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// yes, i'm whining - what of it?
| 04/21/2004 - 7:09 p.m. |

my OH.MY.FUCKING.GOD moment of the day:

every so often the past few days i've heard this weird and loud sort of whirring sound.

i figured it was just one of those freaky-old-house sounds or whatever.

a little while ago,
i'm sitting on my bed (as usual),
on the computer (as always),
soap channel on the tv (typically).
i suddenly hear that sound again.
and look up to see this THING buzzing around my window and sill.
(the one right.next. to my bed)

so naturally i bolt upstairs shrieking.
now, i am no fan of bugs and creepy-crawlies,
but don't usually get *hysterical* about it.

but that *sound* just flipped me out.
and i didn't know what it WAS.
we never did figure it out, some kind of big-ass bee, or a beetle maybe??

my mom, meanwhile, always gets hysterical about such things,
so we were quite a pair.

we ducked into the laundry room,
looking for something to kill it with.
there were a bunch of different bug sprays,
but not knowing what it was,
i was a wee bit scared the thing would react by attacking.

finally we each decide on a bottle of something,
mom's got the fly swatter in hand.
and we crouch toward it,
now hanging off the bottom of my TWEETY bedskirt.
we start spraying like crazy.
it kept moving, but at least it wasn't attacking!
we musta sprayed a freaking gallon of chemicals before it stopped moving.

it was STILL on the bedskirt tho.
so mom makes 2 hesitant jabs at it and its now on the floor.

just to make *absolutely* sure it was dead,
i dropped a phone book on it.
which mom then stood and stomped on several times .
she's like well if my *** pounds can't kill it, she's a better woman than me, heh.

i grabbed it with about 1/2 a roll of paper towels
and sprinted to the trash can.

i was seriously hyperventilating.
my breath is only now returning to normal.

then, after sucking down a cig in about 2 minutes,
went back down to remove all my TWEETY sheets from the bed,
and trash anything in the vicinity.

ew, ew, ew, ew, eeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!


oh and ya know what else?!?!
i bought the 'lifetime' mag last week,
as paula abdul was on the cover,
with the caption:
"Secrets of a survivor
How American Idol's star beat bulimia and made a red-hot career comeback"

didn't get around to looking at it until this afternoon.
and the paula abdul story was RIPPED OUT.
mother fucker.
i'll bet anything it was some 14 yr old girl w/an e.d. at the bookstore w/her mom.
blahhhhh.

ok, done being an ott drama queen.
for now...



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