enjoying school. barely keeping ahead of the mountains of work, but I feel like it's all worthwhile. fortunate for myself that I rented a non-smoking place because cigarettes go so well with art and whiskey and weed and staying up all night writing nonsense for teachers.

I dislike the expectation to be social. I feel extraordinarily lonely sometimes, but the pointless parties don't help. Steven is coming to visit for a few days at the end of the month so I get to be whole again briefly. It should hold me until winter break I suppose. I am so tired of the distance. 4 years is enough.

More nerdiness! They finally added Karana to the game!

Also happening this week: Epic drama in my necro's guild. I was good friends with Shintou back in EQ1, and I joined their guild here not long ago.

Then this happened.

http://www.eq2flames.com/rate-retard/14725-keigo-had-irl-sex-my-wife-ab-server-drama.html

In other news, work still sucks, it snowed this week, and I haven't peed on anymore pregnancy tests lately.

Yummy.

I am not pregnant, as the lack of little red line on the little white piece of plastic has made quite clear.

I am inexplicably sad about this. Steve cheered when I told him, but my heart broke a little.

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DO IT

Chicago is fkin sweet.

Road trip tomorrow! It's actually been put off for three days, since our flaky boss has been giving us the runaround with our cheque. She didn't even really come through in the end, although we managed to harrass her into a $300 advance. That woman is such a turd.

The thing I am most looking forward to about this trip is the shopping. I am down to a single pair of jeans without holes in the ass (although I did manage to patch up my favourite pair), two or three skirts, and a couple of shirts that should probably never be worn in public.

I quit smoking. For two weeks. Then I broke down and smoked a pack, quit again for a few days... and now I'm kinda smoking again. But only after sex. Or outside. Or when Steve's at work. Or asleep. Goddamnit, I'm trying! I don't even know why I started again. It gives me headaches now, my nighttime cough is back, and I can smell it on my clothes and in my hair - I never could before. I am so ridiculously attached to the act.

The day after we get back I have an exam to prove I'm not an idiot so they'll let me into school next semester. This might be a problem as I cannot remember how to do long division for the life of me.

temporary blog mirror

http://pahoan.blogspot.com/

Apparently I gave Steve a "look"

"What? Did you fart?"
"No."
"...are you pooping?"

Last night I had a dream that a new law was passed, making it illegal to resell National Geographic magazines because they are educational and should be free for everyone.

Good morning nerdlings,

I need some more help.

I would like to do two simple things with a website. The first is to allow people to comment on posts/articles, much like LJ does. Is this overly complicated? Can someone with only basic knowledge of coding websites do this? Where the hell do I begin to learn how? I've been googling my heart out for possible answers, and I'm getting nowhere. I can build the basic framework for a site and all that shit, but I'm clueless about all the other fancy crap. A link or something would be spectacular.

The second thing that I'd like to do is be able to have posts/articles automatically archived by date, with a little calendar widget or text links or something. Or even a way to archive manually that won't require a ton of time.

I guess I'm trying to recreate a pared down blogspot site that I'll be able to customize myself and host elsewhere.

I'm a noob and I'm trying to learn :(

I really, really appreciate weekends.

It seems yesterday was a bad day to stay home from work. Apparently a random gentleman wandered down the basement hallway of the clinic and urinated down its entire length in front of all of the nurses. Larry called me after work to tell me about it, and seemed quite pissed (hah) about the whole situation. I'm just sorry I missed it.

Today wasn't quite so thrilling, although I did have the honour of removing a caked-on shart that somehow managed to spray behind a toilet seat.

I'm tired and my baby toe has a blister on top of a blister and I have the devil shits thanks to shark week and Soup chewed up my student loan papers and all I want to do is get laid but Steve, brave Steve, who earns his red wings all over again every month is at his philosophy lecture and has to work after that until midnight and I have to get up at 5am tomorrow to wipe away feces from places they shouldn't be and get ignored by bitchy lab techs fresh out of high school earning triple my wage and then after that maybe, just maybe, we won't get called into work on Saturday and I'll have a moment to breathe.



Life is pretty good.

"When people say plz because it's easier then saying please, I say no because it's faster then saying yes"

I just finished putting dreads in Steve's hair. Took about 12 hours, a handful of movies, one flea comb and several gallons of soda.

My hand muscles are fucking killing me.

But he looks hotttttttttttttt

Couple pictures from the zoo. Sadly none of them really turned out, and the ones of my precious elephants seem to have disappeared.



mama koala
(+baby nestled in her lap)

( stroke me )

We arrived back home last night, mostly in one piece.

One hell of a trip, let me tell you.

The fun all started when we reached the US border in Sault Ste Marie, Michigan around 3am. We had the honour of being interrogated by the grumpiest fucker employed by the US Border Patrol who informed us, after grilling us for some time, that we had been "selected" for an inspection. We pulled up under the steel canopy and five uniformed douchebags came out to the car and made us stand off to the side while a few of them proceeded to rifle through the entire car. I hope they enjoyed discovering the bag of very dirty laundry we had brought along to wash at Steve's parents' place.

The head douchebag gave us a delightful talking-to with typical American law enforcement charm, and whipped out a few choice phrases including "Don't try and bullshit me, son!" I kept a straight face like a champ, while peeing just a little on the inside.

He escorted us into the building, where we had to hand over our wallets and my purse to be searched by yet another set of douchebags. We discovered that Steve's student permit had expired 10 days previous (oops!) and we hadn't brought along any of the paperwork. We had to hang around for an hour while they did god knows what in the back before letting us go across.

Insert 10 days of actual vacation here, including a trip to the Cleveland Zoo, much shoe shopping, a trip to the orthodontist, feasting on fancy ice cream, joyriding in mom in law's Miata on the freeway, skipping church, and having a lot of sex in the hot tub.

Fast forward to Friday, when we headed back North towards home.

We reached the border, assuming Steve would be able to get back into Canada as a visitor with his passport. Hell no! No proof, no paperwork, just a couple of shady looking hippie kids with opposing citizenships and a car full of blankets and new shoes. Denied entry and 500 miles from either home. Sweet. We checked into a hotel and decided to do what any mature young adult would do: call the parents and cry a little.

Somehow Steve's mother found his history professor's home phone number on the internet, and we called him just after midnight to see if he could help us out. He said he'd fax us the appropriate documents from the university to the hotel on Saturday morning if he could.

Saturday evening rolled around and there was still no fax. Turns out the university was closed for electrical repairs for the weekend. Score.

The prof was finally able to send it on Sunday afternoon from Staples, so we headed back across the bridge to try again. We were finally able to sort things out, and get him a visa that will last until he graduates in 2010 so that this bullshit won't have to happen again.

It's really good to be back home.

together we're invincible.

Hello, my adoring fans!

All is well in no-man's land.

Soup has gained a ton of weight and is growing like a weed. He continues to lust after panties, iPod cords, and empty yogurt containers yoinked from the trash. We're starting him on raw next week, which I'm excited about. No more disgusting ki**le for the little pup! He nearly peed with joy when I handed him the bloody organs from the chicken I roasted last night. House/crate training are going pretty well, although he did pee on my bare foot in an excited dash to the back door.

Steve's bottom retainer broke off in his mouth, so we're driving down to Ohio tomorrow so he can get it fixed since he's not covered up here in Canadia. It also gives us a good excuse to take a road trip and burn off some of this Northern Ontario cabin fever. We're going to board Soup with Reddenblu, the only holistic kennel in the area who are willing to board pets without vaccinations. We considered taking him with us, but he's on the verge of being 3 months old, and after that age there are more restrictions about crossing the border and having to show city licenses and vaccination records, neither of which we have or plan to get.

I applied to school this morning & filled out my OSAP papers. I need to get into the pre-health sciences program to upgrade my math/sciences in preparation for the midwifery program -- which from the looks of it may be tougher to get into than I thought. Many of the women in the email group I belong to have applied 3-4 times and still haven't been accepted. I also app'd to the general arts/science program in case pre-med is full, just so I can get in there and get some credits out of the way.

I'm so sick of WoW I could puke. My EQ2 account is cancelled for now since playing alone sucks and I don't know anyone else who plays. The Sims2 was fun for about 2 weeks. I need a new game! Any suggestions?