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Tuesday, April 20, 2004
  Shots, Tires, Drugs, Sick Cat, Gatorade...
There really hasn’t been too much going on lately. In the past week: I’ve had a blow-out, (and do not know how to change a tire, sorry) , a big rock cracked my windshield, I’ve had a HUGE tooth pulled out of my skull, and found out that Tigger was ill. She has been put on a special diet. This cat is used to eating “people” food, cookies, (cat treats), and the occasional can of fancy feast. She’s rotten. It is so hard not to give her these things. I don’t want her to think that I’m changing her diet because I’m mad at her or anything like that. I just want my baby to live a long and happy life.

We’re both on drugs. Ha! Ha! My D.D.S. gave me Lorcet plus, which makes me vomit, and then he gave me Mepergan, which I can take without puking. The only problem is that when I take one of them, I act crazy. I mean REALLY certifiable. I just feel like “I'm in la, la, land. I’ll do stupid shit like pour Gatorade all over the bedside table and when asked what I am doing, I reply, “cleaning”. One time, don’t ask me why, but I was filling up a coke can with hot water. I guess that I was “cleaning” it. I’ll get on the phone and call people that I haven’t talked to in forever. One time, thank God Pepe was there, I had turned on the oven and didn’t even remember doing it. This shit makes me whacky, but it is the only thing that I can take for severe pain. The main pain reliever that I usually take is Ibuprofen, but there is only so much of that that you’re stomach can take. I guess that I need a sitter while taking this before I burn this place down.

Enough about me, back to the baby. The Vet said that her little pee-pee area was swollen and that was why she couldn’t potty. She had also been puking for the past 4 days, but not today. Thank God. He gave her a Phenergan shot for her nausea. (Those shots hurt like hell. It feels like fire going through your veins. I’ve had them.) They had to hook her up to an IV for a little while to get some fluid into her body. She had not been drinking her water, even out of the tub! Dr. Vet then had a shot of penicillin and told me that I was going to give it to her. WTF?? I can’t do that. I’ve never given anyone a shot before. Oh, the stress and anxiety. He just pulled up some skin and put my hand on the syringe to give it to her. I needed to know how to do this because, you see, I have to give her one a day for the next 10 days. AHHH!!!

He said that they should be given at the same time everyday. We are shooting for a nooner. Tigger was just lying on the bed as I walked in shaking like a leaf. I did it just like Dr. Vet said and she didn’t even flinch. I did it!!! Hooray for me!!! She was such a good girl. I guess that I could be learning something that will help me later in nursing school. I just hope that these shots work. I would die if anything ever happened to her. She’s been there for me when no one else was. We’ve been through a lot in the past 10 years. She’s never judged me. She’s never hurt me. She has sat in my lap when she knows that I’m upset and licked away my tears. She is certainly my best friend and I know that we may not be able to talk verbally to each other; I know we communicate on so many levels. I love her more than most people. I really do treat her like a child. Yes, I’m that crazy single woman that lives next door and worships her cat. She’s not my pet; I just got lucky when she picked me to be her human.
Thursday, April 15, 2004
  I'm Not Dead
First of all, I would like to wish one of the coolest chics that I've evah had the pleasure of meeting HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!! Thank you for having me over. It' was much fun. It's good to talk to a woman. There are things that are too cheezy and stupid. We are just better listeners.

Wendy, congrats on your engagement. You found yourself a good one. I wish nothing, but the best for y'all.

This was something funny that was shared with me by Wendy's fiance', Will:
Do you know how much crack rock for a 20 dollar fern!?
Their fern was stolen off of their porch. I'm just picturing a man running down the street with a 20lb fern.

I had my top upper tooth pulled this morning. Don't worry; I've got plenty of drugs to keep me "pain free". He gave Lorcet Plus and Meperidine.

Anyway, the drugs are kicking in. I'm going to lay down; I feel like SHIT!!

Saturday, April 10, 2004
  Emmie, Eric, Erika, URRRGH!! (it ain't going to happen.)
I can’t sleep and certainly don’t have any plans. So here I am. Deal with it. I’m really pissed with my “Precious” because he’s not letting me go to AirAmericanRadio. (It’s over in my links if you’d like to check it out.) I’m missing The Al Franken Factor. It’s probably over by now. Maybe I can get used to this webpage by Monday. I sure hope so. WOW!! Will wonders cease? Just another reason that you should all call me WONDER WOMAN!!! It’s working. I rock! I was able to catch a little of Randi Rhodes Show. She is crazy and I love her. (Crazy in a good way)

My stomach is cramping EXTREMELY bad... I have endometriosis and really bad when I first moved here; my mom told me that I should go to her Dr. Wacko. I went once and NEVER went back. He is the person who diagnosed me with endo. That simply scared the shit out of me. The DR.Wacko told me that I needed a hysterectomy. A fucking hysterectomy at 22. That is when I sought out for my 2nd opinion. She is the best. She removed two cysts and the endo. It was back six months later.You just have no idea how much that I want a Minnie-me. Oh, and shopping for little ones from head to toe. As a female, I must say that I wish this pain on no one. The thing that scares me the most is that I may not get to have children. You see, it’s a bacteria that grows around you uterus. It can cause infertility. My doctor told me that if I wanted to have children that I should do it A.S.A.P. (easier said than done)
Friday, April 09, 2004
Robyn, if you happen to be reading, I've been trying to email you, but for some reason, it won't go through. Anyway, I just wanted to say "Hi" and see how you're doing. Have a "Happy Easter" and email me when you get a chance.
  Where Are My Froot Loops, Bitch?
I woke up this morning thinking of the Succubus. Don’t ask me why! Morcough, cough, couch!! I’ve had a sore throat for a few days now, please excuse me. Anyhow, I went in search for the exact definition of this word. I’ve been hearing it a lot lately and wanted myself and others to have a full appreciation for it. So here we go!!

According to hyperdictionary.com:

Definition [n] a female demon believed to have sexual intercourse with sleeping men.

Synonyms: succuba

See Also: daemon, daimon, demon, devil, and fiend

According to Webster’s 1913 Dictionary

Definition \Suc”cu*bus\, n; pl. {succubi}. [See {succuba}.]

1. A demon or fiend; especially a lascivious spirit supposed to have sexual intercourse with the men by night; a succuba. cf {Incubus}.

2. (Med.) The nightmare

Here are a few funny, but true definitions that I found on UrbanDictionary.com/Sucubus.

A female spirit that rapes men in their sleep. Source: Cassandra, 03/03/03

A succubus is a demon who possesses a man to the fullest extent to where he has no control over himself. A succubus seduces a man mentally and physically. After gaining full control of the man, she will then have sex with him (not rape him) and upon his orgasm, he will die and she will gain his soul. “Heee! Heeee! Sorry.” A succubus is a demon who will take a man’s soul and kill him, unless he is mentally strong enough to seduce her first. “Doubt it” The conclusion of any post mortem examinations will be death by blood clotting which is actually a type of instantaneous rigamortus which is the result of severe shock caused by the succubus taking all of his energy and his soul. Source: resslessdemon, 11/09/03

“This one is my favorite one so far.” A female who takes her boyfriend away from all of his good friends because she’s a bitch. Source: Coby 03/01/03

Do any of you know a Succubus? Are any of you reading a Succubus? Do you know how to rid a Succubus? They are everywhere! No, I’m no Succubus, but I have come in contact with many a Succubus in my day. As far as getting rid of a Succubus; I’m afraid that once the man’s soul is taken; there is no return. Sorry. Isn’t it funny that the word Succubus starts out with suc, like suck? After all, I’ve never met a Succubus that didn’t indeed SUCK! If you come in contact with a Succubus, RUN. LIKE. HELL!!!

P.S. (not Preston) If there is anyone out there reading and you, yourself are a Succubus, or are under the control of a Succubus, and find that my entry has pissed you off; I only one thing to say. FUCK YOU!! This is my journal and if you don't like what you read then go the fuck on. I didn't invite you here. Besides, hasn't anyone even told you, that I'm the nicest fucking person that I know?
Wednesday, April 07, 2004
  Please Don't Look At Me
I met some of the nicest people this past weekend. I forgot that we had more than two of them here in Jackson. I found not one, but two, well, maybe even three people that have offered to be my masseur/masseuse. That is wonderful because a good person is hard to come by. This one girl even makes her own sea salts and has an O.P.I. collection far bigger than mine. I had to commend her on that. I was impressed.

Easter is almost here and that is a good thing. As you know, I gave up chocolate for Lent and am seriously having withdrawals. I’ve started to smoke again. I think that I’m going to start buying all of my favorites today. I want all of my favorite truffles, chocolate covered mints, cookies, a chocolate stuffed donut from Krispy Crème, oh, and one of those new Smores bars. I’m sure that my stomach will be feeling like shit by Monday, but fuck it! I have to get my tooth fixed; so I’m sure that I’ll be feeling like shit anyway. I’ve just been thinking about how it wasn’t very hard to refrain from chocolate. Maybe this will help me in my goal in cutting back on eating anything that could ever look at me. I felt bad eating a crawfish the other day. People, I’m from Louisiana, that’s one of our main food groups! What’s happening to me?

I’ve got less than two weeks to register for school. (Yes, I’m going to summer school and it sucks!!) I’ve got until then end of this month to do something about this living situation and find a part-time job. I’ll probably have to work at night. I did have someone offer me a cool bartending job. I just so don’t want to work in a bar or restaurant because I know that I’d be hanging out with everyone after work instead of getting my ass home to sleep, study, whatever!? One good thing did happen to me yesterday. When I went to talk to the people at my Nursing school, I found out that they owed me a check for 200 dollars. Yipppieee!!! (This will help in the chocolate buying dept.)

Ok, I’m extremely stressed and had to vent. I’m sure that you’ll have the pleasure of hearing from me later.
Monday, April 05, 2004
  You Are Missed
There will be no long entry today. There hasn’t been a long one in a while. I just wanted to remind the world that it was 10 years ago today that we lost one of the greatest artists of our time. I’m sure you know whom I’m talking about; Kurt Cobain. I remember the exact place that I was when I found out that he was dead. I was at my boyfriend’s (at the time, one of those “Spicolis”) house. He called me to come into the livingroom and it was then that I saw it being announced on MTV. I couldn’t believe it. I was and still am a huge Nirvana fan. I built this little shrine to him with pictures and candles. I was 18 OK. Give me a break. This was me losing my John Lennon. I just wish that someone could have helped him. If you listen to ANY of his lyrics, he’s crying out for help. Where was Ms. Love then? (I would try to insult her by calling her Yoko, but that’s an insult on Yoko.) If it were my husband, I’d be damned if I’d be out on tour; I’d be at home watching his every move. There is no one person to blame. The fact is that he is gone. I imagine that he’s having a good time. It looks like Jesus wanted him for a sunbeam after all.

Have you ever had anyone tell you that you can either be one person’s friend or another, but you had to choose? I have a friend that is going through this right now. My friend, he was told that he could either be friends with this certain guy or he was basically to have nothing to do with him, his family, or his friends. Is that fucked or what? I thought the whole point of friendship was to have a friend and make them happy. If they are going through tough times, you (the friend) help them because that is your roll as “the friend”. It is just a sad situation and I hope that it has a happy ending, but something tells me that hell will freeze over first. I just don’t understand how a brother can tell another brother, “if you keep hanging out with him, then you are not welcome at my home.” It is fucked, people.

Wilson, those chicken wings kicked ass!!!!
Friday, April 02, 2004
  Pooh Corner
I just have three things that I would like to explain:

1 In my entry Show Me Your "O" Face, I was referring to my friend's cat Othello. My friend is Mr. O's daddy.

2 In my entry April Fools the "O" did indeed stand for orgasm. (I just didn't want you to confuse the orgasm with the cat.)

3 Sometimes I end my entries or emails with TTFN. For those of you who know nothing about Winnie the Pooh, this stands for Ta Ta For Now which is what Tigger (being where I got my cat's name from) says when he is saying good-bye.

I shall return later. TTFN
Thursday, April 01, 2004
  April Fools
I’m just sitting here listening to really LOUD music. The upstairs neighbors are at it again. This is the second time today. I can’t write or read because I can’t concentrate. All I can hear is the pounding of their damn bed. I’m just waiting for the day that they fall through my ceiling and land on my head and kill me. What a way to die! “Yes, she was killed by the sex maniacs.” My desk sits right under where her bed sits. I’m so sick of hearing them. They are not a pretty couple either. They are two of the last people that I want to picture fucking their brains out in my head. Ewww!! Thankfully it only last for about five minutes. He’s a real John Holmes. They should be finished by now. Let me see, hold on. Oh, thank God, it’s over. (For now.) They do it like five times a day. That would impress me, but you see, if they do it five times a day for five minutes each time, they are really only screwing for 25 minutes. That sucks! Maybe it works for them. Maybe they just hit that “O” point faster than most people.

I know that when I participate in the act of sex, it usually takes me a hell of a lot longer than 5 minutes and I have to be in just the right mood or it just isn’t going to happen. Most of the time for me to reach that point, I have to reflect back on my days of gymnastics. It helps when the “regular” sex isn’t working for me. Heee!!! My problem is that I usually have my big “O” before my partner. Once I’ve reached that point, I want you gone, out of me, where I can go take a shower. I’m just freaky in that way. I’ve been told that many times before. I have issues and that is one of them. I’ve only once in my life had more than one “O” during the same act of sex. I just can’t keep going and going and going.

Speaking of “O”, as a woman, I can say that I’ve never had an “O” while someone was doing oral on me. Is that unusual? Most of my friends act like I’m crazy when I tell them that. I once had someone who was so determined that he stayed down there for quite a while. Though it was nice, I just couldn’t. I could easier masturbate, but I’m shy and don’t want an audience. It’s kind of something that you do privately. You know? I’ve been asked to do it in front of someone before, but I just couldn’t. I felt stupid. Maybe one day I will overcome this. I’m shy when it comes to talking about sex in person. (I can talk about anything here.) I certainly would not live above anyone in an apt. complex knowing that the people under me could hear every little squeak of the bed and every little moan. No, that just ain’t me.
Just go ahead and read, afterall, did no one tell you that I'm the nicest fucking person that I know?! You can email me at catsinthetub@hotmail.com, go ahead, make my day!

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