You know when people with accents sing.... you can't really hear it?? Ya well I've found the exception. Put on any goddamn Proclaimer's song and it'll prove you wrong. - This realization really has no particular meaning.
It has been awhile since I've posted and I really wish I had some sort of exciting excuse that would explain my absence; but alas, I do not. It's funny really, how in younger years, it felt like time was barely moving, I honestly believed I would be wearing a training bra into my thirties and be sporting my fashionable cat sweatshirt well into the next century. Now, I can barely grasp time, my tits fall out of every bra I own and I am still mourning over my cotton cat attire. Part of this problem could be fixed if I actually went and saw those creepy boob ladies at the Bay for a "proper fitting;" but if I wanted to be felt up by someone twice my age I'd ask my mother. I spose' there will come a time when none of this really matters and my concerns will be more focused on my irregular bowels and my random health ailments. "Oh Sharon I'm cancelling bridge this week, my Sciatica is acting up again." Christ.
In other news, I will be an Aunt again for the second time this year!! As a result, I tried to benefit from this exciting event by using it to my own advantage in MY relationship. I honestly don't think I ask for much, and other than the occasional mental terrorizing, I would say I'm a pretty awesome person to marry. So anyway, after telling Fraser that he was going to be an uncle again, I thought it would be an opportune time to try and get something out of it - most of this was sparked by this Youtube video I saw last week :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tOFq5q8Lo18
At some point I have rationalized this all in my head that instead of asking Fraser for a child, I will ask for something slightly "less needy;" a RED EFFING PANDA. It's kind of like asking for something Name Brand but settling for the B grade version of it. Now I understand that keeping animals such as this in an apartment is frowned upon and WRONG. However, wouldn't this be a sweet pet?? Like that time I went to the Edmonton zoo and thought a Fenneck fox would be an awesome upgrade to owning a dog. Right.......Regardless, the panda idea was immediately laughed at and turned down. We will see who's laughing when you return home to find your suit clothes have been turned into a panda bathroom.
Other than trying to build my apartment zoo, it's my birthday next week! No really, I'm not that excited and I have also added "Tuesday" to the list of "Days I Hate." I'm not sure where this birthday issue stemmed from but it all seemed to go downhill after the year "goodie bags" were no longer cool. It's really unfortunate that I am a productive member of society because I could easily spend the day huddled in my closet in a nest of shoes listening to Whitney Houston and blubbering into a torn towel. Don't worry, I would still come out for snacks; mostly in the liquid/alcohol version....I might even shower.
Until next time.
