News Archives: September 1998

September 1998

July - August 1998

September 26, 1998:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LUKE!! he's one year old!!!! so because of this we had relatives at our house for most of the day. so I am really really tired.

September 24, 1998:

life is happy. things are happy. I am happy. Paxil is wonderful. I'm going home tomorrow. everyone wish Luke a happy first birthday. he turns one year old on Saturday. Sunday I'm going to Ren Fest again. well, Alan, my friend there, seems to have decided to run off with the festival. and I gotta see him before he leaves for who knows how long. and this time Beth and Pam and lots of people are coming with. yay yay yay.

September 22, 1998:

why insurance companies are supremely evil beings: so, i went to the nice little free clinic here to talk to the doctor again so i could get an actual prescription for paxil, my drug of choice, and he gave it to me, and so i went to shop-ko pharmacy to get it filled, since i knew that they were ok with my insurance. i got there, and waited about half an hour and then finally it was done. i go over there to get it and they tell me that my insurance won't cover it because the doctor is not one of their doctors. i save them money by going to a free clinic, an i can't even get covered for prescriptions that they write? what kind of bullshit is that?? so i just paid $64 for my own mental health. now that's going to help my depression alot to be poor from paying off my drug habit.

September 21, 1998:

ok....i spend half the night waiting for my ex (shawn) to call like he was supposed to, but does he call?? NO! GOD i love men sometimes!

September 19, 1998....later:

so i decided once again to go out to the rock overlooking the river, which has become my "thinking spot" but there being a couple out there when i arrived, i went to i high outlook over the river instead. i was up there thinking, and when i felt i had made a decision, and decided i wanted to go to church tomorrow (unitarian universalist....don't worry) i went back down to the rock and decided to try walking across the river again. so i went. i saw a couple go and sit on the rock, but i decided to trust my stuff up there with them. so i ventured further across the river. i was further than i went last night, and i noticed it as getting deeper, and being afraid of drop-offs i decided to go back. i was getting more confident of my way, and walked more quickly, when i slipped and and fell on algae on the rocks. so now my right leg is scratched up. and half my clothes got wet. ah what fun. and then the couple i saw up on the rock...it turns out that i know one of them. what a joy. falling on my ass in front of people i know. i always love doing that. i do have a great urge to try that some time at midnight naked.

September 19, 1998:

ok, i'll finally update this. last night i was walking through the chippewa river. it was great, standing in the middle of a river. i don't think that they have to worry about any drunk people drowning trying to swim across it this year. i'm listening to "fixing her hair" by Ani Difranco right now. i love that song. very beautiful. i'm roommateless for a while. i don't know when cheryl's coming back. it all depends on how her friend with cf is doing. i really hope that some miracle happens. or a transplant comes. hey, i just realised...maybe i should link my dad's page from here....its kinda small because it was just my dad trying out image-mapping, and the image-mapping isn't even working right now. but it does have my family tree...which should get updated..but oh well. one week till Luke's 1 year old!! and two weeks till i get to see ani!!! oh...added note....hmm...ya think paxil's making me a little drowsy?? i almost fell asleep in the shower!

September 15, 1998:

paxil is an evil evil drug. makes sara sick! and makes sara sleep lots!!!! it seems that either icq or peoples computers are going on the fritz. people keep going on an offline. so, are the peopel right? is it only you three that come to my page, how many is it now....50...times?? well, i am assuming that you people have more of a life than that, so SIGN MY PAGE!!! yeah, that means you! its not hard...not very painful...just do it! ok enough of that. i'm thinking of setting up some sort of page for giving money/support to a friend of a friend who is currently in the hospital with cystic fibrosis, and dying. i dunno. should i try it? just have people send like $1-$5 or more if they want.

September 14, 1998:

for those who know me well...guess who called me last night...wait most of you already know. but yeah. shawn. you probably all know the story. he cheated on me with my close friend, etc etc etc. well, he called to apologise finally, after not talking to me for 5 months. ack! well, it seems that he's getting fat. like one of my favorite quotes: "A broken heart is what makes life so wonderful five years later when you see the guy in an elevator, and he is fat and smoking a cigar and saying 'long time no see'" as said by Phyllis Batelle. so i was in a daze for a long time last night.

September 13, 1998:

ok, i fixed my guestbook now. and the russel moren comment from a few days ago (happy laura??). i'm listening to my new dar cd right now. but i should get back to studying. i hate biology.

September 12, 1998:

ok, i just checked my counter, and it seems that 13 people visited my site today. hmmm. didn't know anyone came here. validates this site's existance i suppose. so, you people sign my guestbook, so i know who you are. or just to be nice. i got a victorias secret credit card today. they give you free stuff. i'm wearing the nightie i got there right now. but i probably should get to bed.

September 11, 1998:

i thought this was worthy of comment. i was just reading our school newspaper. this is what i saw:

HEY UWEC STUDENTS: WE ALREADY KNOW.. EAU CLAIRE RADIO SUCKS! BUT WE SUCK LESS

this was an add for I94, a local radio station. there's something wrong with that marketing idea. something very wrong. i also found great joy in reading the police blotter, where besides the usual graffiti, drunks, and fire alarms, there was this one: "A 20 year old female fell out of her 6 1/2 foot hight bunk bed at 3:58 am in Towers North. She had landed face first on the tile floor...." i'm glad to know of the intellegance of some people. DON'T SLEEP IN A BUNK BED IF YOU TEND TO FALL OUT OF BED! it seems like this school has just spent lots of money and upgraded the computer labs...but why do they not upgrade their ethernet system, instead of having the current 1.5k/sec or as low as 29B/sec yesterday. but it looks like i should have 10MB of space on the student network...the only thing is how do i get at it. ack.

September 08, 1998:

back at school. yeah yeah. narf. i figured i might as well write some while i check to see that my legible background is working ok. so, as for good things, i found the lyrics and chords to my favorite song! alan sings it at ren fest and i discovered that it is actually a suzanne vega song. ah well. at ren fest i got marked on with henna, and saw a psychic, along with going to every one of alan's shows. laura bought a fuzzy hat. ask her about it. she likes it. the psychic was cool. she told me that i'm gonna meet some older guy. like 3-4 years older. don't know about that one. hey, if it was 40 years older or more, it could be russel moren, everyone's favorite stalker at ritz! i guess he came in today and asked where "that cute chick named sara" was. ha. damn. wasn't there. this guy is old enough to be my father/grandfather. he comes in all the time and gives us presents and flirts with us. its frightening. oh, and he takes pictures of us. i wonder what he does with them......

September 05, 1998:

well, i moved back into school, but now i am home again because i needed to get my newly repaired english horn. i'm going to go to the rennaissance festival again tomorrow, and me and laura are going to sing with my friend alan kloss. "sing along, marion; keep on carrying. if you don't sing along i know you don't care enough to carry your end of it on." oh, a proffessional told me in other words that i am a self actualizing juggernaut.