I really need to get my camera fixed so I can spice this thing up a bit. No one likes a picture-less blog!

dudes will be dudes.

no that is not a new movie title, it's a new philosophy.

Too Many Moms II Screamin' at My Birthday

yay

i just found a list of fake movie titles johnny and mike and i called and asked for, as a prank when we were somewhere strange like vermillion, nc.

here goes

Too Many Moms
Too Many Moms III Hatin' My Dad
Too Many Moms IV Far Too Many Moms
Pork to the Butcher
We Crave More (what are these last two? i dunnooo)
Hard Candy, "no not the drama, the pornographic version"
Soft Moms II, Fightin' With Crime
Ham For A Dime
Screaming at Mimes
Slammin' With Shrines
Slammin' With Spines
Slammin' With Slime
Slammin' With Limes
Lemons With Limes
Strawberry Wine
Slammin' Through Time
Womens with Mimes
Fastin' and Feastin'
Schemin' With Randy
Shavin' w/ Rodman
Brokeback Fountain
Backpack Fountain
Runaway Amy
Kareoke w/ Porky
Porky n' Me
Wives Who Can Rhyme
Google Movie
Dads N' Kids
Brokeback Socket (?)
Clerks (again I say ?)
Shakin' My Tendrils Pt 8
You Are Great
Police School
Drama Bug
Dogs Who Fight Christians
Toastin' To Hogan
Jivin'

"How about that movie with water... or maybe it was a Train... Water Train Massacre"

Aw, I noticed that I have not updated to say that I decided to move after all. That will be sad but probably good for my mental health (I tend to isolate myself which can be a downer). Sarah wrote that Simon has been walking over to my bedroom door and saying "Alff" so he hasn't forgotten me yet. I'm going to miss that home and the family there so so much!

Woo Hooooo! I am celebrating because it has now been...............what? Over two years since B.A.M. has proverbially left me for someone else. I'm so so glad. I have been reading The Glass Castle and man I feel like I know the Dad in the book... and I got away relatively early, thank goodness. A "hard-drinking, hell-raising, charismatic scoundrel."

oh man. week 10 = pushes me over the edge.

i'm a real wreck--forgot to pick up my prescription three days in a row (hopefully they still have it and don't hate me).

luckily my math teacher is cool and understanding.

i just went from saying "i don't care how great he is, i hate him right now for this very hard test." to realizing i should go talk to him because my circumstance is unique, and now everything is going to be ok. no hate. there was never real hate, just stress. i'm going to go get my medication and maybe take it and go to sleep, whatever, everything is ok. i can ace the test.

i just get sick of making these mistakes but i guess that's what makes me so special! hahaha.

i am pretty lucky to live with the nicest people in town on the cutest little farm.

i was thinking of moving closer into town but i love being a loner out here more than i can love anything, i think..

i guess today my emotions were swayed because simon (15 months) finally gave my name a real try. he'd been saying "sheepy" (sleepy) all day, i got him to go from "ecccckkk" (rock), to "ro ro ro" (rock n' roll), so i figured he'd be up for trying "ruth". a real challenge, but he got it! "alffff" or "althhh" close enough!