"In the world I see....you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned super-highway." - Chuck Palahniuk
"It is always simply a matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy, or a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. The people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the peacemakers for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country." - Hitler's propaganda chief Herman Goerring
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Life is crazy & no time to write………..
Never told about J’s shoulder, did I? Well on the 4th of this month the kid, T, & I went along with J to her hockey game. 1st off….picture this….J’s playing on the ice & I, of all people, am with the 6 & 8 year olds!! WTF, indeed. Her’s, who can be a bit of a handful, was great. Mine almost got her ass beat down. Total attitude & showing her ass. Other than that…heh heh….it was fine being with the kids. T has only been to one other game of his mom’s b/c Sharon nor Darrell would ever take him. He needs to see his mother play hockey. In a weird way I kindof liked being with the kids like that. Gave an interesting glimpse into a possible future & it made me feel like a mom, you know? They had a blast, but at one point I look up and J’s in mid-air & slams down on the ice. She seemed ok cause she kept playing for about 15 more mins or so, but she later said that her left shoulder kept tightening up. After the 15 or so mins, she went & sat on the bench for about another 15-20 mins. Suddenly huge SLAM rings thru the rink….look up with a start and see girlfriend looking WAY pissy as she had, apparently, slammed the lil door to the bench area when she stormed out of it. T is all waving his hand & yelling to her & she did stop a split second & put on a fake smile and wave….then she kept storming off to the locker room. There was only 10 mins left of the game so I had already figured she wouldn’t be back on the ice that night. Think I did a good job of being real casual with the kids about what happened & they didn’t seem upset. It was soooo obvious she was in a lot of pain when she came out of that locker room. I had to put her bag in the trunk of the car & tried to get her to let me drive (she is terribly stubborn so the bag allowance was a shocker). She has since found out that she most likely tore her rotator cuff in her shoulder…OUCH! Has been in a sling up until today & just found out that she may be able to get back on the ice in July. She is not amused at the lack of ice time, but I happy today cause we thought she wouldn’t be able to play until late August.
Are you ready for this, bitches???? Have been emailing S & have now we’ve not only spoken on the phone a couple of times, but…..low & behold…..she’s coming to visit on July 13! Bit of a mind blower, eh? She sounds like she’s doing well….working at SLCPD doing a clerk thing with the equipment, got a new dog named Sadie, still with B, her mom’s living with them (!). J has mentioned a dozen times that SLC has a huge Roots store. Gotta love Canadians! Can’t say how nice it was to hear her voice. She’s so funny….said she feels like that dog that keeps jumping up on you and scratching the crap outta you cause it’s so excited. The kid will be leaving the 14th for her vacation with the grandparents in Orlando, but I’m gonna have her spend the night on Friday so they’ll at least get to spend some time together. Sounds like she’s still having some of the same issues that were going on back when she still lived in FL…poor thing. Been with B 3 years! Has it really been that long??? Time flies when you get old, I guess! For once I don’t have to worry about getting the house clean for company, so I may actually get the rest of my decorations finally hung & maybe even some paint on the walls. Would be nice & now that S is gone…I might be able to swing it! At the very least I don’t see why I won’t be able to finally get the rest of our….no, no….MY shit hung up. So, this weekend is my fancy get-away to South Beach with J!! WOO HOO, BITCHES!! Am sooooooooo excited. We will leave the hotel at least once…for an hour….but that’s it. Don’t plan on leaving that king-size bed unless it’s to get into the Jacuzzi tub. I am a spoiled beast. Am so damn beat this week that the R&R is heaven on it’s own. Next weekend………..I turn 31! Can you believe it??? Seriously??? 31. Thirty-one years old. Weird, but I could care less as far as the freak-out factor goes. So far my 30’s have been pretty sweet to me, so I’m not stressing them. We will discuss 40 later. Got the kid’s therapy on the 26th. Got the whole deal of telling her of the divorce. Got the kid’s bday party to plan at El Chuck E. Cheese’s. My life is stagnant no more.11:42 a.m. - Wednesday, Jun. 20, 2007
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