I decided I needed to take my pants off. It improved my disposition greatly.

I’m just a regular woman, living in Michigan, 22 years old, 2 cats, there’s nothing extraordinary or fantastic about me, so I assume that my thoughts can’t be too exciting to anyone other than myself. But that’s quite all right, because this blog is first and foremost, for myself and nobody else. This will hold the chronicles of my boring life as I try to change myself for the better, I’m hoping to write every day, or every other day at least, but we’ll just have to see.

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Location: Grand Blanc, Michigan, United States

Thursday, June 01, 2006


Every time I have a blog or a journal I write furiously for a few weeks, even a couple of months, then neglect it completely. Good to see that my habits haven’t changed much as I’ve gotten older.

The 30th was my 22nd birthday. Very little happened. My mom picked me up, and we went to get the tail light on my car changed, very exciting, a very fancy thing to do on ones birthday. This put me in an off mood. My mom’s had my car for weeks and she didn’t bother to take it up to the oil change place until my birthday.

We bought a cake at Bueches, a “Chocolate Chocolate Cheesecake Cake” which was very delicious and has effectively raised my weight by 5 pounds or so. Then after a bit of arguing my mom took me home. I was going to see grandma and grandpa and get my gift from them, but they went off to the doctors before I even arrived to my mom’s house.

The day after my birthday I had an appointment for a pulmonary functions test and some X-Rays at St. Joseph Hospital.  We get inside, finally get where we’re supposed to be, and the first thing that happens is a woman comes on the loudspeaker for the “morning scripture”. I thanked god (heh) that I had brought my iPod and headphones and blasted deadman until that was over. It felt very uncomfortable to be a hospital, listening to somebody recite from the bible. I tried to think if it was illegal, as in the separation of church and state, but it IS a hospital named after a saint, not a state building. Still it’s uncomfortable and pretty upsetting to have scripture shoved down your throat. I wonder when the powers that be decided that this country was going to be a Christian one. I know it wasn’t the intentions of the founders…meh.

During the pulmonary test I was given a drug called Albuterol through a nebulizer, which gave me severe tremors. Other than that the test wasn’t hard or uncomfortable, other than the fact that the shaking made me feel that I was starting to have a panic attack. It didn’t go away until after the X-Rays and after the Arby’s for lunch. We stopped at Meijer for a few things, including some extra-special mousies for Kage. He really likes them.

Tomorrow is my monthly appointment with Singhal, and we’re also going to Noble Fish as an extension of my birthday, I’ll hopefully be getting money from my dad and his parents, getting my present from my Grandparents, (They got me a birdhouse, but I’m not supposed to know that yet, I have to practice acting surprised.) Also we’ll be going to best buy to pick up a new network card and HOPEFULLY a couple of video games, depending on the kind of money I get from my dad. Hopefully I’ll get about 200, 100 for a massaging pad for my couch to ease the pain in my back a little bit, and 100 for video games. I want so much stuff…


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