The Daily Kanga

Anatomic Snuffbox, to me, that is a great name for a band, it strikes out as such. And what an anatomic snuffbox is:

The triangular area of the dorsum of the thumb overlying the scaphoid bone. A depression is formed when the thumb is extended. The tendons of the extensor pollicis longus muscle bound the ulnar side of the depression, and the abductor brevis tendons form the radial border. When snuff was used, a small pinch could be placed in this 'box' and snuffed up into the nose from that site. Tenderness in this area may be present when the scaphoid bone is fractured.

In recent days, I have heard two sayings of which I have never heard before.  

The first one is:

In true love one seeks good in a person. In romantic love, one seeks the person.

The second one... it's too memorable to put here.

Asadora, you have an unusually strong psychic talent in the area of Precognition

This means you have an uncanny ability to look into the future and anticipate what is going to happen. By knowing something's going to occur, you can even change the outcome of events for the better.

Asadora, our in-depth analysis also shows you have other hidden psychic strengths including retrocognition (the ability to know what has happened in the past), telepathy (the ability to sense people's true thoughts) and clairvoyance (the ability to see the unknown).

  After five months of not having a period, I am very happy to say that my period started this past Tuesday and I am still currently on it. I fly out on 8/1 so, I'm sure by then my period will have left.

I have been diagnosed with PCOS. I now take 'the pill' in order to bring on my periods.

Mmmm not sure what else to say really.

Oh! I do!

(.)

Period.

I have nothing to talk about.

I'm done.

COWARD! You wear it well.

Curved lips with a biting nervousness;

Overplayed emotions running wild;

Whispering voices floating through your ears

Awkward relationships from acquaintance of years.

Retarded reactions come little too late

Disgusting remorse of how things could have been?

(Never!)

How many Pisces do I know? Almost everyone I know is a Pisces... or an Aires.

Why do these two zodiacs keep popping up into my life? I have no idea. Maybe it's something to do with me being a Virgo.  But that still doesn't help me to figure out why I have these two signs frequent my life.

I'm not complaining, most Pisces and Aires people are quite the entertaining and flexible bunch; but just the certain ones that I know have been causinig me great concern as of late.

It's annoying. It's never a two way 'relationship' with these people. They drain me completely, but somehow I always manage to 'still' have some emotional 'bond' or some such with them.

Maybe, I'm just a nice person. Or too nice of a person. Or just a person who can't say 'no' to them certain signs.

Bah.

It's really frustrating to have feelings for people and not know how describe said feelings to them. I either get my foot in my mouth, piss off the other person, or just make myself look like the utter fool.

I can't just shut off my emotions/feelings for people and then forget them entirely.

It's wasteful.

However, at the same time, I don't want to be made the fool of by someone else. If I make my own self look the fool, then that is OK, at least it is by my doing. But, if someone else makes me look the fool, then I get a bit 'unhinged'.

It's a love/hate thing I suppose.

"I would love to love you, but most of the time I end up hating to hate you."

When I'm used to someone, I don't fancy getting 'unuse' to them anytime soon. I like things to be stable. I don't like  things to blow up over some crazy, stupid, trival shit which causes the friendship to facture. But,  in the end that is mostly what happens.

And yes, I am not always blame-free, but, I will say that most of the time I am. I'll admit wrong when I am actually wrong.   But, never because someone just 'says' that I am wrong. I don't like having my feelings told to me either. That's most rude.

I could say I'm sorry a thousand times, but it normally falls on deaf ears and nothing is ever quite the same again. 

That is why I am writing this now. 

Because, I'm utterly sorry and I just can't stop worrying about you.

It's like a habit that I can't kick.

It's easier to collect my thoughts when you aren't around, but then, when you are around, I just seem to fall into a thousand pieces that doesn't make up much of a puzzle at all. Maybe that is a good thing, because I don't have the patience for puzzles.

Emotional puzzles aren't great either. I would rather stick a red hot poker in my left eye, before having to untangle strands of assorted emotional pieces that don't fit.

I'm an all or nothing person. I don't do halves. If I am going to do something; I'm going to do it properly and fully.

I just wish I could seperate my emotions better.

Too long, too much, not enough; take a little, want more, crave it, and then I wake up to nothing at all the next day.

Oh well. I guess my insignficant shunning should give me a 'Clue'.

But I suck at boardgames as well.

All I'm asking for is a (.) - that's it.

I could take a thousand showers and could never wash you away. And to think I've never been close enough to smell your scent.

In everything I do, I am All or Nothing, but when it comes to you, anything will do.

Could I please, just have a (.) that is all I need. I'll quiet down.

.....

What the hell am I doing? It's not like you will read this anyway.

 I started my period this morning - yeh!

G finally brought the tree down from the attic and put it up. Such a good boy! I had the pleasure of decorating it, all it's missing are the MLP ornaments, which are of course, in the Pony Room.

Went to Nottingham yesterday and joined the masses in their last minute Yulemass rush. I've been collecting G's presents for weeks now, so I'll be pleased to finally give them to him. He tickles me pink when he's so excited!

My ankle is totally knackered again. Woke up at 7am from the throbbing ache that was shooting up my leg. My ankle was very stiff and very swollen. G had to rescue me from the bathroom, before I slowly and rather painfully made my way down to the living room. Read some of my book, took some painkillers, watched the Fifa Cup World Final: (Liverpool lost: 1-0 ). Then fell asleep.

My cold/allergies finally took their leave of me; though, I still have a dry cough, which isn't as bad as it was.

So, with my aliments, the hussle and bussle of the season and the very cold weather; I'm still in a good mood and all because I started my rag... finally!

 I am too knackered to sleep, but I am tired enough to go to bed.

No, it doesn't make sense to me either; but if you knew that my house is of three storeys, then you would understand the journey that is before me.

"I accept your submission, and I intend to enforce it.’

ooer... yes please!