Colin & Papa

Colin & Papa
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Colin & Liz

Colin & Liz
Originally uploaded by jambonchampignon.

do you ever get an ingrown hair or two in your pubes and then 100% convince yourself that you have herpes and go to the doctor and demand blood tests even though he says it looks like an ingrown hair only to find out a few days later that its an ingrown hair and you don't have herpes after all of the freaking out and such?

yeah me neither. but i got a wile e. coyote band-aid from the health center. i must scrub scrub scrub. scrubbing hurts. im sensitive.

i was a nun for halloween. i went to wallgreens to buy cigarettes and everyone was staring at me like i was crazy or something.

now this is going to be the week i die.

but i will get me some ssri's on thursday and hopefully some valium as well.

i heart pharmacology

amanda had her baby. caleb russell 7 pounds 12 ounces 20 inches and change and one monkey ear.

renegade lemonade has pictures (renegadelemonade.com/blog)

it looks like my mother

hhahahahah

i forgot to mention that yesterday someone in seoul korea looked at this very blog because they had done a yahoo search for "the cause of fatness"

silly asians

fatness is caused by eating.

thats why my family doesnt believe in eating.

good luck!

the therapist says that i meet the criteria for severe depression and general anxiety disorder. we will see what the pshychiatrist thinks. lets hope some medication helps.

i keep on having problems with stupid computers. i did a whole bunch of work on the thing that got fucked up when my computer crashed and then it didnt save any of it when i saved it for some reason and so im back at square one once again.

it has been ninety degrees for two days now and its going to stay at 90 for another week according to the tv. im melting. maybe i will go to the beach again this weekend.

tomorrow i go for a session with a doctor who does biofeedback and im going to get all hooked up to machines and then he is going to teach me how to control my body ie my heart rate. ah the power of the mind.

last week was the worst week ever. it involved me not going to any classes except photography and brazilian dance and then my computer crashing and destroying an assignment i was working on for several hours like 3 or 4 worth 10% of my grade and there is a no late work policy and i cant come up with a research project to propose so im losing ten million points on the proposal and i still cant think of one and ive got that class tomorrow and my anxiety and depression are totally out of this world, but at least i made appointments with both therapist and psychiatrist to fix me emotionally and chemically. ive got eczema (sp?) on my eye now for like a month and a half never had it there before only on my hands and in the corner of my mouth but it has started to sting and burn and flake. must make appt for that as well. my computer is still crazy.

in good news, my friend steve whom i met in brazil came to visit for the weekend from swarthmore. i hadnt seen him in over a year like the end of june 2003. we went to the casino and to bourbon street and to the ripley's believe it or not museum. to the park and the columns hotel for drinks. yesterday we went to the beach in mississippi. its still like 85 degrees here. it was good to have him around cause he has such bright energy.

i want to drop a class. i want to major in studio art. i want maisie to come live with me. i want someone to lay in bed with me discussing things in the dark and making love in the morning. i want to scan photos but i lack the necessary equipment. i want some shrimp and alligator cheesecake. i want my mommy. i want a cable release a hand held light meter and some infrared film. i want them to bring back the mcrib for more than just a limited time. i want the baby's name to be mcnugget mcgeorge mcsoria.

the baby's name is going to be clyde russell soria. russell after my dad. amanda says we cant name the baby mcnugget cause its silly. my baby will be named mcnugget mcgeorge mczug-moore.

today i was in my brazilian dance class and we're learning this dance where we run around banging sticks . the sticks are actually broom sticks cut into pieces. so anyway i banged my sticks and then a 5 inch piece of the stick broke off flew into the air and then hit me in the head. the teacher picked up the piece not knowing what had happened and i walked up to her and said i broke my stick and then everyone laughed at me.

liz took me to harrah's casino on friday night and it was fun we played the penny slots she won $2.30 and i won $2. and we got free drinks and so i have concluded that there is nothing wrong with going to the casino cause i put 3 dollars in the machine and played for 2 hours and got free drinks and left with more money than what i went in with. even if i hadnt its still cheaper than a bar.

im set to come home on the 21st i hope the baby comes ontime so it will fit my schedule. if not i guess he already hates me.

what a hectic week this will be.

still unhappy with ari

i need to talk to george about his coming home tonight completely wasted and then fumbling around in the kitchen for a while and retiring to bed and upon inspection i find that he has prepared some kind of food product and in the process spilled about 2 cups or more of salad dressing that i had made for like the week. it looks like he put it on pasta. anyway he needs to heep his hands off my shit esp. when he is drunk

i need to find my left handed scissors they disappeared tonight after i was using them this afternoon.

i need to clean my room. georges sister is coming next weekend and my friend steve is coming the weekend after that

i need to make reservations to go home for when red boots comes

i need to find a way to have a healthy relationship with ari. meaning healthy for me whatever that means.

i need sex. today i bought brie and cambozola and goat gouda, pate with green pepper corns, prociutto di parma, a tuscan canteloupe, olives, a magnum of cuvee blanc (whole foods brand), pound of mesclun, grapefruit soda, prepared pot stickers, spinach lasagna, creamed spinach and macaroni and cheese, organic hot dogs and buns, weird german brand sauerkraut and a six pack of 16,000 year old water that is certified pure from a crystal lined cavern 2 miles deep below the earths surface entitled trinity natural mineral supplement. this shopping bill says something. it may be spoiled pretentious college student. it might be load up on the second best to quench the thirst. im not sure which it is yet but im leaning towards both. liz was scared of my pate until i fed it to the dog and he liked it so she tried it and loved it. we went to jacques-imos tonight. i want someone who i can take on dates or whatever and have it not be liz.

my horoscope acording to flaunt mag: Love should have robust flavor. You are not the bland kind of lover, you are the black-coffee-in-bed type. you are not the wine and roses kind of lover, but rather one who takes eternal pride in your ability to exalt a partner and allow them an extraordinarily high position in your life. If there happens to be someone nearby who meets your standards, send this message without hesitation. You will only succeed in being yourself, so be it.

where is my someone!?