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Well, my sister's wedding is finally over! Don't get me wrong, I had a blast, but I had no idea just how much work it was to be someone's Maid of Honor! No one told me all the stuff you had to do, lol. Like the whole being the one to calm the bride down thing, yeah alot harder than it seems. But I did enjoy every minute of it. And on top of that my entire family got to be there. AND my cousin stayed for her birthday, her first birthday in 28 years where the ENTIRE family has been there. So of course, there was a packed house, 15 people including the baby- this doesn't include the 4 dogs either. Which resulted in much hilarity, the occasional WHACK on the ass, thank you Cait's, Jamie, Billy, and Kristan! My ass still hurts! And a lot of great memories that I really needed. You know, God works in mysterious ways and I think today was his way of telling me to stop, relax, and take time to remember what makes you happy in life. So, God is good, and knows what's best, especially when you don't!

Okay, so yeah, it's ben forever since I've added any sort of blog. And this probably isn't going to be much of one, lol. There isn't much that's happened except for the fact that I work all the time. I haven't had much time to do much of anything, much less blog. I did finally get to go on a bit of vacation and so I went to Georgia to visit my family. I had an absolute blast, though I had to pay for it. I worked both of my jobs everyday this week. 55 hours total. I'm so damned tired I can hardly form coherent sentences. But here I am, sitting in front of my computer uploading my pictures, and writing a new blog. I've been happy and I've been hurt. I thought I'd found the guy of my dreams, who has really turned out to be , at least right now he is, a total jack ass. We had a few really great dates, talked on the phone constantly, and then after I talked to him last monday, i've heard nothing from him. I've lost 30 pounds and was beginning to feel sexy, to feel like i'd accomplished something. Someone liked me, someone wanted me, and then BOOM nothing. I don't know what to think. I haven't even tried calling him because I don't want to seem desperate. But then again, I want to know if he's okay. He's has Chrones and Colitis disease and it makes him depressed. I'm hoping that his aversion is a part of that. But I just don't know. He also has a kid so that could be part of the problem. I just don't know. This whole ordeal has thrown me for a loop and I don't want to think he's an ass, b/c when we're together he makes me so happy. He makes me feel special. He makes me feel like I'm someone special. What am I supposed to do?! Give up and move on?! I just can't do that until I know what's wrong with him, or me, if I'm the problem. I admit now that I might have fallen in love with him, despite that I'd only known him for a couple of months. Oh well. Unless something happens I suppose I'll have to give up. Maybe this is God's way of telling me this isn't it that there's something else I"m supposed to do, someone else that's meant for me. Who am I to know what is the will of God? All I can do is trust in Him, but damnit it's hard to do! I'm such a control oriented person that it's so hard for me to give up that hard won control. I know that probably no more than five people will read this, but oh well. It at least makes me feel better to get it out there and off my chest.

I'm out. It's almost midnight here and i've worked all week and finally have the day off tomorrow. So, I'm gonna go finish my beer, watch Primeval, and then go to bed. Laters.

Okay, so I know it's been forever since I updated, oh well. I got a second job. And between that and my first job, while I'm making some damn fine money, I have very little time to do much else of anything. Which sucks. I love my free time. However, as stated previously, I'm making some really good money, which is enough to pay my rent! WooHoo. AND can't forget that I have a two month old niece. Who I love more than anything. So, time, I don't have much of it...bleh.

My mom sent me this e-mail...I was tempted not to open it, but...I'm so glad I did! This just goes to show you how STUPID lawyers are.....it's astounding.

HOLE 19
These are from a book called Disorder in American Courts, and  are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters who had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place.

ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
WITNESS:   Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
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ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?
WITNESS:   Yes.
ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
WITNESS:   I forget.
ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you forgot?
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ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?
WITNESS:   He said, 'Where am I, Cathy?'
ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?
WITNESS:   My name is Susan!
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ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know
                  about it until the next morning?
WITNESS:   Did you actually pass the bar exam?
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ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?
WITNESS  : Yes.
ATTORNEY: How many were boys?
WITNESS   : None.
ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?
WITNESS   : Are you for real? Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new
                   attorney?
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ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead people?
WITNESS   : All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
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ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?
WITNESS   : Oral.
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ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
WITNESS   : The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?
WITNESS   : No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy on him!
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ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
WITNESS   : No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?
WITNESS   : No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?
WITNESS   : No.
ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
WITNESS   : No.
ATTO RNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
WITNESS    : Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
WITNESS   : Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing Law.

So, last week was pretty sucky...well...besides the fact that I had 2 days off work! That rocked. But anyways. Tuesday of last week, was a terrible, horrible, no good,  very bad day.

It all started when I was running late for work. Bad enough. Well, I hop in my car get to the end of my driveway, put the car in drive and there's this God awful CLUNK, then a horrible screeching/ whining noise, and...my car won't move. I put the car in park and turn it off. All the while thinking, "Dear God, please just be stuck!". So, after a quick little prayer, I turned the car back on and put it in drive. Again, the screeching/ whining noise, but the car did roll forward. I try it again, and the same thing happened. So, I managed to roll my car onto the side yard and took my dad's other car to work.

The whole time I was going to work, I was practically sick. A blown transmission is HELL to fix even if you have the money. Which, I don't. I called my parents once I got to work, as well as my brother-in-law, who's a mechanic. And ask him to sort of check out some used cars at the dealership he works out. So, the whole time at work, I'm practically sick trying to find a way to make it all work out. Well, later I call my mom to see if she's heard from Jamie, and come to find out, she hasn't, however...she did talk to my dad. Who told her that I sounded "absolutely euphoric" (His words exactly) that my car was busted. So, I cry....at work...I HATE crying in front of other people.

So, I finish up work and go home, thinking, hoping, and praying that everything's done with for the day and that I can just have some time to think about things. So much for wishful thinking. Oh no, I don't get to just think about it. Instead my father comes downstairs and tears into how I live my life. How I'm going to pay for this. How my future is going to work out. What plans I have for my future. What does this have to do with a fucking transmission?!!!!!! So after sme tears and trying not to rip my father's head off. He leaves. Oh, and he gives me the WORST FUCKING ULTIMATUM possible. He tells me I can drive his car to work, if I give my boss a two weeks notice. Fuck that shit!!!!

Well, it's been almost a week since that happened. My poor, wonderful "Ai" (that's my car's name) is busted completely. However, my brother-in-law, Jamie, works with this really really awesome guy named Ben. Ben likes to buy busted cars, fix them up, and sell them to his family. Ben is going to buy my car!!!! Not for much, but he's buying it!!! And on top of that, My mom and I went to look at cars today, and I found one that is so me it's not funny, AND, it's totally within my price range.

So, now all that's left to do is finish the deal with Ben, and convince my father to help me get a loan. Whew...I feel better now. Wish me luck!!!!!