MY LIFE - MARCH

I found out some rather disturbing news the other day. It turns out that Tricia Ross's mother knows my mom and about half my family on my dad's side. Also turns out Anne Ross used to babysit me with her now ex-husband Neil and that one night, good old Tricia may have been conceived on our couch.

Just thought I'd mention that since Tricia went to all the trouble to explain that her parents knew my family and that my mom explained to me that I was babysat by these people when I was really young. I couldn't have been more than a year old, since Tricia's only about a year younger than me. Still, the whole thing intrigues and scares me. This girl that I'm fast becoming good friends with was possibly conceived on our couch. Wow.

It's really not all that bad actually. When you come right down to it, it just shows you what a small world this is. I don't think I'll be asking any questions about where I was conceived however. Nope. Not touching that one.

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Since I haven't written anything for the last couple of days, let's catch you up now. I have a really bad cold right now. My throat is so sore, I can barely talk sometimes. Try eating like this. Better yet, try eating with the sore throat and a bunch of sores in my mouth. I made the mistake of eating french fries. I thought I was being burned with a poker when those fries entered my mouth. It hurts just thinking about it.

The cold has also rendered it impossible to taste food right now. I found this out when I tried to eat some tacos we made in Microwaving in first period. They must have been spicy because I could feel a slight tingling sensation in my mouth. I couldn't taste any of the food though. The cheese, nothing. Lettuce, nothing. The meat, nothing. Then again, no one else could taste the meat either.

I hate colds though. Especially when they come prepackaged with the sores and the sore throat. It just really makes me mad sometimes. I flip out actually. I can't talk, therefore my main way of driving people crazy is taken away. I have to resort to plan b, which is just start getting into things and causing general chaos. At least people at work were understanding of my situation. They told me to holler if they were needed. Such nice guys. They knew that I could barely talk, let alone "holler." They though they'd get a free ride. Too bad they left the bell up on the counter.

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It's snowing outside yet again. We just can't seem to be able to shake winter now that March is here. Which doesn't surprise me in the least. The forecast is for 1-3 inches of snow tonight, then a repreive for about two or three days, then the forecast calls for snow. Just snow. Which in terms of The Weather Channel means a snow storm is in the forecast. We've had two in the last week, what's a third one, really? Coincidentally, it's supposed to happen Sunday into Monday. C'mon Brunswick, we still have another snow day. Let's use it then.

Which is another thing. There was a snow storm ravaging outside when we went to school today. Brunswick, ignoring everyone else who was closing and ignoring the forecast which called for 3-6 inches of snow, was one of the few schools in the area open today. Can we just scream now? I mean, what's the point? Does Brunswick think it's going to get a leg up on everyone by having school when everyone else is closed? I hardly think so. If it weren't for the sad Cleveland City Schools, I'd say Brunswick is one of the sorriest districts in the state. People call the city Brunstucky for crying out loud.

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Anyway, the last couple of days have been rather boring. I've been sick, so I haven't really been doing much. Actually, I haven't had much of a chance since my mom's been dominating the computer trying to learn this whole HTML-web site business. She's making progress, but she still needs to learn and remember some things about the whole process. It's not quite like anything she's tried before. I don't care how many lines of code she's played around with in her previous computer classes, HTML is something that's different. She still doesn't quite understand why certain things work the way they do. Then again, neither did I. I at least read a couple of books then took things on. She's learning on the fly.

So I've been delegated to helping her, which hasn't left me much time to do any work on my web site or to really write any e-mail. I know I told Pamela I'd write her a long e-mail, but I haven't had the time for it lately. Hell, it's 1 am right now as I write this. I just haven't had time because my mom's trying hard to work on her site. She said she'd try and give me some time tomorrow. Hmm, I'll see about that one.