carter + cake.

these pictures aren't turning out very clearly on blogspot. if anybody would like to see more party photos, i could e-mail them to you. i am also going to print out some of the mom pics for framing and/or blackmail.

mom's tattoo.

i hate texas.

i have so much to say, but not anywhere near enough energy to write it all out tonight. i just wanted to tell you guys about texas. on friday's layover, i fell on the skylink and scraped my ankle along the carpeted floor. that thing is like an amusement park ride, minus the fun.

and then on the way home today, i was walking all business and efficient-like towards my gate when i fell on my back. my feet were literally pulled out from under me. i was thankful for my backpack, or else i would've hit my head. two people stopped and asked if i was okay. i was in a daze for a second and couldn't answer right away, then i said "yes" and burst into tears. i ran away from them. er, well, i tried to run, but couldn't due to the aforementioned large backpack, the [fairly humongous] carry-on suitcase, sweater & purse. i went behind a corner and cried my little exhausted eyes out.

don't be fooled, though, it was a good weekend. i just hate texas (and the feeling is mutual).

more tomorrow, plus pictures.

i'm leavin'.

i still have a list of things to do before i leave for SFO at 3:30 a.m. (the first scheduled airporter). the laundry is done and some of my things are still in a bag from housesitting, so it won't be all that difficult to finish up.

i need to pack my suitcase, collect my ishuffle and itinerary, make sure i have the cash, credit card & the instructions from marc printed out, and then i will be on my way. on my way to bed, that is, for a short time before my horrifically early departure. what am i talking about...?!? i absolutely love waking up in the middle of the night and heading towards the airport! it will be an adventure.

last night was really fun. ann & jim and i went to the black cat for open mic. i'm not used to a small bar where i can't move around and act silly, but the music was awesome and the crowd was cool. then jim and i went to zebulon's, my absolute favorite place, and had two drinks? at least, i recall it being two drinks. i ran into some old friends and couldn't sit still. and i couldn't stop laughing! very cool.

i kill myself!

Dominik: i'm gonna shower then i'm going to call kaiser
Dominik: see if they want to see me
annette: alrighty. do i get to go to the hospital with you?!
annette: i'd totally accompany you.
annette: hospitals! yum.
annette: hospitals! get in muh belly.
Dominik: you can come if you want
Dominik: it's not very fun though
annette: yaaaaaaaay
Dominik: they'll probably wanna do a same day if it's chest pains
annette: we'll make it fun, dork.
Dominik: then i can get more inhaler medication and nose spray
Dominik: it's gross
Dominik: old people pee on the seats; i swear
annette: i have ten bucks. we'll paint the hospital red. WITH BLOOD!
Dominik: you're nuts; i loooooooove
Dominik: *it
Dominik: ok i'm going to call kaiser and then i'm going to shower then i'll call your ass

mo' money, mo' problems.

or should i say, NO money, mo' problems? anyway.

i spent the afternoon sorting through credit information. i bought a credit report from equifax detailing all of my past credit hell, and i am writing down collection agency phone numbers and addresses, as well as minimum payments and outstanding balances. i am going to try and put together some sort of spread sheet to keep it all organized. ideally, i will be able to set up automatic payments with each agency and put my debt behind me. of course, it is going to take time and money management, cutting back on eating out, no crappy magazines, no frivolous purchases.

much to my surprise, i didn't cry or stomp around the house. and i didn't go to the fridge and try to look for something, anything, to eat. this is all going to work out just as long as i stick to it and keep everything immaculately recorded. like i told mom and she reinforced, this is going to be SO worth it.

i would like to own a house someday. i am planning on painting the bathroom a bright sky blue with yellow towels and the bedroom a deep purple. i will write up a contract, and if my future husband cannot meet my color demands, i'll be like, "fine! no marriage in vegas with an elvis impersonator officiating for YOU!"

dom helped me download lime wire pro, and now i'm downloading music for free. free is good, esp. taking the above credit woes into account.

wednesday.

the last few days have sort of blurred together, despite getting some pretty important stuff done. look at that sentence! "sort of," "pretty important," "stuff." damn. you guys read me because of my descriptive language, right? i thought so.

the baby shower invites are going out this afternoon. they're adorable.

today, i made contact with both the us department of education and the franchise tax board. the us dept. of ed. is sending me info. on automatic payments from my checking account, and i let them know i'm unemployed and receiving benefits, which gives me a little bit of slack in their eyes. the ca tax board wanted me to pay them on income i made in oregon in 2003, but i explained it to them and it turns out i filled out the wrong form? or oregon sent them my info. because of my ca residency. no matter, it has been figured out and i will be sending them a new form within a week.

housesitting at ann & jim's is going well. dom came over to watch a movie (spirited away) and bindy followed me all around the house. if it were not for her short body and hair, i would have thought she was lucy. she cuddled up with me on the couch and wanted to cuddle up on the bed, too. i said "go lie down" and she understood. bindy also went crazy when i was watering the plants at 11pm last night. was it just me, or was it freaking firey hot yesterday?!?

me? again, i thought so. i always call these things spot on!

dom made bleu cheese burgers and we had chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream for dessert. don't call us health freaks. or, call us health freaks and be WRONG.

what else? just a couple weeks before mom's big party. and 13 days until her tattoo appointment. mom is going to be sitting in the chair, not able to move an inch, and i am going to take pictures. ben and kim, do you want to go with us?

sunday.

dom & i went to see top gun at the rialto midnight showing last night. i remember liking it more when i was 8. the soundtrack bothered me, and tom cruise is not! hot!!

we laughed at the kissing scene between tommy and that mcgillis chick. tongue, shadows, tongue, more tongue, rose on the pillow, shitty music, tight jeans, shades, motorcycle getaway.

staying awake at 2:30 a.m. is not easy for me. dom said thanks for not letting him fall asleep behind the wheel. i am more than happy not to let my driver crash his car.

fast forward to the simpsons episode tonight. homer is passenger-ing his way to fat camp...

mystery man: give me half of your cheeseburger.
homer: no.
mystery man: i could kill us!
homer: (mouth full) i'd rather die!

marbles: officially lost.

the housesitting chronicles.

i've been at ben and kim's place since early yesterday afternoon.

i ate some ice cream. in an effort to get back at ben for all the childhood guacamole hoarding, i ate his guac. sorry, dude, but not really. cali and i have been cuddling. bailey and timmy have been visiting. they like me, they really like me!

hold on, cali wants to say something...

"it has been 21 hours since my parents abandoned me. i don't know what's going on. who is this chick? help."

we're watching live 8. i never would have anticipated a vh1 broadcast giving me the chills. i want to be there in the middle of it all.

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