Archive for September 21st, 2005

Did I ever tell you about the one thing I was afraid of as a child?  I didn’t?  Okay, well, here is the one thing I was afraid of as a child:

Being Buried Alive. 

Now, I’m sure you are thinking to yourself, what a ridiculous thing to be afraid of, what are the chances that you are going to be buried alive?  Especially as a child in augusta georgia. 

Irrational as it was, it has always been my biggest fear.  I can’t think of a worse way to die.  Honestly.  I would rather starve.  Or burn.  Or freeze.  OMG, I mean, I might rather be eaten alive than buried alive. 

Whatever.  Stokes is buried alive in the season finale of CSI, which they are replaying tonight, and I have been DYING the whole episode, because I really can’t take it.  Now he is being eaten alive by fire ants.  While being buried.  This is adding a whole new element to my worse nightmare. 

I swear I’m not going to be able to sleep for weeks.  I’m a wreck.  I shouldn’t be allowed to watch television by myself. 


I need some help.   I can’t breathe.  I’m suffocating.  Stokes can’t die like Kate.  It just can’t happen.  Someone wake me up. 

And I won’t even know what happens until tomorrow at this time. 

This is why I like tv on dvd.

update:  Stokes doesn’t die.  Good thing, otherwise I would need some serious therapy. 

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From Christy the Colonel:  Dance Offs are Dangerous.

From Scott who is trying to start a gas panic again:  Rita Could Equal $5
(also see: this and this.  Oh yeah, and this). 

From my gmail:  In India You May Not Kiss the Bride

YAWN.  I am so happy today is over.  I love Thursdays. 


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Good Morning Darlings!

I am so excited that today is Wednesday, because when Wednesday is over, it becomes Thursday, and Thursday is my favorite day of the week. 

I barely made it out of bed this morning, although I did awake refreshed, which was nice.  I have been sleeping well lately, even though I still hate getting out of bed. 

It is such a glorious day outside.  For some reason when I woke up this morning I thought I heard rain, but it was just my ceiling fan and my early morning stupor.  I should have known that it wasn’t raining, it hasn’t rained in years around here. 

Has anyone been looking at the moon the past couple of nights?  It has been AMAZING.  I don’t know when I have ever seen such an amazing moon, and I love to look a the moon. 

Molly and Ashley came by to see me last night at 10 pm, and I was in the bed, watching tv, they scared me to death.  Actually, it could have been worse.  And I was so excited to see them, I really needed some more human interaction to complete my day.  I’m so glad Molly lives in athens, and I’m really excited about Ashley, she is precious and I want to hang out with her more. 

I’m not skittish, and I don’t mind living by myself, and I almost always feel safe, but I did have a dream the other night that I woke up at 4 am, and that there was a book in my bed, a book I knew I had left downstairs, and that had not been in my bed when I went to sleep, and in my dream I was convinced that someone was wandering around my apartment, moving my stuff around, and was going to get me.  Which is probably the STUPIDEST dream I have ever had. 

Did you see House last night!  OMG!  It was awesome!! 

p.s.  I hope Rita’s life falls apart in the next day.  (the hurricane, I don’t think I actually know anyone named Rita). 

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