Critter’s Krib

Should be home in the morning. Am currently stuck in Pa-ho-nix (Phoenix). I am tired and just plain worn out.

• Stuck in the RDU Airport
• dealing with the possibility of not making my connecting flight.
• waiting for confirmation that my backup flight has been scheduled
• drinking Coronas
• feeling bad because Talon felt ill at school today.
• missing Talon and I haven’t even left yet
• carrying a pair of scissors in my carry-on luggage that they never found.
• watching my luggage so that no one tampers with them and removes said scissors to do bodily harm on anyone.
• a wee bit pissed.
• making people laugh with my new bluetooth retro phone thingamabob
• sitting off to the side, charging up my computer in an outlet next to the shoe-shine guy.
• watching people
• not all that excited to fly.
• hungry
• excited for next weeks trip to the UK
• excited for next weeks trip to the UK (that’s right, I said it twice)
• done for now.

That’s right, baby! My flight is booked and I will be headed back to the UK next month. It has been about 3 years since I have been back.

I cannot wait!

Today will end up being a very busy day. I am not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing, yet.

• Finish coding project
• Start Jill’s new cage
• Bit of laundry
• Major clean of Talon’s room
• Clean old office out
• Clean downstairs
• Leaves and acorns?

Monday I smashed my nose into a window. This evening I was putting up some curtains when the curtain rod slipped. It was somehow caught between my pinky and the rest of my fingers. And from there it just rolled around and twisted the crap out of my finger.

So, now, my left pinky finger is swollen and discolored. I am going to crawl into bed and not get out for a while. It is too dangerous for me out here.

They must be after me. I am afraid. I am very afraid.

The pain in my face just became too unbearable a while ago. I was lucky enough to get a last minute appointment at Mann ENT.

The doctor says my septum is partially deviated. He also said the reason for the headaches today is that swelling tends to peak around the third day. I knew my septum was deviated, that has always been the case, but it is worse now. The nasal passage on the left side is pretty much closed off.

Oh, and the bottom of my nose is crooked now. There goes my modeling contracts.

Oh, btw… Happy Birthday, Kate

Said in Forest Gump like voice. There I was walking down a hall, minding my own business. I took a left expecting to turn into a room, but I had turned left into another hallway, as I took a few more steps, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the room I wanted to enter. I turned and

BAM!!!

I walked into what I thought was an open door, but the immediate pounding in my nose told me that it was a beautifully cleaned, spotless window. I nailed it. It was just like getting punched in the face, my eyes water instantly and my nose and head started pounding.

Anyway, it is the next morning. I still have a horrible headache and my nose is all swoled (it could be a word) up. bah

I am headed out of town Sunday afternoon for a quick trip to California. I needed shirt and tie for one of the day, so I stopped by Kohls this evening to pick up the necessary attire.

It only took me a couple of minutes to realize that I severely lack any ability to match any color or style of clothing. Seriously, how the hell am I supposed to put an outfit together. Am I supposed to match the tie to the trousers or to the socks. How do I match the tie to the shirt?

Why can’t I just dress all in one color? I bet even I could pick out black slacks, a black shirt and a black tie. Now wouldn’t that be much easier?

It would for me. I could always visit the children’s section and match up my colors from the Garanimals section, except the tie throws me all off.

Ties should at least come with a small card that shows what basic colors the damn things go with.

I was up at 3:30 am, thinking about what I had to get done today, when it occurred to me that I should do my grocery shopping now rather than later. What a great, freaking idea that was. No, seriously. I left the house at 4am. I was in and out of the store in 30 minutes. And I was back home with groceries put away by 4:45 am. It totally rocked.

I was the only one in the store besides the few employees. I bagged my own groceries, which I don’t mind due to my awesome bagging skills picked up at Publix when I was 15. People used to write letters to my manager about my awesomeness. No, seriously, they did.

I still have teh mad bagging skillz. Don’t be jealous.

Currently listening to: without.a.trace.501.hdtv.xvid:lol

Here it is 5:50 am and I already feel like I am being rushed and behind on time today.

This definitely cannot be a good start to the day.

Currently listening to: justice.104.Addicts.ws.hdtv.xvid:xor.svcd.snoconv