word for today

foonglery.

serious. it’s a word. Ask Matt

that’s me, giving you props again, in public, see?

now. send. me. presents.

thank you and gnite.

quotes from today

1. a bus on wings. WAHAAHHAAHAHH
2. ‘please don’t ever make happiness by the body on top of my linen’ WAHAHAHAH
3. ‘this is a looooong and complicated story whch will have to be explained using diagrams and pictures…’
4. getting news that boose toilet paper tam tam is coming home for the season of fest.
5. it’s the little things that keep me going nowadays too. big things generally just sideswipe me.

for the first day back at work, i have laughed a lot and smiled significantly at this here lil screen.

oh, last note. one day soon i will have a coherent blog post. til then, i hope you’re all doing the longest survey of all time. if you are not, i am disappointed. no sweeties for you, naughty pumpkins

sheena

honestly, sheena.

i have no idea how it happened, but i am entirely grateful that you exist.

your fax had me lying on floor of yellowwalled office and fanning myself in hysteria.

see you soon.

X

i am so excited i have weed twelve times. yes, twelve.

i’ve mailed you, we’ve texted approximately 96 times today, and had some amazing phone action. cannot wait to see you my situational twin.

on another note, i miss you freakishly.

that is all, gnite.

X

sunday evening stoked.

stoked. i tell you. stoked.

i’m not big on revealing other people’s news but i’m just stoked. you would probably be able to do it a lot more coherently anyway you superwoman.

yayayayayayay.

happy smile.

it will be great to see you my friend. go buy crunchies now.

wah. angular momentum.

okay, sometimes, just sometimes, i think you’re sitting right next to me. it freaks me out a little, but i’m okay with it.

i just random googled ‘make me smile’

and this came up.

i have not seen it in a very long time. i once spent an entire day staring at it. just staring.

honestly. good night now.

ew

ew. the internet is a bad place. here

late night saturday

a. late night msn with nicky. aka. reason 6579467637 why i have the best friends on the whole planet. because they live on the same planet, and read the same page as me (never mind today’s mutual but seperate DO NOT LEAVE the house phobia with Steve). Anyway, an excerpt:

nick says:
i watched that tom cruise scientology thing
Cath says:
yeah you said
Cath says:
and?
nick says:
and then the southpark scientology episode
Cath says:
wajjajaj
Cath says:
hes in the closet
nick says:
and then war of the worlds came on
Cath says:
hes coming out of the closet
Cath says:
lol
Cath says:
lol
Cath says:
tom cruise
nick says:
it was like appropriate lol
Cath says:
r kelly
Cath says:
whahhaah

b. it’s bianca’s birthday in approx 49 minutes. am waiting to text her. but with vodacon being a bit of a fucktard this evening (yes, really, a fucktard), she may only get it next year. fuck, three years ago…we were doing funnels to celebrate on the balcony of 442. good times, good times, monday hangovers. wah.

c. waiting for postsecret to update.

d. love gladys to pieces.

e. i love this pretty pink mary janes cam chose.

f. there are lots of boats at sea. there are lots of stars… at night.

g. which leads me on to… ‘it’s a fine day, people open windows’.

h. holy shit, you’re gonna be an uncle.

i. isn’t it funny how things come together after things fall apart?

j. i just figured something pretty random out. it’d only make sense in my head. leaving you hanging then. again.

gnite. sleep tight. smooches. i miss you freakishly.

earth hour

you are doing it, right?

here

thank you t

thank you t.

just shut up and go read tertia

she gets bucketloads of pooh and assvice (thanks dear) about how she should be raising her beautiful kids, and just about every time she makes a statement or does something, someone jumps up and attacks her.

i say fucking kudos to you, t. you inspire me daily. and your twins are beyond beautiful.

i find myself having to answer a lot of questions around how i and matthew parent. and some aspersions too. from the lame (‘why does your child still have a dummy?’) to the downright rude (i’m not mentioning examples) to the unbelievably dumb (again, not mentioning examples), and i’ll be frank, and you can be exactly who you want to be, but seriously, i think that the only time any person has the right to judge another person’s parenting is when said opionator is parent in question’s child, living parent in question’s life and/or raising that particular child. the only exceptions to that rule is if child’s life is in direct and obvious danger.

i firmly believe that every parent out there does the best for their child that they can. and if they’re not, well, they should be. but i’m not here to judge them.

as for comfort objects, hells, life’s too hard, thanks. i have mine, including my cartman, who’s seeing me through adulthood. and i have no interest in taking anything away from cameron until she says she’s ready. thus far, she’s been more than able to tell me when she’s ready to let something go or take something on.

/end of rant. thank you tertia.