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Orlando was fine, a little blah. I got some bras that fit me, at Lane Bryant (where everything else is too big). Nothing else. A very boring trip. Read a manga called Peach Girl for a while but didn't have time to finish it. Decided that I want the new BeneFit "Bathina" stuff but took no action in that direction. Couldn't find the new Placebo cd for a decent price (might exch'g my unopened new Depeche Mode cd for it). Generally a long drive for an unexciting result.

My stomach is in knots today and I haven't had much appetite.

I was thinking of profound things to say earlier but I am afraid they've quietly slid out of my head, and not through my mouth or hand, either. Oh well.

There is a radio station in my area that bills itself as "Generation X Radio" and plays mostly 80s. They do play some decent stuff mixed with some total crap, but for some reason, they play a disproportionate number of Journey songs. Like, one every hour or so. I cannot turn on that station for long without hearing "Seperate Ways" or "Sherri" or "High On You". It's like a train wreck... I just can't look away. Is the station manager or program manager obsessed with Journey? Is it a private joke among the djs? Do Journey's reps do payola to get their music played on 80s and hard rock radio, given that they've been touring lately? This is really starting to bother me!

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I still have a hundred things to read.

My mom is at the doctor's, seeing my doctor, actually, because she doesn't have one, and I hope she doesn't lie to them or omit anything. She's really unhealthy and wrecked. She's massively depressed and has gastrointestinal bleeding and isn't getting any help. She keeps insisting that they won't do anything for her except think that she's crazy and tell her that everything is in her head. I personally think that they will probably put her on an antidepressant and something for her stomach, test her for thyroid malfunction and an ulcer, and so on.

One of her cats threw up on my issue of Animerica Extra that I bought last night, the only thing I've bought with my birthday money so far. Right on Utena's face, can you imagine? So not cool.

There are some rumblings with a pension that she is supposed to get from the VA, that they may decide she doesn't need it, and refuse to give it to her, and if that happens we will have to sell the house, and probably won't be able to get a dog. This is depressing. But I guess we'll wait and see.

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Dude. Buffy. I question it. We'll see in a few months, I guess.

Mom and I have been bickering on and off all evening. But she did get meds - Prevacid and something for migraines and an antidepressant. Should be interesting.

I went shopping for food and came home with many delicious things. Yum. Several containers of frozen gourmet soup, some roasted potatos, some curried chicken salad. I wore my new pink capris and an off-white tee and a beaded pink cashmere cardigan, so I felt all cute and perky.

I guess it's just a dull sort of day, but there can be delights in dullness.