I was in a cranky mood when i got home yesterday. After work I had picked up my Aunt Mel and gone to look into us both getting glasses. A store nearby was offering two pairs for 69.99, 99.99 for her bifocals. Turns out my vision is too terribly bad for that deal. You see, I require the thinnest lens possible because if they put my prescription into a regular plastic lens it would give me that bug eyed effect...you know the one...where my eyes would look like they are on the other side of a fish tank....scary.
So I opted to not get glasses right now...part of me is still determined to wear contacts fulltime...(though I'm not sure how I'll wing that even after allergy season because my eyes stay so tired all the time)...Well the interstate to get home was a parking lot so I took a scenic detour. I cut through lots of peanuts, soybeans, cotton, and corn....through historic Downtown Smithfield (Home to Gwaltney and Smithfield Sausage, bacon, pork products in general), down windy roads passing peacocks and road kill....
I had asked Jen to come out and stay the night and had planned on making tacos...yeah...that didn't pan out...I stopped and picked up pizza on the way home instead...I didn't get home until 8. Blah. I walk in to one of the most horrid smells imaginable, grandma was making Watermelon Rind Preserves....ugh...didn't even sound appealing (she normally makes Rind Pickle, but I don't eat that either)....I grab a bite to eat, go up to get things semi ready for bed and go help grandma get ready to go to bed. Jen got lil man ready for bed while all of this was happening.
We hit a new level in our relationship sense I have actually thrown up in front of her...something I make a habit of not doing to most people. It's odd that she didn't lose her cookies when normally just someone sounding like they are going to vomit, in real life or a movie sends her well on her way to puking herself.... I didn't feel good. I've been eating the same as normal, but here lately whether it's nerves or what I'm not sure, I get sick in the evenings. I hate throwing up. Anyway, it happened again last night.
I shower and get ready for bed myself and crash after about fifteen minutes talking with Jen. Lil man started out on a mattress on the floor, with Jen and myself in the bed. I woke up this morning at two am with the feet of a five year old diggin in my back and NO COVERS ON...he had somehow managed to wrap himself up in such a way that I couldn't get them untangled. It was freezing but I was tired...so I fell back asleep. At four oclock I woke back up not able to handle the cold anymore at the same time I rolled over (forgetting about the five year old clinging to my side) on top of him...he sat up with a WTF dazed and confused look, rolled over and went back to sleep. It was enough to get the covers free, though I didn't do it intentionally. The alarm clock light lit the room up enough that I could tell Jen was missing. What the hell, where is she at.
I sat up enough to see the opposite side of the bed and her knocked out cold where Lil man had originally started the evening....I went back to sleep. The alarm went off with absolutely no movement from the other two...I got up and moseyed about my day. Mom was in the kitchen frying bacon...freakishly cheerful for the early morning... (she doesn't stay the night anymore but does come over to help Gma get up and moving in the morning since I have to work)....
Then off to work I went....I wanted to call out so bad this morning. I'm sooooo tired. I have a group meeting tonight so I know that I won't be able to get to bed before 12:30 ugh... plus I still have two midterms to do...in addition to all my other work for the week. It's not looking like Friday is going to be an early day either....so I just wait for Saturday and sleeping in...and go from there.
I'm drinking a lo-carb monster this morning (nursing it really)...so far it's not helping. It would be better with some vodka in it. A 50/50 pour....good stuff.
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Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Good news...sort of
So Gma went to the doctor yesterday is she is allowed to put weight on her leg as she feels she's ready. She is also able to drive again (scary) as soon as she feels ready, but will have to practice in a parking lot or something prior to hitting the road. Honestly, I don't know of anyone that is going to volunteer for this because she was scary behind the wheel even before her fall this past April...I just don't see myself being an eager beaver in this scenario.
This news translates into no one having to stay the night with her anymore. She still needs help changing her clothes, but she's got to the point where she is walking with her walker in the evenings to bed and setting things up so all she has to do is walk to the bathroom first thing, handle her business and then she gets in the shower (where she has a shower chair) and can manage until someone helps her with her clothes.
Mom had planned on coming over last night to help her to bed, but she is busy as hell packing and trying to get all my dad's shit together so he can "play army" and leave for Kosovo at the end of the week. I told Gma that I'd be able to help her, but that I had wanted to be in bed by the nine to nine thirty mark because it was the one day I had this week where I'd actually be able to do that. So nine twenty five rolls around and she's in bed...I'm flipping the light off when her cell phone rings. FUCK. I continue with what I was doing and let the dog back in so that I can be in bed by my planned time for a change.
My cellphone rings shortly after and Gma tells me that George (my jackass deacon uncle who has his own concept of time) has decided that because he's going to his daughter's house (this bitchy spoiled chick) in South Carolina in the morning and will be there for a week he needed to cut the grass tonight. Gma actually agreed which pissed me off. She tells me that if it gets too loud and distracting to just put the covers over my head....REALLY LADY, REALLY?
It's nine forty five by this point, I send Jen the last text of the night, urging her to get some sleep for a change too when I hear it. THE LAWNMOWER--one of those industrial grade landscaping deals (because he couldnt just buy a simple John Deere)...he wanted one that sounds like it has a jet engine apparently. I dose off for a few minutes while he cut the opposite side of the house.
10:08 pm I hear the house phone ring, ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS...(I'm sorry, I'm old school and don't believe in calling anyone after nine o'clock at night...you never know what they're doing)...I never answer Gma's phone because no one I know even has the number, I know it's not for me....(unless it's XM radio trying to get me to come back...they found the number via my address I suppose, because I don't even have Gma's number listed on my car loan application where they got my original information...I'm strictly a cell phone person and hell of my 450 anytime minutes, I might use 13 in a given month...) But I digress....
I close my eyes after tossing and turning a few times to fall asleep again, only to be woke up by the loud jet propelled lawn mower under my window...I get up, stomp over the light switch, flip it on....along with every other light I possibly can on my way to the bathroom....Pee since I was up anyway, stomp back to bed after turning lights off and try it one more time, cussing my uncle the most creative ways I possibly can. He's such a fuckhead with no concept of mowing etiquette. I wanted him to know I was up thats why I flipped on all the lights and did everything short of opening the blinds, tossing out the screen as I opened the window to hang out of it flipping him off and yelling obscenities into the night.
I mean just because they put lights on the front end of lawnmowers doesn't mean you HAVE to use them. Why is this such a hard concept to grasp? It's like just because my car comes with a lighter...I'm not required to use it. It's decoration. Ten Forty eight... and still awake....
Why do I even fucking try. The alarm goes off at five forty five, I get out of bed at six fifteen, grumpy, eyes swollen, and the thought of calling in in my mind....I officially do not like my uncle. (this time for a legitimate reason...--before the reason just included that he talked to fucking much, was annoying, has it in his head I'm going to hell for being gay, avoids touching his own brother...not my dad but my other uncle who is gay as if he's scared my uncle is contagious...) Most days I see him talking and I'm not listening...I'm looking through him and wishing I hadn't gotten rid of that 18" double ended dildo that was like a coke can in girth, lol....(it was scary) but made an excellent prop for when drinking at parties. I'd pull it out and if someone was annoying me I'd smack them in the face with it....I should invest in another one....hell seeing his face as he got smacked by a translucent hot pink monster cock would definitely be worth the investment. And if I'm going to hell anyway....why not.... haha.
On the upside...the grass is cut so I don't have to worry about not seeing a snake coming after me in the tall grass....I'M STILL PISSED HOWEVER.
This news translates into no one having to stay the night with her anymore. She still needs help changing her clothes, but she's got to the point where she is walking with her walker in the evenings to bed and setting things up so all she has to do is walk to the bathroom first thing, handle her business and then she gets in the shower (where she has a shower chair) and can manage until someone helps her with her clothes.
Mom had planned on coming over last night to help her to bed, but she is busy as hell packing and trying to get all my dad's shit together so he can "play army" and leave for Kosovo at the end of the week. I told Gma that I'd be able to help her, but that I had wanted to be in bed by the nine to nine thirty mark because it was the one day I had this week where I'd actually be able to do that. So nine twenty five rolls around and she's in bed...I'm flipping the light off when her cell phone rings. FUCK. I continue with what I was doing and let the dog back in so that I can be in bed by my planned time for a change.
My cellphone rings shortly after and Gma tells me that George (my jackass deacon uncle who has his own concept of time) has decided that because he's going to his daughter's house (this bitchy spoiled chick) in South Carolina in the morning and will be there for a week he needed to cut the grass tonight. Gma actually agreed which pissed me off. She tells me that if it gets too loud and distracting to just put the covers over my head....REALLY LADY, REALLY?
It's nine forty five by this point, I send Jen the last text of the night, urging her to get some sleep for a change too when I hear it. THE LAWNMOWER--one of those industrial grade landscaping deals (because he couldnt just buy a simple John Deere)...he wanted one that sounds like it has a jet engine apparently. I dose off for a few minutes while he cut the opposite side of the house.
10:08 pm I hear the house phone ring, ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS...(I'm sorry, I'm old school and don't believe in calling anyone after nine o'clock at night...you never know what they're doing)...I never answer Gma's phone because no one I know even has the number, I know it's not for me....(unless it's XM radio trying to get me to come back...they found the number via my address I suppose, because I don't even have Gma's number listed on my car loan application where they got my original information...I'm strictly a cell phone person and hell of my 450 anytime minutes, I might use 13 in a given month...) But I digress....
I close my eyes after tossing and turning a few times to fall asleep again, only to be woke up by the loud jet propelled lawn mower under my window...I get up, stomp over the light switch, flip it on....along with every other light I possibly can on my way to the bathroom....Pee since I was up anyway, stomp back to bed after turning lights off and try it one more time, cussing my uncle the most creative ways I possibly can. He's such a fuckhead with no concept of mowing etiquette. I wanted him to know I was up thats why I flipped on all the lights and did everything short of opening the blinds, tossing out the screen as I opened the window to hang out of it flipping him off and yelling obscenities into the night.
I mean just because they put lights on the front end of lawnmowers doesn't mean you HAVE to use them. Why is this such a hard concept to grasp? It's like just because my car comes with a lighter...I'm not required to use it. It's decoration. Ten Forty eight... and still awake....
Why do I even fucking try. The alarm goes off at five forty five, I get out of bed at six fifteen, grumpy, eyes swollen, and the thought of calling in in my mind....I officially do not like my uncle. (this time for a legitimate reason...--before the reason just included that he talked to fucking much, was annoying, has it in his head I'm going to hell for being gay, avoids touching his own brother...not my dad but my other uncle who is gay as if he's scared my uncle is contagious...) Most days I see him talking and I'm not listening...I'm looking through him and wishing I hadn't gotten rid of that 18" double ended dildo that was like a coke can in girth, lol....(it was scary) but made an excellent prop for when drinking at parties. I'd pull it out and if someone was annoying me I'd smack them in the face with it....I should invest in another one....hell seeing his face as he got smacked by a translucent hot pink monster cock would definitely be worth the investment. And if I'm going to hell anyway....why not.... haha.
On the upside...the grass is cut so I don't have to worry about not seeing a snake coming after me in the tall grass....I'M STILL PISSED HOWEVER.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Call of the wild
I came home from work today and felt fairly decent. My boss had come to drop off the checks from the main office and I had a talk with her. She vented about things that were weighing on her...apologized and said, you know I don't know why I'm talking about all this right now...I'm like it's all good you needed to get it off your chest.
I told her I needed to "care" front her (it's my company's version of a confrontation, only in the gayest form imaginable.) So I mockingly tell her, "I need to CAREfront you." She openly says okay and braces herself. I tell her that since she moved to the main office she's started only speaking in company jargon. I told her that it kind of bothered me that I used to be able to vent to her my work concerns, get feedback and move on...lately it's been I vent my concerns and ask questions and get the cold, company issued jargon...not her mentoring, or her insight which I preferred.
She told me she appreciated me coming to her with this and admitted to self checking herself on the same topic...she didn't realize how much she used the company "buzz words"... we finished the talk, laughed, and moved on. Very cool--she told me a great deal that was going with her and I did the same. It's cool that I can talk to my boss. It's cool that she too is super gay (she has one of the best relationships I've ever been witness to and is always talking about how awesome her girlfriend is)...she's kind of my mentor in a lot of areas in general. I've learned a lot from her in the last almost year. But I digress.
I get home and go upstairs to snag a quick nap before my brothers birthday dinner. My sister wakes me up with a "surprise"...she was excited about what she and mom had found for me as a motivational gift, lol. I open it to find a lil purple hippo (I love hippos) holding a sign that says, "It's hard to be optimistic when even your "fat" pants are tight." LOL. This made me laugh. I thanked her and shut my eyes and tried the nap thing again. I woke up way later than intended. I thought everyone was going to be downstairs about 5:30 to eat dinner....It's almost 7:30 and no noise downstairs. Well dinner was canceled because my bro got called into work....mom and dad had gone off for some meeting....it was just me and grandma. I went and picked up dinner and ate with her....then back upstairs to work on homework.
Finished homework for the evening feeling confident of my contribution to the group project...back downstairs I go. Mom and dad are back. I go out on the deck to talk to mom, she needed to vent because grandma is stressing her out. I go inside and help grandma to bed (which I had told her I'd do prior to me knowing that mom was on the verge of smothering grandma in her sleep). With grandma in bed...back up the stairs for some me time.
I have a little bit extra time tonight since I snuck a nap earlier. I remember that my Netflix movies came in...Yay. What surprises are in stock for me this time? Last Chance Harvey....nah...Transporter 3....nah, not tonight....Girl Play OH YEAH....I put it in and realize that I've seen it before but I LOVE IT. It's a movie from 2004 that stars Dom DeLuise, Lacie Harmon, and Robin Greenspan and is just good stuff. I love Netflix because of their large Gay and Lesbian selection.
Some of my all time favorites from this genre include: Girl Play, Tipping the Velvet, Better than Chocolate, among many many others. Oh and Latter Days...for sure.
Anyway...things will start working out in whatever way they are meant to. One thing that I was able to voice to my boss today was something that she too was experiencing. It's where the smallest things are setting her/me off for no reason because we have so much stuff on our minds that we lash out over dumb shit. Wow, yeah I can relate.
But that's not the whole issue. Just because I'm stressed, tired, or whatever, doesn't meant that the things that I'm venting, or sharing, or lashing out about are because I am (insert adjective here)... I'm fed the fuck up with a lot of things and I'm tired of it being my fault when I do finally say them. I dunno, I'm sure that's grounds for another blog.
For now...I'm still angry, filled with angst, worried, overwhelmed, tired, fed the fuck up, irritated, empty, and just not ready to hash shit out or give a damn about much of anything. Most of all I don't want to spend the time I have trying to analyze and seek to understand, be accused of being the issue or even part of the problem, I'm not ready for that. I want to just not even acknowledge a lot of shit right now. I want things to be about me and how I feel as an individual. I want to really be heard. People listen, but am I actually heard.
I want to go out back and just yell into the darkness. I want to make the ears of all wilderness perk up and tilt their little heads. I want to be heard, but I'll be damn if I'm really ready to talk. Nope...definitely not ready.
Tired of it all...and still just not giving a shit right now.
A line from this movie just hit close to home. You see, people see forever in different terms. For me (like in the movie) "I can see forever,....minute by minute." I'm not the type of person that sees forever in the same way as the next person, it doesn't mean that I don't look into the future. It doesn't make me a bad person for looking at the future day to day, minute by minute, or even month to month. My way isn't necessarily the wrong way. Yep,, love this movie, give it four stars, two thumbs up and recommend it....
I told her I needed to "care" front her (it's my company's version of a confrontation, only in the gayest form imaginable.) So I mockingly tell her, "I need to CAREfront you." She openly says okay and braces herself. I tell her that since she moved to the main office she's started only speaking in company jargon. I told her that it kind of bothered me that I used to be able to vent to her my work concerns, get feedback and move on...lately it's been I vent my concerns and ask questions and get the cold, company issued jargon...not her mentoring, or her insight which I preferred.
She told me she appreciated me coming to her with this and admitted to self checking herself on the same topic...she didn't realize how much she used the company "buzz words"... we finished the talk, laughed, and moved on. Very cool--she told me a great deal that was going with her and I did the same. It's cool that I can talk to my boss. It's cool that she too is super gay (she has one of the best relationships I've ever been witness to and is always talking about how awesome her girlfriend is)...she's kind of my mentor in a lot of areas in general. I've learned a lot from her in the last almost year. But I digress.
I get home and go upstairs to snag a quick nap before my brothers birthday dinner. My sister wakes me up with a "surprise"...she was excited about what she and mom had found for me as a motivational gift, lol. I open it to find a lil purple hippo (I love hippos) holding a sign that says, "It's hard to be optimistic when even your "fat" pants are tight." LOL. This made me laugh. I thanked her and shut my eyes and tried the nap thing again. I woke up way later than intended. I thought everyone was going to be downstairs about 5:30 to eat dinner....It's almost 7:30 and no noise downstairs. Well dinner was canceled because my bro got called into work....mom and dad had gone off for some meeting....it was just me and grandma. I went and picked up dinner and ate with her....then back upstairs to work on homework.
Finished homework for the evening feeling confident of my contribution to the group project...back downstairs I go. Mom and dad are back. I go out on the deck to talk to mom, she needed to vent because grandma is stressing her out. I go inside and help grandma to bed (which I had told her I'd do prior to me knowing that mom was on the verge of smothering grandma in her sleep). With grandma in bed...back up the stairs for some me time.
I have a little bit extra time tonight since I snuck a nap earlier. I remember that my Netflix movies came in...Yay. What surprises are in stock for me this time? Last Chance Harvey....nah...Transporter 3....nah, not tonight....Girl Play OH YEAH....I put it in and realize that I've seen it before but I LOVE IT. It's a movie from 2004 that stars Dom DeLuise, Lacie Harmon, and Robin Greenspan and is just good stuff. I love Netflix because of their large Gay and Lesbian selection.
Some of my all time favorites from this genre include: Girl Play, Tipping the Velvet, Better than Chocolate, among many many others. Oh and Latter Days...for sure.
Anyway...things will start working out in whatever way they are meant to. One thing that I was able to voice to my boss today was something that she too was experiencing. It's where the smallest things are setting her/me off for no reason because we have so much stuff on our minds that we lash out over dumb shit. Wow, yeah I can relate.
But that's not the whole issue. Just because I'm stressed, tired, or whatever, doesn't meant that the things that I'm venting, or sharing, or lashing out about are because I am (insert adjective here)... I'm fed the fuck up with a lot of things and I'm tired of it being my fault when I do finally say them. I dunno, I'm sure that's grounds for another blog.
For now...I'm still angry, filled with angst, worried, overwhelmed, tired, fed the fuck up, irritated, empty, and just not ready to hash shit out or give a damn about much of anything. Most of all I don't want to spend the time I have trying to analyze and seek to understand, be accused of being the issue or even part of the problem, I'm not ready for that. I want to just not even acknowledge a lot of shit right now. I want things to be about me and how I feel as an individual. I want to really be heard. People listen, but am I actually heard.
I want to go out back and just yell into the darkness. I want to make the ears of all wilderness perk up and tilt their little heads. I want to be heard, but I'll be damn if I'm really ready to talk. Nope...definitely not ready.
Tired of it all...and still just not giving a shit right now.
A line from this movie just hit close to home. You see, people see forever in different terms. For me (like in the movie) "I can see forever,....minute by minute." I'm not the type of person that sees forever in the same way as the next person, it doesn't mean that I don't look into the future. It doesn't make me a bad person for looking at the future day to day, minute by minute, or even month to month. My way isn't necessarily the wrong way. Yep,, love this movie, give it four stars, two thumbs up and recommend it....
Friday, July 17, 2009
So tired
So I'm tired as hell this morning and my eye allergies are kicking my butt, but it's all worth it. You see, lil man was fast asleep when Jen got to my house after work. I was draggin' ass, but was determined to be awake when she got there...Fresh out of the shower, pjs on, caught my second wind and as one of my favorite bloggers Real Live Lesbian says, "and one thing led to another."
Downside is I didn't make fall asleep until well into the morning hours and then had one of those nights where I was paranoid I was going to oversleep because of how tired I was that I woke up a few times during the evening. I remember Pepper coming upstairs this morning and me trying to make her lay down and go to sleep (but Earl was downstairs so she was already in play mode...it's so much easier when she's a lazy let me sleep in kind of puppy, lol) she climbed across me despite my efforts to get her to chill out, stood her big ass on jen...I heard Jen holler, Ugh...get off of me Pepper (40 pounds of pressure from just two front paws is killer)....Jen pushed her down and Pepper happily nestled in the middle of Jen and I where there was very little room to begin with, but she was happy for the next few minutes and I drifted back to sleep.
My mom called my phone to make sure I was up, I said yeah but wasn't--it's a good thing she called though because I had somehow turned off my alarm and would have overslept...so I set another alarm, grabbed about five more minutes and then got motivated and out of bed. Both Jen and Lil man were still asleep when I left and I had a tinge of jealousy roll through my veins...Now its work time and my eyelids are heavy and I just keep thinking...hell I'll take a short check this week, just let me go home so i can grab a nap before I hang out with lil man and have more homework to do.
I'm so tired, but when one thing leads to another...sometimes you just gotta deal with the repercussions the next day. Happy Freaking Friday.
Downside is I didn't make fall asleep until well into the morning hours and then had one of those nights where I was paranoid I was going to oversleep because of how tired I was that I woke up a few times during the evening. I remember Pepper coming upstairs this morning and me trying to make her lay down and go to sleep (but Earl was downstairs so she was already in play mode...it's so much easier when she's a lazy let me sleep in kind of puppy, lol) she climbed across me despite my efforts to get her to chill out, stood her big ass on jen...I heard Jen holler, Ugh...get off of me Pepper (40 pounds of pressure from just two front paws is killer)....Jen pushed her down and Pepper happily nestled in the middle of Jen and I where there was very little room to begin with, but she was happy for the next few minutes and I drifted back to sleep.
My mom called my phone to make sure I was up, I said yeah but wasn't--it's a good thing she called though because I had somehow turned off my alarm and would have overslept...so I set another alarm, grabbed about five more minutes and then got motivated and out of bed. Both Jen and Lil man were still asleep when I left and I had a tinge of jealousy roll through my veins...Now its work time and my eyelids are heavy and I just keep thinking...hell I'll take a short check this week, just let me go home so i can grab a nap before I hang out with lil man and have more homework to do.
I'm so tired, but when one thing leads to another...sometimes you just gotta deal with the repercussions the next day. Happy Freaking Friday.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Gummy Bears
Let me start by saying that the title of this blog has absofuckinglutely nothing to do with the actual blog...DON'T JUDGE ME. lol. I survived work today so that's a plus I suppose. My boss came down to bring the paychecks and I had a couple of questions for her. Her response sort of bothered me because I'm not sure if it was my delivery or if she just thinks I'm the overreacting type in general because she told me not to crisis manage, but just manage it. I had to stop and be like what part of what i just said indicated that I thought this was a crisis. I dunno.
I like how laid back she is and the fact that she too is a lesbo...but sometimes it's frustrating because I don't always know if I'm doing a good job. Sometimes you just want that reassurance that says hey Tommy you are really doing great or hey Tommy, you should work on (fill in the blank)...That's not to say that me still having a job isn't technically enough to indicate I'm doing okay, I'll be there a year in August, but sometimes it's frustrating is all. Monday and Tuesday is my Train the Trainer course where I'll be certified to train folks on equipment...yeah...stoked.
In talking to Jen today I realized something. Well first of all the chick that watches her kid is a fucking greedy bitch. I asked her what she was doing with lil man while she was at work (Jen and lil man made it back from Colorado yesterday, a day late because their flight was cancelled--but they'd already stopped by last night at lil man's request of course because i'm his lego playing buddy, ha)...she told me she was taking him to "the bitches" (my words, not hers) house (she might be a lovely girl, but everytime I've had to deal with her and even the time I tried to have a beer with Jen and this girl and some other folks I wanted to gouge her eyeballs out with a butter knife...but I digress) tonight, tomorrow, and on Saturday while she worked because the sitter isn't available until Monday and then he'll start going their again during the week.
The kicker is that this person charges Jen like 30 bucks a pop. RIDICULOUS. It was going to cost her 90 dollars for three days (not even long days) with this girl, plus 75 for the week at the sitter...she told me she didn't want to ask me because she knew I had homework, but I volunteered. I had her bring him to me at work and I watched him this evening....kept him amused, fed him, put him in the shower, read to him, watched more Spongebob than any adult should ever be subjected to, and put him to bed (Gold star for me, lol--kidding) In the midst of all that I attempted to do homework and really almost screamed when I spent an hour and half on one response and the webpage timed out causing my answer to be lost and forcing me to start from scratch. But alas, homework for one class done. Tomorrow I'm going to have to do at least one because the deadline is like 11 in the evening...but anyway...
I'm going to have lil man tomorrow night, as well as saturday, and then Sunday, if the weather holds up and I'm still alive I think the zoo is in our future--along with Jen who will be off of work. (She got hit by one of her employees tonight at work, so I'm sure their will be a blog about that soon--freakin' ghetto fabulous dykes are out of control sometimes...apparently there was someone cheating on someone and yeah I dunno...) Luckily Jen is okay.
I just have to make it through work tomorrow and everything will be just fine...I'm stalling right now because Jen probably won't get off for another thirty minutes and I'm scared that if I'm asleep that she won't try and wake me up for some good ol fashioned lesbian lovin' lol. Hell, I'll be tired and drag ass tomorrow, I don't care...I need to make that dream I had earlier a reality...
While in Colorado Jens mom took her perfume. She usually wears Hugo woman, but her mom liked it...so today when I hugged her before she left for work (after dropping off lil man) I noticed a new smell. It was Gucci something (sounded expensive but smelled decent...I'm not sure yet if it's a fave of mine or not yet...but time will tell) The real test is how it will smell mixed with her work smells...lol...she manages a movie theatre you see...so you never know how you feel about a perfume until your girl gets home and puts her arms around you and the perfume is faint, overpowered by the smell of buttered popcorn...ugh...lol...but sometimes your in the mood for a buttery salty snack...
That reminds me I need a new perfume. I dropped my favorite one and it doesnt spray right anymore...Victoria Secret's Dream Angels Divine....I also wear Ralph Lauren Romance and Guess Silver... I kind of want to stick with Divine but add something new...I've been on a weird kick lately and am using Crew hair gel, the guy stuff that smells awesome and men's deodorant (just because it works better than the girlie shit...)...hell maybe I'll start wearing cologne...yeah probably not but I'm not limiting myself on this one.
Okay...shower, hopefully sex, sleep, repeat tomorrow...
I like how laid back she is and the fact that she too is a lesbo...but sometimes it's frustrating because I don't always know if I'm doing a good job. Sometimes you just want that reassurance that says hey Tommy you are really doing great or hey Tommy, you should work on (fill in the blank)...That's not to say that me still having a job isn't technically enough to indicate I'm doing okay, I'll be there a year in August, but sometimes it's frustrating is all. Monday and Tuesday is my Train the Trainer course where I'll be certified to train folks on equipment...yeah...stoked.
In talking to Jen today I realized something. Well first of all the chick that watches her kid is a fucking greedy bitch. I asked her what she was doing with lil man while she was at work (Jen and lil man made it back from Colorado yesterday, a day late because their flight was cancelled--but they'd already stopped by last night at lil man's request of course because i'm his lego playing buddy, ha)...she told me she was taking him to "the bitches" (my words, not hers) house (she might be a lovely girl, but everytime I've had to deal with her and even the time I tried to have a beer with Jen and this girl and some other folks I wanted to gouge her eyeballs out with a butter knife...but I digress) tonight, tomorrow, and on Saturday while she worked because the sitter isn't available until Monday and then he'll start going their again during the week.
The kicker is that this person charges Jen like 30 bucks a pop. RIDICULOUS. It was going to cost her 90 dollars for three days (not even long days) with this girl, plus 75 for the week at the sitter...she told me she didn't want to ask me because she knew I had homework, but I volunteered. I had her bring him to me at work and I watched him this evening....kept him amused, fed him, put him in the shower, read to him, watched more Spongebob than any adult should ever be subjected to, and put him to bed (Gold star for me, lol--kidding) In the midst of all that I attempted to do homework and really almost screamed when I spent an hour and half on one response and the webpage timed out causing my answer to be lost and forcing me to start from scratch. But alas, homework for one class done. Tomorrow I'm going to have to do at least one because the deadline is like 11 in the evening...but anyway...
I'm going to have lil man tomorrow night, as well as saturday, and then Sunday, if the weather holds up and I'm still alive I think the zoo is in our future--along with Jen who will be off of work. (She got hit by one of her employees tonight at work, so I'm sure their will be a blog about that soon--freakin' ghetto fabulous dykes are out of control sometimes...apparently there was someone cheating on someone and yeah I dunno...) Luckily Jen is okay.
I just have to make it through work tomorrow and everything will be just fine...I'm stalling right now because Jen probably won't get off for another thirty minutes and I'm scared that if I'm asleep that she won't try and wake me up for some good ol fashioned lesbian lovin' lol. Hell, I'll be tired and drag ass tomorrow, I don't care...I need to make that dream I had earlier a reality...
While in Colorado Jens mom took her perfume. She usually wears Hugo woman, but her mom liked it...so today when I hugged her before she left for work (after dropping off lil man) I noticed a new smell. It was Gucci something (sounded expensive but smelled decent...I'm not sure yet if it's a fave of mine or not yet...but time will tell) The real test is how it will smell mixed with her work smells...lol...she manages a movie theatre you see...so you never know how you feel about a perfume until your girl gets home and puts her arms around you and the perfume is faint, overpowered by the smell of buttered popcorn...ugh...lol...but sometimes your in the mood for a buttery salty snack...
That reminds me I need a new perfume. I dropped my favorite one and it doesnt spray right anymore...Victoria Secret's Dream Angels Divine....I also wear Ralph Lauren Romance and Guess Silver... I kind of want to stick with Divine but add something new...I've been on a weird kick lately and am using Crew hair gel, the guy stuff that smells awesome and men's deodorant (just because it works better than the girlie shit...)...hell maybe I'll start wearing cologne...yeah probably not but I'm not limiting myself on this one.
Okay...shower, hopefully sex, sleep, repeat tomorrow...
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
jealous
I'm so jealous of Jen right now. I had to leave and come to work this morning--overly tired, drained, sinus issues, and all....while she laid there, curled up in the comforter next to Pepper Puppy...kind of bums me out.
I want to get paid to sleep, lol. No really I'm not even kidding. I took a Sudafed before work so that I could breathe without snot running everywhere and the sneezing and what not taking over my day....now I'm just even more tired. Dammit.
I want to go to bed and curl up in the down comforter and just disappear for a few days.
I am going to go to sleep when I get off work. I'm going to start with a nap and let my sister use my computer while doing that so she will have peace and quiet (away from moms house where all the fam is plus some out of town fam as well) and then I'm going to wake up, take some more sinus medicine and go to sleep for the night. I'm so not kidding, I have no intentions of doing anything other than sleeping and being a lazy bum today. I even told grandma I probably wouldnt be by to see her today....
I feel like tired ass. Lol. Is it four o'clock yet?
I want to get paid to sleep, lol. No really I'm not even kidding. I took a Sudafed before work so that I could breathe without snot running everywhere and the sneezing and what not taking over my day....now I'm just even more tired. Dammit.
I want to go to bed and curl up in the down comforter and just disappear for a few days.
I am going to go to sleep when I get off work. I'm going to start with a nap and let my sister use my computer while doing that so she will have peace and quiet (away from moms house where all the fam is plus some out of town fam as well) and then I'm going to wake up, take some more sinus medicine and go to sleep for the night. I'm so not kidding, I have no intentions of doing anything other than sleeping and being a lazy bum today. I even told grandma I probably wouldnt be by to see her today....
I feel like tired ass. Lol. Is it four o'clock yet?
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