So my son is still sick, I'm still sick, and my daughter is getting sick. Woo! Stupid germs. Yay for school introducing new germs to our home! Fookers.

I've been an editor for a few days now, have killed some things, cooled some others, getting comfortable with the position, but being sick I barely remember what I've done, thus an editor log. But some other editors are a bit cranky with the idea of editor logs for good reason. Meh.

...although I see the need to "edit" e2 to some degree. There is a lot of crap there that isn't necessary. (I am not talking about poetics or prose, but moreso the actual garbage a la untouchable toilet seat node).

Anyway. I'm blabbering now so I'll quit while I'm ahead. Bye bye

My Pirate Name is: Iron G Flint

"A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you are that person. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!"

WHAT IS YOUR PIRATE NAME?

I habe a code. Ad I'b all stubbed ub. ::sneeze::

baby boy puked all over my pants and shoes and the front door of my in-laws' home when i went to drop him off this morning.

this is gonna be a bad day, i can tell already...

*sigh*

SO bought the kids Monsters, Inc. while I was away. They like the movie but refuse to watch it without us right there and them sitting in our laps. "Scary movie, mum."

Yesterday was actually a not so bad work day, minimal stress and all. Then I came home.

So there went the non-stress thing. haha!

SO bought a mic for battlecom so now he no longer has to waste valuable game-playing time typing things out, he can just talk with these people. Which is fine. But. Ok I really don't want to get into the "but" of this topic. THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS CALM BLUE OCEAN CALM BLUE OCEAN

ok so yeah.

Off to work now. Byebye.

So yeah. My weekend in B was a lot of fun! Wearing masks and doing our hair all crazy like and talking, talking, talking. Reading old letters. Breathing. It was like coming home. I have missed that for some time and am glad I managed to go.

Last night I became an editor for E2, go me! I was a little taken aback (I had been offered CE status a while ago, but had no idea they really meant it haha) and there are so... many... buttons...



...what was I saying again? Oh yes. So yeah! Content Editor! I promise not to let it get to my head.

Now I must go to workety work work work. Meh. I don't wanna. My entire house is sick except for me and I just know I will be next on the list, damnit. Let's hope I can get away with not being sick because I really, really don't wanna.

Here is a fun link to amuse and delight:

Hello Kitty Psychological Test!

My results:

"You easily feel stressful.

Only with a little bit of additional work plus controlling your temper, you would then lose energy.

Not only you would accumulate your stress, you are weak to release it. For this type exercise and Karaoke would be the best way."

I shit you not, ladies and gentlemen, that was my quiz result. God bless Hello Kitty.

so now i have to find a new babysitter because once again i'm being let down. but the reasons for my being let down are perfectly understandable, so...

gah.

i really hate all this drama that keeps popping up in my life i would much rather have it be quiet for a little while but i don't think that will happen any time soon.

gonna spend the weekend up in b with my cousin v. we have some catching up to do. it's going to be just us two which will be nice. that is, if i can get someone else to babysit because my mom flaked off and so has to work saturday.

ROAR.

Today I sent my daughter to school for the very first time. I was nervous and she was nervous and excited. We got there a bit early so she got to play in the playground with the other kids for a bit. It was funny to watch her elbow her way in like that.

I hope she makes a lot of friends. I hope she has fun. I hope she listens to her teacher and doesn't cause too much trouble. I hope I can survive this. Hehe.

School! Good God. She's in... school. My mom took K today so I could bring C to school just me and her. My mom and dad took pictures of her on her first day, and of course I did too. She was almost too nervous for breakfast but she managed to have some somehow. I couldn't touch a thing till I got home.

I've been feeling sorta sick which didn't help matters. But I got her there and they let us parents walk our kids in to help them out. She gets her own hook and her own cubbyhole. She has indoor shoes and outdoor shoes. She packed her own lunch last night.

She was only a baby a little while ago, how could I have missed her growing up so fast?

I love you C. I'm proud of you. Now don't go beating up any boys. ;)

Bad day.

Oh come on, people, I haven't don't a quiz/survey in AGES. Besides, this one is pretty neat. Ok, here goes nothing...


PAST

First grade teacher's name: the first half of the year it was Ms. Janet. Then we moved to Quebec, and it was Mrs. Fitzpatrick. Ms Janet sucked but Mrs. Fitzpatrick ROCKED.

Last word you said: Yes

Last song you sang: The ABC song (at my daughter's insistence)

Last song stuck in your head: Dr. Hook - Cover of a Rolling Stone



PRESENT

What's in your CD player: a mix CD I threw together one day when I was late for work and didn't care that making the CD was making me later. The mix is called "LATE FOR WORK". Want a copy? :)

What color socks are you wearing: no socks for me baby

What's under your bed: a monster! grrr!

What's the weather like: Sunny and hot

What time did you wake up today: too fucking early


FUTURE

Who do you want to marry: Too late, I already married him

Are you going to college: no

Where do you want to go: I'd love to go to Scotland

What is your career going to be: Isn't what I'm doing now a career?

Where are you going to live: Where I am now

How many kids do you want: Two seems pretty good...oh wait! I have two! How perfect.

Kids' names: C and K.

Where do you want your honeymoon: You mean people can still afford to go on those?

What kind of car will you have: currently we are driving a '96 Mercury Sable



[a] - age: 2-something

[b] - best friends: they know who they are

[c] - choice of meat: rare rare rare steak. or veal. moo!

[d] - Dream date: person or event?

[e] - Exciting adventure: life

[f] - favorite food: you mean I have to choose?

[g] - greatest accomplishment(s): having 2 awesome kids, learning that i really am brave, i really am strong

[h] - happiest day of your life: how can one measure it? life is not over until you die, only then can you say, "oh yes, THAT was the day"

[i] ? interests: photos, music, movies, paranormal stuff, observing people, too many interests to mention

[k] - kool-aid: grape

[l] - Love: mo my mommma momma mo my mother, i would love to love you lover...

[m] - most valued: my family

[n] - name: g

[o] - Outfit you love: i hate clothes.

[p] - pizza toppings: pepperoni, pineapple, extra sauce, garlic. i hate cheese on pizza and always pick it off.

[q] - question asked to you the most: are you for real?

[r] - Radio station: none

[s] - Sport: no thanks

[t] - television shows: Whose Line is it Anyway?, The Simpsons, 3rd Rock from the Sun (even tho it was cancelled - BOOO!). Tho truth be told, I don't watch much television.

[u] - Your favorite song: Depends on my mood

[v] - Video: Again, depends on my mood

[w]- winter: is cold.

[x] - xylophone: ping, pingpingpingping, pingpingping, ping, pingpingpingping, pingpingping!

[y] - year born: 19--.

[z] - zodiac sign: Leo. Chinese: Fire Dragon.



Your favorite myth: The Tragedy of Cassandra

your favorite serial killer: hmm....

your favorite female ass: Milla Jovovich

your favorite author: Oh, too many to mention! I consume mass quantities of books. mmmm books.

your favorite obsession: John Cusack

your favorite number: 7

Your favorite excuse: I forgot

Your favorite emotion: That warm happy feeling you get after a really good orgasm. Or love, or somesuch.

your favorite drug: alcohol

your favorite drink: milk, i drink it by the gallon

Your favorite place: the bathtub

your favorite unattainable object: why would it be a favorite if i'd never attained it?

your favorite regret: i regret nothing.

your favorite thing to hate: math

your favorite paranoia: alien abduction

your favorite way to die: sleeping

your favorite insecurity: that i'm being too selfish

your favorite frustration: insomnia

I keep wanting to write something but it is at the tip of my brain and there is so much and my hands are not fast enough to cram it all down onto paper before it jumbles up again. Like dandelion seeds spreading, don't blow, not yet only gentle breaths oh shit I blew and there they go, bye bye thoughts.

I wonder who will catch them.

I had a bee fixation today, I'm not sure why.

Today at work, there was a gigantic spider crawling up the glass on the outside without a care in the world and people were cringing and freaking out and all I could keep thinking was, lucky.

Death by fire ants would be painful, I bet.

OK, now I am going to try and get some sleep. Wish me luck.

I have too much to do and not enough time to do it all again, fuckety fuck fuck.

Man I am a whiney bitch sometimes, you know that?

Of course you do.

On the bright side, I have tea! It is Twinings of London English Breakfast Tea. What is amusing the hell out of me is the "Packed in Greensboro, NC" stamped proudly on the frong of the packaging. On the back it says "A blend of Ceylon, Kenyan, and Indian teas, producing a full-bodied English brew." Does anyone else see how amusing that is?

Ok I'm off to go work now.

had a bad day again
she said I would not understand
she left a note
and said "i'm sorry, i
had a bad day again"


i'm feeling icky and bleh. k has an earache, poor little bug. c is moody from either lack of sleep or too much stuff going on during the weekend. she goes to school september 13th. she can't wait!

She spilled her coffee, broke her shoelace
Smeared the lipstick on her face
Slammed the door and said i'm sorry i
Had a bad day again

dude, that is totally me today, right down to the fucking shoelace.

ok i'm going to go cry or whatever it is girls do when they're upset and have nowhere to release it all. maybe i'm still hurting from this grandfather dying business. i don't know.

...is it so wrong to cry?

(it feels like it is wrong)

and all that's going on in my head is

(i loved you i hated you i love you i hate you god damn you you left you fucking bastard and you left us all and you left us all and you left us all you fucker)

this isn't healthy. i need a nap.

So I ended up not going to my grandfather's funeral, it was too messy an ordeal. My mom insisted I keep my plans with SP for the weekend.

So we went to visit some friends in O-S. It was a nice peaceful weekend, our kids got along with their kids, we were just sort of taking things at a slow pace and enjoying ourselves.

Swam at S-Beach yesterday, we all got burns heheh

I feel a small twinge of guilt for not going to the funeral. But like I posted before, this man has been dead to me for years...yet still. Bah. You cannot change what has been done.

So there was only crap radio stations on in O-S so I put on a random tape, it happened to be Weezer. So we're listening and Say it Ain't So comes on and for no apparent reason I start to cry and I think it's because all teh alcohol references made me think of my grandfather and it was just gah.

What a waste what a terrible waste. This man didn't care when he found out he had a great-granddaughter (my daughter) and didn't even know about his great-grandson (my son). How sad is that? This man has missed out on so many births Christmases birthdays weddings christenings. He didn't come to my wedding, I don't even know if anyone invited him.

How do you put to rest in your mind someone who makes you cry because of all he never was?

The funeral wouldn't have done it. I know this. I've been to enough funerals in my life to know this. It doesn't stop there.