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In the way of FP, I've updated both The Was and the Will Be, and Monster.  I've put up a new poem, Real Pain.  I'm on fire.  I've been writing everyday after school and in the morning.  As far as Monster, I've written 4 chapters in 4 days.  Beat that!  Each chapter is about 1200-500 words.  It's the same number of pages as Was/WillBe, but Monster has more dialouge.

My ear is infected.  I was scratching it when I felt blood.  huh. No more scratching for Chrissy.  I rearranged all the furniture in my room for...I'll tell you in a minute.  And my gramma's helping me put up a shelf in my closet.  I will at last get all those books out from under my desk.  Since I don't read Anita Blake, Pern, or Star Wars anymore, I'm going to sell those sets on Ebay.  They go for $40 or $50.  Plus I need to sell my Happy Hollisters.  I have about 30, and they go for $10 or $15 each.  I'm getting my own checking account so that I can have my own Ebay account.  Yay!  I am also getting...wait for it...my own computer!  I can't have internet, but it'll be perfect for school and my writing.  I can still upload to the internet, I just need to copy it to a disk, and put it on the downstairs computer.  And I'll have my own printer, for school reports, and I can play games!  I want to buy The Sims.  I know they're "so five minutes ago", but I want them.  So nyah. *sticks out tongue*

Are you into roleplaying?   Have you read DragonLance or other fantasy books?  If so, you'd be perfect for the RPG here.  Right now you can only play humans, but they'll open up the other races after a bit.  Yah.  You know you want to.  Yup.  You want to go play the RPG with Chrixy and her friends and her friends' friends.  Yup-yup yup-yup yuppers!

Hmmm.  What else can I babble about?  I do not know.  I seem to have exhausted the possibilities of normal conversation.  I got my cell phone!  It's really cool.  It's here.  I'm also going to Toys R Us today so that the littles can spend their Christmas money on the clearence sale.  I want to buy posters there.   They're $5, and at a clearence sale?  They're not too bad, either.  They've got Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp.  What more does a teenage girl need?

RQOTD: Evil will always triumph, because Good is dumb

Currently Reading: Year of Wonders by Geraldine Brooks

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I've started writing a new story!  Sorry, Andi, but Seelie kinda...died.  This new story is piecemeal, cuz I created different parts at different times.  The Home was created last summer, inspired by Kelley Armstrong; Ander was originally Sorn, a half-alien who was inspired by Laurie Halse Anderson- in honor of her, I changed his name to Ander.  Last night the two clicked in my head.  I spent two hours typing.  I kept getting up, going upstairs, thinking of something new, and coming down to type that up.  The story is called Monster, and it's about a teenage boy who hates himself because he looks like a freak.  He keeps cutting himself up, inspired by my panic attacks, and won't talk, inspired by Laurie.  I guess there's some Phantom in there, too. I've already put it up on FP.

My muscles ache.  My mom and I went walking this morning.  I thought I was in shape.  I was wrong.  It took us 30 min to walk a 20 min route.

RQOTD: Voice! Go to your corner!

Currently Reading: Bitten by Kelley Armstrong

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I can't do anything anymore.  I was going to write everyday, but the computer is in the family room, where I get interupted every 10 seconds.  I can't save up and buy my own computer because my rents won't let me have internet in my room.  I'm going to go stark f***ing crazy soon. I can't do anything.  I can't watch tv because I can't sit still for more than 15 minutes, I can't read because I can't concentrate, ditto on doing homework, no writing because my family won't let me think on the computer, I can't go out and party because I worry far too much...I look forward to 9 o'clock so that I can finally go to sleep and end my day.  If there is a Hell on earth, bipolar disorder is it.  I honestly just wish everyone would go away and let me stay with the disembodied people that live on the internet.  Home is Hell because there's no structure, school is Hell because they expect me to do stuff at home.  And to top it all off, my contacts hurt like a bitch.

My mom took me shopping yesterday.  It was not fun.  She dragged all around the valley, and made us carry groceries around.  Groceries?  Michael's was cool, though.  I got green and blue feathers with peacock feathers for feelers to use on my Marti Gras mask..  My gramma bought me a bunch of yarn so she can knit me a poncho and a belt thingie.  You know, with two extra feet that hang down?  I've lost 7 pounds, but my pants are still tight on me and most of my shirts make me look 300 pounds.  What the Hell is wrong with me?  Just everything go back to normal, k?  Ok?  *sigh*

My cell phone should arrive in 3-5 days (my dad bought it on the internet).  I have to pay $40 a month for it ($35 plus tax).  I can handle that.  I have my first month's bill saved in my room.  I'm leaving to go to the movies soon...I'll probably have to leave halfway through it, though.  *sighs again*  We're seeing Hitch...I'm not really thrilled, but it's what my mom and gramma want to see.  I'd rather see something with more quality, you know?  Well, bai-bai.

RQOTD: Try not to be shocked by the loud disembodied voices in department stores, as no one else seems to be.

Currently Reading: The Golem's Eye by Jonathan Stroud

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So I've been up since 3- it's now 4- and I can't get back to sleep.  I had a horrible dream about my gerbils getting eaten by cats...I don't want to talk about, it freaked me out that much.  Dad's the only other person up now...funny, I thought getting up at four was a sure-fire way to get the house to yourself.  Dad doesn't bother me, though, since we're each on our own computer.  It does mean I have to play my music really quiet, though.

Emmy has filled our house with a hoard of screaming little girls.  Most of them are third-graders, but there is one fifth-grader.  How she knows Emmy or why she deigned to come to her lowly party, I have no idea.  Emmy was bossing them around all night.  Since we're pretty sure she has ADHD, she was also hyped up the entire night.  Made you tired just looking at her.  They had pretty good nonchocolate candy, though, so I deigned to drop in on their lame third-grade party.  One of the girls ate a dead cricket on a dare.  And lo, there was much shrieking, and wailing, and screams of disbelief.  They also dropped candy and crumbs all over the entire basement.  They made it as messy as one of our parties.  And that takes skill.

Tomorrow, Mom/Gramma is taking me to Michael's to buy feathers for my Design Art project.  We're doing cultural masks, and since Marti Gras was recent, and it is a cultural thing, we can also do that.  I'm doing a Marti Gras mask that looks a butterfly.  The face is made of plaster, with a long, pointy nose, an open mouth, cut-out eyes, and veins in the forehead that connect to the feathers.  I also cut butterfly wings out of cardboard and plastered them on.  The feathers are going to go on the wings.  The whole is borrowed from a Marti Gras mask my dad gave me three years ago.  That one is a lot simpler, though.

RQOTD: If you talk to God, you're pious.  If He talks back, you're crazy.

Currently Reading: The Golem's Eye by Jonathan Stroud

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I GOT MY CELL PHONE TODAY!!!  Yeah!  Dad bought it on the internet; it should arrive in 3-5 days.  i'm going to have a cell phone! (!Voy a tener uno telefono celular!)  I'm using my new purse to carry my cell phone an' my wallet an' my chap stick.  Winter is killer on my lips.  *sings* I don't believe in everything zen, I don't believe...  Yah.  So, anyway, not much in my life.  You!  Why haven't you murdered my precious baby?  The Was and the Will Be is dying for your harsh, severe critisisim.  And in case you're wondering why I'm so eagar to have my ego crushed, it's because harsh critisism helps me to improve my story, while empty praise does nothing.  Now, if it's well-deserved praise....*preens*  Anyway, I can always ignore your input if I don't like it.

Tenia la clase de espanol la manana pasada.  Ves?  Si, tambien.  Despues clase, siempre hablo en espanol.  Hablas en espanol?  !Ah!  !Ayudarme!  !Penso en espanol!

Well, I have to go dissect TWatWB and see where and how to insert a character flaw.  Bai-bai!

Kasuku mas! *giggles hilariously* *Samantha is probably giggling with her*

RQOTD: Remember, you are not God. This may come up.

Currently Reading: The Golem's Eye by Jonathan Stroud

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1) YOUR PORN STAR NAME (name of first pet + street you live on) – Honey Hollow

2) YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME (grandmother's first name + favorite snack food) – Victoria Brownie

3) YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME (first word you see on your left + favorite restaurant) – Binary Tucker

4) YOUR FOREIGN NAME (favorite spice girl + last foreign vacation spot) - Ginger Gulf (only spice girl I know...)

5) YOUR SOCIALITE NAME (silliest childhood nickname + first town where you partied at) - Ticken Chesterfield

6) YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME (first initial + last three letters of your lastname) – C Noe

7) YOUR DETECTIVE NAME (favorite animal + name of your high school) – Phoenix Parkway

8) YOUR BARFLY NAME (last snack you ate + name of your favorite alcoholic drink) – Lollipop Screwdriver

9) YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name + street where you first lived) – Marie Dennison

10) YOUR ROCK STAR NAME (favorite candy + favorite musicians last name) – MilkyWay Johnson (actually, it's M&Ms, but..you know...Eminem...)

11) YOUR "POPULAR" NAME (favorite celebrity's first name + best friends streets name) – Sandra Falaise

12) YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME (name of an opposite sex friend + cell phone company you use) – Chris Sprint

RQOTD: Don’t die alone. Take many people with you.

Currently Reading: Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson

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I wore my boots today.  Nothing could really get on my nerves.  For testosterone-related reasons, I always feel more confident with an extra two inches.  I have una dilema majora.  Can you tell I had Spanish class today?  Anyway, I have a HUGE research paper due in a month.  Notecards are due Tuesday, but if I turn them in Friday, I get 5 extra credit points.  That comes out to like, one and a half percentage points.  That's a lot in a major paper like this one.  Now, I was going to stay after tomorrow and work on that in the school library, but Melissa invited me over to finish watching a DVD that I love.  Should I (1) Go home with Melissa, blow off the extra credit (2) go home with Melissa, hope that I can do it at home (3) blow off Melissa and do it in the library.  I need your input!

RQOTD: Find a penny, pick it up, and all the day you'll have another evil soldier to help you conquer the world!

Currently Reading: Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson

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Mary, open the links before you close out the internet!

I just finished watching The Forgotten.  Creepy movie.  I loved it.  I liked the ending, I was afraid she was going to leave her husband for the mystery man she'd for what, 3 days?  Plus I love the whole paranormal scene.  Really cool movie.  Last night I babysat Kelly's kids.  I now have $70, and my goal got upped to $200.  I decided I want a new camera, and I'm willing to wait to get it.  The old clunky one was just...not quite there.  I finished The Was and the Will Be.  It's 18 pages long, single-spaced, so I doubt I can submit it to Echos.  Ah well.  I wonder if my friends will still butcher my baby for me?  I'm not going to put it up on FictionPress until I've made some changes.  Would you like to hack it to pieces?  You can critisize grammar, plot holes, character development, hell, you can critisize my use of the word "Tzi" if you want.  But that won't change.  Cuz I love Tzi.  Eh-nee-ways...last night Midas got his toe stuck between the wires in his cage.  His squeeking didn't get my attention (they do that all the time) but the fact that he was tumbling around and around and going nowhere did.  I had to take the whole cage apart to get him free.  He limped on that paw for a while, but he was fine this morning.  Yeah.  Oh!  I took piccies!  I can't put any up here, since they're so big, but I have a whole bunch of them, including a really cute one of Halcyon eating sunflower seeds.

The Was and the Will Be

RQOTD: Reality is a crutch for people who can't face drugs.

Currently Reading: Undead and Unemployed by Mary Janice Davidson

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It's finally the weekend!  I have been living for this day all week.  On ebay, I bid on Kyo's bracelet.  Should be cool, if I win.  Missy had her friend Mike over.  Dad got a new computer, and Mom's control-freaking over what we are and are not allowed to do on it.  Bleh.  I'm going to talk to her tomorrow when she's in a better mood.  I have $50 saved up, and when I have $105 I can get a cell phone.  I have to pay for it myself, which is why I need 3 months of pay in advance.  It's $35 a month, in case you're bad at math.  I have a crappy old phone now, but I may get a free one when I sign up.  It'll be so cool!  My very own cell phone!  *claps with joy*

I'm seriously thinking about getting breeding gerbils.  There is the money angle of it, and the getting rid of babies angle, but I think it would be fun, and that's what important right now.  My new meds aren't working.  It's been almost three weeks, and everything's stayed the same or even gotten worse.  I was losing weight before I was put on the weight-loss-side-effect medicine, now I'm back to binging.  My friends have even noticed it, and I've had to lie to them about when and how much I'm going to eat.  *sigh*  But overall, my life's been good.  I still can't watch tv, but I'm back to reading again.  Yea!

RQOTD:  So you've got a severely inebriated grasshopper on your hands.

Currently Reading: The Farthest Shore by Ursula K. LeGuin

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La.  So, last night we tried to go to church as a family.  Our old church is 30 miles away, all traffic-gridlocked.  So we decided to go to Mary's church.  Mom knows it's on Olive before the highway, and I know it's behind a bank.  Do you know how many banks there are on Olive before the highway?  There are four in one block.  We check those four, no church.  By now it's 5:30.  So we decide to go to Incarnate Word.  Heh.  Mom drove around their parking lot for a while, no spot, even the curbs are filled up.  So we go home, stopping to get donuts.  Mom's promised us all donuts after church if we help her remember to go.

Then, after the church fiasco, I got to babysit four kids under four.  Kelly just had another baby six weeks ago, and this was the first time she'd been out since.  As a celebratory present, Mom and Dad decided to pay my babysitting fee for them (at a $2 an hour discount).  So, I have Taylor, a spoiled, hyper almost-four-year-old; Ryan, a sweetie of a two-year-old; Daniel, a hyped-up-by-Taylor one-year-old; and of course Trent, an angel of a six-week-old.  So Mom and Dad, Gramma and Uncle Jeff, Don and Kelly, and Todd and Stacy all go to dinner and bowling.  8:00, it's time to put Taylor and Daniel down.  (Ryan gets to stay up cuz he'll behave himself.)  So I tell them at 7:50.  "No."  I ignored her, and at 8:00, I told her again.  She threw a temper tantrum, so I caught Daniel, changed him, and put him down.  I went back, argued with a three-year-old (the shame!), threatened her with the gate (to block her in her room), and finally called Don.  He said to let her color, so I did. 

At about 9:00, Trent started crying, and I couldn't figure out what was wrong.  I tried Mom's number.  Error tone.  Don's cell.  Disconnected message.  Gramma's cell.  Error tone.  Dad's cell.  Rang for two minutes without being answered.  Kelly's cell.  Left on the counter.  Ran through the entire cycle twice more before Don's cell let me through.  By now I was thoroughly frustrated to the point of tears.  I talked to Mom, and she said to put both older babies down.  I got Ryan to his bedroom, wrestled his clothes off, couldn't find a pjs, so put his shirt back on and put him down.  Went back to Taylor, wrestled her into bed, put up the gate, and started to walk away.  That's when I learned that Taylor was big enough to climb over the gate.  Went back, put her back in bed, and held her while she had another temper tantrum.  Finally she broke down and cried for her kitty cat and a milk cup.  I got both for her, and she sobbed that she didn't like the gate.  I promised to take it down if she promised to be good.  We agreed.

Meanwhile, Stacy was drinking (she fell off the wagon).  At tenish, she and Mom got in a huge fight, where Mom said she didn't want her kids to have any contact with Stacy.  Wish I coulda heard that!  Todd called a cab, and he and Stacy went home.  That's when the rest were finally able to relax and have fun.  So they stayed out until 1:00, leaving me watching late-night tv with a newborn.  I sang to him, rubbed his nose, swaddled him, fed him, let him suck on my finger, rubbed his fuzzy head, and watched him sleep.  He was such a cutie.  He kept waking up, and I'd feed him some more milk and watch him fall back asleep.  I earned $60+ last night (Mom promised me a bonus if I washed the dishes and picked up their toys).

Oh!  I almost forgot!  I got my report card: 3 Cs, 2 Bs, and 2 As.  Considering all the shiii...crap I've been through lately, I was expecting 2 Ds and a mixture of Cs and Bs.  So that's good.

RQOTD: Theoretically, people see money on a counter and no one around, they think they're being watched.  Honesty through paranoia...

Currently Reading: The Tombs of Atuan by Ursula K. LeGuin

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I am so disorganized right now.  I feel like my world is coming apart at the seams and I'm just grabbing as much as I can to try and save it from being ripped open.  My friendships are in the toilet and have been for a while.  Mary came to my school and met Melissa, which was a complete diseaster.  I feel kinda like the rope in tug of war- my Catholic friends want to be good, and my public school friends want me to be fun.  I want to be both.  I wish I could figure out which was more important, but I never will.  It's the difference between "should" and "want".  Like when we were playing a game, and my family members had to guess what I thought was most important, and compare it to my answer.  I put "religion" and they put "money" and "fun".  Mom said money and fun were more important to me, but I knew religion was what I should put.  *sigh*

My sleep control is shot to Hell.  My love life is dead and rotted, and my diet sucks.  My self-esteem died a long ago.  I'm losing patience with books I read, and tv shows I used to love.  What the **** is wrong with me?  I feel like no one is listening to what I have to say, and even if they do they have nothing helpful to say.  I feel so impotent.  I went to a shrink the other day, but he just put me on a new medicine.  I wanted someone to listen to my bitching.  Mom says I'll "eventually" get a therapist.  My room is trashed, I really should clean it, but I have no place to put anything.  Kinda like me, huh?  No place for Chrissy.  I'm craving food so bad, I can't think.  Everything is about food, and sleep, and homework, and housework, and watching tv because it's better than sitting in my room staring at the walls and thinking about how trashed it is.  I never really enjoy anything anymore.  *sigh*  I gotta go do homework.

RQOTD: Well hello there, this is God speaking.  I'm quite busy, being God and all. Now go, before I smite you.

Currently Reading: A Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula LeGuin

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I gots my gerbils today! There's three of 'em, all males. There's Java, albino, and really, really hyperactive. An' there's Halcyon (Hal-see-in...means peaceful) an' he's really placid. If you pick him up he'll nose around, but left alone he just cuddles with his brudders. Oh! They're three months old, so I'm estimating November 5 as their birthday. And then there's Midas, named for his golden fur. And they're all mine! *cackles* I just love them to pieces, those cuddly little critters! I pick them up and kiss them and love on them...they tolerate me. Java bit my lip. ADD gerbils push it a bit. I love him anyways. Oh! I got a new fish too. Amulet died. New one's got a long flowing blue tail with a small black spot in the middle. He's named Eclipse after that spot.

I see the new doc on Jan. 24. Until then, I'm on a diet. That means no cookies and no Milky Ways. I'm trying so hard! Well, I'm trying anyway. I'm considering gerbil breeding as a hobby. Pet stores sell 'em for $9. I could sell them for $5 or $8... I'll wait and see how my male triad works out before I attempt breeding. They're very social critters, so I would have to sell them in pairs or triads. I'd also get stuck with the leftover babies...maybe I could leave them with their mommy? Or give them to a pet store. I don't want to. Pet stores 1) don't pay you and 2) you don't know who gets your precious babies. I'd put posters up at school to cultivate interest.

RQOTD: I laugh at your discomfort.

Currently Reading: Mirror Dance by Lois McMaster Bujold

Sprinting across the mini-mall parking lot, clutching two hardened pitas, cometh Chrissy! And she gives a gutteral bellow:

"Ares, God of War, be praised! I burn with the holy fires of destruction!!!"

And: Stalking on the tundra, wielding a vorpal blade, cometh Chrissy! And she gives a spectacular grunt:

"In the name of malice, I destroy all in my path until my loins find satisfaction!!"

There are two because I used capital and lowercase letters. http://bdmonkeys.net/~chaz/battle.php?usrname=chrissy&sex=f

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Right.  So, for my mom's New Year party, I made chocolate mice.  You melt chocolate, dip in cherries for the body and tails, stick on a kiss for the nose, and stick sliced almonds on for ears.  Some of the stems fell off, so those were chocolate chinchillas.  Some of the stems were short, so those were chocolate hamsters.  Some of the ears slid down and looked like wings, so those were chocolate sugar gliders.  My fingers got covered in chocolate, and I couldn't lick them or I'd get germs in the chocolate mice.  Bleck.  If you don't want my germs, don't eat my chocolate mice.

I have $45.  I'm going to buy new contacts for $35, so I have $10 left for...something.  I'm debating between the first Megatokyo book, Fruits Basket manga, Fruits Basket DVD, or the next Wheel of Time book.  What do you think I should get?

RQOTD: I don't know which is more scary, that we lost a nuclear warhead, or that it happens so often we have a special name for it.

Currently Reading: The Vor Game by Lois McMaster Bujold

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I mean, come on, people!  We're suppossed to not hate and discriminate, and accept all people regardless of color, race, or religion.  So why not shape?  Why are chubby people (like myself) forced to comform to someone else's idea of beauty?  Actually, I wouldn't mind so much if it was easier to lose weight.  I've been working out on the exercise bike for 30 minutes every day, and resisting (well, trying to resist) good foods, and yet I haven't lost a single pound!  I mean, come on!  I keep promising myself new clothes to show off my future beautiful body.  My goal is to be able to wear a string bikini with confidence by the middle of next spring.

Not much else new in my life- I got Castle of the Winds II and I'm on level 22.  Woot!  I have way too many books waiting for me to read them.  I have a stack of The Vorkosigan Saga, a stack of The Wheel of Time, a stack of The Glasswrights' Saga, the Dragonlance Chronicles Trilogy, and a stack of miscellaneous books, like Bitten and A Kiss of Shadows.  *sigh*  I need to get cracking on all that.  I wrote another short story yesterday.  I'll probably put it up on FP later today or tomorrow.  *sigh*  Well, I'm going to go get up to level 23.

RQOTD: You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.

Currently Rereading: Shards of Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold

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So, most of my presents have been opened.  We're still seeing relatives for Christmas dinner, but they prolly won't give me anything worth screaming over.  My total for the holiday: a teddy bear, a stuffed puppy dog (so soft!), a wallmounted boombox, two bath sets (if I have bad BO, just tell me), two shirts, lotsa earrings, a buncha chocolate, a gerbil cage and accessories, the complete Hitch-Hiker's Guide series, the first six Wheel of Time books, and four of the Glasswrights' Saga books.  I'll have to go to the mall or Petsmart and get gerbils soon.  And that reminds me; is it Pet Smart, or Pets' Mart?  It's all scrunched together, so you can't tell.  That just annoys me.  And musically: "They've completely sworn off the sticky stuff, and much prefer a mug of hot cocoa and a good singsong."  Kudos if you get it!

RQOTD: Bleh.  Make up your own funny quote.

Currently Rereading: Shards of Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold

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Dad had some important business friends over for Friday and Saturday night, and it was a nightmare.  Mom was stressing about a clean house and well-behaved children, so we hid upstairs for most of those two days.  They finally went home today, though.  I have a ton of books out from the library, not to mention some that I bought that I haven't had a chance to read yet.  There's like, 25 of them.  No exageration (sp?).  I was having trouble with The Vorkosigan Saga, though, because on their timeline, half the books weren't listed.  I finally picked up a book, intending to read the first few paragraphs and see if I could figure out where it went, when the horrible, awful truth was revealed on the contents page: It was two books in one!  So half my books are repeats!  Argh!  Oh well.

I've been working on my typing skills.  I have like, 35 wpm, and that doesn't count the typos.  I'm on a new diet, again, and I'm taking diet pills to help me this time.  The Moment Of Truth is tomorrow morning.  I weigh myself every Monday morning to see how I'm doing.  So far today, I've only had a few cinnamon rolls and a lot of water.  Water is good when you're on a diet.  I'm going to have some bacon, too.  Sunday bruches are good food.  I really need to work on Was/WillBe and Seelie.  I've just been putting it off.  Well, tomorrow morning, I'm weighing myself, going for an hour long walk, then sitting down and working on my writing.  Yup, that's the plan.  Well, I'm going to go play some solitare.  See ya!

RQOTD: Get OFF the nuclear warhead!

Currently Rereading: Falling Free by Lois McMaster Bujold

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So, I'm hanging.  And chilling.  And rocking out to my pal Green Day.  W00t!  I just wrote Christmas wish lists for my gramma.  Probably shoulda done that earlier.  Oh well.  I'm asking for a gerbil cage for Christmas.  I want gerbils.  They're cute.  And if you get enough, they can keep each other company.  I'm not really big on dependant pets, like dogs.  They get lonely.  Gerbils keep each company (guinea pigs do too, but those smell), and cats are like, "Company?  Why would I want to hang out with people?  I'm way too cool for them."  'Cept my little sister is allergic to cats, so I want gerbils.  I have a Japanese fighting fish, but that's boring.  Gerbils have more personality.

Over Christmas break, I need to sell my books on Ebay.  I have 30 Happy Hollisters, which go for like $10 or $15 each, and there's a whole buncha paperbacks I never read anymore that I could sell.  Last night I broke and ate the chocolate, (y'all are like, "I knew she would", but shut up), so Tuesday I need to walk to Dierberg's and buy more.  I could go today, but it wouldn't last until Wednesday afternoon, which is when I bake the Christmas cookies.  Oh well.  I'm gonna go see if there's any chocolate left.  See ya later!

RQOTD: And the Australians are still like, "WTF, mates?"  But they're gonna die soon anyway.  Stupid kangaroos.

Currently Reading:  Terry by George McGovern (for Health class)

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*sigh*  So, Gramma took me and Mom shopping today.  I got all my Christmas shopping and wrapping done, then did the dishes, sweeping, and mopping.  I'm done.  People can just go away.  I'm listening to my music and typing in my LiveJournal, and everything else can just rot for all I care.  *sighs again*  Health Extra Credit is to read a 200-page book about alcoholism and fill out a worksheet on it, and it's worth 50 extra credit points.  I have a D in that class, so guess what I'm reading?  Wow!  You're right! *heavy sarcasm*  Talk about a depressing subject.  I have chocolate on top of the fridge for Christmas cookies, and it's taking all my self-control not to eat it myself.  "But I can buy some more later."  "No I can't, I'm broke!"  "But I'm babysitting tonight."  "You already owe Mom money that you borrowed for Christmas shopping!"  "But-"  "Shut up!  Bad Chrixy!  No chocolate for you!"  Yeah, those are the voices in my head.

So, that's what's up with me.  Nothing really new, but I'm typing here anyway.  This is sort of a stress-reliever for me.  I can dump all my troubles on you alls!  We went to the Dollar Store today, and I got a cheap little dragon statue.  I put him on my dresser.  He's a cutie, roaring with his big claws out, and I just wanna hug him and take him home.  So I did.  Not the hug part, but the take home part.  People in the store would have looked at me funny if I had hugged the cheap statue in the middle of the store.  So, I gotta go.  Keep it real.

RQOTD:  Bad Chrissy!  No chocolate!

Currently Reading:  Terry by George McGovern (for Health class)