good god. every time i think that it's not possible for my life to get any more bizarre, it does. this is a big one. i don't even know when i'm going to feel like writing. it might be time for an extended vacation.

i'm dead tired. we just spent 7 hours at the freaking hospital. hospitals suck and probably at least 70% of the people who work there suck, too. everyone here is fine, nobody died or anything. i'll write more later, but i don't know when that will be ... since my brother is coming in tomorrow, and then his girlfriend the next day, and ... who knows what else can happen. point is, i might be gone for a few days again, but at least this time there will be an actual reason for my absence.

i've gone days without updating again, and i don't know why. yay me. i've had time to write - i just haven't. my sleep schedule has changed considerably in the past week. i've actually been sleeping at night. then i've been waking up around 5-6am, which is just ridiculous. this matters because i always feel more creative (and am usually more productive) during the nighttime hours.

i'm feeling tired, so i'm not going to write a proper entry tonight. i do have a bit of exciting news, though.

sun, june 16th ... jesus jones

hey, i didn't say that it was going to be exciting for you.

...

p.s. why does someone from .se keep visiting my diary after googling for: trap mice "my mom" mouse ?

i don't really know why i haven't updated in several days. i've been kinda feeling crappy, but i think it's just allergies. i've been sleeping a lot.

so, one of the other things i was going to write about the other day was this girls gone wild nonsense.

they were arguing about the gender pay gap in the u.s. on politically incorrect tonight. what a load of crap.

why does dland do froobily things like not updating all of your pages? i've had this problem before when i've changed my layout. i think a lot of us are familiar with the whole half of your diary still having the old layout thing. today, i decided to break the diaryrings that i run off into their own page. in the nav, i added 'rings i run' and then decided that sounded stupid. so i went back and edited the link to read 'my rings' instead. so now it's all bollocky and some pages say 'rings i run' and some pages say 'my rings' - what's the story on that? i hate emailing andrew every time this happens going "can you please fix it?!" of course he always does (with the exception of my old broked rings page which i just gave up on a long time ago), but i just feel like a lame-o when i'm bugging him about stupid crap like that. i think that this time i'll just not bother. people who read this thing will just have to deal with two differently worded links pointing to the same place.

... blah ...

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went to sarah's baby shower on saturday. she went home with tons of baby stuff. dr. larka & her mother must have bought the entire babyGap store. the little outfits were absolutely adorable, though. they bought two of these little squeaker things - the duck & the bunny. i swear sarah was having more fun with that silly duck than the baby probably will. on that page, there's a link that allows you to hear the sounds they make. the duck song is nearly as addictive as that damn hamsterdance song was. heather, the girl sarah works with now (since the freaky girl quit the day after i filled in), also bought a ton of stuff. my mother & i both got her things that were on her registry from babiesrus, which means we ordered it online through (*cough*)amazon.com(*cough*). it supposedly shipped out friday, so obviously it's not here yet. she's not due until may 28th, so i think we have plenty of time. it will probably arrive this week.

that's the second baby shower i've attended in my life.

now i can't stop. they're just so cute.
again, i got the bases from josie's dollz

blah. i haven't written anything of substance lately because i've had absolutely no motivation to write. i'm going to assume that this is just a passing phase. wow. i just checked my archive and it's been a year, to the day, since i've started writing in this diary on a regular basis - and now i have no motivation. is that a sign? perhaps. maybe i'm stagnating. it's time to renew my gold membership, which i of course don't have to do to continue to use dland, but if i am going to use dland, i'd rather be gold. according to an email i got today, i guess i have 9.98 days or so to make up my mind.

do you see what i'm saying?!
click. on. ass.

i tried to put my bed frame together yesterday. for the most part, it's complete, but i'm missing two small screws. during the flood, all of the screws, nuts, bolts, etc. for my bed frame got wet. don't ask me how this happened, as they were all in sealed plastic bags - sealed as far as i could tell anyway. so they got wet. they were all yucky and rusted. i went to home depot one night with one of each thing i needed to see if i could get replacements. the guy that was helping me wasn't actually very helpful. all he did was not find me any replacements and lose one of the screws in the process. then yesterday i managed to somehow lose another one of the same damn little tiny screws, so now i need two. hooray for me.

my house is getting closer and closer to being liveable again.

well, blah. i have returned home. it isn't all it's cracked up to be. i terribly missed my animals this weekend, though. christina & brian went out of town for the weekend, so i was taking care of their cat, smokey. since rob was driving me over there on saturday & sunday anyway, he also brought me by here both days so that i could take care of ms. zira. poohead was not happy with me for being gone and so he was being pouty both days - hiding under furniture where i couldn't get to him. perhaps i missed them so much because i would come by here, see them, and then leave again. i don't know. i have no idea what goes on in my head sometimes.

men, men, men. why are you all so base?