Things I have found down my shirt:

(I have a scar from #45)
1) ice
2) spaghetti
3) peeled banana
4) cheerio-s
5) hot wax
6) jell-o
7) ice cream
8) tea
9) milk
10) sugar
11) fruit salad
12) tuna
13) spare change
14) money
15) paper wads/spitballs
16) vicious missiles launched by obnoxious young boys
17) snake
18) various lizards
19) wasp
20) baby opossum
21) puppy
22) kitten
23) un-invited hands
24) stethoscope
25) socks
26) underwear
27) broken seed bead necklace
28) beer
29) stamps
30) pencils and pens
31) hairbrush
32) bobby-pins, barrettes
33) cake
34) watermelon
35) smoothie
36) spoon
37) macaroni
38) lettuce
39) popcorn
40) sno caps
41) earrings
42) someone else's hair
43) lipstick/lipgloss stick
44) twigs
45) wolf spider
46) cheese sauce
47) soda
48) whole bag of M&Ms

The pregnant bitch is having a girl. La de fucking da. I hate kids, and I hate her.

Sorry. Typing Beowulf paper, and I do not feel in the least bit charitable right now. So help me God, I will bite someone's head off before the night is over.

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y ADEMAS!!
Now Fam is in the other room talking to the self-important RADIO GOD about what happened with my dog! Excuse me, does everyone need to know the whole fucking story!!? Let's juts broadcast it to the entire fucking planet, shall we? Next time Claire pisses the bed I'm gonna post it up in the neighborhood!! My God! LET MY ISSUES BE PRIVATE!!
I miss him!!!!

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Look! I'm rational now!

When the self-important RADIO GOD left I took Fam aside and asked her if she'd stop telling people the gory details of why Keely doesn't live with us anymore. She was actualy nice about it and I feel much more rational now.

Look! Poetry! ((QUE RARO PARA MI...GENERALMENTE PARECE QUE QUEJO AQUI MAS QUE HAGO POEMAS.))


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The waves pound relentlessly against unyielding stone,
but cannot break it.
I feel their frustration as I glare
angrily into her harsh, determined eyes.
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I am up at the front,
cucumber cool,
enjoying my 15 minutes of fame.
I can make them hear,
make them know.
Stage fright is a distant memory.
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I see the room as I walk in,
brimming full of stangers.
My stomach feels like it is trying to hide.
They all turn and fix empty eyes on me-
I, stranger to them, stranger than them.
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I found these in my old assignment notebook. Someday I'll probably come back and expand upon them.

Why Today Sucked

Fam manages to ruin my day even from however many thousands of miles away she is right now. She tells Unc bad news to tell me, then calls me to discuss it...and assumes I'm mad at her and hangs up on me...and then Unc says I should call her and tell her I'm not mad. But I am now; she's being ridiculous. And I probably am, too, but this is vacation, and I think I should have the option of keeping all my problems at bay until I'm there to deal with them.

Otherwise the day was fine. Seattle has the best seafood. And really creepy hotel lobby boys who stare every time I enter. And this sucks because all the decent internet service is in the lobby...right in his sight. And right now he's being chewed out by his boss. Nicely, of course. Poor guy; he's so young.

Second Post of the Day

Oh my God, I am so completely SOLD on the University of Puget Sound!!! You have no idea! Now all I have to do is get away from here so I can see all this with a bit more perspecitve, ya know?

Kay, off to get coffee. You know, when in Seattle...I swear, it's how they stay alive.

Here I am...On the road again...

And Unc is running late for breakfast!! AAAH!!!!

We are staying at the Best Western in the University District (wrong university), and he got me my own room, which is all colorful and it has a great bed wth tons of pillows and internet on the TV, which is what I am using right now. It kind of sucks. Th resolution is crappy.
Anyway, we also rented a white Thunderbird convertible and I am not leaving here until he lets me drive it!!!! Oh, I'm getting so spoiled. We flew up here first class. We had a three-course meal (complete with yummy fresh salad and tofu strips...) and the stewardess asked me if I wanted wine...I almost said yeah just to see what Unc would do.
This keyboard sucks.



Oh! Unc gave me the ok on having a senior trip! Now all I need to do is get Fam's yes. I'm not going to ask until December. Or maybe November.I dunno. Alright, now it's not letting me hit enter. Next time I'm using the computer down in the lobby!!

This is too pointless. Don't read.

Ah, I cool. I made a dentist appt, called a college, and made reservations to the Melting Pot. Today. All at once. Me....little Ms. Phone Phobia.

SoooOOOOOOOOO! Now I get to go do homework! Motivation. Yes.
This will fade in two seconds, I know. 4:27 PM

Oh, yeah....I felt it fade. 4:28 PM

LATER: Wanna see scary? Dude, go to Google and type a random phrase in your second language. Then get upset when you can understand the dude talking about sex and a book he still hasn't read. Then wonder why YOU never use "tal". 7:20 PM