usmcsis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- are my colors pukey? so i requested a review from iced milk reviews yesterday and they finished the review today. she only viewed like two or three pages but whatever. she thinks the colors on my layout are pukey, she doesn't like that i call my parents mama & daddy, and i didn't get any points for extras for some reason. *points down* is it just me or there an "extras" page down there? it's not even that i care about my score. i asked for a review just because i want to see what random peoples perspectives are. this girl is fifteen and she had an interesting perspective. i think it says a lot about her by seeing what she picked to comment on. so anyway, it's been a long day and i am actually looking forward to working tomorrow. it's grocery day so i know i'll be busy all day, and i'm off saturday and sunday so i have something to look forward to. i'm kind of stewing about this review here now. i keep going back and looking at it and it's kind of pissing me off now. and i promised myself when i decided to get reviewed that i wasn't going to take anything personally, it was all for insight. it's not even that i'm taking what she said about me personally though. it's the scoring rules. she didn't seem to score me according to her own rules and i'm kind of pissed about that. but, she's fifteen, what're you going to do? blah. i'm over it. i'm really anticipating my reaming from slutreviews though. i think that review will be fun. even though i'm pretty sure i'm going to suffer a blow to the ego or two, or ten. so i spent a great deal of the day thinking about characters and possible plots for my NaNoWriMo entry. you can work from an outline. you can come up with plots and characters and stuff, and you can do some research into things you are going to write about. you just can't start the actual novel until november first. any ideas yet fal? some of you may be asking yourselves if i made it through the entire day dew-free? most of you probably aren't, but you could be. but to answer the un-asked question, yes, i did. not a single solitary drop of dew passed my lips today. as a matter of fact, there was a two-liter in the fridge with about two inches left in it, and i, yes, i, poured it down the sink and tossed the bottle into the recycle bin. *bows to applause* so no dew today, minor headache. mama hasn't had any in three days, and none of her rings are fitting. and yes, i call her mama. this is the south, what the fuck else am i supposed to call her? so i got pretty pissed off at her this afternoon. i had printed some stuff out about the south beach diet and the foods that she is allowed to have and not allowed to have within the first two weeks. so i was talking to her about it and how i can pretty much modify it to fit my cholesterol diet into it and we can do it together and she looks at me and says, "well, i'm hoping when i go back wednesday the doctor will tell me that he's found something and he'll tell me that he'll do whatever to fix it and that'll be it." i looked at her for a second and then i said, "that is the dumbest thing i've ever heard you say." and i got up and walked out of the room. i went into the kitchen and opened the fridge and that's when i poured the dew down the drain. i also found her stash of chocolate in the bottom drawer under the veggies no one eats and i chucked it all in the garbage. then i went to the pantry and did the same thing. i kind of pissed my dad off though when i dumped the chocolate ice cream in the sink. he'll get over it. i crashed in front of trading spaces and zoned out while mama went to the grocery store. she came home with a semi-decent selection of healthy food, carbsmart ice cream and sugar free popsicles. she brought me the pages i printed out and told me she had read them and asked if i'd go grocery shopping with her this weekend. i said sure and then i was like kind of apologetic because i know i hurt her feelings. so i said it isn't about losing weight, we need to be more healthy, both of us. she nodded and went to cook dinner. it's like i told cathy today, i know i'm going to lose my dad, i don't want to have to worry about losing my mom too. i just noticed that i have a bruise the size of a quarter on my thigh and it is so dark purple that it is almost black. and i have no friggin idea where it came from. i don't remember walking into anything tonight. how weird is that? another gallon of water consumed today and now i have to pee again. i know you all needed to know that. so, yeah. toodles 12:16 am - 24 Sep 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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