ouch.

sooo... i'm only blogging all late and ish because i had to do laundry. maaaaan, i swear that i HATE doing laundry, wordbond. especially the way i've been feeling today. like... i've had to pee all the time all day, lmao. TMI, i know but STILL... it's completely annoying. so, me being me, i googled the shit out of it, lol... came up with a UTI (urinary tract infection), but i don't feel like going to a doc, so i was gonna just binge on cranberry juice... so i went to tell my dad:

me: [sits down] so... after extensive googling, i think i might have a urinary tract infection.
dad: hmmm.
me: then again, i might be over-reacting.
dad: that's probably it, drink some cranberry juice and shut the hell up
me: [dies laughing]
dad: :D i know you're like "shit, you coulda told me that before i started googling!"

soooo, at flippin' 10:30 pm, i took my behind to Fine Fare and got some cranberry juice, got my father some seltzer water and whitegrape-cherry juice, and picked up two packages of italian sausage because it was on sale. i was gonna buy buns, too, but w/e. but really, this peeing thing is annoying.

onto other things besides my urethra...

anyway, i had this weird dream the other night that i neglected to talk about... i was in a train station with Lupe Fiasco (don't ask) and when we came out, we were in Moscow (or some other place in Russia) and it was snowing... it was falling softly, but the ground was frozen-ish and slushy. so we come out of the station with him holding my hand and leading me (because we had someplace to be, i guess) and i was trying not to sing "Paris, Tokyo" to myself. so i'm marvelling at the snow because it's June and trying to get Lupe to see how great it was, too, but he was too busy trying to get us where we needed to go. i was like "it's just like that Case song! 'like the snooooww coming down in Juuuuuuneee'!" and he's like, uh-huh, yeah, and just keeps leading me on these streets full of people. then i woke up, lol. i tried to tell Kevin and as SOON as i got to that it was snowing, he's like "you crackhead".... wtf. i told him i'm not sharing my dreams with him anymore and i'm dead serious. all of my dreams are really weird in one way or another and i REALLY don't need him making me feel worse about it.

we go to Mars 2112 with the kids tomorrow. YAY! i love that place... i think, lol. i haven't been there in a long time, not since i was a camper and i could only order off the kids' menu while all the counselors got cool frozen drinks and stuff.. UGH... anyways, it should be fun.

LMAO @ Tana and Eric. y'all are too funny.

time to hit the sheets.


peace.