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There are people on the net that have nothing better to do with their time
then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours
a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a
day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their
opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into
their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.
To these people I say grow up.
Here's a bit of info people...the web is
a HUGE place. If you don't like what I say here, or who I am, or what I
do, or talk about, or what I look like, or the color of my hair, or
whatever asinine thing you dwell on, go somewhere else. It's
really, really easy. Honest. You just click the little "x" in
the corner of your browser and *poof* the offending, big, mean and nasty
site has disappeared.
I pay for this site. It's mine. That
means I can use it for whatever the hell I want to. Don't like it if I'm
bitching about something in my life? Oh fucking well. Go somewhere else.
Think I'm stupid for expressing my thoughts? Too fucking bad, don't read
them. Somewhere along the line, someone forgot this simple fact: Live
and let live Don't like me, cool, fine, whatever, I don't care.
This journal is NOT for you. It's for me. I'm not in it for popularity or
fame or anything stupid like that. I write it because I need to write and
express myself and get things out of my head sometimes. So read or don't,
it doesn't matter, but don't waste my time (or yours) bitching about it.
*gets off soapbox*
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Thursday, March 23, 2006
Lifesavers
Yes, those seemingly innocent candies. We all know them. We've all eaten them at one point in time or another. Yesterday, one of them tried to do me in.  I borrowed my friend Rand's Jeep in the afternoon yesterday to run some errands. I hit Wal-Mart and printed the photos for an order, hit Michael's to get more boxes figures to make more boxes (like this one) since I've had some interest in people wanting purchase one. Lucked out on the boxes but not the figures. This may be harder then I thought. Next stop was a pagan bookstore. After that, I headed home. Around 5pm, I went to return Rand's vehicle to him at his work. Love has to pass it on his way home, so he was going to meet me there. I chatted with K. for a few minutes while waiting for him to arrive. I casually grabbed a cherry lifesaver from the bowl. A few moments later, it somehow went down my throat. I wasn't trying to swallow it and I don't know how I did on accident. I couldn't breathe at first and I ran to grab some water. Poor K. ran off to get one of the guys in the building who knows CPR. For the next half hour or so I'm sitting there, crying (uncontroably), coughing and in a hell of a lot of pain. I kept thinking it'd come back up (and I went into the restroom and about coughed a lung up but not the lifesaver) but didn't. I drank a cup of hot water in hopes that it would help melt the candy faster. They kept trying to get me to go to the clinic or the hospital but I don't have insurance and there was no way I could afford to go to a walk-in. I just don't have that kind of money. Love finally took me home. I felt so embarased. Everyone was hanging around K.'s office, concerned, asking if I was ok. Which was sweet of them, really. I just felt like such an idiot. Crying despite not wanting to, coughing and feeling so dumb for having gotten a lifesaver stuck in my throat. It hurt all night. Bad. I took some Bendryl to help with any inflamation which made me sleepy. I kept dozing off on the couch in the evening. I ate some Cream of Wheat - warm, soft food - for dinner. From guzzling all the water, I got a really bad upset stomach and I must have swallowed a lot of air. My poor stomach was killing me. And all the coughing made my lower back really sore - you know when you throw up really violently or a lot of times you pull your lower back so you can't really move without it hurting? That kind of sore. Woke up today and it feels better but it still hurts. It's like an ache and a quasi pressure feeling in my throat. I'm sure it's probably quite sracthed up from the experience. I hope it gets better soon though. It's really uncomfortable. And I still feel like an idiot. So the lesson for the day is Lifesaver + stuck in throat = bad.
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
at 3/23/2006 03:49:00 PM ~
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