hi. i'm a dork.

(warning: this post may have too many ellipses...)

so... my uncertainty yesterday... well... it... is totally because i'm a dork. huge. gigantic. definitely of remarkable size. *sigh*

"this week is the suck." yes, yes it is.

trying to be calm... trying to be patient... really just want to run over and hug.

uncertainty

i hate it. logic tells me one thing. but at what point have i ever claimed to be logical.

mmm coffee

even better, possibly FREE coffee. (i'm a chai girl myself, but whatevs.) go here to enter to win a $10 gift card to starbucks. coz mommy knows you want a venti 5-pump iced chai latte. wait, that's me. i want one. now. please?

hello squishy

i need a new tire. hopefully i'll just get the one too. *fingers crossed* i love my kitty car, but dang she's getting expensive. *sigh*

update: still waiting to hear from the shop. um guys, i'll want to drive my car home sometime tonight...

further update: one definitely needs replacing. the other one will need it sooner rather than later, but i'm going with the "i'm a broke momma and can't really afford two new tires right now."

hiccups

our connection appeared to have a hiccup this morning. man did that scare me. i thought i might be without all day. that moment of terror was not pretty. whew!

"oh may holy hell, y'all"

the lovely (bald or with hair!!!) mrs. hot posted this on her site.

but i'm being honest...

go ahead. ask me how i am. no really i want you to. why? because i want to be honest. so you'll stop asking me. the last few days have just stunk as far as work goes. it's the same stuff, just a different date.

and if it's 'my space' and they're 'my things', what rule says i have to be polite when i tell you to put it down and get out?

battles

i know we all have a lot of leeway. my boss wants the work done, and us happy. but some people take way too much advantage of that. it irritates me. one day, i'll wave bye to this person, permanently. sooner rather than later would be best.

brr...

i'm cold, freezing. it's a gorgeous summer day, and i'm stuck in an ice block for an office. the sweater i leave here looks ridiculous on me today. i just want to go get the rest of the twilight saga (i know, i'm way behind things, but i finally read the first book saturday night. THE WHOLE THING!) and crawl in bed and read them all day.

sweet sweet sleep

ambien knocks me out literally within a half hour of taking it. if i fight it, i "see" weird things. the first time i realized it, the paper UNDERNEATH THE WORDS was moving like a current. freaked me out, but i thought it was funny as all get-out. when the dr. prescribed it to me, i had spent almost a year with less than 4 hours of sleep a night. 4 hours at that time was a good night (not even straight through mind you). i took it every night for a month. now i only take it if i don't sleep for two nights in a row and i make sure my dad is around for my daughter if she needs someone. i'm completely comatose when taking that stuff. thankfully it only lasts for four hours (it's the smallest dose you can get) and then my body does the rest (FINALLY!)

*comment on this post.

commenting on a post

"Friendliness in an Unfriendly World"
some how i found this post. wow... it's so true. i wanted to comment, but they were closed.

i had a run in with a pediatrician that had a similar attitude. the monkey was sick and i took her in to urgent care. this particular fellow stuck the tongue depressor so far down her throat she gagged on it. his response was, "ew!" and backed away quickly. while yes, it was icky, his response was not in anyway soothing for either the monkey or me. not cool dude. ahem, you're a doctor. treating a small child. SOOTHE US DAMN IT. i mentioned it to our regular doctor. we never saw that one again...

you just gotta love loud.

17. Get a better vocabulary so I don't write things like paradisaical.

perfect quote for me today

i have taken the reigns now...

giddy up and stand clear.

blog the recession

motherhood uncensored's idea. it's a good one. here's me joining the ranks. there's a link on my side bar. it's the cute little piggy bank. i've been thinking about having ads on here. it's still just thinking... but i can appreciated how every little bit helps.

panic attack

they never last more than 20 minutes. you CAN NOT die from one.

but, they scare the hell out of everyone in my house. i had my first, full-fledge, "this one goes to 11" panic attack. i know you can't die from a panic attack, but i sure as hell thought i was going to.

at least, i hope it was a panic attack. scary shit otherwise.