Bounce back
Jul. 11th, 2005 05:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyHow to properly sum up this birthday? Let's put it this way.
My one present was wrapped in old wrapping paper one of the cats had long ago claimed as theirs by peeing on it.
That's how my birthday was.
I've had better, I've had worse, and I have a bone to pick with a certain friend for basically getting her birthday wish over with about ten seconds after midnight and then ignoring me the rest of the day. That's vaguely insulting.
On the other hand![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
_soulblueprint calling and giving me proof that the clones both giggle? That definitely adds to the shiny yay factor. :D
By Saturday I'd pretty much given up everything but the tiniest ghost of a hope that Ryan would make it. But I called, just to dash that damn hope. His sister woke him up [oops..] and after he finally was awake enough to do more than kind of flatline on the phone [mmhmms, yeahs, and uhhuhs] he made it pretty clear not. gonna. happen. Mainly by saying he still didn't know if he could get out of it. o_O Dude, don't bother. The vacation bleeds right into 6 days of working because Kathleen screwed me six ways to Sunday again. I didn't say that though. I just sort of stood there and listened as my plans crashed and burned and there were no survivors.
A note. The unhappier I am, the funnier I apparently become.
So we chat a bit more and get off the phone and I wait a bit to call Cass. Who is fairly out of it so long as we're discussing me. But she'll spend the next hour and a half bitching about her crazy neighbor. The fuck? Eventually there's her weekly bitchfit about how the weekends are her only time to see Matt, and with Shawn's change in plans it's totally ruined her weekend plans for her and Matt. About that time my eye began to twitch.
My finger twitched even more, as I really wanted to hang up on her. [Nothing is more effective than hanging up on a phone hog. nothing.] Then, I guess by the dead silence she thought to ask, "So what're you doing for your birthday?" And I thought, "Well, since my original plans obviously fell through and you just said you don't want to be away from your precious Matt, I guess I'll be doing what I'm doing now. Which is to say, nothing." And I said it. She half-assed offers to visit and then decides it's too expensive.
I hang up after awhile, and I honestly ponder crying just to get it out of the way. I know I did eventually, but I don't think it matters when.
Today! Birthday. Yesterday. Whaaaatever. I call Ari back, figuring she's already said she doesn't have to work, so maybe if I offer to pay [she's broke due to circumstances beyond her control] she'll take me to see Mr. & Mrs. Smith. But no. Her mother has ruined my plans because her car doesn't work and she's moving to NC and she volunteered Ari to go to her aunt's house and retrieve her stuff before said aunt throws it out.
About this time I realize that the day I have a birthday where people actually want to spend time with me and do, I'll probably die. /dramaqueen
But I had one more plan to go, okay? I was going to get my damn Angelina fix. I did not get my AJ fix. The boy had wandered off under the guise of buying me a gift [he didn't, but a hilarious card ensued.] and the parental units had scattered to the winds. Luckily, before the realization that this was as good as it was gonna get hit, Al called. :D
And then Ryan sent a text message or three.
And then misery tried to visit, but I told her to go fuck herself.
Then there was chatting online but my eyes started to blur to the point of pain, so I wandered off to see if Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends was on. It wasn't, but it would be soon. YAY! Pizza and Foster's. Oh yeah. Double glee when I realized it was one I hadn't seen. Then Ryan actually called, but it didn't last long. Which was okay because he promised to call back and I had cake and present to attend to.
Enter the cat piss wrapped present [the new Bratz Twiins if you wondered] and the cake where I blew out all the candles in one go. But about this time meloncholy kicked my ass when I noticed my father giving me these pity looks everytime he thought I wasn't looking. Also, I noticed the boy was out having far more fun than I'd managed to have.
Cake doesn't solve all woes. Especially when coupled with vanilla icecream that doesn't really taste all that yummy. Woe.
Luckily then Jake called as I was about to pass out from extreme boredom. :D
And then I passed out. For those playing along at home, this means Ryan didn't call back. Alas.
For those who pondered the gift and didn't want to wade through the angst, tis the new Bratz Twiins. They were sort of shoved behind some other crap and somehow managed to speak to me, as a set, far more than Pheebs and Roxxi ever did. [Due to years of SVH, I have a twin fixation. I'm weak.] Plus, they're about $5 cheaper for some odd ass reason.
I bought myself MyScene Goes Hollywood Nolee [eeeeeeebbbil], the fashion fever fashion week thingie in silver and purple [yay!], the new Bratz boutique clothing set in white and the pink top with pinstriped pants that Icy immediately claimed. Oh, and a Cliq It doll on clearance. However, I now know why she was on clearance. :p
Dolly thoughts: This means I got to see some of the newer dolly crack I hadn't seen in person yet, so a bit of a ramble.
Saw Treasures Sasha. The colors kind of make her fade into the background, but I was tempted. Verrrrry tempted. The moment she's part of a sale, I'll probably bring her home. No sign of Jade, naturally.
GH Madison isn't half as horrid in person, but she's still... off. It's like they intended her to look bronzed and faaaaaaabulous, but it just made her look sickly. However, she's got nifty stuff. So, again, sale bait. No sign of Lindsay, B, Chels, or Hudson. Did see Ryan. Can't really imagine they needed someone who looked so similar to River since they just canned Ellis and all. Saw the dressing room. OMG! The use of "OMG!" should spell out exactly how much coolness there is.
Annnnnd I'm wanting to ruin a Pullip badly. But I'll be good. For now. The urge comes and goes... Sigh. [that would be the urge to customize one, not just randomly throw one into oncoming traffic.]
And cuz I was tagged!
List your current six favorite songs and then tag six other people to do the same in their journal.
1) Headfirst for Halos- My Chemical Romance [I'm not sure it's so much a favorite, but it's been stuck in my head for months now.]
2) Snow Cherries from France - Tori Amos
3) I Never Told You What I Do For A Living - MCR
4) Ribbons Undone - Tori Amos
5) Sunflowers - Everclear
6) Made to Heal - Our Lady Peace
I'd tag people, only I think just about everyone's done this one. :p So, if you haven't, congrats. You've been tagged.
I think it's time for birthday cake for breakfast. :D
Pictures, btw, are forthcoming. But not of me. God no.
Tee. Clones giggle!
My one present was wrapped in old wrapping paper one of the cats had long ago claimed as theirs by peeing on it.
That's how my birthday was.
I've had better, I've had worse, and I have a bone to pick with a certain friend for basically getting her birthday wish over with about ten seconds after midnight and then ignoring me the rest of the day. That's vaguely insulting.
On the other hand
_soulblueprint calling and giving me proof that the clones both giggle? That definitely adds to the shiny yay factor. :DBy Saturday I'd pretty much given up everything but the tiniest ghost of a hope that Ryan would make it. But I called, just to dash that damn hope. His sister woke him up [oops..] and after he finally was awake enough to do more than kind of flatline on the phone [mmhmms, yeahs, and uhhuhs] he made it pretty clear not. gonna. happen. Mainly by saying he still didn't know if he could get out of it. o_O Dude, don't bother. The vacation bleeds right into 6 days of working because Kathleen screwed me six ways to Sunday again. I didn't say that though. I just sort of stood there and listened as my plans crashed and burned and there were no survivors.
A note. The unhappier I am, the funnier I apparently become.
So we chat a bit more and get off the phone and I wait a bit to call Cass. Who is fairly out of it so long as we're discussing me. But she'll spend the next hour and a half bitching about her crazy neighbor. The fuck? Eventually there's her weekly bitchfit about how the weekends are her only time to see Matt, and with Shawn's change in plans it's totally ruined her weekend plans for her and Matt. About that time my eye began to twitch.
My finger twitched even more, as I really wanted to hang up on her. [Nothing is more effective than hanging up on a phone hog. nothing.] Then, I guess by the dead silence she thought to ask, "So what're you doing for your birthday?" And I thought, "Well, since my original plans obviously fell through and you just said you don't want to be away from your precious Matt, I guess I'll be doing what I'm doing now. Which is to say, nothing." And I said it. She half-assed offers to visit and then decides it's too expensive.
I hang up after awhile, and I honestly ponder crying just to get it out of the way. I know I did eventually, but I don't think it matters when.
Today! Birthday. Yesterday. Whaaaatever. I call Ari back, figuring she's already said she doesn't have to work, so maybe if I offer to pay [she's broke due to circumstances beyond her control] she'll take me to see Mr. & Mrs. Smith. But no. Her mother has ruined my plans because her car doesn't work and she's moving to NC and she volunteered Ari to go to her aunt's house and retrieve her stuff before said aunt throws it out.
About this time I realize that the day I have a birthday where people actually want to spend time with me and do, I'll probably die. /dramaqueen
But I had one more plan to go, okay? I was going to get my damn Angelina fix. I did not get my AJ fix. The boy had wandered off under the guise of buying me a gift [he didn't, but a hilarious card ensued.] and the parental units had scattered to the winds. Luckily, before the realization that this was as good as it was gonna get hit, Al called. :D
And then Ryan sent a text message or three.
And then misery tried to visit, but I told her to go fuck herself.
Then there was chatting online but my eyes started to blur to the point of pain, so I wandered off to see if Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends was on. It wasn't, but it would be soon. YAY! Pizza and Foster's. Oh yeah. Double glee when I realized it was one I hadn't seen. Then Ryan actually called, but it didn't last long. Which was okay because he promised to call back and I had cake and present to attend to.
Enter the cat piss wrapped present [the new Bratz Twiins if you wondered] and the cake where I blew out all the candles in one go. But about this time meloncholy kicked my ass when I noticed my father giving me these pity looks everytime he thought I wasn't looking. Also, I noticed the boy was out having far more fun than I'd managed to have.
Cake doesn't solve all woes. Especially when coupled with vanilla icecream that doesn't really taste all that yummy. Woe.
Luckily then Jake called as I was about to pass out from extreme boredom. :D
And then I passed out. For those playing along at home, this means Ryan didn't call back. Alas.
For those who pondered the gift and didn't want to wade through the angst, tis the new Bratz Twiins. They were sort of shoved behind some other crap and somehow managed to speak to me, as a set, far more than Pheebs and Roxxi ever did. [Due to years of SVH, I have a twin fixation. I'm weak.] Plus, they're about $5 cheaper for some odd ass reason.
I bought myself MyScene Goes Hollywood Nolee [eeeeeeebbbil], the fashion fever fashion week thingie in silver and purple [yay!], the new Bratz boutique clothing set in white and the pink top with pinstriped pants that Icy immediately claimed. Oh, and a Cliq It doll on clearance. However, I now know why she was on clearance. :p
Dolly thoughts: This means I got to see some of the newer dolly crack I hadn't seen in person yet, so a bit of a ramble.
Saw Treasures Sasha. The colors kind of make her fade into the background, but I was tempted. Verrrrry tempted. The moment she's part of a sale, I'll probably bring her home. No sign of Jade, naturally.
GH Madison isn't half as horrid in person, but she's still... off. It's like they intended her to look bronzed and faaaaaaabulous, but it just made her look sickly. However, she's got nifty stuff. So, again, sale bait. No sign of Lindsay, B, Chels, or Hudson. Did see Ryan. Can't really imagine they needed someone who looked so similar to River since they just canned Ellis and all. Saw the dressing room. OMG! The use of "OMG!" should spell out exactly how much coolness there is.
Annnnnd I'm wanting to ruin a Pullip badly. But I'll be good. For now. The urge comes and goes... Sigh. [that would be the urge to customize one, not just randomly throw one into oncoming traffic.]
And cuz I was tagged!
List your current six favorite songs and then tag six other people to do the same in their journal.
1) Headfirst for Halos- My Chemical Romance [I'm not sure it's so much a favorite, but it's been stuck in my head for months now.]
2) Snow Cherries from France - Tori Amos
3) I Never Told You What I Do For A Living - MCR
4) Ribbons Undone - Tori Amos
5) Sunflowers - Everclear
6) Made to Heal - Our Lady Peace
I'd tag people, only I think just about everyone's done this one. :p So, if you haven't, congrats. You've been tagged.
I think it's time for birthday cake for breakfast. :D
Pictures, btw, are forthcoming. But not of me. God no.
Tee. Clones giggle!
