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2004-06-07

La vida loca

“Can I get a fucking moment of silence? For this small, chronic break?” I believe those are Snoop’s words.

The days are FLYING by, as I have packed my calendar, and I’m writing furiously and frequently. M.s. and I have been cleaning out the garage (man, I hate dust), and I’ve been high on Clariton for days. I forgot how cracked out it used to make me (probably because it paled in comparison to the other things I did to feel cracked-out). I’m energetic in an uncomfortable, jittery way, but this too shall pass, and it’s totally worth it, considering the alternative – asthma attacks, hives, and itching, all guaranteed results of my contact with excessive amounts of dust.

Tomorrow I’ll be helping my father pick out new glasses! He hasn’t purchased a pair of glasses in… I can’t even type it. Let’s just say, the years amount to more than my age. But we’ll take care of all that tomorrow, and I’m looking forward to getting to spend some time with him.

So much more I want to share, but please, my pets, be patient. I need to take care of some other things first, all involving writing, and I don’t want to get too burned out. Just know that life IS simply wonderful, and I can’t wait to tell you ALL about it.

-Barbarella

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La vida loca 2004-06-07 5:22 p.m. “Can I get a fucking moment of silence? For this small, chronic break?” I believe those are Snoop’s words.

The days are FLYING by, as I have packed my calendar, and I’m writing furiously and frequently. M.s. and I have been cleaning out the garage (man, I hate dust), and I’ve been high on Clariton for days. I forgot how cracked out it used to make me (probably because it paled in comparison to the other things I did to feel cracked-out). I’m energetic in an uncomfortable, jittery way, but this too shall pass, and it’s totally worth it, considering the alternative – asthma attacks, hives, and itching, all guaranteed results of my contact with excessive amounts of dust.

Tomorrow I’ll be helping my father pick out new glasses! He hasn’t purchased a pair of glasses in… I can’t even type it. Let’s just say, the years amount to more than my age. But we’ll take care of all that tomorrow, and I’m looking forward to getting to spend some time with him.

So much more I want to share, but please, my pets, be patient. I need to take care of some other things first, all involving writing, and I don’t want to get too burned out. Just know that life IS simply wonderful, and I can’t wait to tell you ALL about it.