Warning: Weirdness and personal details contained within. Mostly weirdness. You've been warned.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Note to self

Even though it may seem like a great idea at the time, taking an ibuprofen and going to bed at 8 because of a nasty neckache just isn't a good idea. What with the waking up at 3, and then not being able to make my brain shut up after. Someday, Brain, I'll get you back for all of this.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Sorry bout that too

I also apologize for Blogger being aggravating and posting my last post several million times even though it told me it didn't.

Hi. I apologize for being dead for so long. You'd understand if you had my life right now.

Yes, I do exist, really. I've just been excessively busy, after being excessively stressed. You know how it is.

So, all that Jeebus time stuff is over now. I got some stuff, and gave away some stuff, and had some fun and all. Lots of good things to eat, as usual. My honey left this morning for his work term, so I'll get a bit more sleep now. Sleep is good.

All hail my mom for making me purchase clothes so she could give me clothes for Christmas. I really needed some new pants and sweaters, I just didn't know it. I'm all over her policy of letting us kids buy our own clothes and paying us back. This way I get stuff I want, plus I don't have to go through the hassle of trying to return things that don't fit or are just plain hideous. Since we all know how little I like clothes shopping. If the first half dozen things don't fit, I don't try any more clothes on for 6 months. That's about how long it takes for me to forget how much I hate shopping.

I also got some spanky new windshield wipers, care of my pop. Along with the shiny new tires he got me for my birthday, my car is rather spruced up. Helps me to not die while driving.

Warren's mom gave me some funky stuff too, she's good at picking out stocking stuffers. Mmm, chocolate...

Yes, that sums up my presents quite well. Even though you didn't really need a play-by-play list.

Among the things I gave other people was playdoh. Did you know that playdoh comes in scented varieties? Neither did I. Scary, isn't it? I would have thought that there were enough kids eating playdoh even before they made it smell like food. Good thing it's non-toxic.

Well, I obviously need more sleep. I apologize for inflicting my jumbled sleep-deprived ramblings on you all.