As I mentioned earlier, Alex gave me the first season of Lost for Christmas and I have been watching religiously this weekend. Man, it really draws you in, but I have to say, it’s a good thing I have this on DVD. I’m far too impatient to watch it on tv. I’d only get irritated if I was made to wait every week for answers. Screw that. I have no patience.
DVD is the way to go.
I love Hurley, I totally do. I want to love Sayid, but you know, the whole torture thing. I don’t care if you feel bad. You shook the devil’s hand. Period.
My thoughts on Intelligent Design? “Life is too complex to have just evolved” = “I am uneducated and things seem too complicated for me to understand so obviously it had to be god and not the science I never bothered to learn”. Asspipes. Just because you never managed to learn things doesn’t mean our children should be subjected to your made up theories.
I need to wrap presents and maybe clean some stuff and put out some holiday cheer. I’m not much for decoration, so you wouldn’t even know the holidays were coming except for all the Target bags and Amazon.com wrapping paper from the gifts I got from people. I have not yet mailed my christmas cards because Stamps.com hasn’t sent my stamps yet. I’ll send them late if I have to. I’m not sending them with boring stamps when I can send them with Ghengis stamps. Hurry up, Stamps.com!
I got nothing else. Today was one of those slow thought days. I’m desperately tired, I need sleep in the worst way. My whole body is dragging. Tonight to bed earlier.

god I hate my phone.
I’m about 3/4 done with my christmas shopping, the only stuff left is internet purchases (which should have been done first) and exchanging some stuff. Dinner is on the 23rd, bouillabaisse. I’m trying to keep the season under control, dinners on these days, quiet these days, etc. David leaves the 26th for New Orleans and I fly out after him on the 28th. Last year he left almost a week before I did and I missed him terribly, but then when I saw him at the airport it was like I’d explode with happy. Nice that.
I’m crocheting like mad, making scarves. I’ve learned a few new stitches and I’m happily making cables on one scarf! I’ve been modifying baby blanket patterns into scarves. Crazy? maybe. But it’s working.
Got lots of presents so far! YAY! Watching the first season of Lost courtesy of Alex. Now I can be up on the conversations of my friends and coworkers. Of course it might not be the best thing to watch when you have a plane crash phobia and your anxiety levels are getting high! Funny thing is, I fly all the time, fly all over the country, generally I am not so afraid anymore when I am on the plane, but even now, seeing a plane crash on tv or the aftermath of one, I can feel my chest tighten and my stomach roll and my heart race. When planes crash they fall and I despise the sensation of falling more than just about anything. Of course also there is the impact and the crashing and tearing and burning and death and all.
But, all that considered, it’s good so far.
I don’t have much else. there’s a small brown dog curled up against me, another brown dog sleeping on her bed, and a boy playing a zombie game.

There should be a way to gauge your anxiety and stress levels by the result of your visit with the doctor.
If you leave with a pat on the back and a “chin up, you’re going to be fine”, the you could assume that you are on the low end. Being committed puts you at the top end.
Walking out with a prescription for Ativan called into your pharmacy? I’d say that ranks pretty high.
She also seemed a tad troubled that the reflex-tap to my knees produced no results, even when I did the hand-pull thing to distract my brain. I wonder what that means. I wasn’t intentionally holding my leg still, it just wouldn’t kick. Weird.
Anyway, new doctor. She’s very nice, she listens and all that, pays attention, gives advice. Of course I had to pick a doctor on the other side of town, but really, it’s not about convenience when it comes to your GP, you have to be sure that you’ve got at least one person looking out for you (and I’m lucky, I have many people looking out for me).
Today, I made a $46 retard mistake. Was getting dressed, going to wear my Nebraska Cornhuskers/Spongebob t-shirt with my black hoodie. I was warm this morning (as I often am in the mornings, i’m like a little furnace), so I laid out my hoodie next to my coat so I would put it on as I left. When I got to work I took off my coat and realized that I forgot my hoodie. Crap. I can’t just wear a t-shirt to work, so I bundled off to the college book store and bought an MCAD sweatshirt. $46. What the hell? I suck.

I taught myself how to do a crochet cable ‘knit’. ow. The instructions I had were not so clear AND I’m improvising a portion of a pattern for a baby blanket to turn into a scarf. If it works out, I might give it to my boss for his baby boy. We’ll see. It’s rather involved and you can’t just whip these stitches out while watching a movie. Dang. And it’s not like it’s one stitch you learn but two new stitches and 4 techniques and they get all mixed and matched depending on where you’re at in the row.
Hopefully, once I get used to it I can get it going so I can get it done before the end of next week.
That’s all, my brain is broken.
y’all better step off, i’m the roflpimp!

These are some of my guilty pleasures, vomited out here for your mockery
* Vin Diesel
* Counting Crows
* Alannis Morrisette
* Instant Pudding
* Cheet-ohs
* Fried Green Tomatoes
* **censored**
Mock away, but let me tell you, there is no better cheese-laden unguent for the soul than belting out “Around Here” at the top of your lungs during rush hour.
In other news…
Started and finished Ms Dena’s scarf tonight. Got to have pizza but only if I agreed to eat vegetables (fiiiiine god!), I should probably make a scarf for me.
It’s time for this bubbo to get to bed…let’s hope a certain chobo feels the same way…