An actual conversation:
Me: "So when I was in Nam, it was really difficult to get meat for hamburgers. So you know what we ate instead?"
Bean: "What?"
Me: "Dirty hamsters."
Bean: "Isn't that still meat?"
Me: "No. Actually it's more like a fish."
Bean: "A fish?"
Me: "And technically, it still is a HAMburger."
Me: "..... Get it? ..... a HAMburger!"
Me: *Laughs at self for 25 minutes*
What is the biggest lie you've told?
Submitted by lazywong.
That I am over him.
What was the best thing about your weekend?
On Saturday:
- Woke up at 8:00 am.
- Souls vs. Gladiators game.
- Crue Fest.
- Went to bed at 3:00 am.
Bean didn't go with us to this show so I recorded stuff she missed. Please excuse the jumpy camera. I ain't no damn filmmaker.
He was super duper sweet, just standing around taking photos and signing crap for everyone.
That's my weekend. Today, I work.
- Write a proper blog about LAST weekend, seeing Andrew and Ted.
Buy Mom's birthday present.Do real estate crap.Do ebay crap.Do regular work crap.- Update Frozen Barbie.
- Burn disc for Ted.
- Email photos to Vic.
Obsessively play Pool on Myspace.Try not to kill a teenager.Try not to kill self.Remind self that this time last year you were sick as all hell.Remind self that a little bit of depression is far better than having a bronchoscopy.- Plan the packing situation for moving.
- Discuss cable plans with Mom.
- Obsessively listen to NIN and
Loveline. - Focus.
- Read the fucking books I bought.
Look at tile for my bathroom floor.Look at carpeting for my bedroom floor.- Look at paint for the library ceiling.
- Find cheapo, awesome bookshelves.
Stop clawing at face.Everything will be okay.The noise will end soon.
George was to be performing near us soon. George is Bean's totally favorite guy. I planned on taking her to see him. The news today has her very upset. She loves her Georgie, as do I.
Friday:
- Woke up.
- Got ready (aka: brushed teeth).
- Went to the doctor.
- Was told that I DON'T have eye cancer.
- Got a prescription for drops for my boring ol' eye infection.
- Walked home.
- Had to cross "death street" with a gimp eye and relying on a 14 year old to not get me killed.
- Got home alive.
- Chilled.
Saturday:
- Woke up at 6am.
- Got ready (aka: brushed teeth).
- Went to Gary's camp.
- Sweating in the sun happened.
- Had loads of fun.
- Got a sunburn.
- Watched Bean's boyfriend look like a tard while playing football.
- Remembered that Shelley's wedding was currently happening.
- Was thankful to not be there, what with my gimp eye and all.
- Talked to Gary.
- Was thrilled that he remembered me.
- Brought Bean's boyfriend home with us.
- He does have a name...
- It's Josh...
- He's a nice boy.
- Bean's girlfriend came over.
- She has a name too...
- It's Colleen...
- I love her to pieces.
- Got ready (aka: peed and washed sweat off face).
- Went to the ghetto carnival.
- Watched teenagers ride rusty rides.
- Got checked out by a Carnie eating pizza.
- Fell in love with Josh.
- Kissed the boy on the cheek for being so sweet.
Sunday:
- Woke up.
- Got ready (aka: You guessed it... brushed teeth).
- Went to Dee's store.
- Bought $37 worth of Dollar Tree crap.
- Well, actually, I only got a toothbrush and a pink Sharpie.
- Went to Barnes and Noble.
- Had my very first Starbuck's coffee.
- Chilled with my cafe mocha and giant chocolate chip cookie while teenagers perused the books.
- Burned my tongue on my cafe mocha.
- Got checked out by a nerd with a Mac in the cafe.
- Teenagers returned.
- I left teenagers to peruse the books.
- Teenagers found me in the nerd area (aka: Web Design).
- Teenagers left to find books that I wanted while I still perused.
- I like the word "perused".
- Teenagers re-found me.
- We ended up in the Sex area.
- Teenagers laughed their asses off at every single sex book...
- Including one book about the "100 Best Vibrators".
- One particular teenager (Bean) thought that "The Sex Bible" was the best one.
- Paid for books.
- Returned home.
- Chilled.
- Checked email.
- Had one from my boss making sure that I'm okay.
- He knows I've been sick.
- Josh called Bean.
- He confessed his love for me.
- He's a nice boy.
- Blogged.
- Will be going to bed any minute now.
The past... forever since I've posted:
- I like bullet posts a whole lot more than real posts.
- I've been sick as a dog for two weeks straight with no relief.
- Saw a doctor.
- Took antibiotics.
- Hospitalization was discussed.
- Still sick, but a little better.
- No hospitalization so far.
- I have the brain of a 44 year old according to my DS.
- Bean has a new boyfriend.
- I've had multiple panic attacks over it.
- He's adorable though.
- She has good taste.
- I fell and busted my face when I was home alone.
- Blood galore because I bashed my lip opened.
- Bump on forehead from where I smacked my head.
- I got yelled at by a 14 year old for hurting myself.
- Had a big idea for a new website.
- Registered the domain over two weeks ago.
- Still haven't done shit with it.
- Semi-conned Vic into getting tickets to see NIN in Baltimore.
- THREE SHOWS!!!!
- That means I'm going!
- Made a Vox Group for other people who bullet point posts.
- Still haven't done shit to it.
- Landed a new job to start soon that pays well.
- Still working for my current rad boss who emails and tells me to make sure I take care of myself.
- He worries.
- Reconnected with a friend of mine.
- I love him to pieces.
- His girlfriend and I have the same name.
- My ex and him have the same name.
- Weird, huh?
- Saw Disturbed.
- Saw Kathy Griffin.
- Going to see a Soul's football game tomorrow.
- Despite being sick for this long, I have never been more thankful for my world exactly as it is right now.
Every new "Today" seems more anxious than ever. Do you find more solace in "Yesterday" or "Tomorrow"? Why?
Submitted by Bee Whisperer.
None of the above. I find solace in the "Now". Now is the only thing truly real.