Saturday, November 30
I like baths. A lot. And I just took one that was really really hot. I'm talking no cold water kinda hot. Painful, too. It made me nauseous. And my heart started racing and the damn yellow tiles were like...dancing...
Then I got out, wrapped myself in a towel and ran to my room. So now I'm freezing, of course.
It's been crazy. A good ol' fashioned natural high. Exquisite.
My screen name is now hairstew27. Yeah. I switched the numbers. But I do have a reason.
Every time I sign on to AIM this damn window pops up asking my to sign up for something and I really didn't want to but the window was starting to bug me. So, I just entered random numbers and stuff. I, however, wasn't paying attention and said that I had been born in 1995. That was really dumb. Basically, it suspended my screen name because you have to be over 13 to use AIM. I'm such a fool. What's funny is that to get your screen name back you have to enter a credit card number and prove that you're OVER 18. Over 18? Why must I be over 18? I'm allowed to use the damn thing if I'm over 13...stupid stupid stupid. So, I just signed up for a new screen name. Laugh at me. I'm dumb.
I'm back at my dad's for the weekend. I'll return to my mother's on Monday because my dad's going out of town again.
It's a really pretty day outside.
I think I'll go play with my poor injured puppy. My dad dug a trench all the way from the house to the garage through the backyard (I'm not sure why) and Trigger keeps falling in when he tries to jump across it. It's funny, but he's limping now. I think I'll go comfort him.
Friday, November 29
I kinda thought that I was too big (and too old) for laps. Grandma seems to think otherwise. How pleasant.
Today I have ingested:
1 tuna salad sandwich and then a lot more tuna salad with crackers
2 rolls
2 Dr Peppers
a bunch of M&M's
and 1/2 a pumpkin pie
Hell yeah.
Friends make me happy. Family makes me happy. Life makes me happy. Happy happy fun!
"Thanksgiving dinner is not something to be trifled with. You can't have interruptions galore."
This from my sister. And that is what food means to my family. Lovely.
Thursday, November 28
Oh god...
What a delicious meal!!! And you know what the best part was? THE CORN!!!!!! That's right, my friends, corn is now an official Thanksgiving food as far as I'm concerned. And lovely Nora, after hearing my rant about the crime of sour cream on jello, made me my own special cup with nothing more than pure cherry jello. So sweet. And it was sweet. The pumpkin pie was, of course, magnificent. It's the one thing that I can bake/cook/make and I do bake it well.
But, on a more serious note, there is an unnerving problem that must be addressed. Butter. People have the strange habit of destroying perfectly good bread and bread products with BUTTER! Of all things, that is the most disgusting I've seen, well, ever. It's taken 15 years of observing this strange habit for me to finally understand it, and speak out about it. It is my theory that bread is too white for most people, so they resort to smothering it with golden butter in an attempt to give those pasty innards some color. I, however, have risen above this strange obsession. I have accepted that bread is bread and it doesn't need butter to justify itself. And, until Europe does the same, I don't think that I can grace it with my presence. Spread the vital message! BREAD IS BREAD; LET IT BE JUST THAT!!!!!!!
Happy Thanksgiving! Kinda. My grandma called at 8:30 (and woke me up) saying that she was on her way here and would be at our house at 12:30. And so we begin the mad rush to prepare the meal that we should have started on Monday. Nora and I made the deserts first. Of course there were conflicting instructions on the pie crust and pumpkin can, so now I have two pumpkin pies with very brown crusts. That's ok. I don't like the crust anyway. Then my mom hurt her back. Blah blah blah. So, dear old granny arrived and the turkey wasn't even in the oven yet. I was then forced to make tuna salad and we all had sandwiches. Dinner will be served sometime around 4:00. Yeah. We are not the smartest family. But that's ok.
Oh, by the way, Dr. Pepper is most certainly a Thanksgiving drink. I am thankful for it. And while Nora, Mama, and Grandma enjoy sparkling grape juice with their sorted meals, I will be dining on turkey, (6) rolls, corn, green beans, and pumpkin pie with my DELICIOUS Dr. Pepper that I bought with my VERY OWN MONEY at 10:00 am from the damn machine in the deserted parking lot of MiniMax...wearing only my PJs. HAH!
Jello is my friend. Sour cream is not. SO WHY IS NORA PUTTING SOUR CREAM ON MY BUDDY JELLO???? I must go reprimand her...
Wednesday, November 27
You know, I really like corn. A lot. I think that we should all eat it more often. Everyday. Always. Corn is good. I mean really good. Like orgasmically good. Um...maybe not. But I still like corn.
Oh, and my mom pointed out that cornbread is a Thanksgiving food. Corn is something people eat year round...cornbread isn't. So I guess I kinda get it now.
Nora and Kathryn and I went Thanksgiving shopping today (which took about two hours) and realized how weird it is that corn isn't a Thanksgiving food. The pilgrims and Indians most definitely ate corn, so why don't we? It's weird. So, this year, I'm eating corn. Hah.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Now that's exciting. Super exciting. Lots and lots of food. PUMPKIN PIE!!! Nap time.
Tuesday, November 26
FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!!!! WHOOOOOOOPPPPPPEEEEE!!!!!
Monday, November 25
My mother is one friendly lady. Today, some salesman came around and when he knocked on our door she invited him in because it was so cold outside. And this one time a few years ago, a woman who was about 20 was coming around getting signatures for a petition. She didn't have a jacket and it was in the middle of the winter, so my mom loaned her a jacket for the evening. The woman returned it at like 10:00 pm, after she was done going around. I hope good things happen to my mom. She's dealt with a lot of crap and she's still really nice. That makes me happy.
Mr. Snyder made his hair look like pee.
Fate? I believe!
Oh, I almost forgot to let you know that...
1) I like this template because every time I see it I laugh.
and
2) Marilyn Manson also makes me laugh.
Change is good. New blogs are good. Actually, this is an old URL...my favorite one...
Anyway, I'm tired, so I think I'll go to bed.
