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(7:17 pm - 11.27.2002 - crapola - i feel  ) i was going to take before and after pictures of my basement, and believe me, i should have. my basement has looked the same since i was born. mom hired some guys from a company to come over and clean it out. and wow. they used over 50 garbage bags. it's so disgusting. now all the bags are lined up in the backyard just waiting to be taken by my sworn enemy, the garbage man. i think my pup pup is going to get up early saturday morning and actually pay the garbage man to take them away. wow. that was one huge job that these guys got done, almost effortlessly. next big project: my room. too bad i can't hire guys to come and do that. i actually need to go thru the stuff in there... which is scary. i know things are living in there. my mom made me watch thirteen ghosts sometime last week, and now i'm back to seeing things. it's so pathetic. that movie isn't even scary or anything, it's just my mind is really fucked up. i stopped seeing bugs and animals for awhile, but now i see everything. and i get scared if i have to walk down my hallway in the dark. god, how old am i now??? i went to call starz on her birthday, but i forgot her number. i never wrote it down either. finally i remembered it and called her on tuesday. i think we're planning to go out on saturday. i felt like such an ass for missing her birthday. but hopefully, i'll make it up to her. i was so pissed at my boss, for scheduling me off on wednesday nite, but now i'm working. seeing as i work with all these alcoholics (not a joke), they never show up to work. he asked last nite if i could come in tonite. i really didn't want to, seeing as last nite was fucking awful, but i am. blarg. last nite. ugh. when there aren't many people there, they usually work in a big group. well, when they work in groups, i never join them, cause ed doesn't ask me to. but since marilyn was there last nite, i had to join the group. and it wasn't even group work. marilyn and i worked together, and then all the men worked together. well, ed would come over and supervise marilyn and i a little, but it fucking sucked all the same. i really hope i don't have to work there much longer. it's beginning to get so not funny. when 8 people are scheduled, and only 5 show up, and the next morning you see 2 of the guys that called off waiting to get into the bar at 7 in the morning.... that's sad. i'm so thankful i'm not an alcoholic. heh. i bought someone a little something today. hehe. i just love buying and giving presents! it's might even be better than getting presents..!!....... i'm mad at myself today. i could have slept all day, but no, my body decided it didn't want to sleep and woke up for good a little after 4. not cool. that was only after 5 hours of sleep. stupid stupid stupid. my body must not realize just how much i enjoy sleeping. so, in conclusion, i hope everyone has a happy thanksgiving (if you celebrate and junk). and i know winter is here, when right after the first real snow, i fall on my ass so everyone can see just how graceful i am. fun stuff. and why are we grateful for what we have only once a year, or when something unimaginable happens? shouldn't we be grateful everyday? things could always be worse...., right? right???? and i did have a funny story to tell, but one of the people involved, reads this, so obviously, i'm not going to share it at this time. and the thing that makes me mad-is the one thing that i had-i knew-i knew-i�d lose you-you�ll always be special to me ~*~liz << - >> if you really loved me, you'd buy me presents | 