Little hassles
Mar. 25th, 2005 09:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fredericksI'm restless. Maybe lonely. Or maybe bored. I'm unsure.
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Cheating wife awarded $40 million. And? The husband was worth nearly $200 million; she was married to him for more than 25 YEARS and got less than half of his money. Why is this headline news? HE was the dumbass who got involved with a woman who was already in a relationship. And they didn't have a pre-nup. You never do that, because as the great sage Ginuwine said "if you cheated on him you'll do it to me" (see What's So Different). And the man who sang So Anxious and Pony ought to know.
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I'd love to start a Queer as Folk watching group for people in the area, but it wouldn't be fair for me to look for people to join and tell them that we couldn't watch the show at my house because my folks wouldn't allow it. Oh well. I'll see how things go.
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I think the only schools I managed to get app stuff in for were Binghamton and Pace, and Pace was the only one that was handed in on-time. I want to get this over with. I hope to God Pace accepts me. I don't want to have to deal with the hassle of going to the nether regions of NYS. Then again at this point I should be praying either take me.
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My father apparently had another seizure last night. I find it odd that these things strike him only when he's in a resting state. It's good, though; God forbid he be out and possibly get more injured. All that happened was that he fell out of bed and he bit his tongue. It's probable that he didn't have a seizure, that he simply fell out of bed, but that's never happened before. So he's freaking out a bit in his own way.
I have some sympathy for him. Some, not much. He's been making this noise about not taking his anti-seizure meds, since they give him low-grade headaches. And he really loves to play the victim: he sits at home doing very little. There are a couple of days where he doesn't even change out of his terrycloth robe. I can't stand that. And his seizures (there's only one he's positive about, the one last night being purely speculative) aren't life-threatening. Very annoying. No words, really.
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The house is quiet. The folks are gone. I like it this way, for now anyways.
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Cheating wife awarded $40 million. And? The husband was worth nearly $200 million; she was married to him for more than 25 YEARS and got less than half of his money. Why is this headline news? HE was the dumbass who got involved with a woman who was already in a relationship. And they didn't have a pre-nup. You never do that, because as the great sage Ginuwine said "if you cheated on him you'll do it to me" (see What's So Different). And the man who sang So Anxious and Pony ought to know.
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I'd love to start a Queer as Folk watching group for people in the area, but it wouldn't be fair for me to look for people to join and tell them that we couldn't watch the show at my house because my folks wouldn't allow it. Oh well. I'll see how things go.
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I think the only schools I managed to get app stuff in for were Binghamton and Pace, and Pace was the only one that was handed in on-time. I want to get this over with. I hope to God Pace accepts me. I don't want to have to deal with the hassle of going to the nether regions of NYS. Then again at this point I should be praying either take me.
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My father apparently had another seizure last night. I find it odd that these things strike him only when he's in a resting state. It's good, though; God forbid he be out and possibly get more injured. All that happened was that he fell out of bed and he bit his tongue. It's probable that he didn't have a seizure, that he simply fell out of bed, but that's never happened before. So he's freaking out a bit in his own way.
I have some sympathy for him. Some, not much. He's been making this noise about not taking his anti-seizure meds, since they give him low-grade headaches. And he really loves to play the victim: he sits at home doing very little. There are a couple of days where he doesn't even change out of his terrycloth robe. I can't stand that. And his seizures (there's only one he's positive about, the one last night being purely speculative) aren't life-threatening. Very annoying. No words, really.
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The house is quiet. The folks are gone. I like it this way, for now anyways.
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