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And for legitimacy's sake...[EDIT 1]

I update-a my journal-a. ;-)

...through rivv and pianoscry as I was privy to watch their party last night via webcam. Yay! I know the top of CJ's head like the back of my own by now. Heh. A good time was had by all, but I finally grew weary of watching with no sound, and seeing lots of HUGE ACES wander in front of the cam. Heh :) IT'S TRUE...THE CAMERA ADDS 10 LBS. TO ALL OF US. YAY! So I'm gonna stay on cam 24/7 so that I'll give me the illusion of having that lil extra sompin' that I need. Or not.

The oil-bearing neighbor is still making his daily trip. Today, I watched him trim a tree down that was in his sidewalk's path. His attention to detail was interesting. I'd probably just duck. But not him. He broke the branch in half so that the path would be clear (probably outta consideration for all the old-timers who live and walk their dog-wanna-bes through our yards). I think he's a widower, and feel sorry for him. He's not that old, but not so young either. He seems to be wandering in a semi-state of life, which is sort of sad. But then, I'm sure if anyone watched me right now, they'd think the same thing, if not worse. So does that mean that I shouldn't feel sorry for him? I think men have a much rougher time living alone than WE do. As an 'experienced ex-wife' I can honestly say that when in marriage, we girls tend to act like girls. We'll fetch you something to drink, cook, do the laundry, clean the house. And why? Because guys don't do it right. EVER. With the exception of wbahner, I'm convinced that the very very small 'cleaning/nesting' participle in a man's brain is not even discernable under a high-powered microscope. Poor things. Thus, I feel sorry for this guy, even though *my* life is more pathetic. I think men are more creatures of habit than we are. That would explain why THEY will remain in unhappy marriages (albeit in pursuit of a gf or a quick score to reaffirm their manhood) longer than we will. I'm just sayin'...I've predicted divorces so many times (all of which came true) that I'm sure THIS hypothesis isn't much different. Then again, I think too much about things I shouldn't. Or maybe not. I would like to say for the record that men do us a huge disservice by staying in a loveless marriage. SERIOUSLY. Get out. We really don't want or need our children looking at a loveless marriage and growing up thinking "ugh...THIS is what marriage is all about; no hand-holding, no romantic good-bye, and have a nice-day kisses, no secret laughter...I want no part of it." K will NEVER EVER say that about me. I decided that a few years' ago. Nor will she say "my mom had 5732485797 boyfriends throughout my childhood." K doesn't MEET anyone who I feel won't be in my life 10 years' from now in some shape, form or fashion. It's bad form. In fact, she tries to hook me up, which is frightening. Gotta love it. I explain that I'm happy with or without, and that every woman should be. Orrrr something. Of course, THIS could be construed as dysfunctional, too, but at least I'm doing it SOLO. Ha.

And of course the replacement neighbors are moving in
Egads. MORE MEN. WHYYYYYYYYY? We have enough boys already *picks up rocks from garden, starts throwing them* That's just GREAT. With every new boy/man that moves in, it detracts another day away from the pool for me and/or K/friends. GrrRRr. As long as none of 'em take my parking space, I'll be satisfied. There's that.

Mkay, I'm gonna end this seemingly obligatory entry in pursuit of yet another movie I've seen countless times. My back is KILLING ME. I NEED A SERIOUS, DEEP-TISSUE RUB. RUBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB! Any/All hands welcome at this point. :-P

I can't believe I used the word "bereft" in my previous entry. I need a good slappin' around, I think.

This is SICKENING...I don't EVERRRRRR wanna hear about how *I* am too thin everrrrrrrr again (and by God, I'll post pics of my body iffn I do hear about it):


( 25 whispered — Whisper to me )
Apr. 17th, 2004 03:18 pm (UTC)
oh good lord...that's....just...gross.
Apr. 17th, 2004 03:23 pm (UTC)
And I'm SOOOO not that thin. GrrRRr. So any more anorexic/Ethiopian jokes, and I swear I'll post scantily clad pics of MY WHOLE BODY up all in this journal. Heh.

GERROOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. She's just NASTY. And those fake boobs REALLY make her look...off balance. HOW DOES SOMEONE GET THAT THIN??? And WHYYYYYYYYYY????????? What message is this sending to our little girls?! Ugh. I'm sick, seriously. This picture makes. me. sick.
Apr. 19th, 2004 08:10 am (UTC)
Hmmm... **grins wickedly** how many jokes would this take for you to post those pics?
Apr. 19th, 2004 08:12 am (UTC)
Hahaha. I'd hafta take 'em first. :P LOL
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:07 pm (UTC)
I kept staring at thatpicture thinking maybe it was an angle thing or lighting or something. But those arms are creeping me out. And the fake boobs do look ridiculous on her.
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:24 pm (UTC)
Nope. She's just that freakin' emaciated. OMG. And to think some chicks WANT TO BE like this?! I don't GET ITTTTTTTT. Ugh.

I've gotta say, I was MUCH HAPPIER when I weighed 160 than I am now at 115 (or so). So that's that. But THIS chick is just nasty.

I take it back; I WAS that thin after I was hit by the car; but ONLY because they wouldn't let me eat for two months (head injury). And even THEN, I was on an I.V., which makes me wonder HOW she whittled her body away like that?? *I* was literally starved to death because the doctors were afraid of internal injuries (what they did and didn't know); but SHE has zero excuse.

Anyway, nasty. Thought I'd throw her out there, just for the ones who wanna lose weight or think I'M too thin. Eep.
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:28 pm (UTC)
Re: Ugh.
Did you get that white food in a bag through the IV? That was weird. It was like they were pumping milk right into my vein. :-)

I imagine to get that thin, she had to be doing some drugs or something.
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:30 pm (UTC)
Re: Ugh.
Drugs, binging/purging, if not anorexic (or all of the aforementioned).

Yep, I had the milk in a bag, along with clear fluids. They did let me have ice chips (but very rarely) throughout each day. When they FINALLY allowed me to eat, I threw it up. It took me about...hm, a month to get used to eating again. Did you go through that after your surgery?
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:32 pm (UTC)
Re: Ugh.
Ya. not a whole month though. It was so awesome to actually eat without pain once i was healed up.....pretty quick I was pigging out. ;-)
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:35 pm (UTC)
Re: Ugh.
It was almost two months for me. Did you not get REALLY sick when you tried to eat at first? OMG. I immediately threw it up.

I remember watching television commercials (was in traction for the first three months) featuring Dinty Moore Beef Stew and Nestle's Crunch Bars; and that's ALL I WANTED. So when they finally said I could eat, my first ex brought it to the hospital.

To this DAY, I can't eat Dinty Moore Beef Stew. UGH. *shivers* Especially anything with preserved carrots in it. Heh.
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:50 pm (UTC)
Re: Ugh.
Not once I was better. I couldn't eat anything no matte rhow hard I tried before they cut me open. Then after, I was so sore. I don't remember how long it was from the surgery until i started eating solid food. Maybe a month. I don't try to think about it much. :-)
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:52 pm (UTC)
Re: Ugh.
I don't think about that year, either unless something jolts me back into it (i.e., this pic, and my losing all that weight/atrophying). Ughhhh. Then again, I learned from the experience, and was able to finish school as an in-patient so it wasn't a waste of time.
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:11 pm (UTC)
She really is just a clothing rack now.

So glad you caught a glimpse! It was pretty low-key. I was DRUNKL.
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:21 pm (UTC)
DrunkL? Heh.
Yash, I heard you guys had fun :-D Low key and whatnot :) I'm glad you're not feeling wretched today!! :)
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:12 pm (UTC)
are those fake boobs are did they draw clevage on her???

omg, barf.
give her a damn steak!
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:20 pm (UTC)
They've GOTTA be fake; breasteses are, after all, fat. SHE'S SOOO GROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! EW. I don't think I've been THAT thin since the fifth grade (and um, I had NO breasteses then, either).

Nasty. All the more reason to keep eating gallons of sherbet :-D Heh.
Apr. 17th, 2004 04:46 pm (UTC)
P.S. and unrelated
I tried to respond to your yernal, but it kept giving me "Error: Website Not Responding." GRR.

Golden Seal (root?) (or something similarly named) will do it within a couple of days. OR get someone's and bring it with you (but be careful, keep it next to your body; some actually test the temperature of it). Good luck.

If it was me? I'd just tell them what happened. Seriously. :/ I knows ya don't wanna hear that, tho.
Apr. 18th, 2004 05:39 am (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
what does Goldenseal do? I have a big bottle in my medicine cabinet and I don't know why
Apr. 18th, 2004 07:59 am (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
Ahahahaa!!! Is it Dale's? LOLOL!!! Ask him. I bet he knows *smirks* *laughs*

(I was gonna kill this comment, but since she didn't object, I left it up.) :-D
Apr. 18th, 2004 03:53 pm (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
Actually, it was my Dad's, when I moved outta his place I just emptied the medicine cabinet and took it.
Apr. 18th, 2004 03:54 pm (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
Hehehe. No comment :D LOL!
Apr. 18th, 2004 04:12 pm (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
Guess I'm gonna have to look it up since I STILL don't know what it's for!
Apr. 18th, 2004 04:20 pm (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
Er...it cleans the system. *nudge*
Apr. 18th, 2004 04:31 pm (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
Ahhh, well, like father like daughter!
Apr. 18th, 2004 04:32 pm (UTC)
Re: P.S. and unrelated
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