ya mama got jell-o feet w/ fruit in the toes.

bored.

okay.
i admit that im way border than usual without okp. as far as the innernet goes, anyway. like, there's nothing to do in cyberspace anymore except play games and check email. ive played every single e-game in existance and no one ever emails me.

so im finding that i spend more time away from the computer itself, visiting with fam and stuff. id read more but i dont have anything good to read @ the moment (suggestions anyone?). im bout to read 'the darkest child' again. that was a good freaking book.

but i digress.

its hardest when im at work and i HAVE to be on the computer, like i am now. i have absolutely nothing to do, so chances are this will be a super long and potentially boringly uneventful blawg entry. fair warning. this is the only time i really miss it, for real. i still peek in a couple times a day, once to get the haps on what's goin on in the news (probably not a good sign that i go to okp for news before msnbc) and later just to see what's goin on.

but yeah, other than that, i dont really miss it for real. & aint nobody missin me. folk prolly aint even noticed that havent been on there like that recently. & the only ppl who wld miss me, i think, i still talk to them near everyday. so no harm, no foul.

so. it's 3:10 in the pm. i get off at 5. i have an hr and 50 mins to fill this entry with a bunch of stuff that u cant possibly care to know.

let's start with the gallstones i think i have.

for like the past 3 weeks ive had what feels like pretty bad indigestion. i was gonna go to the dr for it, but it went away so i didnt go. few days later it was back. antacids dont help. this morning i put every thing that's bothering me in a google search to see what condition, if any, came up the most.

gas
indigestion
pain b/t the shoulderblades
occasional nausea/vomiting

gallstones.
wldnt that suck?
i hope that's not it.

im pondering going in on monday morning but i really dont wanna miss anymore work. i have an appt for a physical & pap smear on the 5th.. i wanna try and hold out til then. the stuff i read on gallstones has me jumpy and worried tho, and lord knows it doesnt take much to have me thinkin im gonna die of cancer in 3 days.

so lets pray that i wont be given any reason to jump to conclusions in a blaze of hysterical hysterics.

right now im waiting for my phone to ring. ive been trying and trying and trying to get in contact w/ the man who sold me my computer a couple days ago b/c he's tryin to overchagbe me by like $70. he charged me for the wireless mouse and keyboard that are supposed to come free w/ the whole bundle. he trippin, i aint payin for that.

i cant wait til it gets here, tho. im even gonna clean my room for its welcome home reception. there will also be punch and pie. RSVP by the 28th, por fav plait.

my hair, even with the 12 inches of new growth that are slowly taking over my scalp, looks excellent. im so mad it took me 22 yrs to discover the tranforming glory of the hot iron. its in a ponytail pulled behind my right ear at the moment. its like 2 inches from touchin my nipples. im changin my name to Mochahontas. and buying some feathered earrings.

my nephew is in town for the summer!!
it'd been literally years since id seen him.. prolly about 3. he and his mother moved to cleveland (of all places) some time ago and he's never been down since, nor have we had a chance to go up and see him. we almost made it once, but there was a death in the fam that weekend and we had to cancel. that's no excuse tho--ive always, always wanted our side of the family to be an active entity in his life, but i mean, what can a 17 yr old non drivin girl do? my brother was the one who had to step up. but things were hard and still are. still, i have high hopes now. he's right around the corner. we're drivin up to stank ass punk ass bitch ass indianapolis to all spend some time together this weekend. im excited.

william faulkner is one of the most frustrating authors ive ever read in my entire life. ever.

and speaking of writing, i want to do some again. stories. ive been wanting to write to jimi hendrix's 'are u experienced' and i think i ever started out doing so once but they all sucked. im gonna try again.

i really wanna study fiction in grad school, man. im not excited abt studying poetry at all :o( i hope thre's somethin that can be done abt that.

ive decided that beer makes me unreasonably hostile. i had a couple for the first time last night, not for the taste or for the experience, but to help my burp (my mother's suggestion). they didnt taste as bad as i thought they wld but i just felt mad the whole night. typically alcohol makes me horny and/or sleepy. no more beer for me.

i still dont have an apt, but karas, dave, and the philadelphia apt co. are on the grind. thanks guys! *used car salesman grin*

speakin of karas
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPYBELATEDBIRFDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!
i told ihsan to punch u in the arm for me but he's actin punk about it. if u can manage to have a good time out tonight without getting socked in the arm, please do so.

ooh, i watched momswap or whataever its called earlier this week. they swapped the mother of a cajun family who like, raises alligators in louisiana with the mother of a vegan household from california. like, the WHOLE family was vegan, right down to the 8 & 9 yr old kids or however old they were. the vegan mother was SUCH. a bitch. suchabitch. i mean she was insulting, rude, judgemental, intolerant, and juss a bitch © outkast. the cajun mother, on the other hand, was open to this weird culture she was presented with--she went from cookin alligator in her own kitchen to making veggie gumbo in soebody else's, EVEN as she was attacked by the vegan ppl's extended family, all of whom were just as bitchy as the vegan mama.

the pt of all this is that the cajun lady and her family, her husband and son (<- who came complete with a mullet), had the most beautiful accents ive ever heard. ever. they weren't stereotypically cajun, but they were just.. just beautiful.

and screw vegans. that vegan mama was trash. AND she ate some alligator in an attempt to experience a meat-eater's life and she LOVED it but when she got home and confessed to her fam she tried to front like it was nasty. girl, boo.

im running out of things to say. u know, if i was me semi-supervisor, i'd just say u know what.. let's the both of us leave. nobody has to know. we'll still get pd for a full day. cause i mean, we'd get the same shit accomplished at home. she's not doin nothin. im BLATANTLY not doin nothin. this is dumb.

im done.
I GOT A WHOLE HR LEFT!!
:o(
now i dont have nothin to do but talk to nate's punk ass on IM. what fun.

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