I've noticed that my entries prior to "Life or Death" appear in the wrong order on my friend's friends pages. As this only occurs on the entries I imported from deadjournal, I assume that this error is some artifact of the transfer. It really doesn't matter, I just think it's odd that it is in the wrong order on the friends pages, while ordered correctly in my own livejournal.

I've been thinking about an entry in the journal I kept the first time I was at Bournewood. I've re-entered it here. However, since LiveJournal is public, I've changed the name of the other patient referenced in the entry to Marla.

June 17th, 2000 6:10pm Lake and David came to visit. I wish I could have left with them. Dinner wasn't very healthiful. Pizza and tater puffs. Marla told me a horrible story. At the shelter she was staying at before she tried to kill herself, there was a woman the residents had dubbed "The Teletubby Lady". She had 1 of each of the Teletubbies. They were the pillow sized variety. She cared for them as if they were her children. If she couldn't bring them somewhere, she'd get someone to "babysit" them. One evening, one of the counselors brought her into an office for a therapy session. There was no one available to babysit. When she returned, someone had ripped Po's head off and strewn the stuffing everywhere. Marla never saw the woman again.

In addition to the problem with the order of the friends view, the calendar view also has problems with the entries imported from DeadJournal. When listed by title in the calendar view, all is well. However, when using the next and previous arrows to browse the entries, everything between "First Entry" and "Life or Death" is skipped. I probably caused the problem by incorrectly importing the entries from DeadJournal. There's nothing practical I can do about it now, and it really doesn't matter that all that much. I'm just anal about things like that.

8/12/2001 - Note: this problem has been fixed.

Just gave my LiveJournal a new look. Changed the style, colors, and added a background my site. I was thinking of getting a paid account so I could customize the style, but I think it looks good enough now without doing so. At least, I don't think further improvement is worth the price to me at this point.

We were going to go to Dollar-A-Pound and Market Basket with Lake, but she pooped out. She says she is too tired to drive. I tried making coffee to no avail. Maybe we'll go to Dollar-A-Pound next week, but we need to go to Market Basket before then.

I'm up! Got up about two hours ago. How the time flies! I have a feeling I should right my schedule to something more "normal", but I don't know why.

The jocks on the floor below us are having a party. There party isn't loud, and even if it was, I wouldn't complain. I'm slightly afraid to go outside, however, lest one of their jock friends decides to do something rather nasty to me.

I can hear them peeing again in the alleyway/driveway that runs between this house and the next. We have to walk through that to get to Lake's car.

What is it, anyway, with jocks and peeing? They seem to take great joy, especially when drunk, at peeing where ever they please. It's as if they're marking their territory or something.

Jocks (and other varieties of overly-macho guys) are easily manipulated. About 5 years ago, I knew this skinhead named Joel. Lake and I got him to squirt Banaca up his nose. We didn't ask him, all we said was we were too afraid to. In response to our little experiment he grabbed the Banaca, squirt-squirt, then cried out in pain.

Another jock is now peeing.