It’s gonna be a good summer
I really wish I was half the drunk Eric claims I am. Actually no… because that would make for some serious hangovers. For an “alcoholic,” I seem to be doing really well on not buying my own booze. In fact, I can’t remember the last time alcohol actually took money out of my pocket.
I also have one more thing to clarify, for Eric’s “friends” who want to nitpick the subject. Yes, I had a pregnancy scare. It lasted all of about three hours, because I overreacted about my period being late. Both an at-home pregnancy test and a test administered by the gynecologist confirmed that I was – and am gladly still – sans fetus. If it turned out I had been pregnant, I would have insisted on an abortion. I would sooner carry Satan reincarnated to term.
In other news, I started my new job today. The commute isn’t as bad as I thought it would be – it ended up being only an hour and 45 minutes… and that was with the local subway train included. Had I taken an express train, it would have cut my commute time down even further.
Today was also the Mermaid Parade in Coney Island (where my new job is located), and I got a great unobstructed view of the fiasco, as my place of work is located a couple stories above street level. 
At one point, a woman in the parade flashed her breasts to some onlookers in a Mardi Gras-esque fashion, and several of the males acted as if they’d never seen a pair of tits before. It was pretty amusing.
This week is going to be ridiculously busy for me; between work, lawyers, getting my dog spayed, and other general nonsense, I don’t know how I’m going to have time to even breathe. Things are steadily getting better, though, so I definitely don’t have to worry about my stress levels going up.
June 20th, 2009 |
8 Comments
Psht. Being pregnant with Satan reincarnated wouldn’t be that bad. Satan is awesome. Eric, however, is not.
Try and have fun, if it’s possible.
I’d have to agree with Nellie, and I don’t even practice Wiccan nor Satanism.
Lawls. I agree with those two. The Satan comments had me dying.
I already have a little Satan in my house….and I’m his Uncle Beelzebub.
It’s absolutely crazy that you have to defend yourself on your own website. I hope things continue to settle down for you so that you can return your life to normal. Stress like this kills people, seriously.
Wow, an hour and 45 minutes to work is a long way, but I guess for NY it’s almost typical. I had a foster father who worked on Wall Street and we lived in the Poconos – he got to work in like half that time and that’s coming from PA. I don’t know how he did it – where the hell is your job?
I’m honestly not ready for children on my own yet. I have no clue what I would do if I found out I was pregnant. I wouldn’t get an abortion, but… I’d be screwed…ehhh?
What’s with men and tits, anyway?
Wow.
Eric = old, pathetic piece of shit who thinks he’s actually going somewhere in life whilst he’s really not and has nofuckingchance with any real woman.
And he’s an ugly bastard. U.G.L.Y… aint got no alibi….
Anyways I hope this makes you feel better Arwen! I’ll drink to your sans-fetusness on the weekend for ya.
Congrats on the new job, and apparently the new view too!
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