Roided

I had planned on sharing some random "Polaroids" I "took" with you, but I didn't label them and such. Because I am teh failz.

So, uh, tomorrow is the first weekend that Kyle officially has the kids. Oy. I know not what I am gonna do. Probably be pissy and panicky all weekend. But he is taking them to Jackson, which I'm not completely sure is part of the deal, but I can't exactly stop him. I'm pretty sure that he can take them anywhere on his weekends. Bleh. As long as I can still take them where I want on my weekends, fine.

I wanted him to take their knap-sacks a day early. Wouldn't. Not surprised. He questioned me the whole time and of course he had an answer for everything. Of course.

And that's the end of that because this is not the place for the drama. Nope. Nope. Besides. I should be in bed. I went to bed at 10. But of course my body went "adfkl;afdkl;afj! Can. Not. Sleep. Any. More.!" at about midnight. So here I am. And I keep hitting the damn slash button instead of the period button. And it's starting to aggrovate me. There we go. No more problems.

I just found out that I am very good at being a caveman but not so much when it comes to killng sasquatch. Har. That bitch just would not die! And now the slash is taunting me again. FUUUUUUUUUCK! YOUUUUUUUUU!

My head. It aches. Stupid freaking sinuses. Stupid freaking TMJ. Stupid freaking slash. Go AWAY!

Oh yes. I am random. Oh yes. And you love it.

What else? I need some rum. Where's Captain Jack when you need him? Off pillaging, I suppose. Ah Captain Jack. I'll love you. And I'll never leave you. Don't care if you're a dirty rotten pirate. You look hot in guyliner. Oh Jack. Take me! NOW! Yo ho! Yo ho! A pirate's life for me! We'll have little pirate babies that'll be born with perfectly lined eyes. Oh yes. I secretly think you are part cat. >_< LMAO. I delirious. So...

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You're Going To Get Sick Of Me

I have got to be the most boring person ever.

Kyle took the kids to dinner and a movie, or movie and dinner, as it would be. I was going to go, but, uh, not something I want to feel again. Being vulnerable around him is not fun. The went to go see The Tale of Despereaux. They've already seen Bolt and Madagascar 2. Everything else they were showing was PG-13, and I so am not letting my babies see Twilight. I would have sucked it up for that.

Another P dream last night. If you're keeping score, that's six nights in a row. I had been dreaming of Danny Masterson and Corbin Bleu. And yes, Kevin Jonas. He's cute, ok, and so is Corbin, hush. And Hyde, well, he's fucking Hyde, dude. Of course he's hot. And I've been watching That 70's Show almost non-stop for a month now. Jackie + Hyde is so much better than Jackie + Kelso. Ashton= tool. Seriously. Have I confused you yet? Yeah. Not surprising. But you love me so you put up with it.

Hmmm...

I'm slightly bored today. But I get the kids for Christmas! I win!

Oh. I made cheesy rice today. I haven't in a while. I used white sticky rice from the Chinese we got the other night, whole milk, and Velveeta. Velveeta is a superior cheese tyvm.

Yeah. I'm pretty random lately. I know you had to notice. Not that I've blogged enough for you to notice. But I expect you to notice anyway. Ha.

I'm trying to bullshit enough to make this longer.

Is it working?

Didn't think so. I need to finish and print my resume'. I actually got a call from the one person I applied to. I wasn't expecting anything this quickly. I have to call them back and fax my resume' tomorrow. They called on Friday and I didn't get the message in time. That's what I get for not toting my phone everywhere. But seriously, if I had had the damn phone they would have NEVER called. I toted the damn thing around for two days. Bah Humbug!