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She was a good woman... told it like it was, but she was always there for the people in her life... on and off the field. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/900242/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/900242/ Wed, 02 Jul 2003 09:00:09 PDT ---
Gestapoette - Corner Kid #2: tell me something that'll make me smile.
Damyen: Well, I'm eating Animal Crackers. But these are not normal animal crackers. They have to demonstrate some sort of special talent in order to be set free. Well, I'm getting some really interesting ones. One little elephant tried to do back flips across my desk. But I saw through that, he was really a lion.

So, I ate him.

Well, you can imagine what that did to the rest of the bag. Now they're all panicing.
This is great, they are so nervous that they're falling over each other, clamoring to get out.
None of them can perform at all. They are definately not pressure performers.
So, one by one, they follow the elephant.
One rabbit tried to do a disappearing act. He ran, and ran and ran. Trying to get away. But then he ran into a small gang of silver fish. Well, he turned so white that he left albino dropping where he stood before turning tale and running like a scared hare.
Ooooohh, baby, he got eaten really quickly. That was the fastest he moved all day.

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Enough said. He's adorable, isn't he? ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/615859/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/615859/ Sat, 12 Apr 2003 12:52:26 PDT ---
I'm trying not to be sappy, but I gotta tell you...

I am so in love.

D and I went out on a date last night. First time in a couple of months really... first time for a real date at least. And it was great. Dinner and a movie... got to watch Piglet's Big Movie alone in a theater in Dubuque. That was awesome. Lots of conversation - some about the war, some about politics, some about teenagers, some about psychology... it was just awesome.

And this afternoon I met im for lunch... and was just able to enjoy his presence. It's so wonderful...

-Sighs.- Ahh... love... ain't it grand? ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/590027/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/590027/ Thu, 03 Apr 2003 11:17:22 PST ---
Seriously now...

The next time I hear something talk about the UW Budget Crisis, student athletes getting to register early, or the war...
... I'm just going to go crazy...

Yes, we're in a budget crisis and we're still buying new garbage cans. Yes, student athletes registered for classes early and it's against NCAA regulations. Yes, we're at war.

You are getting nothing done by sitting and bitching about it. You want to make changes? Go through the right channels, but don't disturb my lunch with your bitching.

ARGH.
]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/580487/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/580487/ Sun, 30 Mar 2003 21:30:01 PST ---
Alright - I'm not stupid. I know we're at war. I keep up with it, I have a pretty good clue of what's happening. But you know what? For a while out of my day, I like to live in denial.

I see CNN on all the tv's in the student center. It's the front page of the newspaper. There are protests on campus. I have to hunt for a station without "breaking coverage" of a campaign that's 11 days old. I can't miss the posters hung throughout the halls of all my buildings. The news of the war is everywhere. But tonight... was the last straw.

It's late. I'm tired. I have to use the bathroom and get some water before I crawl in bed. And what am I confronted with when I close the stall door? More propaganda on Iraq.

What the hell? I don't even get privacy in these fucking dorm bathrooms and now I have to be reminded we're at war, reminded of all the friends that are risking their lives over sea, reminded of the danger we're all in everytime I enter?

That's ridiculous. Leave me in my ignorance for a few moments. Give me some time for denial. Let me forget, if only for a minute.

-sigh- ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/532121/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/532121/ Sat, 08 Mar 2003 14:49:04 PST ---
Alright... I want to ask ya'll a question. And I expect answers.

Serious answers please... and if you don't have an account, e-mail me. Please.

The cure for your disease is the same poison that caused it. What do you do?

I'll explain later... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/511274/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/511274/ Mon, 24 Feb 2003 06:41:51 PST ---
Some people just pissed the heck out of me. Really, they do. So do some websites for that matter. Freaking e-mail is on the fritz again...

So I'm exceedingly bothered by the increasing dramas that other present. They're dribbling over and spilling into my life now. As if my own life isn't complicated enough. Trying to manage 16 credits, a part-time job, a full-time boyfriend, and a social life that's on the fritz as well... is not all that much fun. (Yeah, that sorority thing came to a screeching halt. What a joke... seriously.)

In the process of getting a migraine... my 8am was canceled, but I didn't find that out until 7:59am... I have to do laundry... Other then that I can slack, but I'm so bored... It's going to be a crappy day me thinks...
Wait no... I'm going to change that. Positive attitude right?
Riiiiight...

Anyway... on that note. I need to kill another... 10 mins or so... then I can wish my boy a good day, and go home. Laundry, sleep... and maybe a little Final Fantasy if he burned the CD's for me. Heh... I'm spoiled.

Otherwise...
]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/482228/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/482228/ Fri, 07 Feb 2003 07:17:44 PST ---
So yeah... it's just getting busy down here. Look at the number of journal entries!

On a side note... I'm struggling with the "k" on my keyboard. I think one of my nails is too long and it causing problems. Rawr. Just had to let you know that.

I was was woken up early by a knock on my door. And who was it? Four girls extending me a bid to join Zeta Beta Chi. Rock baby. So my journey to becoming a "sorority girl" begins. Heh... you think I'm going to fit that stereotype? Guess again.

Now if only my head would get better... I'm not naseous/dizzy today. Thank God... that would have made three days straight. Too bad my head still feels like: . Oh well... I'll go see the good doctor. Watch them try to give me more muscle relaxants and pain killers. Nothing like actually examining a patient, rather then telling them "It must be stress. Take these."

Argh.

So... on that note. Time to head to work... wish me luck peeps...

]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/476507/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/476507/ Mon, 03 Feb 2003 16:13:07 PST ---
Hey hey...

It's my birthday!! And I got ballons!!!

Sorry - Gotta be excited about something.

Yeah... I'm gonna get some

Time to go... lates! ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/457384/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/457384/ Thu, 23 Jan 2003 20:25:26 PST ---
Alright... this is one time I will ask any and everyone who reads this to give me their input...

I've been having these headaches on and off for the past two years. For months at a time, my head is fine. But then they'll surge again and I'll go another 6 months or so with headaches that last about 5 days... to the point that I can do nothing but lie in a dark silent room to make the pain bareable.
I watch what I eat, I watch when I sleep, I watch my emotional levels (stress, etc.). I've tried every pain killer out there... and I have nothing that will even ease this pain.

The question I pose is... what gives you a headache? How do you handle it? What helps you? Anything you can offer I appreciate...

As for everything else... it's fine. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/437820/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/437820/ Sun, 12 Jan 2003 08:50:34 PST ---
Winter break is over... so now I'm back in Platteville. I've been putting in full days all week, spending too much time on mindless data entry. Now I know why I'm going college... that is NOT a job I want. Oh well... one more week of consulting full time...

... and then it's back to classes. Eck. I'm kind of excited. I'm getting to start on my psych classes, and finish up my business classes. I have a few GenEds to finish up, but I think I'll save those for later when things get tough. Either way, I'll be in Platteville for a while yet. And I'm ok with that.

And hey... they let me stay in school. I pulled a 3.4 this semester with a 2.2 cumulative. Yay for me... now I've just got to continue to work my ass off to keep it up.

Things with Aaron are good. We had a long talk last night about priorities, where we wanted to be in x number of years. It was pretty interesting. We both have really different views and thoughts on pretty much everything. But in the end, we're both looking for the same things, we're just taking different routes to get there. I have some idea now of where he's coming from, and vice versa. Communication is the key to a good relationship. Take some time to think, and then come back together and talk. The amazing things that will do... It's great. I love it.

Time to get something done. Need to clean my room, etc before I have to start class tomorrow.

Be well... stay outta trouble. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/395351/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/395351/ Mon, 16 Dec 2002 21:22:47 PST ---
Ugh...

Finals week is here. Finally get over the sickness, and then academics attacked. On a good note though, I seem to be pulling a 3.6 this year. Woot baby... Talk about improving upon a 1.3. So I'm pretty excited about that.

Finally figured out who I'm going to be living with next year. Me and three men. Oh baby. Nah, just good friends. Damyen is living in his own apartment for now. We figured that's probably going to be better for us. Thank goodness for the little fights that take place. Made us realize that living together was just not for us, not yet. So for now, it's Nike, Mike, Andre and I. Should be interesting. Parents are not thrilled with this thought, but they're dealing. They say "You're 20 years old now, you can decide to make your own mistakes." Yay for me eh?

Other then that Damyen and I are still doing well. He's pushing me away right now because he knows how much I have to study. Sadly, my mind is usually too much on him to study. I feel like I'm 15 again. It's kind of cool

Eep... time to make a late night donut run. Then, off to start my finals. Wish me luck... I might need it. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/362673/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/362673/ Tue, 26 Nov 2002 10:02:06 PST ---
Just a quick update.

Finals are approaching way to fast, and I'm not sure how I'm going to get all my projects done before they hit. It's all insane. I'm getting sick as well. I think it's partially exhaustion from not sleeping enough, but I'm not sure how to remedy that. Thanksgiving break is coming up, but I have to do all my projects there. And then Christmas break is shortly behind, but I'm taking a winterim class so that cuts my break to about two weeks in which I need to work for my mother a few days, and then I need to tackle all my college applications.

Yes, that's right. More college applications. For those who are out of the loop, I'm going into Youth Ministry starting next fall. Not sure where, but I'm kind of eyeing up a college just outside of Chicago. Only time will tell.

Time for this sick woman to sleep.

Oh - a last note. No, Melissa is not single. Not anymore at least. Enter stage right: Damyen. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/316862/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/316862/ Thu, 24 Oct 2002 16:23:51 PDT ---
Things in life are so confusing sometimes. Just when I think I have things figured out, I'm generally proven wrong. Heard something kind of fitting the other day...

Man plans... God laughs.

I just need to realize that I'm not in control here. I've given someone else the power over my lifes. Now I just need to follow the will that is being laid out for me and trust that He knows best for me. Hard to trust someone you can't see when those you can are burning their bridges to you left and right.

Trying to draw the line right now between getting walked all over and letting the light shine through my actions. It's hard to draw. If I was just living this life for myself, I think there are things I wouldn't even give a second thought. Oh, how much easier wouldn't that be? But... how much happier aren't I now? Yeah... God is good. Just don't want to hear what He has to say sometimes. But then... I remember that He walked this earth once too. He knows how it goes. But I still have to listen. Ugh...

So Father... what's next on the agenda? :chuckles: ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/290099/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/290099/ Wed, 02 Oct 2002 08:52:35 PDT ---
I'm a princess. You know why? Because my Father is the King.
Yes... God is good... great... wonderful... here, a picture is worth a thousand words:


Yeah... -Chuckles.-

Good mood. Wonderful night. Praise God.
Questions? Just ask. I'll explain.

time to run now... see ya!
]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/285426/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/285426/ Sat, 28 Sep 2002 09:12:49 PDT ---
yeah, I'll show you people technical support.

The drive on my laptop decides to go bad, while still under warranty thankfully, but the store decides they need to send to Dallas to get fixed. Hello? I live in Wisconsin. Do you not know how to replace a drive here? Yeah... that's bs.

So, I'll be offline for a bit. Granted, I can get online from labs, but these computers don't handle the DA site so well... so. No updates for a while. Not to mention that I don't have any of my files. Just hope Toshiba doesn't lose them all for me.

Anyway... not that many people look at my site anyway... but hey. Just thought I'd let ya'll know.

Oh! And I got to meet Claire yesterday. She's beautiful...

But... too my room I go... to do... homework. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/281163/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/281163/ Tue, 24 Sep 2002 11:55:42 PDT ---
You know... I throughly hate headaches.

Frustration I tell you...

But hey... I'm still kicking right? Right.

I missed the boy today... haven't seen him at all. I think I'm addicted. That's bad eh? Eh.



But now... I think I'll have to go do some work. Fun fun...

K bye.
]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/266793/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/266793/ Wed, 11 Sep 2002 08:06:22 PDT ---So I drop on my site today from a lab... and first off...
It looks horrid on these moniters. Rawr... everything is so dark. Will have to see if it's me or this lab.
You put a picture up, it doesn't matter what it's of, and you will instantly get more attention then any piece of prose. I take pride in my writing. Perhaps too much, but still. Has our society become so image oriented that we can't stop to read something? Or is it just a lack of time. Which brings me to another point...
Over-committal. Why in the world do people feel the need to say yes to everyone? Sometimes, you need to say no. Do you really want to look like this?
I didn't think so.

There are only so many hours in a day, days in a week, and weeks in a year. You can't push yourself too hard, else you burn out and then you're useless. And never... never tell me you'll make time for me. And then don't.



It's an odd day. I'm just not happy. I need to relax, realize who is in control, and let them be in control don't I? Yes Father, I know I do. I'm trying. My head knows, my heart just isn't listening.

]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/261888/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/261888/ Fri, 06 Sep 2002 21:29:34 PDT
Claire Louise is still fighting. Getting over the hump. And am I ever proud. She's a beautiful girl.

Starting school again. Trying to get my life back into order. Have a little help and encouragement. Really missing being home though. I don't have Erin or Jen to go to and talk about everything with. Really miss then... esp now when I'm getting all sorts of stressed out. Needing someone that I can talk to at any point in time. Have a few ideas of people from school but... Eh. Mike has issues of his own and isn't really social. Ryan is a busy boy, and I always feel like I'm taking up his time. Andre just doesn't have the intellectual connection I crave. So... I struggle. No one I feel I can be...truly honest around? Well... just no one I feel I can talk to about everything without feeling like I'm bothering them. If that makes sense.

Anyway...
More writing is being requested by those I write with. Woo...
Time to go. Update later... maybe.

btw... Erin... if you're still out there... drop me a line sometime.

]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/218817/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/218817/ Sun, 04 Aug 2002 21:49:54 PDT
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Clare got a new IV line today. Her respirator and oxygen levels have come down more. We were able to see her with her eyes open tonight and she held our pinky finger. Later tonight they plan on weighing her and starting milk again.
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Basically... this is all good news. The respirator and oxygen levels need to continue to fall until she can breathe on her own. And it's also wonderful that she is feeding somewhat. From what I understand, this isn't through the stomach tube. But I may be wrong... Either way... she's doing well. I just hope she continues to do so.

Hang in there Claire Louise... I want to teach you to be rough and tumble someday... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/202967/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/202967/ Mon, 22 Jul 2002 22:42:33 PDT
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My understanding from what the doctors told us is that babies born before 24 weeks have virtually no chance of surviving. Babies born at 24 weeks have a 2% chance of surviving and living a completely normal life with no disabilities. Babies born at 25 weeks have a 15% chance, and babies born at 26 weeks have a 50% chance. Claire was at 23 weeks and 5 days when we were admitted into the hospital and she was born at 12:56am on week 24 day 6.

Claire is currently in the IICU (Infant Intensive Care Unit) at [censored]. She has a long road in front of her. Things went well on day 1, but the doctors warned us that there is usually a "honeymoon" period where they all do well. They also said there will be good days and bad days. Tonight (day 2) when we left they took an x-ray because they had to increase her oxygen levels slightly. They found that the top part of her right lung was slightly collapsed, which is not uncommon. They moved her to her left side and were massaging her right chest. The doctors will be looking for heart murmurs in the next couple of days, which is also not uncommon. And tonight she will undergo a blood transfusion, again very common.

If everything goes well, Claire will be able to come home near her original due date, which was November 4, 2002. Please continue to keep Claire in your prayers and feel free to call or visit.
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So yeah. They have pictures of her online as well. I cried when I saw them. She's beautiful but... just covered with tubes and everything. She must be tiny. Her skin looks so fragile even. I haven't seen her in person yet, so I can't tell you exactly how small she is but... think of it this way. The IV tubes, are bigger then her fingers.

Please. Keep praying for her. She's been a miracle so far.
Keep praying for Ken and Jen (mommy and daddy) and Danny (big brother) too. They're all struggling in one way or another. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/201772/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/201772/ Sun, 21 Jul 2002 22:10:49 PDT Mom (Aunt Jen) has been cleared to go home, but she's remaining in the hospital with baby Claire.

For those of you out there praying for them... please. Keep up the good work. Baby Claire wasn't even supposed to survive the birth. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/198037/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/198037/ Thu, 18 Jul 2002 11:34:06 PDT
So we're just hoping that it all works out. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/195396/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/195396/ Mon, 15 Jul 2002 23:27:22 PDT
14 month old Danny, their first son, is staying at home with grandparents. Ken, the husband, is at the hospital with Jen. They're pretty much refusing visitors, just wanting to be alone for the moment.

This... is hard. This child is my cousin... and... things just aren't looking good. I'm trying to be positive, but it's really hard.

Please... keep them in your thoughts, in your prayers. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/191282/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/191282/ Thu, 11 Jul 2002 21:08:29 PDT

Yeah. I'm just so sick of all this... shtuff.

I can't wait for school to come back around. Time for bed.


Just... smile and nod. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/189432/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/189432/ Wed, 10 Jul 2002 08:32:13 PDT
You know you do. And you know what? Right now, I do too. But then you pause to wonder, does it really even matter?

Feh.

I hate work. Stupid... -Censors self.-

ooooohhhhh... we better leave this here.
Heh.

Have a nice day folks!
-Smiles.- ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/185923/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/185923/ Sun, 07 Jul 2002 08:24:49 PDT
It seems as though life has become such a joke. But then, maybe it's just me.

... Feh.

Smile and nod. Just smile and nod. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/181845/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/181845/ Wed, 03 Jul 2002 00:51:07 PDT
It's been a long couple of days. Sleep hails.

I've written lots of stuff, but it's scattered about my existance. I'll get to it later. When I'm awake. Or... more so at least.

... love me. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/174618/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/174618/ Tue, 25 Jun 2002 23:19:25 PDT
We're an image oriented society. That becomes more and more apperant every day. Ugh. If words are my weapon... I think I'm fucked.

... oh look. someone made me a fav. woo...


-Giggles.- ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/174230/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/174230/ Tue, 25 Jun 2002 15:20:33 PDT
... a lot.
... ... often.
... ... ... Rawr.

... but that's ok. i'll smile anyway. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/172175/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/172175/ Sun, 23 Jun 2002 18:54:47 PDT
Phone has stopped ringing... and that's ok.

I think I need to start putting my prose up here... you see... I started trying to do the whole graphic thing... perhaps I could combine them... have a couple of ikes for charas... -Shrugs.- Perhaps... or perhaps I'll just write.

Who knows eh?

... so... there are these people ... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/127486/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/127486/ Mon, 06 May 2002 20:38:57 PDT -Wiggles lightly.-

I have no inspiration. Not to write, not to draw, not to take pictures. Nothing.

Nyar...

...why do I have to deal with this?... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/112358/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/112358/ Thu, 18 Apr 2002 14:07:47 PDT
I'm honestly so sick of dealing with other people's shit. I don't do anything to deserve it, and yet I'm dumped on more often then not. Blargh eh? Maybe I'm just a whiner.

But this afternoon...rain and storms were forecasted. Were they ever right. It started with a low rumble prowling across the campus. It slowly rose up to engulf the rest of Academia swirling about, studying like a prospective buyer. Then the rains came, mists at first, then the actual drops, large and heavy. They seemed big enough to knock you down beneath their weight. Pounding away the dust and grim that gathered upon any soul trapped out in the weather. But the gods were not pleased yet. The ice fell, hail that rivaled golf balls in size. Forcing themselves unto anything they met, pressing and bending, breaking it some cases. Tornado sirens blared, car alarms shrieked into the haze, fire alarms ringing. Moments of chaos as students peer with scared eyes from one person to the next, unsure of what to do, nor where to go.
And some how, it was beautiful.

...I'm waiting by the phone... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/107880/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/107880/ Fri, 12 Apr 2002 20:28:52 PDT
Twas a day. Isn't much else to say. Caught up with some friends I'd been missing. Was yelled at yet again for being anti-social. Doesn't anyone thing that, perhaps I enjoy my time alone? Duh?

Anyways...I found out Saliva is coming to my campus, a nice little surprise. Should be a good show...cheap too.

anyways. It's getting a bit late, or rather I'm really tired. So before I blabber my life story until a silly website, I'm going to take my leave. Just felt bad for not journalling

buenas noche todos...

...I talked to this boy tonight... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/105554/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/105554/ Tue, 09 Apr 2002 16:53:31 PDT
Perhaps that's the issue.

Sometimes you just hurt so much, and other times you're on top of the world. I look out my third story window and I see the sunshining, hear the birds over my music. It makes me want summer, right here right now. But summer seems far away, long off. I want to be on the water, I want to feel it rush past me as my Adrenaline craves through the surface, making my legs pump and pull to round the mark. I want to lie beneath the sun's sweet caress. I want to run, burst from this school with the knowledge that I'll not have to return next semester. I want to break from this building with the knowlegde that someone is waiting for me beyond the court yard. And yet I want to bury myself, away from everything, away from everything else. Cut the interaction that causes the burn, take away the issues that brings the knife down. Is that so inhuman?

Plans are made, and the fizzle upon the wind. A visit from canada. A trip to canada. A visit from michigan. A trip to iowa. A visit from st. louis. A trip to ohio. A different house. Another apartment. A different school. Another major. All of it seeming to flow, flicker and ebb upon the waves, slipping in and out with the tide. I feel as though my life is mounted upon a pendulum, waving before my eyes, taunting and teasing slipping just out of grasp as I reach for it.

...perhaps some sunlight would do me good...

What do you beleive? ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/104869/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/104869/ Mon, 08 Apr 2002 20:51:28 PDT
I swear, I'm going to pull it from the wall. But then...it's a cordless. Perhaps a three story drop would do it some good. Ugh.

It rings to bring the news of a toddler's death. 5 years old and stolen from life. Destroyed. Innocence stolen? Or innocence preserved?

It rings to bring the news of a fight, a family torn apart. Adults, raised, living on their own, squabbling like children. Unable to communicate, unable to reconcile their differences, even for the sake of their children, the sake of the next generation.

...perhaps it was the toy tractors again... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/104079/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/104079/ Sun, 07 Apr 2002 20:25:53 PDT
Notice the theme in my life?

Anyways, it's the room phone this time. Roommate's ex-boyfriend. Abusive bastard. Starts giving her crap for something...she starts yelling, hangs up all pissy.
I feel so at home in this moment.

I don't really care for home anymore.

...but there's this boy... ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/103452/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/103452/ Sat, 06 Apr 2002 23:24:35 PST
Apperantly I, existing only as a screenname and a phone number in his world, am coming between he and his wife. At least that's what she's afraid of.

:coughbullshitcough:

So spins the world...
...lil ole me who couldn't catch a guy to save my life is suddenly a home wrecker.

Heh. Ironic. ]]> ~devries http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/102968/ http://devries.deviantart.com/journal/102968/ Sat, 06 Apr 2002 08:48:14 PST
This is all experimental. And something to make me get better. I will, I promise. ]]> ~devries