Burn the Eyes Right Outa Your Head

I can't really se what I am doing, but wanted to post a short note...I had my laser surgery today (PRK) and am on the road to recovery. I can't see the screen, it's too blurry and I just happen to know where most of te keys are, but can't see i I have made an errors. If I peer close up, I can find out, but my eyes are quite sore, and Im tired, doped up...just heading t bed. I's been a long day, and I am pleasaed so far with the results...when I get this temporary contqacts out, I'll know better then what my correction will be, as in how close to perfect vision. I am told to expect daily noiceable improvement as the eyes heal. SEE you later!

Out Of Sight?

Will it be out of mind? I left town today, heading south to Edmonton for a week, and boy was I glad to see my way out of town. Will out of sight equate with out of mind? It's been a long cold winter so far, and somewhat lonesome, so I am quite excited to get out of town, and head south. Movies, restaurants, shopping, family, friends, WHOO HOOO!

Gonna Be A Bear

You will likely have to click on this image to be able to read it...sorry!

Monday Is Puke Day

You got it. Monday's generally suck anyway. We're not quite ready to give up the weekend, and must arrive at work ready to go. Unless you're puking. Which was my daughter's case. Neither of us are regular pukers. But apparently she gets a little scared when puking, particularly after the 7th or 8th time...so what does my 20 year old daughter do when afraid? She gets her 18 pound cat and clings to him while crouched next to the toilet bowl...I can only imagine what in the hell McGee was thinking at the time, other than why in the hell am I forced to watch this person puke. My daughter said he kept trying to get up on the toilet seat. Gross. Like any cat, he probably saw it as lunch...eww.

So of course, karma steps in. I laughed my ass off when she told me about that, and then later in the day when I got home from work, I coughed so hard it turned my stomach (ever get that?) and usually some slow breathing and cool air can settle it down again. Nope. I puked. Karma baby...

But I am still laughing at the image of my daughter crouched beside the porcelain goddess, clinging to her chubby cat while she puked.

Irrational Lust

I've heard the song for month, loving the melodies, and a few glimpses of James Blunt in magazines was enough to catch my interest. Then I saw the music video. The song is "You're Beautiful" and the video is the one where he takes off his belongings and arranges them before him. There is something about eccentric rock singers that simply irresistible. Maybe because their singing leaves them looking so vulnerable. Whatever it is, this video makes me want to rip my clothes off and jump into his arms...I don't think that's irrational at all...

Productivity

It's only 10:45am and I have most of the weekend chores completed, having started only this morning when I got up at 9am. Dishes are washed(there are tons...I let them pile up for a few days), laundry is ongoing with the first load done. Rooted through mounds of paper and found some tax slips from last year I had to resubmit. I efiled, which I've been doing for years and last year they decided they wanted my slips for student loan interest. Fine, whatever. So I faxed them with the label the enclosed. Apparently they didn't get them. And then I moved, and was in limbo for a while, then cluttered until the extra furniture was moved out, blah, blah, blah. Anyhow, I found them. I also found some other paperwork I had been looking for, and culled the mound, getting a bag of shredding and a bag full of garbage. I could go through again and again and get the same I should just throw it all out to begin with. I need a MAJOR cull one of these days.

I also hauled out the suitcases and the felines began to look nervous. I'm going away next weekend for 2 weeks, and they are going on vacation to a friend's home while I'm off and about. They are pacing about, in and out of the room with the suitcases each time I put something in there. Packing has begun, but not in earnest.

I put away some clothes from the last time I did laundry. Laziness has crept into my home...

Now I think its about time to start cooking brunch...

Vaseline Humor

A man escapes from a prison where he's been locked up for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns. Inside, he finds a young couple in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair. While tying the homeowner's wife to the bed, the convict gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband whispers over to his wife:

"Listen, this guy is an escaped convict. Look at his clothes! He's probably spent a lot of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain.....do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is obviously very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us both. Be strong, honey. I love you!"

His wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me that he's gay, thinks you're cute, and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong. I love you, too".

this one cracked me up...heh heh

Valentine Hell Approaches

What an evil day. A time to celebrate being with the one you're with (even if they aren't the one you love)...and if you're alone - it's the day couples love to grind in your face til you want to puke. Oh, did I say that out loud?

I'm playing cards tonight at yahoo, my usual haunt, and as often happens, a guy will decide to become chatty only to discover he is also a pervert. Tell me fellas...if you met a woman you liked in person for the very first time in a public place, would you be asking her to take off her clothes within the first 3 minutes? No? Then why the fuck do you do it online? When I see a fella do that, the first thing I want to do is RUN away from the STDS from the sleezy guy. Shortly after dodging that conversation (and I kick his as in Gin) an apparent "friend" of his comes into the game room we're in and she kicks off this whole private conversation with him, in my room (as the host, it was my room - I set it up) to the complete exclusion of me. This guy just asked me to undress, and moments later he is ankle deep in conversation with another woman.

That's why I am still single...there just isn't anything out there...this guy was pretty typical of what I've encountered on singles sites, game sites, chat rooms, you name it...surely there is a prince among men out there waiting for me? Don't answer that...

Stolen From A Hoser

Reads, Watches, Plays, Works...so it's a meme of sorts. Let's run with it...I'm bored...

Reads - juggling as usual...Reader's Digest (in the reading room), I Started Out One Afternoon (or some other title for a book my sis gave me for Christmas - it's good, but I am too lazy to go get it), National Geographic (new subscriber!), The Hundred Secret Senses by Amy Tan (second read), Fall On Your Knees by Ann Marie MacDonad (second read), Lonely Planet's East Africa (my favorite guides!).

Watches - ER (I wish they were all new dammit, enough of these repeats!), Grey's Anatomy (thanks to my friend K. who got me hooked like her!), Survivor, Amazing Race(irritated that Rob and Amber are showing up ONCE again - ya got a million bucks, now go spend it!!! No one wants you to win!!!), Little Mosque on the Prairie (very hilarious new sitcom), Rick Mercer Report, Brothers and Sisters, and yes, Extreme Home Makeover (cry my silly eyes out). Then there is a plethora of sitcom reruns...

Plays - usually cards at Yahoo (gin, canasta) but sometimes poker or slots at Pogo. Offline I occasionally pop the Sims in, but I have to be REALLY bored...

Works - somewhat disgruntled civil servant (social worker) long enough only to eradicate student loan debt...

Hotel Life

Anna Nicole died in a hotel room this week, and of course, it's tragic. The first one I thought of was her little babe, just 5 months old. For whatever I think of Anna Nicole Smith (which is not a whole lot...I admit) I am saddened to think of all these famous folks who have died in a hotel room. What a lonely and sad existence when your last breaths are taken in a hotel room. Granted, I'm sure it was luxury accomodation...hotel life seems to be a part of being a celebrity. I don't think that being a celebrity is necessarily all that and a bag of chips. Anna Nicole was just 11 months younger than me.

Kitty Condo

I moved the condo out into the porch where they can see the neighbor's dog, and bask in the sun. They seem to satisifed with the new arrangement.

Global Warming

There's been much in the news about this. I have one comment to make, and it isn't based on any specific research method, nor did it cost millions of dollars and take years to come to a consensus on. Considering the theory of a former ice age, and the fact that we are no longer in one and haven't been for thousands of years...wouldn't that be considered global warming? The very fact that we are not in an ice age tells me our planet is warmer. Imagine. And I didn't need to have 113 scientists come together to confirm this.

Spiders On Drugs

cracked me up...hilarious!