come make me pure
feed me a cure

<3 James’ voice!

Let me paint you a picture. Imagine I am pouring myself some soda and accidentally drop the 2 liter bottle.. on the living room carpet. Now, imagine I pick it up at lightning speed but it is a particularly fizzy soda and I have not enough time to put the cap back on before it starts fizzing everywhere. Imagine me lunging toward the bathroom because it has the closest sink and setting down the bottle in it, while replacing the cap on the now-full-of-fizz bottle while still retaining most of the soda inside.

Imagine I walk back to the living room with a towel to assess the damage: ocean on the floor, drops of soda on the floor, entertainment center, random boxes, the table and – oh no! – my pizza, the cover of which I had not yet replaced. )=

Imagine me returning to the bathroom so I can put away said bottle of soda to find that it sprayed all over the floor, the tub, the closet door and, yes, the toilet seat (because my roommate never puts down the lid.) Imagine I don’t realize this until I sit down because I’ve had to pee like crazy since before first spilling the soda.

Imagine that I was barefoot and my feet are now sticky. Imagine after jumping in the (soda covered) tub half clothed to rinse them off, I am drying them and drop my clean towel in a pool of soda on the bathroom floor I had failed to clean up.

Imagine my ultimate displeasure at this situation!

-shakes fist at sky*
Damn you!

I’ve uploaded a new song for you to download here.

Did you know that my favourite park in all of Wausau is one without swings? How can that be, you ask?! Simple: it has a great view. I love that little park which overlooks the Wisconsin river, of of Stuart Avenue. I can’t recall the name but it’s such a nice place to stop.

I took a walk today for, what else, food. It might be silly but there’s nothing material which comes close to bringing me the pleasure that Mt Dew and bourbon chicken do. I just appreciate rich tastes, I think.

On my way I stopped at said park. The girl leaning against the brown poll and sitting on the short, stone wall whose stones had had the vision of wooden grains in her stocking feet because her boots were kicked off several feet away, was me. It was delightful.

It’s such a beautiful day today and I long to be out while the sun shines, to take walks and go places and spend time with people and laugh and smile and be in touch with nature rather than locked in this prison, my bedroom, all the time. Alas, damned third shift!

But as time progressed, June is coming sooner. Ashley and I packed up a box of her stuff and I’ll add more to that so that, when the lease is up, Wendy and I won’t have much to pack up besides our stuff. We could probably make due with paper plates and plastic cups, even, to make it easier. Hey, that’s a good idea!

Speaking of Wendy – I miss her. I miss my fun, silly, childish, cute Wenny the wainbow wemur. -sigh* Moving in with people, is not such a good idea. First because my friends don’t make the best roommates and secondly because it’s so difficult to be mean to them when need be and last, because I’m always looking for someone to blame, someone with whom I can be angry and I take this out on my friends-become-roommates. I don’t know who’s right anymore, or even if anyone should be right.

I hope after this is all done, we can go back to being good friends because I am most certain she’s avoiding me. I knocked on her door to ask her to pay the bills, and she did so as I was rummaging in my room for stamps and I came back to her door shut tightly and the checks on the table.

I missed the mailman and ran out of stamps, anyway. Than I took a quick walk to the grocery store to buy stamps (I had to buy something else to get cash back first, anyway) and their stamp machine is broken! A fine time, I tell you. But browing the USPS web site I found some reaaaallly cute stamps: here and here. I’ll have to buy stamps from the machine at work tonight to mail our bills in, sort of , on time but I can buy these for later.

It is sleepy time soon!

but I do not.

Currently, I have 3 prescriptions: a sleep aid to help prevent headaches, a painkiller to stop headaches and birth control. I could never swallow pills before and the day I was able to take Advil was miraculous; it signified an end of the unbearable headache era and I was happy.

But now, I feel quite like a pill popper. Instead of a few Advils here and there, it’s at least one pill daily plus pain killers as needed. I say at least because I really don’t take the sleep aid anymore, but that was supposed to be daily as well. It’s really not all that much, it just seems like it because I’ve lived without them for so long. And I’m not even taking a vitamin or anything, even though I know I should.

However, this is not about how I am an addict (Kidding about that last bit); this is about my current birth control pill. I was given Ortho-tri-cyclen and couldn’t start it anyway because my period eluded me that month.

On O-T-C, I experienced worsened headaches, spotting, acne and cramps. I was willing to give it several months but since I’d already had headaches, Family Planning wanted my doctor’s suggestion and he suggest Progestin-only BC so when I went in to refill my prescription, I started Ortho Micronor and the headaches, as well as every other side effect, disappeared!

However, in order for Tricare to cover my BC, they must call it in to a pharmacy and they prefer that I use a generic version. Family Planning had no problem with that so, I started my third month and my third type of BC around a week ago. This time, we’re going with Errin and to hell with what the FDA says about generics being the same – I’m not too fond of it, already.

This last week has been acne laden and the past few days have been cramp-filled. Did I mention that I’m spotting again? Yay. No headaches which is a plus and since I already have another pack for next month, too, I’ll just deal with these and see if the side effect lighten up. Otherwise, it’s back to Micronor for me and fuck the insurance company.

More than I’m sure most of you needed to hear, but I’m really not having an easy time of this. -sigh*

Don’t even get my started on my stove. (I’ll probably go into that later.)

Were someone to ask me right now “How are you?” I would have no choice but to answer “Fan-fucking-tastic!” I haven’t felt this great in years.

As a side note, I’ve updated the guess the movie and the guess the lyric pages and uploaded a new song for your downloading pleasure.