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and it seems blurry...

i feel like i haven't written in a while...
i actually started a journal entry at work on friday, but got called away from my desk & didn't have time ot finish it after i got back. i debated finishing it, or inserting what i had of it somewhere in an entry, but i looked over it today, and its nothing worth adding anyways.
c'est la vie.. just wish i could remember what i had meant to write about...
as for the weekend... friday night was hell night. chrispie & kevin came by a bit beforehand (bringing bill back from getting his license! : ) ) and it was good to see them... hell night itself was definately an odd onethis time; signal to nosie ratio was really low, the dancefloor was too crowded for my taste (and not knowing anyone on it prolly had somehting to do with it), and i just wasn't in a very social mood.
max & bill had wanted to have an afterparty, and partially in hopes that by the end i'd enjoy it & partially just out of the knowledge that i can hide if i want to, i agreed. bill & i ended up leaving the club early & coming back here to chill for a bit before the party stared, which i am very glad about. i never ended up feeling better, and that quiet time was good for me.
after people started showing up, i stul to this (the computer) room, and after it got too crowded, asked billt o kick everyone out so i can go to sleep.
bill was absolutely wonderful. he's amazing as being my PR guy, and was being watchful enough of the house so i actually felt comfortable enough to go to sleep with that many people here.
saturday was mostly a bad day. bill woke me up whn he woke up at 11ish, and i just wasn't functioning. it took me over a half hour to even get out of bed. after taking some time to become coherent, and waiting for bill to run to the store, i took my part in maing breakfats out of the thought that food & coffee will make me feel better. unfortunately, i wasn't right enough... after bill & adam took off for arisia i spent the time either staring at the screen like a vegetable, or trying to nap. i was having one of those odd days a doctor once told is caused by my heart prolapse... it almost feels like my heart beating is sucking up all my energy... i become hypersensitive to most stimuli and therefore most stimuli is too mcuh for me & i get kinda slow & don't function right. whenever i'd lay down, i'd get close to falling asleep and thne realize i need to get up because i am having an anxiety attack. *shakes head*
it took a bit to get myself showered & dressed to get ready for the evening plans, which had expanded during the interum. dinner plans got beyong fuct and i am still just happy it all over... it just really left me feeling like i didn't get to interact with tobi & the maxies as much as i would have liked because of the insanity prior to being seated & the loadness of the restaurant we were at... which is a bit of a shame cuz outings like this don't happen as often as it should... after dinner we went to see 13 days. i don't know what it is, but watching movies on the big screen, its just so much easier for me to get pulled in, and this time it was happening wicked bad. a lot of my experiences with and opinions of the communist ways were called up, along with some other random associations. overall, the movie did impress me.. makes me really wonder how true to the real situation it is.
after the movie, bill & i were supposed to go to arisia (thanks to adam - we oew you hun!) but as time passed on it was clear that couldn't happen... i was still not feeling very well, bill was beyond tired, and his knee was giving him problems. and the thing is, is that we both really wanted to go. it was like we were two little kids, and our bodies were playing mommy, syaing 'i know you really want to do this, but you can't'. *sigh* that, and i still feel miserable about the financial aspect of that : /
we ended up spending time on our computers before actually going to sleep - i think both of us were trying to catch second winds... i ended up getitng a score of 36K+ on bejeweled, and seeing adam as he dropped back by before heading home...
today feels like its just surreal. we woke up a bit late, and it took me a long time to make up my mind about breakfast - a part of me really wanted french toast, but i was feeling lazy, and generally odn't like cooking just for myself to begin with. so after a while, i just ate cocoa crispies (yum! : ) ). and then some female hormone must've kicked in, cuz i just started cleaning... it lasted through washing the dishes, wiping down the stove & counters, sweeping the common areas and cleaning the bathroom.. w00h00! : )
i meant to take it into ou two rooms after the common areas, and got as far as straightening out the computer room a little bit before winding down.
after some eating & some vegging, bill & i decided its time to hit bradlees. boy was it a madhouse! in the end, i got 2 sheets for our bed, ssome ginseng pills that my mom's been telling me to get, some hair/shower accesories and a thing of really cool purple gliitter... and all for $30 : ) bill ended up splurging a bit more, but among his purchases is a flat grill, which is osmehting that ought to make living here a lot more yummy from now on : )
and now we're back, and i am tired... a couple of bill's friends are here too, and i feel bad because i'm jsut sitting here clanking away, and not up to anything.
cest la vie though - it seems like its just one of those weekends.
one odd thing that happened is that my bank card got rejected for $5 at the supermarket after hitting bradlees. thats really godamn odd & unnerving, as there should be a lot of money still in there, which i just called there automated line to verify. *raar*
the other thing doing that made me realize is that if i keep using my ATM card at random banks, i am going to pay more in service charges then paying fleet's fees would be. definately food for thought. and after i remembered asking about direct deposit at work, i found out we don't have it yet - and fromt he sound of how it was said, we prolly won't for a while : /
i also finally downloaded my new year's pix on friday (& the pix i took of chrispie & kevin while they were here) - there isn't much of them... and i have yet to edit them (photoshop crashed when i tried, and i have been too lazy to reboot), but they should be floating around soon.
and there's been other things on my mind, but i'll talk about them later - just not up to it right now...

PS. this entry was edited at 10:04

Date: 2001-01-14 11:53 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
You to me sem like a spoiled bitch. I was reading throgh this and my god girl you need to have an attidude adjust ment. You are not a princess, and you need to learn to stop using the helpless girl attidude on men . It is annoying.You shuold go back to where you came from you dumb jew.

Date: 2001-01-14 11:54 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
LMAFAO..... It is about time some one said that to Yulia.

Date: 2001-01-15 08:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tobi.livejournal.com
oh yeah..one more thing....
if you're going to reply to your own messages...


wait more then one second to reply!!!!

good lord....

Date: 2001-01-15 09:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] volve.livejournal.com
You have a right to your own feelings, I respect that, even if I don't agree, but that last religious insult, tsk tsk, methinks you might be punished for that...

BALLS

Date: 2001-01-15 08:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bugmanhai.livejournal.com
I love this!
Such intestonal fortitude! I am gonna post a remark that is a defamation of character but I dont have the balls to let people know who I am!
Why dont you get fuct!!! Tell the reader's who you are so we can find out how sad your little life is,and post remarks.

I hate people with out spines! C'mon be proud of your hatred, unless you are trying to hide or are embarassed by how you feel. Must not be too inteligent having to resort to a racist slur to try to make some one feel small. (I will be ranting bout this in my own journal shortly).

Date: 2001-01-15 08:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tobi.livejournal.com
tsk tsk...someone forgot the rules of how to formulate a proper insult. ie. dont make yourself look like an ignorant dumbass. when did you pop in from the 1940's? i know racism isn't dead, but i am glad to see it's still stupid.

second of all...the typical arguement. if she's so horrible, why read her journal? and why bother to post? what's worse than the person being insulted, is the person who has nothing better to do but insult them.

there's just a whole list of arguements i could make to about what an ignorant dumbass you are, but i don't need to really make them. it's already pretty obvious.

and hey! i'm actually willing to sign my name to this and not hide from what i have to say. intersting notion, huh? try it.

Date: 2001-01-15 11:53 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
What a horrible thing to say.

This is Martin Luther King Day -- it's about creating a future where we accept one another for our differences, even delight in our differences. Stereotyping someone based on their religion, color or ethnic background makes your own life so poor and so small.

I feel very sorry for you, and I pray that you become blessed with love, compassion and empathy.

Date: 2001-01-15 12:16 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
MLK:

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every tenement and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old spiritual, "Free at last, free at last. Thank God Almighty, we are free at last."

@#$%?!!

Date: 2001-01-15 12:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] maxiezeus.livejournal.com
::shudder::

Just be lucky it's my day off, dude. If my brain were 100% switched on, I'd go to town...

I'll get back to you...

P.S.: This isn't even some random nobody who doesn't have the googuts to stand up and be counted. Used the real first name, donchew know...

Date: 2001-01-15 12:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mortis.livejournal.com
Now this is funny. Not only does mystery man (or woman) not have a spine, (s)he has no imagination for insults. How upsetting. What is this person afraid of? That we are going to physically beat him/her up? LOL. Too much.

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