Name:     blue star
IP:       152.163.213.52
Subject:  Re: Down Odessa Way...
Email:    bluestarliz@hotmail.com
Website:  http://
Everything was going fine until I come home and see that my boyfriend, whom I
have been praising for the past 48 hours strait, has not emailed nor called me.
Sadness. What is worse is I see he HAS had the ability and time to go on the
internet and type, just not to me. It doesn't seem to me that he has had ample
time on his hands.

i'm gonna be tacky for a moment, and comment "you mean, there are boyfriend
that actually write emails???"



so i'm afraid i'm on the verge of losing my mind.  my mom's boyfriend called
this evening to tell us the highways are all black ice around lubbock.  a
glance at the weather station confirms this, and my mom is seriously
considering staying another day.  me and my sister shoot each other panicked
glances...emily hoover (my sister's best friend) is in town for a week (she
arrived on friday and didn't see urch) and i would really appreciate getting to
spend at least a little more time with kenny before he goes to chicago and i
don't see him for half a year or so.   besides, i'm so increadibly bored that
chasing down that skunk that has been making my showers unpleasent and killing
it with my bare hands is beginning to sound like a quality way to spend an
afternoon.


seriously, i'm so increadibly bored.  the tv is on constantly, making reading
next to impossible (not to say i havent', i read an entire cosmo and "maus II"
today).  i am a cross-stitching fiend...no this isn't a hobby i usually do, i
don't have the time nor patience to cross-stitch, but these are desparate
times.  and i am dying to talk to someone who is not related to me.  anyone...i
got on aim and almost no one was on...grr...i appologize for bitching, but my
family really is driving me crazy.  like my grandmother keeps on telling
stories about getting mad at min wage employees...which is really irritating,
since i realize my own grandmother is the sort of person who makes people like
me miserable at work.  don't yell at the person stocking lays potato chips that
they don't make your favorite flavor anymore...it's not his fault!  and the
walmart cashiers are doing their damndest to keep the lines short...argh.  and
the tv...sorry for bitching, but i am really miserable and hope to god we don't
stay another day.  i go read XE and try not to think about it now.  joe, i will
email you and tell you if you need to feed the cats again.



having the worst christmas of my life this far,

liz