I seem to survive on soft drinks, lollipops and cigarettes. It's really cold out so I don't like eating a whole lot. If you painted the bark of a tree, like ALL of the bark, would it kill the tree? I want to paint a tree. I think we're leaving this dump on Friday. Wish me luck.

Fuck hole remains in jail for another 13 days. See you all in 2 weeks.

Went to the hospital again yesterday. I spent 6 or 7 hours in the worst pain I've ever felt. My head felt like it was being beat with a hammer. I got a CAT scan but I was told that I should really have an MRI when I get back to VT to check for brain aneurisms. Tomorrow is the day that Josh's fuck hole dad might get out of jail. Fingers crossed ( Read more... )

I've got a lot of stuff to get together in a short amount of time. Josh's dad stands a chance of getting out of jail on December 7th. I refuse to live here while he's here. The other side, however, is that I would not like Amber to be here when he is here. Josh could leave for Iraq any day now, but we never know when he'll leave. Should I just ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving was what it usually is... another holiday. That's it. I don't like holidays. In other news my cat got a scratch that has in a few hours swollen to the size of a golfball. Tomorrow I'll cut it open to drain it. Poor kitty.

I'm going to see this car Saturday! :) I think I'm going to get it!!!! A big purple bronco all of my own! http://forums.tccoa.com/vbpicgallery.php?do=big&p=305

Well, we're safe for the time being. I called the cops last night and they finally took Josh's dad to jail. This was after he stole some of my stuff and threatened to shoot me.

I need to get a winter car to drive back to VT. Who thinks I should trade my car for this one?
http://portland.craigslist.org/clc/car/481889832.html

I giggle at its massiveness!

Josh's dad has fucking lost it! This morning he realized that Jake had gotten a puppy and instead of calmly saying "You should have asked me before getting that" he decided to scream death threats. This was at 4 in the morning by the way so Josh and I both got up to get on Jakes side. He yelled and threatened and then he, himself, called the ( Read more... )

Josh came up with a beautiful metaphor today:
"I would rather run a gauntlet with huge swinging pendulum blades then go upstairs with my dad. I go upstairs to go poop and if he says 'hey come here I want to talk to you' it's kinda like 'ooh, I got stabbed.'"
Dealing with his father is like running through a gauntlet.