UPS guy, crazy dreams, a few small requests

My Mom came home late last night after being really sick in the hospital. I saw her this morning, though, before she left to go back to the hospital, and she looked good and said she felt much better. I have to take my Gran shopping and all of this other stuff today (I took the day off work) so I'm just waiting for Gran to get up and tell me she's ready to go.

I guess I just feel, more than bored, kinda needy for some reason. I think everyone goes through phases like that once in a while. Like, "Hey! Over here! I'm existing over here, damnit people! Pay attention when I exist!" I felt a little better after a long telephone chat with one of my girl friends last night, which is odd, because I usually hate talking on the phone. But with a select few friends, I can have fun talking on the phone.

But I still feel the need to ramble.

( The UPS guy is going to kill me and bury me in his back yard. )

( White girls dancing Hula, yes or no? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A HO IS! )

I think it's all just because I'm feeling so GRRRR and the only thing I can sometimes think to do is fight about things. Sometimes it feels good to be mad at people. Or maybe it's just me.

Last night, in my boredom, I downloaded a bunch of Nirvana and Alice In Chains videos because I decided I wanted to make a tribute video. The song I picked is one that has a lot of meaning to me, though probably not to anyone else would would like either of these bands. Going through that old footage, though, which I haven't seen in so very many years, just reminded me of how much of a loss both of those boys were. Depressing.

So you know how I was all excited about my banana tree and maypop? Cold hardy and all of that, but probably still a bit delicate? Well I recieved them both today! I mean, really. Last year I bought all of these hardy plants, things I could have planted in early April and stuff, and they didn't send them out until June. This year I get two plants that are usually tropical, and they sent it out to me during an ice storm. Bastards! The ground is going to be frozen for weeks yet, how the hell am I supposed to plant these things? Again I say, GRRR.

I want to smack people. I want a cute guy under my banana tree this summer. I want Peter Returns in my pants. I want a baby. I want the talent to draw what's in my head, or the money to pay people to draw what's in my head. I want to get my book published and everyone to love it so much that they have to make an animated movie of it. I want the Bush Administration to self destruct but not take America or other countries with it. I want to stop being hormonal right now, Pendragon's tail to get better, my family to live forever and my pets too, and for no one to ever get sick or get hurt or go away unless I don't like them. And a million dollars also.

I think that's all fairly reasonable.

UPS guy, crazy dreams, a few small requests

My Mom came home late last night after being really sick in the hospital. I saw her this morning, though, before she left to go back to the hospital, and she looked good and said she felt much better. I have to take my Gran shopping and all of this other stuff today (I took the day off work) so I'm just waiting for Gran to get up and tell me she's ready to go.

I guess I just feel, more than bored, kinda needy for some reason. I think everyone goes through phases like that once in a while. Like, "Hey! Over here! I'm existing over here, damnit people! Pay attention when I exist!" I felt a little better after a long telephone chat with one of my girl friends last night, which is odd, because I usually hate talking on the phone. But with a select few friends, I can have fun talking on the phone.

But I still feel the need to ramble.

( The UPS guy is going to kill me and bury me in his back yard. )

( White girls dancing Hula, yes or no? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A HO IS! )

I think it's all just because I'm feeling so GRRRR and the only thing I can sometimes think to do is fight about things. Sometimes it feels good to be mad at people. Or maybe it's just me.

Last night, in my boredom, I downloaded a bunch of Nirvana and Alice In Chains videos because I decided I wanted to make a tribute video. The song I picked is one that has a lot of meaning to me, though probably not to anyone else would would like either of these bands. Going through that old footage, though, which I haven't seen in so very many years, just reminded me of how much of a loss both of those boys were. Depressing.

So you know how I was all excited about my banana tree and maypop? Cold hardy and all of that, but probably still a bit delicate? Well I recieved them both today! I mean, really. Last year I bought all of these hardy plants, things I could have planted in early April and stuff, and they didn't send them out until June. This year I get two plants that are usually tropical, and they sent it out to me during an ice storm. Bastards! The ground is going to be frozen for weeks yet, how the hell am I supposed to plant these things? Again I say, GRRR.

I want to smack people. I want a cute guy under my banana tree this summer. I want Peter Returns in my pants. I want a baby. I want the talent to draw what's in my head, or the money to pay people to draw what's in my head. I want to get my book published and everyone to love it so much that they have to make an animated movie of it. I want the Bush Administration to self destruct but not take America or other countries with it. I want to stop being hormonal right now, Pendragon's tail to get better, my family to live forever and my pets too, and for no one to ever get sick or get hurt or go away unless I don't like them. And a million dollars also.

I think that's all fairly reasonable.