T O D A Y W A S A W E S O M E ! !
It started with me not having slept a wink since the prior day, trying to nap at 6:30 AM...
...I have 2 appointments today, at 8:30am and 11:00am, and my mother has one at 1:00pm...
...we we're late...
..arrive at the hospital for appointment...
...I hit a curb ...
...flat right rear tire...
...i park and remember i have NO spare tire NOR donut...
... i call my dad who, on a GOOD day, is an Iffy to Moderate driver...
...he gets withing 5 blocks of me turns back for gas cuz the car borrowed was left on empty...
... he gets there I start to take out the jack and lug wrench, I close the car door on my fingers...
... get the tire off and walk to where my dad parked-he parked at A14...
..the tire rolled away from me to a10...
..I had parked at A2..
...I throw the tire in the back seat trip and push the door closed on my fingers yet again...
... I drive for my dad who had while parking scrapped the side of the borrowed car against concrete pole...
...Brail could be understood from the leftover markings...
...i must drive back a 25 minute drive to around the corner from my house to get a new tire....
..no parking so i had to circle around..
...get the tire checked and its useless so i buy one...
...I roll the tire back to the car, throw it in the trunk and close the trunk, but not before hitting my head with the door...
... i get cut off on the highway by a (don't get me started) WOMAN!!!....
...i arrive and its 11:02...
...the car parked on the missing tire side left me a whole 16" of space to work with because he angled his car AND his tires...
..i start putting the tire back on and the jack falls on my foot...
...Kait goes to validate the parking ticket a HIKE away from the spot and is told it had been validated when we had arrived...
...she gets back to the car I had finished putting the tire on and the baby in the car, but not before I had for the seeming last injury of the day, closed my finger in the door again...
...mother calls i try to pick up the cell and hang up by accident...
...i begin to drive away finally and 4 blocks away i noticed the oil light turns on, RIGHT after Kait tells me 'why am I driving, the baby isn't buckled in'...
...drive to a straus near home to buy oil I get out close the door, forgot to open the hood, open the door sit and the door now won't shut...
...the lock hatch somehow was tilted...
...I go open the trunk and take the lug wrentch out and WALK away to try a trick on the door and it fails...
... I take out my knife to mess with it ,stab myself and then go to buy the oil...
...door won't shut I go to drive home asap to not have my mother be late as I HOLD the door shut and drive...
...i pull out of the parking lot, and cars start honking, I left the trunk open and the baby carriage fell out in the lot...
..accross the street kait goes to get the carriage, I somehow fixed the door at that point and drove home...
...I pull up my mothers on the porch waiting, a friends van pulls up RIGT in front of me and my mom scowls at me and her and my sis get in THAT car and it drives away...
..i sigh...
...open the hood again to put oil in, I burn myself with the hood stand...
..I forgot the oil in the van, i go get it, I regret it, put it back go close the hood, burn myself with the lid of the motor...
...I go inside and hope to hear music on the comp that i had left on, it had restarted and i lost a website i was checking out...
..while I wrote this, i took a bathroom break, and while sitting, the overwhelming realization slowly sank in, no toilet paper was replaced today...
...bullshit...it is most poetic in its motions...
.........Questions????
So... NOW Kyrah can go home today... and hopefully NOT come back until a check up is in order.
The poor thing, was stuck a total of thirteen freaking times in the last 2 days... I found myself very very angry with the way humans DON'T advance in technology.... ::sighs::
She's much better now, so FREAKIN YAY... now I can go home and NOT sleep there .... in the comfort of my own bed... Rocking chairs are good.... but not THAT good... my butt is STILL numb... gah...
Alright time to go check up on her since we're STILL here for the moment.... oy.
Karma... Poetic Justice... Life...
All names for the unbelievable occurances in our daily lives.
I've noticed... that even in the pressence of great happiness... great sorrow follows closely...
Its a pattern i discerned many years ago..
But yet it keeps catching me by surprise...
I don't want Continuous Bliss... But my ultimate goal is Happiness.... why.... why.... is that so horrible? why are people so dead set against it? and WHY am I SO damn WEAK? I cautiously, meticulously, warily place my heart around certain things.... and the moment I think to my self... "I think I can blink now" My heart if torn to shreds....
If what doesn't kill you.... makes you stronger. I can't wait for the conversion... because... my soul... body... and mind... and Will to breathe... are steadly declining. Pain... some people who never really understand the meaning of it... sure know how to inflict it. I'm not looking for excuses... I just want peace... without losing my sense of self... without losing who I am... and what I stand for and believe.
Another shard of me has broken beyond recognition... tread lightly... you WANT to hear me crack and crumble under each one of thy paces.
YAY!! My Daughter Kyrah was born this morning at 2:30AM! 7 pounds 5 ounces. full head of Hair
flat nose.... I'm going to sue someone for dropping her on her nose.... -_-
pst...(its MY nose!!!! :P)XD XD XD XD XD XD XD
COMMENTS
lucky....
Congratulations hun! aww that is WONDERFUL news, children are the world, take good care of her, your going to be a wonderful father!
Congrats
congrats. seems like its the baby season.
of course... I wake... of course... I don't dream. Why? because my dreams haunt me.. those that i have, have TOO much meaning for me to just forget... they scare and amuse me, marvel and amaze me. Because they tend to become true.
That aside... I just like to wake up... and sometimes... sometimes... Poems are left in my head from my pre-sleep thoughts that plague my waking moments. And so I write.. be it a little... be it enough.... i write....
Someday i hope... that You make sense of what i write... and HOPE hope and Hope... you don't find it Trite.
COMMENTS
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plaguedritual9631
19:37 Jul 31 2009
wow really rough day is an understatement. sorry all the bs happened
plaguedritual9631
19:37 Jul 31 2009
wow really rough day is an understatement. sorry all the bs happened
VladimirTaltos
04:13 Aug 01 2009
Yeah, here's one: How are you still fucking SANE?! With my current amount of cutlery, I'd be out stabbing things by now.