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Date: Jul 22, 2008 6:32 PM
Subject: alert
To: redacted
It’s a little bit embarrassement to explain the laws to my 29 years,college educated,
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american born daughter,first,by LAW everybody( even if you are not a citizen),MUST have a registration with DMV ( has nothing to do with AAA), cost about $ 130,driving without registration result in lisence suspention,driving without licence= jail time, then,by LAW everybody MUST have an insurance,in your case,because you have insurance from AAA,you MUST be a MEMBER of AAA,cost $49, insurance is $ 873,my advice,call DMV 1-800-921-1117,renewal identification # 154177,or www.dmv.ca.gov.do it TODAY, bill from insurance is not come yet,and if you are telling the truth,you payed already for membership,now you have to pay for registration and insurance, I told you many times, that god loves you, giving you a mother like me,is the biggest prove,I don’t want even think, how you would turn out with a different mother,born a child has nothing to do with love,but give a life to your child and do everything to make this life a happy one,this IS love,and what I am doing for 29 years,and I am going to do this till my last breath,it’s when my love for you stop,with my last breath,till then I am going to be your mother, LOVE you ,mama
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“Alert,” indeed.
Hi, Lubucia,just want to tell you a few suggestions for your trip, remember you are NOT going by yourself,it’s mean, compromise,compromise,compromise, don’t get this attitude, ” why should I…,why not he…,remember,if it not for him,you would go at all, Canada is not Europe and not Latin America,be very carefull,don’t have this faulse security,that there are two of you,it’s same danger,as being by yourself,you are going to C. not to see nightlife,it’s better in S.F.,if he doesn’t want to go to some club,don’t go,and most of all,remember,the main
reason to travel,it’s enjoy this time, be relax,be positive, take a lot of picturesand realy,realy enjoy yout trip
Love you,your mother
Clearly Canada is very much the enemy here. I had no idea. Why is Iran even on our international radar, when we have CANADA to worry about??? Perhaps she thinks I’m about to face an Into the Wild situation… in downtown Vancouver.
By the way, who goes to Canada for clubbing?? Apparently not my mother, ‘cause she’s totally down with the S.F. clubbing scene. She loves the nightlife. She loves to boogie.
Hello. I am going crazy at work. Rather than bore you/myself with the details of it all, I will sing what is in my head right now, because otherwise I will break into loud song, complete with interpretative dance, in the middle of my office.
When you’re alone and life is making you lonely
You can always go….downTOWN.
When you’ve got worries all the noise and the hurry
You can always go…downTOWN
Those are the only lyrics I know. This may be the week I lose it and by lose it, I mean lock myself in the supply closet and tremble violently in the fetal position.
Have a nice day!!!!
I have not posted anything new here in so long. Like, OMG. It’s just because I’ve been so busy with my important job, living my important life and everyone’s been wanting a piece of me. Yeah I know. I’ve had to neglect you, all of you, my loyal and plentiful audience (hi Albina and Julie! hi Mom!) Sorry. That won’t happen again.
Anyway, the real reason I haven’t updated, is because everytime I sit down to write something, it comes out as way too self-indulgent and frankly, I’m already over it by the time I get to a computer.
I will have to say this though. I have been contemplating fate and the meaning of existence quite frequently these days. More frequently than I ever have ever before. And there is one question I simply cannot ignore any longer. I pose this question to you (and you, and especially you.) My question is:
Does the ”shuffle songs” feature on Ipod sense my mood and offer song selections based upon its intuitions? Or is my mood affected by the next song in the queue? Which came first?? Help me help myself, people.
God keeps calling me and leaving messages on my work voicemail.
Sporadically over the past 5 years, I’ve gotten recorded messages in a male Hebrew voice. By the way, I get these messages only when I’m dating an Israeli guy. Maybe I become even more chosen through osmosis? Hm.
I got the latest one last night. I think God said something about Globalcom, so I googled it. Turns out to be a telecommunications company…with the motto of “A Higher Form of Communication.”
I have no idea what any of this means, but I better vacuum soon ‘cause my apartment is in no shape for holy visitors.
