It's not Obsession

So, yesterday was my radiation 'meet & greet' or whatever. What a trip.

First off, turns out that, during my big surgery, they took out one of my teeth. Um... yeah.

Secondly, I get to (note that I'm saying 'get to' instead of 'have to'... it's all in the mindset, baby) go do this fun radiation thing every. day. for six weeks. :D OH BOY.

Third, they're going to mold a hard plastic mesh mask specifically to my face and shoulders that they will screw down to the table to hold me in place... every day for six weeks. It'll look like this:


(this is not me)

My sister, ever helpful, called it 'Jigsaw's puzzle', which - in no way - sent me into a panic, ohmygod. It's all I'll be able to think of now.




... um, yeah. Doctor was a hoot. He liked mine, Lani and Cher's antics.

In her own post, a friend of mine asked:

Is it wrong of me to be put off/annoyed by people who: Double dip in containers – Like eating ice cream from a container and putting the half empty container back in the fridge (same goes for yogurt and the like). Or double dip with chips on dips. And the like. Or putting a serving spoon/fork back into sauce after you've slurped on it.

And I just wanted to hug on her because, really? OHMYGOODNESS.

Do not breathe on my food or look at my food or touch my food or my plate or-

You know how mom's will let kids drink outta their straws? Yeah, I never did that. Or eat off my fork. Or... yeah, no. Never. Ugh.

I have a THING. Okay? It's a minor thing, but ask Lani or Cher or Rach or Meredith... any one of them can order for me and then dictate to the server how things must be placed/arranged/served... hojeez. ♥ Even LODI knows.

My friends.

IN SHORT: No, dear friend, it is not wrong to be put off.

Look what Cher found for me. Well, she bought it, but still. She said, "He's a guardian, get it?" :)



Awesome, right? Hee. It's a BOBBLEHEAD.

1) Apparently, if I go to prison for (UNNAMED HORRIFIC ACT HERE) then Rach is going to visit me. NICE RACH! Only SHE thinks it's going to be the same day that I decide to break out. She also doesn't think that I'm going to BE the bitch, she thinks I'm going to be MAKING the bitches. That I'm going to tell Bertha to dig over there--------> and to cover the hole with the t-shirt I gave her and that Jonesie and I are going to dig over <----------- here while she does it. The prison map, for the record, is traced on my BACK and that I asserted my Alpha-ness when Left-Eye took the roll of my lunch tray, took a bite and then tried to put it back.

I shanked that ho.


2) Okay, so... I'm not saying that Jack IS gay and I'm not saying he ISN'T gay. Not that I care because we're equal opportunity offensive up in here. BUT, if I WERE going to prove or disprove that statement? I'd post a photo of him, this morning, dancing along with 'A Chorus Line'.



Like that.


3) FOUR INCHES OF SNOW PREDICTED, which means we'll get one. *sighs* ♥

D) The reason that I shanked Left-Eye in prison is because at Cheryl's Christmas Party the other night, no joke, her BOSS took my DINNER ROLL OFF MY PLATE, took a bite and then TRIED TO PUT IT BACK.

I nearly passed out. Cher was like, "Um, no. Don't do that."

Rach was like, "You shanked him, huh?

Lodi said, "And then you stabbed him with your fork, right?"

Yeaaaaaaaaah. Keep the roll, John, you nasty bitch. I don't want it. EW. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. ew. JUST NO. Bad enough I had to sit next to that many people. OHMYGOD. Ew.

Mo: Jack has been screaming all day. Like, LITERALLY screaming. For no reason. So, just now? I put in the ending of 'A Chorus Line' because? He loves it. He's standing there just waaaaaatching it. over. and over. and over. and over. and... you get the picture.
Lani: That boy is so gay!
Mo: LMAO I'll DIE if he is. *HEE*
Lani: I'm teaching him how to say "FAAAAAAAAAABULOOOOOOUUUUS!" when I get back
Lani: Tell Cheryl I'd like a quick, honorable death ;-)
Mo: *GIGGLEFITS*
Mo: "Well, Cheryl, the good news is... I got Jack to stop screaming."

"What's the bad news?"

"... he's gay."
Lani: at least he won't protest getting his temperature taken?
Mo: Ilaughedsohardomg
Lani: I really should not be making these kinds of jokes
Lani: I mean, what decent person DOES that?
Mo: Decent?
Lani: ... good point.
Mo: I love us.
Lani: I love us too

It's That Day again. Well, unless you're Lodi. Then it's ROCK ON time and Have a Dorito. I love Lodi.

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I miss my mom.

ME: The Doctor's a n- *DONG!*
CHER: What?
BOBO: She said the Doctor's been elected President.

[[And why not? It worked in Blazing Saddles!]]

Jokes, man. Jokes. Don't be gettin' all racist up in my yernal. *snicker* Only I'm allowed to do that. I'm friends with LANI.

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So, I went with Cher and a bunch of Cher's friends to see Twilight. It was good times.

We opted to go at 11am, mostly because the freaks that went a midnight (Jo, Eric) would be asleep and other people would be working and younger people would should be in school, yadda. For the first show, a lot of teenies had skipped and were there with their parents. They were a hoot.

For the second show peeps, we just got to sit. As for a review...

( It really only counts as a spoiler if you haven't read the books... )

OH! And. Everyone had a different shirt:

SCENE: Older sister crawls into bed with younger sister. She is known for being somewhat 'scared of the penis' and hasn't had sex in seven years. The younger sister is known for being more sexually free and has toys to indicate such stashed all over her room.

Younger Sister: *indicates she wants her back tickled, something the Older Sister finds tedious*

Older Sister: If you want that, I get something big.

Younger Sister: *muffled as her face is in the pillow* It's in the top drawer.

So, I should be writing my NaNo. I could be RPing. Neither seems like fun. I am not a creative person, I've realized. Instead, I do the same shit over and over and over and think I'm clever and I'm really just not.

I don't feel good. I got sick in the shower tonight. I am trying to nurse a migraine. I have this wicked icky thing that has been GROWING on my tongue in my MOUTH for- you know? That just sounds way more grody than it is. I bit it, then I burned it, then the baby gave me thrush. That's all. *sighs*

Plus, Cher did something horrible to me: she made me watch FRIENDS, and unlike the three seasons of Supernatural? There are ten of Friends. I hate this show and yet... I can't not watch. And I went for so long, too.

I'm headachy, I can't get a job in FUCKING NOWHEREVILLE and I can't pay my storage.

I want to complain SO much and this post just isn't cutting it.

I'm apparently throwing a Pity Party and ya'll are invited.

Plus: I'ma hafta kill the dog, the boy and the neighbor. Who wants to come to THAT?

Ah, Halloween.

First off, sorry to those that were expecting RP & Thangs. It has been a VERY long day.

First off, I did the whole ‘headband & eyelashes’ thing and got Jack all dressed up in his spider costume and took him to see Cher at work. It was good times, though the eyelashes were SUPER LONG OMGooduhness and drove me BONKERS, I’m just saying. Kyle dressed as a mechanic and was super badass looking.

Trick or Treating was an adventure and we got a late start because Cher wanted to drop a movie off at her old boss’ place and we got to talking and an hour and a half later... well, it was 8:15 annnnnnd yeah. It was late. So, we did it until 9 and that’s TOO late. We went home.

Once home, Kyle changed, Jack got changed, there was a little Guitar Hero going on and then I was off to my NaNo Kickoff thing.

... oh yes.

NaNo. WHAT A NIGHT.

I wore my eyelashes and headband to the Denny’s meetup since costumes were suggested. At first I was the only one, but then... I wasn’t. :D We talked, ate, colored our ducks and stuffs and laughed a bit. Then we all headed to Reid’s condo and typed and now it’s 2:15 am and I SHOULD head home, but yeah. I’m doing THIS instead. Eeesh.

I have my 1700 words for today, but I’m going to be writing LATER, too. We’ll see how this goes. I already fucked up the tense I was supposed to write in, so... eh. Sorry Lodi.

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Kyle's been playing Mystic Quest on the desktop for the last two weeks, doing a great job and last night? Gets to the end. It's bedtime, he goes to bed. Aww, good for you, Kyle! :D

Cher sits down to play for a hot second and manages to accidentally delete his entire game. Aww, good for you, Cher! :D

Now, she's sitting over there playing at breakneck speed, trying to get "his" game back to where it was before. She's all, "I had things to DO today."

Level 31 =/= 3

Stupid David.

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So, this morning, some of you got... Special Greetings from my sister, Cheryl. She told Lani that I took it up the butt, told Pryllie that I hooked up with some cowboy from a karaoke bar and told JEWELS that I slept with David while she was at work.

*sighs*

Now that I've had more imaginary sex than I know what to do with, there's only one thing to do...


I TOTALLY BEAT MISS MURDER ON GUITAR HERO!!! 100%, bitches. :D I was the first person to do it.

So, we're here. Trunk is still full. Mostly because... well, no room. And Rach's couch? SO much more comfy than Cher's. Jack's behaving and in good spirits. He's a happy baby which really? Yeah. :) Kyle was a happy baby, too. I love those kinds. About this couch though? The back? Super tall. The part your ass goes on? Um, it's so slender, I can't even sit cross legged on it. Sleeping on it? Barely can do it sideways, nevermind on my stomach. Last night, I woke up five separate times so by the time David got up at like, six? I was awake.

Kyle's in school. And by school, I mean like... this little set of cabins in the woods. It's just the most quaint thang EVAH. And by THAT I mean... it's in the woods. And everything is green: the trim is green and the colors are green and it's just... so in the woods. And all the outside signs are wood. It just... yeah. Cedar River Middle School. And then he'll go to Junior High (8-9) and then High School. So odd.

This place isn't that far from the mountains anyway. It's all woodsy and the cops all drive SUV's and shit.

SO, here we are.

... I think I'ma work at a gas station. Or the grocery store. *shrugs*



It's colder out here.


And? the internetz is sporadical.

So, a long time back, my sister had this bunny. His name was Nova.

Now, rabbits? SCARE ME. Don't give me that look. Didn't you READ Bunnicula as a child? Well, I did and yeah. Psh. Rabbit vampires, I'm just saying.

So, okay. Cher has Nova and it was 'Hold Nova!' or whatever. Well, the thing is? With the exception of dogs, small animals don't like me. Cats and rabbits and HAMSTERS. Yes. They all want to kill me in my sleep.

And CNN has this 'watch Fast Eddie meet Minnesota Fats' from The Hustler on TCM. I head over there and watch it and it's great. I love Paul.

Now, also back in the day, my mother used to give me shit for being afraid of Nova. And she'd talk about this movie, Night of the Lepus. YES! A movie about killer RABBITS!

I was like, "You. Are. Lying." She swore she wasn't.

So, I watch the The Hustler clip and go, "aww, Paul". AND WTF?! Down below?

CLIP TO NIGHT OF THE LEPUS!!!




Aww, Mommy. <3 There you go. Your boy, Paul? Totally led me to it.

My sister and my best friend can die.

Together.

And burn.

For. Ev. ER.

I'm never eating again