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So! Guess who's phone got shut off? I mean like "Hi you haven't paid your bill" shut off?


Guess who's paid their bill in full every month?


Guess who didn't pay their bill every month?


Guess who's pissed?


So if I was supposed to call you, text you, what not in the last 48 hours or so, I'm sorry. I was unaware that they'd shut it down and hadn't caught their error until last night.
Ask me ANYTHING you have ever wanted to know about me but never asked. Is there something about me that you just don't know?

Ask it.
I will respond in as much detail as possible!
  • 13:18 Getting my first lap band fill before heading to San Diego. #
  • 13:45 Goodnews: 26 pounds gone, Badnews: That was a HUGE fucking needle! And now on to San Diego! #
  • 17:37 The headache to kill all headaches is currently residing in my brain #
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  • 11:41 is packed and ready to go. Wish me luck. #
  • 11:48 Is testing the text twitter #
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So, this is going to be a short one, despite the fact that I have quite a bit to say.

First off, I really, really should be packing right about now. I leave today for a three day trip down to see my family before they board a Mexican Cruise for Christmas. That's right, our family relationship is so awkward, that I'm not going, well, me and my immediate family are not going. So. Well. There's a lot about this that's weird.

1.) My parents set me up to share a hotel room with my cousins. This is weird because
a.) I haven't seen them in years.
b.) I don't know them...mostly...
I'm the youngest of the cousins, we're all four years apart, and all girls. Kristin is a few years away from becoming an M.D. O.B.G.Y.N, Kelly is well on her way to becoming a medical researcher, and I....I am a...Costume Designer. Generation Fail. I am hoping however that now that we're all in the same kind of age bracket, you know...kind of maybe...that maybe I'll actually get to know them, forced co habitation might do that.

2.) My Family Hates Each Other. No really! I don't know why we're even doing this, everyone is pissed off.

3.) My Family agitates my mother. By agitating my mother I mean that even the thought of seeing them upsets her greatly so she's being a total cut to me today. We've only exchanged words once but, just those few made me want to OMGPUNCHHERINTHEFACE.

I don't know if I'll be updating from San Diego.

If you have twitter let me know and add me that way I'll get your updates and we can twitter at each other. Tweet tweet.

Bon Voyage, my loves...


  • 14:16 Only one more final to go! #

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  • 12:42 is prepping for a week of finals and then a week of family....so when exactly is winter BREAK supposed to happen? #

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So, I totally lost ground on the 8 Days meme.

Day 3:
Iron and Wine. They always manage to like super mellow me out when I'm stressed and leave me with this placid, content, happiness. You know, like the way that going home when you're 30 should ideally make you feel...sans desperation and feelings of life long inadequacy. I also love their lyrics and how well it fits with their musicality.

There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms

There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves

There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds

There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned

There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone

Day 4:
Gays. I <3 Gays. I especially loved getting to see Mark and Ritchie today. It made me smile to see that they're going on with their lives and that this whole cluster fuck of hatred isn't slowing them down. Their surrogate mother moved in this week and was implanted last night. They should know within a month whether or not they'll be having a baby! It makes me endlessly happy to see their perseverance and optimism despite the anti-gay marriage law that's making it so that only one of them can be a legal parent. But, they have their head high, and I'm so ecstatic for them.
Why the hell can family members never just leave it alone? The family member in question right now is my mother. She's been back to her old self again after this streak of saintly-ness. She's back to type-A and snapping and I have no idea what happened. All weekend my father has been very insistent that we all watch Wall-E together as a family, and you know....with the family dynamic lately I wasn't entirely against it, but for some reason a bug crawled up my mothers butt and she just could not let it happen. Every time someone said something she had to respond by putting us in an uncomfortable situation. For instance.
Me: So I have a Noon hair appointment tomorrow. I'm seeing Mark again.
Mom: What are you having done?
Me: I'm having my roots done and another layer of red intensifier put in.
Mom: Well, that's your credit card bills for the past three months over there in the corner, you need to go through them and see what you think you owe us and I'll tell you whether or not you're lying.

A.) I have ALWAYS paid for my own hair. Always.
B.) I was just telling the crazy woman that I had the appointment. I didn't tell her, or even suggest, or mention that she pay for it. You know what MONEY wasn't even......guh.

Why can't she ever just let happiness happen? She has to squash it. The sad thing is is that I don't even know if she knows she's doing it. It may just be her.
So...day two of the 8 days Meme.....

And something that makes me happy is....

The Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. ALL THE WAY!

And I can't find any good pictures of it. Bleh.

But, The Haunted Mansion definitely made me very happy.

B-side for todays 8 Day's Meme...
It makes me happy when Alex Navarro says Skankasaurusrex and Slutifer