cräp.


(the umlaut adds cred.)

Today had the makings of an awesome day, and turned out crappy. Not spectacularly shitty or anything, just kind of a stupid day. First, my Mom took my sister in law and me to get facials and pedicures at the beauty academy (because we po'). It was nice, but because I had cramps mixed with lingering stomach flu, I think I had this look on my face all day like I was suppressing the urge to hurl (because I was) so I think Mom thought I didn't enjoy it, and was a little hurt. Also, I don't like the haircut they gave me, but what can you say when you're getting your hair cut at the beauty academy.

When we came home, the house was a complete shambles again, with crusty dishes and the scattered remnants of my nephew's path of destruction everywhere, and my brothers engaged their usual activity, which is lying on their butts watching ESPN. Did Mom yell at them for this? No. She cleaned their crap up, and then snapped at me about how the house is such a mess. At dinner, everyone interrupted me and nobody listened to me, but I had nothing funny to say anyways, on account of the screaming pain in my uterus. (Which, by the way, does not make my brother and sister-in-law's lectures on marriage and parenthood more pleasant.)

So I thought I'd relax with some sock-knittin', but I must have been really tense, because:

...I frickin snapped one of my sock needles. I was already knitting on four because I lost the 5th one, so now I can't continue until I buy a new set. Except that I can't do that here, because all we have is Michaels, and they don't seem to carry anything smaller than 3.25mm (much to my dismay, yesterday, when I exchanged my scary yarn organizer and had a really hard time finding anything to buy instead). So now how'm I gonna finish Dad's Christmas socks before I go back to Toronto? Hmph.

To end the day, I thought I'd do something spontaneous and crazy and put in my profile at eharmony.com. So after I filed out a 500-question questionaire (which pinned me as a bit too reserved and conflict-avoidy, but other than that seemed to have gotten me more or less right), it actually came back with: we're sorry, but we currently can't find any compatible matches for you. ...yeah. I think it's time to hide under the covers and listen to this .

Posted: Wed - December 29, 2004 at 12:24 AM        

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