midge 12:51 AM 03.29.02
husband never told me where he was taking me for dinner, it was all a mystery until we got there. we went to the olive garden, which was really sweet because i've wanted to eat there for a long time but we never got around to it. that old dude's full of surprises. i had delicious portobello stuffed raviolis with salad and breadsticks and some deep fried appetizers. afterwards we went to the mall and wandered around, he was trying to make me buy something but nothing struck my fancy so we went downtown for a short stroll to the trendy ass tattoo parlor to get a hole punched in my head. i got my rook pierced, which i've wanted to get done for a long time, but also never got around to ($ never jived with the whims). it was sort of symbolic too, because i had it done when i was 18 or 19: i worked at claires and got it pierced when our hag of a district manager was out of town on business or something, when she came back she told me to take it out or be fired, because company policy forbade employees from having piercings that weren't provided by the company (nevermind that now they sell body piercing jewelry... and that everyone had their noses/nipples and one girl even had her clit pierced and they never got any shit about it). it was a job, and those were hard to come by, so i took it out and regretted it ever since. it hurt a bit less than the first time i got it done, husband held my hand and watched me giggle and bounce out of there, feeling like i'd just got back the dignity i lost when i buckled under the threat of losing my crappy job that wasn't worth worrying about so many years ago. it's beautifully done, pretty sore but that's to be expected. we rented zoolander but husband is napping so we'll watch it later, laundry and everything can wait too. i'm swooning.
thankyou for shooting wads of spray cheese across the room, putting a beautiful baby in me so i could make it sprout, making me dollars, being my friend, cooling my brain, making me smile, laugh, cry with delight and every other crazy thing you do that makes me happy. i've loved the 4 years we've had and can't wait for the other seventy you owe me.
midge 04:58 AM 03.27.02
you must all go here and smile.
midge 05:58 PM 03.26.02
it's rainy and grey and tired outside, everything's moving in slow motion. i got suckered into covering a shift yesterday so i got zip done around here, but the money's good. today we've kept the phones off all day, they tried to sucker me again, i said no, i'm pretty sure they'll try again. i wore my new shirt today, i was going to save it for our anniversary date but what the hell, shirts are for wearing right? have i mentioned lately that i love torrid.com? cause i do. i've been having trouble sleeping, weird things are going on, big changes and it's got me thinking too much. hopefully it'll pass, my eyes sting. husband i bely aching because he lost again, we play rock paper scissors for the first crappy diaper of the day (unless i work in which case i am exempt from poopy diaper duties), and i've been on a winning streak. he claims i cheat with delayed reactions and whatnot, but in fact, i just got so used to losing that i stopped caring, and started winning with dumb luck. funny how that happens sometimes.
midge 09:31 AM 03.24.02
if anyone is interested in my adventures in weight loss and health gain please email me for the top secret address to my journal on the subject.
midge 09:20 AM 03.24.02
work was delightful as usual, and now i have 5 days off to look forward to. i slapped some pay per click advertisement links on the binkybeads site hoping the crazy traffic it gets generates a few hits and in turn money for me. who knows if it'll work, but it will be the only site of mine with those links, mainly because i hate it and take no pride in it, so i don't care if i compromise it, it's dumb. plus seventy five million bzillion jerks are constantly hot linking the damn files and making my bandwidth go up, so they can put up with a few inconvenient links in return. on a lighter note i consumed ruffles wow chips for the first and last time ever yesterday. i would equate it to savouring many questionable burritos followed by a spoonfull of chilled vaseline. sick. husband has finally done it, the computer chair is now oficially killed. the back of the chair lays limply at an impotent, almost flat angle that offers no back support whatsoever. i would make him take it back to wal-mart for an exchange (the customer is always an asshole!) but he fixed it a few days ago by drilling holes in it and reinforcing it with the handle of a butter knife or some such insanity, so we could hardly claim it broke or deteriorated because of shoddy manufacturing, since it came originally, sans butterknife. i married a crazy person i think. he asked me just now if i was writing about him and i said no (i wasn't at the time anyways), and he said i've been getting a lot of press lately in your blog, but that's because he's all crazy assed and funny to tell stories about.
***update 9:43 am, after reading that entry he took the chair away and is now "fixing" it some more. i'm sitting on the floor, frightened.
