April 18th, 2013

2013, cyd, new

poor doc

i think i'll write a song about doc. he's trapped between two women of completely different brands of crazy. in a houseful of cats and a dog that hates him. heh. poor doc, i say it again. work must be his only respite. and sleep, no, because the dog woke him up last night.

i went out to the garage to smoke, where i've been smoking since the wind picked up, and when i came in, a sleepy milo flipped out on me. ten at night and he starts barking and won't be shut up until he sees me. meanwhile, i have doors to shut and open and lights to turn off and really have no idea that i'm the problem.

a moment later, doc appears next to me and says, "What's up?" and i tell him that i'm making coffee for him, go back to bed. and he says, "No, the woof woof woof," and i start laughing and told him it was my bad, i forgot we had a guard dog now. and then told him what happened. satisfied, he went back to bed for another two hours.

speaking of woof woof woof. there's milo now. being led out by a sleep walking Red. she's so funny.

the Walking Red, hehehehe. okay, i shouldn't make fun. i sleep walk, too.

back to the poetry gathering today. i took a couple of days off because i work so hard, heh.

i'm out of cymbalta, so i don't think i'll be reading any of them. i have to set one day aside where i read each one and title them. i think maybe i'll be drunk that day. i have a couple bottles of champagne the boys gave me before they left. really nice, brut. none of that asti spumante stuff. though i likes my asti. there is a time and a place. but i'm thinking that titling my poetry calls for real champers.

maybe that's why my writing sucks now. i don't drink enough. heh. i think i have to tweet that.
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2013, cyd, new

the tattoo decision

i finally decided to get a tattoo on my right arm to try to hide the scars a little bit. i'm going to have to have it designed from the ground up. dirk vermin now has a waiting list for appointments. which will give me time to get it designed and the $$ saved up.

i'm looking for kittens, animated. not unlike pinnochio's cat (seen here: http://pinterest.com/pin/412360909600680145/ ), but all black and a little bit more whimsical. anyway, once the kitten is designed, i want four of them playing with string winding around my arm, leading to what . . . i don't know. i thought of a skull. but i don't know. i need to confer with an artist for this.

i don't want realistic looking cats, i think those tats are ugly. i'm looking to animate my arm. i just want my right one done. i don't know why. but i was inspired by this tat: http://pinterest.com/pin/412360909600977316/
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i need to find my photos. i need to do a lot of things, but it bugs me that i haven't seen them. they are in a blue plaid box, if you've seen them. heh.

it's obscene how much sugar i put in it, but damn, i love espresso. Red is making it for me in her french press. ahhhh. it's so good. i haven't had espresso since . . .

i didn't get any poetry gathered today. i took a nap. smoked hookah. talked to Red and doc. we have a lot of fun. oh, and C and his friend came over briefly to say hi to Red and doc because they were in the neighborhood. C may be crashing on our couch for a little while soon. can you believe my mom was a grandma when she was my age?

i've given up on my back ordered sex pistols tshirt. so tomorrow i'm ordering a new black flag tshirt. in a larger size so it will fit me. that's a nice free thing, i'll save it for my birthday. then, doc said if they get my sex pistols shirt in stock, i can order it then.

i have no money for food or bills or anything this month. i don't even have enough for rent. i had to spend $320 on my meds today. but that's for three months. doc is being really cool about it. he was even nice enough to buy me a phone card for more minutes so i can talk to kelli this month of transition with Red moving in and everything. granted, there was a promo code i got that gave me 200 minutes for the price of 60, but doc still paid for the 60 for me. it's kind of a consolation for not having a shrink any more. my old one gave me 2 refills on my meds, probably hoping i wouldn't come back, so i don't need him. i have time to wait to get an assesment with a new doctor and get settled.