Hello there, occupant.

How are you today?

No burning, I hope.

With any luck the last dweller didn't leave a mess for you to recoil from.

That sigh of relief you just released along with your bladder....I feel it too.

It gets lonely here....it's always nice to see that I'm not abandoned for long.

I trust there is enough material for you to walk out of here fresh, so you can be on your way.

Thank you for coming to visit me today.

Farewell

This blog will be a complete bore. One of those, "Have to get it out before I f!@#$%# explode" things. But I'll get to that later.

My mom has been wanting to move to a new house for years, first mentioning it 5 or so years ago. Well, she swung by the Real Estate office today and is going to see if we can buy a new house before selling the one we're in. It's safe to say she is fairly impatient. We haven't even attempted to sell this one yet, but she's just wanting something new...soon.

It kind of took me by surprise. I was a little groggy when she told me. I went to sleep around 12 this afternoon and was woken up every hour by her phone call to go outside and make sure the water wasn't running. Apparently the water hose wouldn't turn off or something stupid like that. Then I had to go through all the rooms in the house and check the water pressure of the faucets. So basically...worst sleep ever.

Reading back over that, I pretty much bored myself to sleep. I will not blame anyone for super-skimming this blog. But I'm excited about the new house. Me and my mom go to Open Houses all the time, just to look around and she's made notes about them recently so I guess I should have seen the Real Estate thing coming.

I'm hoping she goes for the semi 2 story house with the loft. I want the loft . It has that creepy vibe going on with it, like in the movies where you look up at a house and see someone peering down at you through the upper window. I want to be that person peering eerily down at you .

So that's the good news. The following part will just be about me ranting so just feel free to leave off here if you like.

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Paul, my sister's husband, is a complete douche, as many of you know from previous blog entries. To recap, he's cheated on my sister (ever since they were married and while she was pregnant with both of her kids) and always denied it. The whole "I'm working late" thing was used frequently.

Anyway, when my mom got home, she told me that my sister had called her and said that Paul had finally admitted everything. He admitted to sleeping with someone else even before they were married, but he's promised that it's over and all that. I think it's bullsh!t, but that's just me.

For the sake of not being repetitive, I'll end that story. Had to vent just a little bit (even though I didn't really vent much, just inform).

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You know those text messages you get, the ones that tell you to pass along to all your friends for good luck and all that? Well...I hate those, especially the ones with horrible spelling. If I do decide to pass it along, I edit it first. I only like them if they're humorous, not the cheesy romantic crap that will tell me I'll never find my true love if I don't send it to 10 people.

But, I happened to receive one that made me smile, so I thought I'd share it to give this blog at least one silver lining.

*When you are sad, I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

When you are blue, I will try to dislodge whatever you are choking on.

When you smile, I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in.

When you are scared, I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

When you are worried, I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining.

When you care confused, I will use small words.

When you are sick, stay the hell away from me until you are well, I don't want to have what you have.

When you fall, I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

This is my oath...I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask. Because you are my friend. Send this to 10 of your closest friends, then get depressed because you can only think of 5. *

Yeah...thinking back it actually seems a bit strange to put a chain-text in a blog...not even sure why I decided to do it in the first place.

Ok, I only did it so I could bold something. I love teh bold.

Oh and Happy (late) Birthday to Elle (alwaysobsessed), Sara (kikimarie593), and Doug (buffyTVSrox)!!!