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Friday, February 22, 2008
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Resting In Peace
Current mood:  relieved
Category: Life
So its been about a week since Kim died and things have finally begun to settle down. Brad's mom isn't spontaneously crying as much or deluding herself about the good deeds of "Saint Kim the Divine" any longer.Also, best of all, there are practically no dirty dishes scattered around various locations in the house waiting to be washed when I get home or half empty food containers lying across the kitchen counter, spoiling. I know the circumstance that brought us to this point really sucks, but its fucking nice right now. While I was sad that Kim died, I'm not unhappy that her dirty ass doesn't live here anymore. Although, I have to admit, all the silence does get a little creepy at times. I've grown accustomed to waking up every morning and walking into a cloud of cigarette smoke while Kim yells at her mom about some dumb shit that happened to her 20 years ago that she's still holding against someone. I swear to God I heard Kim's moan the other day when I was in bed. It was probably just a hinge or a chair moving across the kitchen floor, but it still sent goosebumps up my back.
I came into the living room today and saw a box from "Les Chemins Company" with the name "Kim" written on it with a sharpie. I don't know what I was expecting but I don't think I thought she'd be delivered by UPS in a box stuffed with newspaper. Thank God I wasn't here when it came in. I probably would have thought it was my copy of "Rent" from Amazon.
I wonder what Kim would think about her being cremated. We kind of didn't mention it to her when she was still alive. I don't know if she was totally against it but I do know that even after they told her she was terminal she still refused to fork over some cash to help pay the bills because she was saving up for her burial. Again, we didn't say anything but we decided that there was NO WAY everyone was gonna go into debt to buy a casket, funeral, and burial plot for a woman that they didn't even really know that well, much less like. Its not like shes gonna really care anyways. Personally, I think cremation is the perfect choice for Kim. She was always kind of a gypsy and never really stayed anywhere long. *resisting the urge to make 'smoking' joke* I just hope the cat doesn't knock her over on the carpet.
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Wicked (2003 Original Broadway Cast)
By
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Release date: 16 December, 2003
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Friday, February 15, 2008
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On Death and Birth
Current mood:  sad
Category: Life
So in about 3 hours I'll be 26. This has been the WORST BIRTHDAY EVER!!! To cut to the chase of why, here is what happened. Brad's sister, Kim, died yesterday afternoon. I cannot possibly describe in words how unbelievably terrible yesterday was. It was the longest day of my life and I never want to go through something like that ever again for as long as I live. Nothing can prepare a person for something like that. It was horrendous.
Just 2 or 3 weeks ago- the day after my last blog post to be exact-Kim went to the hospital and found out that they were ending her treatment. It seemed like from that moment on everything just snowballed so fast. She got so sick and was constantly in pain. They had her on 2 fentanyl patches, darvaset (spelling?) oxycontin, morphine, you name it and she was still in pain. Then tuesday of this week we woke up at 5am and she was moaning and crying in pain. Brad's mom and her friend gave her everything they could and even put her in a bath to see if it might help but she was still moaning when Brad and I left for work. I feel bad when I think about that now, but we really didn't realize how bad it got. By the time we got back home, Hospice had already moved in a hospital bed and had put Kim on continuous 24 hour care. The nurse told us that Kim had about 5 days. She lasted about 3 days during which she couldn't eat or drink or even talk. She wasted away. She was skinny before but it was still like night and day in just a matter of hours. She looked like a holocaust victim.
Thursday, Brad and I called in because we knew it was probably going to happen either that day or friday and we wanted to be close for his mom. Around 2, everything seemed normal so we went up to school to discuss one of my classes that I've been having issues with. We got back about an hour later and Brad's mom was talking with a bunch of old ladies in the kitchen while Donna, Brad's sister, was in the spare room with Kim and the nurse. I went out to the mail box for a minute and when I came back I could hear Brad's mom crying really loud. I didn't really think anything of it because she'd been doing that for the last few days and I figured her friends were taking care of it or having a prayer circle or something. So I walked into my room and told Brad that Kim had a package from somebody and he looked at me and said, "I think she just died". I walked over to the bedroom door and it was terrifying. Everyone was standing around while Brad's mom had her face in the bed and while she screamed and called out for Kim who was very obviously gone. Her head was turned toward the door with the eyes half open and the mouth agape. She looked like a horror movie prop, it was so surreal.
Eventually we chased away the old women and started calling all the family to let them know. Then people kept calling and trying to come visit and I had to break the news and tell em' to get lost. I know people want to be caring, but seriously, at least let us get the body out of the house first. Afterall, Kim was in terrible shape and I doubt she would've wanted people to see her in that condition. I mean, I know we used to fight and battle with one another and said bad things to hurt one another's feelings; but I wouldn't wish what happened to her on a dog. She was just robbed of any kind of dignity.
Things got better though and everything calmed down. However, Brad's mom kept hanging out in the room with the body and that was kinda creepy. I understand why of course, but once it started changing colors and smelling I had to step away. Eventually, the funeral home came and after a quick prayer from the chaplain Brad and I took his mom back to her room so she wouldn't have to witness Kim being taken away. We got about half way into the room before she bent over and started sobbing and calling out to God to not take anymore of her children. Brad and I weren't much better by that point and we all just kinda sat around in one big circle and sobbed until Donna poked her head in to let us know everything was okay. At that point, Brad and decided we needed a break and told Deanna to stay with her mom while we went to Chili's and Donna's house to eat and relax. I know, it sounds gross to eat right after looking at a dead body for 3 hours, but we were exhausted and needed something to keep us going.
I told Brad when we were about to head back that I would like to spend the night with my parents if that was okay.I just couldn't take anymore. He said it was fine and he took me back to their place and dropped me off. I hugged my dad and started crying like a baby. This is pretty incredible because my dad and I do not have that kind of relationship. We still have alot of baggage from when I was a teenager and discovering my sexuality. It doesn't go well with his born again christianity. But just then I really needed him and my mom so bad. I wanted to tell him I loved him but I couldn't even get it out. I just sobbed.
Eventually, I got it together and took a nice long shower before taking an Ambien and going to bed. How I managed to make it through the night without waking up screaming I'll never know. I just hope that I don't have to have another day like this for a very long time. Thank God this is finally over with. I hope Kim managed to find some peace in the end.
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Monday, January 28, 2008
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So Wish I had a Gun
Current mood:  annoyed
Category: Life
I was gonna write something about how I decided to continue my writing class and school, blah blah....But I know what you people want to hear about-my freak show of a life. Well, things have been going okay. Beverly left. We got Kim on sleeping pills and pain killers so she hasn't been quite so annoying. However, she has decided that its okay for her to smoke in the house again so the house smells like $4 cigarettes. What makes matters worse is that Brad's mom has secretly colluded with her and bought air freshners and potpourri in a silly attempt to hide the obvious from us. So far we've tried to tolerate it but we're reaching the limit.
Oh and did I say Beverly was gone? I must be mistaken because I came into today after work and there she is on the couch hocking up a lung and watching "Law and Order" at volume 50. Apparently, unbeknownst to Brad and I, shes been coming over during the daytime and watching after Kim, which basically means shes been eating our food, sleeping on the couch, and smoking cigarettes in the garage for 6 hours and leaving before we get home. Shes staying tonight because her car is over-heating and it would make too much sense to just have whoever shes been staying with come get her. Lets see how many months it takes to get that radiator fixed. So much for going to rehab or whatever. Of course, why should you when Brad's mom will let you come stay with her without any expectations for you ever leaving.
I SWEAR TO GOD.....AGGGGHHHH!!!! I love Brad's mom. I love her like she was my mom, but she frustrates the shit out of me. I just can't figure out what math shes doing to justify a lazy, HIV+- boozehound-thief into a fucking nurse maid for her daughter. I wouldn't put Beverly in charge of my Sea Monkeys much less my progeny. Kim is clearly eligible for either hospice or free at-home care. So I just don't understand why this person who isn't even capable of taking care of herself is in charge of looking after a cancer patient. Its so maddening....Ugh
Oh and it gets worse. On top of suddenly having Beverly once again thrust upon us, Brad's mom slips and falls in the garage and hurts her foot. I can't tell you what happened because Brad had to take her (and for some reason, Beverly) to the hospital to get her ankle x-rayed and they haven't returned just yet. Did I mention that I chose to take off work tomorrow so that I could have some peace and quiet to catch up on schoolwork? Irony, anyone?
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Spring Awakening (2006 Original Broadway Cast)
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Release date: 12 December, 2006
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Sunday, January 20, 2008
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Back to Skule
Current mood:  bitchy
Category: School, College, Greek
I'm debating with myself about whether or not I want to drop my online composition 2 course. Its really got me down because on the one hand I hate just giving up on what should be a pretty simple subject for me, writing, as well as an interesting class-its all about pop culture essays. But on the other hand I just feel like I'm not up to this class and this professor. I mean in the first week he wants us to read 3 different essays and come up with 200 word minimum responses to 13 different questions over what we read and have it all done within 4 days (I'm 2 days late btw). Whats so frustrating though is that I've read the essays, I understand the questions, but I'll be damned if I can come up with a 200 word response to any of them. What is this guy smoking?
To make matters worse, this class is an online course which makes it really difficult to figure out exactly what this guy's expectations are. Does he want me to answer things in a straight-forward-facts-only kind of a way? Or does he want me injecting my opinion? I'm so confused and angry that I've managed to waste 3 hours of my Sunday mulling over some pretentious angry essay on how television dramas perpetuate negative stereotypes about women and feminism. ARGGGH!!!
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The Woman in White (Penguin Classics)
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Wilkie Collins
Release date: 29 April, 2003
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Friday, January 18, 2008
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Home Sweet Home
Current mood:  blissful
Category: Life
So its been about a week or 2 since I last wrote something. I would have written more but recent events in our home life have forced me to spend every possible moment of free time outside of this house of horrors. Oh where do I begin to describe these last 6 months? Okay, well lets start where we left off shall we.
We're still living in the house from hell with Brad's mom and his sister Kim who has cancer.However, despite the occasional trip to crazyland with Kim and her 1,000 personalities things were pretty calm. It was September and I was happy because Brad was going to spend a long weekend out of town for Austin City Limits which meant I pretty much had the house all to myself. That is until Beverly showed up. Beverly, in case I've never mentioned her, is one of Brad's mom's old friends and coworkers who in the past had occasionally stayed a night or 2 at the house before moving off to some random location. Shes nice enough I guess-harmless anyways- but she definitely has her issues. To begin with, shes white trash. I'm not trying to be racist, its just true. If you're 40 -something have 3 teeth in your mouth; talk like you're chewing glass; and have more wrinkles than a linen dinner jacket then you're white trash. She's also HIV+ which doesn't make her bad but it comes into play later on. Anyways though, back to September....
I had the house to myself and then Beverly shows up. I'm a little annoyed at first because I was looking forward to a weekend of silence but I comfort myself with the thought that it was just going to be for the night. However, the next day she was still here. And the next. And the next. And the next until fast forward to 2 weeks later when Brad and I wondered out loud to each other one day, "Why is Beverly still here?". Well, apparently, she was kicked out of her rehab/homeless shack for testing positive for pot and Brad's mom (who is INCAPABLE of saying no to anyone) said she could stay for awhile until she could find a place to stay. Naturally, I was not happy. Don't get me wrong, I like Beverly okay. Yeah shes trashy and smokes like a chimney but shes also genuinely nice. My problem was that while I like her okay I can also smell a bum a mile away and Beverly wreaked.
I tried to tell them, Brad and his mom, I tried but they wouldn't listen. I knew that this is how it all starts. First they said it would just be a couple of weeks. Then until the end of the month; then another month; until finally its, "Oh, but she helps me with kim. She takes her to appointments and checks on her during the day. She really helps me out." Meanwhile those of us who are working and trying to maintain a sense of normality in the house are slowly and steadily going insane from all the noise and chaos.
Here is what I typically walked into after getting home from an 8 hour day. I walk in the front door and the first thing I see is an air mattress on the floor surrounded by various bits of clothing and personal care products strewn here and there. I can usually see everything pretty clearly because even at 5pm ALL of the lights are on throughout the house along with the television in the living room which is usually programmed to some shitty sitcom like 2 and a half men and turned up to volume 40 so you can hear it on the other side of the house. Naturally, since I have to eat I go to the kitchen where I spend 30 minutes clearing the counter of dirty pots and pans and plates of half eaten food which were apparently too delicious to throw away in the trash can which sits about 2 feet away. Normally I like to cook but now I avoid it because between Beverly cracking up at reruns of Everybody Loves Raymond and Kim grunting and moaning while she paces back and forth down the hall complaining about how much pain shes in I always want to fall on my chef's knife.Even nighttime is a test in patience as Beverly, who I later learned wasn't taking her HIV meds, hacks and wheezes non-stop late into the night. This was my life for 6 months.
You know what it took for Brad's mom to finally grow some and kick Beverly out on her ass? She got drunk on malt liquor on New Years Eve and stole Brad's mom's car. Yeah, apparently thats "the line". And whats even worse is that she was still here for about 3 weeks afterward while she looked for a place. But finally just yesterday, I came home and it was quiet. All the crap was off the floor. The Tv was silent. There was no hacking or cackling. It was Xanadu. I just can't believe that I managed to survive 6 months of Beverly without stabbing her.
Never again I tell you, never again.
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All Hour Cymbals
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Yeasayer
Release date: 23 October, 2007
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Monday, January 07, 2008
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Like Old Times....
Category: Life
So, I've joined a gym. Well, I'm joining a gym anyways. I know, I'm waiting for the lightning to strike me too. It couldn't be helped though because my weight has just gotten WAY too out of control. I mean at work today I was sitting at my desk and had to unbutton my pants just so I could breath without pissing myself. Although now that I think about it that probably would have been a good way to get sent home early.
Of course, that wouldn't matter much since my car is being repaired.....again. Thats right everyone set your watches because once again, like clockwork, my car has crapped out on me. And, like a fool, I'm paying a grand just to get it repaired. Ugh....I know, I know, I need to just buy a new fucking car because its not even worth the repair cost; but right now its the cheapest and safest option. My job may be one step above gym teacher in degree of difficulty, but I get paid pretty well to do it and next week's pay check will more than cover the repairs. I really do wish I could buy a new car though. Problem is, while my job right now pays well its changing next week and I don't even know what I'm going to be doing or my job title much less how much I'll be bringing in every month in base and bonuses.
We're moving to this new model called 'customer centric'. Don't ask me what that is because I really don't know. Then again, neither does anyone else at my job. So far, they've twice set back the deadline for releasing new schedules and job descriptions and my own team doesn't even know who should and shouldn't be working there. Whats even more annoying is that when ever you seem frustrated by the process some asshole from corporate accuses you of not being a team player. As though I even knew what game we're supposed to be playing. I swear I feel like I'm working on TPS reports at Initech sometimes.But yeah, thats why there's no new car in the near future. And no new Ipod either :(.
Anyways, I don't think anyone even reads this anymore since I never even post, but I figured what the hell.
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Currently
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Crosses EP
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Jose Gonzales
Release date: 17 April, 2006
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Sunday, October 21, 2007
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Yeah whatever....
Category: Life
When was the last time I blogged? I don't even remember, its been so long. Its nothing personal, guys. Its just somehow or another, I think I've been able to find new things to do that keep me distracted and away from the computer.
My latest love is reading books. I just discovered Amazon.com's used book option so I keep ordering all the cheesy gay novels that I'm too ashamed to buy in public. I can't help myself though, they're a DOLLAR!!! And I don't even have to get off my ass to buy them. I just click the little checkout button, put in my password, and I'm on my way. Five days later there they are and I'm in cheesy-high-school-romance heaven. Life is good.
I also enrolled in a composition class for college, which means I now have absolutely no desire to write. I actually like the class but I'm doing it online which makes it a little difficult. Also, I hate to sound like a snob, but reading these people's essays some times makes me wanna stab out my eyes. I'm amazed that some of these people made it past middle school, much less high school, writing the way they do. Its like they've never seen a period or comma in their lives. Plus, they're either dumb highschoolers with absolutely no point of view or they're middle-aged working moms who go on about discovering themselves and all that other Oprah bullshit. Its FUCKING TORTURE!!!
Last week I freaked out because our assignment for our journal was something like, "Write about a time you were recognized for something." I mean, are you fucking kidding me? Are we writing or are we applying for a job at the mall? Whats the next promp gonna be? I know, "Think of a difficult situation that you overcame and how." God, I hate writing for other people.
I need to get back into this whole blogging thing if just to keep me sane.
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The Flying Club Cup
By
Beirut
Release date: 09 October, 2007
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Wednesday, August 22, 2007
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Finally, fuck!
Current mood:  awake
Okay, for the first time in almost 3 years? (I think) I am now fully employed. 8 hours a day, bonuses, benefits, vacation, a raise....MY GOD, FINALLY!!! And whats better is, I don't really have to do anything different. I just keep doin what I've been doing for the last year or so.
I wanted to go celebrate and eat or something but, unfortunately, I'd promised Brad that I'd meet him up at the college to register for a couple of courses, which I did. Man, I am never waiting till the last minute ever again. I was in there with every ghetto lowlife and ditzy teenager within 10 miles and we were ALL waiting in the same damn line. After an 1 hour a half of waiting for them to call my name, I finally heard Matthew Dominguez and was in and out in 5 minutes. I also discovered that I got almost $1300 in financial aid, which kind of took the sting out of wasting my time resting my ass on a wood bench.
So yeah, yea for me. All I have to do now is go pee in a cup and the job is mine!
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Friday, August 03, 2007
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Matty’s Letter to Oprah
Current mood: annoyed
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
Okay, so I know its weird, but I wrote a letter to Oprah. You see, I watched her show the other day and the subject was on children and autism. Now while, for the most part, I found the show fairly informative about the world of families dealing with autism; I was a little disconcerted when the subject of vaccines came up.Naturally I expected it would as usually does. However, I wasn't prepared for the rather pathetic and irrational manner in which it was brought up. You would think that when having a serious discussion, concerning medicine and science, that Oprah would bother to have a) alloted time to discuss the issue and b) scientists and experts to present and analyze the evidence. Instead what she had was an emotional mother accusing one, clearly ill prepared, doctor of distorting the issue.
Clearly, as a person who strongly believes in the importance of science and rationality, this bug the living hell out of me. So much so, in fact, that I sat down and wrote this letter which I will be sending to Oprah. (and which she will most likely ignore)
Dear Oprah,
I'm not a person who normally writes letters to celebrities with commentary. Frankly, I don't have any real illusions that you'll even read this one. However, after watching your recent show on Autism, I just couldn't live with myself if I didn't.
First of all, I just want to say that I think it is great that you have decided to use your considerable fame to highlight this terrible disorder.I'm sure that, with your influence, millions of peoples' eyes, from all over the world, were opened.
I also want to say that I commend the parents and children who were guests on your show. Their bravery and grace are truly inspiring when you consider the hell that they must be going through.
However, I have to say that I was very disappointed in the one comment being made by one of the mothers you had concerning vaccines. While, as I've said before, I can sympathize and feel for this woman for all the hardship she has been through, I also feel it was irresponsible for you to ask this woman, who was neither a doctor nor a scientist, her medical opinion about the supposed link between vaccines and Autism in children.
While I can understand why you brought the subject up, I cannot, for the life of me, see why you didn't bother to have a certified expert to discuss the case for the other side. In fact, the only 'expert' you seemed to have was one woman who was either too ill prepared or too intimidated by the panel to discuss the evidence more in depth.
Now while I sympathize and admire these parents for all that they've been through and all that they have endured, I do not think that their sincerity and conviction should be completely immune from scrutiny, especially when making scientific claims.
The truth is, despite what your guest asserted, there is in fact a general consensus among the majority of scientists, doctors, and various other experts that there is no causal link between vaccines and the rise of Autism. In fact, what your guest failed to mention was that Thimerosal, the mercury derivative thought by anti-vaccine proponents to be the cause, was removed from routine childhood vaccines in 2002.Despite this, as you pointed out in the show, the incidence of Autism in children has continued to rise.
In addition to this, I also encourage you to look at a few links, such as this recent University of Missouri-Columbia study, or this study of populations from various parts of the world , and this recent Institute of Medicine report from 2001 , as well as various other scientific studies in the past few years, all of which conclusively refute your guest's claim that the jury is still out on this controversy. This is not a dismissal of what I'm sure are her sincere and honest feelings, its simply cold, hard science doing its job and pruning away unsubstantiated theories.
Oprah, you are a person with immense influence and a big heart; which is why I hope it should make you just a little uneasy that millions of people might now have a negative opinion of vaccines based solely on 5 minutes of testimony from a lone, woman with no expertise on the subject.Don't you think the subject deserves more attention than that? Can you imagine what may happen if even a fraction of your viewers were to adopt this anti-vaccine stance? How many lives do you think could be lost to diseases such as measles, malaria, polio, or tuberculosis all because their parents were made to believe that vaccinations were bad for them?
Oprah, I implore you, for the sake of truth and rationality please give this subject another look. You're viewers deserve a better analysis than what they recieved.
Sincerely,
Matthew D,
Dallas,TX
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Wednesday, August 01, 2007
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Life is Great!!!
Category: Life
It seems like its been forever since I've last posted something personal on here. Actually, now that I think about it, its been since I got back from my NYC trip. Its not that I haven't tried, its just I haven't really had anything all too important to write about.I still don't, but its raining and that always make me feel like writing.
I guess I can pick up where I left off. I'm back from NYC!!!
As you can tell I've become 'that person'. You know, the one that does something remotely interesting like travels some place or does some incredible stunt and then spends the next 2 years reminding everyone of it. My poor boyfriend has to endure, on a daily basis, my constant need to point out things and places on TV that I saw on my trip. "Oh hey I was on that building" or "HEY!!! I was across the street from that!!!" "Tristin took me THERE!!!". Poor Bradley.
Although, I can't feel too badly for him. The year he went to Europe I had to endure the same stories about walking around Paris and Rome ad naseaum for about 6 months. "You know when I was in Europe...." AHHHH!!! I swear to God I know that story about the old man selling bird seed in front of the Duomo in Milan so well that I'm beginning to believe I was there.
He understands though; I just had alot of fun and want to share it with people.
I actually really want to go back in the winter time, around Xmas if possible. Tristin said that the city is so beautiful and different that time of year. I told him I'd come this year, but I might have to put that on hold. I just don't know what my money is gonna look like after Xmas and Thanksgiving get ahold of my wallet. We'll see I guess.
I'd love to move there. Everyone is so bitchy and gorgeous and in a hurry;I just felt like I came home to my people :). I'm not kidding either. When I came home I bitched for about 2 weeks about slow people and the lack of a comprehensive public transport system.I long to live in a city where I never have to worry about tune ups or Chinese drivers ever again.
Moving on though....The other thing I talked about last time was Brad's wicked half sister, Kim, found out her cancer came back. If you'll recall, when I found out I was feeling conflicted and a little sad about the whole thing. My sympathies, however, have since been tempered by the harsh reality that is Kim.
Don't misunderstand me, I still don't wish she were dead. But I'd be lying if I said the idea didn't make me smile just a little bit every now and then.
Its not as though I'm some evil, unforgiving ogre who takes pleasure in her suffering or anything. Its just, I kind of thought she might have somewhat of a turn around in her personality after finding out that there is a good chance that she is going to die. She even said, when she first found out, that she would. But since then, shes just become the same lazy, useless and surly lump that shes always been.
Her day consists of sleeping, drinking copious amounts of chocolate milk, whining, drinking cheap alcohol (Bartles and James, anyone?), and smoking 5 dollar cigarettes (with a holder, cause its classy).
She doesn't clean or pick up after herself or offer to help with anything. She just sits on her ass all day and produces carbon dioxide.
Occasionally, her boyfriend comes over and complains about how hot it is in the house. He's a real Romeo btw. According to Brad's mom, the fact that Kim is going through chemo therapy for pussy cancer hasn't discouraged him from wanting to have sex. Thats love people.
As for all the other stuff in my life, I guess its okay. Not much to report really. I've been managing to stay busy with various activities and getting out of the house whenever I have the free time. I try to go to the mall on the weekends, but I'm starting to get a little bored with that. The mall I go to in my neighborhood is nice, but its podunk. They don't even have a Gap. Aside from World Market and the Calvin Klein section at Dillards I'm at a bit of a loss as to what to do when I get there. It's definitely not the Galleria or Northpark.
I've also rediscovered books from the library. Right now I'm reading "If It Die" by Andre Gide. Its pretty good, but it could use some sex. Although,next, I'm reading "The Rainbow" by DH Lawrence. I think thats supposed to be kinda sexy.
Anyways, thats it. Thats been my life for the past month. If you somehow managed to get through this whole thing then you really do love me....LOVE Y'ALL :)
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If It Die . . .: An Autobiography
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Release date: 08 May, 2001
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