My Peanut Gallery

That's right just go ahead and laugh. I predict it will lead to awesome blog post material.

Who: Just the girls

When: Saturday Night

What: drinks* and gay male porn

Where: Gin's house

Why: Because we're retarded curious

why #2: Because D told JC that he likes to "receive" and some other OMG stuff so we decided to see what all the hoopla is about.


*jello shots to be provided by me, some blue drink provided by JC. She can't remember what they are called but she said she picked the gayest sounding one she could find.

Hellooo everybody. Didja miss me?

Sorry it's been so long, hell you're probably not even coming here anymore and I'm back to writing to myself, but I've just been blah lately. Not depressed, I refuse to go there, just weird blah. I've been feeling like...... I just can't be bothered. About anything. And I'm tired all the freakin time but at night I either cant go to sleep or I fall asleep quick and then wake up every hour.

I think maybe I'm going through withdrawal or something. I quit smoking, then last week I quit the Chantix, and 3 days ago I stopped taking my Birth Control pills. I think my body is not sure what the hell is going on. Oh well, it will straighten itself out soon. Also I'm hoping the sex stuff will get back to normal now that I've stopped taking 2 of the medicines that list "decrease in libido" in the side effects. Time will tell.

What else...... Peanut got second place in his age group at his Tae Kwon Do tournament on Saturday. I recorded it, all of the kids were so cute, don't be surprised to find the video up soon.

Oh,also? My baby sister's in jail. So that's fun stuff. I guess she got some speeding tickets and paid them late so then her licence got suspended and then she got pulled over again for speeding on top of driving with a suspended licence so she got probation and then......

wait for it.....

she got pulled over for speeding again. Which violated her probation. So in jail she sits.

My whole family is retarded and I swear to god I must have been adopted.

Heh.

On Sunday we helped JC pack and move some stuff into storage. While the rest of them unloaded stuff into the storage unit K and I went to Hess.

There I was all unshowered and nasty clothing filling up J's big ass F150 with gas when I look over and see the guy at the pump ahead of me looking at me all weird. he keeps looking at me. I finally see his eyes travel up to the windshield and right back to me.

Hahahahahahhahaha. This is what he was looking at:


That's the airfreshner JC and K got J for his birthday.

I wish K had come out of the store before that guy was done fueling. I would have totally played that up.

I've done it. Everyone I know has done it. You've done it. I'm sure we've all done it.

And by "done it" I mean lied to get out of or maneuver around some kind of social event (sheesh people, mind= out of gutter)

However, my lies do not require a participating lie from other people for them to fly. My little white social lies do not rely on putting disinterested parties in the middle of the lie.

*sigh*

I hate when people involve me in their drama.

Here's the deal, we have a group of friends: me & J, G & T (ha.now I want to refer to them as gin and tonic for the rest of this post. okay?) and D & JC. More often than not a "night out" involves some or all of the group. Recently added to the outings are K and H (separately. they are not a couple. ha. hahaha) (I'll explain them in a minute)

D & JC are getting divorced. Okay most people could see where it might be awkward as none of us want to really pick one to keep and one to ..... well not keep. Then they went and made it easy on us by each of them going out and finding a new (same sex) significant other. The 4 of them usually get on splendidly! I know it is somewhat amazing.

Anyway the group- 2 married straight couples, and now 2 gay couples (no, it doesn't matter. it's just funny.) have been getting along fishingly. Then D & JC had to go and have a huge argument last weekend. JC came over to Gin and tonic's on wednesday and told us about it. Me & J are all "pffft. whatever. they are getting divorced, I'm sure arguments will happen". I mean it wasn't something huge like a physical fight where the friends would have to be like "okay that's just wrong".

God, this story is longer than I expected. Are you confused yet?

So to shorten it- here's what's going on: It's Gin and tonic's turn to host friday night poker. They do not want D to come ( side takers!). I am FINE with that because it's their house.

I am NOT FINE with Gin and tonic calling to tell us that they are going to tell D that they have to work so there will be no poker at their house. Okay really, I am fine with that part cause whatever, that's your deal.

So, what I am really not fine with is them then telling us that if D calls us- We need to be "busy" doing something so that we can really go to Gin and tonic's and play poker on the DL.

What? You saw that look of "fuck off" from all the way over there?

I am so not with that. I can't stand people who do that shit. If I don't want someone at my house I will clearly tell them. And it doesn't even have to be in a rude way(although I have no problem with that either). How hard is it to say "Look D, you and J are fighting right now and we really don't want to be in the middle of it. Give me a call when you guys get stuff worked out".

I'll tell you how hard it is- it's not. You just have to grow a pair.

D called me earlier to see if I was playing poker tonight, and if I knew if it was supposed to be at his house or Gin and tonic's. I told him I plan on playing poker somewhere and that he should call Gin and tonic to find out what is what.

They need to deal with this because I for one am not going suddenly turn up "busy" every Friday night.

Guess what I did this morning.

I went to pick up my contacts! Finally! No more glasses. Woot, time to go shopping for new eyeshadow.

More good news- J is scheduled to get his vasectomy done in October and we have decided that after I finish my pill pack next week........ I"M DONE. Whoo hoo! I don't have to refill my birth control. No more makes me crazy birth control! Obviously we will have to use condoms from then until a month( I think, it might be longer) after the surgery but we decided it was better than having me on the pill any longer. That little problem I mentioned before about me not being able to "cross the finish line" has become much more frequent. You'd be surprised how much more this upsets him than it does me. Not that I'm not bothered by it, it's just kinda funny that he's so bothered by it, ya know?

And some more good news- peanut's preschool teacher informed us this morning that he has been picked to star in their commercial. Isn't that awsome? We didn't even know there was gonna be a commercial. Ok people calm down, it's just a local commercial. Fuck that- get excited. You have no idea how much I'm going to hold this over my SIL's head (note- be sure to tell story behind that).

Hi all. I'm back from vacation and back to work. Surprisingly my job was not given to the boss' daughter. Yay me.

Anyway I don't have much to tell ya really. My "vacation" was boring but my dad's doing good. My flights were ok. I still have a job.

Oh, and J cleaned the whole damn house and did a lot of the house "projects" I've been asking him to do for a while. Peanut made a cute welcome home sign for me- I forgot to take a picture, I'll do it later- and he wanted everything to do with me. No one else could help him with anything.

Awwwww.

They love me, they really love me!

Maybe I should go away more often.
Heh.

Ho hum.

still on "vacation"

still not smoking.

still watching tennis.

What? I haven't talked about "the tennis"? Have I not mentioned that my dad is a big tennis fan? And that coverage of the U.S. Open starts at 11am. everyday. For like 14 hours. Straight.

Fucken tennis.

Hi from Virginia!

I made it through the flight ok. Took a xanax and slept through most of it. I'm just hanging out watching tv, playing on the computer and helping my dad out with little things like walking the dog, driving him if he needs to go somewhere, and I mowed the lawn on sunday.

He's in a lot of pain but he's doing ok.

I'll check back in soon.