'Grossness' Factor: everyday (well, maybe not everyday) stupid stuff ~ for women. Perhaps a 2, 4 at the most. For guys ~ probably a 7.
Quote of the day:
"They want me to wet my pants in fear...but they're too late!"
~ Dale Gribble, King of the Hill
I've decided to make an early New Year's resolution. Hopefully, by making it so early and therefore avoiding the cliche' factor, it'll stick. I hope so. My resolution is to tell it like it is...and on that note...
Looking back on the last entry ~ gods, I am such a (mela)drama queen...or should I say king?
I can't believe that I did something so stupid today. I think that I am losing my mind. I'm walking around all day, thinking that on top of everything that I have managed to come down with a certain lovely infection that women everywhere just love to deal with. I'm burning. I'm itching. I'm thinking, "Greaaaaaaat." So off I go through the day, changing the kotex every little bit because I can't even bear the thought of wearing a tampon under such conditions, certain that I would have to make a stop at Wally World to buy a case or so of Monistat. Never thinking...
After going through the entire day like this, I discover the stupid thing that I have done. I never took out the tampon from last night. It's no wonder that I felt the way I did. I can't believe that I totally forgot about the damn thing. Now if I don't get sick from my stupidity I'll be one happy camper.
How utterly disgusting...and embarrassing to talk about. I guess I don't really have anything to worry about ~ according to the counter nobody reads this thing anyway. Yay! I'm anonymous!
At least this incident wasn't like the time last spring when I found the lump in my breast. It was just behind the nipple and felt to be the size of a small pea. That was frightening. How does one react when they find a hard little mass where there should only be soft tissue? My reaction: I sat down. That's it. I didn't know what else to do at the time. The next day, relief came ~ it was only a pimple that I happened to catch before it came to a head. It was the only time that I have ever been glad to see a pimple.
In other, more boring, news...
I'm still shelling black walnuts. I guess I've shelled nearly a gallon of nut meat by now. That's only a guess, since I've eaten quite a bit; given some away, stored still more in various sized jars in the fridge and freezer...my gods, I've never seen so many nuts.
Oh yeah ~ I'm waiting to hear now about 1.) the status of my FAFSA and therefore 2.) when I get to sign up for my classes. Heavens forbid that I have to wait until next fall to do it. If I have to wait, hopefully it'll only be 'til summer. I still haven't gotten the financial aid info from Vol State. I hate waiting! I feel like the young Jean Luc Picard in that episode of Star Trek TNG when he starts jumping up and down yelling, "NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!!!!"
Current book: The Mythic Imagination: your quest for meaning through personal mythology ~ Stephen Larsen, Ph.D., published 1990 by Bantam. I bought this book at a yard sale (although I don't remember where) and it's just been sitting until now. Dr. Larsen was a student of Joseph Campbell and writes that although there isn't a modern day mythology, per se, in place to guide us on our way as there was in ancient times, the major mythic themes still show up in our dreams. The Hero quest. Monsters. Tests. Interesting read.
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