Must… purge…

 

Ok, damn it. OK DAMN IT.

I’m writing.

I hvaen’t gotten a chance to write "peep" in my story, but whatever. I think I’ll probably end up writing a lot at home.

Anyway.

first things first, a rant…

THE PREGNANT LADY.

she’s all cute and round and small and glowing. and I am just insanelyjealousoutofmymind and I just can’t stand to even look at her for very long cuz I get hives and hot flashes and I just want to scowl. I’m such a hater.

*sigh*

I just want that. me me! one last time please! me!

ANYWAY…

hi.

so Baboo (ha ha, oh the segway) is doing "ok" with his house arrest. He was late to get home on Friday, but nothing happened. His ankle bracelet (aka Hollywood sock. ha ha, it’s a real term, look it up on urban dictionary!) failed on Saturday night (I bet it was the time change) so he had to go in this morning to get it changed or whatever. He had to wait for his boss cuz they are dumb and he hadn’t signed his paperwork (he was gonna just do it all at once at the end of a week, but how dumb is that?!) and so he ended up  making Baboo late for his appt with the place this morning. last i heard he was sitting in the waiting room pissed off.

*sigh*

this is more difficult than i thought. I’m having a really crazy anxiety attack right now. go away nerves! i gotta breathe. hold on.

it’s a mix of me being anxious to write on my story, having various work projects in mid-flight not sure which I want to do first or last or hold off on, Baboo being on the verge of getting thrown into jail because the monitor doesn’t work (oh thank god, he just called me and all is ok, shwew! anxiety down 87%!!!)

 

So yeah, i miss him. this sucks. I know it’s only been a few days but I was a positive mess on Friday night cuz he wasn’t there. I rolled around in my bed and couldn’t stop thinking of him.

LAME SAUCE ON A BISCUIT.

fo reals.

i need to go work. now that my anxiety has declined (and my hate for cute little pregnant ladies has waned…) I feel like I can jump back on my work and possibly get some story written!

wheee.

I am insane.