So I’m writing this post on Tuesday night, and I’ll probably post it Wednesday night, as I’m too tired to grab the phone line, connect to the internet and wait for all of that to get going so I can post.

First I want to say, this sucks having to fast before a blood test.  It’s not much of a problem right now, because I’m getting ready for bed.  In the morning it will really suck though because I can’t even drink my morning glass of milk.  I’m relegated to water, and that’s it.  So tentatively I’m going to go to bed, get up, drink water instead of milk, go to my Weight Watchers meeting and then go get this damn dumb test for my cholesterol.  Then I’m going to hit the store, pick up something fantastically yummy for lunch and go home and eat it like I’ve not eaten in a year.

I so am not looking forward to this blood test.  I HATE having blood drawn.  It always hurts, and they have trouble finding my veins so they end up having to do it through my hand which hurts even more.  At least I don’t bruise all crazy, but STILL!  What’s worse, I have to suck it up and not be a big baby, as I have to go alone.  At least if my husband could go with me I could distract myself on him.  I tend to become a chatter box if nobody else is there with me because I work so hard to distract myself.  See, aside from it hurting, I HATE looking at the needle as it goes in.  I can look afterwards, but not before.  It’s messed up, but its one of my little quirks.

I saw a quote in the wrapper of a Dove chocolate I was just eating.  It was pretty good, and I thought I’d share.  The quote was:  “Give your life some life:  Stop planning and start doing.”  I think that’s really good, and true.  So many of us (myself included) sit and ponder about what they’re going to do to change things, we get all hyped up about it and then nothing happens.  Why spend so much time just THINKING about what you can do, just go out and DO it.  Start the process at least, depending on what it is!  So yeah, I just wanted to share that.

I’m listening to something that’s sort of freaking me out, but it’s funny because it’s so bizarre.  I don’t know what it’s from (Funny Farm?) and it’s this song where this weirdo is singing “They’re coming to take me away, they’re coming to take me away, they’re coming to take me to the funny farm ….” And it goes on.  The tones of this dude’s voice, the background music, all very creepy when one is preparing to go to bed!  Ah, but that Scotsman has fixed it!  Now I’m listening to The Scotsman(AKA Under The Scotsman’s Kilt), awesome drinkin’ song … you wouldn’t believe how many times myself and my group of friends have drunkenly slurred this song together, arms on shoulders and attempting to dance with it.  It is a riot, completely.  In fact, that brings me to another thing I want to do.  I think tomorrow I might burn a few CDs, make some drinking mixes.  I’ve got some utterly awesome music to use for it, the kind of stuff that’s best for when you’re drinking and makes for an awesome time.  He he he, my BIL is going to LOVE “Barbie Girl” by Aqua.  Then of COURSE we have to have Cotton Eye Joe, that’s a staple … and many more of course.

Of course, if I’m going to make these drinking mixes we’ll need to have a night we’re going to drink.  So I’m thinking now, if we’ve got enough cash to spare, I might go find a cheapie CD player to get for the clubhouse.  Then it’s time to call all our friends and tell ‘em we’re drinking in the clubhouse.  It’s been SO long since we got everybody together.  I think it’d be awesome to do, and really, since I skipped a really long, good, happy drunk for my birthday (YES, I did drunk blog, I was drunk, just not enough, lol), I’m really ready for one of those.  I wanna go spend like $100 on booze and drink damn near all of it … including whatever I have in reserve.  No, I’m not gonna give myself alcohol poisoning, nor cheat and buy expensive liquor … I drink it over a prolonged period of time, and generally share … soooo yeah.  Now that I’ve made myself out to sound like some kind of booze hound, I think I’ll stop talking about it.

One other thing I wanted to share:  Ta ra ra boom de ay, did you get yours today?  I got mine yesterday!  That’s why I walk this way.

Also:  This is a test of the Emergency Moron System.  Had there been a real moron in the room, you would have seen a small mushroom cloud where the idiot had been standing.

And of course:  “….now there’s just one less worthless man around.  A man who doesn’t have the guts to survive in the real world because they’re afraid the world will find out how small his penis is!”