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saturday 06.29.02 | 10:25 pm
foiled! i was going to spruce up this drab space by throwing in a picture of my chest (so you could see my spiffy new shirt, of course) and a picture of my new sheets. i love my new sheets. i look at them and they make me happy. now those are the kinds of sheets that people need these days. inanimate objects really do make me happy... strange. yes, it is a desperate attempt at spruce but i have to try. the battery was d-e-a-d.
friday 06.28.02 | 11:35 am
yesterday, robby and i went to see minority report. meh, tom cruise.
wednesday 06.26.02 | 11:42 pm
i went to the dentist today. owww. he says i need to put more pressure on my gums. that's the leading cause of most everything bad. i like my dentist though. there's something comforting about someone you see only once every six months and yet, they talk to you like you're old buddies. he knows the name of everyone in my family and he tells me about history. i am supposed to read a book in the next six months. he remembered to ask me about it from last time. i didn't think he would remember.
tuesday 06.25.02 | 8:59 pm
i feel like a rebel. today i left the house before anybody noticed i was even awake. just gone! like this (snap)!
sunday 06.23.02 | 11:32 pm
the novelty of summer is slowly wearing its welcome. strike that. it is not summer... it's the habit-forming act of doing nothing. check out the productivity on this one. today, i lightly sanded and shellacked the final coat on my chair. at this point i'm just throwing the shellack on there. drippy lumps never hurt anyone.
pumpkin
today, a complete stranger smiled at me. a big smile like he was my buddy. i smiled a big smile right back. i mean, it wasn't even like i was paying him for any services... he smiled just because. that kind of thing makes me feel warm inside. there is hope.
i went to see pumpkin with jenni tonight. it wasn't good. it wasn't funny. let's see... i liked christina ricci's wardrobe? it was satirizing sororities and somewhat demeaning to many groups of people. meh. i just didn't find it clever at all.
jenni liked it. i get the feeling that jenni likes everything though. she liked some really cheesy horror movie we watched together. one of those laughable, low budget ones. who likes those anyway? oh well. it was nice to spend some time with jenni before she has surgery. i was home before 10. a very quiet saturday night.
i want to finish my book. vive vonnegut! "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
bake
summer is a strange sort of bonding experience for my sister and i. during school we're very touchy and blunt and angry. the flora-tiffany experience is quite pleasant lately. we spend our nights staying up late to watch tv downstairs much like many summers of my childhood. we lay hidden like little burritos under our blanket.
last night, we took a trip down to the market and we came home and ate hummus (yum!) and we made cranberry orange muffins and peanut butter balls. i think we're making deviled eggs next. all the food network we watch has trained us well.
it's friday. i feel good.
blackouts & driveways
there's something eerie about driving alone through neighborhoods without lights. the power went out on some blocks tonight. i guess that was the flash. it was very cold out watching raiders of the lost ark. stupid me for wearing a skirt and flip flops. thank me for bringing my hoody. indy!
i went home. he went home to go out. he didn't want to be home. he didn't want to be with me. i feel deserted. he was angry because he had an argument with his dad. once he said that i made him feel better. i don't think i work anymore. i don't know if that's my problem or his. i've lost my sparkle.
enough of this bloody mope. i'm going downstairs to watch nurse betty with my sister.
i have a pleasant face.
the moon is so yellow tonight. so low i could snatch it up right out of the sky.
the sky up above is caving in. you ever been so nuts about a guy, you wanna laugh, you wanna cry, you cross you heart and hope to die. shh. shh. it's oh so quiet. (i think i like bjork.)
meep meep. my mom wants me to have a mini cooper.
my sister is a school psychologist. every once in a while you run into quirky things in our house. today i found "THE WAY I FEEL ABOUT MYSELF", a yes/no quiz composed of many statements like "I am popular with boys", "I have a pleasant face". I read over it and although i don't have issues about being picked last for dodgeball or getting picked on by my classmates... i don't think i have the best self-esteem. i'm working on it.
on my drive home from robert's house, more than a few times, people pull over and let me pass them. this is very nice of them. i appreciate it. but i can't help but wonder, am i one of those mean people that follows close and finally they give in and say "ok, just go! i can't take it anymore!" hmm.
that and some montero honked at me. some bitch. i wanted to throw rotten tomatoes at that bitch. i am really considering keeping some ammo in the glove compartment. the bmw was in front of me at the stop and i was right behind him and usually, i don't brake behind a car and then stop again at the stop just to wait my turn. i just go, i've been stopped long enough. and even so, this other guy came to the stop later than i did. he thinks just because he is the first car he can go. so i'm going through the intersection and he slams on the gas trying to get close to me and honks obnoxiously.
lilo & stitch is one of the cutest things i have ever known. i'm tired. i'm going to read and work on my needlepoint.
like someone in love
i feel better. i went to the farmer's market today and drank sparkling french berry lemonade. i went to the gap in the grove and got new pants for $10. fancy pants! it was high fashion day in hollywood. everyone tries to be very chic and frou-frou. they are. they buy their overpriced jeans and designer shoes and carry their dogs around in little bags.
a coyote is trotting past my car in front of my house. hello coyote.
i feel like making something beautiful today. i wonder where robert is.
