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Wednesday, 08 June 2005 14:34:11
Yeah...I do it a lot...Just open my mouth and say (or type) the wrong thing... "The next one of you slanty eyed fuckers that calls me Goat-Eye is gonna get a face full of angry American!" On the streets of Seoul, Korea (Hey, they were being racists...why couldn't I?) "So, how pregnant is that heiffer?" "She's not pregnant!" Conversation between me and my wife, concerning a friend of hers. "You know, our son kinda looked like Lon Chaney in The Phantom of the Opera when he was first born." Yeah...this went over well with my wife. "And, when you get done with those things, come see me...we have a lot more to do." (Bowing) "Yes, my liege." Not the right thing to do to a Tech Sergeant that's already mad at you. "Your brother slept with my sister!" "Good for him. If you want to get back at him, I'll be over there." She huffed and walked off. Apparently my brother made quite a name for himself after I left town. "Your little brother slept with my girlfriend!" "Sucks to be you. You might want to go talk to that girl over there." Again, the same thing, only, I almost got my ass handed to me for this. "So, what should I do? Kill myself?" "I don't care what you do, but don't kill yourself. Wait til I get back in town if you're going to do that." This conversation took place roughly ten minutes after I found out my ex-wife was sleeping around. I had evidence. When I got back to town, it was to find that my house was ABSOLUTELY empty, save for my clothes. "Why does everyone have to say that they're Irish." "I AM half-Irish! Oh, shut up and have a scone or something." The group I went to Seoul with ended up talking to a group of teachers from the UK and other parts of the world. The English and Australian women were mean as hell. The Irish woman was very nice, though.
Wednesday, 08 June 2005 14:40:37
My lovely wife, Skissable to those who have met her here, just returned from her latest ultrasound appointment. The baby is doing excellently, having all fingers & toes, a strong heart beat, and as the ultrasound technician said... a you know what "standing proudly forth". His first name will be Connor, and his middle will be Lee to commemorate my father. I'm fairly excited right now. - 'Ski
Wednesday, 08 June 2005 15:48:15
Hey saw some rumors floating around about a possible June 25th screenings. Any of these true or does anyone know if it is true when the tickets would go on sale, I got a small band of Browncoats that I converted here and would love to go. Thanks folks.
Wednesday, 08 June 2005 16:18:01
I am SO tired today. I feel like a zombie that got hit by a bus. I usually have trouble sleeping. I have to take various herbs that help me sleep since those over the counter sleep aids tend to make me groggy all day long. I've had insomnia since college, it comes and goes, I never know when it'll strike. Last night I was so tired from weeks of not getting enough sleep, so I went to bed a bit early. I was very excited at the prospect of getting more than 8hrs. But I woke up around 2:30am to a HUGE thunderstorm. It was raining so hard it sounded like machine guns were being fired at my house. There may have been hail, I'm not sure. My cat spends his nights on our screened in porch. He wants to be wild so that's as close as he gets. But he is terrified of thunder, so I had to get up and let him in. He was in near hysterics. He had to curl up in bed with me for awhile until he calmed down and then he ran around the house crying whenever it thundered (for such a large cat, he's really quite a baby.) I just couldn't fall asleep after that. My mind was racing with so many different thoughts: what do I need to do tomorrow, what should I wear, what should I pack for lunch, what is the answer to life, the universe and everything (oh, wait, I know that one.) I could not turn my brain off. I was so exhausted I wanted to cry. I did eventually fall asleep, and I slept for a couple of hours before my cat woke me up again, this time because the storm was over and he wanted back outside (the beast!). I let myself sleep in an extra half hour and gave up my morning walk, but all I really did was lie in bed with my eyes closed, pleading with sleep to give me just 10 minutes of it's time. What I hate most about having insomnia is that it is so hard to be productive during the day. I become sleep obsessed; it's all I can think about. I have so many things I want to do, but I just can't drudge up the energy to do them. I don't give 100% at work, I let things slide at home. I'm grouchy all the time (and I hate being grouchy) and my mind wanders... Anybody out there one of those sleep doctors who wants to do a study on me and fix me? I would not be opposed to that.