It really irks me how most men fall asleep instantly & I always lay here, mind reeling, hoping to escape from the snorer entangling me
Its really pissed me off how most men can fall asleep instantly. How do I always wind up laying here, mind reeling, looking for
I got an A. Woohoo. Now I just have the practical though who knows when.
Is at the place waiting to take my test. Oddly enough I feel like I know the stuff even though my mind feels seriously blank. Here goes.
Have you ever stopped to think about just how difficult or nonexistent much of modern life would be without opposable thumbs?
As usual, I just lay there with my mind going a million and twenty directions and leaving me restless. Then, when I am finally ready to drift off, Penny gives up on sleeping and decides its time for Mommy attention. GRR…
Soooooo….what’s going on these days people? From my glancing at my first few pages (since we all know how I never make it much further than a few) I see Cat is unfollowing people (though I have no idea if I have been cut since I no longer seem to know my way around tumblr anymore), apparently there has been yet another Ryan Adams flare up of activity and subsequent cease there of, and some sort of choose your favorite color thingy to learn if it describes you that I can’t seem to read no matter how hard I try…
My brain is fried, I sat and read my entire textbook for the umpteenth time tonight and have been studying for what seems likes forever. Honestly, I can’t say I really care what a polyglucan is or what quaternary ammonium compounds clean or even how long a license has before it expires anymore.
If I fail this fucker, I will be forced to kill myself out of pure frustration and shame.
Oh dear, I’ve gone too many days without sex, hmm…sadly I can’t even recall how long that is, because as I previously said my brain is FRIED! Now I am going to have to sit here and figure it out. Hold please…
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The best I can come up with was Friday, I think, I’m ridiculous. I need to get to sleep before what little I know goes into hiding forever somewhere in this head of mine.
xoxox
My new koozie. Totally appropriate, I know.
WANT!
I took a nap earlier and had a majorly creepy ass dream, which is saying a lot since my dreams are always rather insane and disturbing, but this one takes the cake of all I can recently recall.
I was some kind of ghost, living in what was like the mostly abandoned attic warehouse of a Target in some industrial warehouse district of town. Somehow people kept wandering up into this area I called home and I basically stole their souls or just killed them by having wild, fantastic sex with them. In turn trapping all these people into becoming ghosts that lived with me and killed people in the same way I did. Eventually so many went missing that they tore the building down, and we all (the ghosts) had to vacate the area, but not before we destroyed all the crops of the enormous McDonald’s factory nearby to vent our rage.
I am officially terrified of my subconscious.
Via
Hmm…camera one seems to be malfunctioning.
Back tumbling for a brief moment in what can only be called procrastination. Its been busy lately, with the healing from the wreck and all kinds of other craziness. I have missed tumblr though.
My best friend’s little ones (that I watch for her most evenings) were in a horrific car accident with their paternal grandparents about a week and a half, so there has been much going on with that as of late. Luckily they are out of the hospital now and home healing. The grandparents weren’t nearly as lucky, the grandmother passed away at the scene and the grandfather has severely injured legs and is still hospitalized having surgery after surgery. Basically, this situation has been occupying most of my time lately, rightfully so.
In other, not as traumatic news, there was a job as a makeup artist at a local spa that I really want and they have finally called to set up an interview. I am stoked. Hopefully it won’t be as disappointing as the other places I have interviewed with (just for skin care though, this is makeup my real goal!). Keep you fingers crossed for me.
And while you are crossing my fingers, I have FINALLY managed to get the state to schedule my written exam for my esthiology license, and silly me in my haste I scheduled the first available one, which is tomorrow. I should be cramming, but somehow I keep finding other things to do. I want to be worried about it, but somehow I think it will be a piece of cake, I never had trouble on the practice ones and I know girls who did that have already taken and passed it, so I should be fine. Of course I say that now, watch me fail it and be mortified.
What else, what else…hmm…my parents actually invited me along on one of their gambling jaunts this past weekend and gave me money to gamble with. If I were smart I would have pocketed it and saved it, but the last time I went I came out a hundred or so bucks ahead…this time my recent string of bad luck continued and I absolutely lost every cent I was given and more. My parents actually came out ahead, but coupled with my losings they were nearly at the even mark. Let’s just say I don’t think I’m going to be invited next time.
My parents are leaving town tomorrow for a trip to see my mom’s mom who has been recently diagnosed with advanced breast cancer, so I actually have some piece and quiet in the future. If I were smart I would have scheduled my test after this break. But of course, I probably wouldn’t have studied any more than I am now. Plus I think an ex of mine from Cali who recently moved within four hours of me, wants to come in and stay while they are gone. Honestly, I’m not real sure if I want this or not, as things always seem to go wrong with him and I’m having enough trouble dealing with the guy I’m dating at the moment. Ugh…I wish I didn’t like boys at all and could just be a nun.
Alright, I better get back to the things I need to do. I promise to TRY to not be such a stranger. ;)
xoxoxox
Its been so long since I tumbld I had forgotten about all the pornographic images that appear here, oops. HA, funny stuff. At least no one was around me, that would have been awkward.
CAN’T WAIT!
ReSTART Internet Addiction Center Opens in Seattle -
ReSTART, the world’s first internet-addiction residential treatment program, opened recently in Redmond, Wash. (ironically enough, the neighborhood where Microsoft was founded). The center offers a 45-day, $14,000 rehabilitation course that promises to help addicts ease dependencies on social networking, online video games, texting and a host of other technological time-wasters.
Individuals who enter the program will go cold-turkey on technology as a way of helping them overcome their compulsive need to blog and game, in addition to receiving psychotherapy and counseling. It’s easy to raise an eyebrow at the notion of physical or psychological addiction to leisure-time activities, but there’s evidence that these kinds of addictions can destroy relationships, end careers and even result in death.(via Paste)
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Dear Tumblrs… there’s help if you want it.
HA!
If baking soda is so good for whitening your teeth why don’t crackheads have brilliantly flashy smiles?
Unfortunately, these are the kinds of thoughts that plague me when I try to sleep…millions of them in an endless flood. No wonder it takes me hours to get to sleep.
I know I’m not quite back to full on tumbling, but I hope to be soon. Once my brain recovers from its injuries and what not.
I think I was actually offered a job today, in a spa, but I’m not quite sure I want to take it AND I’m not even sure I should be thinking about anything other than healing right now. I know I certainly wouldn’t want me for an esthetician at the moment, I look gruesome.
Anyhow, I better get off here and crawl in bed with the pup before the pain meds kick in, who knows what I would ramble on about then. Night kiddos.