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Skweeb's Journal  Yesterday I went in late for work. I was suffering from "Ew it's Monday and I want to go to work late". Today I rescheduled with my trainer as I had a dome ache. I fully believe that if I am PAYING for it, I should be in tip top shape when I am getting trained. I went over to hang out with Brian today. We watched "Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation". I can think of worse things than being held hostage by Matthew McConaughey. I'm just saying....if he HAD to throw me down, you know...I mean, what could I do? Does anyone know of anywhere cheap to buy S.A.D. therapy lights? Pricey bastards, they are. Is it bedtime yet? If you were caught by psychos, would they let you go if you could think of more fucked up things than they could? Today is going to be a busy day. I have a Yuko and then my client with the really fiddly color is coming in. And yes, those two appointments will take up my whole damn day. Hooray! I have cramps! WOOOOOOOOO! Today is my sister's birthday! Awwww.....yay! She's the big 1-8! Current mood:  sore.
Gark...I need to make my Knotty Boy order and I have nay got the money to do it now...but I'm out of everything. Sigh. Ok, so maybe I'm growing my hair out to get dreads. That would be the Awesome. I talked to Sonya from Hairpolice...she said maybe I could be a model in January. Woo! Well, potential woo, anyway. I didn't go to the gym yesterday....I was enjoying doing nada. Is that wrong? Not wrong like killing someone with a spatula or sporting a mullet, but spiritually wrong? How is it that "The Green Mile" is still the one book able to make me cry? I've read it before, I know how it ends but I still sobbed through the last few chapters of it. Sigh. So sad. Oh yeah, and the new manager? She seems to rule. Not only did I get a day off without battle, but she offered to fetch me a smoothie. I think I love her. Another day Another busta wanna battle me Another momma cryin' now her baby is a casualty -Hed PE Ok, new month starting and I'm trying to get my sizzelf together. In the past month of working out I have GAINED 5 pounds. And don't try to tell me it's muscle, unless my stomach has magically muscled up 5 pounds. Sigh. So I'm reexamining my eating habits. Double sigh. And I bought ephedra-free Xenadrine. I KNOW. But it's the only one that doesn't make me spastic or nauseous. And maybe it will help. Ugh. I wouldn't be so distressed but I'm shelling out $300 bucks a month to NOT gain 5 pounds. Lol. I just angrily IMed someone for ignoring me, only to discover that he wasn't there in the first place. I hate when I do that. I love the Bean. So much. Seriously, you guys. I never knew how awesome it would be to be with someone who actually wanted to be around you as much as you want to be around them. Like, would attempt to change their work schedule so that you could spend more time together. Go figure! I did dreads yesterday. Non-dreadperm dreads are soooo poofy when they are done. Sigh. They just look so much more polished with the dreadperm. Damn kids. We went out to Sweetwater last night. My filet mignon was sooooo tender......*drools*. I could eat steak alllll day long. Mmmmm...meat. Meat is murder. Whoa, I bought the worst toilet paper....it crumbles apart in your ass crack...what the bag? I thought it was the lotioney aloe kind, but it's a horrible trick...there is no lotion, only crumbles. Ugh. And of course I got the giant package of it. Anyone want some nasty TP? *end transmission* We had a meeting today at work (of course, because it was my day off) and we met our new manger. She seems pretty chill, although she didn't have much to say. Actually, I'm GLAD she didn't have much to say...New Management(TM) likes to say things like "I'm hoping to turn this company around" and "I promise cookies on everyone's lunch plate" that all turns out to be a bunch of malarky and just leaves you dissappointed in the end. So Huttah for silent management! During the course of the meeting, I also learned that Melissa did NOT miscarry, so I am completely justified in calling her a lazy ass, as she wasn't at that meeting anyway. Her friend was saying it looks like she will be spending less time on her feet, to keep this pregnancy going. Ummm....if you are going to miscarry, then it is going to happen, and standing on your head for 9 months to keep it in won't help! So Stop Being a Lazy Ass and Get to Work! I'm tired of picking up the slack, and so is everyone else! Douche! *I realize that my previous statements may seem a bit harsh. However, if you ever met The Melissa, you would understand, and perhaps be even MORE harsh than me in your words. Poor Bean. I insulted him a couple of times today completely by accident. Way to speak before thinking, Cija. Duhhh. I don't know why sometimes he doesn't "fucking kick" me "and then Oooh baby! She's ok!" (System of a Down) That's what happens when songs get stuck in your head! Current mood:  annoyed.Current music: Sugar~System of a Down. So I was quite unimpressed with Hurricane Melba, or whatever it was. Bean and I sat at his momma's house watching "Gangs of New York". The movie would have been a lot better if we had considered NOT watching it on satellite, which apparently does not recieve signals during hurricanes. Go figure! I got a couple of days off of work though, so for that, I thank you, Isabelle! Ok, so now I DO feel like a douche. Apparently, Melissa miscarried. I'm going to hell. (There is a small part of me that is dancing a merry jig right now, however.) I KNOW! I'm going to hell. I only worked 3 days this week and I'm exhausted. What gives? Where is my boundless energy? Damn being old. I'm going to bed. Update later tonight! Huttah! I'm watching "Stir of Echoes". *Weirded ouuut* I'm retouching my pink place. Heh. That sounds naughty. Actually, I am talking about the top of my headpiece. My fuschia hair was cotton candy pink. I think I mixed a bit too much red in, so I may end up with rulllly rullly red hair. Heh. Actually, I'm going to go rinse now. *back* So the placement of this pink spot is great for rinsing...I don't get wawa in my eye and I can watch the water to see if it runs clear. Yay! Now I have water in my ear. Boo. Laura and I went on a walk this evening....we went on the nicest path..it was so pretty. I'm down for doing that again! It's good for my Wednesday "cardio only" day. And it's relaxing! *achoo!* Stupid allergies! Why do scary movies with creepy kiddies freak me out the most? I hate scary kiddos. Today I decided to take a diet pill. One of my old leftover ones from back in the day. After I took it, I remembered why I stopped taking them. 1) They rid you of anything you have eaten, might have eaten, thought about eating... 2) They make you jittery and nauseous. 3) They make you feel like you need to eat something heavy to cover them up in your stomach...to make the yucky go away. Which makes them an anti-diet pill. Ugh. 4) You feel so decidedly ass-like that you cannot go to the gym, thus remaining a fat ass. Lol. Never again. Everybody ready for Hurricane Melba? I have to work till late...after work Bean and I are going to his parent's. We may get trapped there. But they do have food out the wazoo, so that's ok. And the awful awful birdy is gone. Yay! Current mood:  blah.
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