Monday, May 16, 2005
Idiot Girls
Last Monday I went to a book signing at the Fair Oaks Barnes & Noble... got to meet Laurie Notaro. Laurie is possibly the funniest woman in the universe - I was literally reduced to tears several times while reading her last book. You gotta love someone who can make fun of herself so thoroughly AND has an unnatural obsession with chocolate twizzlers. (they really DO taste like chewy Coco Puffs!!) Read her books. I command you.
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
When life gives you lemons...
...bitch and complain until life gives you ice cream.
I haven't written in so long. If only life wouldn't go flying by like Speedy Gonzalez on crystal meth. I've also been moderately depressed, but too busy to dwell on it. I know that the Zoloft isn't working when 3 months has gone by and I can't really remember any of it. And I've slept for 3/4 of it. And I've had a few tearful meltdowns at inappropriate times. But this too shall pass. I'm sure of it.
My extended family has also had it fairly rough. My paternal uncle, Steve, was recently diagnosed with myelodysplacia. My aunt and my dad were supposed to get the DNA tests awhile back to find out if either one of them is compatible for a bone marrow transplant. Haven't heard the latest on that. I've never been all that close to Steve but I care about him a great deal and think about him every day.
And then my grandfather had a stroke on Friday. My grandmother says he's doing ok but I could tell talking to him over the phone that he's not well. I don't even know what else to say about it other than I need to get over my irritation with my family and go see him very soon. I will never forgive my self if something happens and I don't get to see him.
I think I'm selfishly worried about running into my dad if I go to see my grandfather... I haven't seen him or spoken to him, other than an Xmas card, in 4 years. I can forgive him for a lot of stuff by I can't forgive him for giving up on me. My grandmother continually tells me how much he loves me and Connor, etc. but it sure doesn't feel like it when he has made no attempt to contact me in so long. I love him more than anything but I don't know what to say to him.
I haven't written in so long. If only life wouldn't go flying by like Speedy Gonzalez on crystal meth. I've also been moderately depressed, but too busy to dwell on it. I know that the Zoloft isn't working when 3 months has gone by and I can't really remember any of it. And I've slept for 3/4 of it. And I've had a few tearful meltdowns at inappropriate times. But this too shall pass. I'm sure of it.
My extended family has also had it fairly rough. My paternal uncle, Steve, was recently diagnosed with myelodysplacia. My aunt and my dad were supposed to get the DNA tests awhile back to find out if either one of them is compatible for a bone marrow transplant. Haven't heard the latest on that. I've never been all that close to Steve but I care about him a great deal and think about him every day.
And then my grandfather had a stroke on Friday. My grandmother says he's doing ok but I could tell talking to him over the phone that he's not well. I don't even know what else to say about it other than I need to get over my irritation with my family and go see him very soon. I will never forgive my self if something happens and I don't get to see him.
I think I'm selfishly worried about running into my dad if I go to see my grandfather... I haven't seen him or spoken to him, other than an Xmas card, in 4 years. I can forgive him for a lot of stuff by I can't forgive him for giving up on me. My grandmother continually tells me how much he loves me and Connor, etc. but it sure doesn't feel like it when he has made no attempt to contact me in so long. I love him more than anything but I don't know what to say to him.
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