i was in a place like back home where i am originally from in the country. i didn't visually recognize any of the people i was with, but they were supposed to be people i knew, old friends of mine. my boyfriend wast here with me, too. we stumbled into some weird satanic ritual and we wanted to watch, but we didn't want to participate. the people (my old friends) saw us and told me i was pregnant. they said i had to give them my baby and i refused. so, one girl stabbed me in the right side into my stomach and up under my ribs. then all those people except my boyfriend disappeared. i was bleeding profusely and dropped to the ground. my mom came into the room and gave me the phone to call the emergency room. on the phone i asked the hospital to bring an ambulence because i needed to go to the emergency room. the girl on the phone told me that i would need to make an appointment and the soonest she could get me in would be a week. i screamed that i would be dead by then and asked "don't you have an emergency room where people gow hen there is a REAL emergency?" the girl seemed dumbfounded and replied that no, they don't have one of those. i hung up the phone. i didn't know what to do. my boyfriend suggeted i call a different hospital like ECMC (don't ask my why that particular hospital transported itself to middle of nowhere new york on the other side of the state). he was trying to put pressure on my wound and told me i would be alright. he was the only one actually doing something to help me. i was in the process of trying to get on my bicycle and ride to the hospital when the alarm clock went off.


there is something wrong with my brain i think, haha. i need to do either more or less drugs before i go to sleep.

a semi-drunken picture of my baby bunny, Ruby

the sad part is that if i wasn't drinking the picture would prolly have been worse

floppydonkey really wants someone to play basketball with

[inlink]soyeon,42[/inlink]Please totally ignore that email. Your first clue should have been when it said "Dear Sir." Also, don't ever send anyone your bank information online. That's just crazy.

I haven't had much to write about lately. I just work and then come home and do nothing. Floppydonkey and I went for a run at Delaware Park yesterday. It was really hot. I'm going to be really bored this weekend.

i just got finished working my first day at Express in the Galleria mall. so tired. need food and alcohol.

followed a stupid lady home that didn't have a singal working brake light. i want to report her but i don't know how. i almost crashed into her.

[inlink]emily,169[/inlink]I used to play that when I was little, but we played MATH = mansion, apartment, trailer, house...or if we were playing with someone we didn't really like, T would become Toilet.

I just came back from a very enjoyable walk down Elmwood with Floppydonkey. I stopped and took a few pictures and spent a few minutes at Talking Leaves. Now we are getting a dinner picnic together to take to Delaware Park.
PS: Floppydonkey doesn't post much because he doesn't think people care what he has to say. Please visit his journal and let him know you care.