She's so unusual

There are two sides to every coin...


I think I need to get my blood sugars tested for diabetes and/or hypo-glycemia. I’m fading fast. Every time I eat lunch (especially lunch) I get so tired. Not just normal sleepiness but a feeling that I just want to pass out, fall backwards and just sleep where ever the hell I happen to fall. It would feel so good. I want to feel unconscious. I want to sleep for days. I do believe I’m getting a good amount of sleep at night. I’m dreaming so I know I’m reaching R.E.M levels. So unfortunately my mind starts thinking the worst and the saddest part is that I have this history of diabetes in my family. I’ve always been sensitive to food. Fainting when I haven’t eaten and falling into deep slumbers when I have. Plus I’m an over-eater. It’s scary to think about it but I should just do it. My medical insurance kicks in on the first so I’ll finally be able to go in and let them drain my blood away, run tests, poke & prod me and do what they will with my body.

In un-health related news I’ve been collecting secrets for a few years now. I like it. I like having facets of me that aren’t shown to anyone or to only a few people that are part of it. I’m collecting secrets like a hobby. Only the best ones will do. It’s fun to know that there are things I’ve done and things I’ve said and things I’ve wished that no one else will ever know. It’s exciting.

I want to find someone that can spend an entire Saturday with me under the covers. Someone I can love, love, love be silly with, and be spontaneous and crazy with. Someone I can just talk to about nothing with and then at the end of the day or whatever just kiss them goodbye. No strings attached. I don’t need complication in my life right now, but I have more than enough love to keep all to myself. Why can’t you love someone with out being with someone? Commitment doesn’t find me easy. I’m the queen of short romance. However, all the “casual” relationships I’ve ever had have lasted a year or more. Odd.

I’m fighting my post lunch sleepiness... so I’m just rambling on about whatever. I should be working. Getting people’s taxes finished up and filed and taking care of business. Have I mentioned already that I hate taxes? I’m thinking that maybe I have not. People are so weird when it comes to doing their taxes. Just do them! Pay what you owe. Quit complaining. Have more withheld if you don’t like paying at the end of the year. I have to pay this year. You don’t hear me whining about it. Yes, it sucks but there is nothing I can do but pay the damn thing and get it over with. So why can’t everyone else in the city of San Francisco (and probably most of the USA) get it. You can’t fight the IRS. They’ll take your money one way or another so you might as well just pay up bitches!
If you’re smart you’ll start learning about everything you can write off, like your 401(k) and IRA’s and even your cell phone as a business expense (if you’re in the right line of work). But I guess people just aren’t that smart. It’s kind of like how most people can’t drive when it’s raining. Last night coming home from my parent’s house, a trip that usually takes an hour and a half took me two and a half hours. There were no accidents to make people slow down and stop to gawk at the horrors of twisted metal and mutilated flesh. There wasn’t anything except people freaking out and slamming on the breaks. Which you know is a real good way to cause accidents but the morons that do it think they’re being all “rain smart” by instantly slowing down from a normal freeway speed on wet slippery roads. Makes a whole lot of sense to me! It was killing me, I was almost amused. I can’t drive 35mph for 85 miles! Thankfully once I reached the bay most of the idiots that were holding up traffic had exited from the freeway and I was allowed to drive a decent speed for the rest of the way home. I’m not bitter about it or anything…

Seriously I should get back to work. But it’s almost 5 o’clock already. Even though I’m not off until 6 it’s still late enough in the day for me to slack off. I got a good start this morning. I’ll half ass it for the last hour and then go home and take a nap. I was thinking about going out tonight. It’s Parker’s (my roommates) 21st birthday (Damn, I feel old!) and there is a thing going on at the Arrow bar. It would be awesome if I got home tonight from work and found that one of my new dresses had arrived. It’s only coming from Canada, it’s not like it’s going overseas or anything.

Bleh my tummy hurts. I need a nap.