Today was my nana's operation. (shes having part of her lung cut out, and then we will know if the cancer has spread etc etc). I get a message from Mum at about 4 saying that Nana is out of the operation and she'll message me when she knows more. 7pm. Another message saying Nana is okay for now and I will call you shortly. Well now its 10.45 and mum hasnt bothered to call and let me know whats happening. I am extremely pissed off. It's almost like she thinks I havent been worrying all day or that I dont care. FUCK. I hate parents. She can get fucked. I'm going to reject all her calls tomorrow, and I will ring my Aunt instead to find out what the hell is going on. My nana bloody well raised me dammit. Ahhhhhhhh.

and just while I'm ranting.... why on earth can I not find the Starsky and Hutch theme song on mp3? why is icq taking so bloody long to download? was the pizza man hitting on me?

Uh...no. Your phone line has crosstalk, causing bit rate to drop. It's been banned by all that is right and tasteful.

The pizza man is fibbing Moonit,I know how they operate.

He was very interested in my combat class

when I was a baby my nickname was Hutch. I was very very very young. fresh from the hospital. my mother made me ride on the conveyer belt at the supermarket and when I got to the checkout girl she asked what my name was and my brother yelled out "HUTCH!". I don't know why. So how's your nana, Moonit?

She's got an oxygen mask, a bag, a tube for blood and some morphine. We can hardly hear her speak and she looks like shit. It was pretty horrible to see her like that. I'll go again tomorrow. We wont know the results for another five days.

I,ll keep her in my prayers.

I HOPE SHE IS O.K I WILL PRAY FOR HER AS WELL. MY UNCLE JUST WENT THROUGH C-MO THERAPY. I SMOKE GREEN WITH HIM TO HELP RELIEVE HIS PAIN.

Thanks guys. I'd love to smoke with my nana but somehow I cant see it happening. Shes got this thing at the mo about living your life to the fullest and not doing stuff that doesnt make you happy. Its very wierd to see her like that. I saw her scar too its pretty gross. and huge. *shudder*

as a former pizza girl. he was probably hitting on you because in the bussiness you deliver to everyone from families to frat houses. sometimes life on the road makes you long for people who want something more from you than a hot pie. so maybe he is just like the rest of us, a wanderer in a not so hot rod, trying to make ends meet and enjoying any senseable human contact along the way. or maybe he just took the job to meet chicks and impress them with his car. you decide.

Once, in my pizza delivering days, I was subject to mind control. I delivered a pie a bit late (it was a frantic night) and this guy answered the door. I was immediately freaked out. Said he, "Your manager says I can have the pizza." He looked me straight in the eye and I gave him the pizza. I was in my car and driving away before I realized what had happened. I had no control over myself. His eyes were intense.

so a. i either intensed the guy out with my eyes. or b. he was bored or c. he was trying to impress me with his car. the eagle boys uniform is pink. Its not pretty. But they make good pizza. And the next time i ordered i got a free voucher (but it wasnt that guy)- and i didnt even think they were late. it was very wierd.

How's your grandmother doing? (PS. I got your mix in the mail! Actually, it had arrived several weeks ago, but it fell behind the mail counter in my campus center post office, so I didn't get it until now. I haven't listened to it yet [my stereo is still broken], but my brother is coming to see me tonight, so I'll get him to bring my walkman from home.)

As a former pizza guy also, I can attest to having been hit on once by a lonely, not unattractive middle-aged lady I delivered to once. If I was the kind of guy who really thought with his dick, I would've gone for it. But instead, I had my job responsibilities to take care off. COntinue kicking me in the head as you wish.

My brother bailed, so my mother came to see me. Forget every mean thing I've ever said about that woman. She told me about the problems she's been having with my dad. I never knew it was like this. I don't want to go into detail, but I'll say the one thing that kind of sums everything up: Right after they got married, she told him that he seemed to have changed, that he wasn't the same person he was before the wedding. He told her, "well, the conquest was over." If she decides to run away to Boston and stay there forever, I won't blame her at all.

i wasn't planning to kick you in the head before, but after reading that pal.......1...2...3 BAM! there, next time you are delivering pizzas or rare bone specimens and the "not so unattractive" women hits on you, let go and make a memory.....life is short, no reason to deprive yourself from spontaneous acts of carnal pleasure

Semillama, will you be my boyfriend?

If I could afford the airfare, I would. Although keep in mind you are taller than me. And also that my cheif weapons are fear, suprise, and an almost fanatical devotion to pro wrestling.

oh man. you couldn't just say yes?? That's it! I am never having sex with you again!

That's what they all say.