| Paul ( @ 2006-07-26 16:15:00 |
| Current music: | heart go faster ~ davey brothers |
#NUMBER 146ONEHUNDRED&FORTYSIX
I have been spending most of my time in bed. I am horribly depressed. My parents know, but I am able to get just pissy enough that they back off. Though I really just want to sit and talk with my mom. She knows that I want to talk to her though, she has for about a year, but she avoids all situations where we are alone. Whenever we are alone, there is complete and utter silence. Some of my depression has been enhanced by the uber mega infuriating news that my father has been given an estimate of how long he has to live, and that his bloody brain tumours are back with a vengeance. They are growing at a very much increased rate.
The funny thing is that just before this terrible news, there was a news report on one of those condescending god-like news shows that entrance the masses with totally unfounded scientific facts about miracles and scandals that really should be investigated properly or forgotten all together, where this nineteen year old boy was curing people with terminal illnesses, like cancer. I thought he was a quack and a fraud and a silly bastard, but now I just want him to make my dad all better…
I should call Kathleen and make sure she is not dead. She had a terrible kidney infection and was in the hospital. I felt bad for not seeing her, but then again I hadn’t been seeing anyone as I had just got the news about my father and had been spending my days spread across my bed or my couch. I really need to shower.
My hair is ridiculously long. I am gonna photowhore myself at some point today. Too many people are here currently. I will probably put my hair into a ponytail… just because I can… I just realized that Marcy has most of my makeup still. I will need it back at some point, if you read this. But for now just enjoy the south!
It is SUCH a relief to finally have some cool weather. We have just left the longest heat wave in all the recorded weather of Prince George’s history. It was pretty unbearable some days. I have had offers to take photos of people and their children, but I do not own a tripod, nor do I have the slightest idea of how much to charge. I think I will just have to discus what they expect to pay versus what I need to be paid. Need, what a terrible word.
I have to write some e-mails, so I leave you all with this:
PS. Is it terrible that I think Keisha Chante's death would provide a huge service to Canada's music scene? She is absolute garbage, and a total embarrassment to herself and Canada as a whole. I hope she just disappears, and I never have to hear her crappy wannabe Kelly Clarkson meets BOND piece of shit song on the radio. I will destroy any mixCD's I find with her bull on it. I am sorry, but anyone who can support her or spread word of her existence needs to re-examine themselves. I know this seems terribly hypocritical of someone who posts vids of Dannii Minogue on their journal, but it isn’t. Take my word for it. <3