Posts Tagged ‘Return Of The Damned’

So I’m pretty angry, in a kind of general way, but I am trying hard not to take it out on anyone because I have a feeling that I’m just on the rag and not feeling good.

Surprisingly, that knowledge does not make me any less stabby.

Fortunately, I am pretty much caught up on housework and whatnot, so I can go to sleep early. And I need to be plenty rested for tomorrow’s boob squishing.

I’ll totally let you know how that goes.

So, I have lived in Seattle for about four years now. My family lived in the Pacific Northwest for a couple of years when I was a kid, so I had some idea of what I was getting into. And truly, I do love it here.

But like most cross country transplants, there are things I miss about living back east. Fair warning, it is all pretty much food related.

1) Bagels. You just cannot get decent bagels here. They do things like cut them in half, put cream cheese in, then wrap them in plastic wrap. Then sell them to you, BUT DO NOT TOAST THEM. SO. WRONG. And even when they don’t, these bagels have the consistency of grossness.

2) Pizza. Every time I bring this up, someone is all “But I know this GREAT PLACE!” Well, I have tried your ‘great place’ and I am here to tell you it IS NOT GREAT. It is FULL of suck and lame.

3) Hot dog rolls. I AM FUCKING SERIOUS. I want them New England style, so I can toast them. The regular kind have too much bread. DO NOT MESS WITH THE BREAD TO MEAT RATIO.

I also miss some of my family.

On the other hand, the Chinese, Japanese, and Thai food here is awesome. And of course, all my stuff is here.

So, you know. Pros and cons. WORD.

So my friend, Kevin, is currently my personal hero.

My scooter battery had died right around the time I had the flippity flop, and since I wasn’t allowed to drive anyway I just let it go, figuring I could deal later.

But I SUPER HATE not having the scoot, and it was really hard to not be able to drive, and so I whined about THAT for a couple of months while the endlessly patient and awesome Mr Pretty drove me around to all my appointments and errands.

Then Kevin said he could fix my scoot, because he is a master of all things mechanical and such, and he got a battery and changed my oil and he’s gonna put air in my tires, because honestly, I can’t even be trusted to update the WordPress without breaking my blog, so I obviously can’t be trusted to put air in my scooter tires.

And now I can scoot! And I am so happy I could scream.

Also, Team USA is playing today and I have dinner plans so all in all, I’m not sure my life could be any better than it is right at this moment.

Now go away. Now. YES, YOU.

I cannot get the fuck out of my own way these days.

Oh yeah, I say ‘these days’ like it’s something new. Shut up.

The cascading health issues of the past few months have really been getting me down, and I am not used to that. I like to think of myself as pretty fucking resilient. I also like to think of myself as thin, so there is more than a little self delusion in my makeup.

It just felt overwhelming, then I fucked up my banking and I just lost. My. Shit.

I had a mini meltdown. It was mini because I got some unexpected help and some annoying help, and realized that, overall, my life is not just good. I am incredibly blessed.

And that’s all we shall say about THAT.

Fathead did point out that, if I am having surgery all the time, it stops being a crisis and just becomes what I do on Thursdays.

And now I’m eating croutons. Shut up.

So the surgery seems to have gone well, and I am home and lying on the couch and it has taken me many minutes and a bunch of do overs to type this sentence.
They had to give me a bunch of drugs and I am still a little loopy and also really thirsty and glad I have Coke Zero because it’s really yummy.
I think I should go nap before I type something I may regret. Just the idea of that is intriguing, isn’t it? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.