First off - not sure if I should be writing to entertain, or to really suffer all of you with all my problems. Though, I don't write these to neccessarily get solutions, nor really get sympathy (but we all know how much of an attention slut I am...) Instead, I am writing to get these out of my head... My earlier post about Allan has already calmed that in my torrid sea that I call my brain.
Well - 2 things have just popped up into my life, and biy they are doozies. First off, my mother was just admitted into the hospital... mind you, she's had every problem in the sun, probably put a good dozen doctor's children from college through med school. Now, she is having chest pains, and they found some fluid in her lungs. Oy.
Along with the fact that I am constantly having to deal with pissing contents and overflamed egos on a board that I sit on. And since I am such a fencesitter, everyone is clammering for my vote. Well, I finally spoke up, said that I thought all the participants in the latest case of drama were acting like assholes. Uh-oh... mark me for an enemy now.
All of this happens when I am looking forward to an absolutely wonderful weekend. Supposed to go to a birthday party for someone deep and close to my heart. Going to bring the grrl with me, see lots of friends, slut out with a whole lot of play. Lets hope I can still make it. That party report should make for some interesting reading, anyhow.
Hmmm... think I am just wasting space here? I dunno... feels kind of good to let it all out. I was never the journal type... could never keep one at all. I almost feel like now that my thoughts are open to the public, I have more of a responsibility to keep to it. Strange...