Monthly Archives: October 2009

Honor amoung thieves.

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Valancy
I’m going to the Boo Ball tonight, you?

Jay
omg I think I’m the only one who’s not

Valancy
You should come!

Jay
well its sold out we’d have to CL our tickets
or look for a scalper ha

Valancy
Or kill someone with tickets.
Not me, of course.

Jay
HA
well…just tell me where you keep them and there will be no killing

Valancy
That’s sweet of you.

He then checks the box for “no.”

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Every time I meet with my psychiatrist, he asks me, “Any thoughts of suicide?”

I never exactly know how to respond, because laughing seems inappropriate.  He HAS to ask me that.  And I’m grateful for him, and grateful that whatever my kinks might be, I’m not bent in that particular fashion.

Sometimes I want to respond that can’t he see that I’m sitting there?  I’m there because I didn’t want to lose another day, even more minutes, to sadness and anxiety, that they steal time I think is rightfully mine, and a miser who counts her pennies doesn’t light fire to her paper bills.

No, sir.  We’re having this conversation because I’m the sort of person who wants more, not none, and when my day finally comes at the age of like, 106, I’m still going to be seriously pissed off about it.

A gal only turns 29 once. Well, usually.

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As some of you might know, my actual birthday falls on December 23rd, which is a ridiculous time of year to have a birthday.  (You heard me, Jesus.)  So I’ve done the sensible thing and rescheduled.  This year it fell on Sept 25th.  What day it falls on is subject entirely to my whim.

As you can see, I picked a good day.

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Yost sent me presents.

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*knock, knock*

Valancy Jane – *gets up*

Buckman – “Go away, we hate you!”

Valancy Jane – *opens the door*  “Oh.  You’re not Aurora.  Whoops.”

Postman – “Uh, are you Thelo, uh, Thelove ………… hm.  Oh.  I see.  The lovely Vala …. Valac …….”

Valancy Jane – “Yes.  Thelove  LyValac.  That’s me.”

Postman – *blink, blink*

Valancy Jane – “It’s Prussian.”