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Gall & Lace
beneath the veil, mine eyes divert
Crappy morning. To sum it up I was standing outside the 99 Ranch Market holding a half eaten crepe. I love crepes and I haven't eaten much in the last two days but I can't even finish a crepe. I feel just weird. Also, I love strangers in paradise something horrid, but it's been released in so many different ways that I totally couldn't figure it out. So that means I'm just going to blow a few hundred dollars and buy the entire Complete: SiP hardcover collection. If I buy it in stores it's $430 plus tax but that's why I love amazon.com. (less than $300 including the ones I'd have to buy in a bookstore) But in that case I just can't find a copy of volume two anywhere! I guess I'll just buy the trade paperbacks for volume two then. *sigh* Or...you know...but the whole pocketbook set... But I have this hardcover...fetish thing.
I cried radioactive tears while watching "Fried Green Tomatoes". Awesome movie based on an even better book. Weird thing to be able to say. Beat that crocodile tears. Also, I radiate .8 mR/hr at one meter. Funky weird.
edit: what kind of fucking inept country has social security agency that can't verify citizenship? Someone can steal my identity with the same number the knuckleheads in the bureaucracy can't figure out whether or not I'm a citizen with! No wonder they have issues with illegal immigration, they can't even figure who the hell's naturalized! And that totally ruined my good mood that I got from watching "A Good Woman", which was very sweet and I squeed very much over Helen Hunt. I think I like mature women.
edit: what kind of fucking inept country has social security agency that can't verify citizenship? Someone can steal my identity with the same number the knuckleheads in the bureaucracy can't figure out whether or not I'm a citizen with! No wonder they have issues with illegal immigration, they can't even figure who the hell's naturalized! And that totally ruined my good mood that I got from watching "A Good Woman", which was very sweet and I squeed very much over Helen Hunt. I think I like mature women.
Screening plus treatment tomorrow. Then I get to spend the next 3 days in isolation (I'll be a radioactive little thing) and then for week no contact with children or pregnant women (Going to still be kind of radioactive). And personal radiation space of one feet from anyone as well. Then six to eight weeks and I will be cured of hyperthyroidism. However, I will probably develop hypothyroidism. Well, can't win everything I suppose.
restless
So I had ox tail and ramen for lunch and left it on my desk. At 9 pm I glance at the bowl and it is just crawling with ants. YUCK! And then after I threw it out,washed the ants off, and then smooshed all the ants on my desk, my hands just stank of meat...and dead ant. It was totally gross. Maybe I finally found that motivation to stop eating mammal flesh. (I'm not strong enough to become totally vegetarian and I know it)
That was just ew, ew EW!
Plus meat second time around/fumes from dry heaving suck.
So I am totally having a (mild)physical flashback to Freshman year. can't sleep, can't focus. homework staring at me balefully. Whee! *bounces* *vomits* Ah good old hyperthyroidism. Makes you crazy and sick!
out of curiosity, a lot you guys keep talking about not wanting to offend/bore people with what you write in your journals. And some people do get offended/pissed off (not going to go there but you know). Why though. Isn't lj supposed to be this great self expression thing? If you're holding back out of consideration then this virtual existence is almost as stifling as reality? what's with that? rant! rave! babble! that's the wonder of free speech.
sims 2, so addicting. I can't help it. Gah, why can't I FOCUS?! Oh yeah, no meds. well, that blows. And the sad thing is that I don't have ADD or anything just a psycho immune system that decided, "hey I think I'll go kill the thyroid!" after it just let loose chicken pox from my nervous system. Shingles sucks too. If you wanted to know. I learned to sleep on my side from that affair. Though when I was coming down with it, I was doing a competition and still managed to come in fifth. But that was a long, long time ago. I used to be a math whiz, what happened? I'm a total burnout. Mentally and physically. Literally and not-so literally(what is the adverb for connotation or whatever?)
Yes, under it all, I'm completely crazy. And out of control. *spazzes*
Sorry daddy I actually kind of do want to get that $2,500 mac book pro. Need something that runs the Sims 2. ...It's only $700 more expensive than the Macbook I was planning to get before. ...Sims 2 is seriously more addictive than crack. (and talk about living vicariously) But I've been hooked on the series since the first one came out. Oh well
That was just ew, ew EW!
Plus meat second time around/fumes from dry heaving suck.
So I am totally having a (mild)physical flashback to Freshman year. can't sleep, can't focus. homework staring at me balefully. Whee! *bounces* *vomits* Ah good old hyperthyroidism. Makes you crazy and sick!
out of curiosity, a lot you guys keep talking about not wanting to offend/bore people with what you write in your journals. And some people do get offended/pissed off (not going to go there but you know). Why though. Isn't lj supposed to be this great self expression thing? If you're holding back out of consideration then this virtual existence is almost as stifling as reality? what's with that? rant! rave! babble! that's the wonder of free speech.
sims 2, so addicting. I can't help it. Gah, why can't I FOCUS?! Oh yeah, no meds. well, that blows. And the sad thing is that I don't have ADD or anything just a psycho immune system that decided, "hey I think I'll go kill the thyroid!" after it just let loose chicken pox from my nervous system. Shingles sucks too. If you wanted to know. I learned to sleep on my side from that affair. Though when I was coming down with it, I was doing a competition and still managed to come in fifth. But that was a long, long time ago. I used to be a math whiz, what happened? I'm a total burnout. Mentally and physically. Literally and not-so literally(what is the adverb for connotation or whatever?)
Yes, under it all, I'm completely crazy. And out of control. *spazzes*
Sorry daddy I actually kind of do want to get that $2,500 mac book pro. Need something that runs the Sims 2. ...It's only $700 more expensive than the Macbook I was planning to get before. ...Sims 2 is seriously more addictive than crack. (and talk about living vicariously) But I've been hooked on the series since the first one came out. Oh well
Purple lipstick. Yes? No?
library raiding = good
rain during such = not so good
library raiding = good
rain during such = not so good
grumpy