The Perfect Sunday

What a nice day it was today. Spent it cruising around the city, wind in my face, hair aflutter, riding bitch on the back of a motorcycle. A nice big boy to wrap my arms around, skulls on the sides of my borrowed helmet, shucking all forms of responsibility...can it get any better than that? We went to the adobe inn for breakfast beers, then back to the city for a delicious lunch at the riv lounge (who would have thought?) Very nice. Turns out I don't mind riding bitch sometimes, gives you the freedom of being able to watch the world around you, which is extra cool when you are essentially totally exposed and wide open to the elements. Nice one dude, again, who would have thought?

Nice One

They fucking rocked...WOW. Wow, wow, wow, that was hot. And D didn't come cause he was scared of me, and fair enough, he should be at this point. All the strength he loved and hated me for is back, all the things I let him take from me are returning too...fuck you pussy, really.
Meanwhile back at the ranch, what happens if you slip something through the slot thqt may change things as you know them? What happens then? Who really knows the answer to that one, I guess we wait and see...

Wasn't that a Party

Oh my birthday was sooo much fun! Who would have thought I could learn the macarena on my 33rd birthday? We danced, we sang, we drank and we laughed our asses off. I'll say it again, I have some of the best friends one could possibly have, it was good times. Almost makes it okay that my mom didn't give me a birthday present, or even mention the thought of giving me one...oh well, add it to the list.

Oh Yeah Baby!

Ain't no sweeter relief than handing in all my completed assignments. Today was a productive day, and I am fucking done funeral school! (except for those 2 pesky finals next week)I admit I almost threw in the towel a few times today, but with the incredible help of my pals chocolate bunny, coffee and cigarettes, I managed to pull it out of my ass...YAY ME!!!
And yeah, for all you buttheads out there who never responded to my birthday invitation, you better hurry. The party is tomorrow night, or technically tonight I guess, depends how you look at it. Either way, it's sounding like it may be some fun. 8:30 at the Colonial, be there or be an asshead...ha ha ha ha ha

Tis so True

What can I say, I am but a beast.
Who's to say that the rules apply?
Attraction must follow some unspoken path.

lovely

I love my friends

They're awesome.
We just had a kick ass dinner party in celebration of my birthday. It turns out though that besides all that, the food was delicious, the laughter was bouncing off the walls, and the girls are all back up on their feet.
I just had a scary thought though...this is the first time in history that Sam, Nicki and I are all single AT THE SAME TIME. Look out world, it only gets better from here, the only way we can go from the bottom is up, and me thinks we are all on the train to the sky. Us beautiful, intelligent and thoughtful women deserve to finally have what we deserve to have. We've all had our turn at nurturing the mentally damaged, and beaten the dead horse to the ground so to speak. Spring is a great time for new growth, and even though the weight of the world has been, is and will continue to be on my shoulders, it's ok. I can carry it, and I know that my girls can too. Is this what 33 is going to be, all adult and brilliant like? Sounds good, I'll take it, in fact I may even have seconds...who knows.

Although I wonder why no one has responded to my birthday invitation. Do I scare people? Did they not notice how secretly creative that invitation was? What???
Meanwhile the phrase "dropping the baby at the finish line" won't seem to leave my head. I got an extension on an essay due last week, and it was supposed to be handed in friday night by midnight. Issue's anyone? 1 week left of school yet sooo much homework to finish...ugghhh. No point in jeopardizing myself though, I can't wait to become a funeral director. I love the whole process and the variety of lives involved. So maybe I should get out of here whilst I am feeling so damn typative and go and finsih the damn essay...ok then.

Yee Haw!

16 more days of school, many major assignments due, 2 exams, and that's all folks!
Oh yeah, and 4 days till my birthday, YAY!

Happy Fuckin Easter

Waking up a little pissy this this morning, it being Easter and all. Whatever right, it's just another overcommercialized holiday that somewhere along the line went from being about Jesus, to being all about bunnies and chocolate and eggs. The thing that sticks in my head is that holidays like this should be about family, the gathering of people you consider to be family. I guess that explains my top of the morning pissiness, the lack of feeling like I actually belong to a family at all. I got a message from my brother last night saying that he is flying in this morning for my grandpa's funeral tomorrow, but today he will be in Humboldt spending Easter with our family. Now my mom metioned something about this the other day, she didn't invite me mind you, or even bother to ask what my plans were, but she mentioned it. She didn't mention my birthday next week either, but we'll save that one for another day. Which leads us back to my current mood. I'm not saying they had any obligation to invite me, but really, it might have been nice to be considered. So here I sit, Easter morning, no signs of the easter bunny here, for my kids are at their dad's. I drink coffee and smoke numerous cigarettes and wonder how to spend my glorious easter...maybe a little homework, maybe some laundry, or maybe I could go hang out with my ex and his mother as that is the only remotely close to holiday spirit invitation I have received. Hmmm...family.
On a brighter note though, our trip to Moose Jaw yesterday was excellent. Just me and Nicki on the open road with the sun shining. We played pool, we ate Thai food, we swam blissfully in the mineral waters with the cool open air on our faces, and even managed to take in a testosterone filled live UFC fight in a really cool old hotel bar surrounded by fellas of all shapes and sizes. I didn't even mind the half-drunk dark drive home, the night was full of stars galore. Refreshing really, and good thing too, cause I have a feeling it's going to be a long week.