Burp!

I had some soup yesterday that tasted like microwaved feet.

Healthy Choice Broccoli Cheese; I don't recommend it.

I'm still taste it everytime I burp.

Mr. Sandman, Get Your Grainy Ass Over Here

It's 5:11am and I haven't been to sleep yet. I'm not really tired, my eyes hurt from sitting in the dark writing on the computer. I should try to lay down and see what happens, because if I see the dawn I'm going to be very unhappy.

The last time I was up this late it was with Di. We had gone to Tony Dijamco's house to watch my DVDs of Firefly. The BART trains stop at midnightish and taking the bus home didn't sound safe to me so we caught the 38 Geary bus got off in front of the Hilton (my it rot in hell) and went to Lori's Diner on Mason street to sit out the night.

We ate, drank coffee and talked. It was fun. No real surprise, Ms Di is always fun. I miss her and her wonderful sense of humor. The best part of Di-o-rah-mah, is that she accepted me as I am. She told me once that she was sorry for the bad things that had happened to me but those things made me the person I was, and she really liked the person I was. I think that may be one of the most lovely things anyone had ever said to me. I was used to people not wanting to know or when they did know they disappeared (I'm talking to you, Davida) but to appreciate the scarred inner me and care for all my history is something special.

5:24 in the morning and a straight girl is yearning for another straight girl. I don't know what it means but it makes me feel all warm and loved.

It Is My Birthday

And all I want to do is sleep.

I'm feeling very blue and avoidy, I almost want to cancel lupper* plans I have with Theanna, Eva, and Jennifer. I'd like to disappear, but then who would make sure the cats had water.




*Lupper cross between lunch and supper, like brunch but on the opposite middle of the day.

"What do you want for your birthday?"

A couple of people asked and since I can't think of a post and I need new apartment things I'm going to make a list. Feel free to choose something and get it for me or quietly mock me, whichever you are most comfortable with.

Pizza cutter

Mixing bowls (Pyrex)

Baking sheets

Mixer (I really want a red standing mixer, but I know these are way expensive so a
hand one will do. Red if possible.)

Silverware

Iron

Microwave (I can dream, can't I?)

Storage for Sugar and Flour (Red with mason jar like tops)

Sauce pans (non-Teflon) with covers

Frying pans

Casserole dish (Pyrex)

Bed Frame (I want to feel like an adult and I just can't when I'm sleeping on
mattress and box spring on the floor, I'm not asking for a headboard or foot board
- just the thing that holds the bed up.)

Sewing machine (I have one in storage in Berkeley but I don't have anyone to get it
and send it to me.)

The Cuddler (Just a dream, it is the most comfortable chair I've ever been in.)

Scratching post (sturdy - so the cats will have something to dig on that isn't The
Cuddler. I'll be over here, dreaming my dreamy dreams...)

Then there's the good old gift cards for Home Depot, or Walmart, or Amazon.com.

I'm starting to feel oddly greedy so I'm going to end the post here.