Saturday, May 07, 2005

My Baby Brother

I love my baby brother.
We adopted my baby brother just over a year ago.
My baby brother was only two months old when we got him.
My baby brother needed a lot of care and attention.
My baby brother still needs attention but he is very independent now.
My baby brother is very friendly.
My baby brother accepts people even if they don’t like him.
My baby brother is very loyal.
My baby brother loves animals.
My baby brother loves to go for walks through the park.
My baby brother loves to go for rides in the car.
My baby brother is extraordinarily cute.
My baby brother attracts a lot of attention.
My baby brother loves to play with his friends.
My baby brother shares everything with everyone.
My baby brother has taught our family to be more caring.
He is the most trusting being I have ever known.
He knows just what to do when I am upset.
He has taught me that I need to be more assertive.
He has taught me that I deserve to be treated with respect.
He has taught me that even when you’ve been bad a sad-eyed gaze fixes everything.
He has taught me that giving kisses to people that don’t want them is sometimes the best course of action.
He is 2 feet 4 inches tall and around 90 pounds.
He has brown eyes, black fur, and a white butterfly on his chest.
My baby brother is a black lab boxer mix.
Yes my baby brother is a dog but I still love him.

I got a 100% on this speech.

Friday, May 06, 2005

The product of alienation

I started drinking cranberry juice again. I had forgotten that one of the side effects of doing so for me is having really odd and realistic dreams. The other night's was particularly realistic, however laughable. I had a dream that I was pregnant. Even in the dream I couldn't remember how I got that way. When I woke up that morning my stomach felt weird. It's one of the "You know it's bad when..." scenarios. I've also had recurrent dreams about getting hit in the head and falling into a coma for 3 months. Though these dreams have happened for years, the time in a coma is always three months. At least these dreams have all been happy... or at least funny. I usually have extremely realistic dreams about the most horrible of things. The number of times I've dreamt about both my parents dying would shock you. And usually if I dream about being pregnant it's because I was raped.