Saturday, October 16, 2004

Outlanders, Jamie Fraser, My son and Cellphones

So many things to talk about. As you may know, I don't have a job job. I mean I have a job, but some people don't consider it a real job, because I work 4 hours a day, 4 days a week (sometimes more... pretty much, always more). I earn a good salary, maybe higher than many of my friends that work in big companies. So with my salary I've been able to buy a few things that have made me really proud.

My most recent acquisition. A new cellphone. Cellphone companies here don't offer all this cell phone advantages as US companies do. But, I got a new cellphone and I bought it all on my own! Some people might think it's stupid considering other things, but it makes me proud. And I think it's the cutest thing. I know it might not be much now, but it has a camara and I have a screen background of an afro-haired- platform-shoes-wearing dancer... and he is hilarious!

One of my dumb "friends" told me: "Why are you getting so excited about buying that stupid phone when you have...." and she started listing all this things that I have. I think she missed the part where I told her that this was a major purchase that I made with my own money. Some people just don't see the big picture. I hope I'm not sounding shallow with this, but I have never been as excited as I am as to be able to buy something helpful and cool.

I have a newly developed crush on a fictional character. I don't know if you have heard about this "Outlander" series written by Diana Gabaldon. Surya, was kind enough to explain to me about the books and I went and got the first one. I figured that if I didn't like it, I would stop it at that and not read the other four. Half way through the first one, Outlander, I went and got the remaining four.

Jamie Fraser is the male lead character of the novel. He is absolutely crush-worthy. I have this huge crush on him. I mean.... here's one of my favorite quotes from "Outlander":

"I prayed all the way up that hill yesterday," he said softly. "Not for you to stay; I didna think that would be right. I prayed I'd be strong enough to send ye away." He shook his head, still gazing up the hill, a faraway look in his eyes.
”I said 'Lord, if I've never had courage in my life before, let me have it now. Let me be brave enough not to fall on my knees and beg her to stay.'" He pulled his eyes away from the cottage and smiled briefly at me.
"Hardest thing I ever did, Sassenach."


With lines like that, it makes me wish to find someone who feels that way about me. If you enjoy reading romance, you'll enjoy this immensely. I highly recommend it!

I know I came into the blog to talk about something, but I forgot what it was. If I remember soon, I'll let you guys know. Chances are I might not remember, though. I hate it when this happens.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

I'm back!

Hey buddies, I missed you!

I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it. It was a line that was just there, in the back of my head. Now it's used, and it's gone. OTH is just sucking so much! It reminds me of that stupid show called "Grosse Point"... I don't know why. Anyway, I'm not here to discuss the lack of goodness on OTH, though I don't really care since I only watch it for CMM; for all I care, I could watch the show on mute and just look at the guy.

Anyway, I'm back. Happy to report that none of the punching, biting or kicking happened (I'm sorry Rave!). The surgery lasted 2 hours and 15 minutes. I had 12 anesthesia shots, because we went with local instead of general; three shots per molar. At the end of the surgery, my mouth ached from being open for so long; the sides of my mouth had blood on it, and it wasn't because of the surgery.

My face was the funniest thing. I had cheeks, like a chipmunk. I [still] have to purple bruises on each side of my face that could make people think that I was on the receiving side of a major fist fight. I have bags under my eyes, because I had to sleep with four pillows under my head which made it very uncomfortable. I've only had to eat baby food, because I can't chew anything. I've lost almost 8 pounds, my boobs are gone, my butt is gone. :sigh: Good times, good times! (Can you tell I'm the eternal optimist?)

Greatest ego boost of the whole surgery thing? Aside from my friend who assisted the surgery, I had three other future dentists at my disposal. They were chatting with me before the surgery, I was very inhibited at the time and said everything that came to my mind (nothing dirty), and they decided to assist the surgery. They weren't exactly my type, but the attention felt good. I'm so humble, aren't I?

I'm craving food!!! I need fooooooooood! I'm craving everything under the sun. I want a burger and fries, I want Pizza, I need coffee, I want cheese, I want chinese food. I'm hungry!!!

The best thing of this week was: last night, I was able to sleep with only one pillow under my head. Best night of sleep I've had in a week.

Cinn, thank you so much for your wishes and prayers; it meant a lot to me.
Raven, I'm sorry for not punching or biting anyone. But I'll try to go somewhere and pick a fight and tell you about it (I'm not making any promises). I

I'm going back to work next week, which is good. Someone is coming back, and I'm going to be his teacher again.

I think this is it for me right now, thanks to everyone who wished me well. I'm happy to say, I am.

Big hug,
Mary

Friday, October 08, 2004

Wisdom...less

Hey buddies! I'm here, scared shitless at the moment. I'm off for surgery in one hour, so this is going to be brief. I'm dead scared!!! The doctor gave me 2 diazepans to calm me down and it's doing shit for me (except for making me sware like sailor). A friend of mine is going to assist the operation.

I have to have surgery because the stupid wisdom teeth never did come out, so they have to operate. They are taking all four out at the same time.

The last time I went into surgery, when I came out of the anestesia.... I punched a nun, and some orderlies....um, janked the IV and started to get up to leave because I wanted to see my mom and the stupid people in the recovery room didn't go and get her. I was cold. I was in pain. I was fucking annoyed and wanted to go home.

Here's to hoping it doesn't happen again, because I would be punching my friend and a tiny doctor.

So, to my Trory friends... I'll be seeing you around in a while.

I have 13 books to keep me company........ major issues and a major sale!