Jesse Loves Brady

May 19, 2004

Updates, Updates, Updates

I have numerous things to cover...most of which do not relate to each other...so hang in there with me.

THE RASH: Its still here, its still gross, and has been diagnosed as an allergic reaction to medication. Because I cannot take Benedryl, I am supposed to take Claritin. Yippie. I feel like an episode of the Itchy and Scratchy Show.

THE BOY: Brady has been absolutely out of hand lately. He wakes me up every single night. I cant take it anymore. I am exhausted. He has free reign of the house, but still chooses to vent his emotions to me at 3 AM. If I didnt love him so much I would ship him to his fathers for a few weeks so I could get some sleep. He is my love, but boy is he testing my nerves. I am blaming it on increasing temperatures considering we have vaccumed enough hair around this house to build me a new friend for him. Hairballs are ever present. I think my anxieties feed into him. Scram has also been visiting.

WALLYMART!: I went yesterday and got lots of nice tings! I picked up two pairs of capri pants, a tshirt, and underwear in the "skinny bitch" department as one of my friends affectionately calls it. I also got things in health and beauty care. I found a purple body pillow, which I have really been wanting for a while. I picked up two novels: THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA and SUSHI FOR BEGINNERS. Whatelse...whatelse. HMMMM. Hair stuff....I'll add later if I remember.

EDUMACATION: Such subjects continue to stress me out. I am still exploring transfer options while fighting with UMASS, BRIDGEWATER, and CCCC simultaneously. I will get joint admissions dammit! I registered for two summer classes, one online and one telecourse. I told myself after last summer I would never take summer classes again, but you all know me. With gas being over two dollars a gallon, no one can afford to commute the distance I have to for a subpar GEN ED requirement. Dreams are getting closer. Its all about phone calls and beating the system. Until then...I will pray.

EMPLOYMENT: Personal assistant to my crazed step mother, and nicotine addicted dad. Not so much...I am just kidding. The best I can describe it is as CUSTOMER SERVICE. HEHEHE. Example to follow.

NEW YORKER: May I have some more toilet paper?
JESSE: No, use some beach grass.
NEW YORKER: But?
JESSE: FUCK OFF!

LOL. I shall be responsible for fielding outgoing guests, phone reservations, and any and all crisis that I can find a solution for. It will be air conditioned, comfortable...and most of all fudge free. I start training tomorrow!

PT: My love still needs a new windshield, and an oil change. I am waiting to pay off summer and fall tuitions and books before I spend any more dough. PT may be waiting a while. Thats ok...I cant afford gas;)

MY DREAM Ok...so I was on Survivor last night. Yup. And I hooked up with the good looking guy. But he screwed me. It was the coolest dream. And the most rediculous Survivor ever. I got to visit family, and bring all sorts of stuff with me. Of course I got voted off...or something along those lines. The guy ended up being my younger than I thought, and worked at an athletic store in Orleans. I think I need heavy medication. It isnt even a full moon yet.

WEIGHT TRAINING No matter how nice I get my room looking...its never good enough. I am constantly moving furniture. It is really nice up here now. It looks like a real apartment and everything. If I move the bed one more time, I may have permanent muscle damage. This is what I call my weight training.

LANDSCAPING I have done all sorts of work around the yard. I am trying to take an interest in this stuff so that some day when I have my own home I will have a clue what I am doing. Today I planted a ton of IMPATIENS. Very nice...very pretty...and also very Jesse.

TUB A LARD: After the other nights weight loss intervention staring my family and Nutter Butters, I have had it. I ate McDonalds yesterday, and two Crispy Cremes in one day last week. Scale at the doctors said I lost one pound this week. You know what people...its not my fault. And furthermore this is perfectly convenient for summer. Now if my newly flat tummy werent covered in little red bumps...I would be ahead of the game.

Posted by Jesse at May 19, 2004 06:01 PM