Insult to injury. That’s what it is. I was talking to someone else when Stephen came into God and Suffering class yesterday morning and sat on the other side of me. When I finally paid attention to him, he was busily drawing a chart on a piece of notebook paper. “This,” he said, looking up, “is proof of the conspiracy that they’re out to get me.” I raised my eyebrows. “My favorite shirt is missing,” he pointed to where he had written “shirt.” A line led upward to a question mark. “It’s been missing for two weeks. I don’t know…
I had pizza last night. People who know me are usually aware of my eating habits. I became a “healthfreak” about three and a half years ago and stopped eating processed foods.That has sort of disintegrated into just abstaining from foods that comefrom McDonalds. I usually don’t eat pizza or icecream unless I make itmyself, except for this summer when I threw my resolutions to the fry vat.I’m back on my principled diet now, so it was quite odd for me to agree toget a pizza last night. And then to actually eat it. Not only did I eat pizza,…
Well, Steph hit the phone in her room on accident, and it looked a lot like a phone call, so I hung up. Then the phone didn’t ring. Steph had asked me earlier if I were online, and I’d said yes. So I yelled at her to see if she wanted to make a call. I had to yell loudly because I’m downstairs and she’s upstairs and down the hall. “STEPH?!” “Oh, Joanna! I’m so sorry!” her panicked voice came from upstairs, “I didn’t mean to, I promise!” “I know. Did you want to make a call?” “Well, yeah?” “Then…
(started) Tuesday, September 10, 1996 I’m sitting here in front an open word processing document at Natasha. I almost always open American Online if I want to write something, but there’s not much point to that this time. You’ll read this in another media, just as I’m composing it in something different than normal. I was afraid I was dehydrating yesterday. I’d been drinking nothing but tea and coffee all weekend. Today I had a glass of water with my late lunch (leftovers at 3 pm), but my head is starting to be uncomfortable, so I poured myself the last…