I've gotten hollered at for not blogging, but I haven't had the time to either read or post. This crazy thyroid med is not only making me chubby, but it's also making me extremely productive artistically speaking. It's amazing how much I've accomplished these past few weeks. Cleanliness is still far away, but so is my godliness. I'm working on my goddessness first.
Ok. First order of business.. thank you to who came to my birthday dinner or gave me a call. I had a wonderful time!
Second. It has officially been one year. I was asleep and getting my tit cut off. Now I'm a hairy, two-bumped woman again. Thank you cosmetic surgery! Mrs. Edwards has had a reccurrence. I'm a little freaked out about that. I don't know her of course, but it hits close to home if you can understand.
Issues are still the same. The most current episode of insanity happened this morning. The Judybat after repeating, "I don't need this. I don't need this." , then yelled at me "Git behind me, Satan!" Ahhh…Saturday morning at my house. Oh. Uh…it was over me not liking bleach getting on clothes. Ok. I yelled at her for it, but I was across the house and had to yell through a very important videogame, one radio, and a dishwasher. Anyway Satan attacks her through "Witch" Enarda when "Witch" Enarda tells her not to do something. Fuck.
When did I become a witch? Oh yes. this morning right after she told me.
See. Life is too interesting at the moment to really be able to concentrate and opine about things. Maybe when things are a little less crazy around here (ahem) and the Harpy of Kansas isn't screeching my direction, I'll be able to concentrate and write something deeply profound.
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I may know someone who needs a housesitter for a month this summer. she also needs someone to work part time at her boutique for that month. Let me know if either appeals to you.
hugs!
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