My daughter, the homeovestite.

Homeovestite (def.): a person who dresses and acts to seem exactly like the stereotype of their gender because they are scared to admit that there are any parts of them which don't fit the stereotype

So my oldest had an accident at my sisters house today (yeah, one day she's gonna find out that I wrote about her peeing herself on the internet and want to kill me, I know) and ended up throwing a shit fit when we told her to wear some of Eric's pants. She was screaming and crying "I don't wanna wear BOY'S PANTS!!" like her wearing them was going to cause western civilization as we know it to crumble.

I found this really bizarre considering I put at least a bit of effort into trying not to genderize my kids too much. Yes, they play with barbies, but they also play with trucks and stuff too. I make a point not to label things as 'boy toys' or 'girl toys'. Yeah so it was pretty bizarre, her reaction. Oh well, she was fine by the time we got home.

Gonna be up early tomorrow I bet. Reegs fell asleep before 7pm. Didn't even have dinner.

this is not hell...

...this is purgatory. I'm officially in education limbo. Kind of likin' it, but I have a whole week and a half stretched out in front of me, and I don't know what I am gonna do with myself!

One thing, I can take ridiculous pictures of myself with my new Digital camera! Filed my tax return and got more back than I expected so I splurged. I need new pics of the girls, and a new display pic. My sexy bitch pic is getting old.

Got my marks back for Family Soc. 92% *gasp* on the final and 79% overall. 

78% on my date rape paper for Adolescent and Society. Not too shabby! Now just to get my mark back for the exam, and my marks for Stats and for Media and culture then I will happy.

I think I took a wrong turn at Albequerque.

A testament to what a fucking tool I am sometimes. 

I had some extra time this morning before class, so I decided to go exploring on my way.  I saw what looked like an interesting little unmarked dirt-road.

As I drove I noticed all the road signs were really tiny.

I'm on a snowmobile trail.  Good thing there are no snowmobiles around.

As the path turned from gravel, to dirt, to a grassy path, I started to think maybe I wasn't going to come out at a road. Plus things were getting bumpy, and I was far enough into the sticks that there was still snow on the ground in places.

Let me tell you, 'off-roading' and '1991 Sunbird' are two words that should never be spoken in the same sentence.

After a nice little 27-point turn on the cowpath, I decided maybe I should stick to the main roads.  For today anyway.

Exploring is FUN!

update!

Last Exam today!

Got a cool 80 on my family sociology paper, gonna pass that class for sure!

Guys suck, what else is new. some of them need to just get the fuck over themselves.

My buddy Eric hooked me on www.machall.com. Funny ass college humour comic strip.

Weather sucks, but hey, it's not snowing.

MELISSA IS COMING UP IN JULY!! W00t! It's been like two years since I've seen that girl!

The chicken wings of mass destruction.

So it seems (as I have been informed by my sister and Cromsie) that next Tuesday marks the one-year anniversary to when our house was gutted by fire. Can't believe I forgot.

I think we all still carry some guilt for that day. All of us for agreeing that deep frying in a pot on the stove sounded like a good idea (HA!) Croms, obviously, as she was cooking. Nicky for suggesting chicken wings and me for not saying "FUCK YOU GUYS! I HATE CHICKEN WINGS"

Yup, if I had a little more backbone, we'd may have had a little less flamage.

Anyhoo, we're gonna commemorate the occasion by going for Pizza and chicken wings. The wings to symbolize the thing that started it all, and pizza to symbolize what we should have had for dinner that night.

In other news, I have one more section of my stats paper, then one paper after that. It's almost over.

Oh yeah, and I think I believe in love at first sight now. Or at the very least, lust.

people suck balls. part 3

I had to take my pics of the girls down from here [MySpace] because some guy in the L&R forum made a comment and incorporate Tee's pic into it. It wasn't horribly creepy, just mildly insulting, but still, it's my fucking kid.

Say whatever you want about me, but leave my children out of it. I reported the guy to the mods, hopefully they will delete that thread, and his profile. I also checked the tags to make the image link didn't come from something like Photobucket or that shit. 

Assignment crunch time. the stress caffeine and lack of sleep have been getting to me. I'm fucking wired.

Andie Howe... Tribute band groupie extrordinaire.

Whew. Good times, good times.

Went down to Stroud tonight for a Guns 'N' Roses tribute (Gunz N FN Rozez). These guys know their shit. Many thanks, Joe, for the invite and dinner. It was an awesome show, probably the closest to real GNR that I will ever see. (BTW.. I don't consider the current incarnation to be "real" Guns N Roses. GNR in it's current form is nothing more than Axl and some out of work musicians). Had the sound, had the look DOWN PAT (The singer must have done a half dozen costume changes, each one of them classic Axl.

During the encore I got to molest the little cutie playing lead guitar. Mini-Slash, I will call him. Can't remember the name at this point. Later when Joe went to get an autograph for the guy who gave him the tickets because he had been unable to make it, I got to flirt heavily with said cute guitarist and gave him my number. LOL What's worse than a regular groupie? A TRIBUTE BAND GROUPIE!! LOLLOLOL (that and the guy getting the tribute band's autographs, right Joe?)

Forgot to put my area code with my number. D'oh!

Anyhow, good show, good times.  Check them out.

Just hook it to my veins

Wow. I remember now why I never buy Cheez Whiz. That stuff is like CRACK! I'm frigging addicted to it.

No need for a title

Went for yet another blood test today and got some good news, I no longer need the Inohep injections, and I *think* that means that I have weekly blood tests instead of daily ones. It will be nice not to look like some kind of mad junkie anymore, what with the tracked up arms from all the blood tests and the massive bruising on the belly from the anticoagulant injections.

Finally got out to Shanana's on Saturday for Nicky and Cromsie's Birthday. It's about time, I have been such a hermit this semester that I am sure it has been at least three months since I have been there. 

Licking whipped cream off hot bouncer = good times, good times.

Took the chitlins to the Fun Stop today. We got fake tattoos with the tickets we won. Dora the Explorer for the girls, and Spongebob for mom. That's right I am freaking HARDCORE! Somehow I have the sneaking suspicion that this won't be the last time the girls and I get tattoos together... I had a weird vision into the future of us when they are like 16 and 18, doing the same thing. Nah, they won't ask me, they'll just get their dad to do it.

Plans for Fitzy's on wed with Dan and Sam and possibly Sammi and Anthony, who else is in??

Somewhere, the Minister of Health's head is exploding.

I went back to HDH today. I have a blood clot in my right leg. Which means anticoagulants on top of all the other meds I am on, possibly indefinitely. The Minister of Health is probably having a hit put out on me as we speak, in an effort to reduce the drain on the health care system I present.