so, what boring mundane things are happening in my life now? not even the boring is causing a ripple in my stagnant existence. just the usual: get aggravated by my parents, get unfairly treated at work, miss my baby boys simoney simons and hecubusy, continue my transition to a vegan lifestyle which so far hasn't been horribly difficult (however, i haven't lost a single pound...not that i'm doing this to lose weight but it's only logical, one would think, what with all the baked goods and chocolate i'm no longer eating) and work diligently to make my short-term dream of moving to new jersey a reality. i know moving won't cause my incentric problems to go away but i know that my mind will feel more free and my thoughts will be more creative. i'm not sure why i find it stifling here (:::coughmomdadbarbaracough:::) but it can't hurt to attempt a change. that and i need, need, neeeeeeeed to be near my goils (well, some of them) full time!!! that will do my heart and soul some good.

i'm taking callie in soon to have her teeth cleaned because her breaf stank...why oh why will she not let me brush her teeth? i'm a tad nervous as i get flashbacks to the last time i had my cat's teeth cleaned about 4 years ago, only that time it was my cutie patootie, lucky. i took him in for the pre-anesthesia blood work (which i also have to do with callie) and it was then that they felt the lump near his leg. nine months, one chemotherapy-type drug and 5 naturopathic remedies later and he was gone. he lived much longer than they thought he would but i sometimes wonder what would have happened had i not taken him in for elective care? what if they had not noticed? what if they notice something on callie? i really couldn't bear if anything happened to her...not right now. i need her. she comforts me at night and sits in my lap while i'm at the computer. she loves me in ways i don't see her loving anyone else in my family. okay, cheryl...don't get all worked up...it's just a teeth cleaning. sheesh...sometimes i hate me.

saw my first bad hockey injury last night. one of my bruins leveled a montreal canadien player causing a concussion, broken nose and another injury that seems to change depending on what channel i'm watching (broken jaw, shattered cheekbone, lacerated eye area...). it wasn't a clean check but he by no means intented to injure anyone; you can tell just by watching the footage. however, a lot of the talking heads on the sports networks are joining the canadiens and their fans in villianizing kyle mclaren and there is talk of a lengthy suspension simply because these people are mad. now, i can't honestly say if the tables were turned that i wouldn't be angry also...but please let fairness come into play when decided kyle's fate. i can't stand undue punishments solely based on public pressure. the coach for the canadiens right after the game and at a press conference threatened retaliation for this "attack" by coming at our top scorers (which i thinks deserves some sort of disciplinary action in and of itself) and all i can think is they better not touch my mojoe joejoe thornton...and if they do, "not the face, not the *face*!!!!"

i should be asleep now so i apologize for the lame, rambling post...good night and godspeed.

a bad case of verbal diarrhea from Cheryl 00:12