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[01 Aug 2004|02:23pm] |
I visited Bettina.She told me that she didn't give me her pin number at the hospital because she knew I was going through enough trouble already. We cried because we're big fat motherfucking sissies (and proud of it, bitch.)
That's all on that. I'm just glad I was able to visit her.
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[16 Jul 2004|02:23pm] |
Kitty died.
Bettina tried to die.
Life is turning into a wee little pile of SHIT.
Blah.
Bettina wouldn't give me the pin number I need to visit her. I don't want to be selfish, but that hurt. Like a bigass slap in the face.
So... Fuck it all. I'm taking a bubble bath and putting weird masque stuff on my face. I need a break from all of this crap.
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[05 Jul 2004|05:17pm] |
So I now own season four of the Sopranos on TV.
CHRIST-O-FURRRRR. Ahahaha. I love these characters.
Man, have I ever been working my ass off on my parents' yard. It seems like, over a period of several years, that they've let it all go to hell. There are weeds everywhere and moles have made tunnels under the plastic. We, er... They need new mulch. Lots of it.
It's only right that I help out, though. My dad's still talking about the Spectra.
So... You won't hear any complaining from me. Except maybe online.
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[29 Jun 2004|07:18pm] |
I want to kick my cousin's ass.
She came to our weekend reunion meaning to give me an autograph she'd gotten for me.
See, she's been used as an extra on that OC show. Teen bullshit but... Melinda Clarke is on it playing a rich-bitch socialite mommy. She was Lady Heather on CSI.
So since I love that character my cousin put 1 and 1 together and got me her autograph.
And she never gave it to me.
So now she's on the FUCKING WEST COAST and I'm in the GODDAMN HEARTLAND.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUUUUUUCK.
Damn you, Laura.
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[27 Jun 2004|08:45pm] |
I had the most awesome time at the Hasier family reunion. I couldn't believe it but I actually met my great aunt Mitzie (Whose real name is Olga). She's 88 years old. Kick. Ass. I hope I stay around that long even if it's just to spend my days making others miserable happy.
Ahaha.
My aunt Mary Ann was there, too. She's the greatest. She starts talking and only a force of nature can shut her up. My favorite story she shared with us was the one where she said that she used to get orgasms from stealing stuff.
Crazy.
Downright insane.
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[20 Jun 2004|01:27pm] |
What. The. Fuck.
My father called me up and asked if I wanted to go out to Bob Evans’ for dinner.
My thoughts: Oh, shit, are they getting a divorce? Maybe he’s dying! OH GOD.
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And the conversation was way beyond tame. So now I’m wondering ‘What’s the point of all of this?’
But fret not, Pele, there is a stranger and more pleasant reason for this pancake dinner. Afterwards he drove me to the Kia dealership to stare at the fully loaded Spectra. As it turns out, he wants to get me a new car.
YES. ROCK. ON.
There’s really nothing wrong with my 1995 Geo Prism... But... Mmm new car smell...
Now I know that there is a god. Mmm...
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Well that was amazingly decent. I had fun at dinner with my dad. Who knew that this was possible? Usually he’d crack wild and vulgar jokes and that’s cool and all except... It’s a little weird hearing it coming from a family member.
We went to the Olive Garden with my mom (his favorite restaurant) and ate the whole bowl of salad plus our entrees. Mmm...
There’s not much to say, is there? I had fun. Wee.
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[20 Jun 2004|01:27pm] |
Going out for dinner with dad...
I'll let'cha know what happened.
WEEE.
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[13 Jun 2004|09:05pm] |
what decade does your personality live in?
quiz brought to you by lady interference, ltd
AHAHAHAHAAAA BEAUTIFUL MOTHER MANIA. HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY. WEEEEEEE.
So, what’s up kids? Bettina is being discharged tomorrow so we plan on doing... whatever... Something fun, hopefully. We both suck at scheduling leisure activities. Tire rotation, pet grooming, weeding in the lawn... That’s easy to schedule because you never want to do it.
I don’t make a whole lot of sense, okay? Deal with it.
I brewed iced tea. The real shizzle, not tbsp.’s of powder mixed with water. It’s yummy.
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I wish Bettina would quit this self-harm shit. I have nowhere to go without her. I really miss her. Maybe this is her payback for me being in the hospital. Okay, I get it, now GET OUT OF THERE AND GO SEE RIDDICK WITH ME. WHORE.
I mean, get better, sweet cheeks.
Today I went to visit her at breakfast. She thinks she’s gaining weight because they actually have meals at the hospital. We just eat whenever we have time/money/motivation. At least there’s that one plus to the situation. She’s been eating decent pancakes since she got there. I’m half tempted to go crazy again just so I can chow down on Hannah Pavilion food.
Bah.
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[11 Jun 2004|10:14pm] |
I'm a sneaky little rascal.
I stuffed my portable DVD player in my gigantic, old lady purse along with season two of Angel. It's amazing how the staff at Hannah is so... Not there. I don't know if Bettina appreciated me bringing Angel since she only just started watching the DVD's with me.
But...
Hell...
It beats playing chess or pool in the game room.
I think that she's doing better. She was asking questions so... Hooray for a big bundle of interest in life!
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[04 Jun 2004|09:41pm] |
I was driving to the Olive Garden with Bettina today and we saw some fun little things.
• There was a man pacing the street corner with an enormous sign around his neck that had several different messages related to the problems with global warming.
• The world’s most overweight girls banded together to sell fresh vegetables right by Pat Catan’s.
• A guy, mid-teens maybe, hung out the window of a moving car, waving to us and then later flipped us off.
Amazing adventure, huh? It could make a smash hit video game.
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I hallucinated for the first time in awhile tonight.
It was creepy. I saw, smelled, and felt dirty little ants crawling over my skin. Hearing things isn’t so bad. Seeing things is the same. When you combine more than one sense for hallucinations, though, it’s crazy.
So, here I am with my nerves all frazzled.
I wish to do violence.
ANYWAY...
Mark is coming over to watch Buffy with me tomorrow. I bought the season 6 DVD set. It’s got karaoke and everything. It’s the best.
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[01 Jun 2004|06:09pm] |
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I made real strawberry shortcake. Pureed a bunch of berries, cut the rest into chunks, mixed it all together and poured it over angel food cake. Then comes the whipped cream. Then comes the eating.
Bettina and I ate about half of the giant cake together but there’s still some left if you want to fly all the way to Ohio. It’s worth it.
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[30 May 2004|05:02pm] |
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Holy crocodile purse, Batman!
There is some hot shit in Vogue this month. That includes Kate Hudson.
If I dressed in thousand-dollar clothing and looked like Kate Hudson I’ll bet you that I would never have any trouble getting laid. I could even lie and say “Why, yes! I am Kate Hudson!”
Now, wouldn’t that be a real fucking HOOT?!
I’m going to write more later. Gotta go grocery shopping now.
I’m making potato salad. Mmm...
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[29 May 2004|08:24pm] |
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I went to a little family gathering today. My uncle Mick and his new girlfriend were hosting it. Man, can that woman ever cook. And man, can Mick ever GRILL. I was in food-heaven.
Salmon, salad, brownies, berries, cheesecake, potato salad...
MAN.
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[28 May 2004|09:24pm] |
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Are You a Wesley and Fred Romantic? Test by Lara
So here’s a little tidbit of information for you.
My shrink says that my impulses to hurt myself probably stem from anxiety. Which makes sense, to me.
He says that self-injury is common in individuals with anxiety disorders.
Yay.
So, I’m going for outpatient care at Laurelwood hospital. I haven’t been penciled in yet or anything but... Eh...
This will be different from the outpatient care I currently get at University Hospital. It’s something called DBT. I forget what the D stands for but BT is behavioral therapy. It’ll involve having a therapist on call at all times like an AA sponsor or something.
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Stay cool.
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[23 May 2004|10:55pm] |
There’s nothing like spending a weekend in the hospital.
Lots of my paternal relatives were in town during that time so you can imagine the visiting hours chaos.
My aunt Alice, who I haven’t seen since 1st -2nd ish grade, came with this plastic vase filled with carnations. Boy, the staff at the hospital sure is stupid... Seriously, make a mental list of the damage you can do to yourself with smashed, hard plastic. Stupid.
Back to Alice...
Alice: Pele! Look at you, you doll! I haven’t seen you in ages!
Pele: Wow tha–
Alice: Who’s your favorite aunt?? *huge smile*
Pele: *anxious giggles* Um, well–
Alice: You look like me!!!
Pele: ... Yep.
Etc. Etc. Etc.
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[20 May 2004|09:30pm] |
So, being bored out of my mind, I decided to scan through Fanfiction.net and other fanfiction websites. I guess I wasn’t expecting anything too weird so that made what I found even more strange.
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PEOPLE ACTUALLY WRITE PRINCE HECTOR/ODYSSEUS SMUT?!
Where the fuck did they get that warped idea from?! Did I miss out on the sexual tension during the movie? What the hell?? I love a good, gay, Greek romp just as much as the next girl but where the fuck did that COME from?
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[19 May 2004|11:12pm] |
He's mine. Back off.
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