Ewww.
The amount of drama that I poured into my ex's was ridiculous. I kind of felt like a waste of human flesh just for re-reading them. As such, a good bit of them were "removed." I kept the ones that seemed funny and/or witty. Like the one that went something like,
"I'm fine, really. I hope he's happy... correction: I hope they're happy. It was a good choice on his part to go with something he could touch, rather than someone he could trust."
He's engaged to her now, but ___ knows how long that will actually last. He's been engaged twice before.
My mum's co-worker is having her daughter's birthday party in my mum's pool tomorrow. Last time someone had a party in her pool, a bunch of shit went "missing" and no one knew where said objects had gone off to. Hopefully, this will not be a repeat of that day.
Also, this means that I have to be awake for this party, because I guess kids can't be in the house without me being awake to know that they're there. So, I can either go to bed now and get a few hours of sleep before these kids get here, or I just stay up and fall hard this evening... =/
I read a good bit of this book about gnomes today. It's pretty thorough, almost to the point that I want to believe in them. And miraculously, they really do look like garden gnomes. Well, nearly all of them, anyway. And they're maybe 15 cm. high, much taller than I thought they'd be... except for the Siberian gnomes, who bred with trolls years and years ago, and are taller, and considerably rotten, as compared to your average wood or garden gnome.
One thing that sort of confused me was the fact that trolls are sort of an arch enemy to the gnomes, and they try, at all costs, to just stay clear of them. So, why would the Siberian gnomes mate with the trolls? Gnomes are significantly more intelligent, they're much faster than any troll... it doesn't make a whole lot of sense.
Unless the trolls raped the gnomes.
Which in that case would leave me to question exactly how that works, as gnome women only ovulate once in their entire life, and the size differences between gnomes and trolls is great enough that you'd think rape would be awkward, if not impossible.
...shut up. This book kept me pretty busy for an hour or so.
This entire blog was brilliant.
Yeah, I have only kissed two people in my life, with one it was like kissing myself, probably because he was gay and had just decided that he wanted to be straight. The other one was/is the best kisser on the planet, I swear to god, I was hooked, with one fucking kiss, he could have just sat back and taken a rifle to my head, I would have died a happy lady, and now no more kissing, which is saaaaaad.
I think that if I went through my old blogs on here, I would throw up, probably why I go and erase them after a year, because it just makes me too queasy, especially the really whiny pleady ones, ha HA. Go you for standing it!
We would so totally go on spontaneous runs, thats the most fun, but fuck the stupid gas prices, GAH.