Waiting on MD to get home from work. Always. Waiting.
Have my appt with Becky tomorrow. So does MB2. We’ll see how that shit goes. I sooooooo wish I could be there in that room with him. Gawd knows what tales of woe he is going to tell her. Geezus. I can hear it now.
Man, I thought I knew makeup, but I looked through some tips today when I was bored, and then I applied the tips, and damn – did it make a difference. I couldn’t believe how different I could look just by applying this or smudging that. Kinda cool. I’d take a picture if I wasn’t so fucking ugly and disgusted with myself.
By the way – I made it through 17 minutes today. My tummy wasn’t feeling very well and as a result, I wasn’t able to keep going. It was more of the same though. Her moving at the speed of light, and me over there just doing my own thing. I would simply practice a move over and over while she was combining shit, and when she got back to the other side, I would join along until it got hard again, and then I’d wing it. I’m glad no one was watching me. My wing it is surely a sight to behold. Shaking this and scrunching that. Kicking when my unbalanced ass should NOT be kicking. I have almost fallen 3 times. Maybe I am just too uncoordinated. Tomorrow is a rest day, so Thursday that bitch will be mine. I wish I could watch with eyes in the back of my head so I could face the same way she is. Then I could do it. I’m serious, I am utterly brain dead when it comes to learning moves. No rhythm at all. Pathetic.
Didn’t get the purse because of the storm, but the mom of the other boy has it all and said we’ll meet up tomorrow. I want MD with me in a public place so she or he doesn’t decide to brain me to death. I’m such a doomsday bitch.
MS has surgery tomorrow. Hysterwhatever and some adhesion shit and ….. something else? MS? I can’t remember. She also needs another blood transfusion during the surgery. Home girl can’t keep any blood to save her life. Home girl has had more than her share of shit storms, and I hope that this gives her some peace in that area of her life anyway. CHemo fucked up her cycles. You live through several months straight of Dot. No thanks. Anyway – keep her in your thoughts please. Surgery is supposed to take awhile but I can’t remember why. I’m so worthless.
Snow days screw me all up. What day is it?
It’s 7 already? I need my bath. Kids need their bath. Guess I should waddle my ass out of here and get shit done.