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favorite friends of family, before they reached the lovely solution of adopting my favorite babies, were doing fertility drugs and such.

one day they dropped by the church after service but before potluck.

person to bev: why don't you just stay for the potluck?
bev: ::bursting into tears:: dave won't let us!
dave: no more hormone therapy for you.

um, yeah. new respect for all pregnant people out there. oh, i had another little lesson thingy. it was from a conversation with anne. remember, rememeber...? nope. still coming up blank. oh well.

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okay, reviving some of yesterday's good cheer again, let me reiterate:

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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holy fuck, we're becoming a fucking police state

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and gip.

woke up in the morning and the sky's on fire

oh, and phin? that was a 'hell yes' on the extended dvd, btw. your s/r crack dealer was a bit distracted at the time. ::angel face:: so, yo. SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

i believe i shall wear my she-ra shirt today

and also:

--eat lunch out at subway
--drop into the salvation army in search of formal new year's dresses (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!::gasp::)
--buy chocolate. a good supply. seriously, no more of this 'one can of chocolate cashews.'

yay!

some points of yay.

-my manic panic hair dyes arrived safely at home, ie the residence of da-ji, indolentdragon (mommy) and cuddlepint (lilly). my hair should turn out, hmmm... like: ( hair swatch )

well, bright red. with black streaks, too. and mommy is going to have great fun helping me with that. ::wicked look:: in exchange i'm going to fix hers too (with more traditional dye colors). i may wear preppy clothes, but you'd better damn well not mistake me for a prep.

-prospect of chocolate

-prospect of extended dvd viewage next saturday with phineasjones at la casa of scottxwl. possibly camillafarfalla and harrimad_sol as well? fun times, regardless.

-prospect of seeing certain knitting odalisques tomorrow if not sooner

-hollsk: EEE

::sniffle::

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so post-expedition we check out the contents of cim's bags!

there was the remainder of a turkey sandwich from subway, but i just finished it when i sat down. you know they only take cash at subway? of course, i was too stupid to do that and had to leave my sandwich and go across the street to my atm.

my pocket's just lucky the new entertainment weekly wasn't out. i hear a certain hobbit with slightly alarming blue eyes stares blankly from the cover and i probably couldn't've resisted. but no, it was eminem. what did i buy at cvs? a brown paper bag of gingersnaps; a can of chocolate-covered cashews; 21 oz of assorted hershey's chocolate nuggets, which is to say, more than a pound thereof; and a symphony (hershey's) bar with almonds and toffee (mmm toffee).

the salvation army didn't yield a sexy dress for new year's (there was just a forest green fake satin sleeveless jacquard, which admittedly would have looked nice on me, but was just kind of too plain to spend $10 on. i want transparent black guaze, yo). i did, however get a very very thickly-cabled white fisherman's sweater, 100% cotton, hip length; a gray wool calf-length skirt with pleats in the front; and a bias-cut technicolor plaid skirt of the same length with pleats all round.

::happy stretch:: now, i think i'm going to mark up some of my favorite books with multicolored markers (a page or two each--well--five) and then do the same with one of my stories. mmmmmmchocolate. but i'm all good and i haven't even opened it.

OH! i need to call aubry. all that jazz after, then. who's aubry? only my favoritest person ever. aubry, help, i'm becoming a punk ::giggles, puts on tiara and halo in preparation for conversation::

talula, talula, i don't want to lose it--it must be worth losing if it is worth something

it seems someone adorable is simultaneously charmed, enchanted, enthralled, infatuated, refreshed and impressed.

at least one of us is.

maybe with enough cheerfulness about i can absorb it from you? everyone comment with happy things. we'll make it a game--see if we can cheer cim up! first one with good news related to politics gets a gold star. first person with music from justified to share gets something even cooler than that, the nature of which shall remain a secret.

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another enlightening couple of conversations--anne, anne, i remembered! ::bounce::

me: i wonder if he just missed the point entirely?
nemoricultrix: i'll take 'yes' for 400.

ninglor: it seems like, well, a basic human--
me: it's because you have that intuition! to people who do--me, my mom--it seems like everyone should get it. but it makes no sense to the ones who don't.

me: i'm scared of the pill.
phineasjones: you should be. i'm scared of the pill.

this town is a song about you--

i get mad about everything. like, noise in hall, bug on floor, burned food, having to wait to cross the street.

i don't know, something's screwed with my hormones.

okay, maybe i should go to a doctor or something about this.

or start waiting five minutes before i post enraged things.

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ooooooooooookay, WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FRIENDS PAGE? i didn't do anything, i swear it. >.> <.

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dear imbeciles and fuckheads the world over,

i probably can't blame you for your wrongheadedness because whether it's nature or nurture (and it can't be entirely heredity, as many of you produce worthwhile offspring), it can't be really your FAULT. people say you're responsible for your actions, but don't listen to that bullshit. you can only act in accordance with your personal belief systems. i'm all on your side. don't let the meanies get you down.

sincerely,
cim

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gingersnaps are very very good.

::wipes mouth discreetly::

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AUGH.

rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, folks.

i feel a draft, but i can't figure out where it could be coming from. my wrists are also quite stiff from making a lot of she-ra icons (!, fuschia). i could've gone to bed as early as nine without any ill-effects. well, in fact, i could have gone to bed less than an hour after i got done running errands. the lowest lows of mood have passed but the rest of the evening has been a long blah of waiting for my aubry to call me back. we don't need to go through how pitiful i am just now, but i'd like to sleep, essentially, from now until christmas break, or, failing that, at least the whole day certain days. unfortunately, going to bed at 4 pm and getting up at 2 am doesn't fit in very well with any conceivable schedule on this continent. and my wrists are still sore. whine, whine. look at pitiful little me.