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I'm an artist who writes nonsense..... Or is that just part of being an artist....

Friday, November 11, 2005

It wasn't so bad....

Okay, so it wasn't as bad a day as I thought it would be. But that's a good thing. Actually, I'm surprised at how good a day it was considering that the longest I was able to sit down today was for two hours. I was on my feet the rest of the day. Ugh! My feet hurt. Could someone come massage my feet? I'll give you a cookie.

Well, I have a rehearsal tomorrow that I hope I can remember to go to. Ginny, if you read this before...... 10:00 Sat. the 12th, call and remind me about rehearsal. I am in a bit of trouble considering that my voice hasn't been doing very well today. I can only hope that it feels better tomorrow.

I think I'm going to go on a one-meal-a-day fast in hopes of getting a good score on the ACT.

Unfortunately, it'd probably just make me gain weight, so I guess I'd better not. No, I will...... well..........

posted by Unknown @ 8:32 PM  

11 Comments:

  • At 1:56 PM , Blogger Unknown said...

    Yikes Christa, felt like spamming my blog did you?
    Well, your comments are counted now so stop complaining.
    We only rehearsed a Christmas song.
    How would you know whether or not I'm a talented actress?
    GOD gets me good scores on the ACT, my fasting helps me deserve to.
    Fasting makes me gain weight. Yes. I know, it seems unreasonable, but there you have it.
    Actually, I lose weight WHILE I'm fasting(at least a little), but afterward I gain it all back, plus a little extra. So, essentially, fasting makes me gain weight.

     

  • At 6:41 PM , Blogger Disciple said...

    So what exactly DID you exert yourself at all day?
    I guess if nobody arrives to massage your feet, you could crumble the cookie on the floor and rub your feet in it?
    How is Sprong?

    ebjxmhev

     

  • At 9:40 AM , Blogger Unknown said...

    I am so misused by that horrible Irishman. See how he verbally abuses me?*sigh* Mr. Briody, there is no reason for you to know what I do at work, but I'll tell you anyway.
    I assist a girl who has cerebral palsy around her house. That may not sound like a lot, but it is. The REASON that it isn't a piece of cake is as follows........

    1. Her parents are very picky
    2. She can't talk
    3. She doesn't WANT to talk
    4. She is spoiled
    5. She can't walk or do ANYTHING without assistance (this includes everything done in the restroom)
    6. Doing anything with her takes a substantial amount of time (eg. It takes an hour and a half for her to eat breakfast)
    7. I have other things around the house that are my responsibility (washing her laundry)
    8.(which i suppose I should have mentioned earlier) She has to go to the restroom every two hours, and it takes a half an hour to do.
    9. She likes country music(this means that I am forced to listen to it ALL THE TIME)
    10. She is never content to do the same thing for any extended period of time(this is only a problem when her parents are home)
    11. Her parents expect me to keep her entertained the ENTIRE TIME I'm there
    12. I work twelve hours. From nine to nine
    13. Sometimes I don't get her to the restroom on time
    14. Whenever I get time to myself, I'm always on edge, afraid that one of her parents will be back any minute and think that I haven't been doing anything all day

     

  • At 12:55 PM , Blogger Disciple said...

    That's awful.
    I didn't realise.
    Sorry.
    It sucks to be you.
    Can I help in any way?
    No.
    OKay.

     

  • At 8:42 PM , Blogger Unknown said...

    Actually, I was thinking about hiring a hit man. If you REALLY are willing to do something to help me, than maybe you could......

     

  • At 7:08 PM , Blogger Disciple said...

    I have solutions but they can't be aired in public.

     

  • At 7:09 PM , Blogger Disciple said...

    What sort of money would we be talking?

     

  • At 5:28 PM , Blogger Disciple said...

    I didn't know she could bake.

     

  • At 10:52 PM , Blogger Unknown said...

    I can't bake. Christa made that up. She WAS, however correct about the monopoly money. It's just about all I have. That taken into account, I'd say we're talkin' millions.

     

  • At 11:57 AM , Blogger Disciple said...

    Don't you have a job caring for somebody?

    Don't they pay you?

    Are you a liar or a loser?

     

  • At 11:09 AM , Blogger Disciple said...

    Where is Shelley?

     

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