Thursday, November 16, 2006

Thursday, November 16, 2006

My little huntress has been busy this week.  Monday she brought home a baby rat, which she ate like a black man attacking BBQ ribs, licking every little drop off her paws.  Tuesday, she came back with a full-size rat, but decided not to eat it.  So, I had the dubious honor of picking it up (ewwwwwwwwwwwww) and moving it to the backyard where the vultures could eat it.  When did we get rats again?  Two years ago, they made a lengthy appearance after the multitude of hurricanes displaced so many, but I hadn't seen any in over a year.  And yesterday, she caught a baby iguana.  I was sure she wouldn't eat that after she was done toying with it, but omg, she devoured it except for that last little polite bite she left behind, which happened to be bright fluorescent pink.  Who knew?

I wonder what today will bring.

Monday, October 16, 2006

Monday, October 16, 2006

Ugh, it's spaying time for Kitten tomorrow.  =(  I'm a nervous wreck.  I'm taking her to my brother's vet instead of mine.  Mine wanted to keep her overnight unsupervised.  Fuck that.  So, now she will have a new vet, who comes highly recommended.  I get to pick her up tomorrow afternoon when she's done.  I'm hoping that she won't ever need to go to the vet again after this.  My brother said he got both of his dogs spayed there, and the Doc is excellent. 

To take my mind off of it, I've been researching political candidates for November's election.  Haha, I am so voting 3rd party on everything I can.  Fuck all of the corrupt lying 2-party bastards.  I love some of the gubernatorial choices:  John Wayne Smith & Max Linn

And omg at Clay Shaw & Ron Klein smearing each other.  That equals a vote for neither but rather a vote for Neil Evangelista.  I haven't worked my way down to all of the ridiculous amendments yet.

Friday, September 1, 2006

Friday, September 1, 2006

Okay, so I'm a slacker.  Tell me something I don't know.  I've been so distracted with Kitten (yes that's her name, think Father Knows Best) that I haven't felt like doing much else, including writing here.  So, yeah, we kept her.  =)  And, it's a she as I found out when I Googled and learned that virtually all tortoise-shell cats are female because of their gene structure.  The vet confirmed it, and omg I hate him.  He gave her so many shots, and then she got all sick and hated me.  She's been there twice now, and I wasn't even sure I was going to do vaccinations at all because of the controversy.  But since I let her out every day, I figured rabies might be important, and worms, and feline leukemia, etc.   I hope I'm done for now, and I don't intend to do boosters.  But she will need to be spayed at some point.  :(

I did get all health conscious and buy her organic food, plus all natural, perfectly blended raw food for my carnivorous kitten.  Omg, she loves that!  And, it doesn't smell all nasty like normal wet cat food.  The downside is that it's not cheap, but she's worth it.  I did save a bundle of money on cat toys though.  She loves her tennis ball, her bottle caps, and paper bags.  ;)  She plays soccer with those bottle caps until she loses them.  By then, I've usually finished another bottle of Kefir, so she gets another one.

She's met so many of my neighbors.  They all think she's a stray and try to feed her cuz she's so skinny (like owner like kitty I guess).  Plus, I haven't put a collar on her and probably won't.  I asked about micro-chipping her and heard about some huge controversy of 3 different technologies and politics and blah blah blah, so I haven't done that either.  She's very quick, smart, and knows her way home.  She grew up on the mean streets, so she's fairly savvy on staying alive.  Anyway, they all know where she lives now and haven't given me too much shit about letting her outside.  Who knew that was another whole controversy?  Almost everyone has tried talking me out of that, but she loves it.

She's so darn needy for attention; she's sleeping on my lap as I type this.  She always comes home crying and needing snuggles.  =)  How did I ever survive without my Kitten??

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Sunday, July 23, 2006

I think we officially have a kitty now, although I'm trying to prepare myself in case he goes back to his feral roots and disappears one day.  He's so tiny, maybe about 4 weeks old.  He even might be a she.  I have no idea.  I'm so cat-ignorant.  I started calling him Bones cuz he was so skinny & malnourished, but Galahad isn't fond of that name.  Mostly I just call him Kitty anyway.  We stopped at Petco after workout class this morning and bought some Science Diet kitty food since I heard that's the best.  I tried not to get too crazy buying him toys & dishes since I'm still not sure he's gonna work out and stay with us.  By the way, when I said he was cute, I meant in an ugly way.  He has a hyena head, long cheetah legs, is the color of dirt, and is just sooo fkn cute.  He did finally stop yowling after about 8 hours.  =)  Now, he's stealth kitty, so we've been calling him Ninja Kitty.

My brother came over to help us fix our roof tiles (damage from the hurricane 9 months ago), and he's quite the dog person.  Laugh, this kitty just adored him.  She/he climbed all over him, nibbling & pouncing & purring until she fell asleep on him.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Galahad went outside to go to work and discovered a half-starved feral kitty outside crying.  He came back in, got some sardines, and fed him, with instructions to me to feed him again in 3 hours in the same spot in case he came back.

I promptly threw those instructions out the window when I saw how cute & hungry he was.  I kept feeding him a bite at a time, moving the tray closer & closer to our front door.  Two hours later, and he was still yowling away and licking up every drop of sardines right on our front porch.  I let him inside the house for a bit, but he seemed traumatized, so I let him back out.  Plus, I wasn't sure how Galahad would react when he came home. 

A big thunderstorm rolled in, and I tried to get him to hide out on the porch with me, but he bolted.  Three hours later, I was missing him like crazy.  I couldn't find him anywhere.  I kept checking back in the original spot every half hour.  Finally, there he was!  I called Galahad and asked him to pick up some food at his mom's house on the way home since he was stopping there anyway.  Kitty still wasn't letting me anywhere near him.  I tried feeding him some rice milk, and that's when he just lunged himself on me and tried to snuggle for hours.

Of course I brought him inside, and he sat on my lap (purring & yowling) while I worked on the computer.  When Galahad came home, he saw him on my lap and kind of rolled his eyes at me.  But then I noticed that he had stopped at the store and bought him special food.  So, who's the bigger sucker now?  =)

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Thursday, July 13, 2006

We've either had too much rain here or someone is fucking with me.  I just fished a dead crawfish out of my pool filter.  Or maybe he's a langostino?  It's some type of crustacean. 

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Ugh, I had to go to Miami yesterday.  I always forget how much it's like a foreign country until I get there and can't understand anyone.  My TV at the hotel was programmed in Spanish.  With the stress of Miami traffic, a trying day at a customer site, and a tropical wave brewing, it had all the makings of a migraine.

Tuesday, July 4, 2006

Tuesday, July 4, 2006

I had such a fabulous weekend!  Where do I even start?  Oh yeah, Happy Independence Day!!!  I wonder if our founding fathers would be proud or shocked or both at what we've become.

My close friend came to visit, whom I hadn't seen in far too long.  Man, I love her and miss her so much.  We laughed and reminisced and laughed and cried.   Her kid is absolutely adorable!  We went to Lion Country Safari, workout class at the beach, Galahad taught her son to build sandcastles afterwards, and just did a whole lot of nothing.  I took the day off yesterday so we could do more of the same.  She's having a rough time adjusting to single parenthood, and her father was just in a very serious accident, so she's stressed to the max.  It was nice to have our biggest stressor be what to eat next.  Hehe, although when we were at my brother's house, that can be very stressful.  :p  Another brother came over & taught her son how to make paper airplanes.  Laugh, we littered his house with so many.

It did reaffirm to me though that as much as I love her kid and enjoyed him, I'm glad we don't have any.  Galahad and I just don't have the energy to keep up.  It's quite exhausting.  But omg he's so fkn cute!  He's a lil' genius at 5 and knows all about rockets & planes.  And, he has such a sunny disposition.

Friday, June 30, 2006

Friday, June 30, 2006

I just helped my Sensei register at ETS to take his TOEFL test.  Man, what an ordeal.  They have a horridly slow website.  I ended up having to call to verify my order, which kind of defeats the purpose of online transactions.   That helped distract me temporarily from the week I'm having.  I've had a migraine for days now, with no end in sight.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Saturday, June 24, 2006

It was cloudy today, so I decided to move a six foot mango tree that was too close to the house.  I was in the middle of a good book, have movies I checked out from the library, but somehow I was in the mood for hard labor.  Holy shit, I had no idea how hard it would be.   I have blisters on my blisters now.  I even have a blister on my fkn elbow.  How is that even possible?  At one point I had a wasp buzzing near me, and I yelled at it, "I have a shovel and I have no idea how to use it!"  I'm sure he was shaking in his little yellow jacket.  :p 

Anyway, the tree has been replanted in the far back, kinda near Bertram.  Hmm, I guess he needs a name now, too.  However, I don't know if he'll live since I am completely ignorant & klutzy in replanting trees.  Galahad has been working 6 days a week, so I figured, fuck it, how tricksy can it be.  This little seedling started in a clay pot and grew right through the bottom and rooted itself a few feet down.  I ended up smashing the pot and broke one of the roots.  Plus, he's kinda leaning all crazy-like.  Hmmm, I need a crazy-like name.  Maybe GG Allin?  Or is that too crazy?  :)  It probably doesn't bode well for him to be named that, but we shall see.   He was still standing after my shower, so I'm thrilled!

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

I had quite an entertaining time at the dentist this morning.  Yeah, I know.  Never thought I'd say that.  :p   They called me this morning to say that my appointment this week (which was made months ago) needed to be rescheduled.  Of course, they're booked solid for the next month.  I said fine, it's not an emergency and nothing to be stressed about.  They called back 30 minutes later to ask if I could come in an hour, at lunch.  I crammed the last slice of cold leftover pizza in my mouth and raced out the door. 

When I walked in, there was quite a hullabaloo in the waiting room.  Some woman (I'm always the youngest patient by 30 years or so) was ranting up a storm at the check-in window.  I caught the eye of the hygienist, mouthed my name, and she snuck me in behind the angry lady.  I started laughing as I sat in my chair.  Then, the woman burst through the door down the hall into the room where the dentist was working.  She started insisting that she needed to be seen immediately.  She wouldn't shut up and ranted about how she hated everything in Florida.

As if that weren't entertaining enough, another lady came in after her cussing her out and following her down the hall.  She was pissed off that this BITCH as she kept calling her was cutting into her time.  Laugh, it took her about 3 minutes to make it down the hall with her walker.  She cussed the whole way until she caught up to her and then called her a BITCH to her face.  Holy shit I was almost crying.  This kept up the whole time I was there.  The staff threatened to call the police.  She said that the Trump didn't work like this.  And how uncivilized Florida is.  Laugh.  We're in the middle of fkn suburbia.  I'd like to take her to the Everglades and show her uncivilized.  Actually, I'd like to take her to the airport and tell her to never come back to Florida again.

During one of the quieter moments, the hygienist commented on how comfortable my shoes look.  I get more fkn comments on these shoes from both men & women.  It's always the same exact comment, too.  I keep wondering if it's code for "Holy shit those are ugly!"  I was wearing my Columbia mocs.  They're gray-ish and nothing special to look at.  I think it's kind of funny when women comment on them.  Most women are so wrapped up in fashion and looking good that when they see a decent shoe that doesn't torture feet, they freak out.  Maybe it's cuz I refuse to conform to fashion.  I need my feet to be comfy.  How they look is secondary.  Maybe they're really commenting on my bravery to shun convention and feel good instead.  Whatever I have to tell myself to live another day as Wendy.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Thursday, May 25, 2006

My fkn doctor wouldn't refill my fkn Imitrex prescription.  It turns out I hadn't been there in 5 years.  So what?  I've been healthy.  Anyway, I had an appointment today to check in and say "Hi, I'm still alive."  Thirty minutes later they hadn't even acknowledged my presence.  Sigh.  Meanwhile, I see the drug reps start to pile in.  Grrrr.  They finally take me back and check my vital signs.  The nurse goofed on me cuz she said I weighed what her kids weigh.  I didn't ask how old.  She kept remarking that I hadn't been in for years.  I kept answering back, but I'm healthy.  They hate that apparently. 

She moved me into a room across from some guy with gout.  Ewwww.  I don't really know what that is.  Hello Google.  So you don't have to Google (since no one alive knows what gout is), here it is: Gout is a systemic disease (i.e., condition that occurs throughout the body) caused by the buildup of uric acid in the joints.  He was a 38 yr old man who hurt his arm at a retreat in NY.  Yes, I heard his whole story.  I think there may be a HIPAA violation or three going on there.  Anyway, now he has some weird staph infection.  Ewwww.  By the way, I tried to hold my breath the whole time I was there but 55 minutes is a looong time.  And, apparently there's a new antibiotic-resistant staph infection out called MRSA.  I was informed of this as a needle was being stuck in my arm.  Gah, I hope she washed her hands with soap.

I had assumed I would say hi to the doc and get rushed out, but he was very thorough (listened to my lungs and everything).  Laugh, he shut my exam room door so my history was private.  He reviewed where I was 5 years ago health-wise.  Again, I had to explain I've been healthy.  Because I'm a woman of a certain age, it's mammogram time.  I refused that on x-ray grounds, so I acquiesced to the blood work so as not to be perceived as difficult.  Yeah, yeah, I know I have rights, but I've been fired from doctors before so it's just easier to play along and get my refills for another 5 years.  Plus, he gave me samples of other ones.  I had to take back some of my unkind thoughts about the pharmaceutical reps for the 2 minutes he was handing me those (Maxalt, Imitrex, and Frova).  Overall, he's a good guy, and I have my refill.  He did say I needed to get annual checkups.  We'll see.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

I saw my first curly-tail lizard in our yard.  Sigh.  I tried to run out and drown it in the pool, but the fkr was too fast for me.  Normally, I adore lizards in my yard.  In fact it pains me when we kitty-sit, and kitty kills one.  But these guys are the linebackers of exotic, invasive lizards.  They aren't delicate and beautiful, and they drive out the cute ones. 

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Thursday, May 18, 2006

This is gonna sound silly, but I'm all proud of myself.  First of all, I finally stopped procrastinating and bought a new office chair.  My old one squeaked pretty badly.  Anyway, it was delivered today, and I assembled it all by myself!!  Yay!!  My fingers are numb and cut (well some of that is from cleaning the pool for hours yesterday & today), but my chair is solid and comfy.  I almost gave up a few times, but I kept telling myself I could do it.  I had to get creative because it's too heavy for me to maneuver exactly according to the instructions. 

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

It turns out that one email to the President of Comcast gets much quicker and painless results than 5 phone calls to Comcast Support.  The cable guy is here now with all kinds of tools fixing it (shovels, spools, etc.).  He looks cranky, although I don't blame him.  He was late to get here because his previous job turned out to be much worse than expected.  I did offer him a tasty beverage and then stayed out of his way (instead of hovering).  I think this job is turning out to be much worse than expected also.  I will follow up my bitchy email with a complimentary one.  That is, if my cable TV ever works again.  =P

Laugh, my email to the Pres of course went into the 4 month delay to properly fix my cable after Hurricane Wilma. 

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Sunday, May 14, 2006

I feel very fortunate that I was able to celebrate Mother's Day with Galahad's mom.  We bought her a laptop and set it up wirelessly for her.  Man, I hate fkn wireless.  It all works fine until you try to add in security.  It randomly disconnects her and finds her neighbor's network, which wouldn't be so bad except it's a weak signal and doesn't have Internet.  She's a new user, so it's quite the challenge trying to walk her through repairing a wireless connection.  Meanwhile she has a NETGEAR card and a NETGEAR router (saved as the default connection) but it keeps going to that Linksys network.

And mine is awful.  My laptop fought so much between wired & wireless if I switched back & forth that I finally stopped switching and just left it wireless (after spending hours & rebooting into safe mode to fix it).  However, that causes random weird lag so I've gone back to wired for the time being.  Gah I hate this shit.

Anyway, I had a very lovely time there, although it saddens me to see his dad falling further into the decline of Alzheimer's.  I was able to tell him I loved him and that it was good to visit with him.  He got teary-eyed and said he loved me, too.  =)
 

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Saturday, April 22, 2006

I'm trying to get out of my reclusive stage of life so I forced myself to go out tonight.  Galahad & I and some friends went to some local club where we all agreed the DJ did a  terrible job of mixing.  But, we all managed to have fun.  =)

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Saturday, April 15, 2006

I had a mostly uneventful trip last week except for a certain unnamed Marriott hotel that couldn't seem to get me hot showers in the morning.  That sucked.  A lot.

Wednesday, April 5, 2006

Wednesday, April 5, 2006

I invited a friend over last night (to cheer her & myself up) to watch the Chronicles of Narnia.   We ordered a pizza and ate it off my grandparents' china.  Maybe they'd be happy I was using it.  =)  The movie was good, but I got sleepy cuz it was so long, and we started late.

Operation Not Axing Myself continued today with a visit to Pablo to do my hair.  I got the lecture that it had been too long since the last time and then spent almost 3 hours and gobs of money (and he wonders why it takes me so long between visits) changing my hair into something fun.  I now have strawberry & chocolate highlights.  Yay!  I had an embarrassing moment when the woman went to wash the dye out of my hair and saw the ear seed thingies I had.  She started scrubbing and then realized they were not dye and actually there on purpose.  Since she didn't speak much English, I decided not to go into a long explanation of what they were.  We both just nervously laughed and that was that.  In case you're curious why I have things stuck to my ears, they are tiny beads that are taped to pressure points to supposedly help my migraines.

Tuesday, April 4, 2006

Tuesday, April 4, 2006

One Touch Easy Setup my ass!  I finally broke down and bought a wireless router yesterday because they're cheap, and I didn't have any other excuses except that it looks complicated.  But everyone assured me it's easy as pie (like I know how to make pie).  Their 80 year old grandmother could do it, etc.  Plugging it all in was easy.  Making it secure (which it won't try to do by default) sucks.  So yeah, it's easy if you want to leave your network open.  I spent hours figuring out htf to set up a password.  I tried Live Chat with their technical help.  He gave me a wizard that would do it for me but only at 64 bit encryption.  Fine, I didn't care anymore even though that low of encryption is years old technology. 

I run the wizard.  It does something with the router.  I try the client side on my laptop and it errors out.  Sigh.  Of course the software won't work on Galahad's Mac, but I can manually copy/paste some long encryption key from a  text file, etc.   I just want to be able to enter a password and go.  Why is this so hard?  I decided not to go back to Live Chat.  I ask around about WEP vs. WPA vs. all of the other ones.  WPA doesn't appear as an option on the Mac.  Sigh.  My laptop is fighting between the Windows wireless configuration utility and IBM's.   Everyone says use IBM.  I disable Windows, and still no luck.  I go back to the Mac and monkey around a bit (even though I am about 5% proficient with a Mac).  I find where I can make it WPA & WPA2.  Yay!  Can't find WPA2 on my Windows XP laptop.  WTF??? 

I eventually get the Mac connected.  Yay!  I update the drivers on my laptop, try reinstalling, etc.  Finally, I use the Windows utility and it finds it.  And now that it does, so does IBM.  Fkrs.  All of 'em.  So, now I've kept out all of the amateurs but I'm sure my network is still unsecured for professionals, but I kind of don't care anymore.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Thursday, March 30, 2006

I might be a big fat dork (or extra skinny one as the case may be).  I was reading that there may or may not be a risk of too much Vitamin C supplementation in the body causing kidney stones.  (My brother went through that, and I've heard horrible, awful things about kidney stones so I was anxious to avoid them.)  Even though I've been on semi-high doses of C for over a year and been fine, I decided to cut back to 1000 mg from 3000 mg.  Big mistake.  Add to that my overall depression and my body decided to revolt yesterday.  I don't know if suddenly I caught a bug, got food poisoning, or just willed myself to self-detonate.  I got so sick, chills, uncontrolled crying, upset stomach, fever, etc.  I haven't eaten much in the last 24 hours (READ: 2 bowls of oatmeal) and have lost about 3 pounds.  I'm just guessing since I don't own a scale.

I also noticed a new spot on my chest which is making me think about calling my dermatologist.  I'm sure 2 days of lowered C wouldn't be enough to let a skin cancer grow like that (well almost sure), but it makes me wonder.  I'm so sick of all of this.  The C was making me feel good about it all and feel healthy.  Now, it scares me because there are conflicting reports of its safety.  Nothing like being one's own science experiment.  :\

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Tried to do an old-fashioned beach day today.  Now I remember why I don't do this much anymore.    It was a gorgeous day, low 70s and not a cloud in the sky.  I put on sunblock, packed snacks and went with a few friends to the beach.  I had sufficient water to stay hydrated and blankets on which to lie.  However, we had no umbrella.  And the rental ones can be used only where they're clustered.  Sigh.  And, because of parking issues, we all came in one car.  So after an hour or two, I was all sunned out and ready to leave but couldn't.  I moved into the shade nearby and started to get chewed on by no-see-ums.  I literally had hundreds on my shirtsleeves.  So then I moved even farther away onto the pavement where the old people congregate.  Meanwhile, all of my friends were in the water having fun. 

I was reading a magazine but couldn't concentrate and really started to feel like a left out freak.  Here I was at the beach on one of the most perfect days of the year, fighting back tears and hiding under my Gilligan hat.  I ate my snacks, drank my water, and read my magazine.  Finally, they were ready to go and were making plans for dinner & movies, etc.  I was so over hanging out by then but somehow felt like I couldn't say no.  Hate that.  We all went to our respective homes to shower & change.  I of course grabbed a small snack to tide me over.  In hindsight, I should have grabbed a real meal.  It turns out girls take forever to get ready, and I was way beyond hungry by then and onto a full-blown migraine.  So, I ended up saying no to the rest of the night and spent a quiet night by myself on meds.

They all said I should have told them I needed to leave, but I didn't want to ruin their fun.  In retrospect, I should have because they were burnt pretty bad.  When did I become such a sissy girl?  How much of a loser am I that I got lonely in the middle of all that humanity and fun-ness?

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

I love rocking out in my car while driving.  It's like my own personal nightclub.

Thursday, March 2, 2006

Thursday, March 2, 2006

I tried Tai Chi again this past Sunday but at the beach this time.  Much better!  Everything is nicer on the early morning beach, well that is until the driving rains came in.  =)  Some fellow beach-goers stared at us and one brave soul even tried to follow along.  Bless his heart, it's fkn complicated.  And, we've only learned (and I use that word loosely) the first 12 or so movements.

After the Tai Chi, we started our normal workout stuff, punching sand, pushups, sit-ups, etc.  Somehow I fucked up my shoulder hanging from a beam and doing leg lifts.  I'm not sure how or why since I've done it before without injury.  Anyway, I lost 75% strength in my right arm which made eating breakfast a challenge.  (It was technically Tweensies since I had eaten breakfast before Tai Chi.)   At the time, I assumed it was muscle fatigue, but it didn't seem to get better after an hour.

The next morning my shoulder was much better but my neck was all fuxx0red, so I paid an emergency visit to my chiropractor who laughed at me for being a dumbass while torturing my every pressure point.  Then, I underwent an hour-long massage session with the nice lady with the mean hands.  Holy Shit, that hurt!  So, here I am a few days later and feeling about the same as I did three days ago.  Sigh.  If this is part of getting older, I want no part of it.  I shouldn't be this goddamn delicate.  FFS, I hurt my neck sleeping from what I can tell.  That's just plain wrong. 

On a completely unrelated note, one of my nieces is in all kinds of trouble.  I've been debating with myself having a heart to heart with her.  We aren't very close emotionally or geographically so I'm not sure how well received it might be.  But then I think at that age, kids are begging for role models and guidance --- they just don't always realize it.  But really wtf am I to tell her how to be?  I did already tell her parents what I thought of their parenting techniques while offering my condolences.  It's time for Tough Love.  Most kids are way too molly-coddled these days.  Haha, so says the mother of none.  I feel for her pain, but I know from personal experience that PityParties just lead down a useless path.  Aunt Wendy to the rescue?  Bahahahah I can't even rescue myself.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

I had a bizarre & disturbing dream last night --- a visit from one of my Spirit Animal Guides.  Yeah, yeah, make fun all you want, but I firmly believe that when I have one of these dreams, it's my subconscious letting me know something is awry.  Anyway, I was walking across rocks in a canal like stepping stones, except they ended a few feet from the opposite bank.  So I faced my fear and jumped into the black water to swim the last 4 feet.  However, once I was in the water, the distance became greater as things are wont to do in dreams.  As I tried to swim to the shore, I became almost paralyzed --- willing my body to keep going but not moving more than an inch at a time.  By the way, did I mention there were alligators on the opposite shore moving into the water now?  Just as one was about to swim under me and bump me, I hid behind my big white hat and woke up.

I've been trying to puzzle this out but can't seem to figure it out.  It sounds bad though.  =(

Thursday, February 9, 2006

Thursday. February 9, 2006

I just flew back from an exhausting business trip.  Five long days of non-stop smiling and PowerPoint shows.  There was no scheduled downtime, and I even had a roommate so my only alone time was my 5 minutes in the shower.  That really took its toll on me, so I've been hiding at home, barely speaking, and sleeping tons.  Galahad went out of town almost as soon as I got back, so it's very quiet here.

Last night, I went to visit my friend.  She had pretty heartbreaking news a few weeks back, saying her cancer situation was worse.  It deflated her morale, and that scared me.  But she was her high-spirited self again last night, for which I was grateful.

I counted myself lucky that I didn't get sick after returning home from my trip.  I was sucking down vitamin C like crazy but falling deeper into sleep debt and exposing myself to all kinds of nasty germs.  Apparently, quite a few people succumbed to the sickness.  And just when I was feeling high & mighty, I had my knees kicked out from under me.  Holy fuck, I woke up in pain this morning.  I took a double dose of Imitrex (that I keep by my bedside) and finally crawled out of bed at about 1 PM when I was starving & thirsty.  Jeebus!  It felt like someone took a sledgehammer to my head, in time to Madonna's newest hit.

I crawled down the stairs and fixed my morning oatmeal and was a couch potato all day.  I watched all kinds of bizarre daytime TV.  Wow.  Just wow.

If I didn't have anyone needing/wanting me in his life, I don't think I'd still be breathing right now.  I'm so over this.  The good isn't outweighing the bad anymore.  It's been about even lately --- with today knocking the scales hard into bad.  I'm on my 3rd Imitrex currently and conscious enough to come here and whine.  I hate whining to my friends & loved ones.  I know it's not easy to listen to someone you care about in pain and feel helpless, so I choose not to do that most times.  Hell, I can't stand myself when I'm whiny like this.  Thanks by the way, if you're still reading this.

I hope I feel better tomorrow...

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Fkn Denny's unsmiling bitch!  I now have a low grade fever.  GRRRR. 

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Happy Fucking New Year!  I've been having a rough time with migraines the past few weeks and with that, keeping my morale up.  Every day is a struggle somehow, and I wonder how to talk myself out of the deep pit of despair (sometimes on an hourly basis).  And then, I read the news and see all kinds of true horror out there and feel like a spoiled kid for whining so much.  I remind myself how lucky I am. 

Okay, enough of that.  Let's see... I just came back from a fabulous trip to Naples to see my good friend & her new boyfriend.  By the way, they had so much less tree damage (from Hurricane Wilma) than we did and I think it's because the East coast of Florida did NOT stick with native trees while the West coast mostly did.  Her boyfriend has a house on the beach which is absolutely gorgeous.  It's an older home and much close to the Naples I remember as a kid than all of those McMansions that keep going up everywhere (here especially).  ON THE FKN BEACH!!!  Did I mention that part?  :p  My room looked out onto the ocean, and I listened to the waves gently crashing against the shore.  ON THE FKN BEACH!!!!  I didn't realize how much I missed her until I saw her again.  Haha, we had so much fun just goofing and laughing everywhere we went.

I have 2 restaurant reviews to give.  The first is a trendy sushi joint in downtown Naples called Blu Sushi.  The food was incredible, but I would never go back because their service (with the exception of our bubbly waitress) was horrible.  We called in advance to ask if we could make reservations and were told we didn't need them.  Of course when we got there, we had to wait 45 minutes for a table.  Then (here comes the kicker where I normally would have walked out if I had even stayed originally), I asked if they could substitute cream cheese for mayonnaise in one roll and was told No.  WTF???  NO????  Then, he says it's all prepared ahead of time.  My face literally had WTF written all over it so he checked with his chef (or went to get a drink) and came back and said that they couldn't.  Their menu does in fact say, please ask and we will create whatever you desire.  Prepared ahead of time???  Does he know he works at a sushi restaurant?  I didn't make a big deal cuz I didn't want my food spit in, and I was out with friends, but for the love of Mike!

The 2nd one was called Bella Maria Cafe and was fabulous!!!  I was overly hungry and wigging out (almost ready to eat at Subway FFS).  This was just down the road, so I took a chance, and omigod I had a fiesta in my mouth.  Yum!!  Plus, the service was great, and the prices not too crazy.  They sat us immediately and served us soon afterwards.

However the most important news today is that Bertram was granted a reprieve!  Long live Bertram!