spring shming
so allegedly it's spring. although if you step outside my door you wouldn't believe it. it's been more like winter here. (however winter is still 50 degree weather) i'm just ready for it to be california weather. then by september i'll be sick of it. i hear it's in the 80's at home. i must say i'm not jealous.
on a side note i went to the doctor and it took an hour for me to get an xray. get serious xrays take 3 minutes you can't tell me that one person can't knock out 20 in an hour?! there weren't even 20 people sitting there! i was beyond annoyed plus i was in pain. (still am despite the pain killers)
so to distract me from my stabbing pain here's some new springy items that if i had the cash i would buy. hopefully soon i'll be able to go shopping again. i also want it to get warm because i'm determined to get a tan. well, for me i'd settle for a beige. i've been dieting but i might be pushing it for a bikini. maybe next summer.
song lyrics of the day:
they've been asking where you've been
like i know
where ya been
hey summer where ya been
April 2, 2010
March 30, 2010
wow it's been a long time...
well that's what happens when you're boring. ok let's see patrick and i got half sick. i say half because neither of us got totally sick because we are down with preventative medicine.
i learned i had a tail light out on my car and last tuesday went and got a new bulb and fixed it. i was feeling all bad assy and then last night one of my students said "hey i noticed friday that you have a tail light out". damn it. so patrick checked last night and sure enough it's not fixed. so i get to do that later on today. i knew it was too easy.
we went over to our friends house on sunday and witness a woman in her 60s get drunk and pass out on the couch. then later she proceeded to throw up on her self. yeah it was super classy. patrick and i just tried to stay out of the way while much drama went on. the puking person is the mother of the friend of our friend. how embarrassing! if my mom got drunk and puked on herself and then just sat there and refused to get up for like 30 minutes i'd never talk to her again. not to mention her boyfriend or husband or whatever just walked around saying he was the greatest dancer in california and he's 61. yeah good for you buddy get the puke monster out of the house.
all last week my back was bothering me but being that i'm a weis i ignored the problem. this weekend when i couldn't bend over. i still can't bend over and am in a lot of pain. i have self diagnosed myself because i know anatomy and have decided that my adductor problem can no longer be ignored because it's messing up my back. isn't the human body cool like that? so i called to make a doctor's appointment and i got an answering machine stating that they take a 2 hour lunch. 2 HOURS!? how much can you fucking eat!?
now i have suffered from enough back pain in my life. but back pain and allergy season don't go together. every time i sneeze i feel like somebody is stabbing me in the back with a metal shard. it's awesome. i've been icing and heating like a good patient. but that's cancelled out because i'm doing a lot of sitting. did you know that sitting is horrible for your back? well now ya do.
we went to a concert, and i got tickets to another concert. ( not at the first concert just did both) i made the mistake of doing my hair which was a bust because it was a million and a half degrees and by the end i looked like a wet poodle.
on a side note i feel like everyone i know is pregnant. one of my best friends from home just had a boy, i know 2 other pregnant people that are both due in september, i know of at least 2 other people that are pregnant but they are just people i know not people i talk too. i pretty much just don't go on facebook anymore cause i'd find a million other people i know that are getting married and having kids. not that i can afford either but i would like a cute fat baby to squeeze but not give birth too or pay for. yeah let me know where i can rent one.
song lyrics of the day:
dripping with alchemy
shiver stop shivering
the glitter’s all wet
you’re all chrome