Love's Bitch

At least I am woman enough to admit it

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Wednesday, July 25, 2001 I quit Pagan Pride, and people still want all the information about it from me. Do I look like a damn newspaper? sorry, just ranting, I am kind of cranky lately. I have had some allergic reaction to something in my universe and now I have hives all over my torso, and upper arms. I know it's not poison ivy, because the itching isn't that bad, I know it's not measles, cause..... Well I don't know it's not measles since I can't have the damn measle shot, but I don't think it is, I am not more photosensitive, or having hearing stuff going on. That and it's just on my torso, back and upper arms and legs not everywhere. I know it's not Chicken pox, cause if it were, Connor would have it too. So anyhow, I am all polka dotted on my normally near perfect skin. My neck is the only part that shows beyond my clothing though, so it's not too bad. I have made some salve and it seems to be helping, that and my good buddy Benedryl. Transcribed in accordance with the Prophecy by: Angela at 2:06 AM [edit]

Sunday, July 15, 2001 Let's see, I quit being anything in the pagan community because of the bullshit. If I quit everything because of bullshit, I would never leave the house. Wait....... That is sounding like a good idea. Game stuff, oh yeah gods, game stuff. I lack even the words to express my disgust with a number of the players. Not all of them mind you, but enough that the game leaves a sour taste in my mouth. *spit spit* Phooey. Transcribed in accordance with the Prophecy by: Angela at 6:27 PM [edit]

Tuesday, July 10, 2001 I haven't posted anything mostly because there has been little to note. But this past weekend was nice enough to share. I went to a thing called *Origins* It is a gamer convention. Many people, and much stuff to look at and buy. The company I had was the best part. I went with two dear friends and that made all the difference. Transcribed in accordance with the Prophecy by: Angela at 12:39 AM [edit]

Monday, July 02, 2001 Happy Birthday to me!!!! Happy Birthday to me!!! Wait! It's not my birthday anymore, I missed it. Could have something to do with the whole no cake, no presents, no hassle deal. But wait! I did get presents. I got a thunderstorm I got a fresh ripe tomato from one of my plants I got some quiet time while Phoenix and Connor were out. I got pizza to put under the sliced tomato. I got cyber cards from some of my friends, and well wishes from others. I got a card with $$$ in it to spend at Origins. I got another day to live. So, unlike other birthdays that filled me with disgust and revulsion, This one was good. At least as good as last year when I was at game and told noone about it until after midnight. Transcribed in accordance with the Prophecy by: Angela at 1:47 AM [edit]