Archive for April, 2006

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Bouncing

A big congratulations to the lovely Brenda and Dustin on the arrival of their little girlie… congratulations!

I’M STILL NOT DEAD

Seriously, rumours of my demise have been highly exaggerated.
I get busy. Well, okay, I get sleepy. There will be more blogging time available probably next week, once my night job finishes. Besides, do you really wanna know what I do everyday? Here you go:
5:30 – alarm clock rings. Snooze button.
5:39 – alarm – snooze
5:48 – [...]

Wee!

We start our pre-marriage course tonight!
YES WE DO!

I’m not dead!

I always seem to post something horrible, and then disappear. Sorry to those of you who’ve been stuck staring at my disgusting belly for a week… or am I sorry? You probably should be happy that you haven’t heard a thing from me because if you had, you’d just be hearing me whine and gripe [...]

Grossness! And nudity! All in one!

I have suffered from eczema since I was a tiny baby (me? tiny? YES IT WAS ONCE TRUE THANK YOU). It’s not surprising– my maternal grandmother had it so bad that there were times she couldn’t hug us; my mother, when faced with cats, breaks out in hives all over (and complains? Oh lord [...]

aaaaaaaaaargh. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH.

Tonight is parent-teacher! So is tomorrow! So I will be at work until 9 pm tonight.
I know that I shouldn’t but I am really nervous about the whole thing, esp. what with last year’s experience. I know, whole other school, whole other province, but damnit, I do tend to awfulize, don’t I?
So anyway tonight when [...]

Times like these make my question my giving-up-of-the-caffeine.

Silly silly! Last night I absolutely couldn’t fall asleep. Of course now this morning I found it impossible to wake up. Lucky for me I’m driving myself in to work today because if I weren’t my carpool people would be picking me up around now and that would be pretty sad for them seeing as [...]

Yikes

Something I hate is when I have a nice post all typed up, then I hit a button that I shouldn’t, and the whole thing disappears.
(or, when I have a mediocre post half-typed, and the same thing happens, as was the case just now).
Aie, well.

Overheard

Rob (on the phone with his father): Well, I hope you catch a massive dose of crabs this week, so many that you don’t know what to do with ‘em.
Oh, filial love.