Sabine says my ADD is ruining her feng shui today. OH LOOK BUNNIES!

Actual excerpts from our Google Chats today:

me: I am taking the MOG MY LIFE SUZCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! today.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
Sabine: I am so stupidly happy.
STUPIDLY HAPPY
me: GOOD.
YOU DESERVE IT.
I LOVE CAPITALS TODAY.
Sabine: I LOVE EVERYTHING TODAY
me: Who put glitter in your cheerios?

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me: Ok. "Bri and 4 other friends are attending Pre-Rapture Orgy" made me LOL.
Sabine: NOBODY INVITED ME TO THE ORGY.
me: ....
Bri is inviting you to the orgy.
Sabine: Having Bri invite me makes it EVEN BETTER.
I LOVE TODAY

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me: subcontractors eating my brain
Sabine: you haz subcontracted ZOMBIES?!?!
me: YES.
AND THEY DO NOT UNDERSTAND WORKERS COMP
Sabine: Must be cheap labor at least.
me: true...
Do you want to know what just happened to me?
Sabine: YES
me: Remember that thing...... several months ago? Last summer?
<cutting out all the good stuff. But it was REALLY funny. And awesome.>
Sabine: I just have to say it, I love us. Really, I do.
me: I love us, too.

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me: http://www.patspapers.com/story_stack/item/baby_cakes_offer_up_proof_in_the_frosting/
Sabine: I blame my inability to comprehend that on my lack of wubby as a young child.
me: right.
Sabine: My Mother failed me.
and because of that she will never find out the sex of her grandchild via Skype.
so really she failed herself too
me: hopefully she'll never find out from cake, either.
Sabine: Pink cake always tastes like ass anyway. I can't imagine what blue cake would taste like...blue coconut?
me: COCONUT IS NOT BLUE WHY THE FUCK DO PEOPLE DO THAT. Didn't we JUST have this conversation????
COCONUT DOES NOT TASTE BLUE.
Sabine: Right, cause that is after all your favorite tampon scent.
me: Coconut doesn't even smell blue. MY blue tampons are BlueBERRY scented.
Sabine: blue raspberry?
me: sure.
Sabine: You totally just broke my brain.
me: Hey! I just got good news. I think that means I'm probably going to step on a rusty nail or something.
Sabine: Dammit, Sarah. Your ADD mind is fucking with my feng shui today.
me: :D "Rapture" by Blondie just got added into the bout playlist.
me: Ok, so I bought a package of Hanes boyshorts. And they're the MOST COMFY UNDERPANTS in the world. It's like a 16 hour hug for your ass. LOVE them. Can't find them online to order more. Iz SAD.

<Sabine is unavailable for chat>

Despite all the crap I'm about to say, I'm really in a great mood.

My internal dialogue entertains the hell out of me sometimes.  Somewhere around the age of 12 I figured out that I wasn't supposed to just always say those things that I was thinking, though, and most of the time my tact filter kicks on and I don't spread snark and sarcasm every damn time I open my mouth.  That internal dialogue is for ME- and select others that I choose to share it with, but for the most part keeping it internalized is for everyone's better interest... and clearly, it's broken today. Or malfunctioning.  Or I left it next to my contact lens case or underneath the banana I meant to grab on my way out the door.  Regardless- it is 10:13 AM, and one co-worker has already cried at me, another is hiding in the warehouse "cleaning" (because it hasn't happened for 3 years, so today is the perfect time to do that), and I've dropped f-bombs on Sabine's wall because the bracelets she posted a picture of annoyed me because they are probably a really great idea and that makes me sad.

So instead of telling you what is on my mind, which includes things like Craigslist Ads Inspired by God (there's a true story there), how flighty artists annoy the Bejeebus out of me (though I was saved by amazing non-flighty artist Boompoet, who is now my favorite person until at least close of business today), and how all this annoying week-ness is really getting in the way of the weekend GETTING HERE already.... I'm going to tell you what I told Sabine earlier:

I don't wish to explain how it is that I came to google "Extreme Ironing", but I did. That's the high point of my morning.

You're Welcome.

Just another bit of rambling

There are bloggers out there who, upon having a medical Thing going on, will offer their readers full disclosure.  They don't hold back when discussing the intricate workings and malfunctionings of their bodies, and as a result they grow to be loved in the blogosphere and people send them free Starbucks gift cards just for being that awesome.

Luckily for all of us, I don't aspire to that level of greatness and I don't mind buying my own coffee.  So I had a Little Medical Thing going on, and yesterday I had a Little Surgical Procedure, and now I'm on my way to being back to normal except for a Little Incision that needs a few days to get happy.  There are pretty much only two downsides to this that are going to effect me more than the soreness - 1) my insurance sucks and my deductible could buy a reasonably decent but older used car outright and 2) the post-op medication is requiring me to stay out of the sun, and even to exercise caution in the car.  Seeing as my plan was to be at Crown List this weekend being involved in Jeanie's elevation ceremony - NOT HAPPY.  As for the deductible- well, that's what I have savings for.  It's not where I'd have liked to have spent it but it isn't going to "hurt" me as long as I don't end up in the market for a car anytime soon... which is not something I was planning on anyway.

This weekend, instead of being there, I'm going to stay home and try to hole up and do something artistic.  I'm not sure what- it may just be framing some photos that I've been neglecting, but I figure if I've gained a free weekend I should do something with it, and I'm not going to be doing yard work, obviously.

So, other than that....


I had a phone call from a local rapper who needed help pronouncing my derby name as it kind of sounded like "Angus Muffin" in the first cut of his track.  It just so turns out that when speaking, said rapper has the voice of Ton Loc and even uses the phrase "Let's Do It" which turned me into a squealing schoolgirl.  A few hours later I'd seen to it that my Ton Loc voice-alike had called Sabine, who agrees that should rapping ever not pan out, this guy could make MILLIONS by selling recordings of himself reading just about anything to 30-something women.

And yes.  My derby league now has our very own rap song that I don't even think anybody really solicited.  We've gotten some neato-cool free things, don't get me wrong, but that may be on the top of the list- and apparently, a music video is to follow.

Other than all that? I'm getting excited about next weekend. I should be all healed up (and non-vampiric) in a few days, and having all of my people in town for the next bout is making me very happy.  It's nice to have things to look forward to and in that department I'm quite blessed, if not a little impatient.

It's Not About Me.

There's a difference between trying to be THE better person and trying to be A better person.  I do strongly believe that the former shouldn't be a goal; it shouldn't, but it can be tempting.  The end result might be the same but the motivations that get you there are sometimes more important.  WANT versus DO, though- that's being challenging for me today.  Challenges aren't supposed to be negatives but seriously... today?  I'm whiny.  I want things to be easy and perfect and lacking in conflict and moodiness and sadness, and when I don't get what I want, sometimes I get off kilter and my responses aren't the greatest.  I'm human.

This morning I let myself get sucked into my own little private pity party for awhile.  It's been a stressful few days/week, and letting myself wallow in that rather than meeting its' challenge isn't good.  It isn't good for me, or for the people I might poison with my crappy attitude if I let it stick around.  It doesn't do anything but perpetuate negativity and we have too much of that available as it is without growing more.

"To have true friends and be loved by them, we must in turn feel love and sympathy for others." His Holiness the Dalai Lama posted that on his Twitter today.  It's simple. True. Short enough to remember and kind of make my little mantra for the next day or two until the clouds pass and things get a bit easier around here.  I do not question that I have true friends. I do. We have a good system but that system only works properly if everyone holds up their end of the support network when chips go down... and while I'm not saying I've been an asshole, the people that I want to support deserve the best.  They deserve better than they can ever be given, by me or by anybody else... but at the very least, they're going to get the best that can be mustered.  Dammit.

It isn't my job, today, to be self-absorbed, at least not beyond the point of taking care of myself so I can take care of others.  Tomorrow, Wednesday, next week, next month... that day will come, and it will be fine, then, but for right now my job needs to be trying to figure out how to make things a little bit easier for others.