Monday, August 1st, 2005
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Sunday, July 31st, 2005
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11:34 am
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It's my birthday
and oddly more than just arthura and my mom remembered. well 2 more. but that is better than none.
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Friday, July 29th, 2005
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1:17 pm - FUCK YOU Gainesville!
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March of the Penguins isnt playing in gainesville. The closest theatre is in Orange Park. God dammnit, penguins make the world go round. And I can't even go to SeaWorld for my birthday because of moving.
ARG
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9:03 am
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yesterday i sat in a doctors office (meeting my new surgeon) for 2.5 hours to be told there was nothing he could do for me. My mother cried. Being the pessimist I am, I was shrugged it off. I had no expectations coming in. I knew that there wasnt much anyone could do for me. I have an extrememly rare birth defect, and even more rare complications due to it. So I guess we are back at ground zero. It hurts more now than it ever did (4 surgeries later). It does hinder my life, but what the fuck am I suppose to do, get upset about it? woo hoo. I guess we are now on a nationwide search for anyone with experience on pseudoarthrosis of the clavicle.
Enough of that crap.
I got a birthday cake and card today at work :).
Arthur will be here at about 3 am tonight/tomorrow!
back to work.
p.s. this is what a pseudoarthrosis of the clavicle looks like from the outside. (not me, but mine looked the same)
Now it looks like this:
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Wednesday, July 27th, 2005
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9:11 pm
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I just made a post ranting about some shit but deleted it in the case that it was taken too seriously.
But Im still peeved.
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Tuesday, July 26th, 2005
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10:17 pm
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so i've lost all ability to be social. I use to florish in these settings. Instead if Im in a room with 20 or so people i have a panic attack and want to flee within minutes. I ended up knowing very few people tonight. But I spoke to the two I wanted to see. So I suppose it wasnt a lose lose situation. Wes might be able to get me a job in Orlando for a promtion company. But who knows. Never rely on anyone but yourself. Shannon found herself another asian. He has my approval. Everyone asked where my "man" was. Garyn asked if we were engadged yet. I just smiled and said "something like that".
Of course I lead them to believe I was meeting up at Speak later while I snuck out during the main course. Im already in pajamas.
P.S. why does every girl in Gainsville feel the need to dress like a slut. We are in one of the most dignified restaurants in town, and everyone is wearing half a shirt or skirt. have some class.
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4:06 pm - "I should have never had kids"
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I wonder if my father will remember my birthday.
Chances are silm.
Oh well.
Birthday's suck anyway.
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2:02 pm
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It's Garyn's birthday. I was informed that dinner will be at the sovereign. Now since I stopped eating dinner out for personal reasons, I dont have to worry about affording this, Ill get a glass of wine, sit back and chat. I haven't seen any of these kids in many months, and Wes is in town. So this should be an ammusing night. They can party with the best of them. But I'll just stick with the dinner portion of the evening and then retreat home to talk with arthur and catch some glorious sleep.
This will be the first time ive left the house to do anything since arthur left. That sounds pathetic...I guess it is. But you know who doesn't care. This girl.
I just realized I dont know how old Garyn is...one sec, ill check. She turned 24. HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the most loud, intense, nympho, sweet person.
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12:10 am - This weekend was
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Thursday, July 21st, 2005
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7:51 pm
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I did better today :)
I can do this, I know I can.
I broke the cycle and that's most important.
(I can't wait to see my husband...less than 24hrs now)
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Tuesday, July 19th, 2005
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11:15 pm
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1:02 pm - Souvenirs only reminded you of buying them
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must begin packing today.
current status - arctic (sweater, socks, jeans..anyone have a blanket??)
note to self - "drink more water, NOW!"
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Monday, July 18th, 2005
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9:42 pm - I owe this to damien rice, thanks asshole
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I miss my boyfriend emmensly....arg, come home
In other news, I'm swimming in fleas. ick or itch, both applicable.
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Friday, July 15th, 2005
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12:16 pm - the raspberries taste like raspberries
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I just bought 2 tickets to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory for 10:10pm.
This is me totaly stoaked :-O
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10:14 am - farmer's markets, drive ins and butterflies
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I officially love surprises.
Arthur showed up at my door last night when he told me he couldn't be here until tomorrow, and that he was going to the FBC show. You should see the smile on my face....it consumes me. He is currently befriending my bed while I pretend to work. (I'm in charge of the office while my boss is on vacation...extra long lunch breaks everyone!)
I found a purse in the bathroom yesterday. So I left a note on the door explaining to the owner of this accessory that, if she wished to retrieve it, she must see me. And she did. So today, to show her gratitude for my protection of her belongings, she brought me a gift. She just returned from Russia, so she left me with Russian chocolates and one of those little wooden people that have many more (replicas of the first) in side each other. I cannot for the life of me remember the name of this novelty. Anyhow, kind gesture none the less.
Emotional forecast: sunny with 0% chance of rain
Now I shall go back to reading National Geographic/Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs/Allure.
I’m having a short attention span type of day.
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Thursday, July 14th, 2005
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2:28 pm - I beg of you...entertain me
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This has sadly become my life:
That and National Geographics
Excerpt from Geographica: "A study suggests that microscopic dust mites - implicated in some respiratory problems- are less likely to survive in unmade beds; exposure to air dehydrates the creatures. But warmth and moisture trapped in smoothed sheets may help dust mites thrive."
Though this may seem obvious after reading, it is yet another reason not to make my bed.
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9:40 am - "I don't make jokes. I just watch the government and report the facts"
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All I have to say is that moving fucking sucks...and I havent even moved yet, nor started to pack.
Arthur and I have lived in three different locations in a matter of months...4 for him. I really hope we like this new place and stay longer than a year (small chance, since we choose it as a last resort).
P.S. I have given up all attempts to correct my grammer/spelling. I could care less, it's LJ and you know what I'm saying. I type fast and rarely use the backspace, unless its work related. Deal.
Now I shall go back to sqeezing my stress (I have no current stress factors...just a cut little guy (foam fish) who needs lovin) fish my mother threw at me the other day...I love working down the hall from her.
If that ^ made any sense to anyone, than you are one marvelous human being, because I can't even comprehend my sentence structure.
current mood:  complacent
current music: Herbie Hancock
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Wednesday, July 13th, 2005
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7:57 pm - this makes me think of jackson 5
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A- Age of first kiss: 5...we imitated the bigred commerical...it was intense
B- Band you are listening to right now: actually this apartmnet is completely silent...besides AC
C- 1st Crush: same person as first kiss....jeffery walters
D- Dad's name: Kenneth
E- Easiest person to talk to: arthur, mother and actually mandy
F- Favorite ice cream: cookies and cream or just vanilla yougert w/ rainbow jimmies
G- Gummy worms or gummy bears?: bears
H- Birthplace : gainesville, fl
I- Instruments: spoons...by grandpa taught me
J- Junior high: Westwood (WESTSIDE)
K- Kids: not my cup of tea...eww kid tea, not so tastey
L- Longest car ride: id have to say saftey patrol trip to Wasington DC
M- Mom's name: Patrilla
N- Nicknames: roochie, rach, ach, rachie poo, dimples, pumpkin butt, tomato
O- One wish: current wish to be solved instantly : relocation to altamonte so i wont be alone anymore
P- Phobia[s]: deep, dark water, being raped
Q- Quote: from my mother "you are not as crazy as you think you are"
R- Reason to smile: arthur, my mom, diet coke (that was sad, it;s an addiction, what can i say)
S- Song you sang last: you better bet it was kelly clarkson, Since you've been gone
T- Time you woke up today: 6:45...wait i hit snooze..so around 7
U- Unknown fact about me: i was a diver for few years and never not won first place
V- Very best friend: this seems so repeditive...arhtur, mom
W- Worst habit: wet towels on the bed, leaving ketchup out, weight ocd
X- X-rays you've had: lets say over 100 by now
Y- Your least favorite person as of right now: id say jim because he's a major douche who gets away with sexual harassment
Z-Zodiac sign: leo
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12:21 pm - and the delirium continues
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Robotron 123: i like the "whole self" in
Robotron 123: thats really the best part
Dyuranta: very sezure-esk
Robotron 123: yeah
Robotron 123: put your whole self in and siezure all about
Dyuranta: hahah
Dyuranta: its all coming together
Robotron 123: yeah its to make epileptic people less self concious
Dyuranta: we are so gandi and mother teresa
Robotron 123: who? the hokey pokeying public?
Dyuranta: yes, we have contributed to the community by making those of epeletic staure more comfortable....we win the nobel prise
Dyuranta: or what ever it would be
Dyuranta: the HP activist
Robotron 123: we deserve something for sure
Robotron 123: man, i hate not having money
Robotron 123: i really want to go out this week
Dyuranta: that was a rapid change of topic
Dyuranta: but ill accept it
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11:43 am - without the crackle, it's just a couple of douchebags rapping about breakfast confectionaries
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I dont believe we have ever held a "normal" conversation....thank god
Apple2991: it's time to live your life
Dyuranta: yes snap
Apple2991: this is a cereal intervention
Dyuranta: i shall not become soggy
Apple2991: keep your crunch, even in the face of seas of milk
Dyuranta: its been a lactose wave of hell
Apple2991: it is the dairy equivalent of a plague
Apple2991: lesbians?
Dyuranta: lesbiwhat
Apple2991: lesbinnamon toast crunch
Dyuranta: hahahahahahah holy shit snap, you done it now....a breakfast revolution has begun
Apple2991: we talk this shit by storm, one part of this complete breakfast at a time, MOTHAFUCKA
Dyuranta: with a smidge of genderconfused non dairy milk....this breakfest is complete
Apple2991: call me the toasty curmudgeon
Dyuranta: who new there was cereal fetish
Dyuranta: you stuck gold
Dyuranta: and by gold i mean, we are criminally insaine
Dyuranta: and by stuck, i mean struck
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