So yesterday mom sent me an email saying that I would be getting some packages in the mail, and that I wasn’t allowed to open them until my birthday (May 17th in case you desire to spoil me) to which I responded “That’s torture. You can’t do that to me.” I did open one of the boxes today. I wasn’t 100% sure it was from her - but I was when I opened it. It’s a cat lazer light toy. It freaking rocks! The kitties are having much fun with it.  I will have to make a video of them tonight. Tooo funny! :) I got two other packages too.  That I am NOT going to open. At least until 12:01am on May 17th :) I can handle a 12 day and 10 hour wait. I’m sure of it.

I am feeling much better today. I didn’t need any help getting out of the bed, or into the shower (THANK GOODNESS for showers) or two give the kitties food (even with Kaos running inbetween my feet trying to knock me over. That’s so not cool.) I rested most of yesterday, and did the whole ice/heat thing my boss suggested.  That really helped. I’m heading back to work today - whoo hoo. Espcially since it’s thunderstormin’. 

So I just spent two hours on the floor.  That wasn’t much fun. Not much fun at all.  It all started yesterday about 8pm.  Right after I’d gotten out of the shower I’d hopped into after I did 5 loads of laundry, I - get this - hurt my back.  Yeah. Putting on underwear no less.  I need some sort of award for this shit or something.  I don’t throw my back on hauling two huge laundry baskets up a flight of wooden steps. Steep ones at that.  I hurt myself sliding on a pair of light green Grannie panties. Yeah.  I can’t even sexy up the undies either.  I could popped it putting on my hunter-orange-see-me-in-the-dark-panties.  But ooooh no.  SO yeah.  I spent the rest of my evening, after I hear my back just go/feel crunch, on the couch.  Medicated and trying to find the most comfortable spot. I just HAD to watch St Elmo’s fire, and ended up heading to bed around 2am, after sort of dosing during the boring parts of that movie. And if you’ve ever SEEN that movie, all the parts that don’t have Rob Lowe in them, are the boring parts.  My hours of sleep weren’t really that restful. I couldn’t find a comfortable way to be.  Turning over, which is something that happens and lot, and usually really easy, was an ordeal that totally woke me up, and usually hubby too.  No side was comfortable, not even flat on the back. 

Around 11am hubby actually had to HELP me out of the bed. Actual physical assistance to stand up. I came down the stairs suprisingly easy.  Sat the computer desk for a bit. Read my blogs and my email then moved to the couch. Medicated and tried to find a comfortable spot while watching some crap teevee. When hubby came home he suggested that I move to the floor to stretch out. It took me like 15 minutes to get down on my face and when I did it was time to sit up cause my food was ready.  Another 15 min later I was able to sit up and eat some nearly cold ramen. ;) I spent 2 hours though watching tv and trying to find a comfortable spot on the floor.  I finally got up about 15 minutes ago.  That was not cool. Not cool at all.  Can’t we just put me out of my misery now?  Cause this sitting in the chair thing - stopped being comfortable about 7.5 minutes ago. Fuck,

He would give me beautiful pair of earrings.  A beautiful platinum and emerald 4 leaf clover.  Studs.  He would remember that I really love what the 4 leaf clover represents, AND that my birthstone is Emerald, and I think it’s just divine.  The fact that he was apologizing for being as ass last week won’t make the earrings any less beautiful. Beauty is also in the flaws, ya know. So, whatever.  Sparkly things distract me. Plus he’ll be cute.  So charming. So sexy. How can I stay angry with an apology like that?  Sometimes I think if it wasn’t for make up nookie...we’d well. You know. I’m not gonna say it.  Thin line between love and hate, or so the say. So, whatever. 

The Tag Line has been Chosen. My name is Luka. I live upstairs from you.( With 9 Votes.) In a CLOSE second (with 8 votes) we had “Careful. You don’t want to learn from this.” I may/probably will include that tag line in one of those new skins I’m working on.  You don’t have to change anything you to me with, but the tag line here has changed. Thanks to EVERYONE who voted! :)

I watched Boiler Room tonight.  This movie did it’s best to make the yummy and talented Giovanni Ribisi look icky. Even my beloved BenAffleck made me feel icky. He didn’t smile. That’s not cool. It was ok movie.  I guess I’d rather have seen more of their come uppance in the end, with all the cock fighting i had to put up for the rest of it.  Plus the relationship between Abby and Seth just seemed forced and contrived. I didn’t buy.  BenAffleck as dick - I bought. I even bought Vin Disel as a “towing the line” kinda guy.  But what ever.  I give it 2 and 1/2 stars. Or something.  Tomorrow I’m gonna try and watch Secret Window. Mom says it’s scary, which means it’s better suited for sober daylight watching.