Knuckle Down…
So the move is underway, I am buried beneath boxes, armed with a packing type roller and seriously unafraid to use it. Not only is it moving time but I am having to go through the boxes that I didn’t even open the last time I moved.. So I am taking the time now to declutter and donate. I am going to do an ‘easydoesit’ move, not wanting to do it all in one day. So with the physical declutter of my surroundings I attempted once more to arrange a meeting with the HairyKnuckle so that we can discuss between all of us an appropriate arrangement with regards to access for the girls. With the current NO ACCESS not being appropriate, of course. This was all spurred on as well by having just read in the Mercury how a Mother was put in Westville Prison ...
Hairy Stuff..
With all this cold weather we are experiencing, I find myself trying new and different ways to stay warm effectively. One of the problems I am faced with is the cold toilet seat. Going to the toilet normally results in a high pitched shriek from me as my tushie touches the cold seat followed by the ManGiggle from SexyG. It is quite a barbaric this practice of sitting on the loo to urinate, and I am once again considering learning how to stand and pee. The other thing I am looking into is the location of pubic hair.Why do we have hair on our genitals when our genitals have built in heaters anyway? Most of us wax it off anyway! Wouldn’t this hair be serving a better function if it was located on our feet or noses?? I obviously cannot talk for everyone...
Aaargh…
Have you ever been in a situation where you find yourself unable to talk to anyone about it? I am there at the moment. I am surrounded by people I can’t talk to. Not because they wont listen or wont try to help but because sometimes you just need your parents… Sometimes in moments like these all you need is your mom’s ear and a cup of tea while you just cry and talk armed with a box of tissues.. Like everything else in life, this too shall pass. I just am not able to ascertain as to how to do this effectively right now. I thought I had it all under control and have been going full steam ahead. I was fooling myself, in triplicate. Fucking sorry about the meltdown everyone.. I promise to re animate as soon as I can find the right button (and...
Happy VD..
Today is Voting Day here in the good ol’ SA.. People crawl out of their beds from far and wide to cast their tick on the person least likely to screw them over. Well, for some of us.. the rest are organising a braai to chill on yet ANOTHER frikken public holiday. I think we should all vote though.. and for those that DON’T vote should not be allowed the day off. Simple. Because the fact is that if you are not going to make the effort to at least make a difference in your community then you shouldn’t benefit from the event. And you must MOST certainly should not complain about your community or government or any bloody thing at all. In fact you should just shut the fuck up about everything. Because the elected individual does not only represent...
TMJ <– not a rapper..
Dentist said NO! to the GumGuard.. Well, first he said Yes.. then he said No <– after we tried to click my jaw closed. Can you say AWKWARD!? Instead he gave me a referral to a Maxillio face dude.. and said I need a Jaw-scan and help. So apparently the Maxillio dude will give me the Jaw-scan but for the other I need a shrink. So after I flipped him the bird for being a total and complete dickhead (laughed at me before assisting in the jaw closure) I took his referral slippy and that is where I am now. I am sitting here at my desk in tremendous pain that his aneasthetic did not cover during the molar repair. Next time I am asking for extra drugs to cover the TMJ pain. TMJ is a fucked up bullshit story condition that develops in neurotic bitches like myself...
Tracking..
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