Tuesday, August 20, 2002

No more....

It is gonna be a little while until I feel like I want to blog. Don't fret. I will be checking out all of your blogs so I can keep track of you. Don't e-mail me, I don't want to talk about it or discuss it.

Sunday, August 18, 2002

My hell......

Spent Saturday doing the Petsmart shopping, the Costco shopping, and then put four dozen ears of corn in the freezer for winter......sounds fun, eh? Then I finally got to spend the rest of the day with Dylan....only again, having to call it an early night because I started getting a migraine...which by the time I got home, got into my jammies and went to bed it was a FULL BLOWN MIGRAINE! Now, you would think that by this late in the game, I would remember that ONIONS GIVE ME MIGRAINES.....but noooooooooo! So, I ate my home made salsa yesterday, which had a whole onion it, like I was a starving woman and then wonder why I get a headache!!! My gods, sometimes I am thick!!

Anyways, today should be a better day. I only had about a teaspoon of salsa for breakfast and that was it. I have no real idea what we are doing today, but all I care about is I get to hang out with him ALL DAY!!

Oh, and Dylan gave me some really bad news, which actually didn't hit me until today..... Robbin Crosby of the band Ratt died in June of AIDS. Well, I went to the official website, www.therattpack.com and then I remember who he was (which was not the person that I thought he was for the entire week) but ONLY THE ONE PERSON IN THE BAD THAT I HAD THE BIGGEST CRUSH ON EVER!!!! He was this tall, massive, blonde headed lead guitarist. Apparently, he has been a heroine crack boy for years and contracted AIDS and had been battling it for 7 years. Damn, the cute, nasty ones of the band always die so young!! So, please make sure when wearing your Ratt logo merchandise, to wear a black ribbon as well...I know I will.....

Oh, and we went to Furburbia yesterday and they had a MASTIFF!! He was the coolest dog and I tried to talk Dylan into us taking him home to my dogs, but he wouldn't go for it!! Oh and they had a MALAMUTE! Now, if you don't understand why I am so infatuated with Malamutes, it is because they don't bark, they talk!