| Saturday, April 16th, 2005 |
| 6:42 am |
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| Monday, April 4th, 2005 |
| 4:48 am |
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| Monday, August 30th, 2004 |
| 2:05 pm |
Yesterdays protest was very eventful thanks to my new friends from the Revolutionary Communist Youth Brigade. The march was insane, almost getting arrested staging a die-in in front of Fox News! The coffin people did not like the fact that we where marching right behind them. Free apples and water supplied by Bob Avakian, Chairman of the Revolutionary Communist Party came in handy, I must have drank 2 gallons of water. I was so dehydrated that I didn't have to pee until 9 pm. One day of rest and back to the city for the Campus Anti-War Convention at Columbia. Ralph Nader and Michael Moore are speaking. Before that I am going to try to make it to the A31: Call for Nonviolent Direct Action at the Republican National Convention. Doc's digital camera was confiscated by the police last week so I actually have to wait to get the pictures developed. |
| Thursday, August 26th, 2004 |
| 2:06 pm |
permit or no permit...
looks like Doc doesn't want to go to the city Sunday, he doesn't want to get arrested twice in one week. pussy! i will be there with bells on. |
| Saturday, August 21st, 2004 |
| 6:43 pm |
fuck the police.
Doc came out of jail with 2 black eyes, broken blood vessels, bruises and scrapes all over his arms and legs. I know he didn't resist arrest he has been through this shit before he knows to be polite and respectful to get through all the bullshit. He is very lucky his bail was only $100 or he would have been in jail until Monday. I was still drunk when I got the phone call, I was only asleep about 2 hours. I am really surprised the phone woke me. Thank goodness for my Poppy waking up and coming to get me or I would have been locked up. I thought tonight would be a quiet night, but no of course night. I forgot about the album release party for Dearly Departed and the free tattoo I am gonna get. Of course I still don't know what I am going to get but it will be on the inside of my wrist. I used the money for the phone bill for bail, fuck! Current Mood:  thirsty |
| 6:21 am |
Have to bail my husband out of jail. Current Mood:  aggravated |
| Thursday, August 19th, 2004 |
| 8:02 am |
busy busy busy. Current Mood: busy |
| Monday, August 2nd, 2004 |
| 4:25 pm |
I had to say goodbye to my cousin yesterday who is off to Iraq for 7 months. It was so emotional and it didn't help that I had a good buzz on. I practically had to pick my Aunt off the lawn when his car pulled away. I thought we where going to have to take her to the hospital for an anxiety attack. The only thing that is cheering me up is having work all week so I won't be broke. |
| Friday, July 23rd, 2004 |
| 12:03 pm |
Bad day so far, I got paid with a check and not cash so i have to go all the way home get my ID and cash it. My hubby was suppose to go away this weekend for some hardcore fest in NJ, but he dos not want to stand in the rain all weekend (poor baby). I think I will buy him a poncho on the way home so he has no excuse to stay home. So I have to go to the bank, supermarket, post office (call me when you get the package, i will enclose operating instructions ;) liquor store, cable place, hubbies work, pick up my tenants paycheck and more..... Shopping list: Pomegranate Juice Orange Vodka Champagne Advil Poncho Cat food That should do it. My fucking cable better be turned back on today! |
| Wednesday, July 21st, 2004 |
| 4:03 pm |
less is more
waking up @ 5 afuckingclock in the am is not right. i drank 2 coffees and 5 redbulls today. my cable was turned off this morning but for some reason my modem was still kicking, it will probably be off by the time i get home. i hope if i throw some money at them on friday they will turn me back on. bastards! Cha cha cha..charmin. Current Mood: restless |
| Tuesday, July 20th, 2004 |
| 1:00 pm |
I haven't worked since last Tuesday and you would think having $2.00 to your name would motivate you to get out of bed in the morning. wrong. If I can manage to get up at 5:30 am for the next 2 days I can bring home $300, plus get some really good Burmese grub out of it. I really wish someone would by my house already. I am thinking of running away instead of moving to Florida. The only sucky thing about that is I would really miss my cats. |
| Monday, July 19th, 2004 |
| 10:00 pm |
staring into space and laughing at nothing
i am really hoping shane comes over so i have some one to bug out with. i thought one chocolate wouldn't really do much, boy was i wrong. the skin on my arms is so tingly and i am actually enjoying drinking the natural ice someone left in my fridge. i keep getting up to do something and i kept forgetting what. i feel like i have been writing this for an hour. maybe shane wont come over last time he was bugging i kept dry humping him at first it was fun but then he looked like he wanted to strangle me. the smoke coming out of my cigarette is really amusing me i might have to send doc to the store for more i keep chain smoking just to watch the smoke in the air dance. i really feel like i need to say more about something. Current Mood:  bouncy |
| Wednesday, March 12th, 2003 |
| 2:29 pm |
I will try and write in this thing more. I have one cigg left and five hours of work to go. Feel for me people. |
| Friday, February 14th, 2003 |
| 5:53 pm |
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| Saturday, February 8th, 2003 |
| 3:46 pm |
Needles and Pins
OK, I am going to try this again. Valentines Day is coming up, it will be three years since my mom died. This sucks, it still seems like yesterday. But I still haven't forgiven her. I hate her for the way she died and I hate her for the way she lived. Killing your self slowly over a period of time is still killing yourself, right? Well as much as I hated her I loved her. That is all I will say about it being as sober as I am at the moment. Now excuse me while I go get fucked up enough to forget all the memories I just dredged up. |
| 2:36 pm |
First Entry
Okay well I just wrote a whole stupid fucking entry just to get an error message and when I hit the backspace it was gone! Fuck this. I havent kept a journal since Junior High and now when I go to try to express some of my feelings they just get erased anyways.... WTF?? Maybe I will get good and fucked up and try to recreate the stupid fucking entry.... |
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