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Tuesday, 26 January 2010

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    Self-Destructive Pattern
    By Spineshank
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    Screeching Halt

    Every time I feel like I got a lot done around here, something else had to wait and has since built up. Getting the house in order has put the laundry back.

    It doesn't help that I could smell cat shit in Punkin's room so while I was cleaning all of the crap out from under her bed (to find the cat shit), I bagged THREE garbage bags' worth of dirty laundry. Her room is really, really clean now though.

    I also dragged the dirty dishes out of her room (remember when I said I stuffed them in there? heh...) and did more than half of them. I just have to put them away, and then finish the pots and pans. I've asked my BIL to come pick up the empty cases of beer. I've swept the floor more than once, not that you can tell.

    Saturday was a blast. The movie (The Spy Next Door) was actually really funny. I like Jackie Chan. There were three boys behind us that I wanted to pound right in the face. They were probably around 12/13 years old and they would.not.shut.up throughout the entire movie. It didn't matter how many times Tine or I turned and shushed them. So frustrating.

    Tine made the cutest Hello Kitty cake. Punkin decided to speed up the singing process by blowing out all of her candles before I even got to her with the cake. Hmm. Tine and I then went shopping. We got a great deal (buy one get one half off) on boots, each got a new shirt and new jeans. The weirdest thing about the jeans as that we're both the same size, only I need the 'longs'. American Eagle is now my best friend. I'd like to get a few more pairs of these jeans, maybe in different washes. At $50 I'll have to pace myself though! Gawd... I actually felt a little sick after spending that much money on myself. At least I looked good!

    We went out to the bar, and I'm glad we found out that there was no cover before 10pm, and had seats reserved. It was nice for the guys to have comfy places to sit. It was also nice to have a waitress specifically for us, and they let us run a tab. Unfortunately it was techno night and every single song that the DJ played was against the same techno backbeat. It was super-loud as well. The dance floor was super-tiny and the bathrooms were also tiny, and down a very narrow staircase along with the coat check. It got really crowded and hot in there by midnight. We bailed by 1am. I only had three drinks (two before we left at 9:30pm), drank a bottle of water and still felt like shit the next day. I'm getting too old for this crap LMAO.

    Both kids are home today. Dooger started complaining yesterday about his ear and I kept him home. By last night his ear started draining. I asked Punkin to stay home with him today because I had the Team Meeting at the school. She's now complaining of a sore throat and ears. Dooger's ear leaked so badly while he was sleeping that it matted his hair. Yuck. I can't get into our doctor until they hold the after-hours clinic this evening. I hope it is ear infections, and therefore can be treated. I hate when my kids are miserable/sick. It puts me into heightened panic mode and my brain screams DO SOMETHING.

    The Team Meeting was good. It was pretty much what I expected. I met four new people so now their names and titles completely escape me. I know the one lady was the school psychiatrist, and she's going to investigate Dooger's referral to TVCC for an Autism assessment. I feel like I should make a list of the things that led me to this request. We're now all waiting for the assessment before we can do much more in the way of helping and supporting him. The speech pathologist wants to start sessions with him, and create a detailed report of her findings instead of the brief reports in his file from previous pathologists.

    I'm getting a headache from lack of caffeine, and I'm so damn tired. Dooger woke up three times throughout the night crying. Broken sleep just fucks me up. I'm going to get a coffee, pain meds for the kids and food for supper.

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    Now playing: All That Remains - Relinquish
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Friday, 22 January 2010

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    Dirt
    By Alice in Chains
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    Body Modification

    I'm going to take a comment from my previous post and answer it, in a separate blog. It's an interesting and complex question, and I know it's different for every person. Carlo asked me:

    I've always wandered why peopel do that, self pain, I mean. Why? What do piercing mean to you?

    I'll try my best to answer it. I've often wondered the same thing when I look at other people and see some of the interesting things they have done to their bodies. What were they THINKING?! My friends have been questioning my sanity lately, and Hubs hates my stretched lobes. He doesn't like the number of piercings I have, actually, but doesn't mind the traditional ones that much. He absolutely abhors facial piercings (visible surface piercings on the face like the lip, eyebrow, nose etc.), but he gave me the thumbs up for the tongue ring (rolleyes). Heh.

    I got a second earring in one ear when Hubs and I were dating and he wanted his ear pierced. Back then you couldn't buy earrings on their own, so we split a pair of earrings. Once I finished highschool I started experimenting; I got a cartilage piercing (top of left ear) and a tattoo. Some of my piercings were actually to spite my parents (belly button, tongue). Most were spur of the moment, just cause I wanted to (saw a conch piercing on a girl at a concert and decided I wanted one too!) :p

    But I also like them and think they look attractive. I love to get jewelry for them. Some piercings are experimenting with how far I'm willing to test myself, see what I'm capable of. I'm very conservative about them, actually. I don't have anything that I wouldn't be able to remove/cover easily. Even stretching my ears can be reversed easily if I were to take the jewelry out and just let them close in. My tattoos are in places that are easily covered. I love the shock value a little bit. My tattoos and piercings come across as a bit of a surprise to people who know me and my personality. I get a bit of a thrill out of it, especially when I'm feeling a bit spiteful. My dad is absolutely repulsed by body work, and likens it to uncultured tribal cultures and self-mutilation.

    I don't enjoy the pain, it's nothing like that at all. I deal with the pain because it's a side effect of getting the body work done, but I don't enjoy it at all. My belly button was another experiment because I thought it had completely closed over and was shocked it wasn't, so I decided to try it and see what could be done. It's immensely better today, and if it continues/d to be a pain in the ass, I'd remove it before putting up with it just to have it. Hubs is pushing me to get a risque (read: genital) piercing because he thinks it's sexy and it's a turn on for him. I'm NOT interested in dealing with that kind of pain and healing in that area, it's definitely not something I'm interested in doing.

    Overall, it's addictive. Body piercing and tattoo/body artwork is highly addictive. Once you try something, you wonder if you want to try something else, and then find something else you like etc. I have plans for at least three more tattoos. Easy. It's probably a good thing for me they cost so much, or else I'd be covered.

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    Now playing: All That Remains - Do not obey
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    Now playing: All That Remains - Two weeks
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    I am stirring up so much dust right now with cleaning, my poor Dooger is probably just dying from allergies. I may give him his meds every day until we get everything done around here. The china hutch is on its way out today. That makes so much more room in my dining room! It makes me very happy! I just have to figure out how/where to store my cutlery (there are NO drawers in my kitchen. None).

    My dad showed up yesterday as I was getting ready for work. I'm glad he's still around (rolleyes). He asked when we were getting together for Christmas... well hmmm I haven't heard from you since BEFORE Christmas, so how was I supposed to plan something? Wow. I told him to let me know what he wanted us to buy him, since we didn't get anything yet.

    I have one more shift today, then tomorrow is movie day for Punkin. Then cake and ice cream, shopping for an outfit (I need new jeans that actually fit), and out to a club. Then I work on Sunday (fml) and am off Mon/Tues. What a mess.
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    Now playing: All That Remains - Believe In Nothing
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    Now playing: Alice in Chains - Them Bones
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Thursday, 21 January 2010

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    Core
    By Stone Temple Pilots
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    Trippin' on a hole...

    Ouchies :( My belly button really hurtz. Self-inflicted pain is the worst, because it doesn't garner a lot of sympathy. I managed to switch the barbell to a corkscrew, but it's really angry. I have to shower today and then I'm going to use a sea salt cleanse. Tomorrow after work I'm going to soak in epsom salts. I have to bandaid the piercing against my stomach so I don't injure/move it too much while I'm at work. I'm doubting how smart it was to get the damn thing back in. I really need to work on my abs so that my stomach sits flatter. I am not sure how to go about it the right way though, since the muscles separated when I was pregnant with my son. They tend to 'tent' up when I tighten, which is disgusting looking and just not pleasant at all.

    I didn't get any laundry done yesterday. I handed off the spare bread maker and some clothes that don't fit Punkin. I sold the George Foreman grill and our old deep fryer. I realized that I was overwhelming myself with the thought of doing all the laundry in one shot. So I'm going to commit to one load of laundry a day, that I can wash at the 'mat and bring home to dry. It's manageable, not as time consuming, and not as overwhelming. Easier to fold and put away as well. Hope it helps.

    I've been staying up instead of going back to bed, for the last couple of days. I'm extremely tired, but it's a 'good' tired instead of a foggy/cotton-ball head type of tired. I hope I last until the end of my shift tonight. My cut-back on caffeine is going to have to take a back seat tonight LMAO. Full Throttle time, it will be. Have to remember to take it with me.

    I've decided not to eat my supper at work anymore. The food is absolutely revolting. A coworker and I were looking at the 'nutrition' guide and I wanted to throw up. Some of the soups have over half of your daily recommended intake of SODIUM. SALT!! Half a days' worth in one bowl! GROSS. Don't even ask about sugars or calories. Did you know one bagel is the equivalent of eight slices of bread?! Gack. I took fresh fruit, a sandwich and a pasta salad that I split between both of my breaks (with lots of pasta salad left over). Strangely though, I was hungry when I got home. I made sure to eat as soon as I got up this morning.

    I'm SO done with the donuts and cookies and crap. It makes me cringe. This weekend Hubs and I are going to come up with a meal plan, involving breakfast for him, lunches for us for work, and meals that can be prepared or started ahead. Then I'll pay the bills. Not even kidding. We have to start eating right, this is ridiculous. He's now on medication to help deal with his stress/anxiety, and chronic headaches. He's not allowed to take acetaminophen and has to wean himself off of taking ibuprofen. He needs to lose weight, and we need to be healthy. I want to live to see my grandchildren, and maybe if I'm lucky, great-grandchildren. Punkin is going through puberty in full-force and I want to get her on some serious dietary guidelines so hopefully they can become easy habits to live by on her own. She's still a chocoholic. I'm also going to get back on my B12 supplements, and Vit D and calcium. /facepalm

    On that note, I'm out to finish up the laundry and do more dishes!
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    Now playing: Five Finger Death Punch - Far From Home
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Tuesday, 19 January 2010

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    War Is The Answer
    By Five Finger Death Punch
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    I think I can, I think I can...

    I need to be more realistic. I should know better by now! "I'm going to do this andthisandthisandthis all in one day! Hoorah!" HA HA HAHAHA... fat chance.

    We had a nice distraction yesterday so I can blame that, willingly. We had company over for dinner and most of the evening. I still managed to get all of the appliances I want to get rid of cleaned up and set out of the way, and some of my dishes. I traded the roaster for a deep fryer and it looks really neat! The china hutch is almost completely empty, and I just have to get it moved to the storage unit and it's sold (Thanks M!). I haven't heard from my dad since before Xmas, so I have no idea if he'd be able to help me move the hutch. But I want it moved asap, because it's now completely in the way :(

    I  made an awesome pasta supper with garlic bread and brownies for dessert (the brownies were store-bought!). Hubs and his friend drank pretty steadily throughout the night, I just stuck to Coke. Dooger ended up coming home early from school because he wasn't feeling well, so he watched the movie Avatar. Again. I'm really glad I didn't see it in the theatre, I'd probably have been a bawling mess. I'm overflowing with sentimentality and a desire to belong/feel wanted right now. It's totally interrupting my  motivation to get things done, because I don't want to miss out on something. or something like that. I don't know... I just feel like I'm running in five different directions at once.

    I didn't get any laundry done, so I'm going to febreze my stupid uniform and wear it again. I really don't care. Blah. Laundry tomorrow, for sure. I have a couple of hours so I should probably get more dishes done. I'm starting to get a bit of a headache so I need to drink some coffee or tea. Part of my headache stems from trying to put my navel ring back in. Last night for some reason (I have NO idea why), I grabbed one of my dangly earrings and stuck the post in my navel piercing. It went right through. I was totally sitting there thinking "WHAT THE FUCK?!" I've had my navel ring out for years now. I grabbed one of my navel rings and tried to poke that through, but the hole has gotten smaller in gauge/diameter, so although the earring (gauge 20) went through, a navel ring (gauge 14) could not.

    So this morning I was determined to get my navel ring back in. I was going to get it re-pierced a year ago, remember? Well ha! This costs nothing! So I kept trying to just slowly work a navel ring through, but it just wasn't going to go. I found one of my first tapers for my ears, which turned out to be a 14 gauge taper, and worked that through. I could feel the stretch, but not pain, so I followed it through with a navel ring. Ta Da! My navel ring is back in. And it's slightly pissy. So now I'm just gonna LEAVE IT ALONE. And once it's good, I'm putting an acrylic bar in and never taking it out. When I posted that I had gotten my navel ring back in on my Facebook status, one of my friends thought I had posted that I'd gotten my Nuva ring back in (which is a silicone ring used for birth control; you insert it into your vagina and leave it there)! Like I'd post something like that on my status! PMSL!!

Monday, 18 January 2010

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    Aenima
    By Tool
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    Cleaning Day, cont'd...

    Thx to a subscribed blogger, I heard Tool playing and am now listening to Aenima. Something about Tool just makes me want to close my eyes and absorb the sound with every fibre of my being. As frustrating as that concert was (and it really,really was), I'm SO thankful I got to see them live and experience them in person.

    I had high hopes for the level accomplishment I expected yesterday. We got a lot done, but I was continually frustrated. There just isn't enough solid wall space to place furniture. Everything is like a puzzle piece. That doesn't have a home. I cleared most of the stuff out of the china hutch. I just need to find a way to move the damn thing into the storage unit. I'm giving away my spare sets of dishes, and a whole bunch of our small kitchen appliances that we haven't used in YEARS, yes... years. My dad even got us a used bread maker one year, but we have one already. Hrm. I have someone picking that up. I got the one shelf unit out of Dooger's room last night, and hopefully today we can put up curtains in his room and move his bed. That will give him some floor space to play. My friends are giving Punkin a vanity/dresser and that will replace one of the shitty wicker things that we took from my mother's house. I'm done with the sentimental attachment to most of her shit. If it's not practical, it's gone. I have to clean the kitchen today, and then we'll finish Dooger's room. It's also going to be laundry day, yet again. Le sigh. Off to clean!!
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