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[23 May 2009|07:39pm] |
I'm just about to begin movie night. My aunts Eleanor, Sis, and Marylin are in town so we thought we'd all sit around and watch warm fuzzy movies like Frost/Nixon. Ha. Before I start, I thought I'd offer you all a song that I am currently infatuated with. It's not the first time I've heard it, but for some reason I really like it now. I hope that you enjoy it.
http://www.sendspace.com/file/rj0wza
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| Dreaming |
[12 Mar 2009|01:04am] |
So, I’ve had this dream before. Back when I dreamt it then I was certain that it was important, but I never really understood it.
It starts out with me climbing a narrow but steep stairway. The stairs are grey wood, a kind of weathered looking wood. I’m climbing for a long time. I know that I’m high up from the ground. Finally, I get into a very cramped room. Everything is grey. This place has a quiet sort of contemplative aura about it. There’s a full length mirror and its glass is smudged and old looking. I know that I’m at the highest height I can get. I see a wrinkled woman in the mirror and suddenly I’m somewhere else.
Upon entering this room I am loads happier. I somehow know that I am as low as I can get - like in a basement - whereas in the grey room I knew I was at the very top. This is a gold room. The light that illuminates everything is a champagne color. Everyone is dressed in warm shades of beige or gold and they are dressed to the nines. It’s kind of a Gatsby party with flappers and dapper, handsome men - all young and full of life. I have a sense of warmth and happiness in the gold room.
I have no idea what meaning this dream holds. I guess it might be a little important if I have it more than once. What do you think that it’s about?
(x-posted to _dreams_)
You're all very insightful people. I thought maybe you could help me figure this out. It's bugging the hell out of me. I tried looking up the significance of the colors grey and gold but I don't know if that matters to my brain. Boy. I'm going back to sleep.
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| I need drugs... |
[24 Jan 2009|11:59pm] |
It's really difficult for me to even get out of bed, lately. I'm having trouble elaborating.
I'm worried about being surrounded by fatty foods on Superbowl and I'm worried about the possibility of my parents throwing me a birthday party at a restaurant. So much pressure to eat so much of food that is just not good for you...
Thanks to Tam, I'm now a closet Schnuffel freak. He's a cartoon bunny that sings techno songs in German. I did find an English language video of him on YouTube, but I couldn't embed it into this post.
http://www.schnuffelwelt.de/
When you're very depressed and apathetic about life, you think about the strangest things. I was watching some random news program last night about this girl who became a secret undercover informant and that she was caught with drugs and that got me wondering about ecstasy. I think I could use a happy pill.
I wonder if certain people would be better off without me. Sometimes I think that I'm just dragging people down with me. I have wonderful people in my life and I'm not doing them any good. I feel so guilty.
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| Does it work for me? |
[08 Oct 2008|11:37pm] |
crossposted to MySpace...
I'm contemplating a new haircut. I keep seeing Brea Grant on Heroes (she's Daphne Millbrook - the really, really fast girl) and I love her short, choppy hair. I like it in the same way that I loved Kristen Bell's haircut in the first few episodes of Veronica Mars. I've always liked my hair long and feminine with its natural wave/curl, but the idea of a short, funky 'do is appealing. I've had people warn me that, to wear it like in the pictures below, I would have to actually put forth effort into styling it - blowdrying and straightening. That's no fun. I rarely have the energy to pull my hair back into a ponytail.
But what do you guys think? Here are some illustrations...
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| WOW |
[25 Jul 2008|09:55pm] |
I just got my new Nikon. It ROCKS, guys. It REALLY ROCKS. It rocks so much that I have started using all caps.
I'm lazy and I need a shower, so I don't have any pics at the moment. However, tomorrow is my aunt's father's birthday party (the big 7 - 0 ) so I'll have loads of pics from the party.
I had an awesome dream last night. I was a spy, using my feminine wiles (ha ha ha) to get government secrets from men. The government paid for my wardrobe. I know. Crazy, right? But it's a nice fantasy to have, y'know. If the government paid for my wardrobe I'd be shopping every day.
Shower time. Love you guys.
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| School and Uh Huh Her |
[09 Jul 2008|11:03pm] |
I have committed my new students’ names to memory. The one whose first language is Arabic is Nayel. Which sounds like Nail. He’s really very attractive for a young person (18, maybe 19), but I’m not Mary Kay Letourneau. The second who didn’t say much to me at first is Jerome. He’s fun. Nayel passed TWO TESTS today. One 100%, too. I think that he might possibly finish the course on my off day tomorrow. Go him.
My dad says that teaching might be my niche. Who knows, really. I can hardly see myself in a conventional classroom in front of a class full of evil-eyed kids who put tacks on my seat and launch spitballs into my hair. I like this classroom, though. I scoot around from computer to computer on my wheeled chair.
I discovered this new band. Uh Huh Her. Sound familiar? It should. It’s a PJ Harvey album title. I’ve read that this band drew inspiration from the album. They sound nothing at all like PJ Harvey. They’ve got this airy sound to them and I like it. So I was wondering...
Which of you has the skillz to rip this song for me???
You can find it on this page - http://www.imeem.com/people/cYLZ-Ll/music/u6Tz9LUk/uh_huh_her_common_reaction/
I hardly expect to get something for nothing, so I’ll provide a link to a song I ripped for YOU!
http://www.sendspace.com/file/0yoby0
That’s Hooverphonic’s cover of Depeche Mode’s Shake The Disease. I don’t think you can find it on iTunes. SCOOOORRRREEE.
Anyway, I’m sure I’ve asked all of you to rip me songs about a million times. I must sound like a broken record.
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| a request |
[17 Jun 2008|01:29am] |
Hey, guys,
Do any of you have Sally's Song covered by Fiona Apple? If you do, would you kindly upload it to sendspace or some place where I can get it? I'd appreciate it. :)
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[25 May 2008|10:01pm] |
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I want an Ewok for a pet.
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| Twilight Stamps |
[17 Jan 2008|01:16am] |
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They aren't fantastic, but they'll be alright considering I have loads of people making even better stamps. Like I said, I want people in the community to have loads of options. Say, if they're voted as Bella they should have different stamps of Bella to choose from. Tei made some very attractive stamps that I've seen. She used Autumn Reeser for Angela Weber! I still think that's a clever decision.
( poorly done stamps under the cut )
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[13 Oct 2007|12:17am] |
Okay, so I never really told you about Gracie (the world’s most adorable cocker spaniel) and her current health crisis, did I? That’s been stressful, too.
She seemed to be having problems controlling her bladder for a while and sometimes it seemed that it hurt for her to pee. She’d lick and lick and lick and sometimes scoot along the carpet or grass. The vet immediately diagnosed her as having an infection. Then as there was no progress he said it was an allergy irritating her down there. It was only when we could see that her pee was slightly tinged with red, which meant blood in the urine, that he scheduled some tests and OMG bladder stones.
I looked all around and only the Ohio State University’s veterinary medicine school offered a process that used sound waves of some sort to break up the stones and make them possible. We couldn’t get a hold of them, though, so we had no choice but to schedule an invasive surgery for Gracie.
My dad and I picked her up Thursday around four and she seemed okay. She was wagging her stubby tail and licked my face. The vet said that her bladder was very scarred from the stones and he showed us the stones and they were slightly larger than marbles. I could only imagine how those could hurt. He also said that she’d peed on the floor of the OR and that it did have some blood in it. He said that she might pee blood for a little while and to every so often check her gums (make sure they’re pink) to check and see if she’d lost a dangerous amount of blood. Nothing to it, we thought.
Then we got her home and she peed bright, fingernail polish red. We made her a bed of old blankets and towels, put a housebreaking pad between her and the towels and blankets. We gave her a little bit of water as the post-op instructions told us to. She kept on bleeding, though. I mean, the fur on her butt and hind legs was bright red from the blood. I kept checking her gums and she was okay, but she was losing so much blood it scared my parents and me to death.
The vet clinic that had taken care of her was closed and the docs had gone home. We knew of the emergency vet clinic, but we all remembered that our last dog, Sweetie, had died there. Needless to say we were hesitant to send Gracie there especially after dad called. He said that the background noise sounded more like a party than a vet’s office and that the young girl who took his call said the vet was busy with other animals. So we just kept on changing the blankets, towels, and housebreaking pads. When she started to shiver we warmed up some blankets in the dryer and tucked her in with them. I watched her all evening. I finished Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere while watching her - good book, but that’s a different subject. Then my mother took over. I went to bed and she slept in a sleeping bag next to Gracie.
It’s been rough, but she’s not bleeding much at all now and her gums are good. She’s still on the blankets and very lethargic, but she’s good. Her eyes look much more alert and she’s been licking my face all happy and puppy-like. I’m so glad she’s going to be okay. Sweetie died from blood loss when she was about five…
Now the vet is supposed to analyze the bladder stones to see what they’re made of. Once he figures that out he can decide on what path we’re to follow as far as treatment goes. Poor dog, now she’s getting a bath to get all of that blood out of her fur. I think on the parts that she is white she’ll have some staining. Poor girl…
Oh, and if you have any suggestions, I would be forever grateful if any of you could point me in the direction of good erotic stories. The pictures don’t do it for me. Sometimes they make me laugh, even. I like the stories. So… Please?
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| good news |
[10 Oct 2007|08:59pm] |
I suppose I should have told you guys this yesterday so that I wouldn’t have left you hanging, so to speak. It’s good news, I think. Or at least could be good news depending on how it turns out.
My mother couldn’t go with me to the doctor’s as her arm was spasming like crazy and she thought she’d be too sleepy to go with me under the influence of pain medication. Dad went with me. Usually he’s not very good at things like supporting me emotionally and making me feel better, but he did well all-in-all.
Before I went my mom made a list of symptoms that she wanted to be sure Dr. McLaughlin knew about. One thing she listed was ‘hallucinations/delusions’ … You know, you would think that she would tell me that I was a raving lunatic the night before. She said I’d been seeing bugs again. I can’t help but wonder why it’s always about bugs. I’ve never been particularly afraid of bugs.
Anyway, to the important part…
I am obviously not hospitalized. Dr. McLaughlin increased my Cymbalta and my anxiety medications. He said if that didn’t work out for me that I should seriously consider ECT again.
So, I’m here. Hi.
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