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1. When was the last time you cheated?

Academically, it was probably some time in the past five years. Although I actually took Pitt's honor code pretty seriously so the extent of my cheating was probably getting a little extra help during a group project or something. I have one clear memory of actively cheating on a test, talking wrote stuff on my shoes, and that was in 10th grade.
Morally, I guess I cheated on the two boyfriends that I had before the boyfriend. That was a long time ago and I'm a changed woman! ;-p

2. When was the last time you stole?

Uh, probably when I was 3 and unwittingly took some Tootsie Rolls from the candy jar at the butcher shop. I put them back, though. Or, if you're the RIAA, the last time I stole was a few days ago when I downloaded some mp3s.

3. When was the last time you lied?

Honestly?
hehe
I don't know.

4. When was the last time you broke or vandalized another's property?

Never. I'm careful.

5. When was the last time you hurt a loved one?

Probably in the last week or so. The boyfriend and I will get into arguments or my mom and I will and I'll say something shitty.
Sorry.

Yesterday while the baby was taking his nap and I should have been being productive I tooled around with my journal style. I've never really had the patience nor the motivation to join one of those layout communities and make my journal really fancy but I thought a change in color schemes might be in order. Alas, nothing really suited me. Then I thought, “Hey I'll get real ambitious and put a picture up using shutterfly.” But it didn't work out the way I thought it would. I had taken this really funny picture of myself in which I bore an uncanny resemblance to Wiley Wiggins. Not on purpose, mind you. The pre-pubescent boy actor just pops out of me at times. At any rate, if you really want to see, a link to the picture can be found here. On a related note, I had asked some time ago (ahem, ahem) for suggestions for a good image hosting site, since apparently that's not really what Shutterfly does, per se. So yeah, any tips any of you might have would be quite welcome.

In other news, and this might make some of you sad, I am going to be leaving tomorrow and heading up to beautiful *snicker* Conneaut Lake for a week's vacation…with my entire family. Sigh. There was some question of whether or not we would actually be going what with my grandmother being laid up and all. But apparently we've decided “Screw her we're going to the lake!” So I'm up for a week of sunburn, many many children, chasing the baby around, sleeping in a twin bed with a shitty mattress, and watching my family get drunk. I'm not really looking forward to it. I really need a laptop. But yeah, quality time and whatever. And I just *know* that the boyfriend is going to weasel his way out of it at the last minute. I'm just waiting to find out how he's going to do so. I might stab him. He's playing at a house party on Saturday night when, theoretically, I will already be gone. That in and of itself doesn't really bother me but the trash that will be attending the party keep talking on the pb-cle list about all of the shit that they're going to pull. One gal in particular is this plastic surgery junkie who is just getting on my nerves. There must have been at least 100 posts in the past couple of days about her fake boobs and her most recent chemical peel. I'm not feeling all this. I'm just not going to get irritated. What's the point?

But, anyway, we watched Obre los Ojos last night which was pretty good. It seems that I've been watching a lot of movies recently where reality is questioned. Quite frankly, I just don't feel like thinking about it anymore. The Matrix has me or some shit. But it was still pretty good and I think Spanish owns as far as Languages That I Should Know Better go. I need to start studying that.

My kid stinks. Need more coffee.

I don't remember where I got this. It's funny how these surveys are basically the same questions over and over and over again. and yet, I still find myself compelled to fill them out.

1. Do you drink? Not that much anymore.
2. How many times have you been drunk? hahahahaha.
3. Are you a virgin? No.
4. Is your best friend a virgin? No.
5. How many times a day do you say fuck? At least a dozen. I have a potty mouth.
6. Do you wear short shorts? No, because I've got thigh thighs.
7. How many people have you slept with? 5. I'm such a slut.
8. Do you sneak out of the house at night? No. I sleep at night.
9. Do you get along with your mom? For the most part.
10. How many guys have you kissed? A bunch.
11. How many guys have you made out with? Like, 8 jillion.
12. Ever been so drunk you couldn't remember your name? No. That's pretty drunk.
13. Do you have any eating disorders? Just one. sometimes I try to ingest my food by sticking it in my bellybutton. It never works, but I keep trying!
14. Piercings? Ears, defunct navel, vacant right nostril.
15. Tattoos? Two. They're not very interesting.
16. Do you wear shirts that show your cleavage? No.
17. Do you wear shirts that show your belly button? No. I'm Aimish
18. Have you ever smoked? Yes
19. Are you a regular smoker? No.
20. Do you do drugs? Used to. But never very heavily.
21. Did you once do ALOT of drugs? No.
22. Does your best friend do drugs? Not anymore, I don't think.
23. Do you have any kids? Yeah.
24. Do you think you could be pregnant? No. I don't want to talk about it.
25. Have you ever done it with someone you barely know? If by “done it” you mean waited for a bus then yeah, lots of times.

I guess since I've become a mother my sleeping has become much more intense and I have less tolerance for people who intend to disturb it. Consequently, my mother and boyfriend have told me several tales over the past few days of my incoherent babblings when forced out of my blissful slumber. The night before last, the boyfriend was watching TV while I slept. Due to his many years of loud loud musical events his ears don't hear like they used to. The volume of the TV must have woken me up a little bit, since apparently I turned to him and said, “My car is afloat!” Afloat? I don't know either. Then last night we had rented “The French Connection.” I only got through about 30 minutes of it before I started drifting off and told the boyfriend good night. However, he fell asleep not long after and left the movie blaring. My mom came in and told me to turn the TV off. I stumbled out of bed, scantily clad, and demanded to know if she was going back out to Oakmont and what was she doing here anyway? I can't remember exactly how long it took me to turn off the movie and the TV but it seemed like a long time. Grr. Don't mess with my sleep.

Anyway, it's a beautiful day outside today and the baby and I are definitely going to take a walk. I can't decide if he should eat lunch first or not. Hmm.

I got an email from the editor at the PG saying that he received The Article, was going to read over it today and hopefully give me a call later. I'm just not going to think about it.
I did, however, have nightmares last night of overlooked sentence fragments and grammatical errors. Being a nervous wreck is not as glamorous as you might think.

My hair needs to be trimmed.

For sending me this link:
http://peter.chattaway.com/music/electric/
That, my friends, is a buttload of mp3s from one of my favorite shows from when I was a kid. The one, the only, Electric Company. Say it with me now: Hey you guys!

Proper update in a moment. I have to use the facilities.

For the love of Dog, SHUT UP!

We're going on like, 6 hours of high-decibel shouting now. And one of their rugrats is talking to my kid through the screen door. I may have to put a boot in someone's ass.

Somebody come eat dinner with me. It's just me and the baby and Paco blew us off.

Speaking of Paco, I may have to cross him off the list. I've come to the conclusion that he's a dick.

So I sent off The Article and I've commenced having a tiny breakdown. Before I sent it to the editor I sent it to Meat and my mom, who both took a little too long reading it. I wanted it to be in his inbox before 5 so that he would at least know that it was there. Right after I clicked send they were both like, “Oh, hmmm, uhhh, well, this needs changed and this needs changed…hmmm…”
Whimper.
Now I just don't know what to think. I've never dealt with these “One of America's Great Newspapers” types so I don't know if it needs to be changed if they'll just have me change it or if they'll tell me to shove off.
Blargh.
I watched a disturbing conjoined twin program on TLC last night. I'm still upset because of it. I don't like hearing about sick babies. It makes me too sad. 🙁
Buuuuutttt,
Good stuff. I may have gotten a PR job with a modern dance company here in Pittsburgh. That's kind of a long story and I have to start dinner and stuff now so it will have to wait for later.
I really want to take a shower and shave my legs.

SHUT THE FUCK UP!

I had a pretty good today, besides this most recent bout of “Our idea of a family activity is to stand out on the sidewalk, scream at each other and spray the 18-month-old with a hose until he cries.”
I will go into detail later, since I'm trying to convince the baby that a nap would be good so that I can finish writing The Article.*

*Due to the profound effect that it's had on me and my mental wellbeing over the past week I will from now on refer to my article as The Article. I wish there was some way I could get kettle drums to play whenever I wrote it. That would rock.

did this one a zillion years ago but I liked it. So, nyah.

Wallet – Plain, cheap, bi-fold, black, leather, man wallet from Target
Hairbrush – It's this big bristly icy blue thing that I got from Sally Beauty Supply.
Toothbrush – I'm not sure of the brand but it's pretty fancy and has gum massagers.
Pillow cover – Well, I have the white pillowcases that go with my sheets and the white “Tulip Breeze” pillow shams that go with my bed-in-a-bag that I think may need to be retired soon.
Blanket – “Tulip Breeze” comforter. It's reversible. Hot shit. Right now the purple and white gingham side is facing up because the tulip side is looking kind of dingy.
Coffee cup – I usually use this one that has these Raphaelite angels on it or this really weird old one of my Mom's that says Le Lapin on it and has a bunch of drawings of bunnies screwing. It's pretty bizarre.
Sunglasses – big, 60's, cat eye. DKNY from the days when I had some money
Underwear – grey, Victoria's Secret, girl boxer type things.
Shoes – barefoot at the moment, but today, due to all of my walking, I was wearing my New Balance sneakers.
Favourite top – Lately it's been this plain, blue tank top that I hadn't been able to fit into until recently.
Cologne/Perfume – Formal: Chanel's Allure. Informal: some Body by Victoria scent.
DVD in player right now – empty.
Piercing – One hole in each ear, defunct navel (got pregnant), currently vacant right nostril
What you are wearing now – Plain white tshirt, light blue shorts.
Hair – Usual. Natural red, pulled into a sloppy ponytail with plenty of pieces falling into my eyes.
Makeup – Ha!
In my mouth – premature morning breath.
In my head – “I should go to bed.”

Wishing – That I had an awesome job and could be a grown up.
After this – Brush teeth, take out contacts, check on baby, curl into bed, pass out.
Fetishes – Pfft. Just having sex would be enough for me.
The last thing you ate – Chocolate Raspberry Meringue drop cookie
Something that you are deathly afraid of – Rape, murder, Alzheimer's
Do you like candles – yep
Do you like the taste of blood – not particularly. I had too many nosebleeds when I was little so now it just reminds me of being ridiculed in Catholic school.
Do you believe in love – Yep.
Do you believe in soul mates – Yes.
Who is your worst enemy – Me.
Can you eat with chopsticks – Indeed. I actually enjoy it.