Hello dahling,
This is me. [me]
[/me]
This is the last journal entry I will be writing. [appropriate Emily face]
[/appropriate Emily face]
Why my last journal? Well, I haven't been ignoring anyone and I haven't stopped loving you, but I just have been spending very little time here, which is contrary to almost the whole first 2 years I have been here. I have been making an effort to go out more, read more, get more fresh air, quilt more, and be more socially active.
shouldn't that have this effect: [appropriate Emily face]
[/appropriate Emily face]
and
[appropriate mommy face]
[/appropriate mommy face]?
I hope so. Well, Emily Love (yes, I know I gave my daughter a hippie name
) and I have a ritual every morning. As we are about to leave, we go to the mirror next to the front door and I ask us the age old question of questions, "Are we cute enough to go out?"
[vain but silly people]
[/vain but silly people]
Em says, "Yes!" and I say, "Great, then let's go and start our day!" Then we hug and make silly faces and leave. [gratuitous ridiculousness]
[/gratuitous ridiculousness]
Please keep in touch, if you'd like. My myspace blog is to the left in my profile. I might stop by here a couple of times before my account expires so I will be around and sometimes attending my regional group events after. I also have an email.
I have absolutley loved being your friend and I thank you for making me so lucky. Thank you, thank you!
Ok, Em and I are going to have our wonderful day and I hope you will too.
All our love,
Christine and Emily Love
This is me. [me]
[/me]
This is the last journal entry I will be writing. [appropriate Emily face]
[/appropriate Emily face]
Why my last journal? Well, I haven't been ignoring anyone and I haven't stopped loving you, but I just have been spending very little time here, which is contrary to almost the whole first 2 years I have been here. I have been making an effort to go out more, read more, get more fresh air, quilt more, and be more socially active.
shouldn't that have this effect: [appropriate Emily face]
[/appropriate Emily face]
and
[appropriate mommy face]
[/appropriate mommy face]?
I hope so. Well, Emily Love (yes, I know I gave my daughter a hippie name
) and I have a ritual every morning. As we are about to leave, we go to the mirror next to the front door and I ask us the age old question of questions, "Are we cute enough to go out?"[vain but silly people]
[/vain but silly people]
Em says, "Yes!" and I say, "Great, then let's go and start our day!" Then we hug and make silly faces and leave. [gratuitous ridiculousness]
[/gratuitous ridiculousness]
Please keep in touch, if you'd like. My myspace blog is to the left in my profile. I might stop by here a couple of times before my account expires so I will be around and sometimes attending my regional group events after. I also have an email.
I have absolutley loved being your friend and I thank you for making me so lucky. Thank you, thank you!
Ok, Em and I are going to have our wonderful day and I hope you will too.
All our love,
Christine and Emily Love
hello dahling!
I don't have much to say so here are some schoolgirl randomnesses....
Right now I am reading the hilarious "Barrel Fever" by David Sedaris. I love his books. I am determined to be his dinner date just for one date just so I could talk to him.
My second Nightmare Before Christmas quilt is coming along. I am very excited to make the oogie boogie block. I got burlap and glow in the dark paint. yeeeeeeeeeeeee
I sold two formulas last week. I am so excited for when they go into production soon. I love that they are my own inventions. yay me.
Apparently I am old. I bought high fiber cereal bars because they taste good, shopped in the dollar store twice last week, and yelled at my upstairs neighbors for being too loud after 12. Also, last night, I fell asleep after one glass of wine.
I have been singing "Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport" in my head for two weeks. you will too, now. haha.
Yesterday, I explained to someone how stripes, patterns and graphs turn me on and they didn't think I was strange. Yeah, it's true.
I ate half of a watermelon by myself with a spoon.
My Schoolgirl Spawn Jr. is speaking in sentences with all kinds of big words! It feels less lonely at home to have someone that I can talk to. Her super powers of Exponentially Increasing Vocabulary are growing. *Pats self on back for being a facist about NO FUCKING BABY TALK AND FLATTENING HER LEARNING CURVE.*
I am creeped out by Coca Cola Zero.
I am still using the same office supplies that I stole from a job I had 3 years ago.
I need some fake green pistacio ice cream. not the good kind. the green one with all the artificial flavors and color with copious amounts of marichino cherries. I will settle for just the cherries. I love those fuckers. when I get drunk, I ususally flirt with the bartender so I can get plates of cherries all night that I am drinking.
and one more. I think YOU are cool. don't argue with me.
love,
$choolgirl
I don't have much to say so here are some schoolgirl randomnesses....
Right now I am reading the hilarious "Barrel Fever" by David Sedaris. I love his books. I am determined to be his dinner date just for one date just so I could talk to him.
My second Nightmare Before Christmas quilt is coming along. I am very excited to make the oogie boogie block. I got burlap and glow in the dark paint. yeeeeeeeeeeeee
I sold two formulas last week. I am so excited for when they go into production soon. I love that they are my own inventions. yay me.
Apparently I am old. I bought high fiber cereal bars because they taste good, shopped in the dollar store twice last week, and yelled at my upstairs neighbors for being too loud after 12. Also, last night, I fell asleep after one glass of wine.
I have been singing "Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport" in my head for two weeks. you will too, now. haha.
Yesterday, I explained to someone how stripes, patterns and graphs turn me on and they didn't think I was strange. Yeah, it's true.
I ate half of a watermelon by myself with a spoon.
My Schoolgirl Spawn Jr. is speaking in sentences with all kinds of big words! It feels less lonely at home to have someone that I can talk to. Her super powers of Exponentially Increasing Vocabulary are growing. *Pats self on back for being a facist about NO FUCKING BABY TALK AND FLATTENING HER LEARNING CURVE.*
I am creeped out by Coca Cola Zero.
I am still using the same office supplies that I stole from a job I had 3 years ago.
I need some fake green pistacio ice cream. not the good kind. the green one with all the artificial flavors and color with copious amounts of marichino cherries. I will settle for just the cherries. I love those fuckers. when I get drunk, I ususally flirt with the bartender so I can get plates of cherries all night that I am drinking.
and one more. I think YOU are cool. don't argue with me.
love,
$choolgirl
Hi, I needed an update. How have you been? I missed you bunches. I am getting ready for bed and am wearing my pajamas. I am sooooooo tired. *yawn*
I was all over the place today. After running a crazy amount of errands, Emily and I danced around the living room and cleaned. I made her a tshirt of one of her favorite bands. Whenever I put in my Operation Ivy cd, she laughs and runs around the parameter of the apartment the whole time. Sometimes she stops to take a break and dances and takes a drink while exclaiming, "Because it's my cup!!!" I have no idea what that is all about.
Anyway, here is some gratutious cuteness:
Yeah, she's cute. That's the only reason why she gets away with peeing in her pants. lol.
I must be on my way to bed. sooooooooo....
Love,
$choolgirl
hugs and all around
I was all over the place today. After running a crazy amount of errands, Emily and I danced around the living room and cleaned. I made her a tshirt of one of her favorite bands. Whenever I put in my Operation Ivy cd, she laughs and runs around the parameter of the apartment the whole time. Sometimes she stops to take a break and dances and takes a drink while exclaiming, "Because it's my cup!!!" I have no idea what that is all about.
Anyway, here is some gratutious cuteness:
Yeah, she's cute. That's the only reason why she gets away with peeing in her pants. lol.
I must be on my way to bed. sooooooooo....
Love,
$choolgirl
hugs and
all around Hello, dahlings! Have you ever seen Amelie? Please say yes. I love this movie to pieces. If you have seen it, then you will appreciate the following silliness:
Here is Christine:
She dislikes owning cookbooks she doesn't use
The sound of Velcro being torn apart
And people who watch their Carbs
Christine likes eating cereal from the box
Reading her giant dictionary
Buying office supplies
And a clean kitchen sink
She likes emptying her sewing box, cleaning it,
And putting everything back in.
Here is Christine:
She dislikes owning cookbooks she doesn't use
The sound of Velcro being torn apart
And people who watch their Carbs
Christine likes eating cereal from the box
Reading her giant dictionary
Buying office supplies
And a clean kitchen sink
She likes emptying her sewing box, cleaning it,
And putting everything back in.
hello dahlings! how are you? I miss my friends here, but I am making a good attempt to get out more and have an actual life. I must tell you, I do feel more energized and just generally good. Being positive to be a good person to offer the world is ok. Being positive for yourself feels even better and therefore offers the world an even better you. hmm. We all know that, and I certainly wish I put that into play years ago.
My first paycheck came through with my new raise. I used part of the increase to treat Emily and I to something cool. I bought Em a new dress and a Wiggles video. For myself, I got a David Sedaris book and pierced my nose. I am very happy with that.
A little about my nose piercing... Simple, I have always wanted one since as far as I can remember. When I was a little girl, my mom used to take us to the outdoor markets. I used to be in complete awe of all the beautiful Indian women with gold jewelry and a pierced nose and colorful, flowing saris. gorgeous. I still am in awe. I love to read about religion and culture and listen to music. sometimes I wonder if I secretly wish I was one of those beautiful Indian women. anyway, not that I think I am now, but I have been always very fascinated by the modification and I am thrilled to now have it.
In other news, I have been singing "Tie me kangaroo down, sport" in my head for a week. Em loves when I sing the whole song to her. and bounce around together. Em also now sleeps in a big girl bed. We got a hand me down little tykes bed with a house as the headboard with shutters and a windowsill and everything. Em now calls going to bed "go house." Em can also count to 3. sometimes I cry and get scared that she is growing up too fast for me. my baby is more of a big girl every day. I am so proud of her.
well, here is a poor picture of my piercing and my gigantic tshirt ready for bed:
you can't see it at all. my camera has never been the same since I got disasterously drunk accidentally and dropped it. then kicked and fell on it as I tried to pick it up. and then dropped it again. yeah, I might want to get a new one.
I love you guys and miss talking to you, but getting a life and back to my routine is so important. thank you for leaving me so many sweet comments when I hardly sign on anymore.
love and hugs,
$choolgirl
xoxoxoxoxox
extra kisses if you actually miss me
My first paycheck came through with my new raise. I used part of the increase to treat Emily and I to something cool. I bought Em a new dress and a Wiggles video. For myself, I got a David Sedaris book and pierced my nose. I am very happy with that.
A little about my nose piercing... Simple, I have always wanted one since as far as I can remember. When I was a little girl, my mom used to take us to the outdoor markets. I used to be in complete awe of all the beautiful Indian women with gold jewelry and a pierced nose and colorful, flowing saris. gorgeous. I still am in awe. I love to read about religion and culture and listen to music. sometimes I wonder if I secretly wish I was one of those beautiful Indian women. anyway, not that I think I am now, but I have been always very fascinated by the modification and I am thrilled to now have it.
In other news, I have been singing "Tie me kangaroo down, sport" in my head for a week. Em loves when I sing the whole song to her. and bounce around together. Em also now sleeps in a big girl bed. We got a hand me down little tykes bed with a house as the headboard with shutters and a windowsill and everything. Em now calls going to bed "go house." Em can also count to 3. sometimes I cry and get scared that she is growing up too fast for me. my baby is more of a big girl every day. I am so proud of her.
well, here is a poor picture of my piercing and my gigantic tshirt ready for bed:
you can't see it at all. my camera has never been the same since I got disasterously drunk accidentally and dropped it. then kicked and fell on it as I tried to pick it up. and then dropped it again. yeah, I might want to get a new one.
I love you guys and miss talking to you, but getting a life and back to my routine is so important. thank you for leaving me so many sweet comments when I hardly sign on anymore.
love and hugs,
$choolgirl
xoxoxoxoxox
extra kisses if you actually miss me
Greetings from a short hiatus! I missed you too! I just got five comments from sweet sg people as I typed this journal.
Ok, so my name is Christine. I decided that I need improvements. We all do. It's life. Who doesn't review themselves and want to make changes for progression? I went anon for a few days to think a few things through. Three people I am very close to made the same observation about me and it greatly hurt me that they were right. I certainly need to take care of that. In addition to that, the god awful injury I journaled about previously has knocked some sense into me.
If you are wondering how my injury is, you can see it in the following picture. I warn you that it is graphic and horrible to see. The surgeon cut off part of my nail, it is all bloody and healing, and it has frankenstein stitches. I know you are going to look. you're a sick puppy if you are reading my journal. clicky and thank you for being so concerned and writing to me. I should be better in a few months.
So here I am, squeaky clean:
The following improvements have been and will be made to Christine version 2.0:
1, I need to eat breakfast.
2, I must clean out the remainder of my ex husband's belongings before the end of this weekend.
3, All of my topless pictures have been removed from my sg account. sorry.
4, I need to spend waaaaaaayyyyyyy less time on instant messenger and actually do this crazy thing called "go out."
5, I need to get completely over my exhusband and stop sleeping on the couch when I have a perfectly good queen size.
6, Work needs to stay at work.
7, I must learn to not spread myself too thin trying to help everyone and make everyone happy.
8, I will remove the cellophane from my new exercise video.
9, I cannot spend all night worrying about how tired I am and instead go to bed to get a decent night of sleep.
10, I shall pay a lot more attention to how careless my mouth can be.
yeah, it's a start and no, it's not a lot. It's common sense. and I do plan on being a much better and shinier me. I updated my profile, edited my pics, and decided to log in a little less frequently. I don't owe it to anyone but me and my Em.
I love my friends at sg and I love my friends and family at home. I would like to offer a better person to you and you will get her.
with love,
Schoolgirl
xoxoxoxoxo
Ok, so my name is Christine. I decided that I need improvements. We all do. It's life. Who doesn't review themselves and want to make changes for progression? I went anon for a few days to think a few things through. Three people I am very close to made the same observation about me and it greatly hurt me that they were right. I certainly need to take care of that. In addition to that, the god awful injury I journaled about previously has knocked some sense into me.
If you are wondering how my injury is, you can see it in the following picture. I warn you that it is graphic and horrible to see. The surgeon cut off part of my nail, it is all bloody and healing, and it has frankenstein stitches. I know you are going to look. you're a sick puppy if you are reading my journal.
clicky and thank you for being so concerned and writing to me. I should be better in a few months.So here I am, squeaky clean:
The following improvements have been and will be made to Christine version 2.0:
1, I need to eat breakfast.
2, I must clean out the remainder of my ex husband's belongings before the end of this weekend.
3, All of my topless pictures have been removed from my sg account. sorry.
4, I need to spend waaaaaaayyyyyyy less time on instant messenger and actually do this crazy thing called "go out."
5, I need to get completely over my exhusband and stop sleeping on the couch when I have a perfectly good queen size.
6, Work needs to stay at work.
7, I must learn to not spread myself too thin trying to help everyone and make everyone happy.
8, I will remove the cellophane from my new exercise video.
9, I cannot spend all night worrying about how tired I am and instead go to bed to get a decent night of sleep.
10, I shall pay a lot more attention to how careless my mouth can be.
yeah, it's a start and no, it's not a lot. It's common sense. and I do plan on being a much better and shinier me. I updated my profile, edited my pics, and decided to log in a little less frequently. I don't owe it to anyone but me and my Em.
I love my friends at sg and I love my friends and family at home. I would like to offer a better person to you and you will get her.
with love,
Schoolgirl
xoxoxoxoxo
The usual cheerful schoolgirl will not be joining you today. I am absolutely upset and utterly depressed. I had the awesomest day at work yesterday. A big customer came to review my bleach and color formulas. They were extremely happy with my work and my preparedness. They approved all three formulas! w00t! My boss also took me aside after the meeting and told me that the raise I asked about 2 months ago came through. omg, it's like over 20%!!!!!!!!!!! That will make life soooooo much easier.
So why am I so sad? This is why:
At the end of the day, I injured myself. BADLY. I can't go into details, because I am so squimish about the injury, it makes me sick to think about. I cut into my finger and finger nail with a paper cutter while preparing some packaging to submit a formula to another customer. I am afraid of blood and I started screaming and covering my eyes and ran into a meeting in another room begging for first aid. The safety officer took me to the emergency room.
They gave me percocet to calm me down cause I was freaking out. The surgeon cut off half my fingernail so she can stitch the laceration below the nail. Three people had to hold me down while I got the surgery. It hurts so damn bad. I am out of work for one day and have to go back to the doctor on monday.
This injury is going to take forever to heal because nails take a long time to grow. I am in so much goddamn pain and I have been seeing stars all day. The tetinus shot in my arm is killing me. I can't do anything. I feel so awful and useless. I need my hands. I am a single, divorced mommy. I am a scientist. What am I supposed to do? Everyone needs me to depend on. This completely sucks. I feel so down because I am used to doing everything and now I need help and am in pain. The pain isn't the worst part, it's the feeling useless that is making me so sad. In addition, I am a girl. I am supposed to be pretty and if anyone saw my frankenstein finger, even the strongest stomach would throw the hell up. I don't want anyone to see me.
I am happy about my raise and my approvals, but this just plain sucks. Why can't I have one perfect day? bastards. I need to go lay down and marinate for a while. I need hugs.
love,
$choolgirl
xoxoxoxoxo
So why am I so sad? This is why:
At the end of the day, I injured myself. BADLY. I can't go into details, because I am so squimish about the injury, it makes me sick to think about. I cut into my finger and finger nail with a paper cutter while preparing some packaging to submit a formula to another customer. I am afraid of blood and I started screaming and covering my eyes and ran into a meeting in another room begging for first aid. The safety officer took me to the emergency room.
They gave me percocet to calm me down cause I was freaking out. The surgeon cut off half my fingernail so she can stitch the laceration below the nail. Three people had to hold me down while I got the surgery. It hurts so damn bad. I am out of work for one day and have to go back to the doctor on monday.
This injury is going to take forever to heal because nails take a long time to grow. I am in so much goddamn pain and I have been seeing stars all day. The tetinus shot in my arm is killing me. I can't do anything. I feel so awful and useless. I need my hands. I am a single, divorced mommy. I am a scientist. What am I supposed to do? Everyone needs me to depend on. This completely sucks. I feel so down because I am used to doing everything and now I need help and am in pain. The pain isn't the worst part, it's the feeling useless that is making me so sad. In addition, I am a girl. I am supposed to be pretty and if anyone saw my frankenstein finger, even the strongest stomach would throw the hell up. I don't want anyone to see me.
I am happy about my raise and my approvals, but this just plain sucks. Why can't I have one perfect day? bastards. I need to go lay down and marinate for a while. I need hugs.
love,
$choolgirl
xoxoxoxoxo
This is what I am doing:
I should be sleeping and resting but I can't. I have no desire. sooooo bad.
What are you doing and what should you be doing? you can tell me cause I will keep it a secret. My lips are sealed. they are too busy with my beer.
love,
$choolgirl
I should be sleeping and resting but I can't. I have no desire. sooooo bad.
What are you doing and what should you be doing? you can tell me cause I will keep it a secret. My lips are sealed. they are too busy with my beer.
love,
$choolgirl
Hi!!!! Look at what I got at the end of my awesome as hell weekend:
Yup. Awesome as hell indeed! my exhusband had to be out of town so he cancelled on his weekend for my daughter. Any extra time I could get with my daughter is welcomed. So we visited some of my dearest relatives that I have not seen in the longest time. One of my little cousins said the cutest thing to me. Upon leaving, she said, "you have to go? I know. You have to sing." I said, "huh? sing?" she said, "yeah anyone who wears gloves and tights and skirts like you has to sing. And I know you're a rock star." awww, that was so damn cute, I gave her the biggest hug and kiss. I had drinks with some awesome people that evening and I actually got a decent night of sleep. that's a good saturday.
I had fun running lots of errands with Em and cleaned together before Em went to spend time with her grandparents. How friggin cool was the rest of my day...
I travelled all the way from Christmas Island to see New York and to see Nine Inch Nails. I went with my darlin CrunchMonkey and the uber-awesome derceto. I met my brother's friend and her finace in line and we hung out with them the whole time. The opening band was a goddamn cacophony called Dresden Dolls. Worst. band. ever. anyway, let's never speak of that again. Then came Nine Inch Nails. I couldn't stop jumping up and down. Wow, what a fantastic, amazing show and omg, did Trent look SO DAMN GOOD!!! I loved how much old stuff Trent had in his play list. oooh, so much broken. NIN was the wonderfulest. I danced the whole time and was completely thrilled to hear Wish and Something I can never have. Ah, I love you Trent, you can have all my babies.
On the way into the show, some scalper offered us "I got NINE INCHES" and the gross thing is, the guy who offered the boys the 9 inches had like 6 teeth. CrunchMonkey and Derceto think that I stand out so much, that everyone in NY was checking me out. We stood on a corner and they counted all the people who looked at me, those naughty boys and their egos. I saw the HUGEST, scariest vibrator in an adult shop. I had mad pickles at the pickle bar in roy rogers. and on the way home we figured out how to pronounce an underscore. We got home late and actually got to work on time for the fourth time this year. ;
well, that's enough sharing for now. I am so so glad that derceto and I defied fate again. yessss, I have got to hang out with him more. and my CrunchMonkey is the best date and second awesomest cuddler ever. night, darlings. I need to get some sleep tonight after all that and the day I had at work.
my love,
$choolgirl [edited for Infinity]
Yup. Awesome as hell indeed! my exhusband had to be out of town so he cancelled on his weekend for my daughter. Any extra time I could get with my daughter is welcomed. So we visited some of my dearest relatives that I have not seen in the longest time. One of my little cousins said the cutest thing to me. Upon leaving, she said, "you have to go? I know. You have to sing." I said, "huh? sing?" she said, "yeah anyone who wears gloves and tights and skirts like you has to sing. And I know you're a rock star." awww, that was so damn cute, I gave her the biggest hug and kiss. I had drinks with some awesome people that evening and I actually got a decent night of sleep. that's a good saturday.
I had fun running lots of errands with Em and cleaned together before Em went to spend time with her grandparents. How friggin cool was the rest of my day...
I travelled all the way from Christmas Island to see New York and to see Nine Inch Nails. I went with my darlin CrunchMonkey and the uber-awesome derceto. I met my brother's friend and her finace in line and we hung out with them the whole time. The opening band was a goddamn cacophony called Dresden Dolls. Worst. band. ever. anyway, let's never speak of that again. Then came Nine Inch Nails. I couldn't stop jumping up and down. Wow, what a fantastic, amazing show and omg, did Trent look SO DAMN GOOD!!! I loved how much old stuff Trent had in his play list. oooh, so much broken.
NIN was the wonderfulest. I danced the whole time and was completely thrilled to hear Wish and Something I can never have. Ah, I love you Trent, you can have all my babies.On the way into the show, some scalper offered us "I got NINE INCHES" and the gross thing is, the guy who offered the boys the 9 inches had like 6 teeth. CrunchMonkey and Derceto think that I stand out so much, that everyone in NY was checking me out. We stood on a corner and they counted all the people who looked at me, those naughty boys and their egos. I saw the HUGEST, scariest vibrator in an adult shop. I had mad pickles at the pickle bar in roy rogers. and on the way home we figured out how to pronounce an underscore. We got home late and actually got to work on time for the fourth time this year. ;
well, that's enough sharing for now. I am so so glad that derceto and I defied fate again. yessss, I have got to hang out with him more. and my CrunchMonkey is the best date and second awesomest cuddler ever. night, darlings. I need to get some sleep tonight after all that and the day I had at work.
my love,
$choolgirl [edited for Infinity]
Thank you soooooo much for all the wonderful things and wishes you said to me on mommy's day. you touched my heart and much love is in it for you being so thoughtful.
I did have a picture to share. I'm dressed as a nurse. I am sure happy with how that emergency was handled.
xoxoxoxo,
$choolgirl
I did have a picture to share. I'm dressed as a nurse. I am sure happy with how that emergency was handled.
xoxoxoxo,
$choolgirl
