gong.....gong.....gong....gong.......

yesterday i was driving to a bellydance show and couldn't find the stupid location. so i keep driving around and the car in front of me signals to turn left. so he gets over to the far lane and suddenly decides that backing up would be a good idea. sorry, backing up into me would be a good idea. i honk like a sonofabitch but the fucker keeps backing up. crash. turns out the driver is some old guy (who probably shouldn't be driving anymore) and he "didn't see me". which means he didn't look. who the fuck backs up on a major thoroughfare and doesn't look behind them?

fortunately, no damage to me or my car but i was pretty fucked up and i parked on the side of the road so i could cry hysterically in my bellydance garb. not pretty. so yeah, i've got the rage.

i want to live somewhere where there are no cars. i don't think it would be a good idea for me to drive tonight.

no news is good news....

i didn't hear from the doctor last week so i guess i'm still diabetes free. it would have been nice to have her call me and tell me that so that i don't worry that they just forgot about me but hell, they're just doctors...you can't expect too much. anyway, from now on i will be doing this.

hnt, the photo os has been waiting for...

thank you my dear os for being so patient....

and the gift is lovely, by the way.

it's my dad's birthday.

i love you dad and miss you so much. why did you have to leave us....

diabetes update...

so i went to the doctor for the blood tests on friday. they took about 8,000 vials of blood. well, maybe actually 5 or 6...but it felt like 8,000. now i just have to wait (friday was a holiday so the test results won't actually be in until tomorrow at the earliest i'm sure) and see if the doctor calls me back. let's hope she doesn't, cuz that means bad news.

so the reason i think i'm sick...i went to visit my new doctor on wednesday and she looked at my blood sugar reading, from a test my old doctor had given me a few months back, and it was pretty fucking high. like 14.9 high. this wouldn't have been an issue except for the fact that diabetes is a huge problem in my family; both my grandparents on my mom's side had it, all 3 of my dad's sisters had it (and it pretty much killed them), and my mom has it. so yeah, i'm at risk. and my old doctor mentioned nothing about it. thanks, that's some good doctoring.

oh, and unfunny coincidence...the clinic i went to for the tests happened to be the clinic of my dad's doctor. yeah, the one who didn't spot his serious fucking heart disease. that sure made me feel good. doctors suck.

hnt, back and girl (sorry os and louie, the digital camera is on a road trip without me)

while playing hide and seek with his nephew, J left his camera in his father's truck. so now the camera is having a lovely vacation in Edmonton and i didn't get a chance to take the photo i planned....this one will have to do for this week.

damn it! (because all my posts seem to begin with 'fuck')

my doctor thinks i have diabetes. she didn't say those exact words but i know she is thinking it.

i have to go get tests done tomorrow. please cross your fingers for me and hope i don't have diabetes (or something worse).

sometimes i feel like the most broken 29 year old...

the mississippi goddamn library that wouldn't hire me because i was good, but not good enough, opened yesterday (see photo below).

i'm torn between wanting it to burn down to the fucking ground and hoping they find themselves so understaffed that they offer me a job on the spot.

either one will do.

this is where i should be working....

but am not.

fuck.



instead, i am still working here.....



this is hell, in case you were confused.

things fucking killing me...

women who won't go swimming because it's 'that time of the month'. ok, this isn't 1820. are there any women out there who can explain this to me?

veteran license plates. they are a sign that the driver is going to torture me with their shitty driving in their ginormous cars (normally Buicks). i think they should automatically re-test you if you request one of those lovely poppy plates. i understand that you served our country but please, stop driving and bitching about 'kids these days' who actually drive the speed limit and get a car small enough that you can actually control it.

Earl's restaurant waitresses/hostesses. if you live in Western Canada, you know the ones; the women so useless it takes 5 of them 10 minutes to figure out where to seat you. i wonder what happens to those annoying, blonde, short skirt-wearing in the middle of winter girls once they hit 25? because they seem to disappear. i'm of the opinion that they spontaneously combust because they can't possibly exist outside the Earl's universe.

MTS digital TV. it's supposed to be so easy but somehow i can't manage to tape anything even following the fucking directions. i haven't watched 'Medium' in nearly a month and i'm starting to get really pissed.

hnt, belated thanks to princess steph...

this is the beautiful birthday gift that steph purchased for me!



it took forever for me to pick them out, and then forever for them to arrive, and then forever for me to photograph them but finally.....

here's a closeup shot:


aren't they beautiful? garnet, my favourite stone.

thank you to the best Texas wife i could ever have!

Os and Louie, you two are next for your gift photos, i promise!

i really feel like i have so little to blog about these days because i'm pretty happy overall. things are ok, other than my crappy job crap which is the same as always and i'm so very sick of complaining about it (as i'm sure everyone's sick about hearing about it). but i want to write about something and since you've all seen the new boy, i thought i'd share some of the reasons he rocks.



good things about new boyfriend. he:

• is cute as hell (obviously)
• sings and dances with me in the car (a must if you're dating me!)
• will actually suggest we go see an art film
• lets me pluck his eyebrows
• is soooo fucking patient with me and my many quirks
• gives the best hugs
• has the coolest cats
• really sweet and leaves little notes on my car and stuff
• is so goddamn neat and clean
• is always on time!