Hi. Sorry, as it turns out, I don't have free time anymore. It does not exist for me. You know what does? Overtime. That exists in a very big way.
Besides hours and hours of work...I can't say too much is going on.
Whil is starting Unisys again on 08/04. This is a HUGE relief. Money has been really, really tight. At least we can say we got through it though, I guess that's good.
I just found out a very close friend of mine is pregnant! I'm super stoked about this. I would say who it is...but it hasn't been 3 months yet, and you're not supposed to tell everyone till after 3 months, apparently. So after 3 months, I'll tell y'all. :) She is officially my first and only friend to get pregnant intentionally. How sad/funny is that shit? Either way, it's awesome news, and I couldn't be more excited.
My adopted little sister, Amanda headed off to boot camp for the guard today. :( We gave her a proper farewell on Saturday, though. As I hear it, she and her friends were puking all night. Hahaha! Man, I wish when I was 18, I had had an older sister and her friends to get me plastered in the safety of their home. She better be grateful!
Hum...what else? Not much I guess. Drank myself sick on Friday night. That was good time. Puking out of the car (door open) while Whil makes a let turn at a very busy intersection. Definitely in my top 5 finest moments. Ummm...oh, got drunk with Daddy last night. lol. Good times! He always has the best Tequila. It also marked the first time I've taken shots with my Step-Mom. About damn time!!!
I think I'll call it done now. Hopefully my life starts being interesting again, soon.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Moving right along
So really, I have nothing new to report.
This should be an interesting read, yeah? Sorry. Um...Whil has begun the re-hiring process at Unisys. I feel bad...he hated that job, hell I hated that job when I had it...but we just can't have him out of work anymore. The stress has really been killing us. So it's nice to know that he will be bringing in a paycheck again soon.
Besides that, my thumb is healing as well as can be expected. The blister finally popped on Friday. It was REALLY gross. I won't go into details, but yeah...gross. So now I just have this shiny pink skin that has no elasticity what so ever. It's really odd. I thought for sure that once the blister popped I would regain the use of my left thumb, but noooo...now it's even worse. Since the new skin is on the knuckle, I can't really bend it at all. Lame.
Oh, went to The Roots free show at the Gallivan Center last week. It was a pretty good time! That place was packed to the gills, and the beer lines were an ungodly length, but I survived. I ran into the Bishop's son I dated for like 3 years. That was interesting. Sometimes I miss the kid. I mean, not like miss him in the let's get dirty sense, but I miss talking to him. We exchanged numbers and all that, so hopefully sometime we can sit down and catch up. He's actually getting divorced right now, so maybe I can give him some tips. HA! Like I have any tips other than "well now you'll know better".
What else? Oh! My poor Gillian had a battle with a golf cart yesterday and now has a broken foot! She's doing alright though, just trying to get used to the crutches and getting around her condo since she lives on the second floor and there is no elevator or ramp (isn't that some sort of code violation?). Whil and I took Oliver off her hands for a while since she can't really get him outside too easily. It's nice to have my Bunny visiting again.
I think that's it...yeah? Yeah.
This should be an interesting read, yeah? Sorry. Um...Whil has begun the re-hiring process at Unisys. I feel bad...he hated that job, hell I hated that job when I had it...but we just can't have him out of work anymore. The stress has really been killing us. So it's nice to know that he will be bringing in a paycheck again soon.
Besides that, my thumb is healing as well as can be expected. The blister finally popped on Friday. It was REALLY gross. I won't go into details, but yeah...gross. So now I just have this shiny pink skin that has no elasticity what so ever. It's really odd. I thought for sure that once the blister popped I would regain the use of my left thumb, but noooo...now it's even worse. Since the new skin is on the knuckle, I can't really bend it at all. Lame.
Oh, went to The Roots free show at the Gallivan Center last week. It was a pretty good time! That place was packed to the gills, and the beer lines were an ungodly length, but I survived. I ran into the Bishop's son I dated for like 3 years. That was interesting. Sometimes I miss the kid. I mean, not like miss him in the let's get dirty sense, but I miss talking to him. We exchanged numbers and all that, so hopefully sometime we can sit down and catch up. He's actually getting divorced right now, so maybe I can give him some tips. HA! Like I have any tips other than "well now you'll know better".
What else? Oh! My poor Gillian had a battle with a golf cart yesterday and now has a broken foot! She's doing alright though, just trying to get used to the crutches and getting around her condo since she lives on the second floor and there is no elevator or ramp (isn't that some sort of code violation?). Whil and I took Oliver off her hands for a while since she can't really get him outside too easily. It's nice to have my Bunny visiting again.
I think that's it...yeah? Yeah.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Still Impressive...
Ah, the 4th of July. One of my favorite holidays, mainly because all I'm expected to do is get drunk and play with pretty fireworks. What could be better?
And this year, I certainly lived up to the expectations I just mentioned.
For the 4th, the whole lot of us went over to Mautner and Big Timmy's place for some BBQ action. We played some horse shoes (I of course got nailed in the shin with one, because I am who I am), made tasty burgers on the grill, played some beer pong, and drank till we could drink no more.
Once the fireworks started...things got a little out of hand. From Mautner and Tim's place, we could see the fireworks all over the valley, which was pretty awesome. We all stood out in the street and did the obligatory oooooh and aaaaaah-ing...it was great fun. But it just wasn't ENOUGH fun. So a few folks had brought a hefty supply of fireworks from Wyoming so we could make our own fun. I had only brought sparklers, so I was pumped to have something really fun to play with.
I'm not sure why it never occurred to me that doing illegal fireworks while drunk may not have been a good idea, but I wish it would have. I can't tell you how many Roman Candles I successfully set off, but I can tell you that one did not go so well. I am now the proud owner of a gimpy thumb, due to a nasty 2nd degree burn on my knuckle that has resulted in a HUGE blister that the Doc says I really don't want to pop. Apparently, the skin underneath is nowhere near ready to be exposed to the world. So now my thumb is in a splint, since bending it will pop the blister and it's all bandaged up and covered in goo to keep it from drying out. Oh, and it hurts.
Anywho, after the fireworks of death, we all headed back to the house for more drinking. I probably should have called it a night, but eh...charred flesh is charred flesh, no matter when you go to bed.
More drinking led to more fantastic ideas...case in point, naked hot tub. I have now seen more of my duder friends peepers than I care to admit. I am scarred for life...as I imagine they are from seeing my beached whale of an ass floating around in there. Ah well, what can you do?
After that, Whil and I headed home. Oh, another word to the wise: When cramming more people than previously thought possible into a hot tub, don't leave your purse sitting right next to it. Yeah, it wasn't pretty. But at least my phone survived!
So home we went. The next day, we were informed as to what we missed. Apparently, another friend of ours had gotten in an argument with his girlfriend (well, as we hear it, the whole party had turned into one gigantic argument) and had gone ape shit nuts...or as Regular Sized Timmy pit it "He went nuts, like...man vs wild nuts". Apparently, he decided to go to his parent's place in Lehi. He surely shouldn't have been driving, considering that we were in the Aves and he got on the freeway headed North. He wound up in Ogden, in a parking lot. He woke up in his car and realized he was bleeding profusely from the bum. Further inspection would indicate that he was missing a rather large chunk of his ass cheek. Why/How? That, we don't know.
So there you have it...our nation's birthday. Done up right.
And this year, I certainly lived up to the expectations I just mentioned.
For the 4th, the whole lot of us went over to Mautner and Big Timmy's place for some BBQ action. We played some horse shoes (I of course got nailed in the shin with one, because I am who I am), made tasty burgers on the grill, played some beer pong, and drank till we could drink no more.
Once the fireworks started...things got a little out of hand. From Mautner and Tim's place, we could see the fireworks all over the valley, which was pretty awesome. We all stood out in the street and did the obligatory oooooh and aaaaaah-ing...it was great fun. But it just wasn't ENOUGH fun. So a few folks had brought a hefty supply of fireworks from Wyoming so we could make our own fun. I had only brought sparklers, so I was pumped to have something really fun to play with.
I'm not sure why it never occurred to me that doing illegal fireworks while drunk may not have been a good idea, but I wish it would have. I can't tell you how many Roman Candles I successfully set off, but I can tell you that one did not go so well. I am now the proud owner of a gimpy thumb, due to a nasty 2nd degree burn on my knuckle that has resulted in a HUGE blister that the Doc says I really don't want to pop. Apparently, the skin underneath is nowhere near ready to be exposed to the world. So now my thumb is in a splint, since bending it will pop the blister and it's all bandaged up and covered in goo to keep it from drying out. Oh, and it hurts.
Anywho, after the fireworks of death, we all headed back to the house for more drinking. I probably should have called it a night, but eh...charred flesh is charred flesh, no matter when you go to bed.
More drinking led to more fantastic ideas...case in point, naked hot tub. I have now seen more of my duder friends peepers than I care to admit. I am scarred for life...as I imagine they are from seeing my beached whale of an ass floating around in there. Ah well, what can you do?
After that, Whil and I headed home. Oh, another word to the wise: When cramming more people than previously thought possible into a hot tub, don't leave your purse sitting right next to it. Yeah, it wasn't pretty. But at least my phone survived!
So home we went. The next day, we were informed as to what we missed. Apparently, another friend of ours had gotten in an argument with his girlfriend (well, as we hear it, the whole party had turned into one gigantic argument) and had gone ape shit nuts...or as Regular Sized Timmy pit it "He went nuts, like...man vs wild nuts". Apparently, he decided to go to his parent's place in Lehi. He surely shouldn't have been driving, considering that we were in the Aves and he got on the freeway headed North. He wound up in Ogden, in a parking lot. He woke up in his car and realized he was bleeding profusely from the bum. Further inspection would indicate that he was missing a rather large chunk of his ass cheek. Why/How? That, we don't know.
So there you have it...our nation's birthday. Done up right.
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