rain drops are fallin' on my head.... tra la fuckin' la..... mmmm.... just got back from work, was pouring all day long.... so, not that many people = boring day on the job... my return home was greeted with hot kisses... and then an ice cold beer!! i love the first drink.... 'cause you can feel the alcohol invading your body... and slowly your muscles become relaxed and a little numb, and you feel a little heavy, but heavy in a comforting way... mmm....
this week was a busy week... first off, woke up early to drive back with momma from toronto.... (i'm practicing for my G, with is the last step in order to get your perma driver's license in ontario)... needless to say, it sux driving with a parent.... especially when you're on a highway, and you have a heavy foot! but i love driving.... momma has a stick... and fuck, does it feel empowering driving a stick.... i feel like such a tough dominant bitch! i could never go automatic!
so tired from the long ride back to montreal... then i worked that night 'til midnight, (that's the prob. with sex shops, open 'til late).... then back up tuesday morning, straight to ikea!!!!!! not bad, 'cause i'm fuckin' psyched to go furniture shopping for my new tiny bachelor! don't end up getting anything, work.. then up early wednesday, back to ikea, and this time we buy!!! YAY fuckin' hoorah!! i got a footon (sp?!)/pull-out bed!! (please tell me i made the right decision... i'm all questioning myself now.... argh, i hate 'important' decisions, they always make me doubt myself).... plus, i got those little ice cube makers that come in shapes of stars!! hey, it's the little things that count, right'?! man, i can't wait to move... even if the place we live in is big and roomy and in the gay village, (which i love love LOVE), but i love change... and i'm ready for something new.... technically i could move anyday now, i got it now!! but i still have this big roomy place until the end of august.... so might as well enjoy it before i move into a hole....
my cat, minouche, is getting worse and worse.... since february.... she's eating now.... but she's gone through so much, and has such a miserable year.... i mean, i have to inject her with serum every day, give her drops of this and that.... she's so depressing looking.... and everytime momma visits, she keeps frustrating me by telling me her time is up.... she thinks i should make THE appointment for 2 weeks from now.... a piece of me is gonna die.... minouche is my sis, my childhood and everything to me... i've been by her side since i can remember... i was 4 or 5 when we adopted her.... (the prettiest outta the bunch, lemme tell you, not that i'm superficial or anything, hehe).... anyways.... i guess i gotta let go of my past life.... everything has changed now.... and her passing will be the complete end of an era....
question of the day!!!! how do you know when to make the decision to put your loved one to sleep?! i just wish she could give me a sign, like, PLEASE EASE MY PAIN, or FUCK YOU, I'M GONNA LIVE 'TIL I DROP! i hate making decisions... especially making them for others.... so, mo is sad....
alright... as you all might be able to tell, i'm a huge blabber... and i can pretty much guarantee that all my journal entries will always be long and boring... i'm sorry.... there's something so soothing about writing, though.... it's just so easy to express yourself on paper... no boundaries, no criticism.....
this week was a busy week... first off, woke up early to drive back with momma from toronto.... (i'm practicing for my G, with is the last step in order to get your perma driver's license in ontario)... needless to say, it sux driving with a parent.... especially when you're on a highway, and you have a heavy foot! but i love driving.... momma has a stick... and fuck, does it feel empowering driving a stick.... i feel like such a tough dominant bitch! i could never go automatic!
so tired from the long ride back to montreal... then i worked that night 'til midnight, (that's the prob. with sex shops, open 'til late).... then back up tuesday morning, straight to ikea!!!!!! not bad, 'cause i'm fuckin' psyched to go furniture shopping for my new tiny bachelor! don't end up getting anything, work.. then up early wednesday, back to ikea, and this time we buy!!! YAY fuckin' hoorah!! i got a footon (sp?!)/pull-out bed!! (please tell me i made the right decision... i'm all questioning myself now.... argh, i hate 'important' decisions, they always make me doubt myself).... plus, i got those little ice cube makers that come in shapes of stars!! hey, it's the little things that count, right'?! man, i can't wait to move... even if the place we live in is big and roomy and in the gay village, (which i love love LOVE), but i love change... and i'm ready for something new.... technically i could move anyday now, i got it now!! but i still have this big roomy place until the end of august.... so might as well enjoy it before i move into a hole....
my cat, minouche, is getting worse and worse.... since february.... she's eating now.... but she's gone through so much, and has such a miserable year.... i mean, i have to inject her with serum every day, give her drops of this and that.... she's so depressing looking.... and everytime momma visits, she keeps frustrating me by telling me her time is up.... she thinks i should make THE appointment for 2 weeks from now.... a piece of me is gonna die.... minouche is my sis, my childhood and everything to me... i've been by her side since i can remember... i was 4 or 5 when we adopted her.... (the prettiest outta the bunch, lemme tell you, not that i'm superficial or anything, hehe).... anyways.... i guess i gotta let go of my past life.... everything has changed now.... and her passing will be the complete end of an era....
question of the day!!!! how do you know when to make the decision to put your loved one to sleep?! i just wish she could give me a sign, like, PLEASE EASE MY PAIN, or FUCK YOU, I'M GONNA LIVE 'TIL I DROP! i hate making decisions... especially making them for others.... so, mo is sad....
alright... as you all might be able to tell, i'm a huge blabber... and i can pretty much guarantee that all my journal entries will always be long and boring... i'm sorry.... there's something so soothing about writing, though.... it's just so easy to express yourself on paper... no boundaries, no criticism.....
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