Showing posts with label withdrawal of some sort. Show all posts
Showing posts with label withdrawal of some sort. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Whoa Nelly!

June is kicking my butt, bloggers. Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I think I might be losing it.
See? It's in the eyes, I think. And please note that I'm wearing a sundress. There has been much nakey talk about this photo. NOT NAKED.

Besides being an incredibly busy month, as discussed here, it has also been pretty harsh. Saturday night, while enjoying dinner with friends at a little Italian joint, my husband's truck was broken into. The culprits stole my purse, and my makeup bag. *cries*

I loved that big green Target purse, and Etsy Russian nesting doll makeup bag. Something I loved even more than them? All the stuff I keep in them, including my driver's license, social security card, and the keys to my home, office and vehicle! Yeah. Awesome.


I'm still in the process of getting things replaced, warding off credit fraud, identity theft and coping with the loss of the things that I'll never get back again. I kind of feel like I'm missing a limb, so please excuse my lack of posting/reading your loverly blogs. The Busy and The Blah are something I have to work through, but I'll catch up soon. My birthday is this Sunday, and I'm hoping to have worked through a lot of this mess by then.


*mwah*

Friday, September 12, 2008

Foreseeable Disappointment

I'm pretty sure I'm well into good movie withdrawal. It was all Wall-E and Batman, and now what? A visit to the theatre isn't necessary for a good weekend, but I am spoiled.

At this point my movie choosing privileges have been revoked anyway. I forced my husband to take me to Tropic Thunder, rather than the animated Star Wars thingy(which I do want to see, just not in the theatre). Todd didn't like it. He laughed at certain parts, but was overall disappointed.

I thought it was hilarious and semi-awe inspiring. I admit, I had to ignore a lot of, what I like to call, teenage boy lingo. Omitting all that, it was ingenious! It had an awesome cast and Tom Cruise made fun of Scientology. Can it get much better?

Anyhow, I know I'm going to get the urge to go to a movie this weekend. I'll look it up. Nothing good will be showing. I'll be bummed.

I'll be foaming at the mouth by the time that new terminator thing comes out(with Christian Bale!). Not to mention Tim Burton's version of Alice in Wonderland, and the next Batman(both POSSIBLY starring Johnny Depp!).

Joy.

Should I Write A Book?

Yesterday I made a Facebook post in an attempt to deal with some obsessive thoughts I was having, thoughts I have often, that drag me down. ...