damik's Diaryland Diary
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Just Stuff
My nephew might be autistic. My sister told me yesterday, but they are going for a second oppinion. I told her I would get her all the information at my disposal. In my line of work, that can be a lot. With my job I have connections. My job, the one she belittled and scorned. She actully said at one time that "those kind of people" creep her out. I hate that phrase. "Those kind of people". Can you get more bigoted then that?
Yesterday I submited all my poetry to a contest here in Utah. I am crossing my fingers, but not getting my hope up. Its easer that way. From the moment I dropped them into the mail box I wanted to fish them out.
Trevor wants to enlist. He wants to join what ever war we fight. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but I will support him what ever he choses.
2:47 p.m. - 09-30-01
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older entries: When. I called when! - 11:27 p.m. , 10-07-13 Intrusive - 3:31 p.m. , 09-12-13 It isn't working today. - 2:21 p.m. , 09-09-13 Sleep, SI, Stress, and Pain, yeah, I hit them all. - 4:46 p.m. , 08-09-13 I hate this game. I don't want to play anymore. - 2:59 p.m. , 05-29-13 |
