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Friday December 3, 1999

3/XII/99 - ditsy dilemma

Urgh! I woke up this morning with a groggy throat. No, not just a tired, not wanting to wake up throat. But an icky, back of the throat, can't swallow, real raspy, kind of thing! Ew! Just my luck too! So here I am with one of my neato-pleato handkerchiefs from Argentina around my neck, blocking out all possible coldness from further attacking it. I chose the cream colored on with little squirrel or chipmunk-like characters on it.

there's more where that came from...

Other then that, spirits are high today. After all, it is Friday. Which means two days of glorious rest await me just around the bend. Plus, the play starts tonight and I just can't wait! Grandpa is meeting me to see it tomorrow. So that will be extra-special-nice for sure. You may have noticed that I mention family members, without much explanation of who they are, or how they fit in. So I've put up a family page. It's barely hanging on right now, very empty. But I'll be adding to it as inspiration flows. To start (or kick) things off, I put up Nela's page already! I'm kind of in a mental dilemma. I'm sure it sounds petty and ridiculous, but it's extremely important to me. I am all confused and worked up about it in my brain, but I can't get a clear definite resolution out of myself or anyone else for that matter. (It probably doesn't help that I've only really mentioned it to Ed and he's involved in it, so he can't really be impartial. Besides, I don't think he understands that it's that eventful for me.) You see, yesterday I got my pager bill. As you may have noticed, I also have a cell phone. Therefore I really don't use my pager anymore. However, I had passed it on to Ed so that he could use it. For a while there he would have it on him all the time. Then things got rough and he refused to respond, and stopped wearing it. Now he's out of the habit and doesn't seem to want to get back into it. What are you trying to get at? you ask. Well, I have a real problem with not being able to communicate with someone. It really bothers me when phone calls aren't returned, messages aren't answered, you get a constant busy signal, etc. I've grown accustomed to simple and consistent responses that are getting more and more difficult with Ed. The worst part of it, is that I know it is not him. Unfortunately he does not receive messages that I have called, or even left on their voice mail system. As you may remember from the experience I had with his mother the other day, I can't really feel confident in her aiding this communication along. So, to make a complicated thought process short: I don't understand why Ed's so adamant about me finally canceling the pager. If it's the money, I can semi-understand. But really, it's very cheap for the convenience. Who knows, maybe I'm just all flustered over nothing. Wouldn't that be a change of pace! I'll just have to suck it up I guess.

...enough already!

  scribbled by manky @ 15:21:00
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