Jacqui (jacqui) wrote,

Uh oh, still ahven't had much sleep to speak of. Eating doughnuts and drinking a coke. This can't be good. Nope.

Me no like fire. Fire bad. Yeah but it's also pretty too.

I think I will have to go back to catch up on my lost sleep.

Beau (my little boy) is upset because he wants to bring hisa punching/kicking bag thing in the house to play with and I told him it's for the garage. Guess it could be worse hunh? He could be like one of those, "fuck you mom you bitch whore," kids on Sally and Morey (not sure how to spell that) and I could be one of those Mom's who don't think they had anything to do with their kids acting like that.

I love sleeping, I really do and I don't know why I ahve such a hard time with. I went to see a psychiatrist (he was such a pompous boor believe me, and I love psychology)who said he thought I was bipolar. Man I hate that. Maybe he meant it as a compliment, maybe he mispoke, maybe he meant to say bipopular, now that would make more sense.

I need a pool or access to a place where i can swim naked. My body just hums in water. In tahiti I was smiling so much my facial muscles hurt. And I'll tell you another thing to and this is very important; antibiotics give you yeast infections, yes it's true and I don't like them one bit, ununh.

My chicken is lonely and I can't seem to find her a friend who is the same size.

Have any of you ever heard of or seen any of the work of an artist named Loti. He did these kind fo romanticized french Polynesain paintings that i just love.

Mmmm I'm remembering swimming with the bat rays and being rocked to sleep at night by the boat. God, set me free from this hellish los Angeles tied to my mother not auditioning enough because I'm afraid I'm too fat lifestyle and give me some land, please?

Hey you guys how do you put images in here?

Gots ta go sleep or else I will be very mad at myself and have to seek spanking. Tomorrow is neighborhood arage sale day, weeeeee, fun, fun, fun. Me like garage sales. I feel so vapid and silly for having fun chattering away when I know people are suffering all around me. I wish Marlon Brando was my friend.

I really liked meeting Angelina Jolie. Maybe I should get collagen injections. Maybe I should have a stomach staple. Maybe I should get my butt to the dentist. maybe I should shut the hell up and go take a nap. okay. night night. birdie is singing so sweetly here and my fountain makes me feel peaceful when the doughnuts and caffeine are keeping me awake in a jittery kind of state, ack gotta pee.


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