Too many blogs...not enough time
Mood:  lucky
I have wayyy too many blogs to run.
I have this one that I have not paid enough attention to. thats alright because I have enough people on various other sites that totally miss this one. yay.
here is where I just rant.
Yay me.

I hate being in charge....
Mood:  rushed
I hate it when people come up to me like I have the frikkin answer to life and the universe. When people have an issue at ANY event...they NEED to go to the people in charge...NOT me. I AM THE BIGGEST FLAKE YOU WILL EVER EVER KNOW! I am not a responsible person. I am a person that will forget names of other people I just meet. I don't care about anything unles it's related to ME in some way. I am as selfish and as self centered as they come. I am petty and carping when I don't get my own way. I whine and am overly paranoid when I think that people are talking about me behind my back. I am vicious and catty.
and yet, people like me.
Sometimes I even go out of my way to be a bitch to get people to hate me. It don't work.
I don't get it.
My father once said that with our family, people either REALLY REALLY LIKE YOU or DESPISE YOU. Sometimes for no reason whatsoever, maybe it can be because they don't like the way your eyebrows curl. Maybe they just like the sound of your voice.
AGGGGHHHHH.
Sometimes I want to be left alone...then I whine about everyone leaving me alone...
Being a Libra is a tough life.

Sometimes its like pulling teeth out of a chicken
Mood:  chatty
Now Playing: Moonstruck
You know, sometimes I wonder why I put up with stupid people. I mean, I have nothing against people that are interested in me...but I wish some people would just go away....why is it that the ones that intrigue me are just as busy as I am? and the ones I wish would go away just bug the SH** out of me to the point I would love to rip their hair out???
It's enough to make me want to rip out me teeth and stick em in their eyes...grrrrr.

If I had the ways and means to New Orleans
Mood:  don't ask
I am so pissed right now.
I am beyond livid.
I hate these bastards that put up fake websites to try to steal monies from people trying to help hurricane Katrina survivors.
I wish them all ill will three fold. Hell, ten fold sounds better.

And I am still ranting
For any person that ever walked off the landing of the Amtrak station in New Orleans for the first time and said to themselves: "I'm Home." You then know exactly how I am feeling right now. New Orleans, unlike Hollywood...Accepted you just the way that you are. Nothing against Hollywood, except it has a horrible tendency to try to change you to their standards if you let them. New Orleans (the veux carre to some of us) just gives you a big hug and ushers you right in. I know that it's the city that care forgot. But I will never forget. I will always remember her. So will you.

Pap Smears and cartwheels
Mood:  celebratory
You know, there is a certain moment of glee when your doctor calls to let you know that your pap smear came out okay. you feel like you should go and get drunk or something. Or get laid....ironically.
Boobs get a sonogram in a few months if she thinks its really necessary...thinks its still the wierd moving gland...monkey glands!!! whoo hooo. If I ever did get a masectomy....BIG HUGE NEON IF...I would tattoo Lilo and Stich right on the nipple!!!WHO cares right now! my hootchie is okeedokee whoooohoooo!!!!!

a study in hospital food
You know...you learn so much about various hospitals when your mother is hospitalized in two of them within two weeks of each other. I have learned so much about the department of veteran affairs even stuff I didn't care to learn in the first place. I have driven more in the last two weeks...and everyone wonders why I am so tired. I dunno. maybe it has something to do with not sleeping for two weeks straight without wondering, is she dying? is she dead? What do I do now? What can I do? What can I do for her? I am suppose to be the family flake...I am not good at being the responsible one.
At least I will know Diabetes up close an personal when I get it. Not a case of IF i get Diabetes...but WHEN.

does cancer move?
Mood:  not sure
an odd thing happened the other day at the doctor.
She finds a lump in my breast. Oh yeah...we all take a big breath on that one when we hear it, don't we?
The thing is...it's moved. from one breast to the other. Does cancer move?
Oh well...leave it to me to be the special child.
In truth as of right now she assumes its a gland...
No , i don't know if glands move either.

FIVE TOP PLACES PAN LIKES TO HANG HER HAT:
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Extreme home makeover
Alright, just for the viewing audience at home...
AUNTIE PAN PAN'S TOP FIVE PLACES TO HANG HER TOP HAT.
Number Five: CHINATOWN. (Chicago or Los Angeles)
Number Four: HOLLYWIERD.
Number Three: Home on a three day weekend.
Number Two: LAS VEGAS, BABY!
and....number one
NEW ORLEANS FOR HALLOWEEN.

Runners up: Peoria Illinois for Faire., North Dakota...or was it south? That place they filmed 'North by Northwest'., Prague., and of course., France/Scotland/Tuscany.

HAPPY BUNNIE DAY
Mood:  happy
Now Playing: Miss Congeniality Two: Armed and Fabulous
HAPPY BUNNY DAY!!!!!
I have come to the conclusion that for November of 2006 that we here at the castle are going to Vegas to celebrate a special family birthday. Anyone that's "Family" is more than welcome to attend.
We shall be probably going to either the Venetian or the Bellagio...not sure yet. There was rumor on the Phantom website that they were working on building the complete Phantom of the Opera permanent set construction at the Venetian, I believe.
Why go to Europe when you can see Vegas???
I have always loved Vegas. It's in my top five fabulous places I love to be.
Happy Easter everyone.
Cheers.