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12:42 p.m. | Wednesday, Oct. 23, 2002
it's wednesday and that means it's one week exactly until my birthday! The Internet is taking forever to go anywhere today and it's pissing me off. I have to wait minutes for a page to load! I don't have dial up dammit. In other news, I get at least one hit in every ten for an "itchy nipple" search. I still have no idea what this is about and the person or persons have started using different search engines besides google. *shrug* Other googles (lycoses and yahoos) I have received lately are "black german shepherd", "pictures of my hair" and "shel silverstien". Nothing too weird there. I hate winter. I feel like I致e been popped into a dehydrator with a breeze going. My hair is flyaway and I知 all dried up. I need humidity! At least a little bit. Drink more water, I like feeling bloated. I think I need eye drops; my eyeballs are threatening to strike out for more humid country. I don't like it really humid in the winter though, that makes the cold worse. When body parts are drying up and you look like you have a hangover things are going bad. My poor nose. Oh good, someone on the street got a car alarm. Of course, people in this neighborhood would actually pay attention to when it went off. I知 reading this book called Psychology and Western Religion by Carl Jung. I think some of it is a wee bit over my head. I have no background in philosophy and very little in the history of religions. The first chapter gave me a headache. When he started talking about Plato and using algebra to talk about the "trinity" my eyes almost rolled back in my head. I have pressed on though because I think I got the main points and it seems to be getting better. It takes quite a bit longer to read one page of this book than anything fiction though. Today I got two packages in the mail from amazon.com. Two lovely people sent me presents for my birthday. I love them. One of them is azmad. Love for azmad!!! I still have no idea who the other one is. I now have their name and address though. That might narrow it down if I do a search for them on diaryland. It would make it easier if this person would reveal themselves so I could thank them properly. I could always send a letter saying, "thanks for the gift whoever you are." So, whoever you are, thank you!!! Love for the mystery person!! A lot of the home health aids knew neighbor's daughter that died. They got home care for her for a while until they moved her into a group home. In any case, I just find it sad that everyone is asking about her now. People who never gave her a second thought when she was alive now are sad that she died. I suppose it is sad, but it would be nicer if they had spent time with her when she was still around maybe. I did hear that they kept her very busy at the group home. You know, it's much harder to type an entry when a 16 lb. cat keeps walking across the keyboard. It can't be good for the keyboard either. He has paws like mitts I tell you. (Darwin the big huge cat.) I love playing with his paws though because they are so huge and soft. I知 just glad the fish tank is so heavy so there is no chance of him moving it. It痴 terrible when your cat is stronger than you are. I think that's all for now. I知 going to the shrink in about 2 hours so I値l let you know how that goes.
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