Dymeera's blog: "Stuff and Nonsense...."

Ok, this insomnia thing's gotta stop before I start mixing Diet Pepsi and milk. I can tell I'm getting older because the vampyre lifestyle is starting to show, complete with Peter Murphy eyes. Yes, I look like warmed-over death and tripping over carpet fuzz isn't exactly the way I want to spend my day. So, suggestions that don't include severe inebriation or massive amounts of drugs are welcome with open, loving arms. HELP ME!!!!

Yeah, I guess I'd better get around to actually introducing myself....unless there's something else I should be doing. You know, there's really not a lot that I care to say right now because I'm sick. Not the 'let's skip rope with the next door neighbor's intestines' kinda sick, but the 'aaaaaaah-choo! *cough* *cough*' kinda sick. Have no idea how I caught it. I think I got sick from being forced to vidi some cockbite's balloon knot on x-box live while playing Uno. My only comment was 'Dude, do you know how to wipe?' So from that moment forward, I was 'officially' banned from playing Uno because Uno is a MAN'S GAME. Just by said moron, not from x-box live. So...yeah...I'll just leave it at that and go back to my Virtual Villagers. (read: crack.) Toodles.

Not exactly a good sign when your boss accidentally gives you someone else's paycheck. Should I be worried?

So...um...hi. Whoever is looking, breathe deep the voyeuristic fumes that seep from the letters I type. I'm cranky, I'm not exactly nice at first glance and I will probably confuse then annoy the hell out of anyone. Does it get better? Is the needle jab less intense as time goes by? Depends on the vein, brothers and sisters, depends on the vein. Until next time, boys and girls....