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7/28/2005
Well, here I am at home again, this time pouting.
I can't go anywhere. The internet is still fucked up and it will be until tomorrow evening when Len can come home and set it up. I'm stuck on my video game because Maclean was supposed to do the next part for me. I can't find the sharpener I use for my colored pencils, all the other pencil sharpeners I have lay them to waste. I don't even feel like reading and it's way too early to go to bed. TV is not an option, bor-ing! Except for maybe Forensic Files or Cold Case Files. Maybe I'll play a different video game.
At least if Maclean didn't go out 3 nights in a row I'd have some (adult) company. Maybe I can go to my mom's? Wonder if I should try the red car. I can probably make it to Mom's without overheating.
(Later...)
I didn't take the car. Instead, Violet and I took a walk to the mailbox to mail a postcard for Cayanne. Then we went to the snowball stand. I got a banana/vanilla milkshake and she got a choc/van swirl cone. So I got 30 minutes of exercise doing that. At least that's something.
Gaa. I wish I could use the internet, it drives me nuts when I don't have it. I'm typing this on Wordpad fer chrissake.
And you know what else? While I was in the hospital, Maclean got rid of our old, beat up couch in favor of a cleaner but smaller hand-me-down love seat. I have nothing against the chair or its origins, but I can't get comfortable on the thing. I can hardly get comfortable, period. It's probably not the chair.
...sigh...
At least tomorrrow I'll get my paperwork and finish my WIC registration. That'll take a while. My dad has to drive me to Security and Pasadena and then back. I don't think he's too psyched about it. Me neither, but it will pass the time. And we'll have a little help with food once I'm registered for WIC. It helped a lot last time. Boy am I bored, guess I'll play Final Fantasy some more.
Well, here I am at home again, this time pouting.
I can't go anywhere. The internet is still fucked up and it will be until tomorrow evening when Len can come home and set it up. I'm stuck on my video game because Maclean was supposed to do the next part for me. I can't find the sharpener I use for my colored pencils, all the other pencil sharpeners I have lay them to waste. I don't even feel like reading and it's way too early to go to bed. TV is not an option, bor-ing! Except for maybe Forensic Files or Cold Case Files. Maybe I'll play a different video game.
At least if Maclean didn't go out 3 nights in a row I'd have some (adult) company. Maybe I can go to my mom's? Wonder if I should try the red car. I can probably make it to Mom's without overheating.
(Later...)
I didn't take the car. Instead, Violet and I took a walk to the mailbox to mail a postcard for Cayanne. Then we went to the snowball stand. I got a banana/vanilla milkshake and she got a choc/van swirl cone. So I got 30 minutes of exercise doing that. At least that's something.
Gaa. I wish I could use the internet, it drives me nuts when I don't have it. I'm typing this on Wordpad fer chrissake.
And you know what else? While I was in the hospital, Maclean got rid of our old, beat up couch in favor of a cleaner but smaller hand-me-down love seat. I have nothing against the chair or its origins, but I can't get comfortable on the thing. I can hardly get comfortable, period. It's probably not the chair.
...sigh...
At least tomorrrow I'll get my paperwork and finish my WIC registration. That'll take a while. My dad has to drive me to Security and Pasadena and then back. I don't think he's too psyched about it. Me neither, but it will pass the time. And we'll have a little help with food once I'm registered for WIC. It helped a lot last time. Boy am I bored, guess I'll play Final Fantasy some more.