I’m sorry that I haven’t written in so long. A lot has been going on.
I thought that I had hurt my feet somehow, but it turns out that I just have odd-shaped feet, so the bones have extra stress on them. The big solutions are to lose weight and to get orthotic shoes. I don’t want orthotic shoes. I want to wear my sandals as much as humanly possible. Those of you who know me off the computer know that about me.
I joined a site online called Second Life. If you’re not a member already, it’s like the Sims 2. It’s pretty cool. Since I have that darned old addictive personality, I’m only allowed 15 minutes 3 times a week on it. If you join, say that Kezia Randt (my SL name) recommended you. If you’re already a member, feel free to add me as your friend.
Since it’s Halloween, I thought I’d let you know that I found out about an interesting branch of my family history. The infamous serial killer Elizabeth Bathory is my 17th cousin 10 times removed on my mom’s side and 21st cousin 11 times removed on my dad’s side. Before anyone starts saying how gross it is that both sides are related, you have to take into account that part of my family heritage extends from royalty and noble lines, so they intermarried. Anyway…if you don’t know who EB is, she’s suspected of killing 650 people back hundreds of years ago in Europe. She wasn’t executed for her crimes. She was locked in her torture chamber with just a slot for food to come in and out. She is said to have (how gross is this) bathed in the blood of her victims because it made her more beautiful.
If you requested the password for a post on my blog before and I did not give it to you, don’t feel upset. I just found the requests in the spam section of the comments. Not good, I know.
Tomorrow is the first day to add wishlists to the Holiday Wishes community. I thought I’d go ahead and post a list on here. I’d prefer if I were to get anything that it come off my Amazon wishlist, so that I don’t have to give out my address, but if you want it, just e-mail me at jm.holiday.wishes.2007REMOVE@gmail.com. The list:
- Amazon wl (a thousand hugs and kisses to anyone who gets me anything Heroes, Gilmore Girls, or Milo Ventimiglia related)
- Paid LJ time and icons for princess_loser
- Chocolate (no peanut butter)
- Clothes/Pajamas (2X tops, 3X bottoms – any style)
- TV on DVD
- Gift Cards
- Stuffed Animals
- Books (Chick Lit, Romances, Cookbooks)
- CDs (any style)
- Anything with Kate Winslet, Leonardo DiCaprio, Milo Ventimiglia, Orlando Bloom, Pirates of the Caribbean, Titanic, Heroes, or Harry Potter)
None of the stuff has to be new, except the chocolate. I think used stuff is cool, too, as long as it is in good/working condition.
Now that I have begged for pressies, people can mock me all they want. It’s just that this year, online gifts are probably the only way that I’m going to get anything. We’re broke. I mean, past scraping the bottom of the barrel. We are out of money. I don’t think I’ll even be able to get my annual teddy bear. I know, I’m 23, and in just a few short months, I’ll be 24, but Christmas brings out the little kid in me. I know what Christmas is all about, but it’s hard to remember that when you have no money and you’ve run out of food stamps and you still have 2 weeks to go in the month.
My psych diagnosis has changed to Schizoaffective Disorder, Bipolar type. Kind of a lonely diagnosis. But at least all those rude folks who’ve called me Schizo can pride themselves on being right.