About Having Balls

Another day, another dollar - or two.

I just didn't have the balls last night to tell mommy that I'm moving... I did, however, talk to my stepdad about it - he seems neither here nor there. He really brings be back to earth with his humble and unfluffy ways. I mean - he really does take the fluff out of situations until you're like "ooohhh, so that's the real deal!" His main concern is safety and, well, living with a stranger - which are two major ones. When I mentioned, "I just don't know how to tell mommy" with my usual worry look - I guess hoping for some sorta reaction to it - he replied, with a shrug, "how yuh mean, jess tell her" then mutters something inaudible or Japanese - not too sure :)

Having my first cuppa tea for the morning, sitting in my floral shirt and just-washed hair - it took me 20 minutes to 'clear it out' this morning - ach! It's getting too long and frustrating now. And just when I get the urge to cut it all off or grow ras, I read my girl's post this morning:

http://parrotpot.blogspot.com/

I'm sooooo gleaming! Like, super happy for her! *Am I gay or what?* I just so know that feeling... and having been feeling like the uber-opposite recently, it's like - personal hit home :) *Can't wait to see it, Parrot*.

I heard something horrid on the radio - so so horrid... a 6 year-old boy was found raped and brutally killed... I couldn't listen to the story, nor do I wish to read it - how puking horrid! I pray for his mom, and for justice to be served... God, honestly... please let this insanity stop. I have so many nephews... I can't imagine what demon-possessed soul would fathom such a though....

On that note - I feel all down again... it has really rocked not just me - an individual - it has rocked the nation...

Say a prayer.

*Zuper exits with a prayer*