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Monday, August 21, 2006 8-20-06

finally cleaned the cat litter box. not as well as i’d like to. chuckie was waiting to use it. i’m usually very good about keeping it clean. i don’t know why i’d been putting it off.
i’ve got news. are you ready? i vacuumed. i don’t know what came over me. it was scary really. and then i remembered that i used to like to vacuum. i used to like to iron too, especially in the winter. but it was h’s clothes that i ironed. mine don’t need ironing. i used to wear clothes that needed ironing. but not anymore. now i don’t even have an ironing board. got an iron though.
this day seems to be going so slow. no internet. i want to be reading blogs. i’m so bored. yeah, i could do some more housecleaning. some dusting perhaps. hmmm. nope. it freaks the cats out if i clean too much.
i just found a dead bat in the bedroom. ella must have done away with it. she’s the hunter. don’t like the idea of bats in the bedroom but at least ella gets them. first one i’ve found. are there others?
ugh!
i finally set up my speakers for the iPod. i’ve had them for over a year. i’m listening to the dixie chicks (blush.)

~monday~

i’m waiting for the library to open.
i resheduled my appt. with the pdoc. for next month when i can get gasoline. but i’ll have to call her about the note for the pissheads.
the barbarian will just have to pick me up wednesday. we’re going to the food pantry. so it will be out of her way to come get me. oh well, i assume she gets paid for mileage.

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Friday, August 18, 2006 8-18-06

the squid just called. she’s away for the next two weeks. did i already say that?
the barbarian is due here any minute.
i’m still not feeling positive towards my sister. not just that she didn’t tell me she was married but something else she said that wasn’t very nice. she hasn’t been very kind to me in a couple of months. she’s been different ever since she got a new therapist. not good different. at least i don't think so.
the barbarian came today and we took out all the trash and recycling. the apt. looks so much better without boxes of catalogues and junk mail. now you can see the full extent of the cat hair. whoopie!! that's easy enough to clean off with my super-duper red devil hand vac. i told regular nurse that by the time she came again (monday), the living room would be vacuumed. i think i can handle that. this whole need to clean is freaking me out. someone help!

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8-17-06

it’s been over a week since i’ve had to turn on the air conditioner. little bits of rain, but that’s it. it’s been a beautiful low 80s and sunny.
sean is due here any minute. we’re going to the same cafe we went to last week. the coffee was good there and we’re not likely to run into any of her former co-workers there. i feel like i’m having an affair. thursday afternoons, obscure locations.
saw talksalot today. she came to tell me that a couple of people object to my not attending the condo meetings. apparently there was one last night. they said, either she comes or provides a doctor’s note. i could get one saying that attending the meetings (i don’t know how to spell...) exacerbates my condition. don’t have to say what condition that is. their reasoning for making sure i go is so that i get to hear the opinions on the issues instead of voting blind. the truth is probably that if they have to sit through the meetings, i should have to suffer as well. can’t blame them for that. but both sean and the barbarian said they can't make me attend. poor fuckers. i haven't decided what i'm going to do yet.

just got back from meeting with sean. we had a good time. i asked her about her new position. she said it was much less stress, though it was hard leaving her clients. i’m glad she didn’t leave me behind. it’s so good to see her. again two hours went by before we knew it. the coffee was pretty good. they put a little too much ice in. long on ice, short on coffee.
tomorrow, the barbarian comes to help with the trash and hopefully the piles of recycling. after that we’ll probably go to the grocery store. it’s peanut butter and jelly tonight.

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Tuesday, August 15, 2006 7-13-06

teressa just called. it was a nice surprise. unfortunately, i was tired and didn’t have much to say.
i took three seroquels and i’m a little out of it. i thought they’d help me take a nap. just feel a little punchy. i’m tired but i can’t sleep.
friday was my brother’s birthday. i didn’t call him. i just didn’t want to talk to him. i know that’s awful but i can’t help it. i used the excuse that he didn’t call on my birthday. pretty lame. he knows my number, just not where i live. and i like it that way. i don’t ever want them to come to my house. they’ll give the place cooties. i truly believe that. that’s a felony, isn’t it?

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Monday, August 14, 2006 7-14-06

waiting for the squid to call then i’m headed to the library. i think i am at least. it’s hard to go out. i’m glad i have the library though it’s so hard to get myself out there.
the squid is late calling today. i’ll wait another half hour.
the library shouldn’t be crowded on a monday morning. the trick will be finding a parking place. they don’t have a parking lot, the only place to park is on the street and they’re doing some work on the library, so the trucks pretty much take up all the street parking.

now at the library. there's almost no one here. a couple of people on the library computers. mostly i can just hear the sound of the air conditioner in the window.
it's going to take a few trips here before i can catch up on everyones' blogs. i'm off to read about Babs world.

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stuff and things

friday

i met the barbairian friday morning for coffee. she knew that the library in town here had internet internet access. mine got shut off. so you won’t be hearing from me as much now. i’m not even asking how much i need to pay to get it turned back on. i know i can’t afford it this month. i used the internet a lot more than i thought. i miss the IM.
my sister is being weird. not just about her getting married without telling me. but she always has something negative to say to me. about me. i’ve decided that i’m not going to see her or talk to her for a while. i feel shitty enough with out someone adding to that . this last thing was about my going over to her house with my hair looking dirty. i got this neutrogena shampoo that gives you seinfeld hair. she told me to take a shower before i came over. she goes nuts if i have a spot on my shirt.
the pdoc has me on a beverage with elecolytes. she believes my falling and all is due to an electrolite imbalance. it’s not very tasty. i bought some at BJs wednesday. marsha actually called while i was there to make sure that i had bought it or was buying it. i got to tell her that it was in the shopping cart. i hate sweet drinks, except for coffee coolatatttas. and hot chocolate. or milkshakes, of course. wednesday i got some lemon juice. i like lemon juice with water. no sugar. my own version of lemonade.
wendnesday, h was escorting me home. those back roads can be confusing so he led with his truck until we got to the main route. he suddenly screeched to a halt. i almost slammed into the back of his truck. a little family of racoons was crossing the street. i forget what he said he saw on the way home. a deer, but there were a couple of other animals.
obviously his father lives out in the country. it was fun to go to his father’s. h did most of the cooking. he’s a very good potato masher. i had told him to buy red potatoes, so that he wouldn’t have to peel. he remembered the red potatoes
but forgot the part about not peeling them. he proudly showed me how well he peeled the potatoes i should have just shut up and praised him on his peeling skills, but i opened my mouth and told him the reason i asked for red potatoes was because they didn’t need to be peeled. so when i praised him on the mashed potatoes, all he could think of was that he peeled them when he shouldn’t have. i kept telling him it was all right. that he hadn’t ruined them or anything.
the chicken was excellent, we put it in my secret marinade and cooked it on the grill. and i steamed some green beans.
i could have/should have cooked more chicken. h ate his in like five minutes. then he started filling up on mashed potatoes. of which there were plenty. he cut up enough for .....for a lot of people. S, h’s father’s girlfriend, made garlic bread. i love garlic bread. she makes an excellent garlic bread. better than any of the resaurants around here.
we were sitting around the dining room table dunking strawberries into chocolate. h’s father went to bed. S asked h and i how long we’ve known each other. uh oh. i had no idea. i mouthed to her that i didn’t know. h saw me. i think it hurt his feelings that i didn’t know. he just shook his head. but i remembered our first date and talked about it. i think that made him feel a little better. he brightened up a bit. i think we’ve known each for about 11 years. he made reference to 11 and a half in an email or something recently. but i didn’t want to say it and have it be wrong.
oh, how the hell could i forget? sean called on thursday. we’re meeting next thursday. betcha all didn’t think that would happen. it was so good to hear her voice. and it’ll be good to see her. it’s....i can’t keep track of how long it’s been.

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seeing sean

just came back from meeting with sean. after a huge hug we headed for coffee. before we knew it two and a half hours had gone by. i’m going to see her again next week. i’m already looking forward to it. i’ve missed her so much.

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wtf?

~tuesday~

i just found out through email that my sister has been married since june. wtf? he wanted a service with just them and her two boys. fine. is she supposed to keep it a secret too? it’s ridiculous. not to tell your own sister. of course, she hasn’t been very kind to me of late.
she’s been totally weird these last few months. since before the ‘wedding.’ she doesn’t even tell her sister that she’s getting married. that’s just odd. she’d be incredibly hurt if i did that to her. it’s just odd. i’m not hurt, just kind of pissed off.
i’m happy to report that i have not peed my pants in several days. she took away one of the nighttime meds. and (cross my fingers) that seems to have done the trick. i’m pee-free.

~wednesday~

i got my food stamps card in the mail. can’t use it yet because they haven’t sent me the PIN yet.the barbarian said they always send them out separately.
the squid said that she kind of liked her nickname. she asked if it was “squid” or “the squid.” i told her it was “the squid” she seemed to be satisfied with that.
i get to see sean tomorrow afternoon. ya hew! gosh it will be good to see her. it’s been weeks and weeks. the squid asked if i minded if they talked to each other on a regular basis. i said, no, i didn’t mind. the squid said that she had a nice conversation with sean, said she liked her. that she thought sean cared a lot about me. i guess she might be right if sean is not getting paid to see me, but is making time for me anyway. that’s how cool sean is. it may have taken her a while, but she came through. yay!
the barbarian wants me to ditch the cable modem and get a land line and some cheap internet access. not going to happen. i’ve been spoiled with the modem for too many years to go back to dial up. dirty word “dial-up.” and i don’t want another damned phone. one is more than enough. i hate talking on the phone. i hate talking period. i prefer to type. it’s a lot easier. and listening has always been easier for me than talking.
even when i was a kid other people would come to me when they had a problem, just to talk it out. even adults. and i’d wonder why this adult was talking to me about a certain thing. why weren’t they talking to another adult?
i just put in some poppers. yeah, poppers!

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Tuesday, August 08, 2006 cat krap

heya Babs!

i went to take your link off my page and all i could see in the template was Cat Krap. none of the names. am i being dense? is this some bored alien playing with my page? i am going to head home (i'm at the library now) but i'll come back tomorrow.

take care,
Lisa

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sunday

slept a little late this morning. the benefit of no nurses on the weekends.
i keep getting this fucking spam on my cell phone. very frustrating. should be against the law. all spam and telemarketing should be against the law. hey, if i want your services, i’ll find you. honest.
someone’s wireless is showing up on my computer. they have it lock though. i never put a password on my wireless. i figured the more people who used it the better. especially people who couldn’t afford it. this person apparently doesn’t feel that way. fucktards.
the electrolite drink isn’t so bad. the kiwi-strawberry especially. i forgot to ask how often i’m supposted to drink it.
i just sent h a t text message asking if he’d fallen asleep lately. hehehehe. i’m never going to let him forget that. i’ve had guys fallen asleep during a massage but not during a deep kiss before. nope. nope not going to let him forget this.and neither will she, would i imagine. he’s going to be downright sorry that he told me.
oh, i saw a humming bird (a small one) at h’s father’s wednesday. it was coming pretty close to us. he likes some kind of weed.. i don’t think i’ve ever seen a humming bird before. i probably said that the last time i saw a humming bird..

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saturday

the power was out for a while. it was getting pretty uncomfortable in here. now it’s come back on. i love my air conditioner. i feel like hugging it. i don’t know what the temperature is out there because i don’t have a thermometer and i can’t check it on the web. but it’s nice and cool in here now.
i just blew my budget and ordered a pizza. i asked for tomato, picturing nice sliced fresh tomatoes. they used canned tomato. ugh.

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friday

i met the barbairian friday morning for coffee. she knew that the library in town here had internet internet access. mine got shut off. so you won’t be hearing from me as much now. i’m not even asking how much i need to pay to get it turned back on. i know i can’t afford it this month. i used the internet a lot more than i thought. i miss the IM.
my sister is being weird. not just about her getting married without telling me. but she always has something negative to say to me. about me. i’ve decided that i’m not going to see her or talk to her for a while. i feel shitty enough with out someone adding to that . this last thing was about my going over to her house with my hair looking dirty. i got this neutrogena shampoo that gives you seinfeld hair. she told me to take a shower before i came over. she goes nuts if i have a spot on my shirt.
the pdoc has me on a beverage with elecolytes. she believes my falling and all is due to an electrolite imbalance. it’s not very tasty. i bought some at BJs wednesday. marsha actually called while i was there to make sure that i had bought it or was buying it. i got to tell her that it was in the shopping cart. i hate sweet drinks, except for coffee coolatatttas. and hot chocolate. or milkshakes, of course. wednesday i got some lemon juice. i like lemon juice with water. no sugar. my own version of lemonade.
wendnesday, h was escorting me home. those back roads can be confusing so he led with his truck until we got to the main route. he suddenly screeched to a halt. i almost slammed into the back of his truck. a little family of racoons was crossing the street. i forget what he said he saw on the way home. a deer, but there were a couple of other animals.
obviously his father lives out in the country. it was fun to go to his father’s. h did most of the cooking. he’s a very good potato masher. i had told him to buy red potatoes, so that he wouldn’t have to peel. he remembered the red potatoes
but forgot the part about not peeling them. he proudly showed me how well he peeled the potatoes i should have just shut up and praised him on his peeling skills, but i opened my mouth and told him the reason i asked for red potatoes was because they didn’t need to be peeled. so when i praised him on the mashed potatoes, all he could think of was that he peeled them when he shouldn’t have. i kept telling him it was all right. that he hadn’t ruined them or anything.
the chicken was excellent, we put it in my secret marinade and cooked it on the grill. and i steamed some green beans.
i could have/should have cooked more chicken. h ate his in like five minutes. then he started filling up on mashed potatoes. of which there were plenty. he cut up enough for .....for a lot of people. S, h’s father’s girlfriend, made garlic bread. i love garlic bread. she makes an excellent garlic bread. better than any of the resaurants around here.
we were sitting around the dining room table dunking strawberries into chocolate. h’s father went to bed. S asked h and i how long we’ve known each other. uh oh. i had no idea. i mouthed to her that i didn’t know. h saw me. i think it hurt his feelings that i didn’t know. he just shook his head. but i remembered our first date and talked about it. i think that made him feel a little better. he brightened up a bit. i think we’ve known each for about 11 years. he made reference to 11 and a half in an email or something recently. but i didn’t want to say it and have it be wrong.
oh, how the hell could i forget? sean called on thursday. we’re meeting next thursday. betcha all didn’t think that would happen. it was so good to hear her voice. and it’ll be good to see her. it’s....i can’t keep track of how long it’s been.

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