Boys & Girls (Club): Roxy as my music
Trish woke up at 7:30 yesterday morning, to prepare for her trip to see the foot doctor. Car-girl picked us up around 1/4 til 9:00 & stayed with us in the Clinic while the doctor saw Trish. He took out a stitch, then told her that a couple warts were trying to come back, & of all things, we need to put duct tape on them for 6 weeks.
We did budget with Karen at 10:00 that morning, so we left the CD player running until she arrived. We went out to the Gallery. Trish had blueberry pancakes while I had 2 eggs, bacon, hash browns, & pancakes.
Then Trish went driving with Car-girl for an hour. Car-girl took Trish on the road to Sattelite Butte (an appendage of the Invisible Suburb), then on up to the hospital. We went to the cafeteria & had popcorn & ice tea while Car-girl smoked a regular cigarette. I make mine Rasta, though it's been years & Noncorean is getting out of town.
During the afternoon, Trish actually called her dad's number & spoke with her step-mom for 1/2 an hour. This pleased me, as it's been so long. Ruth told Trish she apparently had some kind of trouble with her heart, & me that she had severe diarrhea, up until she prayed about it. & then she had to hang up, as the neighbor was coming to visit.
So Car-girl has Trish volunteering at the Boys & Girls Club, so she picked her up around 4:00. I messed around with the computer, & finally figured out how to install the OpenOffice program that Ted had sent me. I started a letter to Hope, as an experiment, but don't appreciate that the screen is still small at 120% & that the font size choices are smaller than on Word97. I'm still continuing to use the old program, until I finish Insanity Can Be Fun, then switch over.
Car-girl finally brought Trish home, around 6:00, so it took an hour for the chicken to bake, & so we had a very late supper. Trish had some leftover potatoes while we waited for it to cook, & I opened a can of baked beans. Today she wants to eat at El Taco Loco.
I watched some TV while Trish did the dishes. I tried to call my brother John, but he replied that they had "homework to do", so I simply got off the line. My family doesn't care what happens to me. Their being even worse when it comes to David, not even wanting to admit he has a mental illness & FUCK SCIENTOLOGY, or that his wife has one, & she probably is a Scientologist, or whatever the case, she has loco brains that vitamins & exercise won't cure.
This morning, once again, I woke up around 5:20, though we did go to bed early last night. I plan on taking 3 temazapam tonight, to FUCK SCIENTOLOGY & get a good night's sleep. When I don't, I turn into Cranky Bear.
We did budget with Karen at 10:00 that morning, so we left the CD player running until she arrived. We went out to the Gallery. Trish had blueberry pancakes while I had 2 eggs, bacon, hash browns, & pancakes.
Then Trish went driving with Car-girl for an hour. Car-girl took Trish on the road to Sattelite Butte (an appendage of the Invisible Suburb), then on up to the hospital. We went to the cafeteria & had popcorn & ice tea while Car-girl smoked a regular cigarette. I make mine Rasta, though it's been years & Noncorean is getting out of town.
During the afternoon, Trish actually called her dad's number & spoke with her step-mom for 1/2 an hour. This pleased me, as it's been so long. Ruth told Trish she apparently had some kind of trouble with her heart, & me that she had severe diarrhea, up until she prayed about it. & then she had to hang up, as the neighbor was coming to visit.
So Car-girl has Trish volunteering at the Boys & Girls Club, so she picked her up around 4:00. I messed around with the computer, & finally figured out how to install the OpenOffice program that Ted had sent me. I started a letter to Hope, as an experiment, but don't appreciate that the screen is still small at 120% & that the font size choices are smaller than on Word97. I'm still continuing to use the old program, until I finish Insanity Can Be Fun, then switch over.
Car-girl finally brought Trish home, around 6:00, so it took an hour for the chicken to bake, & so we had a very late supper. Trish had some leftover potatoes while we waited for it to cook, & I opened a can of baked beans. Today she wants to eat at El Taco Loco.
I watched some TV while Trish did the dishes. I tried to call my brother John, but he replied that they had "homework to do", so I simply got off the line. My family doesn't care what happens to me. Their being even worse when it comes to David, not even wanting to admit he has a mental illness & FUCK SCIENTOLOGY, or that his wife has one, & she probably is a Scientologist, or whatever the case, she has loco brains that vitamins & exercise won't cure.
This morning, once again, I woke up around 5:20, though we did go to bed early last night. I plan on taking 3 temazapam tonight, to FUCK SCIENTOLOGY & get a good night's sleep. When I don't, I turn into Cranky Bear.
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