Hi, I'm just getting online after days and what seems like years off... We changed our internet service provider and I'm soooooo lost... I am trying to figure out how to transfer my old address book from cox to my new address at at&t... and I don't have the slightest... Its disgusting... grrrrr II have missed yall more than words can say. I am obviously a computer addict... Oh dear... oh well at least I'm not hooked on the trash chat and stuff like that... I've been thinking of becoming an alcoholic... Sometimes I wonder if anybody else thinks wistfully about how sometimes they'd like to hide from the pain in an alcohol haze... For people who are already fighting addiction or who have family members fighting... I do apologize... sometimes though please understand I envy them... Its been a rough few days and I wasn't even able to talk to my friends... ouch... So hopefully I'll catch up on everybody's journals and stuff in the next few days... get my email addresses imported to my new address book if I can figure out how.... oh dear to be a computer dummy is not what I wanted in life.... ugh..... I've gotten several requests to do one of those mail your place of birth etc etc etc... going to enter it in my journal later.... Hugs Elissa So I'm reading my messages... and... oh I'm sorry... I couldn't resist... Re petition re aliens..... I especially object to these services for aliens who land on our planet in those saucer shaped thingamabobs and who have either green or purple skin, antenna, bright glowing eyes and demand that I take them to my leader... which leader... the head of household... i. e. my hubby... hey he's got my permission to say he's the boss... to my state leader... I guess that'd be Governor Blanco... she might not want to receive us... Hey she moves in different circles... President Bush... oh geez... do they want to go to church with me... Oh wait... some help... they want to see President Bush... uhhhhhh I don't think he's receiving me either.... Uh... Yoo hoo... no dummy not that chocolate drink... yoo hoo as in hey... Mr President.... I've got this weird looking alien... an outer space creature... oh boy is this thing weird or what.... anyway I've got "IT" here and it would like to meet with you.... Oh dear... here they come... They're coming to get me ha ha hee hee... Damn this jacket... Its too tight... and I can't move my arms... hey... whoa... what's going on.... PETITION for President Bush: Dear Mr. President: We, the undersigned, protest the bill that the Senate voted upon recently which would allow illegal aliens to access our Social Security. We demand that you and all Congressional representatives require citizenship as a prerequisite for social services in the United States . We further demand that there not be any amnesty given to illegals, NO free services, no funding, no payments to and for illegal immigrants. We are fed up with the lack of action about this matter and are tired of 'paying' for services to illegals! Ok yall I know this was supposed to be serious... but... well... it just hit my funny bone... oops...
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YOU GOT IT GIRL
OH YES GIRL I THINK ABOUT DRINKING A LOT HAVE SINCE MY MAMA DIED BUT NOEW WITH THE WHOLE LIVER THING IT\'S OUT OF THE QUESTION. BUT YES I\'D LIKE TO TIE ON A GOOD DRUNK EVERYDAY BUT IT\'S JUST NOT SOMETHING I HAVE EVER REALLY DONE BECAUSE MY SILVER HATES DRINKIN AND HOW PEOPLE ACT WHEN THEY DO. GOOD THING I MARRIED HIM OR I PROBABLY WOULD HAVE BEEN A DRINKER LIKE EVERYONE ELSE IN MY WHOLE FAMILY HISTORY.
oooohhh, I\'ll jump on that getting a drunk-on, too. It\'s been forever and although my body probably couldn\'t handle it, it might be worth it! :) glad to have you back! :) love you
Well welcome back. U dont have to read my journal. I havent written one. I seem to want to write when Im doing badly, or upset, and need advice or help, but not when Im happy. And I have been happy since we moved to VT! How r u besides homesick for DS? I miss u!