What can I say to change your mind?
18.5.05
Meep!
One more. One more final. One last speech. Then it all ends. I finally get out of here. *does a little dance* My sociology teacher has already posted grades. My grade = 4.0. Yes! I'm waiting to hear back from my Psych teacher. I emailed him and never heard back. In fact I have emailed a few people and never heard back. Either my email hates me, or the people I am emailing hate me. Huzzah to either. */sarcasim*
I'm so thrilled that I have one more class left to take care of and then I get my AA. Graduation ceremony is Friday, but I am not planning on going right now. Because...well yeah. Will I regret it? Possibly not. Do I care? Nope. Why would I be going for memories and my family. I really just want to get my diploma. Really. I paid for the thing already and I have the cap and gown in case I change my mind. It is only an hour on a Friday. I dunno. Thoughts are welcome.
¶ 11:15 PM | Tell me about it |
One more. One more final. One last speech. Then it all ends. I finally get out of here. *does a little dance* My sociology teacher has already posted grades. My grade = 4.0. Yes! I'm waiting to hear back from my Psych teacher. I emailed him and never heard back. In fact I have emailed a few people and never heard back. Either my email hates me, or the people I am emailing hate me. Huzzah to either. */sarcasim*
I'm so thrilled that I have one more class left to take care of and then I get my AA. Graduation ceremony is Friday, but I am not planning on going right now. Because...well yeah. Will I regret it? Possibly not. Do I care? Nope. Why would I be going for memories and my family. I really just want to get my diploma. Really. I paid for the thing already and I have the cap and gown in case I change my mind. It is only an hour on a Friday. I dunno. Thoughts are welcome.
¶ 11:15 PM | Tell me about it |
14.5.05
Mexico's Fox toughens talk on U.S. immigration law
MEXICO CITY (Reuters) - Mexican President Vicente Fox called recent U.S. measures to stem illegal immigration a step back for bilateral relations on Friday and said Mexican migrants do jobs "that not even blacks want to do."
In comments likely to raise the temperature of the immigration debate, Fox defended the role of undocumented Mexican workers in the United States to a group of Texas business people meeting in Mexico.
"There is no doubt that Mexicans, filled with dignity, willingness and ability to work are doing jobs that not even blacks want to do there in the United States," he said in a speech broadcast in part on local radio and reported on newspaper web sites.
Fox said recent, tougher measures against immigrants do not represent "the road we should be building between friends and partners."
Mexico has been seeking an accord with Washington for years to make it easier for millions of illegal Mexican immigrants to live and work in the United States. The country expects to repatriate this year more than 250,000 foreigners, mostly Central Americans headed for the U.S. border.
Mexican hopes were raised early last year when President Bush proposed a temporary worker program but it has become bogged down in Congress.
A key partner in U.S. border security, Mexico is upset at new U.S. controls on foreign-born people, including tougher rules to obtain drivers' licenses.
Congressional Republicans attached the immigration changes to legislation providing $82 billion in emergency funds for fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan. Bush is expected to sign the legislation into law soon.
The law, approved unanimously by the Senate on Tuesday, waives environmental rules to allow the extension of a fence on the border between California and Mexico to stop illegal immigrants. Mexico calls the measure "overly extreme."
But Fox said he was encouraged by a bill put forward on Thursday by Sens. John McCain, an Arizona Republican, and Edward Kennedy, a Massachusetts Democrat, to allow some of the estimated 10 to 12 million illegal immigrants in the United States to get legal jobs and eventual citizenship.
"I hope President Bush will support and push the initiative, as he has publicly agreed. I have to take his word and hope he delivers," Fox said.
http://reuters.myway.com/article/20050514/2005-05-14T032909Z_01_N13376712_RTRIDST_0_NEWS-MEXICO-USA-DC.html
¶ 12:42 PM | Tell me about it |
MEXICO CITY (Reuters) - Mexican President Vicente Fox called recent U.S. measures to stem illegal immigration a step back for bilateral relations on Friday and said Mexican migrants do jobs "that not even blacks want to do."
In comments likely to raise the temperature of the immigration debate, Fox defended the role of undocumented Mexican workers in the United States to a group of Texas business people meeting in Mexico.
"There is no doubt that Mexicans, filled with dignity, willingness and ability to work are doing jobs that not even blacks want to do there in the United States," he said in a speech broadcast in part on local radio and reported on newspaper web sites.
Fox said recent, tougher measures against immigrants do not represent "the road we should be building between friends and partners."
Mexico has been seeking an accord with Washington for years to make it easier for millions of illegal Mexican immigrants to live and work in the United States. The country expects to repatriate this year more than 250,000 foreigners, mostly Central Americans headed for the U.S. border.
Mexican hopes were raised early last year when President Bush proposed a temporary worker program but it has become bogged down in Congress.
A key partner in U.S. border security, Mexico is upset at new U.S. controls on foreign-born people, including tougher rules to obtain drivers' licenses.
Congressional Republicans attached the immigration changes to legislation providing $82 billion in emergency funds for fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan. Bush is expected to sign the legislation into law soon.
The law, approved unanimously by the Senate on Tuesday, waives environmental rules to allow the extension of a fence on the border between California and Mexico to stop illegal immigrants. Mexico calls the measure "overly extreme."
But Fox said he was encouraged by a bill put forward on Thursday by Sens. John McCain, an Arizona Republican, and Edward Kennedy, a Massachusetts Democrat, to allow some of the estimated 10 to 12 million illegal immigrants in the United States to get legal jobs and eventual citizenship.
"I hope President Bush will support and push the initiative, as he has publicly agreed. I have to take his word and hope he delivers," Fox said.
http://reuters.myway.com/article/20050514/2005-05-14T032909Z_01_N13376712_RTRIDST_0_NEWS-MEXICO-USA-DC.html
¶ 12:42 PM | Tell me about it |
26.2.05
A few of the things that I cannot get out of my head.
For one thing, I cannot get the mental image of the dog out of my head. He was a huge black lab, as beautiful as they come. But the image that I see when I close my eyes is not of the beautiful lab, but of the puddle of blood that surrounds him; his own blood. His owner so shocked at the events that he cannot talk, he only picks the animal up and, covered in the dogs blood, walks over the hill with him crying silently. I spent most of Friday unable to think of anything else. I cried most of the morning and before karate. My dad could not understood why I cried so much. There are others who tell me that while it was tragic, the dog was not on a leash. I don’t care. That is no reason not to mourn the life that has been lost, even if it was a dog. Maybe I am just to weak, but I cannot help but cry for the man and his lost companion. It seemed like he had lost his only child.
I have been very moody lately, and I have had the swings frequently. I think I have been more polar in the last few months than I have been all year. Maybe you can chalk my sadness up to that or then again maybe not. I do know that I have not been the most pleasant of people to be around. I keep going to my classes and trying to be as nice as I possibly can, but I cannot be fake all day and I break. More than anything I just want to sleep and stop doing anything. You would think that I should be better by now, but no such luck. Maybe I have caught something else also, but the past week has just gotten more miserable for me. I think there is possibly two days this week that I did not have a nice little bit of throwing up. My side constantly hurts and I am too the point of just ignoring it so that I can get back to a normal routine, if it were not for the fact that a little pressure on my side causes me great pain. The best thing I have found to do about it? Lie. Tell everyone that this and that hurt it, and while they do cause more pain, that is not the full truth, because it hurts all the time. I think that I have excepted that pain though. It is me now.
I have been greatly agitated at a few people lately and their actions have skewed my view of everyone else. I am very hurt by something that is going on and it has been brought to my attention that I have been hurting others in my frustration. Which makes me feel like a vile thing. Not even a person. It is difficult for me to say to the people that I am sorry for being a complete ass. I tried justifying my actions and that seems to make me only feel worse. So I am saying it. I am a vile little creature and I should just take time away from everyone. But then again that won’t help with the original problem. I have no answers and I fear trying to deal with it a different way for fear of having another disaster.
¶ 12:00 PM | Tell me about it |
For one thing, I cannot get the mental image of the dog out of my head. He was a huge black lab, as beautiful as they come. But the image that I see when I close my eyes is not of the beautiful lab, but of the puddle of blood that surrounds him; his own blood. His owner so shocked at the events that he cannot talk, he only picks the animal up and, covered in the dogs blood, walks over the hill with him crying silently. I spent most of Friday unable to think of anything else. I cried most of the morning and before karate. My dad could not understood why I cried so much. There are others who tell me that while it was tragic, the dog was not on a leash. I don’t care. That is no reason not to mourn the life that has been lost, even if it was a dog. Maybe I am just to weak, but I cannot help but cry for the man and his lost companion. It seemed like he had lost his only child.
I have been very moody lately, and I have had the swings frequently. I think I have been more polar in the last few months than I have been all year. Maybe you can chalk my sadness up to that or then again maybe not. I do know that I have not been the most pleasant of people to be around. I keep going to my classes and trying to be as nice as I possibly can, but I cannot be fake all day and I break. More than anything I just want to sleep and stop doing anything. You would think that I should be better by now, but no such luck. Maybe I have caught something else also, but the past week has just gotten more miserable for me. I think there is possibly two days this week that I did not have a nice little bit of throwing up. My side constantly hurts and I am too the point of just ignoring it so that I can get back to a normal routine, if it were not for the fact that a little pressure on my side causes me great pain. The best thing I have found to do about it? Lie. Tell everyone that this and that hurt it, and while they do cause more pain, that is not the full truth, because it hurts all the time. I think that I have excepted that pain though. It is me now.
I have been greatly agitated at a few people lately and their actions have skewed my view of everyone else. I am very hurt by something that is going on and it has been brought to my attention that I have been hurting others in my frustration. Which makes me feel like a vile thing. Not even a person. It is difficult for me to say to the people that I am sorry for being a complete ass. I tried justifying my actions and that seems to make me only feel worse. So I am saying it. I am a vile little creature and I should just take time away from everyone. But then again that won’t help with the original problem. I have no answers and I fear trying to deal with it a different way for fear of having another disaster.
¶ 12:00 PM | Tell me about it |
17.2.05
Ramblings
It’s beautiful, so beautiful.
The pain that races through my body, that is. Today was so bloody wonderful. I finally was able to go back to working out. No fighting yet, but so far things are looking good for me. I have little to no pain in my spleen area and that makes me practically purr in happiness. What could be better? It’s thrilling and wonderful. Soon enough the fighting will come back and I will almost be complete....almost.
So many weird things have happened today. I don’t want to type them up here. To many things.... too odd.
I did notice that you all had been sorely neglected in the past few days. So I am decided that I might just update. I am thinking out the new layout for when summer comes. As much as I love the power of the hotness that is the yes icon, I think it may be coming close to time for a change. I could make something really hot if I wanted to put my mind to it. Problem is, I don’t want to. Funny. I may not change it at all. Though it has come to bore the hell out of me. Who knows. Always good to keep up on the CSS skills.
I’m looking for a good place to post some of the things that I have been writing lately. Such as shot fiction and the like. I could post it here, but I am not sure that is the best of action. I would be posting openly on my crappy blog, unbeta’d fics. As much as I would love to share my work with you all, I am not sure that I would be willing to just let you rip me apart for my English skills. Or lack thereof. I’m not sure what to do. I am a member of fictionpress.com, but they have wronged a few talented writers that I know and I’m not sure I myself would be willing to deal with them. Plus there is the whole fact that they screwed with my friends. A lot of the stuff I had up there from years past was deleted anyway, so I am in a why bother stage. I only allow myself to get screwed over once. Or at least I try not to let it happen a second time.
I just had a great idea. Which will leave me off and running.
¶ 10:23 PM | Tell me about it |
It’s beautiful, so beautiful.
The pain that races through my body, that is. Today was so bloody wonderful. I finally was able to go back to working out. No fighting yet, but so far things are looking good for me. I have little to no pain in my spleen area and that makes me practically purr in happiness. What could be better? It’s thrilling and wonderful. Soon enough the fighting will come back and I will almost be complete....almost.
So many weird things have happened today. I don’t want to type them up here. To many things.... too odd.
I did notice that you all had been sorely neglected in the past few days. So I am decided that I might just update. I am thinking out the new layout for when summer comes. As much as I love the power of the hotness that is the yes icon, I think it may be coming close to time for a change. I could make something really hot if I wanted to put my mind to it. Problem is, I don’t want to. Funny. I may not change it at all. Though it has come to bore the hell out of me. Who knows. Always good to keep up on the CSS skills.
I’m looking for a good place to post some of the things that I have been writing lately. Such as shot fiction and the like. I could post it here, but I am not sure that is the best of action. I would be posting openly on my crappy blog, unbeta’d fics. As much as I would love to share my work with you all, I am not sure that I would be willing to just let you rip me apart for my English skills. Or lack thereof. I’m not sure what to do. I am a member of fictionpress.com, but they have wronged a few talented writers that I know and I’m not sure I myself would be willing to deal with them. Plus there is the whole fact that they screwed with my friends. A lot of the stuff I had up there from years past was deleted anyway, so I am in a why bother stage. I only allow myself to get screwed over once. Or at least I try not to let it happen a second time.
I just had a great idea. Which will leave me off and running.
¶ 10:23 PM | Tell me about it |
14.2.05
Happy Valentines Day...and such
I need to figure out where everyone is tonight and if they want to exchange Valentines tonight or another night. Crissy and Akane I can nab at gung fu if need be. I know where Ami and Hotaru live. Cassie will be getting hers this weekend. So Yeah, need to ask the girls if they are busy tonight or if they just want to wait.
On a side note. My tummy hurts. I am going to go lay down a little before I call anyone.
¶ 5:31 PM | Tell me about it |
I need to figure out where everyone is tonight and if they want to exchange Valentines tonight or another night. Crissy and Akane I can nab at gung fu if need be. I know where Ami and Hotaru live. Cassie will be getting hers this weekend. So Yeah, need to ask the girls if they are busy tonight or if they just want to wait.
On a side note. My tummy hurts. I am going to go lay down a little before I call anyone.
¶ 5:31 PM | Tell me about it |
13.2.05
Why you little...!
Lots of odd little occurrences to talk about. First thing first. I decided to teach myself a new language. For fear of posting this and never doing it, I will not speak of it anymore past this entry unless I do not fail. Let us hope.
I went out to the half price book store and picked up a few new Freud books and some new mystery book. I also went shopping today with my mother. That was a whole lot of fun really. We went into the Bath and Body Works place and I found some smelly thing they sell there that I liked. We also shopped around >forever< for a gift for her boyfriend. I spent most of the day trying to figure out why the hell it was so important that we buy him something. Then somewhere around two pm she informed me it was his valentines day gift that we were trying so hard to find. What? Oh, when is Valentines day by the way? Apparently tomorrow is Valentines day. What the crap is that? I think I missed the memo once again on the caring front. Oh well.
Other things. I messed myself up again Friday and paid for it dearly. I am still feeling the pain in my side and they are saying it might fade. Might. Damn the back kicks for the pain they have inflicted on my poor, feeble spleen. That made it especially important to my father that he watch me at the seminar to make damn sure I didn’t do anything. *mutters* In all seriousness though, I wanted to leave or/and cry during the entire seminar. Why you ask? Think about something you love to do and then imagine someone telling you that for the next six weeks you will be unable to do it. Then imagine being told that it would be good for you to be there and watch by the person in charge. So imagine now, sitting on the sidelines, watching your friends doing the thing you love and you are not allowed to participate. You are allowed only to watch. For hours on end. I must say that it was not a pleasant experience for me. Though I have had a few people tell me that it is my own fault for getting sick. I’m sorry, I did not know that my bodies inability to fight off sickness due to a weakened immune system was my fault. Thanks for cheering me up. Asshole.
Cassie asked me to go to a movie with her tonight, but alas I was to pissed and hungry to attend. See the problem started around noon when my stuck lifter became a stuck valve in my engine. I don’t know if that means anything to anyone but it drove me crazy. Why? Because a stuck or collapsed valve causes the engine to shake like crazy. There were some other factors involved and some other people that I had a lot of anger towards...but I don’t want to talk about them here. Needless to say the poor Thunderchicken feels the pain of what my body is going through and has also, currently, been blacklisted until further notice. Which means that I have to drive that bloody Mustang which just pisses me off more. If my dad had bloody helped me when I asked my car would be fixed an this new problem would not have arisen. It just pisses me off to think of it.
Which I think calls for a good ff and a hot shower.
¶ 7:18 PM | Tell me about it |
Lots of odd little occurrences to talk about. First thing first. I decided to teach myself a new language. For fear of posting this and never doing it, I will not speak of it anymore past this entry unless I do not fail. Let us hope.
I went out to the half price book store and picked up a few new Freud books and some new mystery book. I also went shopping today with my mother. That was a whole lot of fun really. We went into the Bath and Body Works place and I found some smelly thing they sell there that I liked. We also shopped around >forever< for a gift for her boyfriend. I spent most of the day trying to figure out why the hell it was so important that we buy him something. Then somewhere around two pm she informed me it was his valentines day gift that we were trying so hard to find. What? Oh, when is Valentines day by the way? Apparently tomorrow is Valentines day. What the crap is that? I think I missed the memo once again on the caring front. Oh well.
Other things. I messed myself up again Friday and paid for it dearly. I am still feeling the pain in my side and they are saying it might fade. Might. Damn the back kicks for the pain they have inflicted on my poor, feeble spleen. That made it especially important to my father that he watch me at the seminar to make damn sure I didn’t do anything. *mutters* In all seriousness though, I wanted to leave or/and cry during the entire seminar. Why you ask? Think about something you love to do and then imagine someone telling you that for the next six weeks you will be unable to do it. Then imagine being told that it would be good for you to be there and watch by the person in charge. So imagine now, sitting on the sidelines, watching your friends doing the thing you love and you are not allowed to participate. You are allowed only to watch. For hours on end. I must say that it was not a pleasant experience for me. Though I have had a few people tell me that it is my own fault for getting sick. I’m sorry, I did not know that my bodies inability to fight off sickness due to a weakened immune system was my fault. Thanks for cheering me up. Asshole.
Cassie asked me to go to a movie with her tonight, but alas I was to pissed and hungry to attend. See the problem started around noon when my stuck lifter became a stuck valve in my engine. I don’t know if that means anything to anyone but it drove me crazy. Why? Because a stuck or collapsed valve causes the engine to shake like crazy. There were some other factors involved and some other people that I had a lot of anger towards...but I don’t want to talk about them here. Needless to say the poor Thunderchicken feels the pain of what my body is going through and has also, currently, been blacklisted until further notice. Which means that I have to drive that bloody Mustang which just pisses me off more. If my dad had bloody helped me when I asked my car would be fixed an this new problem would not have arisen. It just pisses me off to think of it.
Which I think calls for a good ff and a hot shower.
¶ 7:18 PM | Tell me about it |
10.2.05
This is the swiss formula
I have so much that I still need to get done tonight, but I just want to stop and take a break for a minute.
I finished my speech today. That was a train wreck. I was doing pretty good until the teacher signaled me that I had about a minute left. At that point I completely forgot what I was talking about. I thought that I had lost my mind. Everyone told me that my speech went well, but I had little to no conclusion and my heart was racing so fast that I thought I was going to die. At least I finished it thought.
Still waiting to get that test back, maybe next time she will grade the freaking things rather then making us stay and lecturing for the last ten minutes of class. That way I do not have to sit around and be bored for 45 fucking minutes. Do I need to mention that I am still pissed about that one? Which brings me to the point that I want to go smack Ami’s teacher around just for thinking she can be a bitch to my sister. One overdue ass kicking coming up.
I applied for a job today. I am not talking about where or any of that crap. I am not even going to say that I hope I get it. Whatever happens, happens. I would like the job for the extra cash flow, but I am not in need of a job. So there. Oh, I also went and got a Hardee’s burger today. I did not go to the Hardee’s we went to last night because they suck. I went to the other one and there is a funny story behind that too. I left karate came home and then went back over to 152. While I was on 152 I almost passed Ron who had apparently taken his sweet time getting in his car after class. Whatever it made sense in my head.
I finally figured out the name of the guy in my speech class that reminds me so much of BJ. John. That is his name.
It’s already 6:04 and I need to go out to Kansas. I really don‘t want to but I need to do it tonight.
Oh, here is a couple funny stories. I messed up on what day I was supposed to go to the doctor, it was supposed to be tomorrow not today. So I went to karate with no answers and feeling like a bloody moron. Then I decided that I was feeling great which meant that it would be ok for me to do katas with the other black belts.
Big fucking mistake.
I ended up with my heart racing and pounding in my ears. I felt really light headed and dizzy. So I sat in the corner and prepared for the onslaught to my mind. Soon the headache set in reminding me that what I did was very stupid
Lesson learned? Ask the doctor first. Don’t keep doing katas when you feel funny. The mats are made for falling on, use them in case of emergency.
I forgot my other funny story. You will just have to figure it out on your own. Make one up. Here’s a cookie for the creative process.
I have my pc back in full working order and I could freaking hug it. I love the way the keyboard and the mouse feel like they were made just for me. I also think that I am the only one who like the keyboard. It makes me happy damn it. I cannot stand the little keys on the laptop, they drive me up the wall. Plus the laptop doesn’t have the numeric keypad. Ugh! I need that man. It keeps me sane in everyday life if I have the keypad. Anyway we are one happy computer and user again, so no problems. Plus it will be getting upgraded soon so that is even better. It just keeps thinking of happier days when I use it more often. And here they are.
Looking around at different internet services. I am currently using my sisters, but I am thinking about getting my road runner back and taking this computer to my room. Then I would have high speed blogging and FF in my room and I could do all my reports there too. Sounds like a perfect combination to me.
I should probably get to working on all those things that I need to get done. I will catch up with a little deeper entry later.
¶ 6:16 PM | Tell me about it |
I have so much that I still need to get done tonight, but I just want to stop and take a break for a minute.
I finished my speech today. That was a train wreck. I was doing pretty good until the teacher signaled me that I had about a minute left. At that point I completely forgot what I was talking about. I thought that I had lost my mind. Everyone told me that my speech went well, but I had little to no conclusion and my heart was racing so fast that I thought I was going to die. At least I finished it thought.
Still waiting to get that test back, maybe next time she will grade the freaking things rather then making us stay and lecturing for the last ten minutes of class. That way I do not have to sit around and be bored for 45 fucking minutes. Do I need to mention that I am still pissed about that one? Which brings me to the point that I want to go smack Ami’s teacher around just for thinking she can be a bitch to my sister. One overdue ass kicking coming up.
I applied for a job today. I am not talking about where or any of that crap. I am not even going to say that I hope I get it. Whatever happens, happens. I would like the job for the extra cash flow, but I am not in need of a job. So there. Oh, I also went and got a Hardee’s burger today. I did not go to the Hardee’s we went to last night because they suck. I went to the other one and there is a funny story behind that too. I left karate came home and then went back over to 152. While I was on 152 I almost passed Ron who had apparently taken his sweet time getting in his car after class. Whatever it made sense in my head.
I finally figured out the name of the guy in my speech class that reminds me so much of BJ. John. That is his name.
It’s already 6:04 and I need to go out to Kansas. I really don‘t want to but I need to do it tonight.
Oh, here is a couple funny stories. I messed up on what day I was supposed to go to the doctor, it was supposed to be tomorrow not today. So I went to karate with no answers and feeling like a bloody moron. Then I decided that I was feeling great which meant that it would be ok for me to do katas with the other black belts.
Big fucking mistake.
I ended up with my heart racing and pounding in my ears. I felt really light headed and dizzy. So I sat in the corner and prepared for the onslaught to my mind. Soon the headache set in reminding me that what I did was very stupid
Lesson learned? Ask the doctor first. Don’t keep doing katas when you feel funny. The mats are made for falling on, use them in case of emergency.
I forgot my other funny story. You will just have to figure it out on your own. Make one up. Here’s a cookie for the creative process.
I have my pc back in full working order and I could freaking hug it. I love the way the keyboard and the mouse feel like they were made just for me. I also think that I am the only one who like the keyboard. It makes me happy damn it. I cannot stand the little keys on the laptop, they drive me up the wall. Plus the laptop doesn’t have the numeric keypad. Ugh! I need that man. It keeps me sane in everyday life if I have the keypad. Anyway we are one happy computer and user again, so no problems. Plus it will be getting upgraded soon so that is even better. It just keeps thinking of happier days when I use it more often. And here they are.
Looking around at different internet services. I am currently using my sisters, but I am thinking about getting my road runner back and taking this computer to my room. Then I would have high speed blogging and FF in my room and I could do all my reports there too. Sounds like a perfect combination to me.
I should probably get to working on all those things that I need to get done. I will catch up with a little deeper entry later.
¶ 6:16 PM | Tell me about it |
You want me to do what?
I'm ready for this speech. Really I am.
Ok, how about I have everything ready for this speech but I am never going to be close to being ready to give the damn thing? Ok as long as we are all together on that one.
My only consilation for the whole thing? Next week I have no speech class. Which means I do not have to get up earlier than 10:45am unless I feel so inclined. I think that he should give me a freaking cookie too.
So far no one guessed about the numbers in my post a few days back. I still have a cookie for whoever guesses it. I may even send a virtual cookie to people I don't know so that they can participate.
For those wondering next to the comments field is a linky to email me. So feel free on that one.
I'll write more tonight. Promise.
¶ 9:00 AM | Tell me about it |
I'm ready for this speech. Really I am.
Ok, how about I have everything ready for this speech but I am never going to be close to being ready to give the damn thing? Ok as long as we are all together on that one.
My only consilation for the whole thing? Next week I have no speech class. Which means I do not have to get up earlier than 10:45am unless I feel so inclined. I think that he should give me a freaking cookie too.
So far no one guessed about the numbers in my post a few days back. I still have a cookie for whoever guesses it. I may even send a virtual cookie to people I don't know so that they can participate.
For those wondering next to the comments field is a linky to email me. So feel free on that one.
I'll write more tonight. Promise.
¶ 9:00 AM | Tell me about it |
9.2.05
I have had a headache for most of the morning. Which is a fun thing to have when you are going to the bank and trying to get some business taken care of. Yeah, because it is so easy to talk about CD's, maturity, intrest and APY's when you cannot even get your eyes to focus. Luckily, I'm so damn smart *cough, cough* that I blew through the conversation and suprised the lady with the ease I had of the everything. After some papers and some account switching (damn it not another number to remember!) I was finally out of there and on my way back home to Advil bliss.
While checking my email and chatting with Cassie I received an IM that threw me. Across the room. It was from someone introducing themselves. It was a guy named Chris who was 26y/o and did martial arts. Blah blah blah. He would like to chat with me. I almost died laughing. Chris? 26 y/o? Martial arts? I didn't respond, because I hate getting the nasty emails and IM's when I tell them that I am not single or looking. Apparently they believe everything that they read. They probably believe polititians.
I sat down with the laptop and the PC today. We think that it is time to update the PC a little. The laptop was a little pissy at first but it gave in after awhile when it relized how old the PC was. So now I just need to commit to what I promised. Yeah, right. Commit to doing something.
Ooo! Fun thought. I'm off to play.
¶ 4:56 PM | Tell me about it |
8.2.05
What an excellent day for an exorcism
I really didn’t want to get up and go to class this morning. I was having this wonderful dream about sleeping next to something that just radiated heat like the sun. Soft and warm...then suddenly my alarm went psychotic. I’m not sure what happened because it wasn’t the alarm so I just unplugged it. I wanted to go back to sleep with the warmth, but the only warmth I was getting from my blanket which wasn’t much. I decided in the end to get my but moving and go to school. I went to class today just thinking of all the snow that would fall tonight. It kept me slightly happy, the fact that it has to be cold to snow kept me slightly sad. It made little spots on my coat too. Damn it...
So what happened today? I spent most of my speech class playing on the computer. It is what we were supposed to do. I mean not the writing mail and commenting on people’s blogs. That was just an added bonus. It also gave me a nice persuasive argument, but I could not find anything on the topic in the database. I strike out again. Then I went to my Soc class. That was craptacular. She wanted us to take the test and then stay after we finished so that she could lecture. I fucking sat there for 45 minutes. We were not allowed to talk or to leave the room (not even for the bathroom). So I had to sit there and try and make up something to do. I thought about writing a letter to Cassie but then I would have to mail it to her and I dunno. I started one and I might finish it and send it someday.
I have a secret confession to make, I did not watch the superbowl.
Oh yeah, back to my day. I went to karate in the freaking snow. I was cold. Karate went pretty smooth until I nearly had a fight with Ron. The wanker wouldn’t let me demonstrate mat techniques. We were about three seconds from a cat fight because he and I are both very stubborn, but Ryan offered to step in for my sick self...if it wouldn’t piss me off. Not that they weren’t already taking bets on who would win the fight. So I guess Ron is now my...I don’t know what you call him, pain in the ass? He was right that I shouldn’t be out working on the mats, but he embarrassed the crap out of me.
Then I went to find my car under the sheet of snow. Went to the doctors office. Fish tailed my car a lot and watched people wreck right and left. I then decided that all my other plans for the day were cancelled and came home.
I’ve made dinner now, spaghetti with brownies for desert. We all enjoyed the warm meal away from all the snow.
I’m still a little creeped out by the kid with six toes. Oh! The Grand Master saw a thunderbird on the side of the road and thought it was mine so he gave me a ring to see if I made it home safely yet or not. He was going to go help if it was me. *sniffles* Awww! I guess he does like me.
¶ 10:20 PM | Tell me about it |
I really didn’t want to get up and go to class this morning. I was having this wonderful dream about sleeping next to something that just radiated heat like the sun. Soft and warm...then suddenly my alarm went psychotic. I’m not sure what happened because it wasn’t the alarm so I just unplugged it. I wanted to go back to sleep with the warmth, but the only warmth I was getting from my blanket which wasn’t much. I decided in the end to get my but moving and go to school. I went to class today just thinking of all the snow that would fall tonight. It kept me slightly happy, the fact that it has to be cold to snow kept me slightly sad. It made little spots on my coat too. Damn it...
So what happened today? I spent most of my speech class playing on the computer. It is what we were supposed to do. I mean not the writing mail and commenting on people’s blogs. That was just an added bonus. It also gave me a nice persuasive argument, but I could not find anything on the topic in the database. I strike out again. Then I went to my Soc class. That was craptacular. She wanted us to take the test and then stay after we finished so that she could lecture. I fucking sat there for 45 minutes. We were not allowed to talk or to leave the room (not even for the bathroom). So I had to sit there and try and make up something to do. I thought about writing a letter to Cassie but then I would have to mail it to her and I dunno. I started one and I might finish it and send it someday.
I have a secret confession to make, I did not watch the superbowl.
Oh yeah, back to my day. I went to karate in the freaking snow. I was cold. Karate went pretty smooth until I nearly had a fight with Ron. The wanker wouldn’t let me demonstrate mat techniques. We were about three seconds from a cat fight because he and I are both very stubborn, but Ryan offered to step in for my sick self...if it wouldn’t piss me off. Not that they weren’t already taking bets on who would win the fight. So I guess Ron is now my...I don’t know what you call him, pain in the ass? He was right that I shouldn’t be out working on the mats, but he embarrassed the crap out of me.
Then I went to find my car under the sheet of snow. Went to the doctors office. Fish tailed my car a lot and watched people wreck right and left. I then decided that all my other plans for the day were cancelled and came home.
I’ve made dinner now, spaghetti with brownies for desert. We all enjoyed the warm meal away from all the snow.
I’m still a little creeped out by the kid with six toes. Oh! The Grand Master saw a thunderbird on the side of the road and thought it was mine so he gave me a ring to see if I made it home safely yet or not. He was going to go help if it was me. *sniffles* Awww! I guess he does like me.
¶ 10:20 PM | Tell me about it |
Quickie
It's snowing already. Nothing major, I just hope it keeps going. Squee!
¶ 9:04 AM | Tell me about it |
It's snowing already. Nothing major, I just hope it keeps going. Squee!
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7.2.05
I could have it all
I have had to spend the last couple minutes putting my blog back together. A good portion of code turned up missing today. Will wonders never cease?
I killed street lights on opposite sides of the road simultaneously tonight. I killed two pairs of two. Plus there were three others earlier on which gave me a total of seven. I also killed my car three times today. This amuses me and if a friend can guess why these numbers amuse me, there is a cookie in it for you.
I installed windows in the house today. Who would have guessed that I could do them on my own and not screw them up completely? They ended up being very nicely done. Went pretty well with my paint job too. *smug look* Although once again I got white paint in my hair. I swear my hair picks up any hitchhiker on the road. I need to tell it the dangers of this action again, but I fear it will continue to ignore me.
I really need to go do some studying. I really just don’t want too.
It’s a complicated explanation behind all this weird behavior I have exhibited the past couple of weeks. Too complicated to get into here.
Anyone want to take a sociology test for me? I’ll give you a cookie? Damn.
¶ 9:02 PM | Tell me about it |
I have had to spend the last couple minutes putting my blog back together. A good portion of code turned up missing today. Will wonders never cease?
I killed street lights on opposite sides of the road simultaneously tonight. I killed two pairs of two. Plus there were three others earlier on which gave me a total of seven. I also killed my car three times today. This amuses me and if a friend can guess why these numbers amuse me, there is a cookie in it for you.
I installed windows in the house today. Who would have guessed that I could do them on my own and not screw them up completely? They ended up being very nicely done. Went pretty well with my paint job too. *smug look* Although once again I got white paint in my hair. I swear my hair picks up any hitchhiker on the road. I need to tell it the dangers of this action again, but I fear it will continue to ignore me.
I really need to go do some studying. I really just don’t want too.
It’s a complicated explanation behind all this weird behavior I have exhibited the past couple of weeks. Too complicated to get into here.
Anyone want to take a sociology test for me? I’ll give you a cookie? Damn.
¶ 9:02 PM | Tell me about it |
Nothing in life is ever free
I finished reading Digital Fortress. It was not very good. Before I was through the first hundred pages I already had the mystery unraveled. So I waited it out in anticipation that I would be wrong. No such luck. I was bored all the way through the first three hundred pages. Seems I am just hard to please.
I finished all that crazy homework I was talking about, funny thing is I made a huge mistake. Luckily it was in my favor. I am now ahead on my homework and chapter reading. Yay! Now I need to work on some questions and make sure I am prepared for that test tomorrow. Now that is going to be fun. The teacher has cut lectures short and I know more about her family than about sociology from her teaching yet I have a test tomorrow. Thankfully it is half multiple choice, half short answer. She said that she will be pulling a couple questions directly from the text to “reward those people who read their book.” Bullshit lady, it’s just to punish us poor saps who don’t read that book that you are so in love with. Possibly even those of us with bad memories. She told the class that she loves to take questions from the little boxes in the margins. I’m thinking of a word and it isn’t very nice.We also have to read a newspaper article that she will provide and answer questions on it.
In other news, my father is still not talking to me and there maybe a possibility that he broke his ankle. How grand is that? If I get out of this freaking test early I will more than likely go over to help him so that his happy ass won’t be working in the cold with a broken ankle. The man is crazy.
¶ 5:06 PM | Tell me about it |
I finished reading Digital Fortress. It was not very good. Before I was through the first hundred pages I already had the mystery unraveled. So I waited it out in anticipation that I would be wrong. No such luck. I was bored all the way through the first three hundred pages. Seems I am just hard to please.
I finished all that crazy homework I was talking about, funny thing is I made a huge mistake. Luckily it was in my favor. I am now ahead on my homework and chapter reading. Yay! Now I need to work on some questions and make sure I am prepared for that test tomorrow. Now that is going to be fun. The teacher has cut lectures short and I know more about her family than about sociology from her teaching yet I have a test tomorrow. Thankfully it is half multiple choice, half short answer. She said that she will be pulling a couple questions directly from the text to “reward those people who read their book.” Bullshit lady, it’s just to punish us poor saps who don’t read that book that you are so in love with. Possibly even those of us with bad memories. She told the class that she loves to take questions from the little boxes in the margins. I’m thinking of a word and it isn’t very nice.We also have to read a newspaper article that she will provide and answer questions on it.
In other news, my father is still not talking to me and there maybe a possibility that he broke his ankle. How grand is that? If I get out of this freaking test early I will more than likely go over to help him so that his happy ass won’t be working in the cold with a broken ankle. The man is crazy.
¶ 5:06 PM | Tell me about it |
Cinnamon
My car is currently covered in a thin layer of ice. I thought that maybe it was just the rain so I figured everything would be ok. Nope. I now have the choice of deicing my car by hand or letting it warm up and then hoping that the windshield wipers will work. Fun times! At least I got that homework done already. Two chapters and two chapter reports in under an hour. I feel so proud, or something.
I really just did not want to get up today. Pinched nerve in my back woke me up somewhere around seven again. I finally gave up on going back to sleep and took a shower before making some french toast for breakfast. Now, I just have to make it down to class and not kill myself.
I guess I will go scrape my car off. Where did my warm weather go? I can still hear the bell...
¶ 11:06 AM | Tell me about it |
My car is currently covered in a thin layer of ice. I thought that maybe it was just the rain so I figured everything would be ok. Nope. I now have the choice of deicing my car by hand or letting it warm up and then hoping that the windshield wipers will work. Fun times! At least I got that homework done already. Two chapters and two chapter reports in under an hour. I feel so proud, or something.
I really just did not want to get up today. Pinched nerve in my back woke me up somewhere around seven again. I finally gave up on going back to sleep and took a shower before making some french toast for breakfast. Now, I just have to make it down to class and not kill myself.
I guess I will go scrape my car off. Where did my warm weather go? I can still hear the bell...
¶ 11:06 AM | Tell me about it |
6.2.05
Ink smeared fingers
So the accumulation of this week into this weekend has been a total of nothing. I have some homework I will do tonight. More than likely last minute the day I need it turned in. Not that it really matters.
I was chauffeur to my mother for most of the day today because she was in town. I didn’t really mind much because it got me out of the house. Why, you ask me. It’s a long story. Let me just say that my father has become pissed off at me because of recent events and has taken to ignoring my existence. Petty, it seems to me and only proves my point in the end. No matter though. I don’t plan to hang around here any longer than necessary.
You know I have always wanted to get out of here. I am sure people can tell tales of how I was always planning on going somewhere, anywhere but here. The thing that has always held me back is, how could I leave my family, friends and everything I know behind? Yet it has come to my attention that while I value those things, I may value them more than they value me. I remember Ami getting upset when I talked of leaving, which gave me a reason to stay. I don’t have that now. I am not saying that is the only reason to stay or leave, it is simply one example of many. This sickness has set back my plans slightly, but in the end setbacks are common and I must accept that things will not always go as planned. I will however, continue on the path I have started. Nothing stands in my way.
I read Angels and Demons today. I talked about it so much that my mother bought me my own copy and I finished it rather quickly. I am thinking about reading Digital Fortress next, because I own that also and it seems I should keep with the theme before I switch over. I also found a couple other books that have piqued my interest. One is a work on Dante and the other is Wicked, which was suggested to me. I will more than likely acquire them next. I will also have to buy or build myself a new bookshelf. I like the idea of building my own.
So many things on my mind, things that I really cannot type up here.
¶ 8:47 PM | Tell me about it |
So the accumulation of this week into this weekend has been a total of nothing. I have some homework I will do tonight. More than likely last minute the day I need it turned in. Not that it really matters.
I was chauffeur to my mother for most of the day today because she was in town. I didn’t really mind much because it got me out of the house. Why, you ask me. It’s a long story. Let me just say that my father has become pissed off at me because of recent events and has taken to ignoring my existence. Petty, it seems to me and only proves my point in the end. No matter though. I don’t plan to hang around here any longer than necessary.
You know I have always wanted to get out of here. I am sure people can tell tales of how I was always planning on going somewhere, anywhere but here. The thing that has always held me back is, how could I leave my family, friends and everything I know behind? Yet it has come to my attention that while I value those things, I may value them more than they value me. I remember Ami getting upset when I talked of leaving, which gave me a reason to stay. I don’t have that now. I am not saying that is the only reason to stay or leave, it is simply one example of many. This sickness has set back my plans slightly, but in the end setbacks are common and I must accept that things will not always go as planned. I will however, continue on the path I have started. Nothing stands in my way.
I read Angels and Demons today. I talked about it so much that my mother bought me my own copy and I finished it rather quickly. I am thinking about reading Digital Fortress next, because I own that also and it seems I should keep with the theme before I switch over. I also found a couple other books that have piqued my interest. One is a work on Dante and the other is Wicked, which was suggested to me. I will more than likely acquire them next. I will also have to buy or build myself a new bookshelf. I like the idea of building my own.
So many things on my mind, things that I really cannot type up here.
¶ 8:47 PM | Tell me about it |
4.2.05
Silk
Mmmm. Thoughts? Went to class today. That was interesting.
Wait, before that I spent the morning talking with the Grand Master. Have the answers to the questions I wanted. That works out great. Then I went to class. I’m not sure if SiJo was just being nice or what, but he told me it was great if I could come and help out the under belts. So I did. Actually I sat around and watched Marc try and figure out what the white belts knew. Jeremiah tried to help him. It was amusing. Anyway, I pretty much helped tell Marc what to do and sat around until Ron showed up. Class was pretty much over when he showed up and I felt, ummm... awful, because he had called me and asked if class was still going and it wasn’t by the time he arrived. Anyway, when Ron showed up he asked me to talk him through katas. Well, that was a joke. I just cannot talk anyone through anything, so I ended up going through the moves with him. It was laughable because I was not putting any effort into doing the moves. Haha. So after awhile I left him to do the katas on his own and I watched Akane and Crissy.
You know, I have nothing great to talk about and I am tired again(didn’t I just get up?) So Sleeps now.
¶ 10:47 PM | Tell me about it |
Mmmm. Thoughts? Went to class today. That was interesting.
Wait, before that I spent the morning talking with the Grand Master. Have the answers to the questions I wanted. That works out great. Then I went to class. I’m not sure if SiJo was just being nice or what, but he told me it was great if I could come and help out the under belts. So I did. Actually I sat around and watched Marc try and figure out what the white belts knew. Jeremiah tried to help him. It was amusing. Anyway, I pretty much helped tell Marc what to do and sat around until Ron showed up. Class was pretty much over when he showed up and I felt, ummm... awful, because he had called me and asked if class was still going and it wasn’t by the time he arrived. Anyway, when Ron showed up he asked me to talk him through katas. Well, that was a joke. I just cannot talk anyone through anything, so I ended up going through the moves with him. It was laughable because I was not putting any effort into doing the moves. Haha. So after awhile I left him to do the katas on his own and I watched Akane and Crissy.
You know, I have nothing great to talk about and I am tired again(didn’t I just get up?) So Sleeps now.
¶ 10:47 PM | Tell me about it |
This is just appalling.
(CNN) -- A manhunt has been launched in Florida for a couple accused of torturing five of seven children in their home, including pulling out their toenails with pliers and keeping them so malnourished that they "looked like pictures from Auschwitz," authorities said Thursday.
Citrus County Sheriff's spokeswoman Gail Tierney said an arrest warrant was issued for John Dollar, 58, and his wife, Linda, 51 -- each of whom face one count of "aggravated child abuse/torture" for all five children.
The Dollars were the legal guardians of all seven children, although they were not their biological parents, Tierney said. She said the other two children were said to be "favorites" of the Dollars, and were spared their alleged abuse.
The case came to authorities' attention two weeks ago, when a 16-year-old was transported from the family home in Beverly Hills, Florida, to a local hospital. The boy was bleeding from a laceration on his head and there were red marks on his neck. He weighed just 59 pounds, Tierney said.
"That was just the start of the alarming parts of this case," she told CNN in a telephone interview.
Authorities went to the home and interviewed the rest of the children, including two twin 14-year-old boys who were so malnourished they weighed a mere 36 and 38 pounds -- the weight of a typical 4-year-old.
"To look at the photos I saw, it was just extremely unnerving," Tierney said. "They looked like pictures from Auschwitz."
The Dollars are accused of forcing the five children -- who ranged in age from 12 to 16 -- to sleep in a closet in the master bedroom with a "wind chime affixed to the door so that the Dollars would know if they tried to get out of the closet," Tierney said.
In addition, they are accused of using a cattle prod or some sort of stun gun to shock the children, bonding them to certain spots in the house with chains, striking their feet with hammers and pulling the children's toenails out with pliers.
"There was evidence of damage or missing toenails of these children," Tierney said.
She said it also appeared as if the Dollars tried to keep them inside the home as much as possible, and each child was home-schooled.
In the incident two weeks ago, on Jan. 21, Linda Dollar was out shopping when the 16-year-old boy was injured. John Dollar was home.
Tierney said investigators believe the husband grabbed the boy by his neck, raising him off his feet and then dropping him. The boy struck his head on a fireplace, causing the laceration to his head -- information that has been corroborated by the other children in the home, she said.
All seven children were removed from the home last Thursday and placed in the custody of the Department of Children and Families. The Dollars were to appear in court for a DCF hearing Monday. They never showed up.
Authorities believe they may be traveling in a 1996 black-and-gold Provost Marathon motor home with Florida tag number U06YAC. The couple may also be towing a 2000 gold-colored, 4-door Lexus with Florida tag number DH41D.
Authorities say anyone who sees the vehicle or vehicles should call 352-726-1121.
The couple moved to their Beverly Hills home last August from Hillsborough County, near Tampa. Before that, they lived in Tennessee with the seven children.
The children who were allegedly abused are a 16-year old boy; two twin 14-year-old boys; a 13-year-old girl; and a 12-year-old girl. The two who were not harmed were a 17-year-old girl and 14-year-old boy.
There is no evidence of sexual abuse, Tierney said.
¶ 8:28 AM | Tell me about it |
(CNN) -- A manhunt has been launched in Florida for a couple accused of torturing five of seven children in their home, including pulling out their toenails with pliers and keeping them so malnourished that they "looked like pictures from Auschwitz," authorities said Thursday.
Citrus County Sheriff's spokeswoman Gail Tierney said an arrest warrant was issued for John Dollar, 58, and his wife, Linda, 51 -- each of whom face one count of "aggravated child abuse/torture" for all five children.
The Dollars were the legal guardians of all seven children, although they were not their biological parents, Tierney said. She said the other two children were said to be "favorites" of the Dollars, and were spared their alleged abuse.
The case came to authorities' attention two weeks ago, when a 16-year-old was transported from the family home in Beverly Hills, Florida, to a local hospital. The boy was bleeding from a laceration on his head and there were red marks on his neck. He weighed just 59 pounds, Tierney said.
"That was just the start of the alarming parts of this case," she told CNN in a telephone interview.
Authorities went to the home and interviewed the rest of the children, including two twin 14-year-old boys who were so malnourished they weighed a mere 36 and 38 pounds -- the weight of a typical 4-year-old.
"To look at the photos I saw, it was just extremely unnerving," Tierney said. "They looked like pictures from Auschwitz."
The Dollars are accused of forcing the five children -- who ranged in age from 12 to 16 -- to sleep in a closet in the master bedroom with a "wind chime affixed to the door so that the Dollars would know if they tried to get out of the closet," Tierney said.
In addition, they are accused of using a cattle prod or some sort of stun gun to shock the children, bonding them to certain spots in the house with chains, striking their feet with hammers and pulling the children's toenails out with pliers.
"There was evidence of damage or missing toenails of these children," Tierney said.
She said it also appeared as if the Dollars tried to keep them inside the home as much as possible, and each child was home-schooled.
In the incident two weeks ago, on Jan. 21, Linda Dollar was out shopping when the 16-year-old boy was injured. John Dollar was home.
Tierney said investigators believe the husband grabbed the boy by his neck, raising him off his feet and then dropping him. The boy struck his head on a fireplace, causing the laceration to his head -- information that has been corroborated by the other children in the home, she said.
All seven children were removed from the home last Thursday and placed in the custody of the Department of Children and Families. The Dollars were to appear in court for a DCF hearing Monday. They never showed up.
Authorities believe they may be traveling in a 1996 black-and-gold Provost Marathon motor home with Florida tag number U06YAC. The couple may also be towing a 2000 gold-colored, 4-door Lexus with Florida tag number DH41D.
Authorities say anyone who sees the vehicle or vehicles should call 352-726-1121.
The couple moved to their Beverly Hills home last August from Hillsborough County, near Tampa. Before that, they lived in Tennessee with the seven children.
The children who were allegedly abused are a 16-year old boy; two twin 14-year-old boys; a 13-year-old girl; and a 12-year-old girl. The two who were not harmed were a 17-year-old girl and 14-year-old boy.
There is no evidence of sexual abuse, Tierney said.
¶ 8:28 AM | Tell me about it |
3.2.05
That isn't a very original sin
I think I need to start with an apology to Cassie. See, she said she would call me back and so I sat down with my phone to wait on the call. Big mistake. I have no idea if she called back or not, because I just woke up. So yeah.
I had a thought earlier today, the faith life seminar is supposed to be coming soon, or already happened. I really wanted to go to it. I cannot remember which weekend it was though. Also considering it is Thursday unless it starts next week, I am screwed. Oh, not to mention that whole falling asleep at odd times with no real control because of the exhaustion. I am sure you can see how driving to church and sitting through the service would not be good for me. I was going to ask Jeremiah about when it was, but I completely forgot to. I was just standing around in karate thinking to myself “just keep standing and everything will be fine”.
Which leads me into another thought. For all the people asking me which crazy frat boy I kissed to get sick, let me inform you what mono is. Infections Mononucleosis is simply what it looks like an infection that causes another infection that elevates the number mononuleite antibodies in the blood. You can check webMD and it will still give you a misconception label to mono. Anyway, these elevated levels of antibodies can come from many different places. One can have Epstein-Barr Virus, Hepatitis B, some cancers and a few others and this will also cause the elevated antibodies in the system and therefor you have mono. Simply what this is: the antibodies cannot fight off the secondary infection fast enough. That is why there is no antibiotic that cures mono. It takes weeks to get over and can sometimes take over a month. I originally got sick about 4 to 6 months ago. The mono did not start to show up until late December. It became full blown about three weeks ago. This is not something I “just got” I have had it for quite a while.
I am a classic case for the symptoms:
High fever
Chills
Sore throat
Swollen tonsils
Swollen lymph nodes esp. those in the neck
Aches
Fatigue and lack of energy
Pain in the abdomen caused by an enlarged spleen
The only things that can be done for this is sometimes they can give steroids to make the swollen tonsils go down if the case is so bad that the person cannot breathe or swallow. In my case this is an option if my tonsils do not go down within a weeks time. This is a last resort for most doctors because for the most part they do not know why the steroids work, they just do. They can also give a topical pain reliever that you can gargle to help with the sore throat. I don’t recommend this because the stuff tastes like bile. Literally.
Now, all that being said, there is a disease that is caused by Epstein-Barr Virus that is called mono and is commonly known as the “kissing disease.” This is passed on through mucus and saliva of a person who has mono or Epstein-Barr. This is the type of mono that you can only get once because it is directly linked to Epstein-Barr. And I have had mono before neither times has it been from the Epstein-Barr virus. I simply have a low immune system for a childhood disease that causes my body to be unable to fight off illnesses as well as the common person would. So it is easier for me to have something small become something big like it has done now.
So you can stop with the wicked fantasies of me making out with frat boys. I’m innocent of all charges. Call my doctor if you don’t believe me. Or ask Judy...she freaking loves to talk about all that stuff she learned in nursing school. >.< Be warned though, she’ll drive you barking mad. O.o’
Other things. I have lost my voice again. It makes me feel....pitiful.
It also makes me feel like I should not be a martial artist. I cried when I talked to my dad about this the other day. Literally cried. I am always sick, broken, or trying so hard to get my school work done that the martial arts usually have to take the passengers seat. I feel like the Grandmaster is very upset with my low immune system and my failure to protect myself. I mean really, I did maybe twenty kicks today and wore myself out. Why? Because once again I am sick. It really drives me crazy.
I wish I could get an honest opinion on this one from the Grand Master, but he sugar coats everything. I think that the only people who know the Grand Master and would truly be willing to share what he might really think, would be Brock and Jeremiah because they are like the left and right hand of the Grand Master. Wait, doesn’t he say Linda is his right hand? Nick is mini-Grand Master. Ok, so maybe they can only be feet, but feet are still very important.
This metaphor sucks, but I am sure you get the idea. Then again maybe not, that was a jumble of crap.
I’m tired, hungry, and sick. Please forgive me the sin of this entry. It is totally unedited. And alas, there will be more later.
¶ 9:22 PM | Tell me about it |
I think I need to start with an apology to Cassie. See, she said she would call me back and so I sat down with my phone to wait on the call. Big mistake. I have no idea if she called back or not, because I just woke up. So yeah.
I had a thought earlier today, the faith life seminar is supposed to be coming soon, or already happened. I really wanted to go to it. I cannot remember which weekend it was though. Also considering it is Thursday unless it starts next week, I am screwed. Oh, not to mention that whole falling asleep at odd times with no real control because of the exhaustion. I am sure you can see how driving to church and sitting through the service would not be good for me. I was going to ask Jeremiah about when it was, but I completely forgot to. I was just standing around in karate thinking to myself “just keep standing and everything will be fine”.
Which leads me into another thought. For all the people asking me which crazy frat boy I kissed to get sick, let me inform you what mono is. Infections Mononucleosis is simply what it looks like an infection that causes another infection that elevates the number mononuleite antibodies in the blood. You can check webMD and it will still give you a misconception label to mono. Anyway, these elevated levels of antibodies can come from many different places. One can have Epstein-Barr Virus, Hepatitis B, some cancers and a few others and this will also cause the elevated antibodies in the system and therefor you have mono. Simply what this is: the antibodies cannot fight off the secondary infection fast enough. That is why there is no antibiotic that cures mono. It takes weeks to get over and can sometimes take over a month. I originally got sick about 4 to 6 months ago. The mono did not start to show up until late December. It became full blown about three weeks ago. This is not something I “just got” I have had it for quite a while.
I am a classic case for the symptoms:
High fever
Chills
Sore throat
Swollen tonsils
Swollen lymph nodes esp. those in the neck
Aches
Fatigue and lack of energy
Pain in the abdomen caused by an enlarged spleen
The only things that can be done for this is sometimes they can give steroids to make the swollen tonsils go down if the case is so bad that the person cannot breathe or swallow. In my case this is an option if my tonsils do not go down within a weeks time. This is a last resort for most doctors because for the most part they do not know why the steroids work, they just do. They can also give a topical pain reliever that you can gargle to help with the sore throat. I don’t recommend this because the stuff tastes like bile. Literally.
Now, all that being said, there is a disease that is caused by Epstein-Barr Virus that is called mono and is commonly known as the “kissing disease.” This is passed on through mucus and saliva of a person who has mono or Epstein-Barr. This is the type of mono that you can only get once because it is directly linked to Epstein-Barr. And I have had mono before neither times has it been from the Epstein-Barr virus. I simply have a low immune system for a childhood disease that causes my body to be unable to fight off illnesses as well as the common person would. So it is easier for me to have something small become something big like it has done now.
So you can stop with the wicked fantasies of me making out with frat boys. I’m innocent of all charges. Call my doctor if you don’t believe me. Or ask Judy...she freaking loves to talk about all that stuff she learned in nursing school. >.< Be warned though, she’ll drive you barking mad. O.o’
Other things. I have lost my voice again. It makes me feel....pitiful.
It also makes me feel like I should not be a martial artist. I cried when I talked to my dad about this the other day. Literally cried. I am always sick, broken, or trying so hard to get my school work done that the martial arts usually have to take the passengers seat. I feel like the Grandmaster is very upset with my low immune system and my failure to protect myself. I mean really, I did maybe twenty kicks today and wore myself out. Why? Because once again I am sick. It really drives me crazy.
I wish I could get an honest opinion on this one from the Grand Master, but he sugar coats everything. I think that the only people who know the Grand Master and would truly be willing to share what he might really think, would be Brock and Jeremiah because they are like the left and right hand of the Grand Master. Wait, doesn’t he say Linda is his right hand? Nick is mini-Grand Master. Ok, so maybe they can only be feet, but feet are still very important.
This metaphor sucks, but I am sure you get the idea. Then again maybe not, that was a jumble of crap.
I’m tired, hungry, and sick. Please forgive me the sin of this entry. It is totally unedited. And alas, there will be more later.
¶ 9:22 PM | Tell me about it |
Help?
I was looking at my blog on another computer today and I saw that the text on the right column does not show up. Please let me know if this is true for you also. This is the first time that I have had that problem on another computer. Everything shows up really dark instead of shades of grey. Anyway, thanks for all your help!
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I was looking at my blog on another computer today and I saw that the text on the right column does not show up. Please let me know if this is true for you also. This is the first time that I have had that problem on another computer. Everything shows up really dark instead of shades of grey. Anyway, thanks for all your help!
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2.2.05
This is how we overcome
The cats have finally figured out the mechanics of the stairs. They were down playing under the deck, when I heard a terrible noise. I think something tried to attack them because they ran back up on the deck and Andy ran down to eat whatever had attacked his kittens. Apparently Andy also made a no running around in the backyard after dark rule after the incident because if they try to go down the steps he corrals them back into the condo. It’s cute really.
My mom called me to find out how I was doing. She was really worried about how sick I was. So I told her I was doing ok. Explained what happened at the doctors. Then she told me everything that I should do to get better and then asked me if I was planing on doing my normal martial arts routine. I told her that I really wanted to, but dad had said not to. Then my mom proceeded to tell me he was right. I think I have only heard her say that a few times in my life, and all of them have been times I wanted her to tell me he was just a blibbering idiot. Maybe this is just some kind of sign, you know? I mean I am always unable to train. Be it because I am sick, broken, or studying something always gets in the way. It really bothers me.
Something else that really bothers me is everyone talking about how my spleen could rupture. Not a big possibility at all, but still he has seen one case like that. That doesn’t bother me as much as the fact that I was sitting in the doctors office going, “Um...what the hell is my spleen again?” Total brain fart like never before. It took me almost ten minutes before my brain stopped stalling and finally turned over.
I still feel like an idiot though. How can I forget what my spleen is? It’s like that one time I forgot where I lived. I have lived in the same house for fourteen years for crying out loud. It’s not that difficult.
I’m so tired. My bed and I are not getting along right now though. I cannot help it, I just cannot sleep in my bed. I would much rather sleep on the couch. I’m not sure why, I just keep waking up every hour or so. Kitty insomnia at its best. It doesn’t help that the doctor and my dad were teaming up on me telling me that I need to sleep more. Well knock my ass out and I will.
Oooo, you know what. I am having myself some soup.
*title brought to you by the song that will not get out of my head*
¶ 10:34 PM | Tell me about it |
The cats have finally figured out the mechanics of the stairs. They were down playing under the deck, when I heard a terrible noise. I think something tried to attack them because they ran back up on the deck and Andy ran down to eat whatever had attacked his kittens. Apparently Andy also made a no running around in the backyard after dark rule after the incident because if they try to go down the steps he corrals them back into the condo. It’s cute really.
My mom called me to find out how I was doing. She was really worried about how sick I was. So I told her I was doing ok. Explained what happened at the doctors. Then she told me everything that I should do to get better and then asked me if I was planing on doing my normal martial arts routine. I told her that I really wanted to, but dad had said not to. Then my mom proceeded to tell me he was right. I think I have only heard her say that a few times in my life, and all of them have been times I wanted her to tell me he was just a blibbering idiot. Maybe this is just some kind of sign, you know? I mean I am always unable to train. Be it because I am sick, broken, or studying something always gets in the way. It really bothers me.
Something else that really bothers me is everyone talking about how my spleen could rupture. Not a big possibility at all, but still he has seen one case like that. That doesn’t bother me as much as the fact that I was sitting in the doctors office going, “Um...what the hell is my spleen again?” Total brain fart like never before. It took me almost ten minutes before my brain stopped stalling and finally turned over.
I still feel like an idiot though. How can I forget what my spleen is? It’s like that one time I forgot where I lived. I have lived in the same house for fourteen years for crying out loud. It’s not that difficult.
I’m so tired. My bed and I are not getting along right now though. I cannot help it, I just cannot sleep in my bed. I would much rather sleep on the couch. I’m not sure why, I just keep waking up every hour or so. Kitty insomnia at its best. It doesn’t help that the doctor and my dad were teaming up on me telling me that I need to sleep more. Well knock my ass out and I will.
Oooo, you know what. I am having myself some soup.
*title brought to you by the song that will not get out of my head*
¶ 10:34 PM | Tell me about it |
Do a little dance
That stuff the doctor gave me made it so that I can talk, a little, and that means I am in lots less pain. Squee!
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That stuff the doctor gave me made it so that I can talk, a little, and that means I am in lots less pain. Squee!
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King of the Blogs
Vote here for In the Outer because he is a nice bloke.
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Vote here for In the Outer because he is a nice bloke.
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Smite me oh mighty smiter.
Well, the doctor called and left a message today that I should come in at one. Peachy. I have class from noon to two. So I went to class, a little pissy because I have to go to the doctor tomorrow and miss karate because the appointment is during class. Then, five minutes before class starts, a woman puts a note on the door. Class is cancelled. DAMN! Waste of gas. Then it dawns on me, I can make it to the doctor. A few quick (yeah right, I can barely speak. The conversation was a lot of “what?!”) phone calls and I am on my way back home. Drive from PV to my house, under ten minutes. Superman couldn’t have made it that fast.
After much talking about the other doctor and quite a few glances at my throat to make sure that it really did look like that, we had a verdict. Mono. Which is funny, because you can only get mono once, and I have had it before. They are supposed to run a blood test, but the doctor said that since the strep test came back negative, that is the only other thing it could be. It said he would save me the trouble of the blood test. (In other words, we’re so happy that you didn’t clock the nurse on the strep test, we really don’t want to poke you with anything else. )
So what do they do for mono? Nothing! >.< You just have to wait it out. Though he said if there isn’t improvement in two weeks I should call him and they will shoot me. Not with a gun, moron.
Which means no tai chi or gung fu for fear of someone kicking me in my enlarged spleen and causing it to rupture. 1) I just invented new verbs and 2) this is so gross! That is why I am not in the medical field.
¶ 3:49 PM | Tell me about it |
Well, the doctor called and left a message today that I should come in at one. Peachy. I have class from noon to two. So I went to class, a little pissy because I have to go to the doctor tomorrow and miss karate because the appointment is during class. Then, five minutes before class starts, a woman puts a note on the door. Class is cancelled. DAMN! Waste of gas. Then it dawns on me, I can make it to the doctor. A few quick (yeah right, I can barely speak. The conversation was a lot of “what?!”) phone calls and I am on my way back home. Drive from PV to my house, under ten minutes. Superman couldn’t have made it that fast.
After much talking about the other doctor and quite a few glances at my throat to make sure that it really did look like that, we had a verdict. Mono. Which is funny, because you can only get mono once, and I have had it before. They are supposed to run a blood test, but the doctor said that since the strep test came back negative, that is the only other thing it could be. It said he would save me the trouble of the blood test. (In other words, we’re so happy that you didn’t clock the nurse on the strep test, we really don’t want to poke you with anything else. )
So what do they do for mono? Nothing! >.< You just have to wait it out. Though he said if there isn’t improvement in two weeks I should call him and they will shoot me. Not with a gun, moron.
Which means no tai chi or gung fu for fear of someone kicking me in my enlarged spleen and causing it to rupture. 1) I just invented new verbs and 2) this is so gross! That is why I am not in the medical field.
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Humor in times of darkness
50 most loathsome people
This is great if you read these comments along with it.
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50 most loathsome people
This is great if you read these comments along with it.
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