Pussy still on fire

This is by far the wierdest thing I think I've ever experienced in my life. I've kinda always known when animals are in heat, when a pack of like 20 males are following one lonely female. I just didnt know when they meow like that they are longing for some sex. Well, little did I know I was sort of making it worse. So anytime I get ready for bed, she has to jump on the covers so I can pet her and play fight with her for a few minutes and all. Scratching her stomach usually gets her biting me. Well.....this time she's in heaven, just stretching out and loving it. She wont keep still for nothing, just rolling and stuff like she is uncomfortable or something. Well, then, so I'm petting her like normal, rubbing her back, and then she gets down on her front legs, but her back legs are stretched and her ass is in the air. WTF!??!?!?! Does she think I'm a tom or something????? So by this point I"m sitting up in bed, looking at her, she looking at me, meow MEEOOOOOOOOOOWW, and she gets up and turns around, her butt hits my hand, and like OMGWTFBBQ a fucking WET SPOT!! At this point I'm out the bed with the lights on. Only then I realized what I've done, I've been basically committing foreplay on my poor cat, she wants some ass like nobody's business. I'm not petting her for a month, or until I get her fixed.

Take my advice, don't pet your cat when she's in heat.

Hot burning Pussy

Good Lawd have mercy on me. My cat is apparently in heat. She's been "moaning" for two days now and it's driving me out of my fucking mind. I'm trying to rest and get over this bronchitis, and then dealing with her. I know yesterday when I opened the door she darted out there and she's never done that. I'll be damned if she gets with one of these nasty strays I see hanging around here. She keep this up and I'm gonna cool her off....

Good days

It seems I've had some better luck over the last couple of weeks. I finally got my car, so that means everyday I'm taking care of something. I'm doing my normal ritual after getting a car by going and getting this and that fixed/checked. I'll get the window lift motor put in in a couple of days for my front window, and i'll get a brake inspection. Car runs beautifully, no problems. I'm truly blessed. I thought I'd have to pay full price for a brand new plate, but I was able to pay for a duplicate plate, so I saved about $100 there. Saved another $100 for getting the window fixed too. I'm happy right now. Still havent done everything on my list, but I'm still happy, and very blessed (and thankful).

Now if I could just get over this very nasty chest cold I have, I cant breathe sometimes and it's almosy unbearable at times.

Getting better

After having to walk to work and catch the bus everywhere, I finally got me some wheels. I feel like I got my first car. I got off work this morning and drove around for almost an hour in pouring rain, couldnt decide if I should get the oil change or not. Didnt feel like going all across town to do it. Jiffy Lube rapes you just to drain some damn oil. I'm tired, I honestly sometimes feel like they are trying to kill me at work. We get the blame for other non-responsible people and that's bullshit IMO. If things keep going good, then I won't have much more to worry about real soon. I'm tired, I'm gonna take another nap.

Starting off slow...

In my quest on getting this thing started, I've been cleaning today. My computer desk looks like a desk, I can actually see the surface now. I can see the books in the bookshelf too. While I was taking a break, I pondered a possible problem in the future. I've always been the type of person that liked to set goals. Setting and accomplishing goals made me feel like I was getting things done in life. Over the last couple of years it seems not much has worked in my favor. Anything I set out for never really worked out in the end. So now I realized that I'm a little afraid of setting goals. Hmmm, I may need some help on this, a game plan if you will.

This very well may be an interesting year....

Starting a new chapter

I intended to post a closing chapter yesterday, but for no good reason at all I just didnt. In any case, I reflect on what I've been thru in 2004. All I can say it was a long year of struggling. I kept the same job, the same shitty apartment, and the same car that finally went to heaven. I can't complain really, but there was/is alot of times when it really seems like I bottom out and I have to ask "why do i still try to deal with this shit?" Back in the day when I was struggling with things in my head, I'd get in the car and end up on the beach. It was something about being on that open water with the seabreeze that just seemed to put me at peace. I think I will start doing that again when I get back on the road. I've made a few friends in 2004, I became closer to a few of them, I lost a few friends or simply created a distance with some of them that I question if they are truly still my friends. As far as family, well, there's only one person who flows the same blood that I can say is there for me. Even tho this person is doing their best to keep going, they still do for me. For that, i'm eternally grateful and I wish there were words or someting I could do to show my gratitude. I pray I'll have that opportunity. Love you.

With the struggle I've gone thru, at the same time of wondering, I learned a few things on being stronger. I've learned a little about compromise. I've learned little on patience, that still needs work. I've also learned how to trust in faith. It's bleak alot of times, but it helps. I've picked up old habits too. Not really bad ones. I always could be found reading a book. Not so much as computer books (those will always be on the bookshelf), but different things. It's just a way to keep me at ease and not really worry about if things will be better next week.

One thing I plan to do before going back to work this week is "cleaning all the slates". I spend alot of time in front of my computer, and pretty much neglect the rest of the house. I look around and think "i need to clean up" but get instantly tired at the thought. I have many things that I dont need or dont use. Yesterday I filled two large garbage bags full of clothes and dropped them off to the salvation army. My mom suggested that I take them to metropolitan ministries, since they give the clothes to those that need them instead of selling them for profit like the salvation army does. I'll do that next time. (once i clean i hope to move, to make the slate even cleaner). I have a love/hate relationship when it comes to my job, so I've chosen an attitude that I'll love the job for the 8 hours that i'm working, and just dont dwell on it afterwards.

And one more thing....over the years my family has pretty much drifted apart. Everybody sort of does their own thing, but we never really do things 'together' like we used to. For christmas we all weren't together. New years it was always a given that the entire family (included extended) would be together to bring in the new year. I miss those times. This would probably be the hardest thing to do, but I'm gonna see if I can make it happen.

Now I have to turn in to get started on new things, such as getting back to church, which I plan to be at in the morning, so with that, I say goodnite.

They call me Big Toe.....

Tomorrow makes a week post-op. It still hurts a little and I still walk like an old lady. Those assholes at work dont seem to understand "light duty" and I seemed to go thru more pain lastnite than I did all week. I got one for them tho. I got over a week of sick time waiting to be abused....

Stuffs

Bah. So my hard drive is nothing more than a shiny paperweight. I tried everything that I could think of doing at this point. It was fdisk'd but would not format no matter what I try. I slaved it on my other system, windows would see it, wouldnt format. It's just screwed. The only real thing I lost was my email, some stuff in my documents and a few music files. Before it really shitted I was able to grab a few things. Thankfully I had a slave drive that had all the goodies on it, but what pisses me off is that the drive was less than a year old, and the place I bought it from mysteriously folded a few months ago (been good business for years). In any case I thought I'd find a 40 gigger or so, the problem is that I tried to do this on Christmas Eve. Every place I went to was packed like the world was ending. I just gave up and decided to use my slave as primary, and now I'm back in business. I guess a new hard drive will be on the tax refund shopping list. And oh yea, Maxtor drives suck. (this isnt the first maxtor I've owned that had just up and died on me, you would think that I would have learned). Life goes on.

This just sucks major ass

I can't believe this. My hard drive just took a shit, a MAJOR shit. Just somehow the disk is damaged, I can't even format the bitch. And I bought this thing less than a year ago from a company that mysteriously closed its doors a few months ago. I cant even do an RMA on it. I'm fucked twice, and I have to go and buy a damn hard drive. I have to rob a bitch just to do that, working at wallyworld doesnt really give me room to buy shit when it breaks, so actually i'm fucked three times. I could use the slave drive, but shit, I have about 40gigs of shit that hasnt been backed up or nothing on that drive.

THIS JUST FUCKING SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

uber l33t fashion statement 

OUCH!!!!!!

Ugh, I had foot surgery today, ouch. Removed a bone spur ouch. Had toenail removed on big toe, ouch. Ugh. The procedure went without a hitch, of course I hate when he sticks me with those needles to numb my foot,ouch. At least I felt absolutely nothing, but damn, the novacaine started wearing off like, 30 minutes after he finished. OUCH OUCH. At least the shoe he gave me is an uber fashion statement. So mom picks me up, and since today is Monday, it's her discount day at Bealls Outlet, that means some walking, ugh. I bought an outfit and sat in the car while she hit the dollar store. F*%^@. Then we decided to grab something to eat at the Food Court in the mall so I can start popping some pills. she just HAD to goto Spencer's to get a dirty birthday card for her cuddle bunny, arg. I went and sat in the car and talked to myself. Now that I'm home I've struck gold and found my Darvocet (altho I turned down the Rx to get some Vicadin) so I'll be happy in a short time from now.

My foot really does hurt

I need to pray

I don't know what my brother is going thru right now, but whatever it is, I hope he gets his head together and dont do something stupid he'll regret forever. Don't walk away from a good thing because you have little devils sitting on your shoulders pulling strings. Please.....I've been there. He's young and has some mistakes to make, but if you need guidance from a person with the experience, please get with me. You know i'm like a worrywart on steroids, so don't make me worry about you. OPEN YOUR EYES TO THE GAME THAT IS BEING PLAYED!!!!

People in this world are truly sick

stolen fetus

Someone was so desparate that they killed a woman and stole her fetus right out of her body. And what's even sadder is, in looking for the baby, how can you give a physical description? I hope the dumbasses are caught. I would find it strange for someone to turn up with a newborn baby out of the blue. sick sick world

update: they found the baby
I hope this SICK BITCH rots in eternal hell

Something aint right!!!!

So here it is, some 14 hours later after going to the podiatrist today, and my foot is STILL TOTALLY NUMB from the injection. I have what he calls a "fibroma" on the arch of my foot. So he's been giving me an injection to try to reduce it to avoid surgery. Well on today's visit, he gives me my shot and I'm on my way. My foot was numb before I left his office. It wasnt until later that I had to think about it......he never numbed it before. He knows how I hate the injections, so maybe it was necessary to please me or something. After sitting in ER for a few hours, the doctors there made me realize something. I think instead of him giving me whatever treatment he gives me (which would be alot) he gave me the novacaine instead of the treatment, which I would think you wouldnt need nearly as enough of that stuff just to numb the area. I can't fucking believe it. I hate to think that he would make such a huge mistake like this. If I have to wake myself up in the morning, I'm tracking him down in one of his offices first thing. If I had my car I'd be waiting for him outside his fucking office. This is bullshit!!

My foot is killing me

Really, it is. I got these fibroma things in the arch of both of my feet and they hurt like hell. He stuck this huge as needle to numb my foot, then stuck another huge needle in my foot to administer whatever to try and deal with the fibroma. He's against doing surgery to cut them out because they might come back. And now this bone spur has cropped up in my left foot big toe, so that means, toenail=off. So now I'm the only person that has no toenail on my big toes. But this spoiled my master plan of "being sick" on new years eve. Guess I'll have to goto Plan B. Well wait, actually it might work. I seemed to have a stockpiled amount of sick time waiting to be abused. I take my two days off, come in for, oh, a day or so, then say "there's a problem" and use my sick time for a week and a half stretching into the new year MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I might have a bandaged big foot for a few weeks, but i'll be bringing the new year in like two snaps in the wind (for a change, you know how long its been that i've celebrated on new year's eve?? and i'm not talking about sitting at home watching Dick Clark, calling relatives and hearing my grandma crying that she made it another year. My grandma is healthy albiet her latest conditions, she's gonna pass 100)

Dear Santa,

This year I've really been a good girl. I cleaned my room everyday, I did all of my chores, I even got a raise at my job. Well, I'm lying, I've made my bed maybe three times this year (why make the bed when you gonna get back in it?). Anyway, I have a couple of things I want for Christmas. I haven't asked for anything in so many years, so I think I'm deserving. Santa, I want a new job. I know there's something I have to do, and yes, I've done that, I just have to wait for the outcome of it. Can you get me a new job anyway? I'm not making a whole lot of money right now, so it would be really cool if I could get a nice job or something. Another thing is a car. I don't need a new car Santa, something dependable and maybe I'm picky, but I dont want something ugly. I need a cute car so when I'm cruising around town looking for hot guys....well, I won't get into that. But then here's a thought....why don't I just trade those things in, and you give me one thing. How about I get lucky? NOOOOOOOO not that!! You just get those six numbers lined up just right.....

Who the hell am I fooling?? I'd be just happy having New Year's Eve off to actually celebrate for a change. I lead a boring life. If it wasnt for this computer and a cable modem, I'd be quite postal right now.....I am serious about the job tho...

Sprint sucks

I can finally use my phone now after two and a half weeks. I called customer service yesterday and he at first acted like there was nothing he could do. I spent a few minutes getting ethnic on him, he put me on hold for a few minutes, then he was more that willing to help me out and give me credit. Now that Sprint is merging with Nextel, I wonder how things will change. Actually, my phone is still acting a little funny. My brother just called and said the phone rung like 6 times before I picked it up on the first ring. Tmobile is looking better everyday.......

More babble

Life has been boring these days. Probably because i'm working alot and sleeping any other time. At least I'm wanting a new hobby of sewing, I dont know why.

My phone still doesnt work. Today makes two weeks of my non-service at home. But I can send/receive calls in digital roam, which I won't be paying for either. My landlord still hasnt contacted me at all. I've seen him on a couple of occasions (he's seen me too) and he acts like I have AIDS or something. Oh well.

Just Babble....

So today makes day 5 of screwy phone service at home. I went to the sprint store, and I was told there was trouble with a cell tower away from me. Well, That was Wednesday, today is Saturday, and I still can't call anybody. I'm glad there isn't a raving lunatic breaking down my door to kill me right now. They WILL give me a new phone when I get back up there.

My landlord has made himself scarce from me. Monday morning I went and dropped of a letter to him, basically stating that I need to know his billing methods and asking him to show me this and my water meter. I walked right past him on the way to drop the letter off, and he pretty much looked right through me. I also went to the post office and sent him a certified letter, which I know he received the very next day. I wanted to take a jab at him about his nasty personal comment he left in his letter, but the lady at the Consumer Protection Agency warned me against that. I'll see what happens when I pay my rent next week. I'll put it in the door as I always do because I don't want to look at his snaggle tooth ass.

Another pissy day in progress

I"m glad I don't have like some dire emergency going on, because if I did I'd be totally screwed. For over four hours now, my cellphone has been screwed. No particular reason. It's been "looking for service" since a little after noon. No calls in, no calls out. I had to walk to the store before the phone would work. The freaky part is there is a tower right across the fucking street. I'm sorry, but I'm not walking a mile just to use my damn phone, I pay these bastards enough to get more than the song and dance they are giving me right now. This is bullshit!!!!