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| I have to go in to Beloit tomorrow to get my hair did. Which means I
get to see Kelli. YAY! We always have good times in S. Beloit. Going to Around the clock at 2am in the mornings and getting the
paranoid waitress who always acts like we're drunk or high... which we
usually are haha. Next time I'll give him the finger Kelli.
I'm so sad. Joe is leaving Nissan in a few months to learnt he real
estate business so he can take over his Father's company when he
inherits the $500 million family fortune. Amy is one lucky girl... and
they don't even like each other haha. I'm gonna miss Joe. He's the only
one that can get me going like that. He's such a bullshitter. I think
I'm gonna cry. Haha that's ohk, though we'll just have to make sure to
visit each other after he's gone.... hmm maybe I can get his office.
That's some prime real estate. lol.
Debbie invited me to go riding with her sometime before it gets too
cold. We're gonna be some badass chicks on Harley's. Better recognize!
ha. Her and Al are on the rocks and she got in a car accident last
night. Poor thing. I love her, she's a doll. She cracks me up with her
man hatred. I love it. Who wants a mother fucking stepford wife when
you can have a Debbie? Damn straight. John Clark wha?
Anyway I have to go to Kinko's to
get a picture of U2 blown up to poster size for John's new apartment.
He's gonna love it. Then I have to go to Dan's. Well maybe I'll go
tomorrow. I'm helping him decorate his sunroom. I adore that man. He
makes me smile real bigs!
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| I want to sleep. Sleep the rest of the day away. I need to quit smoking
so much. Joe and I were talking today cause he was hassling me about
the cigarette smoking and told my dad, who really didn't give a fuck So
today he was talking to my dad on the phone in front of me being an ass
and my Dad called back to ask me something and Joe yells 'don't worry I
didn't tell him you were hungover'. I don't think he heard it though.
So I went outside where he was making fun of my pink lighter and got
all pissy with him and was like I am not hungover I didn't drink last
night and he looks at me and was like 'There are other types of
hangover's shepper'. I kind of froze and he was like 'you can't fool me
I know a THC hangover when I see one, but don't worry I won't tell the
old man that'. Then he whips out this medicine bottle, pops it open and
tells me to smell it. Yeah pot is not supposed to smell good but this
shit smelled like a fruit garden. I just looked at him and he's doing
the whole cocky smiling thing. Turns out he grows his own. So he told
me to meet him over at the mall on my lunch break and he'd introduce me
to the real shit. I swear to God that is the best feeling I have ever
had. Only 4 bowl hits and I was crocked and I mean CROCKED. It had like a 37% THC level as opposed to the general 1 or 2% So I'm
gonna get him to hook me up later this week for when I get my hair done
and me and Kelli can smoke our troubles away. Life is good.
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| I'm having a tough time lately. I'm sick of all the pressure from people and all the judging I get. I don't really care what people think anymore. I just want to live my life and discover things on my own. I don't care if people approve of it or not. In a sense I feel guilty, like I should know better. And I guess I kind of do, but now it's just like the hell with it. I've dealt with enough crap and I just want away from the pressure, the hassle, the stress and all of the mellowdrama of my life. I feel angry about things and I wonder why I'm angry. I'll be in discussions with people now and I'll just want to blow up at them. Where as before I felt like I could control my emotuions more. Now I just don't want to I don't give a shit. I know I shouldn't do some of the stuff I've been doing but at the same time I don't want to be like the people I've had say things to me. THe person that I used to be. The uptight self righteous pain in the ass who was somehow better than people who drank or smoked weed. Maybe I have changed but in some ways I think it's for the better. I don't want to be to people like some have been to me. And I fell bad that in the past I have been. People don't have to agree with me, but I don't need others controlling my life or making me feel bad for something. Everyone makes their mistakes. Some people's are just different from others. THat doesn't make anyone bad. I don't know. I just feel like saying goodbye to a whole bunch of people who can sit and talk about me behind my back and discuss the error of my ways once I tell em that I'm through with them. I guess that's christian love for you. | | |
| NO MORE BUSH!
Joe, I love you! 
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| I am reading this great book. America's Secret Establishment: An
introduction to The Order of Skull and Bones. I encourage anyone who is
interested in learning about the political background of our country
and the way things really work, to pick up a copy and read it. You
won't be disappointed. And don't worry, it's not a piece of propoganda
for one side or the other, but it has some cold hard facts that can and
are back up with evidence. It takes us all the way back to 1833. It's
by Antony C. Sutton. I am awaiting the arrival of the other book of his
I ordered today. The Federal Reserve Conspiracy. I can't wait. | | |
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