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Horribly Hideous:
Irregular Periods: I'm about 12 days late. Last time I was 12 days late, I didn't worry about it but it was also over a year ago and I wasn't having the amount of sex that I'm having now. I've had irregular periods my entire life... my uterus hates me.
Illnesses: I've been sick for the past week basically. Nothing to bad, just a cold. At one point it was a pretty bad cold, complete with low grade fever, chills and everything. Nothing I can't handle. I credit my mom for forcing me to go to school even when I felt like poo-on-toast for my ability to now put up with the worst colds. My boss on the other hand doesn't like me coughing all over everything and has sent me home early a few times. Which is cutting into my hours. Yuck.
Cheesy 80's songs stuck in my head.
Heavenly Happiness:
Clean Sheets: I FUCKING LOVE sleeping on a clean, fresh made bed. It's like heaven.
Failing pregnancy tests: 'Nuff Said. (Just incase.)
Completing To Do Lists: We have a white board in our kitchen and at some point I decided to start putting my To Do list on it. (At least all the kid appropriate things... though on several occasions I've wanted to write the Terrorist's name on it.) Since I've been using this board... I seem to get so much shit done. Like last night, I wrote my dad a 4 page letter without thinking about it. (I'm probably just being really motivated lately and using the board as an excuse why... but really who cares as long as I'm getting the shit done!)
Plug-in Sex Toys: Okay, to be honest I'm actually kind of scared by this one. The magic wand came via Ups yesterday but by the time it came I had already "enjoyed myself" and it was getting on in the day so I didn't test it out aside from a quick plug in/turn on to check out just how strong this suckah is. It's fucking strong. The T did the same thing when he got home from work, then informed me that he's going to tie me up and use it on me. :-) Wonder how much it costs to soundproof a room?
New Books: I ran to Powell's yesterday to get some new books and they were having a sale. I can't say no to a sale. I spent a bit more than intended but I'll be good in the book department for awhile...
This is what I got...
I'm seriously late.
Gotta go get ready for work. Have a GREAT day kids.
Yesterday was good, and aside from a lecture from my dad including things such as... Me going back to school and Me writing to him more it was a fight free holiday. (Those are rare for me.)
The T and I woke up WAY too early, got coffee started, then woke Little T up. He got a boat load of stuff, including (but not limited to... a new computer, some clothes, transformers and books.) The Terrorist got me an awesome locket and I got him a shower curtain. We finished doing the gift thing, I made breakfast then The T had to leave for work. Shortly after Little T left for the grandparents house.
That's when the really Christmas joy began.
No, I'm totally lying.
I didn't really do much of anything exciting.
Talked to family/friends, watched some LOST, had some "Megan Time" (meaning I shaved, plucked, exfoliated & showered... not the other kind of "Megan Time")
Changed our shower curtain.
We had this one...
Anyway... this is our new shower curtain... (a Christmas Gift from me to the T)
Remember, my boyfriend is a total and complete geek. (I'm not a bad gift giver... he's just a geek :-) Though I will miss my Ducky shower curtain I have to admit there are some pretty cool things about this new shower curtain, like the fact that I can go pee and learn things. Like last night, as I was crawling back into bed after a post coital pee, I got all cuddled up to the T and asked him about Curium. Curium is one of the Elements that are at the bottom of the chart (in white) from what I remember from Chemistry, they're the more recently discovered elements. The names of them are quite often obviously named after things, such as Berkelium, Californium, Einsteinium. I couldn't figure out what Curium was named after, all I could think of was the spice and I had a feeling that wasn't the case. So, the Terrorist enlightened me. Curium is named after Madame Curie who is (from what I've skimmed over on Wikipedia) a pretty cool chick.
Plus the shower curtain allows a LOT more light into the bathroom from the little Tiny window above the shower
That was pretty much the gist of my day.
Oh yeah...
I made an AWESOME Christmas dinner. (Well actually I think the word used was "excellent" but... same diff.) It wasn't anything extremely extravagant (ham, mashed potatoes, veggies & garlic bread) but I made it myself and retained my title of "Good Cook."
I remember when Chris and I were together, on a few different occasions we'd be cooking stuff together and he'd make some comment how he was teaching me to cook so I could cook for my future husband, or something to that effect. It would fucking piss me off when he made these comments. Now, 2-3 years down the road, I can't help but giggle because he was basically right, granted the semantics are a bit off, but the basic idea is correct.
Little T goes to his grandparents this weekend. I don't have to work at all this weekend. Well, the coffee shop tried to call me in, which was tempting for half a second because I lost so many hours at the beginning of this week, but Little T isn't going to be home and the T and I have a lot of sex to catch up on. Me going into work tonight would delay that and that's just not cool with me.
Now, I need to go make the kid lunch. Well, that is, if he ever gets out of the shower and tells me what he wants for lunch.
Christmas is out of the way, now the countdown begins...
11 days until my birthday!!
:-)
I'm a bit bored.
Yeah, sure, there's a million things I could be doing. I COULD do the rest of the dishes, or clean up the house or go get Little T's laundry up from the basement, or I could even take a shower and start getting ready for work. But I don't really want to do any of those things, and I'm starting to get sick so I think I should just sit on my Tush and not do nothin'. (Including using proper grammar.)
Over the past few months I've taken various pictures on my camera phone, some with the intent to blog about, some just because I saw something cool/funny that I wanted to remember and some... I have no fucking idea why I took them. Today, I loaded them all up onto Vox and I'm going to have a show and tell.
Exciting, huh?
...A bit of a warning... you might want to get comfy, 'cause there's a lot of 'em.
Me, with freakishly curly and reddish hair. (In the Terrorist's bathroom)
Lesley and I laying on the benches at Ikea, waiting for her couch. Fuck, I loved that couch. It was a little on the soft side but it was so big and cozy and wonderful.
A picture of one of the first cloves of garlic to ever enter my woman-ness (sorry I've been reading romance novels lately) I believe the keys are there for scale. I haven't had those key chains in ages. That was taken a LONG time ago.
I really don't know why this picture was taken. I believe it was to convince Chris to come hang out with us. I don't think it worked.
These two were taken the morning of Adian's 6th birthday. (I think it was 6th.) We had breakfast and then went swimming at the local-ish community center. It was a lot of fun. Miss those two terribly.
This picture sucks. And as stated in the last post I'm lazy and don't feel like fucking with the levels on it to make it clearer. What it is... two bottles of NightTrain a bit bottle and a little bottle. The T got the big one, I got the little one, we proceeded to drink them all then had my first drunken sex experience. I'm sure there was more to it then that, but those are the key points... And I remember the sex well, it was some good lovin'.
My friend Kathrine uses the handle "SexHead" for all her online adventures so I decided to show her that she's not the only one who suffers (is it really suffering though?) from Sexhead.
It's a cervix made out of soap!!
This flower was at the gate to our front yard. I'm sure it's dead now but when I took this picture it was still doing well even though it was REALLY freakin cold outside.
It's a mouse cheese grater!!! How cool is that?!?!?!
Apparently you can buy vibrators at Freddie's now. I love the fact that they write "Personal Massager" on it and have a picture of a chick on the cover. They could at least try to be a bit more discreet. Any-who, it's good to know that if my "personal massager" breaks I don't have to go far to get another one.
At work we've been having a lot of waste at the end of the night so we've started discounting certain items to $1 after 8pm. When I got to work after my weekend this is the sign that the 19 year old supervisor created to inform our customers about our deal. It says "All Pastries on the top shelf are just $1 today. (Smiley Face) Awesome people love pasties." I was the first one to notice the typo. We decided to leave the sign up until someone commented on it and it took about a month or so.
Ps. If you're interested... Take a warm block of cream cheese, blend it with half a bottle of Hickory Smoke BBQ sauce, dice up an onion, a green pepper and a tomato, put the blended stuff down first, layer the other things on it and top with shredded cheese. It's delicious. Or just really addicting.
Okay I think that's it for picture time. I need to go smoke a cigg and make the kid some lunch then get ready for work even though I really don't want to go because I don't feel good and it's cold and it's going to be busy as all fuck.
Didn't go to work today.
Pretty much decided I wasn't going to go last night when my boss called me and told me if I couldn't get in D could go in my place because he really needed the cash. (Which is an understatement, last time I worked with him I heard rumors of him ingesting really disgusting things for cash because he was so hard up.)
Anyway, I could use the funds too but I kind of thought Little T might have a half day because it was supposed to get yucky later on in the day and since it wasn't a big deal at all for me to take the day off, I took it. I'm glad I did too. The roads weren't pretty but they weren't slippery either. I got some Christmas stuff done, came home and now I'm gonna attempt to clean the fuck out of this place.
That's the game plan. I've got an hour and thirtyish minutes before Little T gets home.
Hopefully I don't get distracted.
- Dishes!
- Took out recycling.
- Returned bottles.
- Watched 3 episodes of LOST
- Talked to Peter (my Tax boyfriend)
- Waited almost all day for an auditor to call me back.
- Got Hawaii Taxes all done and ready to be mailed.
- Watered my pretty flowers..
- Found out that my childhood best friend (Renee) who's married (to a chick) turkey basted her wife in an attempt to knock her up. (Actually I found this one out last night but it's so nuts that I figure it can go under todays things.)
- Watched probably the worst porn I've ever seen in my life. When it comes to porn... I'm really not picky, but this stuff was just BAD.
- Laughed my ass off at this post from gunderson bee
- Found a notary for my boyfriend
- Missed my boyfriend (corny, I know, but true)
- Ran very late for work.
Have a good day kids!
This is a momentous occasion.
The first blog entry on a new computer.
I feel like I should be sipping champagne instead of chugging coffee. Though I don't think the champagne would help alleviate my caffeine withdrawal headache.
Anyway. I should be playing and exploring my new computer and all of the awesome things it can do but before I do that I feel as though I should take a few minutes to declare to the world what an awesome boyfriend I have and show some pictures.
UPS got here at about 340p or so. The T has been working on getting Philotes (my new computer) up and running in one facet or another from that point to about 30 minutes ago (10p). The man has persistence!! Everything is working and though I haven't gotten around to using it, apparently it has all the voodoo magic installed in it to play encrypted DvD's and what not. (I run Linux on my computer so it needs special love to run that sort of stuff.) Now he's giving Bacchus a face lift and a dust off and deciding whether or not he's good enough be a Christmas gift to Little T or if he's too old and withered in which case he'll be a "your computer sucks, here's one that sucks a little bit less" gift. It's a bit embarrassing to admit, but I'm having a bit of separation anxiety. I get a bit sentimental at times and this would totally be one of those times. While the T was cleaning him off, it took me about 20 minutes or so before I could just walk away and come into the bedroom to test out my new one. Granted, part of the reason I stayed out there was because I have a forearm fetish and the T has some MAJORLY sexy forearms... especially when gripping pliers to turn screws and using screwdrivers and other things of that sort that would be done while cleaning out and disassembling a computer... mmmm... oops I'm getting sidetracked. Anyway, he (Bacchus) is being passed on to a good kid who will hopefully get as much use out of him as I did.
Now, it's time for a few pictures...
This is the blanket of dust/dirt/hair/godonlyknowswhatelse that called my computer home. That thing was so fucking dirty I'm amazed it worked as well as it did. The T use to volunteer at Free Geek where he would see a lot of gnarly, gross computers. Mine was the yuckiest he's ever seen!! That makes me oddly proud.
The guts. After it had been cleaned a little bit. The outside wall on the left part of the photo, the part with all the pictures. That's where the blanket of dust was pulled from.
Now I should go shower and take a nap because I'm working all day tomorrow at the restaurant. But I kind of want to play more. :-)
The Terrorist didn't have to work yesterday.
He took the day off so he could bring Little T to a counselor
appointment and since he didn't know how long it was going to take he
took the whole day. The appointment was done by 11a and the kid was at
school by 11.30a. Which meant we had the next 4 hours to play! Woohoo!
What'd we do?
We went to Ikea!
This
is a HUGE fucking deal! The Terrorist HATES Ikea. Can't stand it. I
LOVE Ikea. So when he suggested we go to Ikea I was slightly elated.
He's looking for a wooden box to build a computer in and while
searching online he happened to find one at Ikea that could possibly
work. We've since found out that it doesn't work but that's not the
point. The point is that I got the Terrorist to go to Ikea! Awesome.
After that we went to Home Depot.
I'm
not a girly girl. Never have been and though for awhile it really
bothered me, now I'm totally cool with it and I kind of have fun
picking on the girly girls at work who can't handle getting their hands
dirty. I've always loved Home Depot. There are all kinds of gadgets
and gizmo's and it's just cool. The T and are are wandering around
looking for stuff he needs to build computers in wooden boxes. I was
basically there just to tag along but since I love Home Depot I was
completely content. We get an associate to help us find something and
as Mr. Depot is showing us where the Plexiglas (or whatever) is, I get
distracted by shiny stuff and fall behind them by about 15 or 20 feet.
I happen to look up towards them just as a lady home depot associate is
passing by them. She TOTALLY checked the T out. My immediate
thoughts... "Back off Bitch, He's mine!" Then I laughed at myself.
Partially because I totally wanted to run up to him and start making
out with him in front of her and partially because I realized how
foolish I was being. Here I thought I've grown so much in the past few
years and I'm getting over my major jealousy issues but yet I got all
stupid about some random chick noticing that my boyfriend is a hotty.
By that point I was starved, so we stopped at McDonald's, came home, gorged then had some afternoon sex. Afternoon sex is awesome. We haven't had afternoon sex since the days when we were both unemployed and didn't do much aside from sitting around all day and have sex. Though I can't say I'm a huge fan of afternoon sex immediately following a McDonald's gorge fest... Something about Mickey D's just makes me feel anything but sexy. Beggars can't be choosers though.
I'm very grumpy today.
I wasn't, but then I got to work 20mins late because the Little T's granddad got stuck in traffic and was late picking him up, then I got stuck in the same traffic. Crap.
I don't want to be grumpy. I want to be happy. I hate my job though. I wouldn't mind it so much if I didn't have to fight for hours or if I wasn't still pissed at my manager.
I sent out 5 or so resumes today, including a followup on a place I applied to a few days ago. Kid/Family Restaurant on the Beaverton/Portland line. From what I can tell, I really want to work there. I haven't gotten to check it out but I'm fairly sure I'd love it. I have a feeling I'm not going to find anything I want and I'll end up applying to Freddy's or something like that.
Oh! The kid isn't gonna be home tonight (he's now with baby momma's momma every other weekend) I think I'm gonna take a mega long ass shower!! I can play music and not wake him up!
Fuck, I need to go back to work.
I feel like I've been blogging a lot about my angry vagina lately.
I don't think it's angry anymore!!!
I've been garlic free for over 12 hours now and haven't had any issues. I decided against the peroxide thing because, well, it sounded like it might hurt and the T kind of talked me out of it. I did however eat WAY too much yogurt today but that's okay, probiotics are a good think, so good I decided to substitute the peroxide flush with a yogurt soaked tampon. Left it in for a few hours and now... I think I'm good. I've just gotta keep eating yogurt everyday. I have to remember the yogurt.
I need to somehow get in about 8 extra hours between now and Tuesday. I figured it out and the way my days off have been I'm gonna have a super shitty check. It wouldn't be that bad but I need to register my car before the end of the month so things are gonna be kinda really tight. I really need to find either another job or some part time gig somewhere. Just until I get everything caught up and/or paid off.
The Terrorist is supposed to be moving our bedroom around tonight. Though, he didn't seem to be feeling too well when I left so maybe it got left for next time. Which I wouldn't mind. Though I have no issues with him doing it by himself this evening, I can't help but think maybe it's one of those things we should do together... Not that we're really ever together for more than 20mins at a time. I can't wait to see what he did to it.
My goal this week is to start seriously looking for work. That's the only thing on my To-Do list. Find either a better job or a part time one that plays nice with my current schedule.
Now, I think I'm going to go read the Crucible for the rest of my break. Or possible surf Craigs some more.
All day yesterday I kept thinking it was my Friday. Exciting!
Then I continually had to remind myself that it WASN'T my Friday. Depressing.
Today, that's not the case. It IS my Friday. Yay!
Even though I slept until 1130a I still got pretty much everything done I needed to do. I'm waiting to hear back from my insurance lady so I can actually pay for my Auto Insurance Policy and I need to fill out the Rental Forms but I think I might do that as well as going over my budget at work on my lunch. The budget definitely because it's payday today and I can see how much I got and if my budget will in fact work for the amount of money I made. I might do the rental forms today before work if I have time. (ie: If I don't take too much time blogging.)
Tomorrow, is my day off. I'm going to let the weather decide what I'm going to do. If is nice out, I want to get out of the house and just not be in the house. Maybe get pho with Lesley or just go downtown and hang out (and check my Po Box.) If it's not nice then I will probably stay in my "Pj's" all day, watch Tv and let my brain ooze outta my ear. Well, I really should get a Registration/Title application and fill it out, plus I want to get my linens from downstairs so I can "work" on the Terrorist.*
The Terrorist has been talking about organizing the bedroom. Which is good, it needs to be done. Since they moved in about 80% of their stuff has found a home and the other 20% has been hanging out in boxes waiting to be be relocated. It's starting to bug both of us so he said he was going to move shit around tonight before Little T gets home from the Baby Momma's Momma's house.
Awesome. Mostly.
Before they moved in I made a serious attempt to clean and "neutralize" the house. Since I lived here before they did I didn't want either of them to feel like they were moving into my house it's our house so I tried to make it so they would feel that way.** I think I did an okay job at it with the exception of the bedroom. All my stuff is in there and I didn't know what was gonna be done so I just left it and figured the Terrorist and I could figure it out later. Which is pretty much what is going on but I have that slight worry that something embarrassing might pop up while he's moving stuff around. Though I don't really know what I'm worried about because I openly admit that I occasionally rock out to Britney and really, is there anything else worse than that?
Okay, I have 30 minutes to fill out rental forms before I have to get in the shower. I think I might be able to get it done. I just wish we had a table so I could sit at it to do paperwork. Fuck, I'm getting old.
* I say "work" because I haven't really given anyone a massage in quite sometime and it's gonna suck because I forgot most everything I once knew, plus there's the fact that there hasn't been any "adult time" lately because of the broken va-jay-jay and it will most likely turn into one of those massages.
** Honestly my primary concern was Little T. He's moved a lot in his young life and I want him to know that this is his home too. Not just his dads, not just mine, not his dad's and mine but his too. I was concerned about the Terrorist too but he's an adult he handles that shit better than a kid would.
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