nirbhao

purple highlights would be awesome

I got my 85-year-old grandmother drunk for Thanksgiving '04. I say go ahead & show up with the dye. We grandkids are duty-bound to spoil our grandparents.

Ya gotta love the power of Foo.

Well, good luck with all that. Just remind him that Pete and & I are always here for him.

That is alot to handle. Bleh. I am sorry you have to go through this. I have been there. I think that you should very much do exactally what you say & set up boundries of your own, like you are. I think addiction ruins a relationship & I have had many relationships with users. I now have a rule that I won't date anyone who uses at all. It is just too hard.

And, what did you miss? My last post was the only thing I posted about the neighbors, if that is what you meant. It is just that the boyfriend is always saying that illnesses are just excuses for not dealing with life & that I am fine. I have dealt with assholes like that before with being sick. Have you? I was hoping I wasn't the only one to come across such ignorant shitheads.

I am Buddhist too! Yay!!! It really is a peaceful way for me.

I very VERY often have to remind myself that my journal (aka "blog" -- what an icky word) is really for me and no one else, despite the fact that it often invites comments from my dear Readers and friends. I've kept private, handwritten journals since I was 8 but the online blogging has been both liberating and, well, scary. At what point does anonymity really begin and end when you start meeting your cyber readers and developing live, "in person" relationships with them. Are they good enough friends at that point that you can share with them as openly in person as you could on line? I dunno......just more shit to ponder, I guess.

(BTW, I also recommend going to the health food store and getting acidopholus capsules to supplement the yogurt. It really does speed up the recuperative process.)

i find the concept of writing a public, online journal (i agree with the above statement..."blog" is an icky word...) somewhat contradictory. i mean, a journal it technically an acount of your daily life...a summary of the day's events and your corresponding feelings, if you will. however, the public aspect of an online blog can completely change the intrinsic nature of a journal. i mean, how many people will actively censor what they write in their journal as an active measure to ensure that certain people don't see certain things? or on the contrary, how many people out there will fantasise events and overexaggerate various details with a view to trying to impress the ubiquitous intended/expected audience? very few people can write 100% candidly in an online journal (your good self being about the closest I've ever seen to achieving that level of litarary intimacy), which kind of suggests that a "blog" and a journal are two completely different things.

this was intended to come across as being far more meaningful than it actually is. sorry...

Boy, aren't YOU just the amoxicillin over-achiever! Time to ask your doc for the diflucan so you can get your naughty piercing on schedule!

no fair getting a new car anyways yay for new holes

Your right I dont know what I meant to say - I think it was just a general thing - sorry to sound so off and random with the comment. congrats on the car and job and everything.

sorry now I feel lame

In spite of how this message was sent, I still feel the love.

you'll pull through, you're stronger than you think

Yeah, I mean, like, I am sitting here typing this & feeling on edge like any minute I am either going to get sick or something else bad is going to happen. This is how I am all the time since I first got sick. I am constantely in fear like that & I need to be ok with things being ok too. How to do it though, I just don't know.

I am happy that your heart is healthy. Doctor's offices can be scary. Good thing you had your knitting.

I just really want to look in someone's ears with that ear thingy, but I am usually alone at doc appts. One time I was with my son & he was too scared to get caught playin' with the stuff... I mean, what are they really going to do anyway if we did get caught? LOL!

And YAY for your heart!!!

Its just wierd that I like girl clothes more than I like boy clothes

damn fine piece of art, there

whatchutalkinboutbabes???

i'm sorry to hear that things are so shitty for you at the moment hugs *hugs* i just wish there was something i could do to make you feel better. it sucks not being able to just pop round and give you a hug or do something lame to make you smile...*sighs* as i've said to you so many times before...all i can really do is tell you that i'm here for you if you ever need to talk or vent or whatever. i know it's not much, but it's all i have to offer right now and i swear that i'll stand by you no matter what.

the situation with your parents and your boyfriend sounds pretty fucked up =/ i have to say though, i totally respect your boyfriend for getting dry and everything, but i guess even more so for having the balls to make the first move towards patching things up with your parents. i think a letter was the right way to go, especially considerng that your parents appear to be acting with a degree of hostility towards his physical presence. i always find that letters provide a more productive means of expressing feelings and sentiments, and also for taking them in, especially in a situation where the parties involved are unable to face one another for whatever reason. having said that though, it's never a failsafe plan, and it's unfortunate that the situation with your parents and your boyfriend seems to be an example of that.

i know that you must hate being caught up in the middle of this, so it's obviously important for you that the whole thing gets sorted out, but quite honestly, i think it'd be in everybody's best interests if they could at least be civil to one another, even if they can't come to like each other, y'know? as you said, there isn't much you can do about your living situation right now, and your parents needs to understand the restraints that the predicament puts upon you. i mean, at the end of the day, you're still their little girl and all they're trying to do is protect you, but what they need to realise, is that part of protecting you involves ensuring that you're as happy as you can be, and if that means having to accept a boyfriend that they don't particularly like, then that's a sacrifice that they should be willing to make. at the end of the day, you might be in their care for the time being, but you're still an adult and you're old enough to make your own choices and live with the consequences. you're not going to be living with your parents forever, and unless they're willing to give you some leaway with regards to your boyfriend, they're gonna find themselves losing your love and respect to some degree, and that's not good for anyone. but anyways, i'm just telling you things that you already know, so i'm gonna shut up now...*smiles*

i just hope that things start to improve for you hun, because you really don't deserve this. you've had to deal with an awful lot of shit in your life....the kind of shit that nobody should have to go through, especially not someone with such a beautiful soul such as yours, and if you have to deal with that kinds shit with absolutely no choice in the matter, then people should be making every effort to ensure that the rest of your life is as care-free as it possibly can be. i just hope that your parents realise that soon.

just one last thing before i finish up....i want you to know how amazing you are to me hun. i know i've said it before, but i think that it's something that you deserve to be told at every opportunity. you really are one of the most beautiful people i've ever been lucky enough to know in every sense of the world, and i know without a doubt that my world is a better place for having you in it. despite what you say about IQ levels and whatever, you're stil one of the smartest, wisest, most thoughtful people i've ever come across, so don't ever let some stupid numbers take anything away from you. you're wonderful, you're beautiful and you're special...don't ever let anybody tell you any different...*hugs*

and don't be concerning yourself with me hun. i'm alright. i've just had a bit of a rough time lately with siezures and stuff (repeated chronic partial complex, by the way) and they thought it best for my safety if i was to stay under observation for a while, that's all. i'm doing alright now, so you really don't have to worry about me =) do keep in touch though and write me back soon...i've missed hearing from you

i could use a massage too after all the crocheting i've been doing

Godiva, in my humbly overstated opinion, is cowflop compared to the delicacy that is Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory.

(How this godforsaken state of more than nine million people has only FOUR locations while the 12,000-person county I grew up in has two is beyond me. *mutters darkly*)