me. It's all well and good that you'll love, honour, and cherish each other is sickness and health, richer or poorer, but love doesn't pay bills and solve arguments. Promises aren't going to help when you live on a hundred bucks a week with bills to pay. No one ever tells you that when you're waltzing around in a $1,000 confection of a dress.

Watching my parents' marriage die slowly and painfully over the course of 10 years really jaded me. It's hard to listen to your father badmouth your mother while she's trying to squeeze by and he can't even cough up $100 a month to help out. It's hard to be stuck in the middle, to not be taken for a visitation week because you're wanted, but because he feels obligated to you (and proceeds to criticise and belittle your plans the whole time because "you're a screw-up").

Especially when you get the college is so important speech, but he won't cough up a dime to help out and his only encouragement is that I should stop fucking around and just drop out.

I digress... I never want to divorce, but if I have to, I want it to be mostly cut and dry. Not like my mother's... Bloodless.

More later, getting hazy.
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I'm so tired. I just got home from work about half an hour ago and I'm due back in the morning by 10:30. Yuck. I've been there every day since last Saturday and it looks like next week is going to be shaping up the same way.

I'm going to donate more blood on Tuesday. I've been dwelling a lot more on the eventuality of the appointment, especially with it being in just a couple days. I've been really cranky because of it. The anxiety about it is killing what meagre appetite I had, plus I've been throwing up pretty much everything I eat because I'm so stressed out. I keep getting nasty acid reflux, too. I can feel it burning the back of my throat now, as a matter of fact. Gross.

I treated myself to an Urban Decay lipstain, as well as a Hustler shirt because if this. The lipstain is awesome. It seriously does not budge, at all. I slept with it on last night and my lips were still red in the morning. I definitely consider it worth the $17 it cost me. I'm also treating myself to a couple new bras this week as soon as I can get over to Emerald Square Mall. Stupid big effing breasts. I want to be able to try the bras on, since I can go either a 36DD or an 34F, depending on the cut of the bra and whether or not it has pads in the bottoms. I wish that there was a Frederick's closer than Emerald Square.

I'm planning on baking a pie at some point this week. I think Steve is bringing me home some apples in addition to the apples Matt and I bought last week when we were up to see Dawn, Mike, and the baby, who has become enormous. Dawn was saying that he's 26 lbs. now, which is bigger than Elliott. Brendan is huge for a 9 month old baby. He's totally crawling on everything, too. I need to get up there more often to see him. I just wish it wasn't so far away or so tiring. I came back dead tired last Saturday night.

I'm dying. I totally need to go to bed and get a good amount of sleep before all the damn work I have to do tomorrow.
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Back from Vermont... That was a long trip. Brendan is, as usual, perfect. He's gotten so much smilier since I saw him a month ago. He's much bigger, now, too. I was overly tired, though, and just not in a very people oriented mood. We came back today, around 5ish, I had a nap, and then we went to Steve's parents for reason unknown.. Maybe to hook up the pumps? I'm so tired...

I am driving Matt to Natick tomorrow for work and then I am working in the evening. Joy. I have a doctor's appointment Wednesday for my foot. I wish I could remember what time.

I am 56% gay.. I am open-minded between the sheets and just as balanced when out on the streets.

I am going to sleep.
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Woo for new clothes. Matt and I went to Natick Mall yesterday (how cool am I? Now there's only one fairly close-by mall I haven't been to.) and went to the large Hot Topic. I now own a new pair of pants (with bondage straps, no less), a Bettie Page tank top, and a nice red and black lace corset. After finding that, I'm pretty sure there is a god. I've been looking for a corset that will fit for literally forever.

I should be getting my new bras from Frederick's today, as well. I think I was very good about ordering one really conservative, versatile bra... So what if the other one was leopard print? I'm also expecting my Bravissimo order to come withing the next couple of weeks. I assume that I'll get the halter top just in time for the warm weather.

Continuing in this same trend, I went to buy a skirt for Brendan's christening yesterday and found that I lost a decent amount of weight. I fit very comfortably into a size 10 and the 12 that I ended up buying was a bit on the big side to compensate for shrinkage. I'm pretty sure that this week can't get any better.

I went to coffee with Steve again last night. I find it mildly disconcerting that the waitresses remembered us this time. I remember when they started doing that in Hanover... At least it means they generally know what to expect from us, though. The new job he's taken seems like a bit of a clusterfuck, but what new job isn't? I believe that Matt will be starting with him sometime next week, but I'm not sure. Bleh.

So, exciting work tonight, yay. The bitch I work with is grudgingly talking to me again. She was being a bit of a cunt when I saw her Tuesday because I had never taken out the trash to the dumpster before. Hello, twat-for-brains? I work nights, you dumb whore... Going to the dumpster at night, alone, isn't the safest thing that I could do. Oh wait, like my education, my personal safety is less important than hers.

I need to run to Brook's and think about getting dressed for my class, though I have two hours until I need to be there. I'm considering dragging Matt along with me, but I'm not sure if he's up or not.

I want coffee, dammit. I'm groggy.
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Dawn just sent me a new picture of my nephew and, dear god, he is the most perfect baby on the face of the earth. Case made:

My perfect, adorable nephew

Isn't he the cutest baby? He is soooo smiley! I can't wait to go up this weekend and spoil the hell out of him.

All right, I'm done bragging.

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