6 posts tagged “bowl”

one of those people who are uber scary looking in the morning.
I mean, I'm not going to win beauty contests or anything but for the most part I pretty much look normal.
Shaz... is not like that.  Shaz wears a lot of make up and does crazy shit to her hair so when she wakes up she's kind of scary looking.  Make up is smeared everywhere.  Big eye makeup circles and hair all crazy.*
Today, I looked like Shaz. 
Before I went out last night I did my make up, my theory was that if I wore a lot of dark eye make up it would help draw attention from the dark bags under my eyes.  Not sure if it worked or not but that's neither here nor there. 
I was exhausted last night, I think I was more tired than drunk actually and did not remove the make up before I went to bed. 
When I went into the bathroom this morning I actually gasped a bit.  I looked like I had been in a fight, both eyes were black with bits of purple, my hair was a fright but yet I had on the prettiest shiny HUGE earrings.

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Yes.  I admit.  I did all of this just to have an excuse to show off my earrings.  They're pretty!!!!

I lost my fucking lighter!!.  I stole it from the airport.  (Someone left it on a bench or something probably cause they were going through security.)  I had a shit ton of lighters and they all seem to be slowly disappearing.  I grabbed this one and I was going to stick it with my bowl that way I can stop smoking with matches but the fucking thing is missing.
I think I might have picked it up and moved it when Little T was sleeping in here and now I just can't remember where the fuck I put it.

Okay, I'm getting distracted.

*I'm not picking on Shaz here... She knows she's "un-composed" in the morning... I'm just using her as an example.

Nathan's still not talking to me.
We got in a fight the other night and I haven't heard from him since.
I thought it might be one of those drunken fights that we quite often have when he says mean things but doesn't exactly remember it. 
We both said mean-ish things though. 

Oh well... I have a feeling I might be cutting my nose off to spite my face but I'm not going to call him.   
(At least not  yet.)

I really wish I didn't have kid care today.  I totally wanna go crawl into bed and hide from the world.  Or at least smoke a big fat bowl.

Ps.  Little T has the CUTEST LAUGH EVER!!!  It's like a mix of a baby's laugh and a hiccup.  It's fucking adorable.

Disclaimer: My vagina is not happy.  I'm stoned.  Lets use some deductive reasoning to figure out that because of these two things, combined with the fact that I am blogging means there's going to be probably some details you don't wanna hear about.  Unless you're a sick, nosey muthah fucka.  But hey... it takes one to know one.

Chris got home not too long ago.  While wandering around collecting things for a shower he noticed my subject line and said something about the Dead.  Though it is a Dead line I'm not actually listening to the Dead.  I'm listening to Sublime.  Then after a brief conversation I realized that I TOTALLY need to listen to some music I haven't listened to in awhile.

Chris is laughing and I have a sneaking suspicion it's at me.

Anyway... I ran in, got my CD book and in mere moments I'm gonna be jamming out to tunes of my past.  That reminds me, the other day when I was getting ready for work Lesley informed me that she's never met anyone who rocks out while getting ready as much as I do.  What an awesome compliment!!

Update... Though it took some work I finally got Cd's playing.  Though good, so far this experience isn't as magical as I thought it would be.  That's alright, I've got a bunch of Cd's, I'll find something that hits the spot.

Work last night was... eh.  I worked with my general manager.  Which is cool because she's salaried and doesn't get a cut of the tips which means I got them all.  Though I haven't actually counted them I had to of made $20-$25.  Which is unheard of for that place.  Working with the GM wasn't actually a bowl of cherries but she did inform me that I'm going to be getting a $.75/hr raise effective July 1st and she's getting the uppers that I should be considered for Asst. Manager.  Though I don't think that sounds like a great idea because I'm not really into Management it's awesome that she thinks that.  There's nothing open at the moment but considering there are 5 stores and they basically have disposable employees it's something that could happen before too long.  I'd rather find something serving some place else.  I've kind of given up on the job hunting thing until after Nate leaves.
(Finally... got to the awesome song on this Cd!  There's some hardcore rock-age going on over here.)

Went over to the Terrorist's house last night after work.  Which normally doesn't happen on weeknights because he has to be at work at 9am but the past few nights exceptions have been made.  I feel bad though.  He's loosing sleep, two nights ago, I was at the door for 5 or 10 minutes knocking and ringing the bell 'cause he had dozed off and could barely keep his eyes open once I was inside.  (It was really cute, though.)  Then again I'm loosing sleep as well, kind of and he is the one who suggests it.  (I'm trying to talk myself out of feeling guilty, for some reason when I dropped the Catholic religion the guilt part of it felt the need to hang on and occasionally* rear it's irritating head.)

I think my boobs are shrinking.  I've been slowly dropping a few pounds here and there over the past... whatever.  Cool!  Actually awesome!  But I don't really want that weight to come from my boobs.  The reason I think my boobs are shrinking is because I often store things in my bra... Money, phone, Mp3 player, lighter, bowl... ya know... the necessities.  Twice this week, stuff has fallen out.  I don't think my tata's are taking up the same amount of space therefore the "stuff" isn't as secure as it normally is.  That's crap.

My vagina. 
I don't think I'll ever understand the vagina.  It's kind of a parent/child type relationship.  I love it dearly and can't imagine my life without it but I just don't get why it does what it does.
I thought I had another case of the broken va jay jay.  Started garlic treatment then I realized I was starting my period.  Then it occurred to me that in the past I used to get the symptoms of the broken va jay jay around my period, so i figured it was just a slight imbalance cause of the changing environment.  That's cool and all but there was something still not right that's when I realized that there were little cuts or skin tears.  (Sounds worse than it is...though don't get me wrong it's not entirely pain free.)  I have no clue what the fuck this is from.  I mean, the T and I aren't exactly gentle but there hasn't been anything lately that would cause this.  Tres Weird.  Oh well, it's mostly gone away.

My Uterus.
Is fucking with me.  That's the only explanation I have.  I finally started my period.  I think it's really weird that I start shortly after having a broken condom incident which is the first example that it's fucking with me.  The second is that I'm not practically hemorrhaging.  It's been 7 months.  There's gotta be a lotta shit that needs to be cleaned out but nope, it;s a nice light "normal" period.  Actually it's lighter than normal.  I haven't be doubled over from cramps or nausea.  It's all very weird to me but I'm totally okay with it.  Last time I went this long between periods I could barely walk my cramps were so bad and at one point I woke up (at Nates) and actually thought I was hemorrhaging or miss-carrying an unknown fetus.  

I've always kind of viewed my uterus as a sort of subconscious.  It's the part of me that wants to get married and have babies and do all that "normal" or "typical" stuff.  Maybe that's why it gets so pissy sometimes, because I constantly fight to push those feelings away.  I've gotta work on that.  It's okay to want those things in fact, it's very normal to want those things...right?

Fuck, it's almost 2p.  I have been screwing around online for like 5 hours.  HOLY FUCK.  I need to go smoke a bit more then shower.  It's gonna be a good one! But first, I need to find a good shower cd!  :-)
 
*By "occasionally" I mean all the fricken time.

Okay that's a total over exaggeration but man I'm exhausted.

While I'm waiting for Ryan to hop back online I figure I can post some pictures of the past week or two of my life....

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I guess in some fucked up way this is a small mile stone for me.  It's my first broken bowl.  Mostly I think it's tragic though.

I hate Maine... for many reasons but the biggest is because of the shitty winter weather...

These next few pictures will display what i mean

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This is my car...  and the sad thing is is that I had totally shoveled it out about 3 hours prior.

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This was taken at a stop light on my way to work.

I hate snow.  But the good thing is is that the OG called me and told me not to come in.  I love snow days from work... okay I need to go actually listen to Nathan talking.  Bye.

Nathan's birthday was the other day.  Yesterday actually (well if you want to be technical about it, it was 2 days ago.) 

What a fucking night.

It was one of those nights when the alcohol wasn't effecting me.  So I just drank and drank and drank and didn't really get drunk.  Until that 4th-ish drink.  Then it all hit along with the jello shots that followed.  Ugh.

Amazingly I wasn't hung over when I woke up this morning. But then again I did sleep until noon.

Hmmm.  What else? 

I was going to bring my camera and post pictures and what not about the evening but sometime in my drunken stupor I took the SD card reader out of the computer to take the SD card out and then I put the SD card in the camera and some how misplaced the card reader.  I couldn't find it at all when I was looking for it before I left for work.

I was supposed to work a 4 hour shift today.  I picked up the overnight as well so my 4 hour shift turned into a 10 hour shift.  Good.  I need the money.  Bad.  I'm ready to go home, take a shower and go to bed.  Oh well... 2.5hrs left.

My schedule is tweaky this week.  I always have Wednesday and Thursday off.  Well I have for the past... many weeks but this week they changed it up and gave me Wednesday and Friday off.  What's up with that?!?!

I'm kind of thinking about quitting the OG.  But then again, maybe not.

Lesley can't road trip it with me.  That makes me sad.  Her Grandmother is going to be in the states and she's obligated to stay and not fly out and spend two days driving with me.  Yuck.  She's not too happy about it either.  So now it looks like I'll be driving alone, unless I can find some poor sap to join me and pay for stuff to.  But I think driving alone will be okay.  I can stop at a few places along the way and crash on couches along the way, which will save some money and still keep me from sleeping in rest-stops. 

I broke my bowl.  That uber sucks.  It's still usable but only as an emergency "I have nothing else to smoke with" type thing.  I'm meeting a friend tomorrow and we always smoke when we get together but my freakin' bowl is broken!!!  That sucks!! 

Okay, I need to go do something more productive than blogging.