A special Message
This post exists for one reason, and one reason only!
And that is to....
Wish a very wonderful woman a very happy birthday...sooo...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREN!!! Love ya sweet pea! You are one awesome chick, and I'm glad in this almost full year of my blogging, that I got to make friends with you!!
Wow, a new post? I can't believe it!
Yeah, I know I suck for updating, but, well that's life I guess.
Not much is new, pretty much the same ol same ol. Work, come home or go to Booboo and Marc's.
They are kidnapping me for this whole week, well I guess it's not kidnapping since I am driving myself to their place, and I am going voluntarily. We're going to try a week of the cabbage soup diet, and well I'm scared. Cabbage makes ya gassy right? Well let's just hope that none of us will finish with a Symphony of Farts then decide to light a cigarette. One minute we'll all be smiling and laughing, and the next....KABOOM up goes the cottage, and half the neighbourhood. Heh. Yeah I've got a sick sense of humour and that thought has been cracking me up ever since we talked about the damned diet.
My friend M just got his license back, and got his car on the road so I will no longer be driving him around. I think I enjoy his company too much, so that does sort of suck, oh well he only lives a few doors down so we'll still hang out.
This is my last week living rent free. I know I wasn't paying much to begin with, but for the month of January I didn't have to pay, just make an effort to keep my bedroom clean, and I have held up my end of the bargain. Actually it feels good to leave home with a clean bedroom, so that when I do come home I have nothing to do. Just time to relax.
I've completely paid my mom back for the car, and the little bit I owed for the laptop, so now my only debt is paying off a friend for my cell phone, and the actual cell phone bill.
When I got the cell phone I was on the pay as you go system. Last month I must have spent $90 just to keep minutes on my phone, and the plans were cheaper, so I switched. On this plan I can't remember how many daytime minutes I have, but I have unlimited nights and weekends, 100 text messages, and unlimited walkie talkie (which I hardly use anyway - but good for yapping with a few people during the day and not racking up the minutes).
Now in other news, well Thursday I actually went to work with the biggest hangover EVER! And survived the whole shift. Wednesday night I was driving around town, and drove by one of my sisters old house. Then I thought "DUH S and V (another two sisters) live in Barrie. I should see what they're up to." So I called them, they were home so I decided to take a drive down and visit. They are hardcore drinkers, gotta keep with the family tradition right. So when I got there I wasn't planning on drinking, but they had beer and whiskey, so I just couldn't pass on that.
Needless to say the next day I couldn't even keep water down. I was tossin my cookies left right and center, but thankfully a couple hours into my shift I started to feel better. THANK GAWD!
Oh yeah... it's fucking cold out *exaggerated shiver* Ok yup, please smack me for that. I just made myself roll my eyes!
Thank you Mr and Mrs Obvious
Where I work I'm lucky to have a boss that isn't a fire breathing rule/policy nazi like some of the people I have worked for. If a customer comes in and is acting like a jerk, I do not have to kiss his ass. The boss encourages us to tell 'em off. Man, you know I gotta love that. No more ass kissing to rude bastards.
Even though we don't have to kiss ass, we do have to follow the whole Greet your customer, be nice to your customer stuff which is cool with me, because when I go into a store I like a little hello how are you action as I'm forking over my hard earned cash.
But oh for the love of all that is right in this world, when I ask customers how they are doing, and each and every friggin one of them answers with "Cold" followed by an exaggerated shiver, it makes me want to claw my eyes out. OF COURSE IT'S COLD, it's -25C, ya big dummy, geez how obvious was that observation. Now I can't cop attitude with customers over something silly like this, but man I think I gave my eyeballs RSI from rolling them so much tonight.
So, how am I doing? I'm COLD, haha. Yeah and now I'm telling myself to fuck off. Sad thing is, it is cold enough to make me whine about it. My solution? To get home ASAP, get into a nice comfy sweatshirt, jammie pants, and my newest pair of big oversized, comfy knitted socks.
Now I'm sure in the past I have mentioned that I hate wearing socks and shoes, I'm a flip flop or barefoot type of person, but in the winter when the temps go below freezing is when I love wearing socks. No, not just any socks, not any store bought socks. Those just won't do. These socks, are made by my mama!
Seriously, my mother knits and crochets the best socks ever. The newest pair are the ones I begged her to make me for weeks after I saw the pair she made for my dad. I don't know why I love them so much, but I do. They are big, no huge, thick, and are this ugly dark military green colour. I wish I had my camera right close, I'd post a picture because they are UGLY.
Well that is all. Yup, I read the paper, and had so many good ideas for posts, but they are all long since forgotten. Good night.
Yeah, Not much around here.
I have been in quite the awful mood lately, don't feel much like posting, but I've been keeping an eye on peoples blogs, so I'm not completely ignoring any of you who read me, or that I have on blogroll.
If you notice a Canadian ip address in your stats going through archives and reading for an hour or more, it just might be me trying to catch up on what's been happening for the last few months. I'm a dork like that. So it's not some crazy snowbound Canuck (ok, well, shut up!) stalker (I am so not the stalkin' type. I'm a hermit remember). Alright?
Ok,I'm off to read more blogs. Oh yeah, Coco, and Pugsy are doing good, and the last I heard was that Jojo, Stash, and Taz are doing great (oh man I miss them terribly). Apparently Taz is a nice big solid 16 lb beast. Not fat, just pure solid kitty.
Well there I go getting bummed out again, I wish I could go get my cats and bring them here, but knowing my luck Mr Dork would have me charged or something. Ass!
Rudely Awakened
Jeanet (nobody we know online here) you are nothing but a big, dumb, ugly CUNT! Got it? Good.
Leave my family alone, more to the point...leave my father alone.
Yes he was going to move in with you, him and mom were having problems, but they worked it out. He came back to Ontario. That should tell you something right there. The fact that he didn't come back to you in Nova Scotia should tell you a fucking lot. Stupid bitch!
You have called here so many times, gotten others to call here so many times, even our own relatives from down there have called on your behalf....you, and them get the same reply from all of us. BACK the fuck off, and quit calling. Even he has told you and your fucking cronies to quit calling, he has even told his own neice to fuck off and quit calling on your behalf, so get a clue.
You really pissed me off this morning. I'm sick, bitchy, not to mention, I am PMS'ing, so I'm not a happy camper to begin with. You woke me up. No, oh no, you couldn't let the phone ring just three or four times, you had to let it ring a total of 15 fucking times,then when you heard it was me answering the phone you hung up.
I waited about twenty minutes to get some coffee into me before I considered what to do. I decided to call you back. Oh I wanted to be some nasty and mean to you, but I decided just to tell you that my parents renewed their vows and are on a second honeymoon. Immature? Yes, I will admit I have quite the childish streak in me when I'm pissed off, but oh did it ever make me feel good to tell you that.
Just know Jeanet, that if the next time I'm in NS, and I see you, I will spit in your face. To me, that is the most disgusting, and insulting thing to do to a person, but you deserve it.
Oh yeah (some more immaturity here).
You really do sound like a dozy, stupid bitch!
So...
Yeah, I totally suck.
I get so many ideas for stuff to blog about, and when I get to the computer, I completely forget about it. Usually my ideas fly wild when I'm at work and reading the paper in between cashing out customers.
I'm sick, it really sucks. My throat isn't sore anymore, but the chest and sinus congestion is just unreal. I would just love to crawl back into bed and stay drugged up, but I can't. I have to work a half shift today, and all the cold meds in the cabinet are expired, and I'm picky about expiration dates on anything.
Tomorrow I have an appointment at the Cardiology department in the hospital. For the last two years i've been having strange chest pains. They come and go so fast, but because I'm a fatass and I smoke, it worries me. I already had to cut down on stimulants (caffeine and nicotine, yet I'm still smoking like a trooper - bad bad Donna). They're going to have me wear an event monitor for a week, so maybe now we'll find out if I really do have a heart problem, or if I'm just full of bad gas HAHA! I'm just hoping it's nothing major. I haven't been the greatest with taking care of my health. I want to get a handle on things. If there is anything wrong with me at all I want it taken care of, and I want to keep on top of this stuff.
In a perfect world, I would wake up tomorrow thin and fit, without any addictions to cigarettes or coffee, but realistically I know that goal is going to take a long fucking time to do it. I enjoy smoking and drinking coffee, but I do not enjoy the stink from the cigarettes, or the health risks smoking creates. I see my mom who is not even 60 yet, and is on oxygen, and shit it scares me. My grandmother on my mom's side was a heavy smoker and drinker. She had something like 5 heart attacks, and the last one killed her. She died on her 70th birthday.
See, I think of all this stuff constantly, it scares me, and I know I need to quit smoking and get in better shape, but I just don't know what to do, where to start. It so completely overwhelms me, that I just tend to say fuck it and go on with things the way they are.
It's times like this that I wish prayer would help, because oh then I would pray....on my knees even.
Have a good day!
Yippee, it's working now.
Well as you can see, my new template is up and running.
Elyse is absolutely awesome. After all my pissing and moaning about not being able to find a template that fit my wants, she went and made a blogger template just for me. Gawd I feel so absolutely spoiled you know. Her work is beautiful, and I'll definitely consider getting her to make me another one when I get on my own domain and hosting.
Gosh darn it I feel so purty now!
So last night I went to my friends place, and hooked my laptop into his network and snagged a shitload of music from him. Awesome stuff too, lots of classic rock. It was nearly 2 gb worth, so now I'm all set for pure listening pleasure. Of course I'm still in bed, with the tunes on happily typing away. This hermit..ok well half hermit because I was a bit sociable yesterday is quite good for me. I haven't felt this relaxed in ages.
Hi my name is Donna
And I am a hermit.
I am also enjoying being a hermit. Well at least for today I am.
I'm off work until Wednesday, and since it's been a long time since I've just stayed home and done nothing I figured this would be a perfect time for it.
So far today I have left this bedroom only to get something to eat or drink, or bathroom breaks. I'm just sitting on or laying in the bed with the laptop, coffee/pop, cigarettes, and the phone (which I am not answering, just nosy and want to see who is calling).
Since getting my car I've hardly been at home at all, and most of December was spent at the cottage with Booboo and Marc. Don't get me wrong, I love being around people, especially good friends, but sometimes I just don't want to be bothered with anyone or anything. I even start getting cranky if I have to be around people during these times. Hell, I even told my parents to just forget that I'm even home. That is how antisocial I am feeling at the moment.
Our nice weather has gone away again for a while. I'm not sure when it will warm up like that again. Different forecasters are predicting different things. Some are saying it's going to get cold and stay cold, and others say that it will be warming up again. As much as I love snow, and as much as it sucks that all the ski resorts in this area are laying off employees and stuff, I want that warm weather back.
It was so nice last week. No need for a winter jacket, I didn't even need the heat on in my car, that's the kind of January weather I like haha!
I think it's time for me to bunk down for the night...all of this day long laziness has caught up to me and I need yet another nap.
Happy January 8th folks.
My new template
Well I guess you, nor I will be seeing the new template up here. I went to retrieve the stuff from my email, and I don't know what I did, but the header image is no longer there, and I'm too dumb blonde to figure it out at the moment.
I'll have to contact the designer and see if it was something I did or whatever, heck maybe I'll just get her to make me a couple different extra ones when I can afford it, maybe I'll also switch over to my own domain and paid hosting...who knows. It's a new year, and there are so many things I want to do, and that is one of them.
Happy New Year & Fuck It All
First of all... Happy New Year, second of all... FUCK IT ALL!
Tonight, I've had a lot of good and bad stuff come to head in my life...well maybe only in my mind.
I am doing the best I can to make myself truly happy, and I am trying to be the best daughter/sister/friend I can be. Maybe I'm an idiot for constantly thinking of others, but it is part of me.
Had a fight with the husband tonight. We've been getting along and trying to work things out, but something has been holding me back from completely telling him to go fuck himself, and on the other hand i just can't wait to see him. Ok yeah it would be nice to see him, have a good lay and all that, BUT.... So many but's. I hate but's!
Facing it head on, I was fucking miserable with him, miserable with my life in Ohio. Nothing but trailer parks and corn fields. Ok living in a trailer isn't so bad...I do live in one here, but at least I don't have a drunken husband slobbering on me to make the horror complete.
Within the last few months I've come to know myself again, it's a weird feeling to know yourself so well, yet doubting yourself every minute of every day. I'll never give myself over like that again, will no longer let myself be so trapped without a job, car, some sort of freedom. My family and friends had to go there to see me, because I was in the US without a green card. I couldn't work, I wasn't a legal resident and since I have a problem (because of my age and because I had met Mr Dork online) I couldn't come and go from Canada to the U.S. whenever I wanted.
I'm rambling, but it's making me feel good right now. So I say fuck it all, I'm going to let go and live my life the way I want. I'm doing to do things then way I want, when I want.
So... Happy New Year EVERYONE & FUCK it all.
