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[May. 1st, 2027|11:50 am] |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2009|12:27 pm] |
It was Krysti's first night starting the Health Claims program last Tuesday, and I decided to head to school to catch her on her break and see how it was going (well, and also because the apartment door was locked and she kind of had the keys). I took a spill over a small hill on my way there, tripping over my right food and tumbling in two complete 360° turns onto the school parking lot pavement below. Now my right foot is sprained and I can barely move my left knee! :D I have a doctor's note to stay out of school for the rest of the week, which sucks because I...actually want to be at school. Go figure. But everything's okay, nothing's seriously injured, and I should be fine by next week.
Krysti, on the other hand, slipped on some water in our bathroom the same night, sending her hand through one of the glass panels on our bathroom door. She went to the ER and they administered nine stitches. She went back today because of unusual pain in her injured hand, finding out this is due to an infection. I do not know when she will be home.
I desperately need a massage. |
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[Jun. 22nd, 2009|03:07 am] |
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Despite the fact that Krysti and I worry about Steve a lot, we can't deny an enormous lack of negative energy in this apartment since the weekend before last. It sucks for us financially, though. We literally had to scrape together quarters and dimes just to get toilet paper and Krysti's refill of Abilify this morning. (Thankfully, with Medicaid, Abilify only costs Krysti $1. As for my meds, altogether they cost $3.) Neither of us want another roommate, but if we're going to try to stay living in this apartment, it doesn't really make sense not to look for one. We have someone coming over to check out the place tomorrow. What's cool-seeming about her is that she works as a physical therapist. Physical therapy is massage therapy's sibling; they were both created by the same guy. If she decides to move in, maybe she can help me nail my joint mobilization techniques (and be a practise subject for massage?).
In other news, I'm awake because my crotch won't stop itching. I think I managed to give myself an STD. :[ |
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| Why must this song be so achingly beautiful |
[May. 6th, 2009|07:20 pm] |
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Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
'Til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me
Sail to me
Let me enfold you
Here I am
Here I am
Waiting to hold you
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks,
For you sing, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow:
O my heart, O my heart shies from the sorrow"
I am puzzled as the newborn child
I am troubled at the tide:
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Should I lie with Death my bride?
Hear me sing, "Swim to me, Swim to me, Let me enfold you:
Here I am, Here I am, Waiting to hold you"
-Tim Buckley, "Song to the Siren" |
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[May. 6th, 2009|04:29 pm] |
Mercury will be retrograde in Gemini and Taurus, and because Mercury is the planet of communication and commerce, you will find these areas liable to have problems. People whose support you need will be indecisive and foggy, slow to jump on your bandwagon. Your immediate reaction will be to try even harder, but that will only make you increasingly frustrated. You need to let others sort out their own priorities while you keep yourself busy and wait. Whatever you did in April will need to cook a bit, so keep the flame on under that pot and be available to answer questions. You will probably have to revise a few elements of your plan too, but if so, take it all in stride, as it's part of the process.
(From AstrologyZone) Gosh, Horoscope. Way to be. |
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| Do you like piiiiña colaaadaaas~ |
[Apr. 29th, 2009|03:44 pm] |
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So we have two cats now and they are cute as farts and I'm obsessed with them and I call Angelina at 2am just to ramble on about how obsessed with my cats I am. They were fighting for forever and they are finally starting to get along now and it's like askfjhdkjghjkfhkhkjhgkjdsgjporeoerr. CCCC: Last night they cuddled for the first time and I died. I /DIED/. Pictures will come soon.
My birthday is Friday. Happy early birthday to me. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2009|06:57 pm] |
I finished my finals last Thursday. My massages are apparently worth a 92% grade at this point. My fundamental anatomy & physiology knowledge is worth more. Starting Monday are medical terminology and kinesiology. No free massages for over a month. :(
I have my massage table now and it's pretty sweet. I can be all ~official~ when I give massages outside of school now. I also have a paper that people I massage have to sign and shit. Once I have up to 90 hours of massage documented, I can work in the student clinic for $$$. This I look forward to.
I...don't know what else to write. I fail at LJ lately. |
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| Hello, Fair LiveJournal. |
[Apr. 2nd, 2009|02:11 am] |
It's been a while. Angelina came to visit last weekend. We went to the museum, the library, and my old and new schools together. Then we played beer pong and loled at Tamara and Chris Hansen and then she went home. Hopefully we can plan another visit later this spring, or during the summer, and we'll go and frolic in Boston together. That would be fun!
I love massage school. So far I'm doing well. I look forward to my first classes being over and starting my new ones. Generally I look forward to not being a new student anymore. Generally I want to be qualified to practise in the student clinic and make $$$. Alas, poor Yorick.
Things are much less crazy in this apartment with Krysti and I going on five months together. It is beginning to feel like a normal relationship now. Overall I can't complain. I haven't ever been this happy in a romantic relationship before. |
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[Feb. 24th, 2009|02:41 pm] |
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I don't care if I was teased all throughout elementary, middle, and high school, because being the Nerd McGuillicudy in residence means people want your ass at their school, even if it's just a dinky little community college. This place accepted me on the spot, and now I'm going to train to be a massage therapist. I'm going to do something that will get me paid, and it's going to be swell. Because then I can re-focus on the ~*~bigger dreams~*~*~*~ and whatnot. And I can let myself feel less anxious and depressed and like I'm wasting my life and shit.
Also, meeting Sam was swell. He really does do a lot of the same stims and stuff that I do, and it was the first time I ever actually met another autistic person face-to-face. He eschews the stereotype about autistic people being non-affectionate and introverted—he right away let me tickle him and play with him, and just generally seemed to accept me and my presence without any air of distrust or suspicion. I hope no assholes take advantage of that as he continues through life. He's so sweet and adorable. And his family is going to let me take ~artsy pictures~ of him. :) |
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[Feb. 12th, 2009|05:05 pm] |
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Krysti and I fight less and we seem to become closer after we make up. This is good. I'm pretty obsessed with cats because of Mars. I eat up everything I can find about cats on the Interwebs and I'm even considering buying books about them. I don't draw or write as much as I had when I first moved in with Krysti and Steve, but I've been reading a lot more. No one's hiring me yet. Fucking economy. I miss The Sims. |
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[Feb. 8th, 2009|10:35 pm] |
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I've been so out-of-touch with LJ lately. idek what to type, even though there's lots to type about.
Um so yeah. There's a lovely little advert next to this box that says "When you pressure me for nude pics, I throw up in my mouth a little." Just thought you'd like to know.
I've become insomniacal and obsessed with cats and hobos. Did you know that hobos have their own code? I didn't, either, until last night. The thing with cats started when I started becoming more obsessed with my own cat. I want to ~understand his soul~ or some shit. The thing with hobos started when...yeah idfk.
fkbjfgkjgkjnkl;m;
I dance and sing a lot lately and it's pretty ridiculous and it reminds me of Angelina because she...also does that shit. Speaking of that h0r, she needs to finish eating and get back on AIM. I want to get an external hard drive for my Sims 2 shit. That game would blow Krysti's mind. I really miss playing it. I need to fucking clip my nails. skgjhkhkhgkfa
okay this is pointless
I may have something of more substance later on but don't count on it or anything |
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| BECAUSE MUSICAL TASTE COMPATIBILITY IS CLEARLY THE MOST IMPORTANT RELATIONSHIP ASPECT |
[Dec. 29th, 2008|10:44 pm] |
MY GIRLFRIEND DOES NOT LIKE JANELLE MONAE
WHAT THE SHIT IS THAT
HOW DO YOU FALL FOR ME AND NOT FOR JANELLE SRSLY WE'RE LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING PACKAGE DEAL AT THIS POINT
......okay so at least she loves Bjork
and Regina Spektor
BUT STILL
JANELLE
Oh and I got a drawing tablet and a digital camera that doesn't suck for Christmas; how was your holidays? TELL ME OR I WILL EXPLODE |
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[Nov. 27th, 2008|06:51 pm] |
I spoke too soon about Southern Comfort. I've actually grown to like it a lot. Last night was my first night being pleasantly drunk, thanks in part to SoCo, with no throwing up or anything. Looks like someone's becoming able to hold her liquor. Pats for Ferd.
Today's the first day since the day of the prop 8 rally that I've actually spent a substantial amount of time at Mom's apartment. Not gonna lie, it's incredibly fucking boring and I can't wait to be back home. I took some of my ~fine art prints~ of Angelina, Grampa, Joanna, mi madre y mi perro to hang up in my new room. The apartment is so perfect for an artist. The rooms are all brightly lit and all the walls are white plaster. I want to get a giant canvas and plan a painting to hang up along one of the walls.
Also, Thanksgiving dinner was pretty sweet. If you celebrate it, I hope yours was, too. |
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[Nov. 5th, 2008|11:51 am] |
My interest in politics began, I think, when Kerry lost four years ago. That was the first presidential election of my life that managed to stir me. As the years went by and I kept my eye on more and more (socio)political blogs and e-zines, I started personally feeling the impact of what these decisions we make nation-wide mean for the US and the world. This year's election had my heart pounding out of my chest. I was a nervous wreck all through September and October following the polls. Yesterday I'd rushed my mom out the door so that I could get my voting over with, acquire my free Ben & Jerry's, and spend the rest of the day and evening tracking the race while (for the sake of my sanity) goofing off with my ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) capslock_sims buddies. Now, I won't allow myself to be "jaded" and apathetic anymore. I can't be. I'm too invested now. I care too much.
I want to say about the passing of Prop 8 (lol random and only vaguely related transition woo) that while it sucks hard, I believe the fact that it went through at all is a very crucial and significant step, and that regarding same-sex rights (among many, many other things), there is still something to fight for—both in California and nationwide. I've come to believe more and more over the years in the power of people both in singles and in groups. I've seen them do things that are terrible to my mind, way more than I'd like, both in analyzing history and the present day. But I've also seen them do things that are amazing—one such thing being, last night, voting in our first Black president. A nation that has oppressed people of color for centuries on end voted in their first Black leader and I get to be alive to witness it. After all the fear and the stress over this election passed, I felt thrilled. I woke up this morning and I kept flipping from news channel to news channel to see all the different anchors and pundits discussing his victory. I couldn't believe it was real.
I've come to believe in change. I believe I can and am always changing for the better, despite my personal obstacles. I believe you are, too. I believe that in spite of all the negative changes people can make, and of all the widespread hate, there is also widespread good, and I believe in the possibility that one day it will take over. I can barely even sit still today. I hate being cooped up in this apartment, an armchair supporter and nothing more. I want to be out and participating in everything that's going on. I want to ~feed my brain~. I want to catch up on all of the years I missed out on educating myself on world history and government. I want to have a voice that can further the power of change for good, whether I'm standing by myself or with a group of likeminded individuals. |
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| "Yes We Can" |
[Nov. 5th, 2008|07:31 am] |
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[Nov. 4th, 2008|11:27 pm] |
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DAMN I made a voice post but I accidentally did it to my old LJ. Anyway, go here to hear me ramble like a doof about stuff! FUCK YES |
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