74 posts tagged “me”
Well, I still have no idea where I'll take this story. As expected, it's starting out craptactular. I actually think that later on I COULD maybe with lots of practice make it better. But for now, I'm just okay with the word count... 3,524 words so far w00t! Staying on target is good. Making it a good story later, well we'll see.
In other news, I'm still trying to come down with something. Surely swine flu since everything is swine flu. Except no one we know has it. I actually think I'm just trying to fight off a sinus infection. My sinuses have been driving me nuts since the winds were crazy and blowing dust and probably tons of other allergens around the other day.
Oh and my cat scratched my back. Cat scratches HURT.
Hmm, my ID arrived in the mail. It's official, the state always makes
every picture look like a mugshot. It could have been worse though. Considering I was overheating while waiting in line, to the point that I was woozy and nearly passing out -- so I had to rotate my time between inside and out. I knew my hair was becoming a mess, but was so eager to get out that I didn't attempt to brush it before the picture. Soooo, all things considered -- it could have been a worse picture. I just look stoned and like I'm having a bad hair day. So, really it's like every other DMV picture in existence. Didn't feel like tweaking it any more as my phone picture of it was horrible, just tweaked the colour enough to see it -- the picture was really dark. Enjoy my misery! See, I share the worst pics, I'm so kind. Though I probably shouldn't. I knew the pics of the new hair colour from the other day weren't good, but sheesh, my mommy told me she knew I wasn't kidding about being sick lately as I looked it. Thanks mom!
Oh, Brian did forget my bday and didn't. He forgot present (which he freely admitted) -- I get my gift card tomorrow when he's at work. But thanks to my reminder I did get cake. And I didn't fall asleep before he got here with it. I made it very easy for him -- any old cake would do. I haven't really had sweets in ages, so whatever they have will do + french vanilla ice cream and if the bakery had no cakes still left out since they're closed when he gets off work, then make it up for it with extra sweet ice cream (peanut butter cup instead of french vanilla). Now those who know me, know that besides news I'm addicted to a few tv shows: Mythbusters, Ghosthunters, The Office, Smallville, Desperate Housewives... more recently The Vampire Diaries and *hides head in shame* Gossip Girl (just for the last 3 weeks or so - I've not seen previous seasons and it's so trashy I didn't need to). Soooo... Brian tells me that he got me a Ghosthunters cake. You can witness and judge his sense of humour yourselves:
So today was my birthday. I think it's official I'm getting old. Because I didn't sleep one day this week, my usual not normal sleep schedule is on even worse wake up before 6 am and get tired by 10 pm schedule. That's hardly normal. That's grandma'ish. So today I spent my birthday celebrating by umm sewing half a wallet -- might finish it tomorrow, we'll see. Lacking energy or brain power on this schedule.
Present = Amazon gift card from mom, Keegan, and Karina. I think Brian is getting me one too, but not sure he might have forgotten.
Sent Brian e-mail asking him to get me cake and ice cream on his way home. But now I'm so tired I'm wondering if I can wait up.
Talked to mom.
Dizzy.
Yup, I think it's official, I'm old. Might fall asleep in my chair... I mean rest might eyes ;)
My hair dying day in pictures -
Okay that was cute, but the lighting was horrible, didn't show off my new red hair too well, did it? If I was still using bright red dye it'd be fine lighting but *insert whine here* I'm using normal people dye. Let's move into my office and turn on a light. Oh, worked out better except... just as I'd go to click, Dutchie would make a noise. I'd go from looking straight at the camera to looking at her! Eek! The little attention whore. If she wanted to be IN the picture she should have just walked on over as she did in the above picture. Sheesh. We know how much I love taking my picture. And now the cat is making it ten times harder to take one I like.
Me:
First, I'm in one of those infamous phases where I suck at the internet. I'm sure we'll all remember my last MRI wasn't good, showing new damage and active disease. So I'm not sure if it's the brain aliens kicking my ass or if it's just my body still adjusting to the rebif but I'm getting tired very easily lately -- to the point that I get distracted easily, dizzy or lightheaded very easily. So I've been around skimming etc but I suck at commenting and stuff. If anyone feels I'm neglecting them online, sorry. I'm here, kinda, just slow. In skim mode. I've become more fond of reading Twitter since it's good during short attention span mode, not much spam, and mom posts her most important stuff. But I do skim these other sites, just yeah... slacking at commenting. But here anyway.
Now it's been a busy news day it seems.
MJ:
MJ's death ruled a homicide. I've got really strong opinions on his doctors on this one but I won't rant for now other that to say see, everyone will put a price on your health care and if what they did wasn't actually illegal it should have been.
Torture:
That report on torture... Where's Cheney? He's usually over my tv the second these things come out. He or his daughter anyway. They should be telling me what a brilliant program this was by now. I'd like to hear how they're gonna defend this program now. Threatening to RAPE mothers. Threatening to KILL suspect's children. Firing up power tools at their heads and threatening them with guns. Great fucking program. These people are trained to make them believe their threats and they did this stuff. Rape your mother? Kill your kids? Set up death scenes then it's your turn. Nice. And that's the stuff they didn't black out for being the stuff too bad to be seen in the public version of the report. I really can't wait to hear the Cheney camp tell me how important it is to America -- that we have to threaten to RAPE women... and KILL children... Assholes.
Politics:
McCain and others and now bringing up the fact that Ted Kennedy isn't in the health care negotiations and it'd be different if he was. I'm sorry, I find that kind of cruel. Ted Kennedy has been fighting for health care issues um, I dunno how long, probably since before I was born to be honest. I don't think he asked for a brain tumor. He just missed his sister's funeral. And yet I suspect if this comes up for vote and he's at all able he'd be there for the vote. And now you're basically laying the mess of the negotiations on his feet. Well Mr. Maverick -- why don't YOU fix the negotiations? You're not on your death bed, as sad as it is it seems Ted Kennedy is nearly there, and you said it's what you did so well, crossing party lines to work with everyone. Did you do anything with / for Ted Kennedy's Plan before he got this ill? hmm.
Enjoy the rare pictures of me... and my hat. I never wear hats but a few jumped out at me, I ended up with this one because Brian said it was "Less Blossom'y", it's odd that any of them were Blossom'y as I hat shopped in the men's department not the women's. I also got an iron since the craft one I got, while good for small things, is kind of hard to use since the cord pops out a lot, etc. I didn't get the rotary cutter I need. I'd have thought Target would have it, nope and the craft stores here are on busy crazy streets and no time, so gonna order online. Anyway, the pics are kinda crappy, not enough sleep and had just taken hair out of a headband. I took 5 pics but the others (2 of which looked like they would have been better than these) were of course blurry -- damn tremor -- I deleted them. Ohh some lady wanted to know where to get my James Dean shirt, sadly I had to tell her that it's a few years old from the 50th anniversary of his death and no longer available. I love James Dean fans and don't like breaking their hearts.
I realized today that hey, we never did take a picture of my Superman tattoo to show mom, Misi, etc. Now as you may or may not remember it's a coverup of my Ricky tattoo (Mom and Jenn know what I mean). But basically that meant we couldn't go with traditional Superman as the yellow ink is too transparent. It still is with these colours but from a distance it looks good, just up close close like the camera catches it's noticeable. So you really see it here. Brian, when he's next to me, doesn't notice it at all. So thanks to my cell phone having a decent camera for a phone, you're seeing it look more noticeable than Brian sees it when standing with me. There's still a few spots we had to get retouched after the healing too but Brian's schedule is so crazy and it's not as noticeable in person as it is in the picture that we've just never gotten around to it. So even though I don't think this picture does it justice... we only took one. So there you go, for the few who wondered what it'd looked like there's a general idea. It does kind of look different in person, this makes it look like Superman just took on Doomsday though, heh.
Watched Twilight - Short version, it's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Listened to the soundtrack, like it, but umm I had to look up the lyrics for Rob Pattinson's song. When I posted a Conor Oberst video, Mom thought I was crazy to like him because she felt he mumbled, well HA! I better not let her hear this song. Because HOLY Mumbling Batman! Rob Pattinson mumbles. It's not even that it was bad, I actually liked his voice on the parts I could make out. Just seriously, I had to look up what the lyrics were for a good chunk of the song because I was like umm wait, what did he just say? And it's not like it's fast. It's really slow and pretty basic, so umm. uhh... Nice voice. Just. Wow. Now that I know what he's saying, all good. Just, uhh... Yeah.
We got most of the stuff that was in the dining room / my office unpacked today, so I should be able to either go get or order my office furniture next weekend. w00t! Then I can unpack my books, art stuff, everything really. Have space of my own. Frame the two James Dean posters of mine that need it to hang them up, one is a bit banged up with minor tears on top after being in closets etc for years -- Brian "It gives it character". Uhh, yeah.
The people who used to live here stopped by to see if they left stuff in the little cabinet over where we park. I didn't meet them but Brian did, they told him they did a lot of damage to the apartment. Guess that explains why we got new carpets and lights and stuff, but who comes over and tells the new tenants basically "yeah we used to live here and totally trashed the apartment"?
Started reading Coraline, should finish it quickly as it's good so far and short.
, should finish it quickly as it's good so far and short. Feeling sick. Not like MS Brain alien / whatever I have sick, just normal people sick.
Tomorrow is just maybe go get a coffee and kick back at home day.
Would like to have energy to walk to Venice. Haven't done that yet as I just haven't had the energy. It's twice the walk that Mother's Beach is so hopefully by body will cooperate soon (in fairness, Mother's Beach is close, I just have been THAT wiped out and weak so double the walk each way isn't doable yet). Still recovering from the move. My body hates me. Always the aliens or now normal people sickness.
Sooo I probably should have stuck to bright colours! I thought there was no way I could dye up the bathroom with this normal colour dye, never have before. Go upstairs, am dying my hair, doing fine. Brian comes up and is all why are you dying your hair in here. Looks all upset. Is convinced I'm gonna somehow ruin the whole bathroom. Not a friggin drop anywhere, not even really on my skin. Sheesh. And besides this isn't the bright stuff, I gave that up just to spare these apartments they're tearing down in a few years... hmm. Yeah. He walks out, sure enough after telling me I'll get dye everywhere it falls off the gloved hands of mine, onto the counter. Crap, he's gonna kill me. But eh, this stuff tends to wipe right off and I'm almost done, so I rush. Hurry with my hair, go get the orange wipes and yes the stuff is cleaning right up... err or not. It's like it absorbed right into the tile. Like the surface of the glob of the spill cleaned up but oops. Well maybe he brought some bleach from the old place even though that smell makes me violently ill. Nope. Hmm yup he's gonna kill me. I'll blame him for telling me I'd ruin the bathroom. Not a drop until he said that. Somehow he's not mad and perhaps is even amused that I was neat until he said that, I think because he too noticed that I hadn't gotten anything anywhere until after that. Might as well have stuck with the bright red or orange but that would have dyed the shower, this did not...
Dutchie won't leave me alone, she even followed me into the bathroom when I was trying to get this picture in front of the mirror (she jumped up on the sink and was grabbing at my hand and chest as I took this), so, I gave up on getting a good picture. Here's an idea of how I look anyway, you know, since no one has really seen me with "normal' looking hair for years (unless you count Brian seeing it blonde for a day or two). I've got a feeling I'm gonna miss bright soon. Perhaps I can find a brighter red or reddish purple next time. I know they have one that is more purple'y red in normal people dye. This will do... for NOW. Feels kind of boring but at least it's not a mess like my hair was as it was growing out and half dyed and half not.
