spoiled chinese girl

Me sleepy. Judging from the timing of the events, it's 11:50pm right now and they're probably just getting into the amateur fights now, and I left about an hour and a half ago.

Although, The Janthrax kicked ass. And I disagree with the judges decision. But either way. Here's what y'all missed.

Alright, so tomorrow it looks like my schedule includes the usuals, breakfast, work, lunch, work.

Then it includes some unusuals.

The first is my appointment at the Massage Therapy school for a student-massage. Which isn't THAT unusual, just that I don't get to do it very often. My goal is to go about once a month, and the next time I get a raise to be able to afford about once every three weeks.

The second includes seeing The Janthrax compete at the pillow fight league showdown dealie at the Gladstone. I haven't seen her fight yet so I figured since I was already in town…

The third includes me claiming temporary insanity should I decide to attempt an amateur fight myself after the title fights are done. Yes. I'm not sure how temporary the insanity actually is. I do, however, know that a number of people have been bugging me to try out a fight now for many years (I think I first heard about this sport 3 years ago?) so fine. Fine. I'll try it. Assuming I'm not already all sore and hurty from the massage.

I just hope that I can make it down in time to see Ms. Janthrax fight, since the event starts at the same time I should be walking out of my appointment.

I always need a good giggle when I see the passwords that BME generates for my various BME extreme2 & hard accounts. My most recent one is “dick spot” and others have included “cream 4 membrane” “offer 79 bang” (I think that was a typo and should have been a 69) “burn spunky” and “inker betty”

Excuse me whilst I giggle some more.

moving $666.00 from my savings account to my chequing account to pay my credit card bills. Because… you know. Credit cards are the devil! (Hey! I just realized “Evil” is in the word “Devil” because I first wrote “Credit cards are evil” and changed it to “credit cards are the devil!”)

For one thing, my planned Saturday-Tuesday Canada Day holiday was extended, when I called in sick for Friday as well.

The sucky part is, I was actually very sick that Friday.

The even more sucky part, is that a. my boss was grilling my co-worker in the “Do you REALLY think she’s sick?” type attitude saying basically that I am capable of lying and cheating to get an extra long vacation… and b. that an off-handed comment of “Oh, a bunch of my friends are going to Wonderland on Friday” weeks before was rearing it’s ugly head with one of my yappy coworkers who got it in her head and started INSISTING that I must have called in to go to Wonderland (which I don’t even like going to)

So now the hunt continues for a way to keep my yap shut.

All I can think of is the fact that Thursday night on the 26th of June I was sick with migranes, disorientation, chills, fever, and violent shivering/shaking.  Friday I couldn’t get out of bed without falling over.  Saturday I had chills and fevers.  And Sunday was the first day I was able to venture further than my bathroom.

Spent Sunday, Monday & Tuesday at Colin’s house but even then, I was sick on and off the whole time I was there, and Colin had the same thing I did… and he seemed to get progressively worse and worse as the weekend wore on.

So boo to work.  We should just…. not do it.