scatterings of scat



24 August, 2004

Another day of court and I'm surprised at ... at how lovely the weather is.. at how I want to be in about three places tonight and all of them... I just want to be on my own in company if that makes sense? I want to be spoilt rotten and showered in gifts and treats.

I don't manage to get many of those these days- they belong to a much more considerate and generous time.

I find myself giving stealy stares and feeling cold and brittle inside too often- mostly a response to people being inconsiderate and miserly.

Oh well.

Court...

so now another two weeks to wait. And then after J&R's wedding there will be the civil trial. So there's always something to look forward to I guess.

I have so much to do and I need atleast another two hundred a week to do it.

I spoke to my mother before but I forgot- as I usually do- that she's retarded and insane- and so halfway through describing what it felt like to be on the witness stand she launches into one of her sermons about me being a 'considerate' parter.

I got mad and told her that I already do too much for too many and I really think that maybe I'm owed a little.

I miss Brad.

Weather is nice.

Yeah.

New diary soon. Its about as soon as my new couch.

God knows.




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