No Idea What Kinda Shit Was Gonna Go Down

"Cath... she stands, with a well intentioned man, 
But she can't relax, with his hand on the small of her back..." 

What is there to say here?

Besides the massive hangover that I endured yesterday, it was a good day. Today was fine up until about 15 minutes ago. Somehow life can change just that quickly.

When battling depression... well, I guess I don't really "battle" it, the only thing I really do to cope with it is try and involve myself in as many Monkey shows as possible - they honestly make me feel like I've got a good dose of Zoloft in my system... when battling depression, it's easy to go from 10 to 1 very quickly.

Disappointment is my biggest ache.

Who am I kidding? I have high expectations of everyone, of myself and the whole entire world.

I'm perpetually disappointed.

[Insert Clever Title Here]

"if ever we should meet on your side of the stereo, 
I will pretend I know not of your thoughts, 
And even the way that they mirror my own..." 

Busy, busy... Yesterday was something else. My Mama came and picked me up so that we could go back to her house and I could help her build a website for Pam's business... first though we went to Panera. I was good. :) I had a Greek salad and water. I seriously debated for a long time if I should just say "fuck it" and get a sandwich. God, I love their bread...

After that we went to this gym they were thinking about opening and we got the tour, got to swim (I did laps) and then we hot tubbed and enjoyed the stream room and the sauna...

They decided to join the gym and they put me down on their family thingy. :D Yay! Now I get to go spend hella time at the gym. I live for pools, saunas... steam rooms are the best.

After that we went to the grocery store to pick up something for dinner, my Mama was being awfully helpful when I told her that I was doing the no-carbs thing... we both got salads and when I picked up 2 packets of dressing she corrected me and told me to just get one. That was a good moment. :) She saved me from unnecessary calories.

We watched Nanny McPhee, which was... interesting, I suppose. Wasn't the greatest movie. Then again, I'm not 8.

Later on my Mama gave me some of the clothes that she "un-grew". Both her and Pam have lost a lot of weight and so I made out like a bandit! XD I got an entire sack full of 'new' clothes from my Mama including some really awesome lounge pants, a pair of super cute pin stripe pants, a sexsi pair of black jeans and a 2 sweaters that are sooo awesome.

(Some of the clothes fit me, some are a little too tight and some don't fit right now - but that's what the gym is for, right?)

My Mama and I used to fight so hard on clothes. She used to dress just basically ridiculous and then hated everything I wore and I guess as we both got older our tastes seemed to blend. I've calmed down some in my clothing choices and she's gone more mainstream... somehow we met in the middle.

I spent the night at her house last night and I guess I've been up for almost 3 hours now... we haven't done anything, she's been working on the website all day... she said she would cut my hair though. I hope that still happens. I haven't had a haircut since November 2008. Literally. That was when I chopped it all off and it was boy short... I haven't even had it trimmed since then. (I've trimmed my own bangs.) I'm hoping to get my hair back to a healthy state so that I can grow it out.

Hair is weird... I mean, you don't just have this endless supply of hair inside your skull, yet it just melds to the hair that's already there... man, that's insane.

Picture of the Day:

Uhhh...

*searches forever*

Marty Party. Doesn't he look thrilled?

Where Things Just Come To Die

"I was born a unicorn, 
I coulda sworn you believed in me, 
Then how come all the other unicorns are dead?"

Today was a good day. Had a weird start, but I abruptly woke up at 8a... strangely, I was in an excellent mood and have been awake for the whole day - no naps... Jennifer and I pittered about, I read some... we watched Aladdin and talked.

You know, I haven't seen Aladdin in probably ten years and I somehow own it on DVD. I have no idea how that happened.

We watch a movie together every night before bed... sometimes we make it onto a second movie, some nights we fall asleep before the first one is over. (Most nights we watch Twister or Wanted.) We've been through nearly our entire DVD collection several times. (I won't watch the Heath Ledger movies; she won't watch the Brittany Murphy movies...)

So today we found Aladdin, Beverly Hills Chihuahua and Fargo. I said instantly, "FARGO!" I love Fargo. It's fucking hilarious... but, I guess you have to have that sense of humor for that sort of thing... she persuaded me into Aladdin, said we could watch Fargo together when she got home, but I really do believe that I'll probably end up watching it before she gets home from work.

Speaking of Jennifer and work... yesterday she was supposed to get off work at 7p... she called me at 6 to say that Marcus, the other manager "didn't want to close" and so he offered her the rest of his shift plus $50 out of pocket to take it.

I was aggravated with this because I was looking forward to her coming home at 7... But she said she would stop by the store, get some things for mexican and margaritas and that we'd have a night together when she got home... at like 130a.

So I decided to take a shower about 11ish and towards the end of my shower I felt really sick like I was going to throw up, felt really dizzy and didn't even bother rinsing my hair all the way. My vision narrowed and I stumbled out of the shower and onto the bed. (Yep, naked and soaking wet.) I guess that's what I get for not eating all day... funny, my body has never had reactions to it like that before.

After laying down for a while I felt better, Jenn got home and we watched Idle Hands, had mexican and margaritas as planned. :) Win.

Alright, now this is the part of the blog where I out someone for something they did to me without outing them... because I know they read my blog and I'm not the type of girl to put another one on blast. So... here goes. Today someone made me upset. If you know me for two seconds you know a few things that should be named "The Untouchables"... these are things that are mine or will be mine someday... plan your life accordingly. Apparently, this chick didn't get the memo... and tried to take one of my Untouchables. I promptly rerouted her to her previous destination... The intersection of In Your Dreams St & Please Go The Fuck Away Cir.

Pic of the Day:

I love Twitter, I love my phone. But I fucking guarantee you that's going to be the last thing I'm worried about in this moment of my life. My future husband, please slap me if my cell is even on... and I'll slap you if yours is as well. ;)

Las Vegas Airport Blog

*LOUD NOISES!*

I have to start out my blog with a heavy sigh -- this morning Willow's flight from Charlotte got cancelled. So [yet again] she's going to miss out on going to Vegas. :( I am so super sad about this. It's just terrible.

While we have only had the trip to Vegas planned as long as the boys have (you know, a whole two weeks...) I love seeing Willow and I know how much she loves seeing the boys. This will actually be the first Monkeys show that I'll be seeing without her. *starts to sob...* I hate that. I never ever ever want to see another one without her. Ever again.

I hate planes.

I mean, I love planes - they get me places... Maybe I should hate North Carolina. Yep. Going to hate NC. I already hate it - it's too far away.

Good part of the day? I accidentally left my lighter from Tulsa in my purse - it didn't get confiscated. #unexpectedwin

I'm tired. Had a dream about the Monkeys last night -- you know Mitch Hedberg once said:

I hate dreaming because when you want to sleep, you want to sleep. Dreaming is work. Next thing you know, I have to build a go-cart with my ex-landlord.

I feel the exact same way at times -- on one hand, I love dreaming; it's like an extracurricular activity for me. On the other hand, sometimes my dreams can be exhausting.

A lady just sat next to me who sprayed a whole bottle of perfume on her. Fuck her life.

Pic of the Day:

Just a few more hours. :) I'm going to take some new open shutter pictures with my new camera, will post if they're worth it. I seriously don't know how it can get much better than this, however... I love it.

xoxox

Set Fire To Everything I See

"I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe,

There, I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me..."

I didn't used to think about my lyrics of the day... used to just pick whatever it was I was listening to at the moment... now I tend to make them a bit more... ahmayzing.

My icon of the day? You know what? That's my favorite part of posting my blog. I love my icons. I didn't make this one, but it made me laugh. :) I am sort of ambivalent at this point, towards Robert Pattinson, but there are some icons I have from him that make me laugh and smile.

Now, when I say I'm ambivalent towards Rob... I like him - he's a fine actor, a fine Edward Cullen... hate what fame is doing/will do to him... but I'm just not all "fangirl" for him, you know? Either way...

Decided to go to Panera today and soak up their wifi... needed to get out of the house. I so want to take a nap here in this oversized leather chair... I'm beyond comfortable.

You know what's made me mad? The living room light went out like 2 weeks ago and we've got 12 foot ceilings... no chairs... no ladder... wtf am I supposed to do now? I am living by the Jack nightlight. (Nightmare Before Christmas)

Let's see, let's see... four days until Las The Vegas. I think I'm going to take more open shutter photos with mah new camera while I'm there. *nods once* EEEP! I can't wait now... Will piss off my guests... Jennifer got soo mad at the obscene amount of photos I was taking... Or perhaps it was the obscene amount of time I was taking with my photos... I reckon Willow is in for a treat then... ;)

Jennifer still doesn't have a plane ticket home. She's buying one tomorrow... I hate that we have to do last minute planning like that. That's no fun whatsoever... Dude... Someone remind me to put my confirmation numbers into my iTouch -- I'll forget and be screwed when I get to the airport.

I think I'm going to re-vamp my blog here in a minute or two...

Want a new Spencer Bell song? Click here and download "DMV" which will be on the new Spencer Bell B-Sides CD available at the Dallas Legacy show April 24th. (Please alert me of a broken link.)

Picture of the Day:

Adam makes me laff...