elizagirl

MOTHERFUCKING *COCK*, my stupid twat of a bitch ex-husband just phoned me THE DAY BEFORE MY BIRTHDAY and started making ridiculous demands about divorce papers. Newsflash, Ricky Retardo--I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO GET YOU TO PONY UP WITH THE PAPERWORK FOR A YEAR. Gah.

I used to think his accent was so sexy. Now I just want to scrape his throat with a fork. To...
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I just feel like curling into a ball and going to sleep and staying that way. I'm so fucking down I can't see back up, today.

Jeebus, three entries in one day. I'm on fire! No, seriously, help.

Anyhoo.

So I am making a couple of CDs for someone pretty nifty, and one (or two, depending how many women I get) of them is a "Women who Rock" CD, and I wanna know if I'm leaving off anyone essential. Assuming anyone ever actually stumbles across my wee journal here, can you...
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I am such a sucker for these things. Pure ego, baybee.

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Beth
2. Bethy
3. Turbo-Chicken

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Ivy
2. IdiotGirl
3. ElizaGirl

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My eyes...my face in general, actually
2. My wit/humour
3. My heart. I care about people & things

THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT...
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Swiped from Fanny

1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
wrote a java applet, visited St. Paul's hospital, put my feet in Sean Connery's footprints, got my hair cut SHORT, got my tonsils ripped out.

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don't recall making any last year. *checks back*...
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Paypal's customer service is so bad it makes me want to cry.

I feel like complete ass. I'm all achey and fevery and sore throaty and made of misery. Humbug.

Fortunately, my season 6 and 7 of buffy arrived from Amazon last week, so I am occupied.

I am already on disc 2 of season 7. Quelle nerde, non?

Oh, also on the nerd front, I just went and pre-ordered my copy of 'Harry Potter and the...
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Well, that's the weekend, then, folks.

The good news is I am done worrying about me and K. We have been kick-ass friends so long; it will take more than a little sex to stop us ("haha! Nice try, Penis-in-Vagina Man! Your nefarious schemes hold no power here! Hahaha!"). That said, I haven't seen him in a week, but we've both been super busy, too....
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Tonight, while doing the dinner dishes (the last of my pseudo-fried-rice....rice, fried up with an egg, some zucchini, broccoli, green onion, ginger, garlic, spinach, soy sauce, hot chili flakes and a bit of peanut butter--YUM) I turned on the garbuerator.

And it made a noise like a screaming rodent being hit with a golf club, and ejected liquid and solid groditude* all over the sink,...
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Ugh, what a bag of hammers I was this weekend. Evolution on Friday, of course, where I drank my weight in vodka and the roomie and I lamented the fact that our table was
swarmed by a bunch of folks we did not feel like spending the evening with. Is anything more embarrassing than hanging out with really shitty tippers? Feh!

My hair was shortish...
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