five more days until i land in LA!
a few months ago, my really good friend from college talked my formerly broke ass into spending every dime i had on a plane ticket to LA to celebrate my birthday (and to keep her company). i did it. who would have thought i would end up getting a promotion at work and make nearly twice as much as i used to? i was stressing out about paying bills, and all i had was this e-ticket to LA. hardly comforting. anyway, i'm looking forward to it now and i hope some of you blow up my phone and want to chilly chill.
i've been saving up money like crazy because i really really want to go shopping when i'm there. who's down?
i haven't had a birthday celebration since my 21st birthday. that one was a wreck. some asshole kicked a hole in my wall. someone crushed ramen noodles and threw them all over my apartment. someone dumped a beer down my shirt--and everyone cheered the fight that followed outside. it was lame and pretty uneventful. irish car bombs and 2 million guinness just went straight to my head. i felt like maybe someone threw bricks at my head the next day.
anyway, i'm also pretty pumped to see deidre. i miss her. we were homies all through college and then she moved to LA and won't come back to visit. what a jerk.
:party::gift::mrgreen: eight more days.
went to the doctor. he took a lot of blood. i have felt so out of it ever since. my small body doesn't deal with blood loss well.
testing for anemia, diabetes, thyroid disorder, and hormonal/chemical imbalances. hopefully we figure it out soon. being like this is keeping me from a lot of things that i would otherwise be doing. i wonder what it feels like to not be constantly exhausted. i can't remember the last time i was fully alert.
and i have pmdd. i'm not sure if i buy into it. i'm trying a drug for it. under normal circumstances, i probably wouldn't take any drugs. it isn't normal, though...and i need something to give. even just a little bit. i can't be emotionally disabled for 2 1/2 weeks out of the month. not anymore.
moving in with someone who isn't a family member has opened my eyes as to how i really am sometimes. i think my family was used to it, but i also think it wasn't such a problem a couple of years ago. i'm progressively worse every month. i have broken a lot of things in my house lately. i hate myself for that. i hate being angry all the time. (but i hate feeling like somehow i'm giving in. my family will scrutinize me for taking medication for something so ridiculous).
3 pages for my lucky doctor tomorrow.
hopefully there should be no question about what's wrong.
i can't feel my big toes anymore.
is anyone else turned on by zero's high school picture?
HOT!
i'm serious!
he makes me wish people would rock that haircut again.
i've been in super-buying mode lately. i want it to be november so i can see if my niece turns out to be ridiculously tall like her daddy. i'm so confused about buying baby clothes! who would have thought that clothes marked 6-9 months are meant for babies who are 4 months old?! why can't she just be born and wear normal sized clothes so i don't have to think so hard about what to buy her? if she takes after my brother-in-law she's going to be TALL...but if she takes after my sister, she'll be wearing onesies until she's 12.
does anyone know of a place in LA where i can buy my future niece some dope baby clothes?