I was a teenage Ruby Finch |
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Sunday, September 16, 2001
Don't you just love when people that don't give a damn about what you think rant about not being able to talk? Heh. Two years ago, when anyone in the media that observed the Gregorian calendar was hyping the 'Millenium' (which they couldn't even get straight), I was dealing with some weird ass thing. My mom, who I love dearly, seemed fine with the idea that the whole fucking world was going to end. No, that God was coming back. Or something. I spent most of it in hell. So the local stations have all been knocked out with the WTC attack, right? Last night channel fucking 11 went back to their regular Sunday programing, which consists of these two people that tell everyone the end is near, God's a-comin', all that shit. I don't about you, but generally when kid's mother's tell them shit, they tend to want to believe it, y'know, it's their mother and all, the one that tells them there are no demons living in the closet waiting to eat them as soon as the lights go out, all that... Maybe I'm selfish, but I don't want to die. This isn't helping. The goddamn news and their goddamn headlines screaming war isn't helping. I wouldn't know if I died, I realize that. It's just the whole knowing, or thinking someone else knows when it's going to happen that fucks me up. Nan's lived through plenty of wars, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, the Cuban Missle Crisis, the Cold War, Desert Storm... I don't want to think about her going this way. I don't want to think about my cat and dog dieing in some goddamn fireball. Those two stupid bastards on the tv should've had their goddamn antenna blown off. Tuesday, September 11, 2001
There's this Billy Joel song called Miami 2017, I can't get this song out of my head. I'll never hear it the same way again.
Monday, September 10, 2001
Okay, this just doesn't sound right. Not at all...
The first sentence. It's just... wrong. WRONG I SAY! Oh yeah, the Saturn-Moon thing was only visible in Hawaii. I got pictures though. Even that night. Heh. I SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *ahem* You know that line in Sabrina about Linus finally running away from home? Eh. Yeah. Whatever. Saturday, September 08, 2001
I've been having this problem with my DSL, every so often, for the past three freaking months, it is... UNABLE TO CONNECT. Yesssss.... so I don't be happy! HA! *ahem* Okay, it's obvious I'm not doing too well in the head department at the moment, it's September, it's nice clear weather, and it's Saturday. That is my explanation. right, so I thought it wasn't me. It's not me, but... okay, Covad is like, bankrupt or something, but that's not supposed to be an issue. my link light goes out. And I never noticed. I am a terrible person. *slurred giggling* Hey, the Shmi figure looks great! *pumps fist* Yeah. right, so. I don't think i should be writing rithgt now because I'm tired. But it's happy tired, not damn, I'm tired tired. eh, prolly won't sleep though. I don't sleep anymore. I mean, I eventually go to sleep, like at 9 or somethong (thong th th thong thong thing thong! dammit. thong!) something. Then I wake up. two hours later. but i'm not supposed to BE awake two hours after I go to sleep. this is like, since April. It's crampin my style, man! So. um... okay, third week of April, we were doing the take Holly to the vet for her checkup thing, my arms started breaking out in the vet's office, and I hadn't slept at all that day, even though I was tired. okay, so then we got home and I'm like, I'm gonna go back to bed, maybe I'll sleep. but I didn't. So then like, I figured at some point duinf... DURING the past FIVE months, maybe my sleep thing would get it's s*** together, and I'd be fiiiiine! No. The weather is nice, I'm really REALLY tired right about now. but I won't sleep. Not unless I take a sleeping pill. But then I won't wake up until laaaaate. Oh like that's something new. No, see, I am not a pill person. I do not believe in the pills. I don't go like, "AGH! Pill!" and then I'm all better. No. I went three years without taking any kind of pill, asprin, allergy pill, anything. It wasn't worth it. I still sneezed. And once the eyepatch didn't make the migraines go away I had to resort to excedrin. Well, okay, at first... I took asprin, tylenol and a cup of coffee. Same damn thing. But y'know, mum was a little freaked out by that, so she bought me proper excedrin, that I wouldn't blow up concocting.... *giggles* Um. where was I? Oh yeah, so the sleeping pills don't really work either. After a while they just don't work. Like three days in a row, I black out, black out, black out, wake up at 11 wondering how to hook my stereo to the line in on the green thing. This is the shit I wake up thinking. Never anything useful. Never anything good. Okay, two days, I came up with the Argali people thing and the Porkins drama thing. I'm 140 pounds again. :/ I was 118 in May of 1999. G****** it, I looked hot! Okay, my face was all blistered and my arms weren't much better and well, my nose bled quite a bit, but dammit I looked good! The skin and nose crap doesn't go away. Ever. It's like the mob. Just when i thought I was out, they pull me ack in. ACK! heheheheh. Yeah, so we got a new faucet. o_O Again. The handles look like the fukuku 3000. *snark* I should be out taking pictures of the sky. look at this! that's where I should be, with the camera. F this. Friday, September 07, 2001
so I read something on alt.support.lupus that sends me to alt.support.sleep-disorders. There's a mega thread there that starts with "The reason you drugged out tweakers can't sleep is because you have turned your back on God!" I think is was the quickest newsgroup perusal in history. I'm too old for this stuff. Tuesday, September 04, 2001
Last night I hit a bottom I didn't think I could ever hit again. Yeah, the PMS didn't help. But it's been a fucked up few weeks and even my 'friends' on RASSM were showing me that I didn't really even belong there. So I went outside. I turned on the radio, even switched off the 95db filter, and Billy Joel was on. Aside from the fact that Billy Joel just rules, I thought it was kinda freaky to hear these words. Movin' on is a chance that you have to take Any time you try to stay - together Whoa Say a word out of line And you find that the friends you had Are gone - forever Forever So many faces in and out of my life lyrics taken from the oh so amazing Billy Joel.com Anyhoo, *I* understood it and it made me snap out of it. Or maybe the pms just passed. :) Friday, August 31, 2001
Ah... that was meant for Gumby's blog... I agree with it totally though, so I'll leave it up. I took down the link to evilzug, because they had a link to stileproject. I will not be the one that gets that site one more hit. Anyone that doesn't know what I'm yammering about, it was animal abuse. Anyone that does know what I'm talking about, let's just say I'm all for free speech, but when people that promote animal abusing assholes start hiding behind the first amendment in order to defend the sick shit they host, especially when that shit comes from countries that don't even share the same laws, I start becoming quite fond of our second amendment. I noticed that stileproject didn't even have an 18 or over warning. Nice. I hope any kid that was unfortunate enough to find their way to that site was sidetracked by the porn before being exposed to the other thing that website hoped to get famous for.
Okay, I can finally announce it now that there are no 'cheap index pages' (read: placeholders) left... I have a site on the side... I've been working on it for a little over a year, but really only did anything with it the past month. I give you... *pulls dusty curtain off monitor* Darth Gumby-I sense a distubance in my brain. Yes, that's the title. It's Star Wars/Monty Python humor. Oh nevermind. Just go there. |
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