fillibuster

am i the worst friend ever or what???

i just dont have any energy.....

sorry

i'm going to ripley, sucka-- ain't nothin you can do

...so for my issues in human diversity class we're required to engage in an activity outside our personal culture, e.g. going to ripley to check out the underground railroad houses. it will be interesting and educational.... albeit out of the time period ((out of context?? maybe??))

i could go to a synagouge, but i'd honestly prefer the daytrip down the ohio...

current activity:: viewing live free or die hard, ten minutes in and already with the explosions:::

well, alright.

anti-holiday

i officially did not celebrate thanksgiving today, horray-- instead my little family stayed home-- bug ran around in circles and ruby tuesday's provided dinner....

i think i actually relaxed for once...

and what happened to chinese restaurants being open on american holidays??? i wanted some tofu and spring rolls... wtf?

anyway.. check out my new specs.... how diggable is this?

nurse mandy

mominlaw not doing so hot... practiced a bit of infirmary on her today....
intense, and i'm not so prepared-- talk about a throw-off

le sigh...

she should be sleeping, buglet too...

what i really wanted was indian, but alas... and my next choice was chinese takeout (really thai, but alas...) so now i settle for larosas, and since i abhor speaking to anyone on the phone (did i mention i detest such a thing) i order online, it was almost...empyrean.....

bluh.

maybe this is the delivery boy now...

thursday

back in school. finally....

it feels like it has been much longer than a few months, but thats true for almost anything-- miles are longer, words have more syllables.

in my cultural diversity class today we learned that every agent has a target for oppression.... in sociology we discussed what issues we would like to explore, such as child abuse and suicide....

i don't know what i'm doing. i don't know what TO do, except be here, in these classes and take what i can from them, you know-- make myself smart. how i LONG for an honours course-- i LONG to be challenged.

i feel as if i am wading in mediocrity and expecting it to make me feel better. people get me all wrong (m.z.d. "ALLWAYS")
so what now? a horoscope told me that "perhaps your presence is intimidating"

really??

i believe i come off as akward and shy, to which my husby agreed, and said "So unlike when i first met you. You were bouncy. You had the attitude of 'Hey, I'm Mandy, so Fuck Off..."

now i am quiet, reserved, often speechless. serious. weathered.

whatever.

i can't figure out what the change is or was that lead to this type of silence.

on the other hand i am speaking up for myself more, taking control of my mind and body, shedding this victim cloak-- i am working out at school (mostly aerobics, a little weight lifting), i'm not smoking cigarettes (as much-- i quit buying packs, but will have one at work occasionally if i'm offered), it's weird. i'm choosing tea over coffee.

i'm being boring (p.s.b.) heh.

moxy out::: moxy come, moxy go.

but, it is decided that bigger glasses are in order-- eye frames the size of saucers, yes, and silk scarves and cuckoo clocks and cookie jars...

thats me.

well, here you go

buglet is poxless, which is some of the best news in a while.

i start school in a week and I still haven't signed over my kidney for some text books.

if the world ends in 2012 i want to be in a boat on a lake with my family.

i need new glasses-- but i bought some baba ganouj today and i feel like its time to have it.

happy .n.e.w. year

yesterday...

woke up thinking the buglet had the .p.o.x.-- what a crank!! (????)
fed her and to no avail; showed little to no interest in pumpkin carving, even after eating some .g.u.t.s.

i tired quickly of her attitude and sent her to bed. i expected her to reset after a good nap.

no.

so she had an oatmeal bath that was particularly inconvenient for her, and took to throwing a variety of objects before she crescendoed with a nuclear whistle only an infant can muster and fell to the floor.

she went quickly to bed and remained there for several hours... wether she slept or not is unknown.

derrick and i made our dinner, and i made a pumpkin pie that-- (in addition to being VEGAN), I felt-- was scrumptuous, and very TRADITIONAL, but unfortunatley disagreed with the tastebuds of my husband.

it was a somber day. this past year has left me feeling very tired,,, ,,,,and the road is long and steep.

this is the end of something.