Current mood:

groggy

miniskirt and a mad hatter
there's no reason for the title other than the passing attempt at alliteration.

so i was standing in front of my closet today wondering what the hell to put on the body. because there are laws that say i have to. that and it was really cold in my room this morning and walking around naked in the freezing cold is just no fun. in any event.... i need to invest in the 3M corporation, i swear. i go through how many lint rollers in a month? so far we're up to three. may be the problem is that most of my hang up clothes are all black. or maybe it's roxy and shea's fault. nope, can't blame the kitties. they's plot against me. i know it.

grr. i get to see Z on my birthday and it's not getting here fast enough! mercifully, i'll be all made up and pretty on that night. we're taking pictures of us. and i'll post 'em on myspace, because that's just what ya do apparently, lol. he took a decent enough pic of me when i was at his place and he sent it to me as a comment. however, he hasn't posted it on his page and i'm wondering why. i'm sure there's a valid reason and i'm not going to say a word about it because it treads the line of being an annoying girl thing to do and let's face it, my hysterical phone calls win that one. if he was anyone else, i'd be in a tizzy going, "WTF, am i not cute enough, is there someone else?" (don't argue, in past relationships it has been a point to be made.) but Z isn't like that. i found me a good one and i intend to keep him. i found soemthing i want and we all know how i can be when i set my mind on something... he's wonderful, what more can i say? still really scary in some respects that i'm willing to trust him this much, but it's hiim and i want to.

moving along.....still no word from the family about my birthday. i always tell them i hate making lists because it feels so demanding and stuff. maybe that's the mindset. or maybe i'm getting a pony, nevermind the fact that i've been riding a total of three times in my life and i'm terrified of actually riding a horse. i know i'm being remarkably self centered, but it's the one day a year when i want them to make a big deal of me. maybe they're waiting until the day off to call me and yell surprise. you know what i mean, let me think they all forgot about it and then do something? i'd be soooooo pissed if they did. it's a shitty thing to fuck with my head like that. not cool.

and amadeus' birthday is comign up too. i'm plotting for her, but "i'll never tell....."