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I will address the latter part of my title first: Look, i know all of you are busy but WRITE IN YOUR FRIGGIN JOURNAL OK??? ITS THE ONLY WAY I KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU, ESPECIALLY IF YOU DON'T ANSWER YOUR PHONE! IT MAKES ME WORRY AND I HATE THAT AND IF YOU (KYLE) GO OUT OF TOWN LET SOMEONE (ME) KNOW DAMMIT! AND DON'T YOU (SAM) EVEN THINK ABOUT SWITCHING YOUR BLURTY. I WANT TO READ IT HEAR WITH EVERYONE ELSE's. so there.
I am tired and going home now, so lovely chaos will be addressed later.
SO I had a nice weekend. Friday I didn't work because I was getting all my pre-surgical stuff going. Fri night went to eat at Tiffany Diner and then went up the Pkway to see Day after Tomorrow. It was especially creepy to me, because I saw my daily route to work get wiped out by a tidal wave, and people freezing to death near the bridge to my house ( not to mention a ship parked outside the library and and just the upper torso of the statue of liberty sticking out of the ice.) It was a good movie. Kind of unbelievable, but a good movie.
Saturday I hung out around the house and cleaned up a bit, and in the afternoon Chrissy and I went to Target and got a few things.. i got a mat for outside my door that says "WIPE YOUR PAWS!" and new underwear and pajamas for my hospital stay.
When we got back from target we picked up the hubbies and went to Twilight Tattoo out on the parade field (its a really cool military pageant) and then went and ate at Tiffany AGAIN. Then we went over to Chrissy and John's and watched Eurotrip which was pretty funny and not quite as raunchy as I had expected (plus is has Brad Pitt's brother Jacob in it.. he is cute and sounds just like Brad.)
Then we went home and fell asleep. I slept till almost 1 on Sunday and then got up and we went to see the new Harry Potter... it was soo soo good.. they are all growing up and it makes me sad.
I checked my messages on the way and thanks guys for the drunk dialing.... it made me sad too. I miss you all very much and I better not be getting booted out of the PLT ... sounds like Nikki was making a good replacement(im just kidding.. I LOVE me some MELVIN...and if anyone were to replace me in the PLT.. I'd WANT it to be her.)
After the movie we went to eat at Chevy's....GREAT ENCHILADAS! (in typing this I realize that I did not cook a single thing all weekend.... hallellujah!!!!!!!!!)
SO now I am at work.
and I am hungry because I only had SLIM-FAST for breakfast. I can't believe I am having to diet for the next two weeks before my surgery that is goin to change my life forever. It really sucks. I was having a great time saying goodbye to foods all weekend. I am really going to miss stuffing my face. But I am going to LOVE the new hot bod I am going to torture men with.
I had written a really meaningful (to me anyhow) blurty entry. However... it got lost so fuck it.
I got to talk to Jeannie Miller Smith today and she was as funny as ever. She told me all about her new baby.. which was born with 6 fingers on one hand (its gone now though) but thankfully, no dimple in her chin like her little boy has ( we discussed this thoroughly.... me telling her that it is cute on boys but not girls... and I should know, because I have been cursed with one.) I told her I will have to come see her when I get down there.
Anyway.... talked to Kyle on his lunch break and I told him I would hire him to build me a river camp house. And then the PLT can come and visit me there.
My mom e-mailed me today and said that she wanted to see FAME on b'way. I e-mailed her back and told her that she could do better than that. (am I a musical snob??? I guess I just don't know how it will be and even though I really liked the tv show--- I don't know about the musical....)
The parentals are coming up the 10th of June and I am excited and nervous. I know they are going to freak out at what a sin pit New York City is. But oh well. I can't protect them forever.
So. I had my second anniversary this weekend. It was great. I DID get to go camping, with Chrissy and John at their cabin in PA. It was beautiful and very relaxing. We didn't do much, we rested alot. Michael saw a bear. It only rained right before we left on Monday. The camphouse area was so beautiful and cool, with lots of shade and patches of sunshine and a babbling brook that sang us to sleep in the middle of the day. We all just stretched out and gave big sighs at how relaxed we were.
Then we had to come back to New York.
Even the dogs were depressed and didn't want to get out of bed this morning.
So, I got out of the shower and saw Michael tucking them in the bed. It was too sweet. I think that he is practicing.
Last night I went to Staten Island mall and LO AND BEHOLD!!! There was a "Cajun" Grill run by chinese people and they were passing out samples of YOU WILL NEVER BELIEVE THIS... bourbon chicken. Which I promptly bought and ate and the came to the horrifying realization that this is yet another thing I won't be able to have after my surgery, as it is mostly white meat.
It is a gorgeous day out today and fortunately I didn't have to go to Manhattan so it will be a very short day to begin my very long weekend! (I am off fri-mon)
It is my two year anniversary, and I keep saying I can't believe I made it this long without killing him.
gotta run, more later... I have to go to a birthday party.
it is such a rainy crappy doo doo day. and i am again stuck here in the office, however, i have just one more day to go until we are on a four day weekend. yay! i don't think that we are going to go anywhere because the funds don't look that great and i am having a houseguest who shall remain nameless, and will not walk my dogs if we decide to go camping for a couple of days, even though i am letting the person stay with us. as i bitched about before, no favors for me, i guess. i think i am really going to have to stop going out of my way for people. its just really funny that this person, the last time they were in town, SUBLET a place in manhattan and still had to walk the persons dog. i am letting them stay with me for free and they refused to walk my dogs for like 1 1/2 stinking days. its not like my dogs even have to be walked all that far, they pee and poo as soon as they go downstairs and then want to go right back up most of the time. and you really only have to walk them 2 maybe 3 times a day. it takes like, five minutes, and they are good for like, 12 hours at a time. and its my friggin anniversary. i would do it for my friend. ok i will stop bitching now.
i am having major cramps and i just ate breakfast 2 hours ago, but im already hungry again. it is so gloomy out side and i just want to sleep and eat and take tylenol. not in any particular order.
sam and i talked for a while last night and laughed our asses off. i told her lots of horrible things that i am going to do to torture her at her wedding and turn her into bridezilla like i was. (really i don't think i was THAT bad, just for like 30 mins). i told her that by then i will be skinny and i am going to show her up like she did at mine... (whenever someone sees my wedding pics, they always go ga ga over sam... i don't think thats fair.. so she is going to just have to get over it... i am going to insist over and over that get to have some sort of tiara and/or flowers in my hair.)
ok i am going to go get some work done now.... and then i am going to lunch.
OK-- THis will be the sign posted above my door from now on. "THIS IS NOT A HOMELESS SHELTER, A HOSTEL OR CARRIE'S BED AND BREAKFAST" I am so FUCKING SICK of people just thinking that because I live in New York that they are entitled to just come and stay here and then not do a favor for me when I ask. I am SICK TO DEATH of being taken advantage of and am only called when people WANT SOMETHING. I am sorry if the bank won't give you any more money and you don't have a place to stay and I am sorry if you are a starving artist who is trying to make it big. however, I AM NOT A FUCKING CHARITY AND IF YOU WANT TO BE MY FRIEND THEN YOU WILL ACT LIKE ONE AND NOT BREAK DATES WITH ME WHEN ITS NOT CONVENIENT FOR YOU AND NOT DO EVEN ONE STINKING LITTLE FAVOR FOR ME AND THEN EXPECT ME TO TAKE YOU IN WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE ENOUGH FUCKING MONEY TO FIND SOMEWHERE TO STAY!!!!!!!!!
ok. having said all that... please note that none of this is aimed at the PLT>>
Current mood:
pissed off.
I am sitting at work with absolutely nothing to do. I have been surfing the web for campsites for this weekend...(its our anniversary--2 years without me killing him) and I want a snack. Its the whole "red tide" thing making me want a snack. I brought soup for lunch but it is not lunchtime yet. Yesterday I wanted a snack and I bought some fudge-stripe cookies and ate like, 6 of them before supper. I forgot to bring some with me today.
Sara Keever is in town, but hasn't called me yet, but I am sure that she will because she called me last week and said she was low on funds and could she stay with us a few days. I said sure, that was fine... but I have a motive... I want her to dog sit for me. HA HA HA HA . YOU GET NOTHING FOR FREE WHEN YOU STAY WITH ME. I am only kidding... but it would help me out, because I am scared to kennel the poor things (and its expensive too) and its really hard to go camping with only Maddie, not to mention the Big BOy BRown (Buster's other name) who would run rampant on all the campsites stealing everyone's food. I hope the red tide rolls out again before we go camping (wouldn't THAT be lovely.)
Its weird. We are kind of poor right now... I haven't been kind of poor in a long time and I don't like the feeling at all... but I have been having to pay for some of my doctor stuff and havent gotten some reimbursements (doesn't look like I ever will) etc etc. Thats why I am bringing my lunch to work. The good thing is though that Michael doesn't have a debit card anymore, so he can't take out money. ( now he just goes in my purse and takes mine, but at least then I know how much he got out)
I just realized that I use ( ) alot. But I think that i THINK them when I talk, so maybe thats why. I don't know.
somebody please get me out of this office.