Dawn's Digression.
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
I think I had a dream about my dream woman last night.
Not really, but I did think about her a couple of times. Hhhhhhhot.
On the way in to work this morning, I thought of all kinds of things to share, but now that I'm here I can't think what those things are. It's too bad I can't just call a phone number and talk to a machine and have it update my blog. Well, they do have that, but you'd have to listen to it, and I don't want you to hear my Minnie Mouse voice. AND I don't want to pay extra.
Last week I wanted a hamburger for lunch while at work. It was the biggest ordeal. I had to drive too far, park in a parking garage, get out of the truck, take an elevator, and walk through a building just to get to Wendy's. Then I had to pay for parking in the garage. Pissed. The hamburger was good and all, I just didn't think it was all THAT good. Ya know? I hate Las Colinas. Hate it. Fucking uppity ass Wendy's. And of course on the way back to the office I saw a Subway right on the street. Mmmm. Subway.
You remember me saying I was losing weight? Yeah, notsomuch. I have encountered some stressors in my life that have caused me to eat like a rackin' frackin' hog. It's disgusting. I eat cookies for breakfast. Peanut M&Ms for breakfast. God, that's nasty. Maybe typing that out will make me stop. I haven't had the powdered donuts in several days, I'm proud to say.
I have been riding an emotional roller coaster the last week. It's been awful. I'll give you the weekend in a nutshell:
Friday: Manic. Wanted to send Michele birthday flowers. Her birthday is in July.
Friday evening: Angry. Oh my God, the anger. I had to take a Xanax and tell Michele that if I yell at her to just let it roll off because it has nothing to do with her.
Saturday: I had a majors meeting at school. I was mostly okay. In the afternoon I became pretty sad and kept wanting to cry.
Sunday: Manic. Went to Target, spent almost FOUR hundred dollars. (Several items are on the kitchen table awaiting return.)
Monday: Depressed. Cried like a baby. Left work at 11, unable to cope. Went home, slept four hours, even skipping school, and then went to bed again at 10.
Tuesday: Pretty numb. This is good considering the past few days.
The only real problem with the above is skipping school. I skipped stats and I have homework due today at 5:30. I tried to do it last night and just got frustrated. I did two problems on the first of four pages. Now I have to find a way to do this at lunch or between 5 and 5:30. SUCKS.
In happy news, part of the $400 at Target included a new bicycle. I love it! I've only been on it once because I bought it Sunday, and I haven't had time since. She is purdy! Silver with light blue accents. I rode her to the park on Sunday, and we had a nice time. I was swinging on a swing. I get kinda nauseated when I swing. What a freak.
Saturday I bought new tenny shoes. They're Sketchers. They're blue. They're fabulous. And they match my bicycle. I'm in love with my shoes.
I have listened to nothing but IG for two weeks now. While I listen, I think all sorts of (un)interesting things to blog about. Then I forget what it is. I think I need some serious alone time with the computer. It has gotten to the point where my computer at home is such a pain I can't bear to turn it on. I really don't have the time to, anyway.
Not really, but I did think about her a couple of times. Hhhhhhhot.
On the way in to work this morning, I thought of all kinds of things to share, but now that I'm here I can't think what those things are. It's too bad I can't just call a phone number and talk to a machine and have it update my blog. Well, they do have that, but you'd have to listen to it, and I don't want you to hear my Minnie Mouse voice. AND I don't want to pay extra.
Last week I wanted a hamburger for lunch while at work. It was the biggest ordeal. I had to drive too far, park in a parking garage, get out of the truck, take an elevator, and walk through a building just to get to Wendy's. Then I had to pay for parking in the garage. Pissed. The hamburger was good and all, I just didn't think it was all THAT good. Ya know? I hate Las Colinas. Hate it. Fucking uppity ass Wendy's. And of course on the way back to the office I saw a Subway right on the street. Mmmm. Subway.
You remember me saying I was losing weight? Yeah, notsomuch. I have encountered some stressors in my life that have caused me to eat like a rackin' frackin' hog. It's disgusting. I eat cookies for breakfast. Peanut M&Ms for breakfast. God, that's nasty. Maybe typing that out will make me stop. I haven't had the powdered donuts in several days, I'm proud to say.
I have been riding an emotional roller coaster the last week. It's been awful. I'll give you the weekend in a nutshell:
Friday: Manic. Wanted to send Michele birthday flowers. Her birthday is in July.
Friday evening: Angry. Oh my God, the anger. I had to take a Xanax and tell Michele that if I yell at her to just let it roll off because it has nothing to do with her.
Saturday: I had a majors meeting at school. I was mostly okay. In the afternoon I became pretty sad and kept wanting to cry.
Sunday: Manic. Went to Target, spent almost FOUR hundred dollars. (Several items are on the kitchen table awaiting return.)
Monday: Depressed. Cried like a baby. Left work at 11, unable to cope. Went home, slept four hours, even skipping school, and then went to bed again at 10.
Tuesday: Pretty numb. This is good considering the past few days.
The only real problem with the above is skipping school. I skipped stats and I have homework due today at 5:30. I tried to do it last night and just got frustrated. I did two problems on the first of four pages. Now I have to find a way to do this at lunch or between 5 and 5:30. SUCKS.
In happy news, part of the $400 at Target included a new bicycle. I love it! I've only been on it once because I bought it Sunday, and I haven't had time since. She is purdy! Silver with light blue accents. I rode her to the park on Sunday, and we had a nice time. I was swinging on a swing. I get kinda nauseated when I swing. What a freak.
Saturday I bought new tenny shoes. They're Sketchers. They're blue. They're fabulous. And they match my bicycle. I'm in love with my shoes.
I have listened to nothing but IG for two weeks now. While I listen, I think all sorts of (un)interesting things to blog about. Then I forget what it is. I think I need some serious alone time with the computer. It has gotten to the point where my computer at home is such a pain I can't bear to turn it on. I really don't have the time to, anyway.
Dawn, 8:05 AM
