I wanted to tell you that we had to take Raven to the vet this afternoon.  Her liver was making her toxic and there was really nothing to do for her but put her to sleep.  She could not walk or see and was in a good deal of pain.  She got worse very rapidly because yesterday she was not like that in the morning.  I'm sorry to have to tell you but I wanted you to know.  We could not bring her home as there is an ordinance about that and we could not bury her anyway as the ground here is still frozen.  She will be cremated. 
Love you and I'm sorry.
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I won the first round -- Mr.Green (Deidre) in the Ballroom with a weapon I can no longer remember (not the knife though).  Deidre really didn't want to go back in the ballroom and was even more agitated when she realized she was the murderer, in the ballroom.

Renee won the second round...Molly and I both knew and were racing to the room...but Renee got there first.  Ms. Scarlett (Me) in the Hall with the knife.  Molly and I were of one mind throughout most of the game, we both knew who and with what we just didn't know where.

Molly won the third round...Renee got kicked out for not realizing she had one of the cards she was guessing...Prof Plum (Molly) in the Billard Room (where we have such fond memories) with the knife.  I knew who and with what most of the game, just couldn't find where. 

I may have scared them...I remembered who had what card and knew who could disprove who...I knew before Renee slipped up what was going to happen...it was weird.  She guessed Prof Plum in the Study with the knife and I was like...but no one can disprove you but yourself...and then she opened the envelop and she was like it's not the study, and Deidre was like who has the study card then and I was like Renee does and Renee was like oh I didn't realize I had that card.  And I was like...um, yeah.  Yeah.

I might not have mentioned...I am extremely good at playing Clue.

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The crisis is over.  Divine inspiration is now.
Whahahhahahahhahha.........
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Apparently Paul hates my paintings like a ton.  Even though last week he said they would look better without goddesses in them, now he says that they do not work as figure paintings or as landscape paintings.  Basically he said that they suck.  And that they suck a lot.  He sort of gave me an ultimatum...I can change the way that I approach my paintings to make them better (/good), or I can change my whole focus.  Of the other P3 students, only Christina was there (Brooke skipped out) and she got the same criticism basically.  Personally I love my paintings and I have no intention of changing them or my focus for this project.  So I am probably going to fail this course, and I'm probably going to drop my painting emphasis.  Because I am super pissed at Paul.  He makes me so incredibly angry.  Seriously.  I was so angry in class that I just kept my mouth shut as best I could because I was worried that I could not control my temper.  But I have such incredible talent and I'm intelligent too!  And he could see that I loved the work I was doing...but it doesn't fit into a historical or contemporary painting type of genre, I have to copy other people I can't do my own thing.  I can't just come in and paint whatever I feel like painting...even though he's giving me free reign this semester.  Yeah, whatever Paul.  You.  Piss.  Me.  Off.  But more on that later,  I have to go to class.
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Old Quote:
R:  I'm painting with my pallet knife.
S:  I'm mixing with my paint brush.
*collective gasp*
A:  How could you?
M:  I don't think we can hang out anymore. 
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Check this out. 



Same dress, similar hair (curled and up), same necklace, sans wrap, sans braces, plus bangs.  Left is from Junior Prom, four years ago.  Right is from Junior Dad's weekend.  Look how much happier I look...look how much more muscle my arms have (ceramics).  It's like the twilight zone...
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1 It's almost like they were made to be juxtaposed...

Posted by: The Witch at January 30, 2008 08:39 PM (CqUcg)

2 Thats beautiful. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen actually. lol

Posted by: Jacqueline at January 30, 2008 09:53 PM (JxFvu)

3 P.S. I meant the child chicken although you look stunning as well haha

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So, my wisdom teeth started to come in.  This was okay.  There was a general soreness from my top left coming in.  Not so bad.  Bottom left started to come in.  Bad, bad, BAD.  Starting on Thursday night and increasing pain.  Friday.  Tylenol? Didn't work.  Oragel?  Didn't even keep me numb long enough to eat.  Saturday.  Aleve? 5 hours...2 hours...1 hour.  Still hurts really bad, can't open my mouth too wide without pain and I'm having trouble swallowing my food.  My mother suggested they might be impacted, and Jackie wikis it.  After commentary about how it shouldn't hurt so bad, and other fun stuff I investigate my teeth myself.  Both teeth have cut the gum, but the bottom one (though halfway out) has the inside half covered with gum still (aka 3/4 of the total tooth is still in the gum).  So check out Wikipedia myself and have a panic moment.  My teeth are probably impacted.  And infected.  And if it's not treated soon it's gonna get bad fast.
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I dreamt that I was out with my best friend picking out extra material to add to my dress (for Sig ball?) since neither of us could afford new dresses.  (It was supposed to be my best friend, I identified her as such, but it was not Jackie, I don't know who it was I just know that I recognized her).  I think we were being driven by my stepdad (which totally freaks me out btw, I don't remember him distinctly but that's what it reminded me of when I woke up).  Anyway I found this pretty fabric (all the fabric was mesh) that matched my dress and then she pushed me out of the way and seized it for herself.  We kind of got into a fight and I found some black material and took it up to the register.  I expected it to be free because it was basically scrap fabric but they wanted like $20 for it (oddly enough Alicia McKelvey was running the register...I haven't seen or heard form her in years), I said screw that and left.  I ran away from my stepdad and my best friend (I actually hadn't seen them since we got into a fight).  I remember running along the side of the road and there were people's houses and pine trees.  I hid behind some of them hoping that when they drove past they wouldn't see me.  Then I called my mom who was worried sick (because they had told her I ran off; actually I texted her "Come pick me up.  Now.")  She came ASAP cause she was freaked that I ran off.  She also brought Cyndy (and Jackie?) with her.  Oddly enough Cyndy (and especially Jackie, who was playing a gameboy) seemed unconcerned.  Mom was totally worried though and I woke up (in the dream) next to her (she was afraid I would run off again).  Cyndy and Jackie were asleep in the same room (my room?), I have no idea why.  The dog was by our feet and totally crazy jealous.  I was kinda like of course I wouldn't run away from you, you're not a psychopath (except what you're doing now)!!  (MoFo was no where around btw).  Strange dream, huh?
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Dinner was especially specila today.  Apparently Deidre was in a freak accident with a tricycle (or Molly killed her).  There was throwing of food, and a dance montage, and a sing-along...there was almost a jello catastrophe...it was so much fun.  I really missed being here.

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