Happy New Year

Getting this in early since I don't have a clue what I'm doing later.
Mom is in the hospital and I spent last night there with her. Short of breath and heart rate going all crazy but they can't find a cause. Possibly a chemo reaction, I dunno. Got home early this morning and slept a couple of hours before coming to work. Waiting to hear if she'll get to go home today or not.
Supposed to go to Dad's tonight, but that's looking doubtful so at the moment my plan is to hit The Dive for a bit and get to bed at a reasonable hour since there will be running around tomorrow.
Anyways, hope y'all have fun and may we all have a happy, prosperous 2011 with a whole lot less drama :)

I'm in Trouble

Like that's new.
I worked late after going in late so it's all good.
I stayed out late with Mr. Cool tonight. He ragged on Gnome1 so she's upset, we shared some obscure musical tastes and bonded. He's a cool guy.
I had shit to share, but damn if I can remember what it was.

Oh yeah, Bedroom Aerobics Alone. I put Vick's on my feet last night since I still can't breathe. Socks, washed hands, blissfully snoozing until whatever time this morning, can breathe. Got up, looked in mirror, WTH is that?
Apparently I was doing aerobics in my sleep, Vick's in my hair. I wonder now what I was dreaming about and how I got my ankles that high. May be why my back hurts. Sleep Aerobics, must make a tape for that, I could make millions.

How do you make 5 pounds of fat look good? Put a nipple on it.

Yeah, I should put my ass in bed. Night kids.

Lucy Called Me A Slut

My Brother (Who Really Isn't) paid my tab before he left. After a couple of hours of darts, where we had had some really good games, his friend he left me with paid my other tab. So I'm a slut because 2 men paid for my drinks and company this evening.
Lucy is so old fashioned.

Cencorship and HAHAHA

I've been doing a lot of that with my language lately. Ok, more than usual. I always censored around Mom, no cussing unless it was needed, and I'm a potty mouth so there was a lot of it.
Once Spawn got here, I toned down, now that he's old enough to repeat me, oh hell no.
Work has been the final challenge. My new wardrobe and responsibilities lead me to say "That is unaccepatable" rather than "That's fucking bullshit." I find my new favorite word is "Crap" rather than "Fuck". It's probably a positive change, but I've always embraced my use of foul language, and now it's languishing by the roadside in a puddle of slush. Sigh.
It's hell to become an adult at 45.

In other news, My Brother (Who Really Isn't) showed up with his friend tonight and after MB(WRI) left, we threw some pretty good darts. I hit the beer curve about then I guess. I had fun.
Rome is falling around me, but I've been in a better mood the last few weeks than I've seen in a long time, I dunno either. I've still got the crud, probably pneumonia since my lungs hurt, but my brain is happy. Another WTF I know.
I think it reinforces the theory that I'm seriously disturbed.
At this moment I'll roll with it. Tomorrow I may be too far in the dumps to give a crap. Hehe.
I need to call Lucy so we can discuss the latest CRAP, and put my ass in bed since my week got fucked up today with the news that I have to work Friday. I meant crapped up, but anyway.
Later kids.

So a Boob Falls Out of A Bra...

X-mess Eve. I'm getting ready to get out of town since Mom wouldn't let me miss the holiday sick or not. Last minute stop on the way out of town for smokes just in case I got stuck and I'm sitting at the stoplight wearing a leather jacket. Jeep is warm and day wasn't too frigid so I take the jacket off and hang it over the back of the passenger seat.
Apparently when you lose weight, only wear sports bras in the first place, and haven't bought any smaller ones lately, things get a little loose.
The left crepe slipped halfway out the bottom of the bra.
That was not exactly comfortable and there were cars around so I drive for a bit waiting for traffic to thin out before reaching down my shirt and grabbing the wayward tit.
Of course there was suddenly traffic, so I got a couple of looks.
I made a comment somewhere that all my bar friends saw, so it's been all about the tit today. Bastids.

Merry X-mess and Holy Crap!

According to the local news stations, this is the first time we've really had a White X-mess since 1969. Thankfully it warmed up enough for me to get home, since this was at Babysis' house early this morning.
We had a good time and Mom was feeling pretty good so YAY! WTH, I give you Viking Spawn also.

It's appropriate those look more like bull horns since he's turning out to be more stubborn than me and his mom put together, and let me tell ya, that's pretty damned stubborn.
Off to check in with The Princess and probably decide to just stay in since I'm here.
Later kids.

So a Drunk Walks Into A Wall

Apparently I had a touch too much holiday cheer last evening. I blame it on Mr. Cool and the shot of tequila he bought me on his way out the door. Or the plethora of beer I was drinking to alleviate the coughing. Most probably the soup I had for lunch Tuesday and pretty much nothing since played into it. Yeah, I'm a lightweight all over these days.
Annie informs me there was a "boom" last night, which was apparently me running into something. At least I'm not beat up, so yay. I'm just fuzzy to non-existent on getting into bed, that hasn't happened in a long time. Probably a good thing I'll be in Armpit with the family tomorrow and Saturday.
Got up to go to work, fuck it, slept a little longer and went in at 10. Best sleep I've had in a week too so there ya go.
Off to check in with Lucy (the greatest g/f in the world because she went shopping for me today) and put my ass in the bed so I can take care of business tomorrow and get my ass to Armpit.
Merry X-mess, alltheotherstuff, and goodnight kids.

Handsome and I had A Conversation

And I just realized how superfluous I am. Fuck.
I have 3000 things on this computer that don't matter to me. And I'm sitting here instead of talking to someone or petting Handsome. Yeah. Fuck that.

And That's Another Thing...

Got a call from Babysis last night. Sadie's mom really wanted to get this gift for her but couldn't find it, apparently it's a hot item. I have no clue since Lucy does my shopping. Told her I'd help out if there was anything I could do, but again, clueless.
Babysis called at 6 something this morning after I'd pretty much decided to stay in bed all day. Toy store close to me had 9 in stock at 6 a.m. but wouldn't hold one.
Got out of bed and put on my cape. Sadie has what she wanted for X-mess. If they had 9, then yeah, they're hot, there were 6 when I got there at 7:30. Met Sadie's Mom after work to give it to her so all good.
My heart feels good even tho the rest of me feels like hammered shit (thanks for the term Granny).

Going to check in with Lucy and put my ass in bed where it belongs. Night kids.

Almost forgot. No, I'm not a Saint. Sadie's Mom is paying for the gift. I just needed to pick it up and I saved her a trip and some consternation over it. Brainaddled also it seems. I'll give you an update on her later. Right now she's doing pretty good, which is way better than last week.

Some Good News

Mom's scan was good. Tumors are pretty much gone. He wants to do 2 more treatments to make sure, but so far so good. Fingers crossed, and thank you.

I'm going to put my sick ass in bed since I managed to burn all my fingertips heating up ribs and I've gotta be well enough to be around the cancer patient for X-mess.
Night kids.

Potato Soup and Vick's

That's Mom's recipe for curing whatever ails you. Gotta make some soup with lots of oinins and rub some Vick's on your chest. Or feet, since that's been suggested several times and when I actually tried it, it seemed to work.
I don't have any potatoes, but I'll be trying the other because I seem to be getting sick. That's not good. I don't want to go home sick, especially if Mom has to have another treatment. Even if I stay at Babysis' house, anything I might cook will be tainted with me germs and I don't want to be responsible for making her sick.
I should go put my ass in bed since it's been a day.
Later kids.

Some More Stuff

I went to The Asshole's house where there was some game playing and lots of drinking. Thankfully Lucy was driving. I'm losing my voice, either from smoking or vocalizing while playing games, doesn't matter. Could be from x rated activities Lucy doesn't want you to know about, but I didn't say that.
I think I'll put my ass in bed. Night kids.

So There's This and That

I took Mom for her scan yesterday. She wasn't feeling well and 2 hours later she really wasn't feeling well so I got her some lunch and took her home. She pretty much threw me out after that which was ok. Get results Monday, and find out why she's scheduled for another Chemo treatment she didn't know about so...
I got home too late to go to work so I hit The Dive and hung out. Thought I was supposed to go to Ms. Sweet's to dogsit, didn't, turns out it's a good thing. She didn't travel. Got a text today about throwing darts (after I packed a bag and everything to go over there after work), didn't tell her I almost gave us both a heart attack last night.
Darts were thrown, most of mine badly. The Gnomes beat me 2 games.
I'm home watching The Wizard of Oz and happy about it. There may be early afternoon drinking at the Asshole's house tomorrow so I'm saving up.
Later kids.

So a Cricket Walks into a Bar

Yeah, I dunno. I got to work this morning, possibly still inebriated from last night and there was shit to do. And people to see, and meetings to attend........and Dammit.
I managed.
We got an Ice day, everyone left at 3:30 because of the weather. Yeah, it's warming up tonight, tomorrow will be 50 something.
I was supposed to go to Armpit but begged off because of roads and idiots, so I'll be travelling early in the morning. I guess I should put my ass in bed because it is tired. Later kids.

The Dive and Candy and stuff

Yeah, I think I got drunk. There was dancing at The Dive, and obviously mucn drinking.
Lucy said I should hang out an I'll be back tommorow sign.
She's probanbly right.
Putting my ass in bed.
Night kids.

Home For A Change

Feels like I haven't been home for a weekend in forever. I got up early yesterday, then decided I didn't have to be, so I slept really late. Did some running around, hit grocery store and made beef stew. I over salted. That never, ever happens since I don't really eat salt. I put some in because I should, but apparently got carried away with it. Doctored it later, it's better today. I also hit the bed at 10:00 on a Saturday night so I guess Hell really has frozen over.
I was up at way too early today, went back to bed, but my back hurt so that didn't stick. Did some running around, found the last thing I needed for candy without having to go to Wal-Hell and came home and made bunches of goodies. Took most of that to The Dive because I like them much better than those bitches I work with. A-hem.
ANYway. Annie and I threw a few darts, she left, I'm getting ready to leave. Ms. Sweet calls to see if I'm there so she comes out to eat and yada yada yada, pays my tab since I'm possibly housesitting for her later this week. I should pay her for that, but anyway. Home, facebooking and being stupid and probably going to bed soon again. Wii is broken so I can't do anything and I don't like it. Night kids.

Band........bad

I usually like bands, I was a groupie once. Once. The one at The Dive gets on my nerves because they take over and yadda yadda yadda.
I went to The Asshole's house for a bit. We had fun, I tried to sneak out, got caught, but it was ok.
We played with the Kinect while I was there, Jeeebus I suck at bowling. Trying to get them to really bowl sometime, other people were there who also voted for that, so maybe. I need to get my balls out of storage {heh}.
I need to put my ass in bed, there is a flannel cocoon waiting for me, and my non-existent ass. Cocoon.........yeah. Later kids. I can sleep late tomorrow.

Blame It On Granny

She wanted to see a picture of my non-existent ass. Yes, that's it, not my front as Lucy thought when I showed it to her at lunch.



*Disclaimer:Any retinal damage caused by looking at this image is entirely the fault of Jackiesue Denney aka Yellowdog Granny. Please direct all complaints, lawsuits, or offers of fake buttocks to her. Thank You.

Huh, Who Knew?

A friend/waitress/bartender at The Dive wrote this about me.

You make bitching funny. But no matter how I've messed up, you've never actually bitched at me. I like that! What may seem like small kindnesses to you (saying thank you, laughing at my stupid jokes, listening to my never-ending list of grievances, or dropping me a GaGa song) can really make a crappy day turn around.
I could listen to you making fun of people all day, your wit is so sharp and hilarious! I think you're a badass, because you don't care what anybody thinks, you're always genuine, and if there's ever a need to "throw down", I'm on your team!

She worked tonight, we did not speak of it. It's funny, she's usually very blase' about things, as I think I am, but yeah, she was giggling the other night when I was dancing.
Of course I paid her for the endorsement.

Depends on The Day

Woke up at 4 to pee, snoozed off and on till 5. Handsome was outside my door scratching, Betty was outside my window barking. Went to smoke to try to reason with Betty and every dog in the neighborhood was involved in this conversation, so since I couldn't fault them for facebooking, I went to work.
I just hope she didn't post a pic of me in my Scooby Doo jammies.
Annie left a sweater in my room at some point. I wore it today over a real shirt, looking all preppy and shit, just to try to keep myself warm. It shat all over everything I got close to. We'll have a chat about hand-me-downs later. The only good thing was it made me look like I actually had an ass. Looks can be deceiving.
Read at The Dive for a bit, scared the regulars by joining them at the bar because Dart League showed up, came home to do some laundry and hurt Mom's feelings. I've been on a roll.
I think it's time to whine to Lucy and put my ass in bed before I cause anymore damage. Night kids.

Fraught with Ills, but not insurmountable

It wasn't horrible for a Monday. Problems, yes, but not the usual I run my ass off putting out fires, so yay. This will probably bite me in the ass tomorrow. Whatever.
I need to go to bed, it's frigid around here and I've gotta plan some clothes for tomorrow so I don't freeze my tatas off.
Night kids.

Apparently Hell Froze Over

I left work Friday and went to Wal-Hell all on my own. I needed jeans. The last one's I bought were smaller, but still too big so I went down another size. Still too big, but better. I was there about 10 minutes and most of that was in the parking lot. Damn people. Lucy nearly fell out when I told her I went there, and actually had an unsolicited conversation with a stranger. Strange days indeed.
Got to The Dive and got drunk. Lucy almost beat me at darts. She then brought me home and wound up talking to Brooklyn most of the night while I was passed out. Brooklyn will be getting a chat from me soon. The Jeep probably thinks The Dive is it's new home, it's been there a lot lately.
Saturday got up, cleaned up and headed back to The Dive for the ballgame. War Eagle! I forget what I said but Lucy hit me for it, then "Ouched" because she hit a rib, and I now have a gnome fist sized bruise on my back. We've had several words about that.
By halftime I was about gone again so we left to go to Dad's house. Nobody was home when we got there so we found a good music channel on TV and were tango-ing across the kitchen when the adults got home. Ooops. They laughed, we danced some more and proceeded to have a good time.
The Cackler fell asleep in the recliner. Bad, bad idea. I don't know what I said, but Dad suddenly appeared with a super soaker. Of course it would have been rude of me not to make use of it, so I did. The Cackler became The Sputterer pretty quickly. I got her a second time for good measure. I'm glad she has a sense of humor. She had to help Lucy get me in bed later. And she tucked me in. That was cool.
Dad cooked today so Grandson and family, us, and 1 of The Cackler's daughters and kids showed up. We had a good visit, good food. Cackler told everyone I shot her last night, I told them I had to hear about it first thing this morning because she was blaming me for her bad hair. I didn't even freak out about all the kids and noise so it was good.
Got back to town, dart shark beat up on me a few times, picked up pizza and brought the Jeep home, he was happy to see me. Now I need to put me in bed. It's looking to be a week.
Night kids.

BASLFHSLFJOUTNS

That's pretty much what Spawn says when he's frustrated, and I've adopted it. There is also finger pointing while spewing gibberish.
He giggles when I do it after him so all good.

Still shit to say, but I think I'm past the ability to say it. Lucidity has run, run for the hills. Lucy doesn't have enough sense to take the computer away from me. LOL.
Bed.

Since I'm getting Killed Anyway

I was going through my phone last night obviously and found pictures I'd forgotten about. A few weeks ago we were at Babysister's house and Spawn pulled out a Halloween costume to show me while Lucy was in the shower. My hangover and I fell out of the bed laughing.

He was a skeleton instead, and I told everyone it was because he was afraid of looking like Aunt Lucy and Ms. Sweet.

Totally Unrelated To Anything

This was Friday night, and obviously I remember little of it since I made a Friday afternoon of it. Good pic of me and Handsome.
I have a couple of other things from the weekend, but life got in the way and I forgot. I'll have to get back to ya, life again dammit.

Another Day...

Went to Babysister's house last night because yesterday was Mom's last treatment (We hope) and Mom asked me to come hang out with her today. She swears I was her good luck charm last time I did that because she didn't get sick. I don't know about all that, but it made her feel better, so there I was, and she had a good night and a pretty good day. She's swollen, but feeling ok so I'm all for whatever works. We had breakfast and I made her some potato soup again. I didn't think it was as good as last time but she said it was better so whatever.
I really wanted a nap and thought she would take one since she'd been up most of the night because of the steroids. Nope, she was chatty. Of course after I started the soup I had to go to Wal-Hell to get an onion because she thought she had one and no. I don't go to that place unless I have to, so there you go.
I'm beat. I need to check in with Lucy and probably Babysis and put my ass in bed.
Night kids.

So It's been a few days...

I worked Friday morning like a good girl, then went to The Dive to watch THE Football game. That's Alabama/Auburn to the one's who don't live around here. Yay, not Sabin's team btw. I don't care really, but I cheer for the other team because those fans are such assholes. Lucy showed up, as did Ms. Sweet. Gnomes kicked my ass at darts and that was pretty much that. I was stable enough to get Jeep home and Lucy and I slept for a few hours. I woke up around 3 and asked her if she wanted to go to Dad's, she did, so road tripping we went.
Dad and g/f are on a trip so it works.
We picked up breakfast on the way, got in, ate and went to bed. Had a fire and cooked last night, pretty much just hanging out, watching old movies, and working on the chore list Dad left. It was nice to just veg out for awhile. I'm back home now, watching "For The Boys" love that movie.
The Dive kinda got cleaned up after the debacle the other night, so that was good. Didn't go there today to see how things are, but hope it's ok.
Gonna smoke with the dog and check in with Lucy and put my ass in bed at a decent hour since I have to go back to the real world tomorrow. I'm supposed to go to Mom's tomorrow night for her last treatment. Trying to decide if I'm getting sick or not before making that decision final.
Need to go look at clothes to make sure I'll be presentable, and pack another bag.
Later kids.

So a woman walks into a bar...

It's been a day. Got up early since I really did go to bed early last night. Had coffee, started cleaning my room and doing laundry. Got stuff done. I now have room in my room, and need to iron. Maybe later. Hit the store so the dogs could eat tonight and headed over to Ms. Sweet's to work on computer. 4 hours later she had a printer and a freshly installed copy of Orifice 2010 (she told me she'd downloaded the file, she hadn't) so I left and had lunch while I was waiting for the download to finish. I love the woman to death, but The H channel and ancient aliens along with 3 hours of her running commentary almost did me in. Now the real fun starts.

I got done just in time for The Dive to open so off I go to have a couple of beers. I put my stuff on the bar and headed to the ladies room, only person there is the bartender, so I thought. I'm looking at the bag of crap in the hallway as I open the door, wondering what's up with that, look up and there's a ladder...with a person on it, and a can of paint headed for the floor. Target was hit. Thankfully I managed to get out of the way before it splashed. The floor is now going to be faux red brick. Ladies room too since the painter slipped and kicked the bucket on into the ladies after my participation was over.
She came out to take a break and kept apologizing to me because the paint can was hanging on the arm of the door and she didn't know the bar was open yet.
I sat around and listened to the guys talk football for a few and brought my ass on home. Finishing laundry, looking for something worth watching on tv, possibly ironing, and going to bed early again since I have to be at work in the morning.
Happy Thanksgiving kids.

Damn Pee Breaks

I got up at 4 a.m. (Notice the periods) to go to the restroom. Under duress. I think I tripped over a shoe and tangled up in last nights pants, but I'm not sure. I fell. At least I hit my back instead of my front this time. I'll spare you the picture.
There will be cleaning in the Wolf House tomorrow since the only semi-scheduled activity is working on Ms. Sweet's computer and she's home all day too.
I'm going to beat my way through the clutter to my bed and give up for the night. Night kids. And Happy Turkey Day.

Damned turkeys are overrated too.

What Is It With My Hair?

Today was a friend's birthday. I got to The Dive to see the Usual Suspects, I had a headache, everyone's kinda subdued, yay. 2 hours later it's all about rubbing on my head, and yes, there was a bit of pole dancing but that was even later.
I may have helped with a bit of it.
I'm home now, hope Birthday Girl's guy got her home ok.

Work was supposed to be quiet and let me take care of shit. It hasn't happened yet, we shall see how tomorrow goes.

I need to go cocoon so I can get to work early tomorrow. Night kids.

Catching up again

I told someone I was going on a 3 day binge when the computer system was pretty much finished. I started early since it broke Friday.
I got to Babysister's house yesterday pretty much trashed (Lucy was driving) and had to go see Mom since she was parading around hairless. Can't post a pic because she'll kill me, but trust me, she's kinda cute. She and Lucy made a chocolate pie last night and managed to leave out some ingredients, but it was still really good so I'm ok with that. At least Mom can blame Chemo Brain, Lucy has no excuse.
My hangover and I were pried out of bed way too early this morning because Babysis doesn't know how to make potato salad, Mom called me to come doctor the effort. It was ok. Shitloads of food and cleanup later pictures were taken and Mom made sure she got one with me without her wig on. She only put on hair for company apparently. I'm just glad she's having a sense of humor about it. Her (hopefully) last treatment is next week, she asked me to show up since she did really good last time I was there. I was expecting her to be barfing all over me, but she did really well, so now I'm her good luck charm. Whatever works.
I'm home, semi-sober and watching a movie while I decide if I want to do laundry or iron or neither. Big stuff going on here tonight let me tell ya.
Later kids.

Shit I Don't Post is Better than What I Do

This was last night's original post. I don't know what I was thinking, I like it better than what I put up later. Sometimes I should censor me and don't, other times I should just let go.
Today was awesome, Annie went to see a couple of people and she and J pretty much sold me out of bracelets, so yay.

Drunks are The Greatest People

Mom and Babysis entrusted me with 100 bracelets to sell for the child with leukemia.
Ok, I'm not good at sales, I have a vested interest in this since I know the child, and her mother, and her mother before her, but I'm not a salesman. Sales have obviously been slow.
Tonight, I got drunk, solicited the bar, and yeah. Most declined the bracelet and gave a donation. Even better. Many gave way more than the asking price for a bracelet.
Some of these people I know, talk to, spend time with. Lots, I just see around, we don't really talk. So it's really cool that they were all "Keep that, here's some money".

I Solicited Tonight

I went to The Dive after work DUH. I didn't even read, I sat with The Assholes and Mr. Cool and interacted. I know, Shock and something. This week is weird feeling, things are happening........twilight zone feeling happening.
Anyway, Darts were thrown, some more well than others. Mrs. Asshole and I kicked some ass sometimes, and others, we couldn't hit Brooklyn. After everyone left, and I had a hefty donation from my brother for The Child, I solicited the bar. I got lots of money without giving out bracelets. I'm good with that. Funny thing was both Assholes were wearing the one's I sold them last night. I guess they are friends.
People scare me, they're so damned unpredictable.

I'm just tired and bored with myself

Thanks Bruce.
I have Frankenhair. Mrs. Asshole and I will have words later. I wanted to get buzzed again, but getting cold, ok, just cut it. I'm not happy.
Funny, but not, I think everyone thinks Annie hit me since not a soul has asked about my eye. And I've seen quite a few people lately, of course it's work and The Dive where they all know me so. It's ruining a good story dammit.
Why do people mind their own business when it's the most inconvenient for me? Oh yeah, when I wanted them to, they didn't. I'm now labelled as a victim, and I'm anything but. It's crossed my mind to play that to my advantage, but that's evil me who needs to sleep. I'm trying to figure out why I give a shit so much. And I don't know, but I do. Taurus contrariness?

Yeah, it's like that

Work being a 4 letter word, it was a pain today. Someone asked me a question early and I'm like "Yeah, I'm the dumbass that hit myself in the face with a door and you're asking me?" I think that might make me a lesser dumbass.

I'm really tired of playing fireman everyday, it's not something I ever wanted to be. Anyway, going to bed early since I was up most of the night for one reason or another and I should probably get there before 7:30 tomorrow since that seems to be when the fires start. Later kids.

You'll never believe it

Mr. Shit woke me up at 5:30 to go out, even tho he has a doggie door. His Mother spoils him. I smoked, he didn't want to get his paws wet, back to bed I went. Rinse and repeat at 7:30 without the rain. At 10 I got up and packed up to come home. I dropped off stuff, went to work, shopped for work pants and drawers, met Babysis to get bracelets and boots, hit The Dive for some reading and came home where I made soup and cornbread. Annie was gonna make the soup, but I got tired of waiting on her.
Here's the part you won't believe. Wearing my new boots cuz they're cool, I went to shut the door to the junk room Annie had been cleaning out. Boot caught door as I was closing it, eyebrow hit door, blood was spilled, and I'm gonna have a lovely shiner. That old excuse about how you got a black eye? Totally possible.
Aside from that, I'm bored, tired and boring. Gonna put the shitload of soup I made into some bowls and put my ass in bed. Night kids.

I Forgot

I really did have something. I lost it between the last page and this.
I'm in the process of trying to alcohol poison myself to death. I don't see a successful end, but I'm making a mighty effort. Kinda, Sorta. Ok, I'm drinking less and less these days and it's sad that that kinda sucks. I'm sure I'll make up for it later.
I think I'll take Little Shit and head to bed now. Night.

Stuff

And more stuff, and stuff, and stuff and dammit.
Nothing major, just a funk, and I hate it.

No Dog Shit in the Dining Room

Ms. Sweet won't believe me, but there was not a mess waiting for me when I got here tonight. She left yesterday but my lame ass didn't want to drag work clothes and extra shoes over here to stay last night so I waited a day to show up for housesitting. Cutie and I are fine, he was happy to see me, we're watching tv while I do this and he chews on a treat. Sorry, have to stop for belly rubs occasionally.

I've had the headache from hell all week, pretty sure it's stress and exhaustion, even though I have been sleeping. I've been playing firefighter all week because it's always something.

Got a text from The Cackler this morning, Dad was having a cyst removed, then she sent me a pic of him in a hospital bed in one of those lovely gowns. Of course I facebooked it since he did that to me after my appendix, but it caused a small shitstorm. He didn't tell me, Step-nephew, or his wife that he was having anything done. I posted it, Step-nephew's wife replied to it freaking out.......so Dad is in trouble. Good.

Calling Mom to check in, going to smoke with Little Shit and that'll probably be about it. May be back later.

Our Boys

That's a term Annie and I use for our bartenders, past and present who we've always been friends with. Even if it's been months, we see each other, there's a hug and a catching up along with a "I'll try to see you soon."
There was a robbery at a bar the other night, Annie came to my office to ask if any of "Our Boys" were still working there, most had been there but left. Bartenders tend to migrate, especially the good ones.
I gave her a name I wasn't sure about, The Princess said no, he'd left there. As more details became available it was ok. Our boy wasn't a victim. Turns out he was the robber. He's also dead.
That's fucked up. I don't know how he got where he was, he had friends if he needed help. I'm going to sleep now. That just depressed the hell outta me. Night kids.

Mom Update 2033

Mom is doing well so far. That's good. Trying to multitask at the moment and doing it badly. Must sleep, later kids.

Return of The Mummy

Or something like that anyway. I worked a while yesterday, Lucy came by to help me, but thankfully it didn't take as long as I thought so I got out and went to The Dive for some free food and not so free beer. Lucy and I got a motel room last night and I lost a ring somewhere. Yes, I went back and searched the room again to no avail. I hate losing shit. Got a note in there in case it turns up and need to see yesterday's bartender to see if it was found at The Dive, but it most likely wound up in the trash because they're all too big but I wear them anyway dammit. Or did. I think I'll drop them for awhile.
Got excited about Big K's sale today only to not want to shop. I did pick up a couple of belts while I was killing time because the time change has fucked me up on top of everything else.
Hit The Dive again this afternoon for some reading, came home and watched The Philadelphia Story while ironing, so everything I own is ironed now. I need to sleep, I'm still exhausted. I'm too old for this shit.
Dad was having a birthday party for Grandson and his wife this afternoon, I opted out because it was too far away. Mom is having a treatment tomorrow so I need to call. Just gonna go to bed I think. I'll deal with the real world tomorrow.

Really?

I'm braindead. Found out today I still have things to do, I was hoping for a work free weekend. Bastids. Think I'll put me in bed.

Sometimes, people amaze me

Yesterday was a clusterfuck of a clusterfuck. Long story short, I could stay at work half the night or go get some food and sleep and go in early today. I chose the latter. I think the cook at The Dive has a thing for me, I know it's a jumbo hotdog but DAYUM, and I got about 4 orders of fries. Anyway I was in bed by 9:15 and at work at 4:30 this morning. Now you know what the whole plant knows. People I don't even say hello to knew what time I came in because I told one person after the 5th "Did you spend the night?" comment.
Crazy. I'm probably doing the same thing tonight without the early, early morning tomorrow. I'm already into overtime for the week so I'd really like to scale back just a bit. I remember why I quit working shitloads of overtime now, I'm old and it hurts.
There are stories if I can remember them later, but for now, just be proud, I haven't killed anyone or called them really bad names. I did clean out my work closet this morning, except for the dead mouse in the corner, I didn't have any breakfast to lose. Night kids.

Checks

On time? Yes. Grouchy? Not so much till later, I'll work on that for tomorrow.
Running on Coffee and cigarettes? Hell yeah. I'm an entire episode of Mad Men right now.
Putting my tired ass in bed so I can start over again. I have to keep reminding me it's not Wednesday.

Internet Broken?

I hit publish on that last one last night, I promise.

Got to work early and Boss was already there, worked all day, lost connection to server and said nope. Leaving. Tomorrow will be ugly.

Putting ass in bed so I can at least be there and grouchy on time. Night kids.

Now I'm Psychic

I have no fucking idea what I was talking about last night. Apparently I was stupid or something. I worked all day, gotta put my ass in bed so I can start all over tomorrow. And apparently I've been dreaming way too much since I've typed this before. Dammit.

I Have Issues

Lots of them. Right now they don't matter. Right now I'm ok with that. Sorta. Kinda. Right now, it's work which is way different than the rest of me. Work IS. Sometimes that's bad, but it's still an IS.
I'm working on categorizing my IS along with my MAY, and my HAS BEEN, FEELING OF THE MOMENT and OMG THIS IS RIGHT NOW.
At the Moment, I'm drunk. I didn't mean to be, but here I is. I have to be at work, alert by 7:30 am. I'll do it, not like it, but I will. I'll probably be there at 5 making coffee just because I can, but that's different.

I just let The Handsome Devil in the house because he was sitting on the deck barking. Like it would make a difference if he was in or out. He came in expecting one thing and........yeah. It's all kinda like that.

I don't know where I picked up the Zen, but it IS.

I'm probably gonna explode all over everything before it's over. Right now I'm very calm and collected and being nice. I'm scaring me.
I'm stressed, and trying to play nice, but dammit. I'm gonna break.

I think I'll just shut up, do this, and wonder what the hell I was talking about later.
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Nothing to say

Shit and shit, and more shit, and SHIT just for good measure.

I have become seriously uninteresting, hell, I'm not even interested in me at the moment and I can usually get a little sumpin sumpin going on.

There may be stuff later, but tonight, not so much and it annoys me. I've got a whole bowl full of shit I could spread around, but it's not doing anything for me.

I think I need to investigate a hotel with padded rooms for awhile. It's not often my giveashit gets broken. Maybe it's a design flaw, or maybe I've been in too many fucking meetings lately. I keep turning in my keys, and keep working. Maybe I should pick better people to give up on.

Name Calling

I've been called a lot of things. Especially while throwing darts. Tonight it was mostly Bitch and Whore. The one time the C word got thrown around, I stopped that. Mr. Cool said something after the other guys left tonight and I told him I'd been called a lot of shit. So he made up Skanktigger. It made me laugh so ok.
Mom was apparently enjoying her day too much. Lucy sent me a text that mom was casket shopping, then Mom told me she was in trouble because Babysis had sent a neighbor to look for her since she was supposed to be home. Text from Mom about being in trouble said "this 2nd childhood might be fun." Go Mom.
I've got too much shit in my head. It's my normal state I know, but damn.
Annie was texting and calling when I wasn't home by 9 and we have pretty much established that we hate each other so it must have been to make sure I was available for work. I dunno. She's nice when she doesn't have to be. I'm not so nice all the time. Maybe it's just me.
I'm so fucking confused.
Lucy is threatening to divorce me since sleeping with me is now like sleeping with a stranger and I've gotta buy new pants, and shirts, and bras and drawers. Damn, I'm expensive.
Ms. Sweet informed me my StepDog pooped in her diningroom since he didn't want to go out in the rain. I told her he didn't do that to me so she's on her own. StepDog indeed.
Obviously I needed a braindump and this is it.
I'm so screwed in so many ways, I just need to go to sleep I think.
I'll be at work nonstop starting tomorrow as far as I know. Shit is supposed to happen Monday, and nobody is ready for that. This should be fun. I need to see what I could do with a brain if I had one.
Going to call Lucy and go to bed. Night kids.

New Glasses

It's sad that I got excited at the Dollar Tree today about new glasses. I bought $8 of happy. I have reading glasses to match anything I want to wear. Lucy found that amusing.
She and I ended up at The Asshole's house last night for a football party neither of us wanted to go to, but it worked out well. I hurt my knee playing with the dog but we had decent shrimp boil and took off to hang out together for a change. It was a pretty decent weekend.
I came home with my new glasses, went back out to work for a bit and hit The Dive for some reading, finishing laundry and about to put my tired ass in bed.
New Computer System is supposed to go live Monday. I'm not seeing it, but if they want to go, I'll probably be stuck at work for the next week.
Mom is doing ok, not sick, but losing hair and brain cells right now, she'll be different tomorrow I'm sure. At least she still loves me right now so that's good.
Ok, that bed thing is looking better and better, night kids.

Good Hair Day

I was having one Tuesday. That's all cool, but I took Mom to the Cancer place for her booster shot after her treatment on Monday. All those bald people were looking at me funny, especially when "Play That Funky Music" started blaring from my phone at 8:15 because work needed me. It was my finest 2 seconds, I tell ya.
I got to Mom's Monday night a little later than scheduled, but she was feeling well. I spent the night with Babysis and didn't sleep while I got ready to deal with sick Mom all day Tuesday. We did ok. She ate more than I did at breakfast, I made a pot of potato soup for her, apparently I made up for being the child from hell. Who knew potato soup could cure everything?
I came home Tuesday night and slept a lot, and caught up some more last night so I'm pretty good now.
Mom did wear a ballcap over her wig thingy Tuesday. It was Spawn's. I didn't see her head until Tuesday evening after Babysis got home. I expected her to be pretty much bald. Nope, she has a pretty impressive mohawk going on. My hair is thick, hers is at least twice as thick as mine is the only reason I can think of that it isn't gone yet. I'm just glad she's doing well this time. I was scared after she got so sick after the first treatment, but they kinda knew what to expect this time. Halfway through, hope the last 2 go as well. And yes, the spots have shrunk a lot. Maybe this will kill it off, I hope, hope, hope.
She gave me a great picture of Other Mom who lost her battle about the time my Mom found out. Other Mom's granddaughter is having treatment for leukemia right now. She's 5. Dammit. Now I've made me cry, I should sleep some more.
Later kids, and thanks.

Mom Update # 10023

Mom is doing well. I came home Tuesday night since she was feeling ok and got an update early this morning that she's still feeling ok so all good so far. I'll try for a more coherent posting about our time together later.

Trifecta

June Cleaver, Howard Cunningham and Boy are all dead.
I promise I had nothing to do with it.

Misunderstanding and Missing

Lucy assured me I was probably just over-sensitive yesterday so I took Dad's comments wrong. She was correct. I was a basket case. Still am, but at the moment I'm relatively calm. I picked her up and we hit The Dive while I decided whether to go to Dad's or get a room and she talked to The Cackler and cleared up my mess for me. We went to Dad's. The Cackler was going to watch her grandson play football so Lucy went with her and Dad and I had a couple of hours of catching up on everything where we actually talked about feelings and stuff and it was good. We haven't had much just us time lately, and haven't really talked like that in ever. We hung around today and went to another small town to visit the gourd festival since he's all artsy crafty and stuff and looked down when I said I needed to get home today. I'm glad I gave in and told him we'd go, it was a great time. I played SlugBug on Lucy all the way there and kept the adults entertained.
I came back and helped Ms. Sweet set up her new computer, brought her old one home to try to revive it so I can get her stuff off and have been doing laundry and reading.
Tomorrow. Mom has her next treatment tomorrow. Babysis is taking her since she's off but I'm going down after work to stay with her and don't know when I'll be back. Even with all the hurt and upset from last week with her, I can't abandon her so I'll be a good kid and do what I said I would. I don't have internet access down there and depending on how sick she gets after, we may be at the hospital for a few days. I really hope not for her sake, but I'll be AWOL for at least a couple of days.
I'm trying to catch up everything tonight and tomorrow before I disappear and possibly end up in a psych ward. Y'all take care and play nice while I'm gone.

Waiting for The Bars to open

I'm at work because home isn't pleasant. Annie can't quietly hate, she has to hunt me down and rant or send me nasty texts so I'm better off somewhere else.
I was going to Dad's tonight but along with the "Come on down" I got a "bring my pictures and door key with you." WTF? I don't have either, but apparently he thinks I took those things last week. That pretty much blows my last safe haven completely out of the water. I give up.

My Keyring is a lot Lighter

I quit my job today and gave Annie all my keys. It didn't stick, I'll be back there tomorrow, but I can't deal right now.
After Mom ripped me a new one Sunday, Babysis got me in text messages last night after the day from hell. I came home and took it out on Annie and things went from bad to worse.
She's staying somewhere else tonight because she apparently got the clue that we're not friends anymore. I haven't felt like we were for months, but she's stupid sometimes.
I'm going to put my ass in bed since everyone hates me right now, sleep seems like the best option I have.

Can't Win for Losing

I waited a couple of days. Finally talked to Babysis about the mess with Mom the other day. It didn't go well. I'm still hurt and mad and apparently everyone else is now too, so yay me. I'd like to watch The Good Wife and give a shit, but there's a thunderstorm and cold front coming, nevermind, it's here so I guess I'll grab a cigar and go outside.
Later kids.

The Cackler and The Downer

I've been looking for a name for the new g/f, Dad's not mine. Even tho she and Lucy will be the same age tomorrow. Hi Lucy!
Dad was around but not too much yesterday afternoon, Lucy and I hung out with The Cackler and talked, they talked, I threw in a something occasionally. We had a great time. She's pretty awesome, I like her a lot. Her kids told her what I told Dad. If they fuck this up, someone is getting their ass kicked.
I may be delivering said ass-kicking. I hope not.
We have tape of some of the conversation thanks to Dad. He gave me his mini recorder so he could hear us later, it was good. There was a lot of laughter. I haven't laughed much lately, but I did yesterday and last night.
We got to Mom's house today and she killed all of it. Lucy may kill her before I do for that one. I'm still upset and need to process, but I told Annie about it earlier and best we can figure is she was jealous about me being at Dad's. Even though I had permission to go there, and hang out, she waited till Lucy was in the house to rip me. I almost walked out the door and came home right then. Lucy told me on the way home she expected me to leave right that moment also. I stayed because it would have been worse if I'd let her win. If the cancer doesn't kill her, I probably will. I've been on an emotional rollercoaster for months anyway, she took center stage one she got sick again but now she's using it against me if I have something else going on that isn't her. I should go to sleep. Night kids.

My Exciting Life

Annie came home way late tonight, noticed the squirrel hanging around that I saw earlier. I was out back, talking to Lucy when she got home, didn't pay too much attention, heard her in and out of the Utility Room, finished call, came in house, and she has a gun. Ok, a pellet pistol, but still, that's scary if you know Annie (hint:Annie Oakley is a joke). She saw squirrel on the side of the house (and didn't even think to look for Moose) so she got the pellet pistol and missed of course.
Apparently Squirrel is looking for a nesting place with a view of the driveway, preferably with wi-fi.
I went out and hosed his ass into the neighbor's yard. About to go smoke again and check to see if he's back, then put my ass in bed. I'm eating and sleeping a whole lot lately. Night kids.

I feel like a Pushup, I mean Pinup

I wore a sweater today.


Besides the fact that it's 500 yrs old, it got great reviews.
Sorry for the bathroom pic, but I had to send it to Lucy after Perv Boss told me I "looked great." I got a "cute" from her, doesn't quite measure up ya know.
I proceeded to be complimented on the sweater multiple times. I guess I should drag out some more of that shit I was gonna give to Goodwill and wear it. I also got a "pretty", told her I was working on getting a raise lol.

Bowling and Beef Stew

I stayed up way past my bedtime last night and Wii bowled with Annie. I know, apparently she got ahold of some strange kool-aid while I was gone, she's actually been nice and shit. Still not sure what to make of that, but anyway. After getting into bed around 1, I got up and went to work where it was a chore to walk around because between my left hip and my right thigh, I hurt like hell. Obviously I haven't done much since I got laid up. I'll have to fix that. Most of the day was spent in front of the computer doing bullshit so my shoulders and back are now killing me, ice is my friend.
I left work thinking about beef stew since the weather has turned cool (and I'm freezing my non-existent ass off) so I went to the store and after a bit of reading at The Dive, came home and made some pretty awesome stew. Maybe Annie will leave enough for lunch tomorrow.
Now I'm putting my ass in bed because if this isn't the most boring post in the history of the world I don't know what is.

Footnote: Mom isn't feeling well so I'm worried and rambling. And I finally started what will be my first of I'm not sure how many periods this month. Yay getting older. Night kids.

Lucy's Latest

Lucy has been having trouble with her van. Gauges have been iffy if at all, so she hasn't driven it in awhile. Long story short, she was driving it to Mom's Thursday and called me, stuck on the side of the road, looking for an idea of where she might be so she could call the wrecker. I helped her with that, thinking, I should go out there, but I didn't because work was stupid. It worked out, she got towed, Babysis was in town and could pick her up, so she got where she was going. Guys who got her van thought she blew the engine. They called the next day with good news. She was just out of gas.
She told my family. Of course she hasn't heard the end of it yet. First thing yesterday, I heard something about it from someone else, then someone else, then Babysis, then Mom. She'll never live it down.
Poor Lucy :)

Little Shit 2 and Lucy

I'm house sitting again. Mr. Shit has been groomed since the last time I was here so he's a tad less furry, but just as much fun and snuggly. He's still pretty cool.
Damn old women and hot flashes, it's getting cool out, Ms. Sweet's thermostat is trying to kill me. I should make sure I re-adjust before I leave tomorrow.
Lucy has been hanging with my family. There is a giant yard sale going on this weekend and she took some stuff down where she was set up with the Step Nephew since the spot is courtesy of Dad's new G/F who I need to give a name to. Step Nephew and I both really like her so hopefully she's a keeper.
Lucy is staying with Babysis while she does this so she's getting a dose of everyone. She's re-thinking that marriage thing she was so set on. Heh. I told her.
Mom is feeling better, I think I forgot to tell you she spent 2 nights in the hospital since she was dehydrated. Hopefully she'll be ok now and we'll know what to expect for the next round of treatment. I'm off to smoke with Mr. Shit and put my ass in Ms. Sweet's bed because it's been Monday all damn week. Night kids.

Baby Wolf?

Not if I have anything to say about it. Dammit.
I'm late. Like I'm not gonna have one this month late. I'm not happy, and that turkey baster I found better not have anything to do with this. Lucy's days may be numbered.

It's gonna be a long few months

Babysis called earlier to tell me I may get a late night call. Mom is really sick. Temp is ok, but the nausea drugs aren't helping anything at the moment. My stomach clenched up in sympathy. I still managed to eat some potatoes and mexican cornbread just because.
Most of the time it's a blessing to be just far enough away that I can't get dropped in on. It sucks to be just far enough away when something is wrong. I'm in "Should I wait for a call or start driving?" mode right now.
Guess I'll wait, go smoke and put my ass in bed just in case. Night kids.

Slowed Down

I've been on the go so much lately, either working or something else, I wasn't sure what to do with myself today. Annie is out of town, and late getting in since she missed her flight, Lucy left here early, so I was alone. I ironed a lot. I have entirely too many shirts dammit.
Went to The Dive to read for a bit, threw a few darts, back home. Talked to Mom and Babysis. I'll be getting updates tomorrow so I feel a little better about not being there. I'll have Bosses and Visitors all week, they'll have to get over it.

I'm useless, going back outside to finish my book and put my ass in bed. Night kids.

Running out of Titles

Mom did well yesterday. Got new hardware installed so they can just plug her up Monday. She handled it pretty well, we went out to eat and I took her home. She's a bit sore and they threw her out a bit prematureley I thought, she was still a little loopy. Of course same can be said for my surgery, I was still way loopy when they sent me home, so maybe it's new policy.
Anyway, got her home in one piece, waited around for Stepdad and Babysis to get home, Lucy and I went back today to visit. She's still planning her funeral, but at least she's half-way kidding. I think. She seems to enjoy making me uncomfortable. She had me looking at the wig book. I picked the one she liked, yay me.
Lucy painted clouds on Spawn's newly blue ceiling at Mom and Stepdad's house while she and I fought about wigs, hats and the state of the football game.
Babysis is probably mad we didn't wait for her to get home from work, but it was getting late, I'm tired, and I'm practically blind at night as far as driving so we had to go. I left the Jeep at the hospital yesterday and drove Mom's car home so Lucy and I had to retrieve Jeep and all that today. I had to drive home since Lucy can't quite get the coordination involved in a stick shift. Lucy is in bed and I think I'm heading that way, it rained most of the day and it's suddenly fricking cold. Later kids.

Yay, almost

It's been a busy week. Work has been stupid busy, that's probably not a bad thing. Off tomorrow, probably today by now, to take Mom to get her port put in. Lucy wants to go see her Saturday so I'll be making a retun trip.

Right now Annie is out of town and The Handsome Devil and I are enjoying the time alone. I should put my ass in bed.
Later kids, and thanks for all the well-wishes. Mom doesn't know about the blog, just told her lots of people in lots of places are wishing her well, and she appreciates it too.

The Grapevine Jumped The Shark

Mom sent me a text, someone died. Turns out she didn't. Babysis had already heard it a few times, small town you know. I'm shocked, The Grapevine has never been wrong before, full of shit maybe, but never wrong.
Must have gotten that info from twitter.
Damn technology.

Wait and See some more

Mom's at stage 3, she starts chemo Monday. It's possible it will cure her if it doesn't kill her first. Gonna be a tense few months. Only 4 treatments so they're planning to blast the hell out of this stuff. Fingers crossed, prayers said, candles lit, it's gonna get ugly I'm afraid.
Must put my ass in bed so I can get to work early tomorrow. I may be supporting Babysis so she can stay home for awhile. Later kids.

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday yeah whatever

I went to work and moved some more of my shit because I have entirely too much of it. I'll get the guys to move the last bookcase tomorrow and quit being a badass about it. I moved everything except that on my own so there.
Annie and I had a fight last night where not a damned thing got accomplished other than I hate her and don't want to be around her.
I picked her up this afternoon to go to The Asshole's house for dinner because I'm way too fucking nice to people I hate. I need to work on that.
Mom has put me on the guilt trip from hell because I'm not there and I think I need drugs.
Now I need to call Lucy and get some more really good news and put my ass in bed so I can work tomorrow. I'll look for my sense of humor too, I'm sure it's around here somewhere, Ironic seems to have run it into a corner so I'll go rescue it, as soon as I get my cape back from the cleaners.

Sleep would be nice

I went to bed a long time ago. My brain wouldn't shut down. I also realized I'm about a week late. Maybe I won't have one this month, just jinxed myself I know.
Mom did ok today, will know something next week.
I walked out of a meeting this morning because I was about to bitch-slap someone, so it was a good thing. I managed to go back and get through the rest of the day. Thankfully no boss or visitors tomorrow since I may be late unless I settle down enough to sleep tonight. Drunk is way superior to this.........
At least then I hit pillow and gone. I almost fell in the bathtub earlier which I usually only do stupd drunk so now I can worry about the state of my head some more because balance has been an issue for a few days. I'm just a barrel of laughs.

Here's one. I went inside last night to get something, came back out and couldn't find my book. I knew I had it, left it on the table like I always do, it was missing dammit. Checked back in the house, nope. Veronica was eating it in the yard. She's the good dog and has never bothered my stuff so I was shocked. Lucy's theory is Betty took it and gave it to Veronica to make her look bad. That I can believe. I went out and replaced it today since I'd just started it and she ate the last half so there was no way I'd be able to finish that copy. Now find out I'm missing one in the series because I have a big gap, I hate that.

Got mail from Dad, he ran into Mom in Wal-Hell yesterday and she told him I'd accused her of calling and telling him shit. First off I have no idea why he was in Wal-Hell in the first place, and this explains why she didn't want to talk to me last night. Paybacks are hell. I did find out one thing, they both swore they didn't talk to each other a few months ago, they did, so there you go. I was raised by wolves.

Gonna try this sleep thing again. Night kids.

The One Without A Title

Mom has to have biopsies tomorrow on one of the spots and her bone marrow. One spot seems to be something other than what it was before, and I didn't ask about the bone marrow, but can guess. Since Babysis is on vacation she's taking her, and both are needle biopsies instead of cutting so I'll be in another meeting all day.
Mom didn't want to talk when I called this afternoon, just told me to talk to Babysis and she loved me. I know Mom is a drama queen, where do you think I got it? She's also scared and I don't blame her. So am I. Won't have results till next Monday, so keep a good thought.
I'm off to sleep since that's my new best friend. Night kids.

Early to bed, blah blah blah

I did last night because I was so ill I couldn't stand myself. Woke up at 6 and lounged around till after 7. Ran my ass off the minute I walked in the door until 8:30 when they dragged me to a meeting, that lasted all fucking day.
Got to The Dive and had a beer, Annie is calling about the network, head back, she calls, it healed itself so I don't have to come back, just be there early tomorrow. Have something else to do in the morning anyway, so yes, I'll be there. Looks like an early night for me again.

At The Dive, reading, stranger came over and gave me a beer chip. His words after sitting with the people at the table not far from me "Hi, I'm SoandSo, and I have this chip but these people are rude and I don't want to give it to any of them so will you take it?" I introduced myself, said thank you, and have a free beer in my future so ok.
A shot showed up in front of me later, apparently courtesy of a friend I can't seem to find a name for, so we'll call him Mr. Cool. He's always that. He was messing with me and his wife apparently told him to quit poking the bear, he's all "I can take you". Yes, he could, but we get along just fine so I see no reason for all that. Just told him "Yes, you can, I'm tired, not pissed off at you and not drunk. I'd rather not try out pissed off, drunk and ready to kick you in the balls." We'd probably both end up in the hospital.
I'm over the overwhelming pity party I was having, I'm just tired, depressed, and gonna work myself to death because drinking myself to death isn't nearly as pretty or productive.
Mom sees the new Dr. tomorrow and we'll see what kind of Chemo she has to have and all that. I told Babysis I'd call after work since I can't be there and I don't want to hear bad news there since I have no drugs and no control over my emotions these days. Don't wanna look all pretty with snot running down my face.
All in all, it was a weird day, still trying to get used to my new spot and still need to move some stuff, or at least pack it up so someone else can move it for me. Maybe Thursday since I'm meeting all day again tomorrow.
Off to check in with Lucy and put my ass in bed.

Not Drunk For A Change

I worked most of the day, shit got moved. New office is semi-fucnttional. Some of the outlets don't work and neither does the phone, but at least I can do my job. Good thing since I'll have visitors all week dammit. I should put my ass in bed so I can be fully functional tomorrow since I can't spell worth a shit tonight. Later kids.

Shit and Stuff and I Dunno

I've apparently been drunk for a few days. I've got shit to do, but I'm lacking motivation, and that's not good.
I moved part of my office today and gave up on the rest of it. I called Babysis earlier, but she was at Mom's so that kinda defeated the purpose, Lucy is mad at me, I'm not too thrilled with me, and I think I'll just go to bed before I fuck up something else. "Pity, Party of 1? We have your table available."

Epic Drunk

Yes I am. Seriously. Lucy abandoned me. I have nothing worth saying either, I'm just drunkm, and going to fall down when I stand up, dammit.
If I had something to say ....

I'm lost. The person I cared about threw me away. The person who cares about me is being thrown away because I'm stubborn. I need to sleep.
I shouldn't even say this shit

The One Where I Confessed

I told Mom I'd been to Dad's house this past weekend. It was supposed to be a secret. I failed on the whole secret keeping thing because I'm lame.

Mom is seeing a different Oncologist next week because the lymphoma is back. She's having chemo this time. She's not happy, neither is anyone else, but at least it's something.

Glass?

My new door on my new office went in today. Wooden frame with full glass. They're fucking kidding me right? Might as well throw in a hamster wheel in the corner. I'm not pleased. Lucy says maybe they thought about normal people who wouldn't want to be enclosed completely since there are no windows. I had to remind her I'm not normal people. There will be retribution for this travesty.
I'll have to go into the closet to adjust my nipple ring and I came out of the closet 10 years ago, I have no desire to go back. Mumble, mumble, bitch....

Got nothing of interest

Just kinda spinning my wheels, busy but not really getting anywhere and not real happy about it. But oh well, I was never promised a rose garden. Now I've got to go find that song dammit. I hate it when my brain is stupid.
I've been drinking less again. I slacked off, picked it back up heavily, and pretty much put it back down again and I'm not sure where I'd rather be. Pros and Cons...
I did buy some pants today since I heard twice I needed something that fits. Damn, I hate shopping. I may have to go see Lucy tomorrow just so she can check me out thinking I'm someone else again. She's never gonna live that one down. Actually I need to call her, something to occupy some time. Later kids.

Lions and Tigers and Bears....

I'm apparently scary, which amuses me no end. Annie called to ask me to bring something home. Her whore was dropping it off in my office. She circled a couple of times before coming in and handing it to me, looking terrified while she did it.
Made my day complete. I should have shouted "BOO" and made her shit her pants.

If you're gonna play with Tigers, you need thicker skin. If you're a lying cheating hypocrite you need rhino skin.

Salty Sweet? Bittersweet? I'm not sure

I haven't been the most pleasant person lately and Lucy has borne the brunt of that I think. I planned to work all weekend. Finally said "WTF" and picked Lucy up to go to Dad's house with the intention of spending a few hours and letting her and the new G/F get to know each other.
Some of the new G/F's family came over while we were there and it was very cool. We talked and laughed, as in I actually talked to total strangers. It's a big step. New G/F invited us to stay the night since we hadn't decided. We did. I haven't laughed that much in forever. Dad lit the firepit, we cooked dogs, me and Lucy, Him and G/F swapped stories and laughed our asses off. It was awesome.
Lucy got post-it's and wrote notes on each one. The last one was from me, it said Thank You for the laughs, and the company, and putting up with us, especially Lucy.
I got called a Bitch for the last part, but it was worth it.

I told Dad if he lets this one get away I will personally kick his ass.
I was sad when we had to leave today because yesterday reminded me of the old days with Stepmom. Her family was always around and we laughed and made fun and had a good time. Dad needs that in his life and so do I. I've been crying since I left because now I miss Stepmom all over again. The good part is Dad and I are talking again and spending time together. We got some of that after Stepmom died, but when Skank showed up, I kinda quit. This is good, I hope it works.

Fall has Arrived

I'm already freezing my ass off. This can't be good.

Lucy's got some 'splaining to do

I saw Lucy walking out to the smoking area at the hospital when I went by there today. By the time I got to the door she had turned around to check out the Dyke she saw walking down the hall. She was really surprised to see it was me. She didn't recognize me in dress clothes. Bitch. I got an "Oooops look" and didn't get the explanation till later. She's so dead.

I Should Be Sleeping

Birthday Party. The Princess got older yesterday and Mrs. Asshole did today. There were drinks. I'm fuzzy after that.
Everyone showed up. All good. I have a book to finish dammit, people need to leave me alone.

Hoecakes

Back in the day, people went out to hoe the fields, or pick the product of said fields. Sometimes their lunch consisted of a piece of fried bread they carried with them and it somehow got called a hoecake. (All according to my grandmother, and since it makes sense, I'll go with it.)
I had to explain that to Lucy tonight. Pretty much the highlight of my day.

Work is gonna kill me, I've been busier than a one-armed whore on Free hand job Friday.

Later kids.

Got to see my loverboy

Went to The Gnome's house yesterday and today to work on her computer. Terribly afraid I'd done something to fuck it up. Big Whew, it wasn't me. It's running at the moment.
Dog peed on my toes yesterday Awwww. I feel so special. I've still got it.

Work has gone ballistic and I probably won't be far behind. Putting out fires while trying to get ready to implement a whole new system NEXT MONTH is probably gonna kill me. Then I won't have to worry about the dog leash anymore. Looks like I'm going to be really busy for awhile. Might not be a bad thing, we'll see.

Going to read a bit more and put my ass in bed since I should probably be at work early tomorrow for the hell of it.
Later kids.

The One Where I Don't Know What To Say

I'm an idiot. We've probably already established that, but...
My Deepest, Darkest Secrets.....

Ok, maybe not deepest, darkest, but still a secret. I'm looking at the dog leash noose as an option. That's not a good thing.

People are telling me I'm upset about the thing with Annie because I'm still in love with her. I don't think so, but I can't convince them of that.

I sobered up and manned up to take care of her during a tough time in her life. I got betrayed before that, and again after that. I lost my friend, and will probably never get her back. It hurts. They don't understand that THAT'S what it's about.
I'll be your friend forever, no matter what. I don't get how people can throw away friendships, but she did. Over a piece of ass. I'm worth more than that.

I have to work since The Great Wizard wouldn't let me quit,but yes, I'll be looking for a new place to live and maybe that will help. I don't know anymore, there's where the leash comes in. I'll go to bed now. Night kids.

Annie is out of town

I like the house to myself. Slept in, went to work, hit The Dive for a bit and home again. Doing laundry and need to iron, but I really don't see it happening tonight. I was playing The Carpenters at The Dive to offset that bullshit The Princess plays so yeah. I've had a full day. Sleep, work tomorrow and then ironing. Sounds like a plan. I guess I should see if there's food. Dammit.

Deliverance

I gave Lucy the Cliff Notes version, I really think she shouldn't see that movie. She's a bit.........questionable when gore or stuff is involved.

And I'm really drunk. I think I'll take my ass to bed, or the floor, whichever happens first.

Oh, The Horror!

Yeah, don't think I'd want CTHULU inside me. Hefty price tags too. I'm not that much of a nerd.

Lucy's Jealous

The Pervert Boss noticed I'd lost weight today and told me how good I looked. Lucy is ready to put him and the dog from my housesitting gig in the pond in her woods.
I think Lucy needs some anger management. She just called me a Bitch too. See what I mean?

E-Mail From Dad

Part of it anyway...

found your glasses after I dug up sewer line, took up commode in main bath room!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Love you
Dad

Apparently they fell out of my pocket and got flushed. I think I might be in the dog house a little bit.

I have conceded

I was defeated by stupidity. Mine this time. I'm too tired to worry about this bullshit anymore.
Annie gets her way and I'll kill her in her sleep later.

Tonight on Dysfunctional Family Hour

Annie and I were supposed to go to a concert. She came home drunk and wanted to talk. Fine. I've been wanting to talk for months and it wasn't happening so we had an actual adult conversation. Shit got apologized for and that's about it. But at least that's something. We missed the concert, but 70 bucks wouldn't have paid for an hour of therapy these days so ok.
I have to get some class tomorrow, I thought it was later in the month, so must make sure I have clothes. Later kids.

My Wednesday

I was awake early which is probably a good thing since I got jumped before 6. Annie and I are not getting along very well lately.
Seems she's an Idiot and I'm an asshole.

I Polysomethinged the cabinets the other night in a fit of pique, and it wasn't pretty.

Ok, I was drunk off my ass, we were fighting and I slapped some shit up there.

Yep, not pretty.

That's fixable, I sanded when I got home to take care of it, I'll really put the stuff on sober and it'll be fine. She's just being a drama queen about it.

I still want to run away and join the circus........

The Great Wizard Has Spoken

or The Voice of Reason aka Dad. He said no, I can't run away and join the circus. Damn.
He's right, but I was really liking the idea. I ran away for a little while, then The Job beckoned and I had to run home. He says I can't lose that and I know he's right, I still want to run. I guess I'll get over it.
I'm home, that place I sleep anyway. It's getting time for that too. Later kids.

The Change

It's coming, more rapidly than anticipated. No, not that one...Well maybe that one too...
My life is about to undergo a major one because I can't keep doing what I'm doing. My health is obviously suffering since I've lost 30 lbs and not all of that was my appendix.
The weight loss is ok, but still. There are things that need fixing that won't be fixed because someone else is stupid so I've got to do something different.
I'm gonna run away for a few days and job shop and just enjoy running away. Hopefully things will work out, if they don't, I'll find other options. Since I technically don't own a computer things might be hit or miss. I'll check in when I can.
Later kids.

Ms. Sweet (Gnome2) Wins Again

The beads are from Alaska, Shamrock is obviously from Ireland. I've always worn bracelets of some sort. I gave up most of them for what she brings me, it works.
Lucy and I spent the day at Ms. Fan's pool with other people. They liked my burgers, it was good. Ms. Fan's mom is still here, I was afraid she had gone home, love that woman so I had to go see her anyway.

Watched "Drag Me To Hell" on Ms. Sweet's review of it. We'll have words with her later.
Lucy is gonna tell you I screamed like a girl. Ok, I did.

7 pounds

That'll give me the weight on my driver's license. And get me divorced, and probably in a program for eating disorders. Sigh.
Not sure if I care one way or the other.

It's been a tumultous month, or few. And a tumultous stomach for a few months, and a tumultous mind for forever.......yeah, I'm fucked.

Dog Diary

My Diary
Day 1 (Friday) That human who feeds me sometimes showed up. She brought stuff! Hid behind couch, she was sitting in my spot anyway. Got treat, ran into her outside, past my bedtime. Fell asleep on couch. She came in and went to Mom’s bed, I stalked her and slept on the corner of the bed to make sure she didn’t steal anything in the middle of the night.

Day 2 (Saturday) Must have dozed, she sleeps way later than Mom. Got up and got a treat, went outside with her, she has these straws that make smoke. Came in and showed her my spot on the couch, she took the other end and we watched the big box for awhile. She calls me by my real name, not that ugly one Mom uses. She might be ok.
Later….Another one showed up!!! Back behind the couch, this one is loud.
Gave up and sat on couch with 1st human, watching loud one warily. They both go out back door and use smoke straws. Get close to loud one and maybe she’s ok too. Let her give me treats and pettins.
Bedtime-Sleep next to 1st one to watch loud one, don’t know about her. See them sleeping back to back and climb the mountain to lock them down so they can’t steal our stuff.
Day 3 (Sunday) Wake up late again. Humans stupid, they go out back door and walk over to sit at table with their smoke straws. I go spend some time with the loud one. She’s ok. She gives me treats before they both leave.
Finally! Some alone time. 10 mins later, wonder where they are? Why aren’t they back yet? Ok, calm down, they left stuff….Door? YAY! I mean, oh, I guess they’re back, let me hide. Sleeping on 1st one isn’t bad, she’s cuddly. Loud one left. Didn’t sleep well, 1st human kept moving around all night.

Day 4 (Monday)Human left early, put on different fur. Gave me treats and pettins but was gone for a long time. Came home and I wanted to sleep in her lap, she locked me downstairs and went to bed till later. All good after she came back down. I got more treats and pettins. Then bed she’s still cuddly.

Day 5 (Tuesday) Human left early again in long fur. Stayed gone a long time again, then came home later than usual and dragged something out of Mom’s upstairs room. She gave me the wrong treat and combed different fur for awhile on that thing she brought down, I wasn’t happy. Finally bedtime again. I was taking her money thing out of her pocket to go get myself some right treats, but she caught me and put them up. I’ll get it later.
Day 6 (Wednesday) Human leaving late in some of Mom’s fur, not sure what to make of that. Came back later in day and put on long fur again and left. Not acting right, but still ok. We go out garage door and blow smoke straws now, she finally learned.
Day 7 (Thursday) Human left in long fur again, early. She gives me treats before she leaves so I’m ok with that, she hasn’t been giving me as many as she did tho. I’d like more. Have to eat dog food now. She came home late and sat outside talking into her hand for a long time. We went to bed early.

Day 8 (Friday) Human slept in, then ANOTHER one showed up. Human left with that one and was gone for a long time again. Strange man human brought her home and she smelled different, I think she went to the vet. He wanted to be friends but I don’t know about all that. My human is moving slow and moving me around in her lap. I’m protecting her from the man-human, I won’t let him get too close. Finally The Loud One shows back up and man-human leaves. 1st human now has pillow keeping me away, still sleep on her legs.
Day 9 (Saturday) Human and Loud One get up early, Loud One cooked and yelled about Mom’s stove, I got some toast. Human is still not right. We watch the big box a lot, I sit on her lap. We go outside a lot. Loud One takes her away for awhile but they come back
Day 10 (Sunday) Human and Loud One get up early again and cook. Human sits around with me on her lap as long as I’m still. She puts her legs up, I try to bite loud one for getting too close when she tries to put Human’s legs down. She leaves, I’m a good dog. Man-human shows up again, this time with ANOTHER one. Geeeze. She’s ok. Still not sure about the man-human, but my Human seems to like him. I sit in her lap and get pettins while watching the others. They leave and that first strange human comes back and takes her away again. I’m tired of a parade of humans, I’m ready for Mom to come home.
Day 11 (Monday) Loud One is still here. She takes human away. I get some rest. They come back, Loud One leaves again, I sit on 1st Human’s lap, she’s missed me. We go out to blow smoke straws a few times, she walks around. I think it’s time for more treats and pettins.
Day 12 (Tuesday) Both humans left. 1st human came back groomed, her head fur is shorter than mine now. Loud one left and 1st human and I sat on the couch and watched the big box. She left and when she came back I wore my heart on my sleeve, I peed on her toes.
Day 13 (Wednesday) Loud one didn’t stay last night, it was nice to sleep in the middle of the bed without Darth Vadar stalking me all night. 1st human got up and left, came home and we sat on the couch watching the big box all day. I liked that.
Day 14 (Thursday) I was cuddling with my human this morning when that thing started making noise. She talked into her hand for a while and then left. Loud one stayed with me, she let me have a bite of her sandwich, warming up to her. 1st human came back and they both left, I dozed on the couch until they came back. 1st human was wobbly and loud one was louder than usual, she kept telling 1st human “No” and “Sit”. I didn’t know they talked to each other like that. Finally bedtime, wobbly one is snoring already.
Day 15 (Friday) Loud human left early, didn’t give me a treat first. Will make her pay for that later. My human sat on couch with me watching big box most of the day, then left, came back and left again. I have her trained on treat giving, she’s a good human. Both came back later with a big box of round food. I got a bite. Sat outside for a long time with smoke straws, went to bed early. Going to shred loud human’s papers by the bed, she will learn to treat me.
Day 16 (Saturday) Made sure the humans got up early by bouncing around on them. Went outside with smoke straws for a while and loud one left. Still no treat and now she’s calling me a worse name than Mom does. My human moved stuff around and started packing up some of her fur. I hope she’s not leaving, Mom isn’t back yet.
Day 16 (Later) My human left and the loud one brought her home even more wobbly than she was the other night. I think the loud one is a bad influence.
Day 17 (Sunday) My human got up early and had a smoke straw while I went outside and then we went back to bed, it’s the first day she’s slept really late, was kind of nice. She and the loud one cleaned floors and packed up a lot of my human’s stuff and took it away! I was afraid she wasn’t coming back but she did. She wasn’t wobbly but kept dropping stuff, I stayed close in case she dropped food.
Day 18 (Monday) My human got up early, had a smoke straw and put on long fur and left. I didn’t know what to do. The loud one was still here, finally went back to bed with her. I barked at everything to let her know there was stuff going on. She got scared. She left and my human came home, put on short fur and we hung outside for awhile. I was glad to see her, we watched the big box some till Loud One came back. She dropped food on the floor so I cleaned it all up. My human left for awhile but came back again, I was tired of the loud one.
Day 19 (Tuesday) Humans overslept, I let them. I was curled up behind my human’s legs and it was comfy. They took all the stuff off the bed and put it in the machine downstairs and started putting away some of their things. I think they’re getting ready to leave me. My human said Mom will be home tomorrow. Mom will have to let my human come back to play with me, I’m not so sure about the loud one tho.

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I have PMS and Dropsy

It really sucks. I left The Dive after I kicked Annie's ass and read a bit. Teared up when talking to a regular about her grandmother's demise, hate that. Cried all the way here. Not drunk, got home. Annie called, I dropped a beer on the floor. Shit. Got another, knocked it over, fucked up Ms. Sweet's computer at least for a bit, will take it apart tomorrow and make sure it's ok, but dammit. I'm a bit sad about leaving here actually. Little Shit and I have bonded, he looked sad when I took most of my clothes home today. I'll post his entire diary at some point, his Mom is gonna love that. She's in Dublin right now, Bitch, I'm jealous of that one.
Lucy is cooking so I should go see if she needs help. Later kids.

Bored

Ok, this sitting around shit has gotten old. I ran out of Scooby Doo movie so now I'm watching Mrs. Henderson Presents. Good movie but I've seen it several times, my love Judi is in it ya know. Lucy is out and about and I suppose I could call The Sitter or Annie and see what they're doing, but I think they may be getting tired of entertaining me lol. Ok, enough bitching for now. Here's my new haircut and my new best friend. I'll have to set up weekly play dates with his Mom once she gets home. I'm gonna miss him.

An Excerpt From The Dog's Diary

Day 14 (Thursday) I was cuddling with my human this morning when that thing started making noise. She talked into her hand for a while and then left. Loud one stayed with me, she let me have a bite of her sandwich, warming up to her. 1st human came back and they both left, I dozed on the couch until they came back. 1st human was wobbly and loud one was louder than usual, she kept telling 1st human “No” and “Sit”. I didn’t know they talked to each other like that. Finally bedtime, wobbly one is snoring already.

A Conversation

Lucy: So what did your Mom say?
Me: She was ranting about my Dr. Appt. "He wanted to see you Thursday, why are you not going till Friday?"
Lucy: Ok
Me: What? I'm taking care of business, she's treating me like I'm 12.
Lucy: Gives me a look.
Me: Just take me to the babysitter and shut up.

Lucy dropped me off at the babysitter....

After we saran wrapped my belly so I could actually have a shower. Shower = OMG GOOD. And she handed me the phone, in the shower, while I was naked, so I could talk to my Dad. We had a discussion about appropriate behavior after that.

Ms. Asshole was my babysitter today. Hubby being home was a bonus, but I only got put in timeout once so it was ok. She's the best babysitter ever, she bought me lunch and frozen custard, then we watched shitty tv and finally Mr. Asshole came home and suggested Star Trek (the newest movie which I hadn't seen) loved it. I'm going back tomorrow for that haircut I didn't manage to get today.

Annie kept texting me about work shit, finally told her to figure it out, sorry. Got to make an appt with Dr. tomorrow since he thinks he didn't fix me, according to the peanut gallery who was there while I was asleep. I'm thinking he did since I'm not hurting or sick anymore so we'll see where that goes.

Right now I've got Little Shit on my lap, watching TV and pretty ok with this. Oh yeah, The Dairy Queer chili cheese dog pretty much cleaned me out last night so one problem solved :)

Night kids.

Shit Happens, sometimes

Seems like forever. I'm not used to pain pills either so, woohoo! Even a little Darvocet will mess with me.

Holy Shit, I am skinny, even bloated. I guess Lucy has a point. If you still have retinas, sorry. I'm obviously still full of shit. It only hurts when I laugh. I think it's bedtime.

So....

I couldn't talk about being sick all week since Lucy didn't know about it, and neither did almost anyone else. It's too bad, I had some good stories. Now I can't remember most of them, but long story short, sick, not telling, finally had to tell, everyone showed up for the demise of my appendix, it's out.
Apparently it wasn't sick, just being strangled by my intestines since it took him 15 minutes to find it. I feel better than I have in a long time so this must have been going on for a bit. Now if I could just shit I'd really be a happy camper.

It's Our Last Night Together

I'm sorry we couldn't really eat the steak dinner. I know the beer was a bit of a bad idea also, but I wanted to leave you as we've always known each other. Well, sorta. It's been 45 years ::sniff::. I'll miss you appendix.

Now I just have to break it to Lucy..........

Shit on My Chest

His Mom calls him Little Shit instead of his name.



He wasn't happy that I was late getting home since I had errands to run, apparently gave him the wrong treat, and then I had the audacity to try to iron some clothes. This is make-up time.

I promise this blog is not going to the dogs. I think I've already jumped the shark so I'll try to refrain from taking this any further. Regular bitching and moaning will probably resume tomorrow since I do have other stories. Later kids.

Housesitting update

My new roomie was a bit unsure at first, but now he can't keep his paws off of me. It's hard to type with critter crawling all over you, and that's pretty much how it's been the last couple of days.
I'm kinda enjoying the peace and quiet over here. Got a couple more weeks of this too, not too bad.

I'm housesitting for this

It's a chore let me tell ya.

This is what happens

when The Princess finally hangs out with us again.


He spilled one all over all my shit so the bartender fixed him up. I love her.

I Feel Pretty

Oh So Pretty......... Ok, not so much.

Guy I officially met last night had the best line ever. He wanted to throw darts, told me "You're a good looking woman". I said thanks. He said "Oh, I know you're a lesbian, and that's ok with me." I quietly cracked up.
He went on to tell me he didn't care "Gay, Lesbian, Ordinary, I don't care."

I think he's Scottish, I'll have to ask next time I see him. Lucy already wants to kill him so I guess I should find out what continent he wants to be buried on.

Turtle!!!

Turtle survived, I hope. Found it in the street this morning, put it in neighbor's yard so maybe it'll find the ditch again. It wasn't to be seen when I came home. I'm a sucker for animals.

I had that ugly breakdown earlier. Talking to a wall is always good for everyone. FUck.

Good thing I'm going to housesit for a while.
Damn draggin clothes, mumblemumblemumble

2 pairs of khakis and drawers will work right?

I should sleep, I seem to be lacking a bit of that.

All Zen

This means I'll kill somebody before long.

Sorry, this is my therapy since that never really worked for me.

I think I hit the point where I really don't give a shit anymore. Last time that happened it wasn't pretty.

I think I'll be late to work and get my hair did. And go all out on the buzzcut since Babysis said she'd go bald for Sadie too. I'll be halfway there.

Sadie is the child I talked about. She started chemo today. That's fucked up.

Too much shit in my head, probably caught in all that hair...

Dinner and Stuff

I cut some okra at Mom's Saturday, finally got around to cooking it tonight. Crock potted some chicken last night, had a flatbread foldover for lunch and a sandwich, okra and a fresh tomato for dinner. Good stuff.
My stomach is not happy, I've had several of those "Dude, you need to throw up" pains today and I'm not sure why. It's not the chicken, Annie has been eating that too, so maybe I'm being sued for abuse. Dunno.

Last night I pulled a turtle out of Betty's mouth, she was walking around with it. Dammit, gave it to Annie, haven't seen it since, couldn't bring myself to look for it this morning in case it didn't make it. Still not sure where the hell it came from, but since it rained the backyard is a jungle. I'll tackle that tomorrow.

Boys are in town so I need to put my ass in bed and make sure I have something to wear tomorrow. Way too much going on at work right now so I'm likely to get fired before long. I'm useless.

Going to sleep, probably way too long since that has become my habit.
Later kids.

Change of Plan

Spawn's ballgame got cancelled due to a flood dammit. So we threw some darts, then went to his house to spend the night where I entertained myself with this.

Frankenstein

Besides the fact that I need a haircut badly, I'm doing a bit of Bride of Frankenstein these days. I have a matching stripe on the other side.


I'll be showing up in bumfuct, Al tomorrow for Spawn's T-ball game nappy headed and probably sporting a ballcap on top of my nappy head. I'll instantly be branded a witch. I love it.

Sleeping in your office

First off, it's YOUR office, who do they think they are?

Oh yeah, Bosses.

Be turned away from your desk working on another computer so when you open your eyes to see the Sales asshole standing there, you stretch, yawn, and say "Meditation Over".

Sleeping at desk, always have glasses on, reading material on keyboard since your head is likely to droop, and door closed so they at least knock so you can look studious.

Full out passed out in your chair with head back and drool forming? Yeah, gonna get fired.

I haven't hit the last one yet, but Dude, I'm on my way.