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2003-06-16 16:40:21 (UTC)

Monday, June 16, 2003

12:40PM- One day I'll panic, think that I was never good,
and think of all the things I woulda coulda should...

Woke up at the normal time, got ready, went to the
Kramer's. Heated up pancakes for breakfast, got them
dressed. Went outside for a little, then played Life. I
won. Went back outside again, then to my house. Played with
the dollhouse and clipped Oreo's nails, then went to get a
snack (teddy grahams). Spent the next hour catching
butterflies until Mr. came home. Military called, he's
coming to visit tomorrow. Looked up tea in Lititz, now
going shopping and out to lunch with my mom. More later.

From my brother's profile:

"no more monkeys jumping on the bed!"

this lyric, i think, expresses all of the challenges that
parenting presents to the socially conscious, radical
thinking individual. how does one ensure the safety of a
child at the same time as allowing him/her the freedom to
explore life? inherent in freedom is danger ("one fell off
and bumped his head"). unfortunately, by dictating
behavorial boundries ("no more monkeys jumping on the bed")
the parent establishes rules that are not necessarily
substantiated by their own experience (just for fun, let us
consider as our example doc brown from "back to the
future": it was only by falling from a toilet that he was
able to discover the flux capacitor). of particular
interest is the fact that it is not the parent, but rather
an authority figure identified only as "the Doctor" (the
state?) who forbids the act of jumping . . .

[68]

4:32PM- I want to do the things they say can never be done...

imym12553 (4:30:59 PM): i will crush u all

So we went to the credit union in Brownstown first, then to the tea
place in Lititz. I had a chicken wrap and a coffee drink. It was
good. Then we went to Kmart for on-sale bras, followed by Hollywood
Video to drop movies off, Old Navy for flip flops (I got red, light
blue, and white...making a total of over 10 pairs of flip flops...),
and Home Depot for a tomato cage. Then the dollar store for hair
ties, potpurri, and another bra. It was a successful trip. Home now,
getting ready for dinner soon and about to finish my 3rd to last
book. Today is a good day.

Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey

#339: When Gary told me he had found Jesus, I thought, Ya-hoo! We're
rich! But it turned out to be something different.

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Maybe she's gone
But it won't be for long
What do I know?
Maybe she's found
What we all dream about
What do I know?
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

8:55PM- I tried to be unlovable...why couldn't you do the same??

Ate some junk for dinner, sat outside and finished my book. Talked to
Military, plus a new babysitting client (watching her daughter
tomorrow, so Military is coming Wednesday instead). Kicked my mom and
Greg's butts at Rack-o (first time I ever played), now talking to
Gene, about to run, then playing more Rack-o and possible building
the foundation of the dollhouse.

SyxxPa4920 (8:45:32 PM): ITS 6-9MONTH REHAB
chikums (8:45:39 PM): ew, thats horrible
SyxxPa4920 (8:45:39 PM): WELL SEE
SyxxPa4920 (8:45:42 PM): ILL HANDLE IT
chikums (8:45:48 PM): excuse to have a car up there anyway
chikums (8:45:52 PM): plus the sympathy factor
chikums (8:45:57 PM): that always works for you
chikums (8:46:02 PM): another scar to show the ladies
SyxxPa4920 (8:46:16 PM): HA
SyxxPa4920 (8:46:25 PM): THATS TOO MANY
chikums (8:46:50 PM): the perfect person is accumulating imperfections
SyxxPa4920 (8:47:33 PM): SHUT UP
chikums (8:47:49 PM): just trying to brighten the situation
SyxxPa4920 (8:48:04 PM): YEAH FOR YOUR SAKE

Time to go.

11:17PM- One day I won't wake up with a head full of cement knowing I
must have gotten kicked out of every place that I went...

chikums (11:09:36 PM): hm
Pugmyster (11:12:09 PM): what is hmm
chikums (11:13:13 PM): that's a non response, like i have nothing
better to say because i am a boring uninteresting person with no life
Pugmyster (11:13:39 PM): hahahahaha what an answer

Ran, played more Rack-o, ate more, didn't build the foundation.
Talking to people now, trying to make myself tired enough to go to
bed because I have to babysit from 7-5 tomorrow....

SyxxPa4920 (9:09:32 PM): OK TTYL

Auto response from chikums (9:09:32 PM): When I was sixteen and my
metabolism was so fast that I could take a few deep breaths and burn
off all the calories of a five course meal, I told myself that I
wouldn't really be concerned about my weight until my feet started
to get fat.

Then I realized that not only do skinny feet run in my family, but so
does: overeating, alcoholism, bad skin, flat chests, baldness,
negativity, unathleticism, bad taste, insensitivity, crooked teeth,
and, apparently, homosexuality.

So I'm overcoming the adversities, one step at a time...out for a
run.:-D

SyxxPa4920 (9:10:41 PM): WHOS A HOMO?




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