  Went to get my depo shot today. Despite all the amazingness of depo, it's still a needle every three months, in the ass, and I invariably awake the next two days feeling like I was smacked around with a large stick, after running a few kilometers. But, no period, which means no Cramps of Doom, and, hey, you know, bleeding every single month was not my idea of a good time, anyways.
Yesterday was my dad's, and Kurt's mom's birthday. Non-eventful in the celebrations, or so I hear. Did talk to members of the Clan I like, which was nice. I kept thinking how peculiar it was to have one side of the family be pleasant but distant, and the other side, well, lots of descriptive words pop into my head to describe my deep seated ire with the other side of the family, but none are terrifically apt. I love them, they're family, the make my teeth itch and hair hurt just thinking about going to visit them. Yeah, that sums it. Anyways, I find it surprising that one side of the family can cause ulcers, whereas the other side simply does not.
Then, it surprises me that it surprises me. Sounds rather like I'm surprised frequently. That's surprising...anyways. Got the book "American Gods" by Neil Gaiman. Yowza, kids. It's one of those take-to-the-bathroom books, causing hunger and eye strain because it somehow will not be put down. Yeah, I realise I put it down to write this, smartass, but the *sentiment* is true; I keep looking over to make sure it hasn't walked away or anything. Here are some thoughts, suggestions, if you will, on how not to make the staff in a pizza place want to kill you: 1) Thou shalt not ask how old the slices are. (Fuck, man, you eat cold, day old pizza for breakfast. Why is it suddenly a bad thing to eat a slice that's been in a heated box for thirty minutes? ) 2) Thou shalt not choose thy individual slice. ("Yeah, I'll take the third one from the left, on the middle rack, no no, your Other left,") 3) Thou shalt not take more than three slices upon a single order.
(unless you're planning on coming on to the back room and making us a new one...) 4)Honour Thy Cashier, and Thy Pizza Cook (We work 9-11 hour shifts. We have more customers than you. Do not get all drunk and belligerent, and complain because you got coke instead of pepsi. We gave you a deal, we work in a furnance. We feed you. We bring the food your your bloody house. Drink the damn pop and shut up. ) 5)Never shall you darken the shop's door early and demand thy order.
(20 minutes is waaaaaaaaay different from 5 minutes. When we say 20, we mean twenty, and it really will not pop out any earlier because you've graced us with your presence. ) Aaah, that's enough for now. I'm feeling that fatigue thing, so I'm going to see if, indeed, I'm experiencing better living through chemicals. Anyone know why you're only supposed to use draino twice? I wonder if the pipes will explode otherwise... 
