Wednesday, Apr. 17, 2002 – 6:21 pm
Once again, life has not been the most exciting thing in the world. I’m SOO tired right now. Too much sun and not enough sleep. Although I do feel that I am beginning to form some color on my body. Tomorrow is the last day to frolic in sunshine, so I think I will go to Mack Park and indulge in some rays. I got a little bit red today, but just my arms. I will wear some sunscreen tomorrow.
Yesterday I sat in the sun for a portion of the day, my ugly neighbor, who I seriously thought was retarded decided to strike up a conversation with me. She is actually very nice, but I think she is one of those people who will try to take over your life if you are too nice to them. She is beginning to remind me of Ron Liston, for those of you who don’t know Ron …. Ron rented an apartment from my parents, and the apartments happen to be right behind our house. Well Ron decided to reside on our front porch rather than his apartment. He was also a major freak, and he could be found sitting on our front porch 23 out of 24 hours of the day. He also began to use our yard as a used bicycle shop.
After sunshine I decided it was time to do some serious paper writing. I was getting all into it, and I had 5 word documents up, because I was copying and pasting stuff to print out, and then DEATH — the AntiChrist rose and destroyed my life. It was very ironic, that just as I was about to print my 5 unsaved word documents that I had spent about an hour copying and pasting pertinent information to, that Evil amongst all Evils decided to host a black-out party. And Microsoft Word should really prepare for instances such as this …. currently Word only auto-recovers a maximum of 2 documents.
So I sat on my porch and watched people kill each other at the 4 dead-light intersection. I was sure someone was going to wreck, and I would have to run to the rescue and perform emergency CPR. I was thinking of how famous I could become, if I inserted a straw into someone and brought them back to life. If you ever saw Nurse Betty you would know what I am talking about ….. and if you haven’t seen it, watch it!
I watched the Osbournes at Brian’s, and that was about all the time I spent there. I ventured back home to work on my term paper, and about about 2am, I became deliriuos, and began subtitling my sections with song titles such as “Should I Stay or Should I Go” and “So Happy together, so How is the Weather”. I decided that it was time to seriously let my brain die. So I went to bed.
Today was not much more exciting. I went to class, then I sat in the sun some more. Neighbor girl came and talked to me about needing money to get her driver’s permit, and trying to make dinner for her and her boyfriend with only some sauce and meat, and a little bit of noodles. That is all the food she has. I don’t know why I feel bad for her. I have less food. I can tell you exactly what is in my apartment. Pasta, sauce, Smack, really old cheese crackers, butter, kaluha creamer, coffee, and old celery. YUMMMY!
Around 3:30, Brian and I headed to the Park to relax in the sun, sporting some really cool matching bandanas. I still have mine on ….. in fact, I may never take it off. Then the bandana twins stopped off at the HUB so I could buy some dividers and a report cover for my report that is due tomorrow at 8am. I will never finish it. Actually, I have 19 pages done, and now I just need to come up with a really snazzy conclusion. Thank GOD. I want this to be over. But, my project for next week is a 10 page paper for Physics. I think I am doing it on alternative fuel, like Ethanol. FUN FUN FUN.
So, I just talked to my Grandma who is feeling rather depressed lately. She had a lumbar labectomy in January, and is still recovering from it. She is sad because she really can’t go anywhere and she has to wear a back brace. At least she takes my sjogren’s syndrome disease seriously, which is more than I can say for my mom. She is going to ask her rheumatiod arthritis doctor about it so maybe I will be able to get a referral to see her. But she also mentioned that my problems could be something called Addison’s disease. I am not sure what that is, so I will have to do some research. I’ll keep ya up to date with the haps. Well I’m off to see the Wizard.
later all,
Lucinda Sans