Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike

This is so awesome, I don't want to lose it:

http://www.paranaiv.no/inspiration/2011/03/hard-be-passive


I'm completely irked. Since I registered for life late, and figured out what Blackboard was the day before my first class, my books were on the way. Well, one of my books isn't here yet, the teacher is less than understanding (and not bitchie, just "oh dear, I hope it arrives!") and the one dude I have contacting me back about borrowing it is flaky. ARG.

Just frustrated.

Also? I think I'm teething. No shit. Like, I like that last wisdom tooth might be coming in. I feel like I scratched the gum. But it's been like that for DAYS. They said that this was impacted, but they said it about the last one, and that fucker came in straight.

Arg.

I'm gonna take notes on my Women's Psych class. That teacher is kick ass.

ETA: I just had to re-read my chapter, since the e-book I have is apparently NOT the actual book (which I got when I was at work) for the class. It's a shame, I actually like the e-book *way* better.

Real updatings!

- So Friday I had that thing removed from my lip. And from the subsequent pain caused adrenaline rush, I cleaned my apartment like a mo' fo'. It needed it. Then, I was exhausted, but I went to Steph & Tim's to continue to help Draven & Steph paint and whatnot. By the time I left, the bedroom was looking pretty good. The house is prolly done by now, in hearing what the girls planned on doing while I wasn't there. I began to read Tucker Max. Laughed so hard, it hurt. Literally, my stitches were pulling. Samm arrived at my house for crash space. I passed out.

- Saturday! Waited for my boyfriend to show up. In that time I read more of the Tucker Max book, got keys made, even though one was botched, went and did some grocery shopping and started cooking some food. I was domestic. When Andrew got here, Juliet JUMPED onto the couch to greet him. WHAT THE FUCK CAT?? She's such a traitor. She doesn't do that to me, but I don't spend at least a half hour of my day brushing her like he does. LOL. Anyrate, we ate, and then bolted to Warwick for some drinking. Turns out we're all getting old, and barely did any shots and only one round of Car Bombs that I remember, and had some sillieness. It was a lot of good times though. I heart mah crew. Andrew was well received. I was pleased and relieved. :)

- Sunday! Woke up and was sluggish to function. Hung out with the boys for a bit, then got our asses back to my place. Showered & drove into NYC. Cause mass transit wanted way long, and I wasn't sure we'd catch that first bus. Went to the American Museum of Natural History cause Kat works there, and she had passes for us to see some new exhibit on the sun. It was cool. Hung out with Rev for a bit too and watched the thing. I likes the planetarium cause it's neat. The exhibit was sorta like being stuck in an old school screen saver with stars flashing at ya. Then we got to the parking garage ONE MINUTE after 2 hours, so it cost $40. Fuckers. Anyrate. We got out of the the city, and I dragged Andrew to my favorite pizzeria and we got a garlic pie. OMFG. So good. Took half the pie home and we got ice cream. Cause we're fat kids. Saw Jared! He's got a fantastic mustache going on right now, but I think he got it shaved off today. Heh.

- Today! Woke up STUPID late. Did not care. Boy was cuddly. Got up at 8 to pee though, and the Juliet wanted in the room like WHOA. Talking and dancing by the door. So I let her in and she JUMPS on Andrew and is all doing the happy dance on him. Who is this cat?? After we wake up for good, I reheat the pizza on my pizza stone and we nom. Eventually, my boy left. *tear* But I will see him Wednesday. Sorta. He has finals this week so he's gonna be hauled up studying whilest I do other things.

- In random news. My uterus is killing me. But unlike last month, I have a period. (Antibiotics made that not happen last month. I peed on a stick.) BUT THE CRAMPS. I am threatening to take a fucking percocet. I'll be fine, then I'll inhale or something and my entire abdomen will seize. Awesome. And my face still hurts. My stitches haven't loosened up so they're still in there, and cause they cut my face I ended up with one of those mouth ulcer things and it hurts. Ow. One of those with two stitches through it. My life is awesome. Peroxyl is my bestest buddy.

- I think I'm gonna go back to reading Tucker Max. Cause even though it hurts to laugh, him being an asshole distracts from the pain.

Turns out it wasn't a mucocele. But most likely a FUCKING CALCIUM DEPOSIT. A weeee beedie rock in my lip.

Ya know, for someone vitamin D deficient, my body certainly seems to find the milk I drink and store it in calcium.

Rock form.

In my body parts.

Calcium deposits on my knees for as long as I can remember. A calcium stone removed from my gall bladder the size of a walnut. Now this wee beedie rock in my lip.

Fuck you body. Just sayin'.

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 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*

After refiling my returns (my dyslexia kicked in. I transposed a couple numbers in my FORMER employer's EIN. Whoops.) They were accepted.

GIMME MAH MONEYZ.

I should have it direct deposited on the 13th. Woo. :)

In other news. It is FUCKING SNOWING AGAIN. Hate.

In other OTHER news.

I had soup. Okay, ramen.

And I may... ooh, I may have a bath. I did Scrubbin' Bubbles the tub at 6am.

See. I can do shit in the morning. It just requires me being up from the day before.

The real reason I was up stupid late was cause I watched the last episode of BSG 4.0 and was like "wellll, if I stay up for another hour and a half, I can take my next antibiotic." So I watched the first of 4.5. Then I was like, "WELL, I have another 40 minutes before my antibiotic, so that's PERFECT and I can watch another eppy."

By then, It was 4:30ish? I was like, fuck it. I'm ALMOST caught up. Anne Marie says the next one is really good. So I watched that one. Then Jared woke up. BS'ed with him, cleaned the tub, went to bed.

Woke up at 10 to take another antiobiotic. Went back to sleep.

This LUMP is not getting smaller. It's HIIIDEOUS. *sigh* At least there is no pain. Just annoyance. I can hang.

*rubs face*

So itchie. GAAH.

Baff time. Jes.

No cavaties!

*big bright smile*

The dentist praised my flossing habits (I was honest, I told him once a week, LOL) and my lack o' tartar :D

*boogies*

I also got a toofbrush and ANOTHER bebe tube of toothpaste. I have like, 2342349823 of them.

I kept the toofbrush in the car. Cause you never know.

*dances*

Nix, the toothpaste that is SLS free is J/A/S/O/N.

Enjoy :)

I had a cookie! And two pieces of some appley thing.

I can take tiny bites!!! And chew on one side of my mouth!!!

Of course I'm biting from that side too. I prolly look sillie.

BUT I'M SO HUNGRY!! I haven't had any solid food in over 24 hours.

*dances*

:D :D

*nomnom* appley thing *nomnom*

Okay, so he did whatever to my mouth.

I didn't feel it. Yay numbie things.

But now? They're wearing off. And it's starting to go *throbthrob*

Ow. :(

He said it was awful large, and he was impressed it got that way in 2 to 3 weeks.

I saw it. It was gross. He said "want to see what your lip gave birth to?"

Ew.

I was a trouper.

He also said I had soft lips. My eyebrow went sky high. And he said "No, from a completely medical perspective, I'm twisting them and pulling and they're not cracking or anything! Besides, hasn't anyone told you that you have soft lips before?"

I was like "Uh, not a doctor." and he laughed. So did Millie, his assistant, who was trying to wrap my bottom lip over my head.

I get to go back in a week when the pathology report is back in.

So. Doctor recommended, Burt's Bees, cause, yar. Soft lips.

*throbthrob*

Ow.

Ice cream for dinner, lunch and dinner for the next day :)

I have an intense desire to leave this place.

*sigh*

In other news, I really really shouldn't have looked up the procedure for the removal of the mucocele. Ew. EEW.

The girl I talked to said it'd take 15 minutes.

I have an appointment for June 5th at 2pm.

Ew.

*sigh*

ETA Okay LJ, I know yer busy putting back journals you accidentally deleted in the Great Pedophile Removal of 'o7, but could you fucking SEND ME MY COMMENTS!?!??!

gr.