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Monday, August 20, 2001


Well it's been about a month since the dots showed up, and finally they are almost gone.
But Now my sister and Kai seem to have the same damn thing! That's pretty damn odd since Pityriasis Rosea is supposed to be Non-Contagious.
Oh well, I am surviving, and so will they.
Connor goes back to school Thursday and I am having mixed feelings about it.
On the one hand, I love spending time with my little man, but on the other hand, He's kind of driving me nuts.
He has the same idiot teachers that he had last year, same classroom even, the poor guy thought he had been flunked when the classroom assignments showed up in the mail.
I will not put up with the same crud from those bitches this year though, if they can't be bothered seeing to his academics needs, then I will insist that he be placed in a classroom that will.
Pagan Pride Day is doing whatever, and as hard as I try to stay blissfully ignorant, I still end up fielding phonecalls and dealing with Potential Vendors and crap.
This thing called Pagan's Night Out has been going on for a couple months now on the 13th of the month at this really cool local pizza/coffee house. The only Problem I can see is the tiny fact that Bob and Brenda, the 2 complete and awesomely destructive Pagan assholes have recently opened a 'rock shop' in the back of the coffee house.
I pray that they go away before this place goes bankrupt and dies like the last place they got their nasty claws into.
Already the numbers of pagans that show up at the Pizza place to listen to a pagan Musician friend of mine has more than halved.
I directly blame Bob and Brenda who just seem to love driving people away and destroying businesses.
I would say I am better since Ranting, but I am not.
But then, this is my diary and I should be perfectly allowed to write any damn thing I want down here.





Thursday, August 02, 2001


Well I am one pissed off polka dotted bitch. After having these damn things since the 14th of July, it started out just a few little flat red slightly itchy spots and one bigger one on my upper left thigh where my leg bends. It has spread to my upper chest, my neck, my back (to a lesser extent) and my upper arms and legs, with a slight itch that bugs me and being really fucking tired, I mean alot tired but not sleeping well at night. Well now I finally know what it is.
It is a thing called PITYRIASIS ROSEA
a stupid rash that appears for no reason, lasts 6 bloody weeks and then goes away most likely never to return.
Going to the doctor will do no good as the treatment is Calamine, Benedryl, and
Gasp!!! Sunlight!!!!!
Now anyone who knows me at all knows how I feel about sunlight. It is the enemy. I have damn near translucent skin, I burn very very very easily I have been doing my level best to avoid it all my life. So now I have to go out in it? Topless? (thank gods for privacy fence)
My friend Brian is going to laugh his ass off at this one, he teases me about my 'sun phobia' and says I need to make friends with Mr. Sun for my health.

OKay Universe!!!!!!! The Irony is not lost on me!!!!!!!!!





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