This is not me.

So, once a week we make a shopping list for my mom, so she can get supplies for the shop. It's pretty much all she can do these days. She knows the words she puts together don't make sense anymore. She's remained "cheerfull" about it though, and she's always had a sweet innocence about her that's almost unbearable cute. We hand her the list and she says "You want me to go to Pepsi?" no appologies, no attempt to try again. That's just the way it is.

Yes, that is a dog butt on my foot. Hurricaine season is upon us, which means lots of "comfort time" with the whia. She's hiding in the bathroom right now and it's not even cloudy.

oy.

I gave blood yesterday... uh hooray for being a life saver and all that! :P I was planning on going to the movies like I do every Wednesday (free popcorn!) and I got a call from the blood bank, they needed my type, so off I went.

I felt fine, so fine that I didn't even bother eating my goldfish crackers (heh, I just got that. o.0) I was planning on pigging out on free popcorn and milkshakes soon anyway. We got to the ticket line and I started feeling kinda weak, so I sat down while Steve got the tickets. Right after walking in, I started feeling really weird again so we skipped the concessions and went straight to the theater. Good thing too. As soon as we got in the theater, everything started to get a little darker than normal, I felt fine, but my head felt weird and I noticed that Steve was completely holding me up and thought to myself about how he was overreacting, I was fine, there are some seats right there, I'll be fine once I sit down again.

I looked at the floor, it seemed... closer than normal, are those my legs all folded up? "Am I on the floor?" o.0 I looked over, Steve looked all panicy. I suddenly became aware that the last few moments had all been in slow movement, I feel like I had just said something, but I can't remember what happened or how I got on the floor. Apparently, I put my hand on the wall, to brace myself and just let go, after he realized he was holding me, he set me down on the floor, once I was there I said "Why is that old guy looking at me? ...am I on the floor?" :P I did remember saying that after he reminded me but it was all distorted.

I've never fainted before, and I was so embarrassed that it happened in front of a movie theater full of people! :P Luckily, I still had a bandage wrapped around my arm so I didn't look like a total druggy... although I swear one woman was giving me dirty looks as we walked out of the theater. Fucking Bitch.

I've seen it, I know it's here, but... where? Luckily he senses it's presence and is on the prowl. stalking. waiting. Oh yes, tonight it will die.

I'd already bent down and picked it up before realizing that's not an E, it's an M. In my defence, it was lavender with turquoise font, hardly what you'd expect to see. :$

I don't think I've ever mentioned it, but the view from out drive-thru is beautiful. Ok, it's a retention pond, but still, it attracts some of the best "birdage" that Florida has to offer.


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In the year 2006 I resolve to: Cause more road rage. Get your resolution here

ha! I think I've already done quite enough of that, thankyouverymuch! :D