Back to school….

Yep, it started, yesterday.

English looks to be a cinch and Human A&P looks to be the only one I’m really worried about. Each exam is 2 hours and it administered at the school rather than at home. I’m sad. lol No books, no notes, no guides, nothing.

Luckily, she does have lecture notes and I ordered the study guide of my text book from Amazon.com yesterday. Supposed to be shipped today. I hope so, I need to get crackin’.

I haven’t even unwrapped my books yet, yesterday was introduction posts, checking out the schedule and stuff. Nothing major. I had to email one teacher and tell her i read her syllabus.  The other one required 4 quizzes over hers.

Must make A’s. Must make A’s. That’s my goal.

I almost can’t wait for spring break. Not that it will be much a break since I’ll be at work still, but hey, nothing due that week.

My tonsillitis is still here, I have a bit of a fever, acquired this nasty little cough with gross stuff and I’m hoping it goes away soon. I’m tired of snot. Sick and tired of snot.

TMI? Oops.

Anyhow, it appears it’s almost time for work, so I better get moving. I need to make a grocery list today, too. I needs food!

Tonsillitis!

I have it.

Who wants it?

My fever says I should sleep and I agree.

No Resolutions

My New Year’s resolution is to not have any.

Almost everyone who has a New Year’s resolution breaks it. Whether it be from the stress of having to keep it up all year, or they get bored with it. I don’t want to dwell on a list of things I need to do or change that I will eventually end up failing and then feeling miserable about it for doing so.

So, I decided to not have any. I don’t need to lose weight, I don’t care to be nicer to people and I don’t really want to start cooking everyday.  I’m gonna make minor improvements, but not because it’s a new year, but because I’ve been saying it and procrastinating some of this stuff for years.

If I decide I want to cook more, I’ll buy some steak, Dales sauce and seasoning salt and do it up on the George Foreman grill.

It’s almost time for tax returns, also a not so great sign. I hate doing it, bah. At least I get a tax break for my Hybrid. $650 I think.

My throat is sore, so I’m not happy about that at all. Must remember to go to doctor and get meds soon. It’s also 28 degrees outside and I’m not happy about that either. At least I bought a new jacket on New Year’s Eve.

That was pretty fun for what it was. I wasn’t in the best mood, but I marinated the steak and got the ribs done up good and then we got ready and went down. Stood by the fire and talked for a while and then Kelly and I set up the PA system and the laptop for music and roasted some marshmallows over the fire. Keg was nice, grey goose and pineapple juice was too. ended up with a flat tire on the way back to Chris’ house, so we had to call him to come get us. Froze to death in his no heat house until we got warm under the blanket and ate his steak.

He started snoring hella loud so I got my stuff and left at 4:20. Made it home a little after 5 am. Went to sleep shortly after.

Yesterday I did nothing. Sat around and watched tv, did a little laundry, scrubbed the bathtub and did dishes. Cable went out around 5 so I attempted to find stuff to do on the internet, even though I wasn’t really caring to talk to anyone.

Turned on the new heated mattress pad after I made my bed with new sheets and put it on, went to sleep shortly after.

Work was fucking busy today, being the first of the month of the first of the year. (say that 5 times fast) Hopefully tomorrow is better.

Not the best ending…

New Years Eve is here, I’m not in the mood to party, I just want to lay in bed and cry some more. Ugh.

Oh well, nothing i can do about it, I guess I’ll get over it eventually, doesn’t mean it’ll be easy or hurt any less.

Four day weekend.

It’s finally here. The last four day weekend until, well, next Thanksgiving or something.

The last holiday off until Memorial Day, crap.

I’ve got a few plans, nothing major. I’m gonna be going to Atlanta tomorrow to see Ronnah and Jeremy and Moose and all the boys I’ve missed! Then Saturday night, I’ll stay with Ronnah and her boyfriend Ryan. Sunday I’ll just drive home, maybe me and Ronnah can do brunch before I go. Who knows. I’m really excited though, we’ve been wanting to hang out for months, even though I just saw her last month, momentarily before Thanksgiving when we had a picnic with some of the boys.

Monday is New Year’s Eve so I’ll be attending a party out by my old high school with my friend Kelly and her boyfriend. It’s a pretty huge party so I’m pretty nervous about going. I don’t really like people and I’m sure a few of the bitches I went to school with will be there. Not impressed, for the record. If I get bored, I can always leave, I guess.

New Years I probably won’t do much. I’ll have to work the next day, so cleaning and such will be in order. Although i read in a magazine today (RedBook) that you shouldn’t clean on New Year’s Day, because it “sweeps” out your upcoming good luck and fortune. You’re supposed to have it all clean before then. So Maybe I’ll clean on Sunday instead.

I started to clean tonight, my room looks a little better, but not  much. Kahlua is crashed on the bed so I’ll wash the sheets and put on my heated mattress cover Sunday when I get home.

I threw the laundry down the stairs, ha. Oh boy.

Ugh, I probably need to heat up my leftover christmas dinner and eat it tonight before it goes bad. i’m so tired.

My meds are NOT working for some reason. Yesterday I had three different spasms in less than 2 hours and it drove me nuts. Oh well, looks like I’ll be returning to my doctor soon.

I’m back!

and Christmas is OVER!!

You have no idea how excited I am that it’s over. Oh man, too glad. I got a lot of neat stuff and more than I asked for, too, and for that I am sincerely thankful!

I hope everyone else is as glad as I am that Christmas music is OVER. I can finally listen to my radio stations again on XM. Like 4 of them decided to play xmas music from Thanksgiving until xmas. helllooo pretty sure they have a channel dedicated to that shit. No need to ruin my $200 a year and fuck up my stations!

I need to unpack and clean. Really if I washed clothes and straightened up my living room, it would be lovely. That’s my plan for when I finish this. *types slowly*.

Biloxi was fun, I really enjoyed it. REALLY enjoyed it. Too long of a drive and I wasn’t too happy about the tornado warnings as we were getting into Mississippi. I really like typing that word. Mississippi.

Yep. I’m special.

Found the cutest three games to play while I was there, slot machines, of course. I attempted black jack twice. wasn’t too bad, but that $25 minimum was a little too worrysome for me after a couple rounds..

I was ready for the holidays to be over, but man I am not ready to go back to work for a few months with no holidays off! haha. I’m off Mon and Tuesday, but STILL, then I have to wait until my VACATION for another day off, then of course Memorial Day. 5 months? psh. Not impressed!!

Oh hey, Bilouxi tomorrow!

So, the viewings for Coot and Tyler are tonight, two different funeral homes at the same time frame, 6 to 8. Funerals are tomorrow at 11am and 3pm at two different churches. No big deal, I can’t attend viewings and I cannot handle funerals, but I’ll be gone tomorrow anyway.

I neeeeed to pack. I haven’t started, but I did wash some jeans this afternoon. Must remember to put them in dryer!

My boss got me this amazing blue sweater/hoodie that is soooo cute. I can’t wait to wear it tomorrow on the way.

I need to buy snack stuff for the ride to Bilouxi. 4 hours is just toooo long. I also need to find a way to wrap two calendars. One for my sister and one for Kelly’s boyfriend, Chris. Got him the Maxim calendar, got my sister a half naked cowboy calendar lol.

Then I’m finalllly  done shopping. FINALLY.

Now I’m broke, broke, broke, and I’m going gambling for a week, ohhh boy lol.

FYI- I hate seafood, but hot damn do I like crab ragoon.

It’s cold outside, and I’m not impressed.

All summer I kept praying for cooler weather. Anything below 106 was cool with me. Then we got to the 80s in September, and I was feeling pretty great. October felt lovely, 60s and 70s, cold nights, oh yay!  Then it went back to being 80s until Sunday morning. It was damn COLD outside. The last two nights have been freeze warnings with lows in the 20s and 30s and I know some people are going “Poor baby”with a condescending attitude, but hey, I live in Georgia and it was 80 less than a week ago. Gimme a break!

Now, I wish it was at least in the 60s all day. I don’t like being cold, I get cold easy, and I hate chapped lips. *fumbles for Softlips balm* I am so hard to please these days. Fall was short lived and we’ve had a few “fall days” but no real season. Boo. It’s my favorite season dammit.

People irritate me. Especially at Christmas. Beat your children in the store, don’t let them whine, cry, bitch and moan for 30 minutes over a toy while you say “No, no” in a soothing voice. Didn’t you learn 28 minutes ago that wasn’t gonna work?  Yeah, exactly. Try something else. It’s only child abuse if you abuse the privilege.

In that same respect, why are you bringing your kids shopping anyway? If this is gonna be your marathon shopping day, in crowded stores, why run the risk of getting your kid sick or lost? Better yet, why run the risk of getting ME sick or making me have to watch your child while someone tries to locate you, in the dressing room, attempting to fit your ass into jeans that you know you can’t for the sake of taking part in that 30% off select styles sale?

Maybe I’m just a bitch, but hey, don’t like it? Don’t do it. That’s all I can really offer you.

Going to Bilouxi in two days! Ugh, I haven’t even BEGAN to pack, I probably should, but I don’t know what I’m taking, wearing, etc. Weather is supposed to be rain when we get there low of 40, high of 60 or so. Jeans, shirts, and jackets I guess. Maybe a hoodie or two, I like to be warm. I can already hear the sound of jingling slot machines and smell cheap cigarettes and hard liquor. Oh yay.

Also, felt the need to add this: There was an article in the paper this morning about Tyler and Coot’s wreck. A guy from Alabama did a uturn and went down the wrong side of HWY 3 and hit them head on. Good job Captain Backwoods.

Christmas sucks, officially.

So, I had planned on writing a few different ideas, thoughts, opinions down today and instead I am pressed to talk about a much more important issue.

This morning, two guys I am friends with, went to school with from elementary to high school, died in a car accident. Since they both died, I’m really unsure right now of what exactly happened. Nothing is on the news yet, so I feel anxious to find out. It doesn’t much matter, nothing can be done, but I just want to know. Closure?

It’s been two years since I lost my best friend in a car accident, and it seems like I almost want my friends to WALK or RIDE BIKES everywhere. This just goes to show that you can’t take your future for granted. Just because you know that life works in the way of being born, going to school, graduation, college, graduation, job and family, retirement and then death doesn’t mean that’s how it’s gonna go.

Tyler and Coot are just two souls that were taken too soon. I know Tyler’s grandparents are just beside themselves with grief, they’ve raised him since birth and now all the struggling they did to get by having to raise a child at their age after retirement and today it just got taken away. It’s like they did all of that for nothing. I know that’s not how they see it and that they are thankful for the time they had with him, but to just imagine the last 21 years being thrown out the window is heartbreaking.

I honestly don’t really have anything else on my mind right now, except that. It’s one of those times where it makes you think and realize all the stupid shit you’ve done with no consequence, and what it will take before you do something or you do nothing, and it can end.

Good vibes, prayers, thoughts are needed by those families and our friends. This is a really hard time, especially here at Christmas, how the fuck do you look at wrapped presents and think that they will never be opened? Or at least not by them.You can’t return them, that’s just painful and seems so selfish, but at the same time, you can’t keep them and let them collect dust, either…

I wish this year would hurry up and end, it’s not looking too good right now.

An introduction is in order….

I’ve made the move from Xanga. I’m sure a lot of people have, not that I didn’t like Xanga, but I felt it was time for a change. I do that a lot, so while I’m shocked Xanga lasted about 3 years, it was definitely time to let it rest.

I’m really not sure where to start. Who I am really am doesn’t much matter. My thoughts just need somewhere to go as there isn’t much room in my brain for all of them. Just to humor myself, my name is Stephanie, one of my best friends is on WordPress (Susan) and I took the leap after she did. I’ll have to hunt her down and get her link sometime tonight. I have two dogs, one of which has taken up residence with my best friend, and the other I’ve had for a year as of the 23rd.

Kahlua is the brown and cream one and Raisin is the black, gray and tan one. They’re mini dapple dachshunds.

Anyway, that’s about it as far as the introduction goes. I’m myself and no one else and I hate when people say that because it’s redundant, but it’s true. I’ve got plenty of opinions as I’m sure you’ll figure out, if you don’t agree with them, you’re more than welcome to find your way out of here. I’m not making a debate blog, I’m making a “MAKE THE VOICES STOP” blog.

Now, to get down to business…

Christmas is 9 days away, how ridiculous is that? I’ve gotten about half of my shopping done and I am usually finished weeks before now, so I’m really hating this upcoming week with a passion. I’ve got to get everything done by Wednesday because I leave Thursday morning for a “Christmas trip” to Bilouxi with my mom and grandparents. Slot machines make me happy inside.

This will be the first time we’ve spent time without the other parts of our family. Being that we are originally from Michigan, most of our family is still there. My great grandparents retired in Florida and the only ones that came to Georgia were my parents and my grandparents. So, we usually spend every other year in Florida and every other year in Michigan. My great grandmother died about a decade ago and my great grandfather moved up here two years ago after a heart attack that left him in an CICU room for nearly 6 months. Driving 5 hours to Orlando every weekend got old REALLY fast, but I was glad to have him here. Unfortunately, he died in a car accident on January 11th of this year. Just 2 days before his birthday. So, this year is so different. All we have is each other and we won’t be in Michigan so it’s like we’re doing this for the first time. Christmas shouldn’t be this hard, you know?

This is also my first Christmas with CFS. I’m trying to limit myself so that I remember not to do too much a few days before and during Christmas. The last thing I want is to be admitted for a pulse-ox of 80 and a heartrate of 150 resting. Shouldn’t be too hard, I’ve been dealing with it now since August or September, it’s slightly sad that I don’t remember what month, when I think about it.

Classes start back on January 8th and I’m not all that excited, less than a month of a break isn’t long enough, I swear. Luckily I’m not taking 16 hours this semester, so I shouldn’t drive myself nuts this time around. I got my final grades for this semester today, 3 A’s and 1 B. That stupid Psychology class messed up my 4.0 because she just does NOT know how to teach. You don’t give a class a comprehensive final of 16 chapters with NO study guide whatsoever. That’s 700 pages damnit! Nor should the midterm and final make up half of your class grade. It leaves NO room for error. Not offering any extra credit ALSO sucks.

I feel like I’ve babbled too much already, but I kinda want to get things up to date, so to speak, so that I can start tomorrow without any backtracking for the most part.

Oh well, I’m tired, it’s not even 9pm and I really don’t give a damn right now.