i would just fill this post up w/ grumble grumble grumble but then you wouldn't know what i'm bitching about and what's the sense in that?
you would think after all these years i'd totally pay attention to the signs and gear myself up for it right? nah, i don't roll like that. plus, getting mentally prepared doesn't do a damn bit of good. the signs have been there all week---i hate everything in my closet; broke out the granny panties; had narcolepsy--yes, aunt flo (i've always hated that term) came to visit this morning. and really, the bitch needs to move the hell out. and yes, i think i write this same damn post at least every other month, but srsly mother nature? i'm. not.having.any.more.babies. i do not need the cycle anymore can i please get the fuck off now? cos it's just pissing me off. ahem.
also? it is what 11 days into december and yesterday it was like 60+ degrees and today i think we're going swimming. i hate weather. ok, i really don't, i love rain and thunderstorms and snow etc. just heat is what i hate. i hate sweating.
on a lighter note--ha, not very fucking likely (i almost typed lickly) today--our company is no longer up for sale. so, i am sort of breathing a small sigh of relief. a small one. because there are no guarantees.
i am in to the third book of twilight and i am frustrated. three books into this and they haven't had sex. removing my parental side from the equation (because that side is glad they haven't cos the girl is totally hooked on these books and for her sake i'm glad these teens haven't had sex) but from my personal point of view? oh.my.god. if i were bella i would be masturbating all the damn time because edward thwarts her every stinking move to get physical. sometimes he lets it get to the point where she's breathing heavy and then backs off. srsly. dude has a lot of self control for a vampire. if the situation were reversed he'd be calling her a cock-tease. once you get the other person breathing heavy you can't really leave them in a lurch. that's not nice.
and, while i'm bitching, i am feeling a little neglected from my IRL peeps. the ones who used to read and comment? yeah. i think they left me.
the joy of kittens--aside from the bottom part of both trees now being un-decorated there are other joys to having kittens. all four of us hoomans have scratches on our feet. jasper thinks late night foot pouncing is the bomb. even w/ layers of covers between us he can do damage. also, all of our pony tail holders have disappeared. i have found balls of socks throughout the house. they were all matched up and ready to be put away in a basket in my room. now they are strewn all over the house in corners and god knows where else. i found christmas tree ornaments in the dining room and in the entryway last night. funny, i don't remember putting them there.
gah....happy little friday.