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Thursday, February 08, 2007

So fucking tired

Ok, I just spent the last 2 hours talking to the bitches and forgot to post so you get bullets.

*Dad is okay. No surgery so he is having more chemo mixed with radiation 5 days a week.
*That being said, I can go to the Blowout. I emailed the hubs to make sure he does not care (which I doubt he does) so unless some whacked out shit happens, I am off to Hoooooooston.
*Did I mention I am tired?
*Currently starting season 4 of the Sopranos. Is it sick that I find Tony Soprano hot in a fat, bald, revolting kind of way?
*Hubs got his apnea machine. God bless.
*I want to say a big thanks to the bitches who got me thru the last week or two with a personal issue. A few of those bitches went way above and beyond and for that I am beyond grateful. Thank you big bunch of hobags.
*Saw a shitload of movies this weekend - Prozac Nation, The Illusionist, The Hills Have Eyes......you decide which of those suck ass....
*It was 71 fucking degrees today. I had windows open bitches. Just when I decide living in this God forsaken place sucks, the weather busts out with that shit.
*Only a kagillion more weeks before I am done with Jesus classes and become all Catholic and shit. My soul best be thankful for this shit. All I'm sayin...
*I flat out forgot to pay two separate bills this month. Y'all - I am anal with this shit and two times in two days I realized "Holy shit, I did not pay that." Um, did the plethora of extra money not ring a bell? Oh wait, there was no extra money. Right. My bad.
*Hubs nad surgery is in a couple months. Soon I will be asking for you to pray or chant or whatever for good swimmers. No more shrinkage (as I asked for Dad's surgery). Shrinkage, in this case, would be BAD. Ya feel me?

OK, I must sleep. In less than 8 hours, the hubs will come home and the stupid brainless dog will explode with excitement in such a way that it will become necessary for him to vibrate my entire fucking bed. This of course occurs while Reba wraps herself around my head in a panic. Why...exactly.....do I want to add children to this mix?

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Elizabeth at 12:06 AM

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at 12:42 AM Blogger Sarcasm Queen said...

First - never been first!

 
at 12:45 AM Blogger Sarcasm Queen said...

Ok, i once had a dream about Tony Soprano - he is hot so nothing wrong with that - its the whole gangster power thing. Although when he gets all sweaty and is breathing hard - not so hot (unless he is getting it on with someone)

Its -3 here right now - I hate everyone in a warmer climate. I need some sun and a vacation.

Hope the surgery for hubs goes swimmingly and your dad continues to do well - Cancer is a bitch.

 
at 5:20 AM Blogger Nessa said...

YAY for the pops!!!! And if the big guy has anything to say, he can come too and hang with the hubs and they can play with fire toys and stuff...anyway, hope I get to see you!

 
at 9:25 AM Blogger Cat said...

Good to hear from you! was worried!

I think I know what you mean about Tony Soprano... its hard to explain isn't it. LOL

right about now, while you have that wonderful weather is when I miss Louisiana most. :( this cold shit sucks!!
Have a Great Time in Houston, I am jelous! (did I spell that right? oh who cares.)
Take care!!!

 
at 9:47 AM Blogger Stephanie said...

Well, we finally got an update from your bitch ass.
You HOOKER.
You know we heart you.

 
at 9:50 AM Blogger Cheeky said...

Yeah!! I am going to Houston too! (hey I need to thaw out).

Yeah!!! for Pops!!

 
at 10:07 AM Blogger Shell said...

YYYYEEEEESSSSSSS!!! Nicole owes me $20. She bet you weren't coming. I kinda had a feelin' that you'd come to this one 'cause Houston is so super cool and all.

Cheeky's crashing with me. Invite is still up if you wanna crash with us.

It was so hard to go to class yesterday at 4pm. The weather was GORGEOUS. I want more days like that even though my apt got a little warm and I had to run the air conditioner.

That's great about your Dad. Let's hope the chemo/radiation gets it all.

 
at 10:40 AM Blogger patti_cake said...

Glad to hear about the Pop and I will continue shrinkage prayers for him and non-shrinkage prayers for the Hub.
I am so jealous you and Cheeky are going to Houston. :P
Glad you are okay on the personal front too. You have some good peeps who heart you! (including me I might add)

 
at 12:55 PM Blogger Tammy said...

How do you think that Tony gets the hotties? However, I bet he stinks something awful. Like sausage and cigars. Ew.

I am SO VERY GLAD you are coming to Houston. This is gonna be fun!

 
at 1:41 PM Blogger Kami said...

Yea on the padre! I mean the one who you call "Daddy." You know.

I just hope that Carrie finds a new man off that certain website.

 
at 6:14 PM Blogger JD's Rose said...

I'm glad you are off to Houston. I'm so green!

Get some sleep girl!

xxx

 
at 5:45 PM Blogger Carrie said...

so my vision is finally returning after that assault but hey, what are friends for? :P

Laughing so hard about pooper and Reba. haahhaha

 

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