The previous post was the result of drunk-blogging. A little known phenomenon where one gets drunk and suddenly decides it would be great idea to try to write something.

But, the drama is always a fascinating topic to me. Mostly because no matter how long I was mired in the drama and no matter how much I am repeatedly drawn to folks who are dramatic, I just don't get it. I don't get wanting to have all that drama in your life. I don't get not wanting to do anything to improve your life and your situation and your little corner of the sky... (For those of you Pippin fans...)

Someone needs to explain this to me in a way that I can understand. Do they just get too bored when there's no drama? I guess I get that. I mean, when I was more dramatic, I was definitely rarely bored. I used to say that I wish I were bored. I would swear that if I ever got bored I would never take it for granted. But as soon as I had some drama-free down time, I was on the phone, "Drama? Whatchoo doing tonight? Wanna hang out?" And there I was again.

And then -- back to the other Heather -- the guy wasn't even really worth it. I mean, sure -- he's pretty. But, definitely throws off major player vibes and even started going out with you while he was going out with someone else. That is a CLUE. Try getting one.

Okay. Enough of the chick's drama. It's fun to watch second-hand, but third hand gets weirder.

In other news, I had false eyelashes put on. It's super-weird. L, you thought I teared up when I got my eyebrows ripped out -- this was way worse. I kind of like it, but I really don't like thinking about my eyelashes this much. I'll try to post a picture before they fall off.

That's all.

Drama, drama, drama

Somehow I got a reputation for being dramatic... Pause for anyone who knows me to laugh so hard they pee...

Kickball tonight... There is another Heather on my team. She is only 3 years younger than me, but has much less maturity. Say what you want about me, but I'm not immature. Not being a grown-up and being immature are different, IMHO.

Anyway.

Other Heather was seeing some guy for 4.5 months -- of which, she admits he "ignored" her for about half of. She got dumped for some other random girl. Very bitter, drinking lots -- TONS of drama. At first, I really like listening to the drama. Listen to her revel in it as I can see her fingers get all pruney from being immersed in the drama... It's weird to me, that she does not understand that she is immersed in drama, but what can you do? At one point, I have all but tried to explain to her that I am older, this is drama, this too shall pass.... But, I also understand that she's only going to have to learn this on her own, and it is SO frustrating. SO.

I'm not sure I can have children and watch them learn things on their own.

I can see that this guy is not the first mistake she is going to make... I don't know, after making this many mistakes myself, I guess I just have a sense of it. Which I imagine is somewhat parent-like... I see her making the mistakes, I know how she can stop herself from making them, but I know that there is nothing I can say to her that is going to change her course... Frustrating... But I know I was the same way -- at any age. It's always like this. You just have to go through it. It doesn't matter what anyone says or does, it 's your own experience. You always think -- they do NOT know. No matter what they went through, it's not like this...

I hate getting old and having experience. I hate that that experience only counts in MY world.

Why hasn't someone invented a squeaky dog toy that only dogs can hear? Charlie is a bit OCD when it comes to squeaking and when he really gets going, I really want to kill him, myself, anyone.

Another exciting holiday weekend spent consuming... We spent the day consuming, with a brief respite to wash the dog. And then there was the devastation that is swimsuit shopping, brilliantly started after a sushi dinner. Security was seriously alarmed by the uncontrollable sobbing coming from the dressing room, so we had to leave...

Hope things are good with you..............

I know how much you like looking at pictures, so hopefully this will alleviate some of your boredom...

Crap, I was going to post more often...

Went on a pre-birthday shopping spree today. Julia's coming into town tomorrow for birthday and wine festival. Our THIRD cat arrived today. Very weird seeing Scott's ex in our house but mostly weird because it wasn't quite as weird as I thought it was going to be.

I should have more to say but I don't.