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April 28th, 2009 | 8:15pm
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Is is sad that I like being taken care of? I like being a pampered princess? A lot of people tend to look down on high-maintenance types, and I do as well. I am being a hypocrite, aren't I? I believe I just told someone a few minutes ago I can't stand hypocrisy.

Oops.

But I can be non-high maintenance. I manage to take care of myself, my horses, the finances, moving across the country, et cetera without batting an eye. I survive for months on end by myself without a problem. Find a job, pay rent, take care of things that need to be taken care of. Sure, I whine. I'm a rather whiny person, but only if people let me whine. If people would shut me down, I tend to shut the hell up and move on.

So maybe I like the fact that there is someone there that is willing to take care of me. Because I am very much capable of doing it myself. Maybe that is why Mike gets so mad at me. Because I put on the front that I need to be taken care of when in reality I don't? I don't think I'd like being told constantly that I didn't need someone, that I can take care of myself. Especially since he is the type of person that likes taking care of others.

I'm spoiled, though. I like being spoiled. Is it bad I like material things? I think many people like material things, though. I don't take it to the extreme, however. But I have gotten some nice things this past year.

Which I wouldn't have had the opportunity to have if my husband wasn't a marine and defended his country and worked his ass off for me. For us. Guess it's time to be a little more thankful, isn't it?

Amazing how clear some things are when your mind is muddled by narcotics.

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April 25th, 2009 | 9:26pm
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I don't fully understand why people think that being high is all that grand. Truthfully? Being disconcerted, fuzzy, and feeling detached from reality is something I find very unsettling and I am not a fan of it. However, since this stupid surgery I decided to have, I have been as high as a kite since Thursday. And since the first pain medications weren't strong enough, I'm even higher still now that I have stronger ones.

And either narcotics make me a lot more aggressive/irritable/bitchy than normal, or I'm just too stoned to give a flying fuck what I say/do.

On the other hand, I will have a nice rack after all this is over and done with.

*goes to shop for cute tops on ebay*

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