and after all the tears there's just the truth now

so - a few things i do every morning are:

i use my new sonic style toothbrush and waterpick. i love both of these and will never go back - at night in addition to both of them i floss but i usually tend to walk around and brush my teeth while internerding and what not.

i also - sharpen my black eye-makeup without fail. this has nothing to do with ocd - but it is just because i use the whole 'sharpened' part everyday - eighty percent in the morning and another twenty percent throughout the day. so - it really needs sharpening everyday.

i have this wireless mouse - and i got a message that "the batteries are critical." who ever heard of such a thing? i mean i know there are matters in this world that would fall under the crisis/critical whatever - but honestly - if my batteries ran out and i had to use the touchthing - who gives a shit?

speaking of the computer - i told jlp that i chatted with james deen last night in the ba.com chatroom.

i thought it was strange that he was at his desk chatting and editing porn while his lady was in the next room doing a christmas webcam chat and totally pulling a dp.

i wonder if it's boogie nights in the making.

so one of the things i have been putting off is getting insurance on my own again. when i left jdg he still had to keep up my living - so he has been paying for my car, life, health and dental insurances (and still is until d day). but i thought i better get my own shit ready so when he cuts me - i'm still cool.

so (as a fellow jerseyian) you know that car insurance is just sick - and with a dui calculated in now (plus - no multi-car discount, no home owner insurance discount, no married discount) - i'm looking at some hits. so i am pretty chatty (who me?) with the agent and she tells me she'll call me back in the afternoon (i think - is it that bad?).

so she calls and is rattling off all these figures - 'ms graham i wouldn't feel comfortable with you having less than this amount seeing you just got that check (don't remind me)... blah blah blah' and i'm thinking get to the fucking number bitch!

and she says 'fifty-four-o-eight!' and i wanna puke. i don't even think the civic is worth that much and i'm fucked and she says - you wanna pick the first of the month for your first payment? and i am still gonna puke.

i can't afford this - and she says - 'yearly that's 649.00' - holy shit! - a dui and all that shit and down here my car insurance is fucking bomb. if i were to be living in nj - and jlp you can swear to this - that would be my monthly payment without blinking twice.

virginia may be for lovers - but it's also for single chicks - not living in their own home - with a dui on their record for sure.

viva la virginia!