Friday, August 1, 2008

Almost the weekend

So it's Friday afternoon, I have a million things that I need to do but I don't want to so I'm blogging. I've already read everyone else, e-mailed my friends and played an endless number of games online. Basically I'm bored. KEB is moving and can't talk to me, KT is obsessed with her new sidekick thingie and, apparently, I need more friends-lol.
More bullets:
  • Henry has to go to the vet in the morning to have his thyroid rechecked and get his yearly checkup and shots. That should be fun--me and 2 tiny little high school girls holding down an 85-lb dog who hates to be poked and prodded!
  • I have to buy new tires and I dread it--the last time I did it they were incredibly expensive and they still sucked.
  • My shoulder is KILLLING me. Bear dislocated it several times when he was younger and then I exaserbated the problem by carried a ton of books around in a backpack over that shoulder--the result is that I have serious arthritis in that shoulder and it hurts a lot sometimes.
  • I also have a headache--mostly that's because I need my B12 shot though--I'm getting it this afternoon.
  • I want a new phone in the worst way--I hate the touchscreen one that I have.
  • I need new pictures--I have resorted to using really old pictures as my myspace default but since I am private I like to change it periodically so that people who check my page obsessively (and aren't my friends) can see a little something new.
  • I want to get my ears re-pierced but the damn 2nd hole (the ones that were so off-center that I want redone) won't freakin grow up. I haven't worn earrings in them for 3 years--how long does it take?!
  • I think I'm going to paint my new bathroom lime green. I like wild colors.
  • KT has a new boy--he sounds interesting but I haven't bothered learning his name--once I meet him I will decide if he's worth remembering I suppose.
  • I need to be freelance writing
  • I just read my UAB newsletter and saw a picture of someone I use to know (an old....friend I suppose). Ahhhh nostalgia