posted on January 08, 2003 @ 4:10 am
"fuck the pain away," peaches
haha i love this song. that's what my title's from by the way. peaches is just not cute. i know that i am very not cute, so i have the right to say that neither is she.
i went to whataburger a couple hours ago, and i swear the cop i was driving behind was drunk or something. he was stopped halfway on a curb when i approached him, then he suddenly speed down burton to oltorf, braking sporadically. when he gets to oltorf, he goes like he's going to turn left, but instead he just sort of sits in the middle of the road, perpendicular to it. a van had to almost stop because he was blocking the road, but then he decided to go left and then did a u-turn. i was like, what the fuck, and on my way home i saw him in the parking lot of that little ghetto corner store (how descript for this neighborhood) with another cop car and some guy they apparently stopped. yeah man, whatever, i know he was drunk.
did you know that i can type at 84 wpm? actually it's like 88, but i only had 95% accuracy. bah humbug. i wanted to get to 90 wpm.
i want to see mustard plug in concert. now. in my room. where are they?! oh yeah, in the uk.
i tried to be a good sameritan tonight. on my home from work, i saw a figure moving in a parking lot to my right on riverside, so as i passed i looked over. there was a black cat who was dragging one of his back legs. i got really upset, blah, so i turned around on parker ln. to go get him. only he wasn't there anymore. hopefully he went into the neighborhood on summit, and the people aren't too ghetto to help him.
as i was waiting at the light on parker so i could turn left-o, i saw a really pretty retriever in the huge parking lot where money box, the pawn shop, etc. are. after not finding the cat, i went to him, followed him all the way to that street with dairy queen on it (can't remember at the moment, something trail), but then i realized he didn't even have any tags. not only could i not take the cat to the hospital, i couldn't take the dog home.
0 for 2. some god i am. heh.
i saw a huge, beautiful dog on royal crest in front of club kaos, dead, and i got tears in my eyes. i mean, he was right there, and if i had known what to do with a dog that weighs half as much as me, i would have done it. alas, i'm weak and wouldn't have known where to take him.
a couple years ago, i found a dead squirrel on hughey ("hug hey" as my papaw says), the street my home (on mary jane dr. hehe) is off of, so i put him in a plastic bag in the back of my car and drove to a local park. i walked up this big hill to a wooded area, found a nice little crevice, placed him gently in and covered him with pine straw. the squirrel that i actually killed by my car (:sigh:), i held him, popped out and dangling eyeball and all, and apologized profusely. then i put him in some rich people's monkey grass out by the road. hopefully he had the chance to return to the earth before someone noticed him. :crosses her fingers:
and then there was the deer out near mt. bonnell, in those huge-housed neighborhoods. he was up on the sidewalk at least, eyeballs eaten out, fur still wet with blood. i talked to him for a few minutes, telling him i hate humans, too, but at least he wasn't suffering from being hit anymore. and i put a flower on his neck when i started crying and got back into my car. that night i saw nine deer, and because of some jerk now i have to add nine "live" deer.
so i've got this lump on my jaw. not sure what it is, but i can feel the top of it in my gums. i've got the most fucked up teeth ever. four root canals, my front left tooth has a piece in it cause i chipped it when i was seven (you can see the screw going up the back; it's cool), i still have a tooth or two that need crowns that are incidentally chipping away slowly but surely. i can't eat, or not eat for that matter, without being in pain. last time iw ent to the dentist, he said i had 13 cavities i think. just thought i'd add that since my mouth fucking hurts.
i get to work 40 hours a week this month, and i'm very excited about that. tomorrow i'm going to go to half-price books and the co-op to get books. hopefully i won't have to get much from the co-op. fucking co-op. dude, i curse like a drunken sailor. i downloaded some johnny cash songs tonight, and i must say i love "boy named sue" and "one piece at a time." "ring of fire" sounds dorky. is it sacreligious to say johnny cash sounds dorky? "boy named sue" is hilarious, though. this is coming from the same person who laughs at a midsummer night's dream. :shrug:
i know i had something to put in here, but oh well. on the 16th, janeane shall have the pleasure of having her testicles removed. i hung out at a vet's for a semester a couple of years ago, so i know how it happens. they just sort of pop out of the scrotum, and the first time i saw it i was like, "ew! :giggle:" heh. i only saw two, maybe three spays. those are great. on cats, just a little one-inch incision, he takes a spoon (just a little hook; the dentist calls it a spoon), digs around, pulls it out, clamp, snip. once he pulled something out and sighed. "what's that?" i asked.
"intestine. :pokes it back in:"
":mouth agape: ah."
there was a tumor the size of a large grapefruit the first day i was there, and since the nurses didn't want to touch it, i put on gloves and squeezed it to help the draining process. it was so hot and bloody, and i popped a couple of the little blood-filled pouches on it. mmm...blood...
there are a lot of street names in this entry. i leave you for bed with a conversation janeane and i had.
"what else is in the teaches of peaches?"
<3, chels.
":repeated meowing:"
"no, you do not have permission to fuck tima."
":more meowing:"
"i don't care if it's making love. no sex will be had!"
":meow:"
"no!"
:walks off:
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