| Deda's House |
[Mar. 24th, 2005|11:27 pm] |
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| | 'Sing Your Life' | ] |
I can hear my aunt making strange sleeping noises in the next-door bedroom and I'm feeling sorry for Uncle Jeff, who has to sleep in the same room as her. Not sorry enough to switch rooms tomorrow night of course. Sorry enough for an 'awww that sucks' comment. My mom is reading her mystery novel and my neck is aching. I'm trying yet again to understand just what exactly is being said in 'Oak Mot' but I'm still not sure I get it entirely. This book is a thinker written by my intellectual hero. Well, one of them. I suppose I have to have a few more, a back-up plan.
When I first got here I had to make the rounds. I sort of felt like a prostitute. I had to hit up everyone and than quickly moved to the next. I was a prostitute of hugs, not sex. Murial, Katherine (I always forget what she looks like, oddly, and don't know it's her when it's her), Betty (who reminds me of a 20s movie starlet), Phil, Aunt Cindy, Uncle Jeff, and Deda. Just bouncing from one to the other.
My Uncle is annoying me for some reason. I feel bad feeling that way. I don't know why, lately whenever I see him, he just bugs me. He's coming off as condescending to me and I know he's not being that way at all. It's just me and I don't know how to turn it off. I don't even know how it got turned on.
Tomorrow, who knows what they have planned. I do not want to shop. I'm going to the book store. That's as far as I get. I'm freezing. He never has the heater on at night but it's set to turn on at 6am. The heat will wake me up. The vent is facing my bed. The bed which I still don't sleep inside of. I sleep on top of the comforter with and blanket. I got tired of making the bed everytime I wanted to sleep in it and wondering if the sheets are clean. I swear to Buddha that Maybe rolls around in the bed just cause she knows it's the one I sleep in.
I forgot my damn pillow again. I had it set aside and everything. I didn't have enough hands to carry it with my bags and I forgot to go back and get it. Now I'm wondering where I left it. I hope I left it on my bed, cause if not, someone will use it and that weirds me out. It's my pillow darn it. Not to be messed with.
Changing positions. |
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| Painful |
[Mar. 3rd, 2005|05:38 pm] |
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This will be a painful test. It will murder me. Should I be thinking positively? |
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| Hunter S. Thompson |
[Feb. 21st, 2005|07:58 pm] |
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I'll be in mourning for a long time for Hunter S. I'm in a rut and the glass will be half empty for a long time. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 31st, 2005|12:01 pm] |
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| | Garden State Soundtrack | ] |
I was hoping that there would be no Lab today. There is. Very disappointed. I look like a complete and utter spaz. I don't care. It's just school. Gandhi is on a rampage. He's going after every single cat in the house. And not in a fun 'ha ha look at that' way. In a 'oh my god,is that blood?' way . He's also standing in front of the screen door, taunting the dog who is outside. He's not very nice today. I should eat something. I keep biting the same place on my bottom lip. Maybe I shouldn't eat. |
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| Deda mishap |
[Jan. 25th, 2005|01:35 am] |
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| | Beethoven | ] |
I'm about to leave for school when the phone rings. It's Katherine. I'm listening to my mom's side of the conversation thinking, 'He's died.'
Apparently Deda never answered the door when Katherine showed up to pick him up for Bridge yesterday afternoon. She went inside to find him and he was still in bed taking his nap. After a while of arguing with him, she finally got him out to play Bridge. He said he wasn't feeling well. Katherine has a cat and he refused to take his breathing meds the entire time there. He does that all the time. She said that he looked really terrible when she dropped him off later on. She called today to tell us that she went to see him and the newspaper was still in the driveway, the sliding door still locked, he wasn't answering the phone or door, and that Maybe wasn't barking. This is all very strange for him. So she became worried and wanted permission to get in his house. You can lay on the ground, stick your arm up through the doggy door, and open it from the inside. I couldn't picture Katherine doing this, for she's my grandfather's age. I wasn't sure if I should go to school, but after much thinking I decided that I needed to. My mom would call me if she needed to drive to LA that night and I would leave and go with her. So I went to school.
He's a nutcase. He fell asleep in front of the fire and woke up at 4am, made it up the stairs and went back to sleep. He was still in bed when Katherine found him. He hadn't even fed his dog. So he's okay, just not feeling well.
Next time we go to visit him, we're going to move him downstairs to one of the guest rooms. It's too much for him to make it up stairs. He'll resist, but it's better for him. He says Maybe doesn't like it down there. She doesn't care. She is a dog. Although now, when we stay there overnight, we get to listen to him talk to Maybe all night long since the two guest rooms share a wall. But on an upside, I agree with one of the beds in the other room, I'll sleep better there. But then there's the talking, so it'll probably even out. |
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| School. |
[Jan. 24th, 2005|08:59 am] |
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| | Rocky Horror Picture Show | ] |
I don't have to leave until three o'clock. Thought I would be a bit excited to be starting school again. I'm just...not. Not even a little bit. I'm hungry. I'm gonna watch Princess and the Warrior. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 23rd, 2005|03:37 pm] |
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| | The Cure | ] |
My grandfather now thinks that the fuzz are now flying over La Canada looking for people. He says that a plane he recognizes from serving has been flying overhead at the same time everyday. Not sure if he's delusional or not. Hoping he's not, it would be pretty funny if he was right and the whole family thought he was losing it. I love how he refers to cops as 'the fuzz'. He also doesn't think Radovan should work for the feds, 'it's full of psychos and lunatics.' Hummingbird is still in the freezer. When we got there, he was in his yard wearing his bathrobe looking like he just literally woke up. His hair was the best part. Standing straight up.
On the way we stopped at Tom Farms and visited with our little hippy silversmith. He's still as friendly as ever. One of the coolest people I have ever met. No one is cool like that. He is how he is and oh well if you don't like it. Some people may not be okay with his very honest way of complementing you, 'I love hugging girls, especially ones with nice tits!' Somehow he manages it without sounding creepy. I don't really know how he does it. He refers to us as family. He's an oddly friendly guy. We talked about how he wants to go (with a bag of marijuana, vanilla ice cream, and oreos), his take on music (longs for the days of Jefferson Airplane), and the other stuff either can't be fit in a category or involved him hitting on us some more. I got a new ring, it's funny that he remembers my size and always seems to know which ones I would like.
I finally stopped in that record store. Got some things. Very jealous of the owner. She's got this huge Pulp Fiction picture. The really large ones that are hard to find. It's not for sale. She says that she is waiting for Tarantino to come in and sign it, than it's going home with her. I guess she knows someone who knows Tarantino. Well good for her. I'm trying to be happy for people like that, I'm really not though. Damn her.
We took Deda over to Murial's to see how she's doing. Lorie was there with her friend (lover?), Florence was there - as well as a friend of Florences. Murial was telling us how she made everyone get up early to clean the house before the cleaning lady came. She can't have the cleaning lady come inside a dirty house. She's adorable. It's great fun hanging out these people. I seem to be Lorie's amusement, she says I have a twisted mind. I don't think it's all that twisted. Her friend was pretty nice, I think I've met her before. She said the last time she saw me I was also reading, so I must have met her before. I didn't know this was the woman everyone was talking about when in reference to the possibility that Lorie is now with a woman. I guess Tom was so bad, he forced her on over to the other side. Tom was a shitty guy.
So Dale's parents agree to take Midir, only if she's fixed. They'll only take the kitten if she is declawed and fixed. I'm completely against declawing, as is my parents and Dale and his fiance. So we're going to keep the kitten till they can get her in April. It's Midir who my mom is allergic too, so it's no problem that the kitten stays.
I need to take a shower. Check to see what time I'm going to have to leave for school tomorrow. I slept horribly at his house, like usual. I did remember my pillow though, so that helped a bit. I still kept rolling around and waking up every hour and a half. Plus, for some reason, I was freezing all night. Granted I wasn't underneath the covers, but just using the extra blanket - but it's usually boiling in his house. He always has the heater on full blast and it turns on at the oddest times.
I'm gonna go do something. |
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| Bleeding foot |
[Jan. 22nd, 2005|09:30 am] |
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| | The Frames | ] |
A bit nauseous. Great for three hours in a car. Looking forward to it. My cat knew I was leaving once I started putting the toothbrush in my bag, and he bit the top of my foot. Bleeding a bit. He gets angry. He thinks that he's one of those lions on the discovery channel. I'm not going to burst his bubble. I can't find 'Gerard'. I don't know where I put it. I think it's in my car. I hope it is. I need to start reading one book at a time. |
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| Short Shorts |
[Jan. 21st, 2005|04:29 pm] |
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| |  scared | ] |
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| | Bad Boys Theme | ] |
Does my dad not feel a draft? Who wears short shorts? He does.....oh he really does.
I turned to say something and almost lost it. I had to quickly look back at the screen so he wouldn't see me silently crack up. I afraid to leave now, I don't think I could keep my composure. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 21st, 2005|03:13 pm] |
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I slept some last night. Not much and I kept waking up every hour, but I did sleep. But I know that this weekend I won't be getting any sleep. I can't sleep in those beds. Now I have to get my XBox back from Deyan. This should be fun. He's going to freak out. I was only supposed to have it for one night and I kept hoping he'd give it back on his own. So it's been a week and he's going to be mad, but I rented a movie and I would like to watch it before I leave in the morning. I'm not in the mood to be yelled at. |
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