Gehenna Net

Basically, I got my nose fixed. Not in the pretty way that people might think, but in the “holy shit I can breath again” way. It’s totally awesome! Apparently I had a deviated septum that was so far to the left that it closed off my airway on the left side of my face.  This caused me to basically stop breathing in the middle of my sleep (about seventeen times an hour) and never allow me to reach REM state (which, in turn, stresses out the heart and the body from the body’s inability to get a full night’s sleep). Here I thought it was I was a crappy sleeper.

Another side benefit of this surgery is that I no longer snore. That’s great, considering I could wake up my dogs, my neighbors on the next block and the people in the next town. Seriously, I would punch my husband telling him to roll over when it was really me that was snoring. Loud.

I don’t know if the next is a benefit but I can smell. Everything. If the dog farts in the next room it smells like he did it after sticking his ass in my face. Not good.

I go for my next sleep study on the 12th. This should be interesting. I don’t like them in the first place because:

1. It’s weird sleeping in a bed that’s not mine. Yes, I have issues in hotels as well.

2. You’re threaded up with so much wire and goo to stick the wires on its totally impossible to get comfortable. Definitely a pain in the ass to wash out of your hair the next day.

3. I sleep in the raw. The BUFF.  I flail alot and the first sleep study confirms this.  My t-shirt would get wrapped around my neck and that’s not very cool, so I just decided “hey, its my house..my bed..I can sleep how I want”. The flailing has always been a bad issue for me, which is probably why we ended up getting a king sized bed.

4. You’re videotaped. Talk about creepy but you got some guy watching you while you sleep.  Now its not just the crazy neighbor next door that hides in your bushes.

So two more weeks of taking it easy and recovering. We’ll see.

Twenty five THOUSAND people attended this! Ridiculous.

We were supposed to convoy down to this event with some co-workers but imagine my surprise when people didn’t show to the convoy spot on time or at all, causing the entire group of others to be late (or not be able to do the chipped run at all).  Next year I’m going it alone.

I somehow, magically, got Wordpress to work on the iPhone.  Now I can post from anywhere. BAH.

I’m a great lover of music. Most of my day is spent with an iPod in my ear or the stereo on loud.  I created a little iPod playlist that seems to get me going. Yeah, the combinations are weird but it actually flows, even on a skewed rotation.  I submitted to iTunes to check out their iMix option and for some reason iTunes didnt like my iMix and decided to delete half of the songs.  Weird (or stupid) iTunes.

Music    Madonna
Ray of Light   Madonna
Bad Trash   Switchblade Symphony
B.Y.O.B.   System of a Down
Break It Down Again  Tears for Fears
Casual Affair   Tonic
Headstrong   Trapt
Cowgirl    Underworld
Situation (US 12″ Remix) Yaz
Tubthumping   Chumbawamba
December   Collective Soul
Without Me   Eminem
What’s Luv?   Fat Joe
Cars (Remix)   Fear Factory
Shimmer (Live Acoustic)  Fuel
Eleanor Rigby   Godhead
Greed    Godsmack
Summer Romance    Incubus
Familiar   D.J. Greyboy & Incubus
Devil Inside   INXS
High    Jimmie’s Chicken Shack
SexyBack (feat. Timbaland) Justin Timberlake
LoveStoned/I Think She Knows Justin Timberlake
Stronger   Kanye West
Champion   Kanye West
Jenny Was a Friend of Mine The Killers
Kids In America   Kim Wilde
4 Minutes    Madonna
Family Affair   Mary J. Blige
Like This   Mims
Powertrip   Monster Magnet
Lapdance   N.E.R.D.
Ex-Girlfriend   No Doubt
It’s No Good   Depeche Mode
New    No Doubt
Try Again   Aaliyah
Crack Hitler   Faith No More
Most Girls   Pink
December   Collective Soul
Cars    Fear Factory
Gold Digger   Kanye West
Without Me   Eminem
Get Right   Jennifer Lopez
Summer Romance   Incubus
My Own Summer   The Deftones
Numb/Encore   Jay-Z and Linkin Park
Judgement Day   Method Man
Family Affair   Mary J. Blige
Alive and Kicking  Simple Minds
Freedom 90   George Michael
B O B    outkast
Trip Like I Do   Filter
Move Ya Body   Nina Sky
Kill You   Eminem
Jenny from the Block  Jennifer Lopez
the Impression that I Get The Mighty Mighty Bosstones
Simmer    Fuel
What’s the Frequency, Kenneth? R.E.M.
Diamonds from Sierra Leone Kanye West

Holy crap. 0400 is early. That’s what time I’ve been getting up. 0400. Wanna know the reason why?  I’ve been turned into a gym rat.  I pay 64 dollars per month to LifeTime Fitness to wear me and tear me out.  Seriously.  Why? Because I’m getting old and I want to look and feel good. So far its only three times a week on a treadmill. That’s a start, right? Right?  Next week will go up to five times a week. I love being pumped first thing in the morning.

One of my friends at work has been asking me for a few years to join her on different Walk/Jog/Runs so I did my research and found a few that I think I will be attending throughout the year. She’s doing the Susan B. Komen in Arizona this November.  60 miles in three days. That’s fucking crazy. CRAZY. But I’ll be there next year.

May 11, 2008 - Mother’s Day Run - Corporate Woods, Overland Park, KS 5K
June 8, 2008 - Dog n Jog - Country Club Plaza, Kansas City, MO 2M
June 21, 2008 - Pathways Animal Assisted Therapy - Lawrence, KS 5K Run
August 10, 2008 - Komen Race for the Cure - Kansas City, MO 5K Run

We just got back from a lovely vacation in Phoenix. The weather…eighty plus degrees. Beautiful.

Yeah. I miss Phoenix and basically my plan is to move back within five years. I’m waiting on our son to graduate Kansas State before we move, seeing as he’s only a few hours away.

Although the traffic is a bit too heavy for my taste, the scenery and friends make it all worth while. I don’t mind fighting it but my husband is a gentle driver. Forget that. I never forgot the New York driver training. My middle finger is always ready, and I’m quite capable of parking parallel, thank you very much.

On Thursday we dragged my mom and dad out to Page Springs Cellars to get some of the famous Caduceus Chupacabra. Yes, Maynard’s wine. Still waiting on the shipment to arrive. Apparently you can’t take it on the plane and its a pain in the ass to pack in luggage especially when you’re over the luggage limit anyways. Hey, I’m a chick and I pack heavy.

A few wine tastings later (we tasted everything) we were ready to hit the road. Montezuma Castle..check. Red Rocks at Sedona…check. Several hours in the car with your parents..check. Beautiful fun and scenery..check.

All in all, a great day and a wonderful week.

Speaking of wines: one day I will get my ass in gear and finish the Vino portion of this site. Hopefully I can read my own handwriting in the diary because it looks like a palsy patient on a roller coaster.

Its the time once again that we make useless resolutions that we never follow through on. Sure, the first month or so goes dandy but then its back to the bad habits of smoking crack, picking up hookers and beating the husband. Here’s what I plan to do but know I won’t follow through on:

• Quit Smoking
• Balance my checkbook
• Take LESS pictures
• Be nicer to people (yeah, right…really?)
• Moisturize often
• Back up my computers

Jesus Christ. That’s all I can say.   

My son was involved in a rollover accident last Sunday. From all reports from the salvage yard, the state trooper, the paramedic and the insurance adjusters he and his friends were damn lucky to walk away from this accident. My son’s car, a 2001 Saturn SL1, was crumpled like a piece of paper. I haven’t seen the pictures yet and I’m really not sure I want to.

When I called the salvage yard, the manager was nice enough to find the keys and other items left behind. The conversation went like this:

Dude: Were you driving? Me: Nope, its my son’s car. Dude: Is your son….okay? (I’m pretty sure he was trying to be gentle). Me: Yeah, he was in the backseat sleeping. Some broken bones along with another boy. Son has staples in the back of his head but nothing terribly serious [that we can tell so far]. Dude: How many people in the car? Me: Four boys. Dude: And they’re all … okay? Dude yelling to someone in the shop: HEY FRANK. THERE WERE FOUR BOYS IN THAT CAR. NONE OF THEM ARE DEAD. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT SHIT? Ma’am, seriously though…I’m surprised to hear that because there was blood ALL OVER the back seat and the car..well, its just not a car any more.

So yeah. I’m freaking out. Seriously still freaking out.

Lesson learned here? Seat belts seriously. Seriously.

When did not over-socializing become antisocial?  So I prefer to go to work and not talk to people because I’m trying to concentrate on my job.  You don’t need to be filled in on my previous night or weekend’s activities.  Do you really need to know that I got laid and what positions we did it in?   No. You don’t.

I don’t discuss politics, sex and definitely not religion at work. Often times coworkers don’t agree with my point and view which puts me in a bad position.  The “live and let live” mantra is not known at work.

Something that was said of me recently on GamesNET:  <l1quid> I love the way gehenna speaks so rarely, and when she does speak its awesome

On the other hand I don’t need to know that you had a colonoscopy and how well it went. Next thing you know they will be showing me the pictures of this procedure as if they were showing me an ultrasound of their unborn.  Really, save it.  I cant count how many times someone has discussed their menstrual cycles.

Oh. And when did it become okay to fart, on purpose, in front of your coworkers?