*yawn*

Mar. 12th, 2013 11:55 pm
synnoveaevael: (Mama & me)
I'm in St. Augustine, FL. Having a really good time. My one bitch fest is that my mother smokes like a fucking chimney indoors and you can smoke in bars here and we keep ending up in them and MY LUNGS HURT. I nearly passed out after a shower.

I am *so* getting sick once I'm home.

I will post of the awesomeness once all is said and done, but I'm so tired and have a wicked headache from lack of oxygen. I can't believe I used to LIVE like this. I wonder how people didn't just look at me and be like YOU SMELL OF SMOKE SO BADLY. lol..

I can't believe it's not even midnight and I wanna pass out.

Ack!

Feb. 16th, 2013 01:16 am
synnoveaevael: (Mama & me)
I got bit by the "new" format for LJ. FEH.

Oh well, I've gotten used to every other farkin' change they've thrown at me over the years. Hopefully this one doesn't make me nutso.

I just told my mother that we're gonna head on over to her neck of the woods for my spring break. I think she had a fit. She said she'd been really down lately, so now she's super happy. Huzzah for that.

The goal is to get there Monday March 11th, and then leave Friday the 15th. We're gonna drive down, and stay at a hotel to keep the bedlam down in her world. Cause she lives with crazy people. I mean, my roomies are nutbar, but they're not certifiable, lol.

So that is good. And should be fun. I get to see my aunt & uncle, along with Mouser. Should be fun times :)

St. Augustine, I shall see you in a few weeks :)

YEEE!

Feb. 16th, 2011 02:42 am
synnoveaevael: (Teh Minx.Trix2)
California was awesome.

I went from 2/10 to 2/14. 2/12 was Tia's bebe shower. It was kind of all sorts of awesome. I mean, it was Halloween themed. HOLLAAAAH!

I got to meet her family, who I already felt like family with since I had been FB friends with Lea for a while now, and then Mia sees me as her favorite person. They're adorable. Travis (their little bro) is a blast too :)

We also went to the Winchester Mystery House, for which I nearly peed with glee.

GOT TO GO TO AN IN & OUT BURGER! Honestly, it was just fast food. But The Dude abides.

Hit up Santa Cruz, and took pix on the beach, and saw the roller coaster in "Lost Boys", along with the train tracks that weren't that scary, and I stuck my feet in the Pacific! HOORAY! Oh, and saw beach wang. LOL

I really had an amazing time. Ate toooo much and gained like, 4 pounds. But I had so much fun.

I can't wait to go back out. When Teenoo has Zee, I'll go out and be a slacker then and babysit some. Mush on her wee face. Ya know. The usual.

Of course, now that I went out to California, my mother has her friend Linda harassing me about going to Florida. Whatever. It costs MORE to go to Florida. The plane tickets are nearly the same price and since she has NO ROOM at her place, I'd have to stay at a hotel. Which is almost preferred. But whatever. Trisha & I have plans to do so at some point. But my cousin is a busy girl.
synnoveaevael: (Default)
Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – Your first love
Day 03 – Your parents
The rest )

Meet Larry & Darlene. Ages 28 & 21, respectively.



On their wedding day. December 15, 1979. I remember this date, because my mom mentioned when I was 13 how that day was their anniversary. I did the math. I said, "SLUT! You were pregnant with me!" She was all "No, I wasn't."

Sassy me: "UH. HELLO. If your anniversary is the middle of December, and I was born in JULY.. YES YOU WERE."

Amused mother: "No. No I wasn't."

Sassy me: "I CAN DO MATH. YOU WERE."

Amused mother: "No, you were there."

Sassy, shocked me: "...."

HAHAHA. She really thought I'd have issues with being a bastard, so she married my dad. I was like, what? It was nearly 1980. What the shit? Ha. But she married him.

For me.

One day I told her to quit blaming that shit on me cause I was there before she was married. She was all "Damn." hahaha... :)

There they are at a club.



At a concert.



My mom's friend Linda recently posted these. Linda had a goal to get as much background in a picture as possible, or that's my theory based on her pictures.

Dad & me, shortly after my birth.



My favorite wee pic of my dad & me.



Not to be left out, my mother & me.



So. My parents had a helluva volatile relationship. She was kind of slutty, he's been clinically diagnosed as a sex addict. He cheated on her several times, beat her, didn't give her money, all sorts of shit.

Eventually his mother grabbed my mom and said to her "GET OUT NOW."

Apparently, she'd had similar issues with her husband.

(my mom's friend Ellen, my mom, the grandfather in question, my dad, and my mom's sister Kathie who is sitting)



One of my first CLEAR AS A BELL memories is my mom leaving my dad. (although, my first memory is from a couple years earlier.) I was 3. She had a garbage bag filled with some of our crap. She told him she was done. He cried. She cried. I was scared. Apparently, in kindergarten, we were told to draw a picture of our parents. This was the scene I drew, 2 years later. The teacher brought my mom in and recommended me for advanced classes. Most other kids drew their parents in front of a house. I drew my mom holding me and a garbage bag in front of a door, leaving, with my dad crying.

ANYRATE.

I wasn't really keen on the dad thing for a while. He eventually needed a place to live, so he lived with us a year when I was like, 10 or something. It was odd for me. He's always been more of a friend than a parent cause as the kid of a single mom, I grew up sort of quick.

My dad, being goofie.



As I've grown up, I get a lot of their relationship. It helps that I'm a more psychologically based creature, and I've gotten to watch my mother's relationship foibles. She requires a partner. REQUIRES. Sometimes (okay, usually) she finds the least suitable mate, and says "I CAN FIX HIM!!! HE NEEDS MEEEE" and lo. I end up with some idiot for a role model. Luckily, only a few of them truly fucked me up.

Mama, skinnie and goth. If only I had ever been that thin.



My mother is married to an idiot today. He's prolly the worst of the bunch. Makes some of the shit my dad did to her look like a walk in the park.

My dad. Well, when he found out my mom was engaged, married his then girlfriend. Had his first child IN wedlock. Then my mom broke off her engagement. I believe, he was devastated.

I truly believe my mother was the love of his life. We've had talks about this.

After 8 years or so in an adult psychiatric prison, he's come into a few discoveries. Right now he's dating a woman named Sue, who I genuinely like. She's a good egg. She takes care of him & my brother, Lorenzo, pretty well. My dad has gotten FAT, and I blame Sue's good cooking.

It's come to the point where he's the more responsible parent, and I'm okay with that. He went from me not really knowing if I'd care when he died, to me actually loving him.

Life isn't so easy. But I'm the forgive but don't forget type.

Rise above, right?

But.

Those are my parents. I look just like both of them.

My father is half Italian (he is first generation, my grandpa came over when he was 18), and Norwegian, Swedish & German.

My mother is half Polish (she is first generation, my grandpa came over when he was a bebe), and English, Scottish & German.

:)
synnoveaevael: (Firefly - Mal dancing)
I had a very nice weekend. Friday, we saw Star Trek. Now admittedly, I am *NOT* a good nerd for many reasons. I do not particularly care for the Star Wars or the Star Trek. But, having not lived under a rock for my entire life, I have managed to be able to quote both series without actually, seeing them. For I am nerdy through osmosis of my friends. Jim made me watch episodes 4, 5 & 6 of Star Wars (I'd seen 1, 2, & 3 in the movies). Granted, I'm pretty sure I'd seen all of them at some point, but just not at once. I mean. I did live through the 80s.

As for Star Trek, I'd done a pretty good job avoiding most of it. Except the Tribble episode. And I do enjoy a good shouting of KHAAAANNNNNNN. However, this movie was delightful! It was paced well, the new Kirk was a funnie lil' fucker (and what preeettty eyes) and Sylar was epic as Spock. Seeing Harold (of & Kumar) as Sulu made me giggle too.

Good times, yo.

Anyrate.

Saturday, we (okay, *I*) got up stupid late. Found out that there was a Celtic Festival and decided to go. Ran into many a SCAdian and Havenite. Andrew got me a necklace that matches my Celtic earrings that I adore. He also got himself a Utilikilt. *rawr* Oooh, he requires cuddles. *hold*

Where was I?

Right right. After the Celtic Festival, Ruth was hosting a BBQ (omgwtf) at the Haven. So Andrew & I got some fixins, and he manned the grill. I made sure the rum was properly monitored. After some fun bardic action, we went inside, were all conversation ceased for the dulcet tones of Babylon 5. I worked on my D&D character. Ahh. Nerdery.

Sunday, we woke up, and decided that such a lovely day was not to be completely wasted. We went to the store, and got picnic fixins (fruit, sammitches) and went to the scenic overlooked and ate. It was awesome! So pretty yesterday. I got sunburned from it, of course. I'm going to unearth my picnic basket from my closet and throw some sunscreen in there, for future usage. After the picnicking, we hit up the Haven, where I watched Ocean's 11 and vegged on the couch, all sleepie-like. Then we went out to dinner, for Indian food. Which apparently, the "baby mild" shit is way too effin spicy for me. NO DISASSEMBLE. Bad things. Although I had this coconut raisin nut bread which was like, so effin delicious. NOMNOMNOM.

I demanded ice cream for my poor mouth. So we went to Maggie Moo's. After that, we were so bloatedly full, we came back to the house, and vegged in front of the teevee. Once Andrew passed out, I poked him to come upstairs, where he slept and I watched My Cousin Vinny before passing out around 11:30.

My body alarm went off at 6:30 (I tell you people I don't USUALLY sleep a lot. I just go to bed stupid late) and I laid in bed trying to go back to sleep till around 8 and said fuck it. And have been dicking around ever since. Which is why you people get an extensive "this is what I did this weekend" update (*cough*, here something to read, Art, *cough*).

Today, once my cute boy gets up, we are going to drop his car off at the dealership (the clutch, she is unhappy) and join a gym! (YAY) and possibly go find me a new purse (Mine is far too large, I keep finding things to carry around with me. I think it weighs 12 pounds now? My CAT weighs that.), however that is not even remotely a priority. I also want to hit up The Drawing Board for some nice artist pencils. I'm sketching out the design to woodburn into the door of the yurt. Vines. Go figure.

I have these weird lumps on my skull again. I get this pea sized one whenever I stress or something. I think it's a ligament. But now I have a big ol' egg between that and my ear, and THAT actually hurts. Ow! I think my bronchitis has not helped these matters. Coughing is a bitch. But I'm pretty much almost over that. It's amazing how quick that goes away when you don't live with a person who smokes in the house all the effin time. Oh, speaking of, I talked to her cheerfulness (my mother, fyi) for the Mother's Day. She is... cheerful. Lies, she was crankie and "her migraines are acting up" and she had just gone swimming and she sounded about as cheerful as a box of rocks. I tried, yo. I dunno no mores. She wants me to move to Florida. NO. NO NO NO. Sorry to my Floridians.

Hmm. I think that is enough. Kudos to you if ya read this. With it's no links. And no pictures. Oh, I will have to do a picture post at some point. I have a shit ton of a couple of pix here and there to post.

Ugh.

Feb. 19th, 2009 10:35 pm
synnoveaevael: (Go - Cat - you're going to die)
I haven't felt this shittie in quite some time.

Fever? Check.

No appetite? Check.

Can hardly walk straight? Check.

UGGGHH...

I just had my first meal of the day. Once Jared gets here (I need to get the cats cat food, and haven't been able to walk, let alone DRIVE) I can Q it up more (been like, 9 hours) and go back to sleep.

*sigh*

Although, I did get a phone call from Partners in Research today. $35 for eating ice cream for an hour? I'm down.

Oh, and my dad called. He went to my mom's apt after she left it, and apparently she like, RAN out of there. Left PRECIOUS pictures behind (my grandparents wedding album, stuff of me & my brother, etc). So he took'em. She also left the teevees on. ???

I don't know man. She's been emailing me, she says everything is great now. Jodi (who she's staying with) got her a job. So, let's see how her life turns now.
synnoveaevael: (WTF?)
It's a twistah!!!

50mph winds here, kiddies. It's AWESOME. I just hope a tree don't land upon mah vehicle.

Anyboo.

I got an email from my aunt today regarding my mother. Seems my mother "needed" her credit card for her car to get fixed. When my aunt was like "uh, no." cause ya know. CHARLIE. My mother stopped talking to her.

So my aunt was even MORE clueless than I was. She was all concerned. She's not a bad person. But I can't say I blame her. So I clued her in to the little I know (cause since my mother got what she wanted out of me, ya know, money, she hasn't talked to me since, even though I asked her to call me when she landed where ever it is she landed. However, she also was running out of minutes. Soooo... There's that. But she could have found a way to call by now. Such is life.).

Ah. Family.

In other news, I wanted to open my windows since it was 65 DEGREES YESTERDAY. IN FEBRUARY. IN JERSEY. My bedroom windows are the "been painted 10 times" variety, so they stick. So I pulled on it, going up, with my left hand, and pushed up, with my right hand.

And didn't quite remember there was a bar of wood in the middle of the window. And managed to scrap off just about ALL of my cuticle on the middle finger. Bruised under the nail of that finger, and of my ring finger.

Jumped around the bedroom screaming "ow ow ow ow ow ow" repeatedly. Finally stopped shaking enough to see the blood all over the place. Cleaned it up (OMGOW) and bandaged it up. Which got soaked in blood.

Last night I changed the bandage, and put some Vaseline with, basically, Neosporin in it. Today, I could wash my hands, SANS bandage and not have the painnnnn happen. So it's currently drying out.

Huzzah.

That shit HURT.

Today I am going to the dermo. Woo. I've already been to the dentist. So that tooth is DONE. He redid it for free since he said "it's not really my fault, and it's not really your fault, so we'll just redo it." THANK YOU. See. My dentist rocks. I have managed to throw $700 at him in a month too. Thank you tax return. So my balance is down to $2100. WOO! Doing the math, I have paid in about $3600 to him. JESUS. This is what having two root canals and a CROWN will do to you. I STILL OWE HIM $2100!! AAHH!! What is killing me is the interest on the balance. I'm trying to get it to under $2000 so that way The interest isn't so huge. When it was $2000, the interest was only around $16. Totally manageable. When it was at $2900, it was about $40. ArG.

Anyrate.

I stole [livejournal.com profile] dexterette's mood theme. Sorry Moonlight, but BSG wins for now. :)

Besides, I always wanted an animated theme :D

Speaking of animated, I saw Coraline. Did I mention this? GO SEE IT. It was bloody awesome. There was a wee child in the audience (went during the day, huzzah no job. *gr*) and she sounded AWFUL concerned. lol... So I don't know how child-friendly this shizz is. But it's awesome. I saw it in 3D. Very cool. Worth the price of admission.

BTW, there is a gnome on the outside of the theater. I swear. See, me with the gnome.



Your argument is invalid. I am next to a gnome.

Tomorrow is Friday the 13th. Wee! I got into my first major car accident on Friday the 13th, 1997. In June. I remember this cause I was driving to my math final. SLAM. Assholes. I hate people.

Tomorrow I am also taking The Jew down to Maryland. FUN TIMES! :D I also get to meet Andrew's parents, and middle sister, and I assume her husband. I already met his oldest sister, and her husband. Very nice people. His eldest sister is so wee and squishable. Andrew pointed out she's my height. Bullocks I say. She is way tiny.

Juliet decided she doesn't hate me a day earlier than last time I came home! YAY! I love my kitten. She's gonna be 11 on 3/24. Which is also the 10th Anniversary of my grandmother's death. Weird how these things happen.

Anyrate. I think I'm done rambling for now.

ETA!!! OOOH! AND THANK YOU LESLIE! Bitch can COOK. *mmhmm* We had a scrrrrumptious dinner of cheekhan in red wine sauce with mushies and rice and it was so yummers. I should really cook more. Whenever I go to her place I'm like "I can cook! Why don't I?"

*teehee*
synnoveaevael: (Orly?  me)
Posting things of substance.

Things!

- I made a leather dice cup with bloodwood dice. Apparently the dust of the wood is a carcinogen. WOO! I'm glad that I only sanded and dremmeled them. *shakes head* At least I don't work with it on a normal basis. This is so we can play period dice games. Awesome. We waxed our dice cups so they got good and hard (kinkie) and they're actually water proof and you can drink out of them. I'm excited to use them!! My bloodwood dice, now that they're stained, are such a gorgeous dark color. I colored in the dice markers with gold paint. It is hot.... So secksie.

- Tomorrow is the last day of antibiotics for my stupid tooth. A LOT of the gas went away, but there is *still* something up there. WTS. And these antibiotics, Clindamycin? SUCK. Suck suck suck. They gave me heartburn that lasted for a fucking DAY. And they've given me a bit of a yeast infection (maybe my 3rd ever?) AND my stomach is all fucked up cause of them. I am SOOO over taking them. I've been really anal about taking them when I'm supposed to cause I want them over and fucking done with.

- Also tomorrow, I am going to see Coraline with Gene & Amanda. Funnie note, I have always liked the name Coraline as a middle name for a girl, if I spawned forth a female child. My grandmother's name was Cora. I have a feeling now that it might get popular. So I might do something like Koraline, Koralynn, or Coralynn instead. We'll see. I have a feeling I have some years to decide this. Heheh..

- I have gotten sucked back into the world of Magic The Gathering again. Motherfucker. Luckily Andrew seems to have more cards than any individual should, so I can borrow some of his. Mr. Michael Southers held a class the other day for newbies on the new expansion deck, Conflux, and I am 2 for 2. Woo. I should quit while I'm ahead ;-)

- Tuesday is D&D. Wednesday is the rest of my root canal. Thursday is face frying. Friday I'm dragging The Jew down to Maryland with me.

- I have NO idea what to get my damned boyfriend for Valentine's Day. Nice to see some things never change. I'm happy in the knowledge that he has NO IDEA what to get me. *grins* I got him a monogrammed flask for his birthday. That went over well. :D

- Last night, Pippi took Andrew & myself out to Spellbound in DC. It's cute! They play a lot of different mixes than Q's. Same songs, just different mixes. I'm gonna have to drag them out to Q's sometime. I will organize an outting for this. Prolly on a Saturday. Keep a look out. :)

- My mother is apparently somewhere in Virginia according to my Aunt Dawn. *shakes head* I don't know what the hell is going on this time. She doesn't return my messages. That woman is on crack.

That's all for right now. I have to pee.

Oi.

Feb. 3rd, 2009 12:01 am
synnoveaevael: (Kittie - Made of cute)
I woke up this morning around 8. Around 8:03, my dentist called.

I hustled my butt up there for my 3pm appt, stopping at my bank along the way, and gossiping with one of the tellers, Laura. She was SHOCKED and APPLED (yes, appled) that I was fired. And on Halloween. And with only Richele as a back up. It was nice to see someone recognized.

Anyrate. I got my tooth futzed with. My dentist numbed me so hard that I couldn't feel my EYELIDS or nose. That was awesome. Arg. Apparently when he poked the huge ass lump over my bicuspid, it didn't do anything. A tiny drop of blood. That was it.

So it wasn't an abscess. It wasn't a cyst. Many XRays later, it doesn't seem to be... anything.

Turns out it is a bacterial infection of GAS.

Yes.

Yes.

My root canal farted.

So he's re-doing the root canal for free. He did the first half of it today (where the put the killing stuff in the tooth), and Wednesday the 11th, I get to go in for the rest. I'm on a fun new antibiotic since the last time I was on them it clearly did not kill all the bacteria.

Whores.

After that, I went grocery shopping for the cats.

Then I went to my mother's. Who does NOT look like she is leaving the state on Thursday. She has packed MAYBE 4 boxes. She gave me a bunch of books. She's giving away most of her cats, which is KILLING her. I told her if she'd gotten them FIXED years ago, this wouldn't be an issue. Alas. She is still heartbroken. She really does love them all. Even if some of them are batshit. I did fall in love with one. Cause she's got 4 kittens who are 4 weeks old. The place she's taking them will take them with their mama since they are a bit too wee to be weened properly.

You can't handle the cute. Gratuitous pussy shots. )
*sigh*

Kittens.

So after leaving my mother's & smelling like crazy cat lady who smokes too much (*gag* she really needed about 23432 more litter boxes and maybe she shouldn't smoke in the house so much. Jesus. How did I live with that???), I went to CVS, got my antibiotics and birth control, which is ironic sorta seeing as the one cancels the other out, and came home.

To my cats, who have sniffed everything I had at my mom's about 3,242 times.

My mom moving to Florida, I *hope* should be good for her. Cause she is super depressed. She can't afford to live up here. Both her and Charlie are jobless again. She quit her job cause there was some girl there who made her life hell, and for $11 an hour she was not having it. Charlie got "downsized". I am not 100% sure I believe that, but I suppose it is possible.

It's good timing for her to go to Florida. And she wants to get my uncle down there. My aunt Cindy is still paralyzed in her left side, and their house is three split-ish levels. It's also a money pit in a flood zone. They need out of there. It'd be nice if they could get down there. A nice ground level place.

I'm hoping it all works out. My mother is freaked out about driving. We also talked about how she's not even CLOSE to the same person she was 15 years ago. I bit my tongue on saying that was when Charlie stepped into her life. It was hard. But I did it. She knows. I don't need to say it outloud.

I'm itchie. And I need to watch BSG's final 4.0 eppy.

I hope this storm continues to be nothing. Or I will be pissed I stayed up here. Heh.

And I totally didn't feel that 2.9 earthquake we got. Any of you all? OOoh, article.
synnoveaevael: (Hiss!)
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Well. I just saw it. And the little teenage girls who read the book were "SO DISAPPOINTED OMG I HAVE TO TEXT AMANDA ABOUT IT". *shoots all the teenie boppers* I asked my mom, when the screen got dark and every female SQUEALED, if I was like that at their age. Her response? "OH FUCK NO." Heh.

But. I think it was just like ANY other movie that goes from book to movie form. It loses something in the translation. I still think the books were better, but I liked the movie.

:)

The Harry Potter preview was kick ass too.

In other news, I hate me some unemployment. I have a phone interview 12/29 at 1:40 Until then?

No checks. If (yes, IF) I get approved, I *will* get paid for the retro time.

*fumes*

My mom thought that the ol' job was giving me the shaft, but Heidi says no. *sigh*

Am poor.

Going to Q's tonight. Come along. Hey, if I don't drink, it's all free.
synnoveaevael: (Eeyore peek tail)
Okay. Thank you, Roommate, for the APB. I got like, 12 text messages before I checked LJ. Interrupted a nap. Dammit.

Anyrate. Once again, rumors of my death (or disappearance) have been greatly exaggerated. Christ, it's only been like... okay 7 days since my last post. Some people go months and shit, ya know.

- I come home and I don't know why I bother. I swear to god. I've been pretty stress free this whole week, and I come home and there's a Death Knight of unknown origin on my WoW account *glares at roommate*, my mail is all over the place, the floor, etc, the apartment STINKS to high heaven of unwashed cat food cans and litter box, and I have HUNDREDS of dollars of bills (the Town of Tuxedo wants $205 from my ass!!! EW!). And a cancelation notice on something I paid close to a month ago. *rubs temples*

- Amongst that pile of shit, were my unemployment papers. WHAT THE FUCK. I swear to god I need a degree just to read them. And apparently they wanted me to call yesterday. Lovely. So I called today cause apparently that is acceptable. And I don't even know WHAT I called to do. To confirm I got the paperwork? I don't even know. It was the most useless phone call that was ever made. And there's a CLASS I have to go to??? MOTHERFUCKERS. I was employed for 9.5 years. I THINK I KNOW WHAT A JOB IS. OH my god. Anyrate. I think I figured out what I'm getting a week and it's more than tolerable. In fact it's close to what I was making before I got shitcanned cause of the hours they started to cut and the docking for when I was late. Although it'll be less, I'm sure, once taxes get deducted.

*pause* Call from the Momz.

Okay. Where was I?

- If you IM'ed me, I didn't get it. At some point the computer retarded restarted.

- I was down in Maryland if you didn't know. Spending entirely too much time sleeping and having fun. Which is why, I think, when I got my ass back to Jersey I pouted overlymuch. Now that I've talked to my mother some, and figured out some of the unemployment shit and I'm decidedly less hostile. Until I call the bleedin' state tomorrow. *growls*

- I don't think my cat missed me much. :-/ She was just proving a point. She spent a good 20 minutes happily purring in my lap. I feel better.

- Tomorrow I also have to call and cancel my gym membership, since ya know. It's close to the old job and there's no need for me to go there anymore. Besides, it's expensive. I guess I could just show up there as well. Hmm. I'll be right there. Maybe I do that.

- Also going out to lunch with my mother, then to see the damned Twilight movie. I also have to get my thyroid meds. I'm taking some of my last dose, cause it's better than nothing. But just for tomorrow. I missed one today too. I'll survive. It takes longer for that for the bad shit to happen.

- Shit, I just realized I didn't need to delete Jared's Death Knight. Whoops. Good thing there wasn't anything on the toon. Anyrate, I have one now. Her name is Synniskye.

- Goddammit. I have to call my father.

- I need to eat something. *rubs temples*

*yawn*

Aug. 25th, 2008 12:29 am
synnoveaevael: (Mawwiage)
Home. One piece. Mostly. Anyone know where they can find feet on the black market? Size 7 - 8 preferably since I have all the shoes.

CONGRATS TO VAL & WOODCHUCK!!!!

I *told* you she'd say yes :D

My mom had a blastie blast at faire. She said she's coming back next weekend with the stepfather unit. She felt like a rock star. Heh. :D

Thanks guys :D

I love my friends.

I need a nap.

Godzilla is the cutest creature ever. Want to nom her.

SOLD LIKE CRAP. I need to fix that. NOW. Heh.

Dra told me I had "too much breasts". ???? Apparently REP is cracking down on cleavage? IRONY. I HAS IT. Bitches, I am WEARING A CORSET! THERE ARE TEN POUNDS OF TIT THAT NO ONE EVER COMES CLOSE TO SEEING IN THERE.

Stoopid.

PANTY RAID.

Black Monday... children, what *are* we doing??



Brain games... is now... over.....


*z*

Aww!

Jul. 17th, 2008 02:13 pm
synnoveaevael: (Mama & me)
My mom texted me earlier to wish me a happy early burstday, and find out what I was doing today. If I was coming to work tomorrow, and blahblahblah. I told her about the Cali Invasion. She was all "squee" and shit.

I was like "what, she can't text me TOMORROW on the actual blessed anniversary of my vacation from her womb??" and I found out why she was being ninja.

I GOT FLORS AND A MONKEEEY!

They're in a watering can. SO CUTE! I love old fashioned watering cans.



I love these roses. They're my favorite smaller roses. Chocolates? Mochas? Kim knows.



MONKEEEY!! He's holding a lil' cupcake that is a lil' ceramic container thingie. SO CUTE!



The other side. :)

YO!

Jun. 20th, 2008 01:00 pm
synnoveaevael: (Labyrinth - Sup Bitches)
Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated ;)

No, I'm fine.

I will recount the GORY DETAILS momentarily. But I would love to thank part of mah crew for this adorable thing:



It's Firenze's new best friend.



That is also my new chair. It's my grandmother's chair. I lorve it. Fuzzbutt is sleeping on it now.

I love my build-a-cheetah!! He's all decked out in scrubs and stuff. SO CUTE. Thanks you guys, he was TOTALLY worth waddling down the stairs for. The PSE&G guy? Not so much. He was sorta cute though ;)

Okies. GORY DETAILS!

Jim & I get to the hospital at about 8:20. Late, but the Garden State Parkway holds no prisoners. I find out that I have to shell out $200 up front. DICKS. This is IN ADDITION to the $2500 insurance deductible. My mom gives me $1000 for that, cause she is like "THAT IS DICK." Go, Mama, go.

I gladly give them a pee sample and I go upstairs. Check out my room, put on some sexy gown and chill for a bit. They take me "early" (aka, on time apparently) and wheel me down. This is apparently when Jim stole my glasses for the rest of the day and I was blind for the next 9 hours.

They wheel me into surgery and I SWEAR TO GOD I was having the staff of Scrubs working on me. They're laughing and bsing and shit. I'm like "y'all are having too much fun at yer job." They were neat. So Dr. Chang goes "So you wanna go to sleep?" I said "Sure. Let's do thi...."

The next thing I know (that was at 10:30) it's 1:30 and they're making me wake up. BASTARDS.

I'm nauseous as FUCK. I'm tired, and groggy and pissie and my mouth is SO FUCKING DRY. Hollly cotton mouth. And I'm burping up plastic tastes. EWWW.

So they give me THREE KINDS of anti nausea meds. THREE. I'm still all UGGHHHh...

They wheel me back up, where I see Stephanie! My mom was there too. Making me crazy. The woman next to me had her gall bladder out AND her tubes tied. She was unhappy. But I apparently was in worse shape. AHHAHAHA.

See, what they do is for laproscopic surgery, is INFLATE you. So they can see. Makes sense. Well, when they DEFLATE you, sometimes they miss some air.

They missed some air in me.

It's like having the worst gas pains ever. I thought I was nauseous. So I tried to sleep. Couldn't. Talked to doctors etc. I have this thing I have to suck on so I don't get pneumonia. It's hot. Oh, some people liken this pain to "heart attack". AWESOME.

I vomited air. Like, put a bucket in front of me, thought I was going to hurt my life away and EXPLODED air. SO GROSS. Steph was like "WOW." hahahahaa... It was totally an 11.

Then I really threw up. I told them I hate jello. The only way jello should be consumed is in pudding form or shot form.

I had the worst nurse ever. She was pissie and just like trying to kick Steph & my mom out. She coulda kicked my mom out cause she was making me nuts, but Steph was nothing but awesome. I kept telling her I was nauseous and when we finally figured out it was gas?? She was just like "oh lay down."

BITCH I AM LAYING DOWN.

Finally, Pat the angel nurse of mercy came by. She'd washed my face before after I'd thrown up and was just in general a wonderful human being. She explained that the reason I thought I was going to HURL MY SOUL everytime I sat up was cause of the gas. She explained on how to get it out "lay FLAT so it can disburse" and all of other such nonsense.

Pat, I love you.

So I instantly started feeling better. This was also when I was told that it just goes away on its own and there are no drugs for it. So I said FUCK IT LEMME OUT. So i was home 5 hours later than I wanted to be. Whatever.

Steph took me to the pharmacy (I have so many percosets *glee*) and took me home. Steph deserves like, a medal of fucking honor or something. Srsly. *luflufluf*

I slept last night. I sleep for an hour or three then have to get up to pee. Getting up is an interesting challenge. For I am fat and cut open. AHHAHA. But I'm okay. I slept pretty well.

And apparently my pain tolerance is sick. I should have had 3 percosets at the hospital. AT LEAST and I had one. And one before I left. I'm telling you, my bellie is sore, but GODDAMN did that gas suck.

Today I had to catch up on 360 lj entries you CHATTIE BASTARDS. This is why I'm going to have to cull the flist sometime soon. That is 10 entries every hour of the day. I missed 36 hours of ljing. AAAh.

Anyrate. For you morbidly curious, these are the holes in my bellie. They're covered with little tape thingies and so it's mostly just my scary bellie. Which is distended moreso than usual. HOT. Oh, and still had iodine stains. :)

Cut for the squeamish, even though it's mostly just terror at mah bellie )

Now I think I'm going to find food. Jim, my adorable and hovering nurse, made me some chilled berry soup and it is time to git mah nom on :D

Success

May. 21st, 2008 08:51 pm
synnoveaevael: (Mama & me)
Had a good dinner with the Moms.

She loved her gifts. Didn't even know Def Leppard had come out with a new album LET ALONE with Tim McGraw on a track (she loves him). So she was squeeful. She was also sooo excited about the Moonstruck DVD. It doesn't take much. She thought the Lush smelled awesome AND she adored her slippers and the cards. hehehhee

She also WAAAY over tipped the waitress (Like, $25 on a $50 bill) and she came over and THANKED my mother. I thought that was sweet. I always over tip, cause hallo. If they do good, tip'em well. But the girl nearly cried. It was sweet. :)

I ate half my foods. I have half in the fridge tomorrows.

NOM.

*z*

Heh.

May. 21st, 2008 02:31 pm
synnoveaevael: (Carnivale - Tree)
So I had to break up with my purse.

It just wasn't working out.

I was TORNNNN between two I saw at Burlington Coat Factory.

I got one and now have stuffed all my crap into it. This shit is dense. I need to clean out my purse. There is stuff in there I don't really need.

Aah. New purse love.

I'm going out to dinner tonight with the Moms. Outback. Oooh. And I actually remembered her presents this time. Heh.

*goosh*

Apr. 24th, 2008 10:12 am
synnoveaevael: (Chair kitties)
Went to my mom's last night, and squished the two new members of her brood. Anyone want kittens? They're FUCKING ADORABLE.

I'm just posting the pix I had on my camera right now cause I have like, 50 to weed through, but my camera is being a bitch so a lot of them came out like the flash didn't go off even though it did. WTF?! Grrr...

This is the girl. My mom calls her Emmaline. She's fucking precious. She is your best friend. When you kiss her on the nose, she doesn't fight it, she just wrinkles her nose and waits for it. TALK ABOUT TRAINED!! So friggin cute. She fell asleep in my hand. She's white with grey tabby spots. And she is fucking tiny. Her mom & grandma were/are mutantly small critters, so I'm not surprised.





This is the boy. My mom calls him Double stuff, cause he's like an Oreo, but he's got more white than black. He likes to play rough. He's funnie as hell. Definitely a climber. Hehehe :D This is him gnawing my hand. SO CUTE!!!

Hahlo.

Sep. 10th, 2007 12:07 am
synnoveaevael: (Rose Grrl)
THINGS.
Or what I like to call RETURN OF TL;DR!!! Cause it is. )
Lastly,

- Many of my friends are having issues. Good, bad and indifferent. I am there for you all. Because I love you guys. You are my family too, genetics be damned. Quite frankly some of you don't want my genetics. Although, let's face it. I have nice hair.

yawn.

Apr. 23rd, 2007 02:02 pm
synnoveaevael: (Jurrasic Park - PotC ride)
I have no idea what I was going to type.

Like, no idea.

I had a thought. Then it went POOF.

Uhmm...

My nails are doing okay. Both pointer fingers *points and wiggles* are breaking. But the other 8 are square and great.

So. Tonight is HEROES!!! FINALLY ARG!! And I'll be doing my nails & toenails. <3 SHIT that's what I forgot. Nail polish remover. Bah.

Anyrate.

Heroes. <3.

This weekend was otay. I got called a heathen. Shock.

The concert Friday was awesome, but y'all knew that cause I already talked about it.

Saturday, my uncle's memorial was... draining. My father certainly has a feeling of mortality around him. His little brother & his little sister have both predeceased him, and HE'S the one that lived the hardest of them all.

So he's tweaked.

Lorenzo was taking everything in stride. There were a ton of people there and he kept asking if we were related to any of them. No, not really.

Alyssa looks like a female version of her father, and she is just SO pretty. Rosemary is in a heap o' troubles. Nikki is even cuter. Such a tiny thing though.

They all had a TON of friends there, and their parents. So that was good.

Still. It was rough.

And I had to deal with my parents. *bangs head on desk*

My mother was going on and on about last weekend's incidents and my brain hurt from the nodding I did.

After that, I went to Squish's for Rob's bday party. It was low key but cute. Always nice to see Rob & Chrissy.

Apparently, I am liked by Rob's mom & sister. This is a good thing. There were many questions about a "wedding" in our future. Squish stumbled quite a bit over answering them. I was thusly amused.

*blows kisses to her hunnie*

Sunday was basically a decompression day. I needed to relax. This past week took a lot out of me. But I knew it would.

Oh, it turns out the lawyer I deal with, Mr. Pine, is doing okay. They had to put a couple stints in him, but he's doing alright. :)

Yay for the little things :)

Tonight is the dentist. And the gym. I didn't go at all last week due to the wakes and the flooding and whatnot. But I'm back on track this week :)

And Heroes.

HEROES. <3
synnoveaevael: (Mama & me)
I got a call from my mom today, and for ONCE she talked to ME about what was wrong with my grandpa.

Didn't even want to talk to my aunt.

It was... surreal.

Anyrate. Grandpa update, cause I haven't been doing it. It's upsetting, but so is life.

Squish & I went to see him last Saturday for a few hours. Most of his hair is gone.

His once large physique is dwindling. He's the incredible shrinking man. He's down to 190. Which fluctuates about 5 pounds up and down due to water retention like WHOA in his ankles.

He also said they can't operate, they can barely chemo him, so they're radiating him. He said it's just a "waiting game". But then said he shouldn't talk about those things.

He can't swallow. It hurts. So. He hasn't been eating.

But, when Squish & I went to see him, we brought him the world's most fattening potato soup (totally Squish's idea) and a nice berry soup (the one from the cruise, for those of you in the know).

He LOVED the soups apparently. Sometimes, it's the only thing he can get down his throat.

So. Squish said he was going to make more.

When my mom called, she *raved* about this soup. I mean, I got a PHONE call from her Sunday about it (she called from my Grandpa's as she doesn't have a phone, cell or otherwise) and she was just SO excited we came over.

So, when she called again today, she went on and on again about how wonderful this potato soup was.

She's going to the store later to pick up stuff to *make* fortified milk. Protein shakes and things like that.

Calories calories.

If any of you have any liquified (he really can't swallow anything more than liquid. It hurts him to drink water too) recipes, that are soothing, have NO lumps and high caloric, doooo let me know.

I'm going to see about making some liquified brownies. I'm making brownies for my mini family reunion tomorrow, and I want Grandpa to have dessert too. They can't be *too* thick though.

I can figure it out. :)

Oh and my cousin Michael has kidney cancer. He's my second cousin, and a bit older, he's in his early 60s I think. He's getting surgery next week. When he was younger, EVERYONE thought he looked like Elvis. He's like 6'3", black hair, bright blue eyes. So I guess he looks like what Elvis would have looked like if he didn't, ya know, get fat and bloated and DIE.

Trish is still around. Looking slightly more pregnant. She blames that on all the food she's had to eat while here. *grins*

Brian went and interviewed at some place in New Hampshire. Now he's in Rhode Island. Or something. I don't know. I need a GPS on him to find him. Yale is next week. I think. Ahh, the joys of the med student looking for residency. At least he's brilliant. He pretty much has his choice of whatever. His resume practically sparkles.

So, after the popping of my tire last night, Jared & I went to Sears Auto and figured out they're USELESS. But I drove it (oh, that was fun) this morning with the donut on to the place by my job, and walked to work, not far, only 10 minutes or so. So I got some cardio in even if I didn't get to go to the gym last night.

I get to pay $96 to get it back. Woo.

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