Hello Jen...

I MISS YOU TONS!!!!! So now that I got that out of my system allow me to continue on with telling you all about my exciting life while I'm unloading from my drunkenesssss....okay so to start with the blaently embrassing point of information tonight I went ot Norms with Sam and we there met Jurgy and proceeded to have soem yummy 25 cent tacos and than went up stairs for some redicous ping pong or table tennis which ever it is that you prefeer to call it. That I was like okay so I feel as though I am in need of a beer. well as we all know that the beers at Norms come in one size and that is huge mugs so I had one and let me tell you that one was just too manyy for me to be able to handle sad very very sad if I must say so myself. So than Sam and I went back to my place and chatted over a huge bowl of stuffing and than she was like AMy oh beautiful Amy can I please drive your Scooter........okay why not. so then sam drove Scootie and she was doing really good unil it was time for her to get off of Scootie and she got her pants caught on the back of it and procedded to tip Scootie over and on to the top of her...well just to the top of her foot and no 250 lb Scootie feels good on top of your foot. And you want to know what really does not feel good....the hard cold pebbled asphalt that Scootie hit like a fly on a windshield. scratched but stil up and running and do you want to know how I know this. because I drove Scootie straight down the road to my good buddy Walt's house. and now I'm typing this incredibly pointless blog just so you feel like you are here with me.......
Sorry about they typos and aeverything of those sorts but well what can I say....
I Love you and miss you tons kitty says hi.
amy

Stick me with you needles...PLEASE

So as one can see, my life needs some sprucing up...a little spring cleaning if you will. But before that starts, I really need, well do quite a bit, but, really need to get some money. So bring on the needles and try to prick me with pain-it won't happen because I'm a bit numb-but the plasma selling will be taking place tomorrow late morning and I will have $20 in my pocket. but not for long since I owe a shit load of money to a shit load of people. Oh if I had just one dream come true it would be for all of my bills and loans to go away fooorrrevveeerrrrr!!!!!! No, just kidding it would be so that people could walk down the street and feel safe, and that if something did happen to them they would not feel as though it was their fault because they did not take that self defense class, or put their pepper spray in their purse, or because of the way they dressed, or the people they hung out with, or the club that they just left from. And if something was to happen to them, they would feel empowered to help make a change, and not ashamed of it. They would feel like 'that fucker, who the hell does he/she think they are!' I'm not going to let them feel as though they can get away with that with me, and I'm going to make damn sure that nobody else feels that way either.
Okay a little needed rant and rave about the state of the world-from these eyes.
Back to sticking me with your needles.....
So me and my friend Andy are going to donate together and than jointly eat off only $40 for the next month. We are going to hit up every cheap lunch, free chips and salsa, and ramen that it takes to ensure that our pockets always have a bit of money in them for the important things in life...like driving down to the cities to see your best girlfriend who you miss dearly. or driving to a family reunion on the fourth to see the love. basically to have the needed about of money to ba able to get out of dodge anytime I feel I need to, to have at least a slight releif of stress and tension and emotional drainage- so I can feel rejuvinated, I'm sorry that I don't always feel I can get that from the area I'm in or with people that I'm alround but hey one has to do whatever they feel they have to do.
well, this was quite painless.
Angelina

Fuck the Racoons

Oh, tell me why?
I just can't leave myself behind.
I don't want to see,
I don't want to hear.
Half of the time I don't even want to be...
here.
It's like the voice inside me that I've silenced
for so long is just
laughing back in my face
or rather in my heart...for not listening
to what I should have been saying.
To what was screaming inside of me
'Let me out!'
but do I, of course not,
that would just be too hard.
But harder than this.......no.
Definatly not harder than this.
Next time I'll listen.

Angelina

p.s. point jsut made to me.....that we all should really truly Fuck the Racoons because they do dig through your trach and drag out your emotions, and yeah

Love your life even when you want to swap it, and your Pops

Happy day-late father's day. It was good to be able to spend some time at home this weekend with the family, it was the first time since christmas that all five of us, six with Jeff-sister's finance. And I really needed to get out of Superior to be away for a while to just chill and sit on the porch with my puppy and cat watching the sunset and trying not to let my mind think about anything else beisde the beautiful sunset and the stray misquito that wanted to suck my blood-and I let him because it was a reassurance that my heart had not been completly drained of life as much as it feels is does. WOW, well I guess that how I feel. Yeah so in the mean time since I last jotted words for you to read, I went to China for three weeks and it was amazing---that is going to be a note for a later time since I really don't have that much in me to recap three weeks of amazing happy life when I return to feel akward and uncomfortable in my own skin, and no it's not a body image issue, it is just the closest thing that surrounds me and is with me everywher I go. Okay so maybe its my shadow, because at least that does not always stare me in the face, it hide behind me, and lingers in the shadows of other things trying to escape. After all isn't that what a shadow is, a distorted representation of something trying to escape from something; afterall I'm sure that even trees have hurt that they want to leave their branches.
So obviously my mind is on a wonder track, I'm here typing whatever comes to my fingertips not even looking, as I watch the wonderful Conan and listen to the local radio show where Walter is interviewing a fab local musician. Speaking of friends, Thank you Jen for driving to EauClaire to have lunch with me I miss you tons and hope to spend more tiem with you soon. You know friends always know when they need eachother, thank you for driving around with me ina city that either of us know just for the sake of driving and talking it was great, well not the topic but having you there with me was needed, next time I will join you for ice cream.
Okay, I'm spent. I havve no idea why since it feels as though I have been doing nothing more than sleeping and wiping tears off of my cheeks. Oh, maybe thats it. Life is grand, just holing your hand....now would somebody please find me a hand to hold, I want to be done crying on shoulders.
my next note will be a happier up lifting note about my great weekend at home, where I tried on my bride's maid dress for my sister's wedding, meet Jen for lunch, saw my brother form Flordia, went to my 5th year class reunion, went to my friend's wedding and caught up with old pals, spent quality time with my sister and saw her in her wedding dress which is very beautiful, spent good talking time with Jeff, and mom, all not in that order but in a nut shell that was my weekend, and of course was home for Father's day with Pops.
I'm out----Angelina

handed over

well, I guess that my name for this post is the truth for today, no turning back. for the past 5 years I ahve worked at a summer camp as the administrative assistant, and this summer I am not going back, for my own reasons. And today I had a training session with my replacement, ouch, and finished typing and putting together my manual to aide this person along in their quest for a summer of fullfillment as an office assistant at the best camp ever. I jsut happen to find it really odd who I'm turning it over to...long funny story filled with precious irony, that I can't bear to share at this point. but what's done is done so I guess that that means it is off to find a job for this one....something that I never had to do. All of my jobs had kinda been place nicely throughout my life in a manner where I never had to worry about not getting hired to had to think about where I was going to be working, so I only hope that life continues down that path for me, as I have loved it ever so mush thus far. oh well, I'm done with school, or at least the part that demands my physical presence in a classroom--thesis to complete, and oh yeah I'm going to CHINA for three weeks to finish up six credits in sociology and anthropology, but that's the fun in it all. oh me oh my I leave in three days, thanks to my sis for a book for my birthday it will be much appreciated for the plane trip, the life of pi, very fitting for a journey.
I'm off.......

Love your Mama

Happy Mother's day to everyone......the soul of our creation into this world..
that's all for now

Oh I'm leggy...and you????

You're Leggy Bettie...you may be tall or short but
either way you seem to make the guys swoon and
the girls jealous and girls think of you as a
"slut" or "bitch". Again,
you're beautiful, they're not...right?


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I don't think that others think of me as bitch, I was thinking more along the lines of bitchin'!!

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