more randomness...
Jul. 21st, 2001 10:48 amso lastyear, for our anniversary, josh got me a pair of steel manacles. I had been wanting some for a while. One of the few toys that I just melted over. :) he had to get the largest set to go over my hands (the next set up would have been for ankles) so we put them on me yesterday (well, he did) and I could slip out of them! It took a little work, esp on my right hand, but they are nowhere near as tight as they were. I found it quite humorous. Of course, I was also trying to get him to do awful things to me, so I kept poking at him, but he didn't. (sigh) well, some. I had no clue that when I lost weight, I would lose it there, too (I should know by now that you lose weight everywhere when you lose it) and that it would be enough to make something that used to be tight, not so much anymore.
on the other side of my life, sara has said that she woud be willing to drive the truck up here to help me move. (woo-hoo) which would rock, because it would save me several hundred dollars. (and I can't find this $250 check that I found last week. dammit.) The only down side is that she hasn't been terribly reliable in the past, and thus, i am afraid that she won't do it this time. she's gotten a lot better, though. but my dad says - it's us to you... which means he's leaving the decision up to me, and he probably doesn't think it's a good idea, but i guess he's figuring I'm adult enough to figure it out? ack. responsibility. not sure how much i like that. the thought of having someone else decide for me goes through my mind, and then i think of the i feel sick comics..
on the other side of my life, sara has said that she woud be willing to drive the truck up here to help me move. (woo-hoo) which would rock, because it would save me several hundred dollars. (and I can't find this $250 check that I found last week. dammit.) The only down side is that she hasn't been terribly reliable in the past, and thus, i am afraid that she won't do it this time. she's gotten a lot better, though. but my dad says - it's us to you... which means he's leaving the decision up to me, and he probably doesn't think it's a good idea, but i guess he's figuring I'm adult enough to figure it out? ack. responsibility. not sure how much i like that. the thought of having someone else decide for me goes through my mind, and then i think of the i feel sick comics..