Doesn't make a lot of sense, does it?

My life is so sad. I got so excited about going to Wal*Mart today and having some money to buy things we need. Is that sad? We bought happy things such as  paper towels, Clorox wipes, razor blades (not for my hairy legs though), shaving creme, and FOOD! Then we went to Stop & Shop and bought MORE FOOD! We actually will have things to eat in the house now. Too bad it set us back $70. I also paid the electric bill with our mini-windfall, so we can have lights for another month. Yay!

I swear I have baby fever tonight. Not as in I actually want one of my own right now, but someone around me needs to have one. Is that more auntie fever? Maybe it's because I was thinking of my pregnant friend from high school. Her aunt said she was due around now...

I have her mom's number and I am thinking about calling to find out how she's doing. Would that be really creepy.

Well, now I feel randomly guilty for not calling her when I knew where she was. But things blew up with The Ex right after that and my life is just settling now. I think I'm going to sleep on calling her mom.

I will be having my plica removed March 8th, at 3:20 in the afternoon. Please pray/light candles/chant/make token sarcrifices for me. I am already edgy and have given myself a headache.

Steven would like for you to pray for his sanity as well, because he says I am driving him nuts already.

Maybe that should be stricken. I just looked up and he is playing Memory with a burger. I am pretty sure there's no hope for his sanity.

Kim and Haille came over today for a bit. Haille is waaaay too good at Steven's Idiot Pinball Game. (I call it this because I cannot play it to save my life.) Then, we went and housesat for Mum and Bruce while they were at the wake. This means that Steven and I set up our new camera (!!!) and watched Van Helsing. I enjoy Hugh Jackman's rear.

Laura-- we are housesitting again tomorrow morning, so I may just be on AIM unless I can network in my computer.

This means I need to pack up stuff for tomorrow. Bah. Bah, bah, bah.

Satan lives in Weare, NH. We visited the house of one of his minions last night.

My grandfather had asked us to go on a mission of mercy last night. There was a guy in Weare selling "a 21 inch monitor" for $75. This is what I heard. It seemed pretty reasonable and when we looked at Weare, it seemed pretty close to where one of Steven's friends lived, so we thought we'd kill two birds with one stone.

We hit ski traffic, which added to the trip. We couldn't get a hold of this guy all morning or afternoon. Finally, he answered his phone and Steven asked him how to get to where he was, was he off 114? He. said. yes. Turns out, he's off 77 and 149. That's close, eh? We stopped at a place of the same number as his place, on Rte. 114, thinking it was his place of business or something. It was actually a gas station. A couple of firemen told Steven exactly where this guy lived. Creepy, right there.

So we finally found the place and it's in the goddamn middle of no where. None of the neighbours are home, no lights, nothing. We pulled up in front of this guy's place and the first thing I notice is that we can't pull into the driveway, it's got 8" of unplowed snow. The walk is not shoveled and there are no front lights on. No one had taken the mail in in days. There were no lights on in the place, except for one bare bulb we could see in one of the back rooms. The guys had sheets as curtains! What was worse was the place seriously looked like the house in the Blair Witch Project.

We had called the guy twice after he gave Steven bad directions, no answer. He never called when we didn't show. It was like something out of a horror movie. We never even bothered to go up to the door. We just locked up the doors and left.

After I found out that the guy told my grandfather he had "fallen on hard times" and wanted to "sell everything so [he] could move out of his place real quick". He was selling a whole server computer loaded with software and NT disks, mouse, keyboard, all peripherals, a second server, and an inkjet printer for $75. That's way underpriced.

We went over to Steven's friend Mark's and spent a few far less creepy hours there. Got back in around 2:30 because of road construction in Boston and today, I'm getting my haircut around 3.

Oh, and it's starting to snow. Yay.

We've got to go get a new lamp at Target, as well. Our other one blew.

Well, the vacation is almost over. We've ended up being out for most of the vacation. Today, we went out with Laura Y. in the morning and Chad for dinner in the evening. Ooh, and Uno's New Orleans Iced Tea is pretty damned good, especially in conjunction with the two percosets I took.

I went back to the doctor today. The plica is still smushed between my shinbone and my patella and, therefore, still hurting. I have, essentially, 3 options left: 1) I can wait, do physical therapy, and see if that helps (no guarantee to fix it), 2) I can get in injection of cortisone (no guartantee to fix it and it will not last forever, bringing me right back to wear I am now), or 3) have it surgically removed (guaranteed fix). Option 2 is not, in any way, an option, so that leaves 1 & 3.

I am going with option 1 for now. I'll being doing physical therapy a couple times a week for the next month. I go back the 27th. at 3:15 and if there's no improvement, guess who's having surgery over spring break? That's right, me!

My life sucks.

On the other hand, Mummy is going to take me out for ice cream next week because of my good grades. I'm asking to go to Coldstone Creamery, because, expensive as that shit is, it's damned good.

I'm so tired and there's a goddamn Chapelle Show marathon in instead of South Park and Drawn Together. Fuck you, Comedy Central.

Right, almost forgot. Steven and I picked up our celebratory liquor for tomorrow. One is Jacob's Creek Chardonnay/Pinot Noir and the other is named after a large parakeet. That's what we picked it ^_^

And what have I done for my first official day of vacation? Housework. I just finished vacuuming because I couldn't stand all the sandy, gritty crap that's gotten tracked in from the last couple of days. That and I wanted to get up the pine needles from our wreath that I had put together last night. I also mopped the kitchen floor. I kind of wish we also had a broom and a pan. I think that will be one of the things that we buy after Christmas.

Later, I am going to probably put away the rest of my laundry and touch up my hair before the holidays. I also need to call my grandmother and find out if she wants rolls still, even though they won't be as fresh as they were for Thanksgiving. I shall have lots of time today to do this happiness, because Steven is going to do his Christmas shopping after school. Sucker. I was at the mall yesterday with Laura and it was a zoo! I don't intend to go to the mall again until it's time for after-Christmas sales.

Mom dropped off an assload of presents for us yesterday. I've finally arranged them under the tree. She and Bruce bought the kid an assload of stuff, so when he's here next week-end, it'll be like Christmas, Part II.

My feet are hot. It's practically 60° outside, so I have the door open and I turned down the heat in here. Since Monday, we have had a 50-odd change in temperature. I love New England.

Anyhow... We might go out with Beth and Rich tonight. They had mentioned that Sunday, which means I should probably email Beth before I lay down and do nothing.

Evidenty, my SMTP server has been wonky all day. Wonky as in I've been sending things into the great abyss of the internet. So yea, but I think it's finally back online now. My apologies to anyone who gets 75 of the same email from me or something.

So what am I doing now that I've averted disasted and finished my magical term paper? Something no one on drugs should do: I am trying to paint my toenails over a cream coloured carpet. I've got nothing better to do right now, anyway.

In other exciting news, I found out yesterday that a good friend of mine from high school is going to be having a baby next month. It's so strange, I haven't seen her since 2001, right before Dawn got married. Wait, that's incorrect. I bumped into her 2 years ago in the food court of the Kingston Mall and was never able to get in touch with her because everything went to hell. I was able to send a note along with her aunt, though, so hopefully we'll be able to get back in touch.

I still can't picture her having a baby. So many people I've know have gotten married or had babies in the last couple years. One of the girls I graduated with is on her second already. I feel like a death row prisoner, watching all the inmates ahead of me go off to be executed. I keep wondering when the warden is going to come for me. I'm definitely not ready to have kids. I'm getting more comfortable with the idea of getting married.

I feel so blah.

I just wanted to write a quick post and thank you guys who commented on my post. It means more than you can imagine to hear words of encouragement, especially with all the discouragement going on from so many different sources. The words of encouragement mean more to me (and us) than you can possibly imagine. It's totally brightened my day.

Hugs and kisses to Kris and Elizabeth especially. I hope all your wishes come true over the holidays.

Thank you so much, again.

I went to the mad gym this morning to get my new fitness schedule. Hopefully, when I check back in, 3 months from now, I will be 15 pounds thinner and in better shape. The pool is way nicer than Webb's. I could actually swim in it without my skin  burning. Their whirlpool is way cleaner, too. I was able to sit in it for 15 minutes after my laps without feeling like a boiled potato.

Don't even get me started on the steam room. Sweet jesus, it's great. My lungs feel a hundred million times better than they did before and I generally feel boneless.

So, yep... This reminds me of why I wanted to join the gym in the first place. Plus, I can take yoga and pilates  if I want and it's all included in the membership. Mind you, this is $12 more than I was paying.

Does warming KY sound really gross to anyone else? I mean, why warm it. It's not like vaginas are really cold.... unless you're fucking the dead.... in which case, yea, go ahead and use that warming lube.

"Shit honey, your cunt is like ice tonight. Maybe we should use the warming lube!"

KY makes me all itchy and burny during sex anyhow. WET bothers me to. I'm evidently allergic to everything.

I want piggie pajamas! I'm watching Bridget Jones and that girl has wicked cute piggie pajamas. I've got some, too, but the top is too small for my bust. Damned small tops.

I'm starving. We're going out to lunch with Donna, but Steven's still showering. I'm going to start chewing on the couch if he's not out soon. Meh, I suppose I could nibble on leftovers.

This cold will. not. die. I finally started feeling a little better Friday, but when I woke up Saturday? Oh no, the cold hadn't gone away... It had just moved upstairs. I went to Beth's wedding high off my ass on cold medicine. Yesterday was just plain awful. I couldn't taste anything, couldn't smell anything, and I felt like I was underwater. Today, I feel marginally better, except that my ear is all clogged and i keep bumping into shit because my balance is all off. Bitter.

Beth's wedding was nice. I'm betting she's going to have gorgeous pictures because of the 5+ inches of snow we got overnight. She picked nice, semi-nontraditional music for the processional and recessional. If there's one things that drives me nuts about weddings, it's Pachabel's Canon. Jesus, be a little more original. Anyhow-- the ceremony lasted about 40 minutes. They had the receiving line at the church, which was nice. They only problem was that the ceremony ended around 4:40 and they asked everyone to not leave the church until 5:15 or 5:30 because the country club wasn't going to be ready for anyone until 6. We bailed at 5, went to the card store, and got coffee at Starbuck's before setting out on the trek into South Central Bumfuck, otherwise known as Halifax. I hate Halifax.

The country club was actually quite nice. They did have a rotten selection of wine, though. Dinner also wasn't bad. I think buffets are a lot easier (and cheaper) than sit down service. It also leaves out having to decide who has the chicken and who has the fish. Beth's DJ was amazing. In case anyone needs a DJ, I think the guy's called Entertainment Specialist and he's out of Easton. I'd hire him and I'm picky.

I think that's generally all.

You are 67% Cancer

You are 93% Gemini

I guess my rising sign (Gemini) is truer than my sun sign.

Today has been a remarkably good day, considering how it started out. I have four very nice, new tires on my car. I'm probably a little too excited about that, but it'll be nice to have tread again. I hate skidding on wet roads. Unfortunately, the whole experience was somewhere to the tune of $430, but that's with road hazard and free maintenance and what not.

I also found a dress for Beth's wedding.. Steven and I have only been shopping for one for about three weeks now. He's to the point where he knows what size I wear through the hips (a 14), what size I wear in the waist (a 10 or a 12) and what size I wear in the chest (a 16 or an 18). It was pretty funny to see him rattling this off to the bewildered salesperson.

Anyhow... The dress is black, slightly off the shoulder, with a pretty cowl neck, and has a nice swing skirt. It has a sparkly pattern that kind of looks like stars all over it. It makes me look kind of busty, but then again, what doesn't? It's slightly below my knees. I got it at, of all places, Fashion Bug. I would never have gone in there, but my mum insisted. I'm so glad that I did!

For anyone else who cares (read: wants to give opinions on nylons, jewelry, etc.) my shoes are black peau de soir Steve Maddens and very 20s looking. I'll post a picture if I can. I need to get jewelry.

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I think that's about all.. I'm tired and we have a scotch tasting event to go to tomorrow, so I need all the sleep I can get.