I haven’t felt up to writing anything lately because, duh, My insomnia convinced me to try and hammer something out and I see this on my dashboard: “WordPress.com announcement: Challenge for 2011: Want to blog more often?“

Fuck you, wordpress. I AM TRYING.

My grandmother went back in the hospital yesterday in the midst of the craziness that was my mitten family being in town. They pulled the crash cart out when she got there, by ambulance, because she was in v-tach. She had a heart rate of over 205 beats per minute. Terrifying.

They stabilized her pretty quickly and shuffled her off to ICU where she is enjoying another few days at the hospital.

My only resolution for 2011 was to make it a hospital free year. Thanks, Gran.

My melodramatic aunt and cousin came in from Chicago tonight, and the mittens left this morning. I spent as much of today alone as possible. I have to go back to work in about 8 hours. Awesome. Another week of my pain in the ass family.

Friday night I am going out with my lady friends to see Girl Talk. I am going to shake my ass like nobody’s business. It shall be a good time. Or else. I’ll cut it. Seriously. Manfred got me the cutest little knife for Christmas and my stabby hand is getting itchy. I also would like to go shoot again soon. Nothing like unloading a .45 to let off some steam.

I am so very tired, so maybe my body will let me sleep. It’s very cold. I need the kitten to come snuggle me since I’m not with the Manfred right now. We spent an hour in Petsmart tonight arguing over collars for the dogs and how to abbreviate Cincinnati. IT IS NOT CINCY. THERE IS NO Y IN CINCINNATI. The end. Shut up. I WIN.

Then I met a GIANT orange kitty that looked like my beloved Bubba Kitty (may his eternal soul rest in peace) and he had the same name as Manfred. I begged but oooh someone has “allergies” and “four dogs” so it wasn’t a “good idea”. Whatever. He needs to get over those allergies. I have had a cat in my bed since the day I came home from Bay Med. I NEED MY KITTY, GODDAMNIT.

But a boyfriend’s snores are almost like purrs, right? *eye roll*

I’m starting to get warm, that means my body is going to sleep. Thank god. I’ll be back to shout incoherently at you all soon.

PS – Everyone send good energy and congratulations to Guam and Mrs Guam for bringing home baby G from the NICU today. SO EXCITED! Love you all. The Guams. And you. I guess. WHO IS LETTING ME CONTINUE THIS??