The Truth Is Often Stranger Than Fiction

I finally finished The Likeness. Thank God. That book was so anticlimactic, unlike the first one. And yet it still wasn't half bad. Now I am onto Driving With Dead People. It's a memoir and it sounds interesting. Plus what's better than a book that cost one cent on Amazon.com?

I think I'm going to start now, while I wait to hear from Kenny. I really can't wait for him to get home. Maybe things will go back to normal, or at least feel that way. I just feel so distanced from the world. And I still haven't decided if its a good thing or a bad thing that I know that if I am in the state I am currently in, I can not see certain people. I feel like an emo chick over here. But it just feels like things are going for a little spiral down and I'm losing grip. I just hope that all changes soon.

Someone once asked, 'I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed? ". So I ask you this, can you be happy and unhappy at the same time?

So we (mom and I) have decided that Guy is not allowed to leave the country. So far since he left on Wednesday my track lighting in my room has mysteriously stopped working and today when I went to get in my car and scoot on over to work I noticed my car was tilted to the right, which was the result of having a flat tire. So needless to say mom was going to drop me off and then pick me up at 9 and Tom could give two shits and wouldn't wake up for me to transport me. This results in my staying home which is fine, I was only going to be in for an hour anyways thanks to CMTs. Mom did however offer for me to take her car to work but I think she was delusional due to her new stress from a doctor's call yesterday.

Mom had her 6 month CT scan, she gets one every 6 months due to being a cancer patient. They like to do a screening to make sure everything is a-ok. Well the cancer is still gone but she of course now has an enlarged thyroid. It is probably nothing but mom likes to go to the bad place. the doctor did some blood tests and she will probably have to go get an ultrasound to see whats going on. This is my life.

But anywhoo, I got my craft-on Wednesday night. Kenny's mom basket weaves and invited me to go to a class with her because one of the other weaver's was bringing her daughter who is around my age. So I went and had a lot of fun. I got to make a berry basket and let me tell you, it isn't an easy task. But apparently it has a great shape and I did really well for my first time, what can I say it's the Virgo in me. And I would totally do it again.



Well now I'm going to go wake Tom to go with me to get my tire fixed. How annoying!

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate the snow. I really do. Even if it gives me a day off from work, I do not enjoy it. I can not be with my family for 2 or 3 days straight, I go insane. Actually I become ridiculously miserable.

The snow was finally gone around here and BAM! a snow storm that drops about a foot of snow. Screw you mother nature! The only plus is that I get to spend my day playing Scrabble with Mikey on FB and knitting. And mom and I are going to do my taxes so I can't wait to see how much I get back.

I have this story in my head but I think it is because of my recent viewing and reading of Coraline. I want to write a story about a girl who lives in an old Victorian home and on a snow day she decides to explore her surroundings. Too familiar or no? But I guess a lot of stories can be compared to each other because there are some similarities. Oh whatever. It's not like it matters, I never have the patience and concentration to sit and write a full story.

I hate the snow.

That is all for my random thoughts.