Bats, babies, and other preparation

OMG LITTLE PINK NOSE! HOW CUTE DO YOU HAVE TO BE?! Oh, that is a drop of KMR formula on his chin. OMG.

S'up, weekend? First I'd like to thank all of you who expressed concern over my recent health issues and medical tests I was taking. Oh, wait! ;D Ahh I'm just kidding. Anyway, the point is that I learned a valuable lesson: When doctors say "I'll call you back with the results" what they mean is, "I will not call you back with the results, but when you finally have enough of waiting and you call me, I'll give them to you." I ended up calling on Thursday when I was at work because I knew I'd be working straight through the rest of the week and would otherwise have had to wait till Monday. NEXT Monday.

My blood tests were fine and he didn't find anything unusual on the halter-monitor EKG, which is not surprising as nothing happened while I was wearing it. He said though, that because my blood tests were all good, he thought maybe I was either having some kind of extreme reaction to the caffeine in chocolate, or I was having random panic attacks. Which is preposterous because the only time I really ever panic about anything is when there is no chocolate. Anyway, he also told me to come in for a regular EKG and I asked him if he thought it was urgent, and he said no. Just if the whole thing kept up. So I decided not to do it unless I get called for jury duty and I need a good excuse to get out of it. Then, random panic attacks might serve me well.

Oh, I remember! When I came in to work on Thursday I was surprised by the lack of loud crowing from the basement, where we'd been keeping our rooster Bert McCocken. Bert McCocken was rescued from some person who was trying to strangle him because of his loud crowing, true story. The neighbors took him from his owner who was trying to strangle him by the side of the road, and brought him to us. You can guess that I named him. Anyway, he was given to a local chicken-guy, who does NOT kill and eat chickens, but rather keeps them as pets. That's nice to know, but I still miss Bert McCocken.

In other news, would anyone actually drive a car called i-blue? I mean, could you even imagine telling anyone what your car was called? And not following up with "I needed the money?" Oh hell, who am I trying to kid? I'd drive one just because of the name.

In other other news, Why--tell me--am I still surprised when Bush reveals his idiocy in ever more imaginative ways? Shouldn't I be used to it by now?

Today, took Mom and Chris out shopping for baby shower stuff. Like, balloons, streamers, party favors, plates etc. and all that good stuff. It was fun, but mostly because it's fun to go out with Mom and Chrissie. Also, I got some really surprisingly cool stuff for my Halloween costume. I decided to go as a water fairy kind of thing. My other option was a body that had been pulled out of the water with all seaweed on it and nets and stuff, but then the fairy idea was more appealing after all. For a while on Saturday a few of us were tossing around the idea of going as the Addams Family, the original. Casse would have been Wednesday and Geoff would have been Uncle Fester. We didn't have a Pugsley or a Gomez. Of course it was suggested that I go as Morticia, and also suggested that it was not so much of a stretch; all I would need is a black dress (have that) and my hair back to its natural color. Then I was going to walk around with a sign that said "GOMEZ?" just like that, with a question mark. I wish there were to Halloween parties to go to. Hell, I wish there were ten. ^_^ And Casse was saying she wanted to go as some kind of fairy as well, like a forest fairy. I suggested she go as a wood fairy and then right after suggested that she go as the Morning Wood Fairy. Which she might actually do.

DON'T FORGET THE REASON FOR THE SEASON, PEOPLE. ;D

Well, filming tomorrow, big, epic scenes. For real this time. And I'm, like, all nervous and stuff because I have to do crazy things. O_O

Oh yeah, and did I mention that BUSH IS A RAGING IDIOT? Way to VETO CHILDREN'S HEALTH CARE, you stupid bitch.

Bats, babies, and other preparation

OMG LITTLE PINK NOSE! HOW CUTE DO YOU HAVE TO BE?! Oh, that is a drop of KMR formula on his chin. OMG.

S'up, weekend? First I'd like to thank all of you who expressed concern over my recent health issues and medical tests I was taking. Oh, wait! ;D Ahh I'm just kidding. Anyway, the point is that I learned a valuable lesson: When doctors say "I'll call you back with the results" what they mean is, "I will not call you back with the results, but when you finally have enough of waiting and you call me, I'll give them to you." I ended up calling on Thursday when I was at work because I knew I'd be working straight through the rest of the week and would otherwise have had to wait till Monday. NEXT Monday.

My blood tests were fine and he didn't find anything unusual on the halter-monitor EKG, which is not surprising as nothing happened while I was wearing it. He said though, that because my blood tests were all good, he thought maybe I was either having some kind of extreme reaction to the caffeine in chocolate, or I was having random panic attacks. Which is preposterous because the only time I really ever panic about anything is when there is no chocolate. Anyway, he also told me to come in for a regular EKG and I asked him if he thought it was urgent, and he said no. Just if the whole thing kept up. So I decided not to do it unless I get called for jury duty and I need a good excuse to get out of it. Then, random panic attacks might serve me well.

Oh, I remember! When I came in to work on Thursday I was surprised by the lack of loud crowing from the basement, where we'd been keeping our rooster Bert McCocken. Bert McCocken was rescued from some person who was trying to strangle him because of his loud crowing, true story. The neighbors took him from his owner who was trying to strangle him by the side of the road, and brought him to us. You can guess that I named him. Anyway, he was given to a local chicken-guy, who does NOT kill and eat chickens, but rather keeps them as pets. That's nice to know, but I still miss Bert McCocken.

In other news, would anyone actually drive a car called i-blue? I mean, could you even imagine telling anyone what your car was called? And not following up with "I needed the money?" Oh hell, who am I trying to kid? I'd drive one just because of the name.

In other other news, Why--tell me--am I still surprised when Bush reveals his idiocy in ever more imaginative ways? Shouldn't I be used to it by now?

Today, took Mom and Chris out shopping for baby shower stuff. Like, balloons, streamers, party favors, plates etc. and all that good stuff. It was fun, but mostly because it's fun to go out with Mom and Chrissie. Also, I got some really surprisingly cool stuff for my Halloween costume. I decided to go as a water fairy kind of thing. My other option was a body that had been pulled out of the water with all seaweed on it and nets and stuff, but then the fairy idea was more appealing after all. For a while on Saturday a few of us were tossing around the idea of going as the Addams Family, the original. Casse would have been Wednesday and Geoff would have been Uncle Fester. We didn't have a Pugsley or a Gomez. Of course it was suggested that I go as Morticia, and also suggested that it was not so much of a stretch; all I would need is a black dress (have that) and my hair back to its natural color. Then I was going to walk around with a sign that said "GOMEZ?" just like that, with a question mark. I wish there were to Halloween parties to go to. Hell, I wish there were ten. ^_^ And Casse was saying she wanted to go as some kind of fairy as well, like a forest fairy. I suggested she go as a wood fairy and then right after suggested that she go as the Morning Wood Fairy. Which she might actually do.

DON'T FORGET THE REASON FOR THE SEASON, PEOPLE. ;D

Well, filming tomorrow, big, epic scenes. For real this time. And I'm, like, all nervous and stuff because I have to do crazy things. O_O

Oh yeah, and did I mention that BUSH IS A RAGING IDIOT? Way to VETO CHILDREN'S HEALTH CARE, you stupid bitch.