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I need to come out of my shell and just tell the truth about me.

I HATE christmas.

Nothing would suit me better than if it went the feck away and never came back.

Im tired of playing along, and I am sure I am not alone.

Im aware of hating it all year round, but when it comes close enough that plans have to be made - well - I just sort of spazz out.

Funnier still is that each year it seems to get worse....till here I am now...feeling backed in a corner and ready to bite anyone who comes near me and mentions it.

I mean, Im beyond mad about it, Im positively enraged by it.

I dont understand it myself. and I cant find a rational reason for it that is big enough to explain my way out of proportion reaction to it.

I dont want to deny my husband time with his family....but it just feels like Im betraying myself to continue to participate.

No one has to respond to this, I dont expect it and Im not inviting feedback - Im just getting it out there. Maybe others like me will appreciate the validation.

Why cant we just be good to each other and our fellow man all year round...without the need for cash and prizes?

Oculus Sinister, Self Portrait

My Oculus Sinister.

I am blind in my left eye, but with it I see that which is hidden.


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The right eye is called Oculus Dexter.

Disturbing

Xmas Refugee Road Trip Trivia:

The only things open on Christmas Day:
MickeyD's
KFC
Composting Toilets


Holiday Road Toll 2008:

Un-identifiable Corpses - 17
Sheep/Lambs - 8
Wombat - 3
Possom - 2
Roo/Wallaby - 10
Lizard - 9
Turtle - 1
Fox - 7
Rabbit - 9
Bird - 17
Trailers with one wheel off - 3

Total: 86 dead in 1,231 Kilometres

VD, STD, MEMES

Same clap, different medium?

My Evil Twin Tagged me with the SEVEN THINGS ABOUT ME meme.

What seven things could anyone possibly want to know about me?

Cranky
Possibly justifiably
Inflexible - mentally AND physically. Damnnit.
Impatient
Intolerant
Insufficiently caffeinated
Hate all the neighbors

Pfffft! Im not tagging anybody.

Dont comment! No Body Should Comment! Tsk. Eye roll.

Goodbye Cruel World!

I have decided to eat a 800 gram box of bran, then lock myself in a small room with a box of matches.

Previously on this blog, I complained about developing diabetes. About two weeks after that, I finally got my chance to see a diabetes dietician, who explained to me how to control my blood glucose levels using the carbohydrate exchange system.

All well and good, a big adjustment to make, but well worth the effort. After all, who wants to go blind or start having toes off, right?

But for some reason today, all I want is chocolate covered cookies. Yes, yes, I could have ONE....but WHAT THE HELL GOOD IS ONE GONNA DO?

Can I get a witness?

Carpal Tunnel Syndrome Surgery Countdown

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(Yes, this means it will be up to one year before my number comes up and I get one hand done...after that I can go on the list for the other.)

Quitting Smoking Gave Me Diabetes

Oh yes it did.

And you know what, Im sure that me dying of heart disease due to smoking would have cost the health care system a LOT less than keeping me alive with diabetes. I sure as shit would have been a lot more pleasant to be around through the whole process too.

So, all you anti-smoking nazis out there, the jokes on you! Not only do you not get all that juicy revenue that this ex-smoker provided (and for which you should be eternally grateful), but you will have me around longer to penalize you for your bitching about my smoking.

And before anyone gets on thier high horse and gives me the second hand smoke bullshit, there is something else you should consider:

Once I quit smoking, I found myself gagging on the smell of car exhaust everywhere I went....but can I walk up to everyone in a car and bitch at them about what they are making me breathe?

So if you want to try to lecture me, youd better be damn sure youre 'without sin' yourself.

Im Fixing a hole...

...where the rain gets in,

and stops my mind from wandering,

where it will go......

Still in that place Ive been where I just dont want to talk.

Its the wierdest damn thing, but there it is.