Dear rubber-necking, knuckle-dragging troglodytes,

Yes, I realize that the whole “water from the sky” thing can be a little disorientating, esp. here in Austin, where its a fairly rare occurrence. I can even grok the need to go a little slower in these circumstances. The wreck up ahead is certainly a testament to the need to be a little more cautious whilst driving in adverse weather conditions.
I also realize that an accident which has called out …let’s see; 3 fire engines, 3 tow trucks, at least 2 ambulances and a slew of cop cars – is alot of light and motion to have to deal with this early in the morning, esp. in the rain.
However….
This does not mean that you get to slow down to a crawl in an attempt to see what they are doing. Nor does it mean that select ones of you can actually STOP on the fucking ROAD and try to look into the back of the ambulances to try and see the poor folks who participated in the accident. Its none of your business. Leave them some privacy and oh, yeah…get the hell out of everyone else’s way who are just trying to get to where we need to be.

No love,
~Mare

PS…
Yo, Universe. Yeah, you. I just wanna send out a great big FUCK YOU for the obstacles you placed in my path this morning. I mean, its not enough that I am trying to get my non-morning oriented 7 year old out the door and to school – which is thirty minutes away and then me back to work in a reasonable timely manner, oh no.
No, instead you decided that what I really needed was:
rain
clueless Texas drivers
a doulie being driven by Methuselah doing 20 in the single lane 40
ALL of the stop signs/lights between me and the school – there are 12, I counted
the landscaping idiots who were dragging trees because they had not tied them down properly
ALL of the stop signs/lights back – still 12
and the aforementioned wreck.

Bite me.
~me

 

alright Universe..just what is Your message, here?

Two days of hell head.

Advil won’t even touch a headache like this. I’ve taken some other pain meds — but they make me loopy as hell. I think it’s stress (or at least triggered by it) causing it. My neck and shoulders are so tight you can bounce a quarter off them. Actually, you could probably bounce a Sherman tank off them.

Anyone want to volunteer to come over and massage the pain away? I can pay in leftoever pizza.

OTOH, the pain meds did knock me out. I slept for like 9 hours last night.

*lights the incense*

Dear Gods of Sleep….

You know,…I have been nice. I have followed all Thy rules. Even when they seemed to conflict with one another.

I have eaten of no food right before bed.
I have eaten a large meal right before bed.
I have gotten out of bed when it seems that Your will did not include me.
I have stayed in bed when your blessing had been withheld.
I have read boring texts in an attempt to court your affections, as proscribed by your clergy.
I have discontinued the imbibing of caffeine after noon, most esp. in the form of regular coffee – which is repellent in Thy eyes.
I have taken the sacred Benadryl, the sacred Dimatap, the sacred melatonin AND the sacred warm milk. Even though the last one made me barf like a high pressure hose.
None of these rituals have seemed to have helped. You have appeared to abaondon me.

Please, Gods of Sleep. Grant me thy absolution for whatever sin I have committed in Thy sight. Give me sleep in quantities of more than 3 hours at a whack.

Yr. Obedient and Forgotten Servant,
Mare

I am going to post a full on review of 300 tomorrow, when I can collect my thoughts on the subject. It was a very image intense movie. It played just like the graphic novel – which was of course, the intent.

So. Fucking.Good.

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the Girl is back home!! Whole new week of fun and play and work and and and…

My gods, I think she grew an inch in the week she was at her Dad’s.

Teh Update du Jour

Last night was a ton of fun. It was also oddly like an episode of This is Your Life. Just about everybody I’ve ever danced with at Elysium was there. I got to dance with Robert and Erica!! *squee!!*

The only person missing was the girl who was supposed to be my date. I stared sadly at the Tam-shaped hole on the dance floor for about a nano-second and then got over myself. Besides, I am about to head over to her house for tye-dying shennanigans.

And afte Tye-Dye….gonna go catch 300

I will let you guys know how it is.