Still can't sleep, and now that I am showered, and got all the iodine from surgry off, I feel better.

NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS!

1. I promise to not squander my every paycheck.

2. I will try to be nicer to everyone in the house.....walk out the door and thats a whole other ballgame.

3. I WILL do laundry at any opportunity given! And I will NOT allow the pile to grow higher than myself!

4. I will cease stealing Stevens socks because I can not find mine....
..............er................................uh....................
more than once a week.

5. When I go to the grocery store, I will stop thinking in terms of whats the easiest to prepare and eat, and think more about whats healthy for me.

6. I will cut back my coffee.

7. I will stop being afraid and just get the stupid drivers license.

8. I will stop being overly protective of Steven...if he wants to invest money into an online program, he can. And I will just have to understand.

9. I will not concede on any of the following points with Steven:
a. Family time is always more important than computer time.
b. You don't need 2 cartons of smokes in one payday period.
c. Honesty and Open-mindedness are what's gonna keep things together
d. I will not make out with another girl. Stop asking.
e. If you are going to stay up until 12:30 at night playing games, and I want to sleep, you can watch Alexander.
f. I refuse to think that you having cyber-sex with anyone other than me is okay. EVER.
g. I am not your personal maid. Nor am I Aunt Jemima. Get off the computer chair, fold your own laundry, and help me make dinner.

And finally:

10. I promise to be more true to myself in every way that counts, even if it means I am not the most well-liked person in the room.

oooh, no this is it:

11. I will not feel guilty for buying myself clothes once every few months or so. It is not a crime to look nice, nor is it a crime to feel good about what I'm in.

It's almost 3:20 in the morning here, and I've been up for the last 3 hours. I can't sleep, although I'm tired, and I don't know why.

I tried listening to music, tried relaxing my body, tried snuggling with baby Alexander....nothing. So here I am....and my whole body is frustrated.

I think I'm gonna take a shower....

At least everyone else is asleep....right?

Arrg.

It's really quiet out this morning...I'm sitting in the living room by myself...amazingly, there are no roommates in sight. I don't that will last for much longer, so I'll enjoy what I can.

Steven and Alex are snoozing together in the back, cute little bugs that they are. I seriously love taking pictures of them like that. I'll upload some later, but last I checked, Steve had his big strong arms wrapped around Alexander, and Alex had his little hand in a death grip around some of Steve's beard.

I'm not sure where the resident gay man has gone off to, Clint went on a date last night (woohoo) and is going on another date on Saturday...the strange thing is that Patrick is gone too. I don't see Clints car anywhere, so my guess is that they have gone off somewhere....probably to eat breakfast.

I am supposed to go get my paycheck today, if everything works out okay on Steve's side. I know that he's gonna want to wake up and the like, but it IS almost 10:00..... .....and he has had almost 9 hours of sleep.....

I'll give him a few more minutes of mercy, simply because I don't want him mad at me.

I discovered a new blog today from someone called Puppy. *blank stares* Okay, so I'm SLOW. Sue me why don'tcha. I just was so absorbed in my own life and not wanting to change, that when I finally, painstakingly pressed the random button and was pushed through to the blogstream awards, I was kind of....erm...in awe. The I went to the remainder of the blogstream NYE party, but I only watched. I was very shy and didn't want to....um....disturb anything.

I watched the Heroes marathon last night! I love Heroes, and I don't know how it isn't the most watched show anywhere. I listen to the "Top 10" most watched show list each Wednesday on Dave, Ken and Molly in the Morning and I'm always flabbergasted that Heroes isn't number 1...yet it isn't even on the list! Is it because it airs on three different networks?

It's a really good show, and I hope it doesn't die....too many people that I know get together and watch it every Monday, religiously. It's becoming a cult classic, much like Samurai Jack....we wont go there right now.

I am proud to say that an accomplished gamer came to me before I had my surgery and said that he was astonished at how 1337 I was. My mad leet skills had him floored, and my gaming skills left most of the guys wishing I was there. I think the old saying, "The way to a mans heart is through his mouth" is not necessarily true anymore. In todays generation, I think it also has a lot to do with how well you can get along in their second life, gaming. And I thrive in the place....making me a valuable commodity! *beams* At least...here in Idaho. Where pretty much every guy plays video games....since there isn't much else to do....

yeah...



I hope I can get over to Michaels today (craft store) I got a gift card for 15.00 there and I want to spend it on scrap book material.

WOOHOO!

I am so embarassed, right this minute. My face is burning.

Okay, so with gallbladder surgery you can have some....um...difficulties. Some rather....um....interesting difficulties. In this case, it was a lack of bowel activity.

Large lack. And nothing would happen, and I was panicked, and didn't know what to do, and so I did the only thing I knew what to do....I texted Steve and told him:

"I haven't been able to go to the bathroom all day, and I need you to pick up some laxatives."

I didn't send it to Steve.

*gulp*

I sent it to Gabe.


and now I am thoroughly embarassed, and frightened at what I might hear from him should he call me.

I am such a tard.

I read my blogs from "back in the day" and decided that I am slightly.....retarded. I should swear off men and disappear. Really.

I become such a tard when it comes to guys, and they aggrevate me so much sometimes.

I was supposed to go get my paycheck, and Clint was supposed to take me, except that Clinton turned MIA today. I woke up and he was gone.

*sigh* Great. Steve and Lacie are going to come home soon with the expectation of rent ready to be paid, and I'm not gonna have any money.

Is it bad that I don't like that Steven and Lacie disappear after work, and never actually come home when they're supposed to? I mean, I hate it that Lacie and Sharon are "close" again. Lacie got her beads and suddenly Sharon is accepting of her. Steve is happy when I'm not with him because he doesn't have to worry about someone waiting in the car that doesn't get along with his mother. He comes home aggravated, mean, and short-tempered and I am so tired of it. Really.

I know the room mate situation has him stressed out, and I don't blame him fort it even a little bit. He's paid the entire grocery bill, almost all the food he has gotten is gone and he has barely gotten any of it. He's paid for Clint, Nathan, and Patrick. He's got no money for himself, and he's frustrated because he's tired of having no money, and more bills. I think we're all tired of it. I'm ready to say leave to them.

I'm really tired of them, though. Patrick argues with every person thats home, and Nathan disappears when we say the word bills.

Lacie was the one that wanted him in. She championed for him, and asked if he could come in, and we said that we were getting tired of him being here, eating a ton of food, and paying nothing, and now she's saying that she wont be a part of kicking out her own brother.

I think I am astonished, but if that is what she wants to do, then she'll have to do it. It's not gonna be my problem. I've tried to let her know that she's not being fair to herself, but I think that she'll have to figure it out for herself. Nathan wants to be a jerk of a brother and make her pay his bills, then he can feel sorry about it someday in the future when she finally wakes up and sees that he's using her.

*sigh*

Steve say's he's ready to leave. I think he needs a vacation.