Saturday was my nephew's birthday. An interesting day... I'll leave it at that.
Saturday night I took my sis to see 40 Year Old Virgin. It was OK, but no where near as good as I expected. I know I expected too much. Glad my sis was able to get out. She almost never leaves the house to do anything fun.
Drove back on Sunday with an escort of ~15 Nevada Highway Patrol cars. Pretty cool hauling ass with a bunch of cops. They kept turning on thier lights to get slower traffic out of the way.
I can only assume they were going home after helping out in New Orleans.
Sunday evening was the HorrorPops show. (More pics in my 'music' folder)
Finally met Do11face and her fiance.
Jimbo and Spaceboy also showed up.
Monday I found out my biological father has colon cancer. What am I supposed to do with that information. He hasn't been a part of my life since I was like 7. Am I supposed to drive across the country to meet him now? For what? To say what?
He is still having some tests run to find out the extent of the spread. He'll let me know. Then I guess I have some decisions to make.
Tuesday I finally had my meeting with HR and my boss. Lovely times, they told me how much they value me and what a good job I'm doing, even though I got a shit review. I got to tell them how I hate working for them and will be leaving as soon as I find a better offer.
This morning while flossing (shocker, eh?), I had a filling fall out.
Went in this afternoon and they replaced it. That was at 1 PM, I still can't feel my face.
I'm hungry as hell too.
Speaking of, for the last couple of weeks I have been insatiably hungry, and horny. WTF? Maybe it's all the zinc? Weird.
My Chemical Romance on Friday. I'm still not sure who, if anyone is joining me.
I have this weird continuing dreaming going on. Starting like Sunday night, I killed a couple people. The guy I killed I'm pretty sure was self defense, but I had to kill his girl friend to keep from getting caught. Of course, me being me, the cops show up at my door the next day. They suspect me, but are looking for evidence. I still have like bloody clothes and stuff in my house I was going to dump, but now I know they are watching me. So last night some guy comes over, and he's helping me clean up, but I don't know why. Me and several random friends go to his place. We figure out he is a serial killer. We know he's going to kill us, but we can't just run away, cause I know he knows I killed those people. So we are just trying to distract him from his preparations to kill us. It was one of those dreams I just couldn't escape. I would wake up, tired, wanting to go back to sleep, but I knew I would go right back into the dream and I really didn't want to go back there.

Saturday night I took my sis to see 40 Year Old Virgin. It was OK, but no where near as good as I expected. I know I expected too much. Glad my sis was able to get out. She almost never leaves the house to do anything fun.
Drove back on Sunday with an escort of ~15 Nevada Highway Patrol cars. Pretty cool hauling ass with a bunch of cops. They kept turning on thier lights to get slower traffic out of the way.

Sunday evening was the HorrorPops show. (More pics in my 'music' folder)

Finally met Do11face and her fiance.

Jimbo and Spaceboy also showed up.

Monday I found out my biological father has colon cancer. What am I supposed to do with that information. He hasn't been a part of my life since I was like 7. Am I supposed to drive across the country to meet him now? For what? To say what?

Tuesday I finally had my meeting with HR and my boss. Lovely times, they told me how much they value me and what a good job I'm doing, even though I got a shit review. I got to tell them how I hate working for them and will be leaving as soon as I find a better offer.

This morning while flossing (shocker, eh?), I had a filling fall out.


Speaking of, for the last couple of weeks I have been insatiably hungry, and horny. WTF? Maybe it's all the zinc? Weird.
My Chemical Romance on Friday. I'm still not sure who, if anyone is joining me.
I have this weird continuing dreaming going on. Starting like Sunday night, I killed a couple people. The guy I killed I'm pretty sure was self defense, but I had to kill his girl friend to keep from getting caught. Of course, me being me, the cops show up at my door the next day. They suspect me, but are looking for evidence. I still have like bloody clothes and stuff in my house I was going to dump, but now I know they are watching me. So last night some guy comes over, and he's helping me clean up, but I don't know why. Me and several random friends go to his place. We figure out he is a serial killer. We know he's going to kill us, but we can't just run away, cause I know he knows I killed those people. So we are just trying to distract him from his preparations to kill us. It was one of those dreams I just couldn't escape. I would wake up, tired, wanting to go back to sleep, but I knew I would go right back into the dream and I really didn't want to go back there.

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calypso:
Indeed.

kinkerbelle:
Aww thank you schweety pie.
*hugs* Um, about your father, I personally think that even though he hasn't been in your life for a long while..maybe you should visit him anyway. Just because he hasn't been around doesn't mean you have to be the same way. Have you asked him if he'd like to see you? Cuz if he says "no", then it would be good to settle for the "fuck him" attitude.
I hope I don't seem like I'm telling you what to do or anything. I just thought I'd spare my 1 cent opinion.





