Let the games begin...
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blustockingTime to process. I've been running on sheer drive of doing what needs to be done for awhile now. Downtime.
I wish I'd had this song in the car on the way home. Excellent driving music. And I did a lot of driving today. I didn't mind, so NO ONE APOLOGIZE. :} For those of you who didn't get a program on the way in, I just got back from visiting Loco again. I dropped Shiraa off at the airport and made it back down to where she is in time for 1 hour of Loco-love. I sneaked(word?) her in some junk food too! I'm a fucking REBEL! R-E-B-E-L dammit. I was going to sneak in some Taco Smell, but I didn't have any cash, so I went to a Chevron and bought some Ding-Dongs and Sour Cream & Onion Chips. When I got to Space Camp I opened them a little to let the air out and shoved one in each pants pocket, zipped up my hoodie, and walked nonchalantly to the entrance. It made my hips look pretty damn big, but hey, Loco must be saved from that horrible food. It was funny trying to give them to her too. She went and put on her spider hoodie with the big pockets so that we could "make the exchange". We were going to the the bathroom routine, but I looked over and saw all of these cabinets and drawers in the visiting room (there was one other family in there as well). I said, "Hey, Jen, what's in those?" She said she didn't know so we decided to go look. I opened one of the big cabinets and quickly PULLED THE DING-DONGS OUT OF MY PANTS (emphasized for your pleasure) and put them in the cabinet. Loco then opened the cabinet to look in and THE DEAL WAS DONE, almost. I figured what the hell, pulled the chips quickly out of my other pocket and put them in a drawer. Then I said, "Will ya look at that. I think you should take those." I AM A FUCKING NINJA! If the FBI is monitoring this, I expect major benefits and no less that 10 MILLION DOLLARS A YEAR. Yes, so, anyway...She is doing better (I feel like an ass talking about her in my journal to you all, but I do it only because I know you all care and want to know how she is). Yesterday when Shiraa and I went down, she was still quite emotional, which is completely understandable. Today she seemed a little more anxious, ready to get out, ready to leave that place. Novelty wearing off? I don't know, but she was a cute little surly Locopuff. :) All of this is teaching me to be more huggy. I'm not a huggy person. I wish I were, but I'm not. My friends used to razz me about how much my hugs sucked. :(
I don't know, I'm a pretty self-contained person. I'd like people to not feel like they're hugging a wet noodle or a hard piece of bread when they hug me...I'm working on it. Loco and Shiraa are good huggers. THEY CAN TEACH ME THE WAYS! I've found myself telling people, or wanting to tell people, that I love them more too. So...I love you.
I've said it to Loco a lot and I mean it. I'm trying to break the whole hangup I have about those words...you know, only reserved for deep romantic or familial attachment. But, actually, Loco feels like family to me...as do a few of you...so I'll say it again.
I LOOOOOOVE YOOOOOOOOOU!
So, here's some random stuff I can post and not worry about it spoiling a surprise as she'll read this after she gets home. Shiraa and I went to the Irvine Rectum and bought some stuff for the Loco. I am quite low on the cizzash, but I gots priorities man, so I chipped in on a White Rabbit Alice figurine (as she's been wanting it for awhile now). I think by the time we bought her some groceries though, Shiraa had paid for too much. :( This makes me said. I wish I were rich. I love buying things for people (and myself of course) but I would be so happy to be able to make my friends and family well-off. Houses and new cars for everyone! XD Anyway, we bought her that. I bought her some sourdough...because bread is love. ;) (and if bread is love, then sourdough must be that ALL-NIGHT kinda love...awwww ye-uh) So yes, we were going to get her some cheap plates for her to break, but we ran out of time and cheap plates isn't exactly a store in the Irvine Spectrum. When we got back to Loco's FUCKING AWESOME pad, after stopping at Ralph's for some stomach provisions, we decorated Loco's apartment with loving and/or witty post-its. She'll probably be finding them for weeks. Heee. XD
I also made Shiraa watch Office Space and I'm going to tape it off, and Ghost World, for the Loco. Not to mention a few CD's I would like to make her. I am also now in possession of her alcoholic refreshments.
So, she should be getting out on Monday at the earliest. Her sister is staying until she gets out, which is good. The next possible day I can go down is Wednesday, so we'll see how that goes. I think I suck at taking care of people, but I'm trying. I hope she knows that I would gladly help her in any way I can and that she's NOT an inconvenience.
My heart would break into a million pieces if she left us. The mere thought of that happening makes my eyes tear up. I'd also like to let all of you who posted your feelings/well-wishes/support that you rock the hizzouse on the tizzouse.
In what little other news there is, I did not win the lottery. (193 million right now) but I hope Shiraa did. I also hope that the pool we had at work picked some magic numbers. Once again, you would all be kept women.
I heard a really good remix of Dave Matthews Band's "When the World Ends" by Paul Oakenfold. (I think that's the title anyway...not too up on my DMB if you know what I mean.) They played it on KROQ yesterday when I was on my way down to pick up Shiraa to go see Loco. Hmmm...can't seem to find it anywhere though.
That's about it for me right now. I should go read or do something in the way of homework. Fuck, I should do my taxes. I was going to go out tonight, but I thought a bowl of cereal sounded better.
I wish I'd had this song in the car on the way home. Excellent driving music. And I did a lot of driving today. I didn't mind, so NO ONE APOLOGIZE. :} For those of you who didn't get a program on the way in, I just got back from visiting Loco again. I dropped Shiraa off at the airport and made it back down to where she is in time for 1 hour of Loco-love. I sneaked(word?) her in some junk food too! I'm a fucking REBEL! R-E-B-E-L dammit. I was going to sneak in some Taco Smell, but I didn't have any cash, so I went to a Chevron and bought some Ding-Dongs and Sour Cream & Onion Chips. When I got to Space Camp I opened them a little to let the air out and shoved one in each pants pocket, zipped up my hoodie, and walked nonchalantly to the entrance. It made my hips look pretty damn big, but hey, Loco must be saved from that horrible food. It was funny trying to give them to her too. She went and put on her spider hoodie with the big pockets so that we could "make the exchange". We were going to the the bathroom routine, but I looked over and saw all of these cabinets and drawers in the visiting room (there was one other family in there as well). I said, "Hey, Jen, what's in those?" She said she didn't know so we decided to go look. I opened one of the big cabinets and quickly PULLED THE DING-DONGS OUT OF MY PANTS (emphasized for your pleasure) and put them in the cabinet. Loco then opened the cabinet to look in and THE DEAL WAS DONE, almost. I figured what the hell, pulled the chips quickly out of my other pocket and put them in a drawer. Then I said, "Will ya look at that. I think you should take those." I AM A FUCKING NINJA! If the FBI is monitoring this, I expect major benefits and no less that 10 MILLION DOLLARS A YEAR. Yes, so, anyway...She is doing better (I feel like an ass talking about her in my journal to you all, but I do it only because I know you all care and want to know how she is). Yesterday when Shiraa and I went down, she was still quite emotional, which is completely understandable. Today she seemed a little more anxious, ready to get out, ready to leave that place. Novelty wearing off? I don't know, but she was a cute little surly Locopuff. :) All of this is teaching me to be more huggy. I'm not a huggy person. I wish I were, but I'm not. My friends used to razz me about how much my hugs sucked. :(
I don't know, I'm a pretty self-contained person. I'd like people to not feel like they're hugging a wet noodle or a hard piece of bread when they hug me...I'm working on it. Loco and Shiraa are good huggers. THEY CAN TEACH ME THE WAYS! I've found myself telling people, or wanting to tell people, that I love them more too. So...I love you.
I've said it to Loco a lot and I mean it. I'm trying to break the whole hangup I have about those words...you know, only reserved for deep romantic or familial attachment. But, actually, Loco feels like family to me...as do a few of you...so I'll say it again.
I LOOOOOOVE YOOOOOOOOOU!
So, here's some random stuff I can post and not worry about it spoiling a surprise as she'll read this after she gets home. Shiraa and I went to the Irvine Rectum and bought some stuff for the Loco. I am quite low on the cizzash, but I gots priorities man, so I chipped in on a White Rabbit Alice figurine (as she's been wanting it for awhile now). I think by the time we bought her some groceries though, Shiraa had paid for too much. :( This makes me said. I wish I were rich. I love buying things for people (and myself of course) but I would be so happy to be able to make my friends and family well-off. Houses and new cars for everyone! XD Anyway, we bought her that. I bought her some sourdough...because bread is love. ;) (and if bread is love, then sourdough must be that ALL-NIGHT kinda love...awwww ye-uh) So yes, we were going to get her some cheap plates for her to break, but we ran out of time and cheap plates isn't exactly a store in the Irvine Spectrum. When we got back to Loco's FUCKING AWESOME pad, after stopping at Ralph's for some stomach provisions, we decorated Loco's apartment with loving and/or witty post-its. She'll probably be finding them for weeks. Heee. XD
I also made Shiraa watch Office Space and I'm going to tape it off, and Ghost World, for the Loco. Not to mention a few CD's I would like to make her. I am also now in possession of her alcoholic refreshments.
So, she should be getting out on Monday at the earliest. Her sister is staying until she gets out, which is good. The next possible day I can go down is Wednesday, so we'll see how that goes. I think I suck at taking care of people, but I'm trying. I hope she knows that I would gladly help her in any way I can and that she's NOT an inconvenience.
My heart would break into a million pieces if she left us. The mere thought of that happening makes my eyes tear up. I'd also like to let all of you who posted your feelings/well-wishes/support that you rock the hizzouse on the tizzouse.
In what little other news there is, I did not win the lottery. (193 million right now) but I hope Shiraa did. I also hope that the pool we had at work picked some magic numbers. Once again, you would all be kept women.
I heard a really good remix of Dave Matthews Band's "When the World Ends" by Paul Oakenfold. (I think that's the title anyway...not too up on my DMB if you know what I mean.) They played it on KROQ yesterday when I was on my way down to pick up Shiraa to go see Loco. Hmmm...can't seem to find it anywhere though.
That's about it for me right now. I should go read or do something in the way of homework. Fuck, I should do my taxes. I was going to go out tonight, but I thought a bowl of cereal sounded better.
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Date: 2002-02-17 09:08 am (UTC)I'm already annoyed! I had to deal with a tantrum throwing child on the plane for a whole 40 minutes! I was going insane! All teeth-clenchy and evil staring :)
Thanks for being around this week - it's been a hell of a help to have a human to talk to and to know that I can get a lift to the airport! I was getting worried there for a while!
Thanks for all your help - take care.
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Date: 2002-02-17 12:35 pm (UTC)Not a problem. Glad I could help and I wish I could have helped more.
You rock. Get some sleep!