Entries Tagged as 'I’ve had better mornings'
Tu’pence: You’re back.
Me: Yuppers.
Tu’pence: I thought you went home.
Me: I fucking wish.
Tu’pence: Does that help with wishing?
In other exciting news…I dreamed that I missed my final tonight because I went to an ex-boyfriend’s house so he could dump my ass a second time. WTF?! I woke up guilt ridden for missing my final and allowing myself to be dumped AGAIN. Which is pretty silly, considering neither of those things happened. Stupid fucking dreams.
Also, I haven’t been responding to comments like I normally do because I am being eaten alive by school…and ridiculous dreams.
Categories:dumb, I've had better mornings, I’ve lost that loving feeling, zombies
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My next door neighbor’s (stray) cat (she bought a tent for and has been feeding for years) was attacked and killed by two foxes.
I would be heartbroken if I lost Jack Jack…even though I yelled “YOU’RE FIRED!” at 6:00am when he knocked water off my nightstand, trying to paw my ChapStick®. Poor little fucker was passed out on the couch when I left for the day. It is hard work harassing your loved ones all night long!
Categories:cobwebs in my privates?, I've had better mornings, jack jack, Meow
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I was shopping in a discount department store, similar to Ross. Halfway through the store the lights were out in the center aisles and I couldn’t see the Hello Kitty skin care products (weird, I know, it was a fever induced dream). After complaining to a cashier about the lighting situation I realized that my friend N and her husband, B, were living in the back of the store with their two children. In between homes they were temporarily staying in the store to save costs. Stopped by their little makeshift apartment to say hello. It was sectioned off from the shopping area of the store by floor to ceiling drapes. They showed me the small living area, then we all showered together.
Categories:death flu, I've had better mornings, I’ve lost that loving feeling, Vomit
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I’ve decided to revive the ol’ Fully Klothed Thursday. Why? Because it’s fucking rad, that’s why. Plus I get to show off my mad snow shoveling skillz.
This lovely photo was taken a few weeks back. I stopped shoveling the driveway to give my mother a big thumbs down. I was less than happy that morning when I awoke to two feet of snow and didn’t start shoveling until I had thrown a proper tantrum. That shovel in the bottom left hand corner is my dad helping me clear the driveway, no doubt, because he was fearful I’d say something highly inappropriate in front of a neighbor on the sabbath. (Which I did – I don’t think they appreciated “fuck me Jesus” nearly as much as I did.)
Clothing count on my bad ass: 1. polar fleece cap 2. sunglasses 3. iPod (yes it counts, keeps my ears warm) 4. gloves 5. tank top 6. t-shirt 7. sweatshirt 8. sweat pants 9. pajama pants (yes, it was THAT cold) 10. Smart Wool socks (they’re the best, AROUND!) 11. boots 12. pants(!) 13. sports bra numero uno 14. sports bra numero dos.
This week the weather has been much nicer. Today it reached a whopping forty-six degrees. I was so excited I wore jeans with a tank and spring shoes. I fear that being comfortable in such a small amount of clothing at that temperature makes me a full fledged Utahn. Fuck.
Categories:FKT, I've had better mornings, obviously crazy to leave the bay area
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Utah has seen more snow this year than the past ten winters. My dad decided that the universe was so thrown off by my move to Zion that my presence has solved the drought. I suppose this means my work here is nearly done? What drought ridden area should I hit next?
I don’t normally watch the local news because it’s depressing and dumb. Case in point: the weather report. I accidentally found myself reading the subtitles at the gym while Law & Order was on a commercial break. “The air is considered unhealthy.” Bleah! As if I couldn’t gauge the air quality from barfing up a lung this morning on my way to work. Living here has probably undone any positive health benefits I’ve reaped during the year since I quit smoking cigarettes. So I’m considering starting up again.
This week’s weather forecast shows 40s, mostly clear, lung busting air quality shit, with snow on Sunday, my birthday. The weather reporter’s exact words were “organized storm.” I have something he can organize; MY VAGINA. It’d be awesome not to have to shovel the fucking driveway before Sunday brunch.
Categories:birthday, crap, crossing my fingers, I've had better mornings, obviously crazy to leave the bay area
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You don’t know from gross until you’ve seen a long dangler and had to pull a foot of half-digested towel from a corgi’s butt.
That’s all.
Categories:I've had better mornings, pet sitting, Vomit
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