Low sugar intake?

Try these to sweeten up. The point of this post is to bombard you with cuteness, and to ask anyone who takes photographs of animals, how do you gat a good shot without having the subject's eyes turn green or red?




So again, if you have any photography tips, please let me know. Heads up, I'm not working with a digital damera either, I use disposables, or, shortly a regular old school SLR.

Tonight I had a Good Hair Night

Lovely evening this evening. I never mentioned the rash I've been battling for the past two weeks on here. Yes it was better, but now i need lotion, the prescription kind. Which I have. I'll go to rite-aid tomorrow and get my steroid prescription filled so this will go away.

Word to the wise- don't take limictal. It will make you break out in an AWFUL rash, a rash whose only saving grace is that you have the opportunity to tell boys who are hitting on you about it.

No, its not contagious.

Still hitting my head against the wall about living at home, waiting for Monday for everything-- Job, School, Life...

Exersizing the past

I was down stairs tonight after having my self-confidence beaten down to about a half inch by my father, and after losing interest in weight lifting and sit ups, I found my old appointment books (wow that was a bad sentence). I looked at the ones from the first half of my senior year, WoW. Becca I miss ya-- I was half hoping there was a hit of something chillin in all those rave flyers. There wasn't. Luckily my insanity has been temporarily relaxed by my own forthought and the ability to go out tomorrow night and get lit.

I decided to used my senior year appt. book that is roxy brand again. Maybe I could go back to being that organized and excited! I bet I would only need regular organizer inserts to fill it. I was crazy then, but I liked it! Talk to me in 6 years and I'm sure summer 2006 will be the time of my life. OH GOD.

I also want a SWBBADD reunion at my cottage-- the girls, gossip, booze and chilling, that is so what I need. So if you're reading this ladies, let me know whem you will be in Michigan this summer!!! Otherwise its a Chi-town break for me!!

And insanity slowly but securely sets in...

Tiara Girls post script

I just looked back at everything I have written, and not deleted, for my blog. I'm going to go have a shot or two and go to bed. When will I stop being naive and trusting with boys. I have to remember how good and sorry colin has been since the begining of feb. I guess his shit hit me deeper than I'd ever admit. However, I do need to take into consideration his kindness and boyfriendly-ness since then. I'm still wary and I wonder if I should be. I was so fucking oblivious, and that was not supposed to happen, not after all the other times. FUCK. Well, its love right now.

Tiara Girls

Last night I couldn't fall asleep. Nothing new in that area, but this time, instead of watching yet another day in history that changed America forever on the H channel, I decided to slip down and join the lowest common denomonator. I watched MTV. It was, after all, my right to do so this week, my dad came out well but wounded from surgery, and I didn't see him for a week. Did I mention I managed to contract something similar enough to the mumps to be quarentined in my house and puffed up in the face like a blow fish for a fucking week? Well I was, and today I found out it was not the mumps (rightly so, how would I get that in 2006?), but rather a nasty reaction to a medicine I will NEVER take again (on account of the lovely freak rash), and some yet to be identified ailment... dr's are looking to mono now, I'm looking to its all bullshit and I'm just fine let me out of my house before I kill you motherfuckers goddamnit!
However, the Tiara girls, they don't seem to be as superficial as those spoiled girl-sluts on the 16th birthday party show, these young ladies look normal. Actually they look abnormally normal. They are very driven and cute with their southern drawls, and their chubby physiques. Very cute brain candy. And, beauty pagents were always stigmatized in my youth, what with Jon Benet and all... (Her daddy was an Oke town grad-- Home town pride right there! Freak Show!!!) All in all, a rewarding indulgence.

Did I mention my quarentine? Three people, two ailing, and one freaking out, all residing in a 3 bed. 2.5 bath house in Cornell Woods. Madness is well on its way to taking over. Completely.

I do have my history channel (god do I love organized crime, the study of, though not in life, hitler and his machinery, and judas. Damn Judas were you just bad or was there some good in there? I know the answer. I've watched your history channel show at least 3 times) and I was also accompanied by a very hypocondrical(that iss most likely not a word......yet) boyfriend today and over the past few days. I'm impressed when a young man is faced with the very image of immune system revolt, and will still hang out in the same room with me and even tell me I'm pretty (a blatant lie, when the person you've been sleeping with for 3 years is puffed up and red as a tomato-- no one can feel that way, but it was sweet none the less {keep in mind this was all spoken in my direction from at least 3 feet away..}).

Needless to say, I'm waiting on all of my "mumps purchases" (2 hoodies (one serious deal for new york soul), 1 pair of very smart jeans, 1 pair of bermuda shorts to piss everyone off, a tube top, and a pair of very "it" reef flip flops). I can blame the fever and rash for my irrational purchasing problem. After all, you have to set down the ice packs you had plastered on the sides of your burning face some time, and what better way to occupy them than making irrational purchases on your parents credit card b/c your father gave you the green light, (never mind all that pain medication he's taking that they say might be hindering his judgement and memory...)

I'll just keep putting the blame on someone/thing else..............

Its alright though. Why, you ask? Well easy, I seem to have just about secured a job at Victoria's Secret. Yes, that means I will be wearing very nice underthings, and I'll be top shelf in the mall, and that my lapse of judgement regarding alcohol, big macs and an ouil were worth it-- yes those elements combined to make my chest today. Once nonexistent, now, reasonable. I'm hoping for the same expansion to happen again, only this time from fruit and not fast food. Lets all cross our fingers for a D cup. (Bet you didn't know I was a C now you dirty dirty mother fucker) *Spank* ~~that did hurt in a good way, didn't it?~~

Before you judge let me get the job. My fingers are crossed, yours should be also.

So should I put a link to this on myspace? I dont know if i want to cross my aim/blogging life with my "online community" life. Input would be very much apreciated. And the spell check isn't working so if I fucked up my spelling and it bothered you, well let that chew a cavernous pit in your obviously bored soul.

Please enjoy your day and fuck off or on, if you feel so compelled. (FUCKING ROUGH WEEK!)

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