outtamyhead
sometimes it all comes outtamyhead, and sometimes i'm just outtamyhead. period.

i guess i started this journal thingy out of boredom at a job i used to have. i stay here because i've come to know and love some of the people i've "met". you know who you are!!!
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live simply so that others may simply live

beer thirty

and i'm enjoying one last day of sitting on my patio, having a couple of cold ones. i work the rest of the week, and colder stormy weather is supposed to move in tomorrow, so i'll take what i can get when i can get it.

*heh*

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there's a big fat squirrell about 20 feet away from me rooting around for something.

oooops - stray kitty cat saw him. he scampered away up a tree.

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katherine has a friend spending the night tonight. yes, i know i'm insane and i have to be up early to go to work, but i have ambien. it's spring break. since we're not going to the bahamas like some of her friends, i want her to enjoy it.

now my question is, why is this friend's mom calling me constantly now??? i just met her sunday for the first time in my life. wasn't that just yesterday???

not only does she call me, but she calls me "mrs robinson - coo coo cachoo" which only my closest friends call me, so that took me aback a little. (it is my last name since dave and i married, and yes, ya'll are allowed, but she doesn't know me that well). harummmph.

i CANNOT get this woman off the phone. i've already stopped answering my phone. i just let her leave messages. when i went to her house to pick katherine up yesterday she kept me for over 45 minutes, even tho i kept saying we needed to run - places to go, people to see, things to do.

i know, she's lonely and very nice, but we don't really have much in common, other than our daughters are friends. and her daughter seems to be very sweet. katherine went to grade school with her and they have friends in common, and so it has progressed from there.

i sound like a bitch, don't i??? i'm really not, but i already have a pretty full plate, and i'm sorry, but i just can't stand those cling-ons. (not to be confused with the star trek characters. or butt boogers. you know whattimean).

i was talking to my good sweet friend yesterday about drama, and how i've virtually eliminated it from my life, and that i ain't going back to it ever again. this woman has plenty of drama. i've known her a little over 24 hours, and already i know that her boyfriend walked out last year and took her furniture, so she had to go buy more instead of keep paying dental insurance (i'd rather sit on the fucking floor after what i've been thru lately!!!), and that now he's back and she told him that if they get back together she'll have a ring on her finger and a marriage license in her possession before they start up again.

i didn't see no ring, and they're going camping together this week.

see??? drama, drama, drama!!!

i'm going back to the head shop to buy the button that says "freak magnet" and the one that says "i don't have an attitude problem. i've got an idiot problem". maybe if i wear smart-ass stuff like that people will leave me the hell alone.

shit.

egads already.

and her daughter seems so nice.

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i got my teeth cleaned today. and they took impressions for one of those things you wear at night so you don't grind your teeth.

hell, just add it to my bill. i'll send ya some money when i get another house to clean.

i asked amy to take it easy on me. i'm still in a bit of discomfort from all the fillings and woot canaw i had done last week.

i love how my teeth feel after a cleaning, but i dunno, there's just something about having stainless steel scraping against my teeth that, well, sets my teeth on edge.

and bruce, the dentist, told me that eventually i'll need a crown on the root canal'd tooth.

again, just put in on my bill.

(anybody out there need their house cleaned???)

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i'm gonna go fix home made pizza for us and cherry cobbler. again, we've got chocolates and nasty smelling dr pepper flavors and all kinds of crap and i'm sure the girls will keep dh up half the night.

or maybe i'll share my ambien. i do love that man so.

or how 'bout this??? i just slip it to the girls in their stinky dr pepper and i keep dh up half the night???

*hee hee hee*

nahhhh, i wouldn't do that to 'em.

i don't think...

xoxo


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