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bluegreen17) wrote2002-09-24 02:47 pm
bluegreen17) wrote2002-09-24 02:47 pm
'you look maaaarvelous'/it bites
funny,that.
no,i'm not talking to my tv screen as i drool over those cute hobbits (does that make me a pedophile? well,if so i'm in the ranks there with joy and harry potter! i understand why she got a crush on him though...he's a cute nerdy boy in glasses! yeahhh!)
but really,today i bumped into someone in the grocery store (didn't even try to avoid them...sometimes i do when i'm feeling antisocial,but i was high after getting all that attention at the dentist's office and anticipating purchasing a pint...of ben and jerry's that is) and this woman,susan,said to me 'you look great!'
i said 'thanks,i'm actually on death's door'.
no,i really didn't say that but if she was someone i knew better i might have. heh.
the other day when i was having an extra horrible sick day (as opposed to just a normal sick feeling kind of day) george said 'diane,i know you feel terrible,but you look great' (and i wasn't even wearing my stilletos and the low cut red number that day.*cough*choke*splutter*)
anyhow,it is actually good to know that even though there is something very very amiss about my stomach (i don't know,it can't ALL be caused by stress can it? who knows...) i have some sort of good health going for me. (or maybe i'm just developing rosacea in spite of the fact that i haven't had a drink since the champagne i drank at my cousin's wedding and it think that was in '89. i'm not on the wagon,i just got sick of hangovers and finally learned how to overcome my shyness and be sociable without alcohol) and they take that ruddiness of face as health...i don't know. but i guess i should just take it as a good sign that people think i look healthy. maybe i have a true healthy glow in spite of it all. maybe i'm pregnant!
that would explain the nausea,but i'm not an elephant,so i shouldn't be nauseated for nine years...no,i guess that's not it. and not to mention that i haven't had a boyfriend in...never mind how many years,fuck you,i'm a rrrrioot spinssterrr...(aye a bit defensive about that aren't we?)...and casual sex just aint my style...so,um,probably not pregnant since gabriel the archangel hasn't stopped by either. and if i go further with this train of thought,i might get blasphemous according to some who dont believe god has a sense of humor.
not only must god have a sense of humor...look around you...but it also just might be a dark sense of humor,and sometimes i think possibly even twisted...but,no i would hope god wouldn't have a cruel sense of humor. one can hope anyway.
well,anyway,here i am looking good,at least having decent energy most days in spite of a heck of a lot of notsleeping,so 'the lifeforce must be strong in this one,obi wan',sometimes to my chagrin....'stop the world,i wanna get off'-that's the name of an old show tune that was on one of my parents records...those vinyl things for those who remember them.
mom today wanted to know if dad still drives,since we told her yesterday she shouldn't drive anymore for her own safety (we didn't add for the safety of the rest of mankind,though!) i told her,yes he did but he doesn't have trouble with his memory. i feel so sad for her. mom has had sooo much taken away from her in such a short time span.and she worked almost full-time right up to the day her speech started slurring really bad.so she's never had a healthy retirement,has had no money to really go anywhere. thankfully,last year my sisters did take her to the beach for a week,and my sisters have taken her for a few excursions the last couple of years. they've been better at that than me,i've gotten more and more overwhelmed and less productive over the years. i remember one year i baked cookies for tons of people at christmastime and i used to do all sorts of christmas shopping even though i worked in retail and had to work six days at christmas and i went out and stayed out late seeing bands and such on saturday nights...living the wild life. but hey,i was in my twenties then. i was still immortal.
you know i think i know why my life has gone downhill for so many years now...i had my wisdom teeth removed in 1989 (thank goodness i had insurance...they were impacted so they had to totally knock me out and the anesthesia made me sooo sick and horribly groggy...and it cost several thousand dollars) and what if those teeth were the source of my 'power' like samson and his hair?
oh,well,it's just a theory.
no,i'm not talking to my tv screen as i drool over those cute hobbits (does that make me a pedophile? well,if so i'm in the ranks there with joy and harry potter! i understand why she got a crush on him though...he's a cute nerdy boy in glasses! yeahhh!)
but really,today i bumped into someone in the grocery store (didn't even try to avoid them...sometimes i do when i'm feeling antisocial,but i was high after getting all that attention at the dentist's office and anticipating purchasing a pint...of ben and jerry's that is) and this woman,susan,said to me 'you look great!'
i said 'thanks,i'm actually on death's door'.
no,i really didn't say that but if she was someone i knew better i might have. heh.
the other day when i was having an extra horrible sick day (as opposed to just a normal sick feeling kind of day) george said 'diane,i know you feel terrible,but you look great' (and i wasn't even wearing my stilletos and the low cut red number that day.*cough*choke*splutter*)
anyhow,it is actually good to know that even though there is something very very amiss about my stomach (i don't know,it can't ALL be caused by stress can it? who knows...) i have some sort of good health going for me. (or maybe i'm just developing rosacea in spite of the fact that i haven't had a drink since the champagne i drank at my cousin's wedding and it think that was in '89. i'm not on the wagon,i just got sick of hangovers and finally learned how to overcome my shyness and be sociable without alcohol) and they take that ruddiness of face as health...i don't know. but i guess i should just take it as a good sign that people think i look healthy. maybe i have a true healthy glow in spite of it all. maybe i'm pregnant!
that would explain the nausea,but i'm not an elephant,so i shouldn't be nauseated for nine years...no,i guess that's not it. and not to mention that i haven't had a boyfriend in...never mind how many years,fuck you,i'm a rrrrioot spinssterrr...(aye a bit defensive about that aren't we?)...and casual sex just aint my style...so,um,probably not pregnant since gabriel the archangel hasn't stopped by either. and if i go further with this train of thought,i might get blasphemous according to some who dont believe god has a sense of humor.
not only must god have a sense of humor...look around you...but it also just might be a dark sense of humor,and sometimes i think possibly even twisted...but,no i would hope god wouldn't have a cruel sense of humor. one can hope anyway.
well,anyway,here i am looking good,at least having decent energy most days in spite of a heck of a lot of notsleeping,so 'the lifeforce must be strong in this one,obi wan',sometimes to my chagrin....'stop the world,i wanna get off'-that's the name of an old show tune that was on one of my parents records...those vinyl things for those who remember them.
mom today wanted to know if dad still drives,since we told her yesterday she shouldn't drive anymore for her own safety (we didn't add for the safety of the rest of mankind,though!) i told her,yes he did but he doesn't have trouble with his memory. i feel so sad for her. mom has had sooo much taken away from her in such a short time span.and she worked almost full-time right up to the day her speech started slurring really bad.so she's never had a healthy retirement,has had no money to really go anywhere. thankfully,last year my sisters did take her to the beach for a week,and my sisters have taken her for a few excursions the last couple of years. they've been better at that than me,i've gotten more and more overwhelmed and less productive over the years. i remember one year i baked cookies for tons of people at christmastime and i used to do all sorts of christmas shopping even though i worked in retail and had to work six days at christmas and i went out and stayed out late seeing bands and such on saturday nights...living the wild life. but hey,i was in my twenties then. i was still immortal.
you know i think i know why my life has gone downhill for so many years now...i had my wisdom teeth removed in 1989 (thank goodness i had insurance...they were impacted so they had to totally knock me out and the anesthesia made me sooo sick and horribly groggy...and it cost several thousand dollars) and what if those teeth were the source of my 'power' like samson and his hair?
oh,well,it's just a theory.