Thursday, January 29, 2004
today was pretty good. school was not that bad. i finished reading "the jungle" for history, but she didn't specify if there is a discussion or some other kind of test tomorrow. this terrifies me. i hate discussion more than... peas. or something else horrible. the math test went better than i expected. i mean, i didn't panic, which is the really good part. there was nothing that i blanked out on, but i'm sure i lost just as many points as speculated on careless mistakes. ah well. a lot of people are gone to yale for model UN. last year at this time, everybody i loved was gone away for that, and i'm very glad it's not the case this year as well. yayyy. thank you for not joining that stupid thing. it was nice having a sort of empty school. plus it's homecoming week, so lots of people were dressed up for senior citizen day. it's much more fun to watch than to dress up, i think. sallis and katherine looked very nice, though.
i did the wrong latin homework for last night, so i have none today! and in fact, i have literally no homework (minus projects). OH FUCK THE MATH PROJECT. DUE TOMORROW. i'm an idiot. well i'll do that in a minute.
THE POINT IS that since there was nothing to do cough cough, brock and i decided to go hang around after school. we went to gibson's and had some donuts, and then that stupid little strip next to it, where we visited the all-amazing YARNIVERSE. it's enough to make your head fall off. into a vat of boiling lava yarns. then we drove around for a minute, and called alice to see if she wanted to see a movie. she was not free, so brock and i went by our lonesome to "triplets of belleville." he, of course, got incredibly into the movie, and was reduced to a whimpering, quivering mass in my little lana arms. it was kind of sweet. i love that boy, and he loved that movie. it was a nice night.
i feel bad that i abandoned my mother. i completely forgot that today was supposed to be cake-buying, bollywood-renting, birthday-preparing extravaganza day. also, tarah and i had talked about seeing each other, but she didn't call, which i thought she was going to... if she had, i would've invited her to hte movie too, but i figured she was busy. ah well. sorry, tarah love.
FOR ALL PEOPLE WHO LOVE ME ENOUGH........ call one of my phones tomorrow, and see where i am. come hang out. maybe we can come find you. i don't know what's happening, but try to stop by. there will be cake and love.
listening to: ani difranco - hell yeah
i did the wrong latin homework for last night, so i have none today! and in fact, i have literally no homework (minus projects). OH FUCK THE MATH PROJECT. DUE TOMORROW. i'm an idiot. well i'll do that in a minute.
THE POINT IS that since there was nothing to do cough cough, brock and i decided to go hang around after school. we went to gibson's and had some donuts, and then that stupid little strip next to it, where we visited the all-amazing YARNIVERSE. it's enough to make your head fall off. into a vat of boiling lava yarns. then we drove around for a minute, and called alice to see if she wanted to see a movie. she was not free, so brock and i went by our lonesome to "triplets of belleville." he, of course, got incredibly into the movie, and was reduced to a whimpering, quivering mass in my little lana arms. it was kind of sweet. i love that boy, and he loved that movie. it was a nice night.
i feel bad that i abandoned my mother. i completely forgot that today was supposed to be cake-buying, bollywood-renting, birthday-preparing extravaganza day. also, tarah and i had talked about seeing each other, but she didn't call, which i thought she was going to... if she had, i would've invited her to hte movie too, but i figured she was busy. ah well. sorry, tarah love.
FOR ALL PEOPLE WHO LOVE ME ENOUGH........ call one of my phones tomorrow, and see where i am. come hang out. maybe we can come find you. i don't know what's happening, but try to stop by. there will be cake and love.
listening to: ani difranco - hell yeah
Wednesday, January 28, 2004
GAHHHHH I HATE LIFE.
brock, alice, and i talked about going to see "triplets of belleville" tonight. i wonder what happened. maybe they went without me? at any rate, this night is shitty. laylee tried to call and couldn't get through. that would've fixed thing. poo.
listening to: death cab for cutie - the new year
brock, alice, and i talked about going to see "triplets of belleville" tonight. i wonder what happened. maybe they went without me? at any rate, this night is shitty. laylee tried to call and couldn't get through. that would've fixed thing. poo.
listening to: death cab for cutie - the new year
Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Monday, January 26, 2004
Sunday, January 25, 2004
yesterday katherine came over to edit. very shortly after she got here, brock came to finally have a little bit of the photo session we've been trying to have for weeks, so that he has references for art class. he needed a picture soon, so that he could go home and paint/draw/whatever it. he was willing to sit around with me and katherine, and edit for a couple minutes but then he and morgan went to get batteries for her digicam. when they came back, brock and i attempted to take the pictures while katherine worked on the movie. however, morgan wanted that computer for some reason, so katherine and mom talked about horses while brock and i shot things. then we had to go through this whole ordeal of printing stuff out and everything.. it took too long. i nearly collapsed from hunger. brock tickled my back because he is the sweetest thing, and i love him.so right after brock left with his pictures, katherine had to leave too. i was sad that these two things we've been meaning to do for a long time coincided into one big mess. i felt like it was my fault, anyway. i thought brock would be over at about 4, and that katherine and i would be finishing up by then. instead, they both came around 12:30 and left at 4. gahhh. and to make things even more complicated, morgan had three friends over. it was chaos. they left for the thrift store right before katherine and brock went home. plus, brock wasn't feeling well, and i think he's getting a cold. i didn't hear from him the rest of the night. so i sat around alone for a long time all sad. at about 6:45 i had nothing else to do, so i went to memphis pizza cafe to meet up with morgan and co. to see a movie. kevin was there, and i said hello. he is the nicest thing. he picked me up with one arm and swung me around the parking lot. morgan and her friends are wonderful people as well. i am glad that i finally got to meet amelia, and it's always great to see eileen and mouse (who are DATING. awwww.) morgan took pictures like mad, and many of them are very nice. i think she has some photo talent, and should maybe take a class. if you can't handle all those pictures, at least look at this one. okay. i just love that one. but i know there are some other nice ones. SO we went to see "triplets of beleville" which is this strange french cartoon. it was really strange, and very good. we hung out around the studio lobby for a few minutes, waiting for amelia's (WORLD FAMOUS) father to get there. he's such a cute little musiciany man. we got home at about 9, and mom was outside in the rain because she had forgotten to take her key with her when she went out with deb for drinks. silly mater. i had nothing else to do, so i sat around lonely. i was really tired, but somehow ended up staying up till like 1:30 anyway. how irritating. i made macaroni for me and morgan. it was REALLY buttery.
listening to: the ramones - we want the airwaves
listening to: the ramones - we want the airwaves
Saturday, January 24, 2004
1 2 3 4 cretins wanna hop some more! 4 5 6 7 all good cretins go to heaven!!!
gahhh no posting for too long. catching up makes my brain ache...
yesterday was nice. i accidentally fell asleep in a chair at davis-kidd and woke up in between two brock phone calls. i felt really rude that i'd done that, but more annoyed that i didn't get any homework done. so when i got home, i attempted to make plans for the night with laylee, then retreated to my room to educated guess and conic section algebra problems. i toiled for about 5 minutes before it was time to eat some chickens and leave. dad drove me to white station to see kevin's one-act. i got there before laylee and becca, but dad wouldn't sit around to wait. that's okay, because they were late anyway. i went in and mrs. j was taking tickets with tim shaver.
mrs. j: who are you here to see tonight?
me: kevin nuckolls
mrs. j: ohhh are you his girl?
me: nahhh
mrs. j: do you wanna be?
me: yeah, you know it *with laughter*
so she proceeded to ask my name in order to set me up with that handsome fella. and tim just giggled away all gushery flip flop. the one-acts themselves were okay. the first was a "comedy" with lindy and davis but i wasn't really amused... the second had joseph w, olivia h, and some girl i don't know, and it was a little funnier. the third was kevin and meg robb, and it wasn't supposed to be funny. they did a very good job, and i enjoyed it a lot. bravo, kiddies! afterwards, we walked kevin to his car where he was parked next to meg. i think i broke shit off her car, but tim fixed that junt. laylee, becca, and i proceeded to walk to backyard burgers where we had milkshakes until brock met us. then laylee's mom came and took her and becca to hi-tone, while brock drove me. i was worried that we were going to be late, since the hi-tone site said that the show started at 9, and we didn't even leave backyard burger until about 9:15. however, we were sitting around at an almost empty hi-tone for quite a while before the opening act even went on. he wasn't too interesting, but my how he went on. finally he went away, and one mr. ANDREW BIRD took the stage. can i simply state that i am newly in love? the man is beautiful. i kept wriggling when he would walk by our table, before the show, and i could hardly contain myself. the opener was such a blah little set that we were all really tired, and i was terrified that the show would be a let down. but andrew bird is fucking god. he started his set by.... whistling. and jesus can that man whistle. then he would play his violin, and it would loop so that he would be harmonizing with himself. he wore his guitar on his back so that he could swing it around and play it sometimes, too. and he had a xylophone on a music stand as well. it was amazing. so much sound for just one man. even when it was just the violin with the loop, i couldn't get over it. not to even mention his voice-- that shit is honey. it's similiar to jeff buckley's in a more smooth and rolling sense. the songs sound like water, if that helps. our ride home was william, even though he couldn't make it to the show. and when we had called, we asked him to get us at 11:30, which was sad because by then we were so simply entranced by the music. we hated to go, oh we did. brock left at about 11:25. he didn't have to be home until midnight, but he wanted to be home early for the first time he was allowed out on a school night. that is a very good idea. such is the like of things i will never think. becca, laylee, and i even stayed a few minutes after our watches said 11:30 because it was just so amazing. we couldn't pull away. before we left, i got the new album, weather systems, but i'm disappointed at how short it is. it was probably around 11:45 when we got outside, but william was nowhere to be found. apparently the clock he was looking at was like 30 minutes early, so he was a bit late. that was fine because we got to hear more of the show, from outside in the freezing cold. although of course i wish we had gotten to see the end. i feel like his climax and closing would've been AMAZING, just because of the nature of the show. he was beautiful... my first thought when he started playing was "gazelle" but brock said "stork" because of the way he would lift one leg while he played. and his little face, and his little beauty... ohhhhh love. the cd i bought has "an eight minute film" which i really hope contains live footage. if so, i am going to have a party for those eight minutes, and you bitches will be there. at any rate. william came eventually. and nearly RAN ME OVER. christ. i felt bad about demanding a ride... oh well. they dropped me off, and i went and unlocked the storm door -- only to discover that dad had locked the door that NOBODY has a key to. i was really annoyed and rang the doorbell, but nobody came. so i went to my damn window, which apparently has the lock broken again. i opened it and started to climb in, only to find morgan in my bed!! i don't know which one of us was more surprised. well. she was pretty freaked out, so i guess she can win. at any rate, i did the rest of my math homework and went to bed at about 1.
school today was okay... nothing really out of the ordinary, that i can remember. oh, i fell down a stair or two, and now my foot really hurts. and laylee had our lunch, and it made me veeeeryyyyyy happy. beau got suspended because he made a dumb joke on the morning announcements -- "as they say in the tampon business, see you next period!" and they fucking SUSPENDED him!!! if that's not the dumbest fucking thing. i hate white station's crazy ass. no warning, no parent meeting, no nothing. suspended, just like that. i think they were just so shocked, it was the first thing that popped into their stupid empty heads. GAHHh. i don't even LIKE that kid, and i didn't like his stupid joke, but i hate the fact that you can't even talk about fucking periods without somebody beating your ass. what the fuck!?1 okay end rant. in study hall, i attempted to read "the jungle" for history class, but allison kept singing "welcome to the jungle" and i was about to go nuts. so we took the obvious route, and wrote a parody. it was funny. "welcome to the jungle, upton sinclair! and mary sigal! sigggall!! siggealll!!! precious precious! welcome to the jungle, we got meat!" WELL it was funny to us. after school, we had a pro bono meeting about the newsletter, which i am now going to be working on as an editor. that is pretty cool. i am only doing it because tarah was like "we need an excuse to see each other!" speaking of, the painting that she did of me in the bathroom won something in the scholastic contest thing that everyone on the planet entered. bravo, tarah!! i am very proud. after the meeting, brock and i drove to his house so that he could put on his Weekend Shirt and get some Oh's which is the only cereal he will eat. that spoiled bitch. we then drove to alice's house to meet up with her, allison, and LA. brock and i, windows down, followed alice, in her wicked new van, to park ave thrift store where i tried on little boy shirts. brock found a lot of hott hipster shirts, but neither of us bought anything because we were both entirely void of money. alice got a very cool skank-flapper skirt, and allison got a kroger shirt and a little boy's chicago bulls shirt. the highlight of the trip was when i found TAP SHOES. i put on one, and a glittering red slipper, and i danced those fucks. but everyone else was in line, and i felt silly so i didn't dance too much. plus those shoes were kind of small. i wish i had taken tap dancing... sigh. maybe i should go back to some kind of dance class. i could very well love it. anyone up for it? next we went to backyard burger because everyone was starving, and we needed cheap. as stated, brock and i had no money anyway, plus we were supposed to go back to my house at around 6:15 to go to dinner with the fam before heading off to the orpheum, so that was cool. we bummed a couple fries and took picture with alice's digicam. brock made this great comment about how we were allowed to bum food now becuse we don't have to bum rides. i was in love with it because he was inferring that i am not bumming rides off of him. i belong in that passenger seat, bitches. it just made me really really happy. brock just does. then we drove to walgreen's where LA bought a huge ass amount of matches. in the parking lot outside, we attempted to light sparklers, but it was no avail. the wind was too strong. we even stood all in a little circle in order to keep the air away, but nothing was working. eventually, we just lit the rest of that pack of matches on fire and threw it on the pavement, and tried to light the sparklers like roasting marshmallows (or potatoes...) round the campfire. and even still, we only got one lit. so we lit an ENTIRE pack of matches on fire, and we all had sparklers and we ran around and it was beautiful. unfortunately by now it was almost 6, and brock is GREAT and wanted to make a good impression on my parents by getting home slightly early. i called them on the way to let them know we were coming, when i was finally informed, when we were next to the central library, that plans had changed. foot wasn't going to get to the house until 7:15, so we were going to have stay at home instead of going out to eat. i was really put out, because i had just gotten into the hanging out spirit, what with the sparklers and all. those things just put me in a tizzy, and i become a total 3-year-old. it's pretty sick and sad. sigh. i guess being here was ... okay. brock and i listened to some music, and burned the andrew bird cd for him, but that's about it. oh, we had a mad scramble on my bed over... what was it? i can't rememeber. something silly. we always have wild fights over silly things, but it's so much fun. it started out as a tickle fight on my bed, that evolved into me sitting on brock and him kicking at me furiously, into us running in a circle around the house a few times until mom got in the way. ah well... then we ate pizza while morgan summarized almost the first half of les mis for brock, because he wanted some summary before we got to the play, so that he could follow. foot didn't get to the house until about 7:20 so we rushed out the door when she arrived. we were on time for the show and everything, so that was good. it was GREAT, and i really enjoyed it. i liked it much better than the first time, where i'd already had to deal with the family listening to the damn CD of it nonstop for an entire year. and this is NOT an exaggeration. i was REALLY surprised at how many of the tunes and lyrics i remembered... not to mention the specific voices and arrangements that were on that album, so i definitely had something to compare it to. there were lots and lots and lots of great oboe parts, which made me very happy. i kept going "OBOE!!" and killing the general population. our seats were not very good, but they were the best we could get buying for six people at the last minute. we brought binoculars, which i used a little bit. cosette terrified me. her voice was shrieky and insanely high-pitched, and when i looked at her in the binoculars, her face was about to pop off. similiar to chelsea. it was nuts. the best part of the play was when the thenardiers ended a scene with me and brock's married couple sit-com bit. it was so great. they took that shit from us, i swear to god. but yeah. i won't bore you with those details. i enjoyed myself. we got out, where we saw mrs. moore (me and morgan's first grade teacher) with her husband walking to their car. she looks the same as ever. she kept saying how me and morgan look exactly the same now. she asked if brock was my boyfriend, and i said no... mom said he was part of the family. ahaha. it was funny. why is it that people always assume we're dating? le sigh. the familia made nice conversation on the way home. mom had gotten us all chocolate roses from her school orchestra's fundraiser. they were lovely. also, i REALLY like that brock didn't leave the second we got here. i hate quick ends to things like that. they should drizzle away, like sandcastles. brock came in and had a drink, and we got his CD and listened to some more music, and talked, and things were just nice. i wish he could've spent the night, like foot. i wish i was a guy? i wish he was a girl? i wish his parents weren't silly? such is the life. i wanted him to just call his mom, and scream "TORNADO FOREVER!" and never leave our silly house. he actually made jokes about things he could say that he could spend the night too, like that he was too tired to drive. it was just sad that he didn't do it. maybe if he asked regularly, instead of always assuming the no, she would've said yes by now... or maybe if our parents would actually go hang out some time. hahhaha that would probably worsen the situation. great scott! it's 1:30am. it's time to put the girlies to bed, as they have fallen asleep on the couch watching amelie. oh, i got my fountain day pictures back from margaret today but... it is really too late to scan them. i'll do it tomorrow, bitches. tomorrow:
-scan fountain day pictures
-read LOTS of "the jungle"
-burn brandon's fucking cds
-photo session with brock
-edit with katherine
-MAMA otherlands thing?
-if none of that, find something/someone to do in the evening
-get sedated
listening to: the ramones - chinese rock
yesterday was nice. i accidentally fell asleep in a chair at davis-kidd and woke up in between two brock phone calls. i felt really rude that i'd done that, but more annoyed that i didn't get any homework done. so when i got home, i attempted to make plans for the night with laylee, then retreated to my room to educated guess and conic section algebra problems. i toiled for about 5 minutes before it was time to eat some chickens and leave. dad drove me to white station to see kevin's one-act. i got there before laylee and becca, but dad wouldn't sit around to wait. that's okay, because they were late anyway. i went in and mrs. j was taking tickets with tim shaver.
mrs. j: who are you here to see tonight?
me: kevin nuckolls
mrs. j: ohhh are you his girl?
me: nahhh
mrs. j: do you wanna be?
me: yeah, you know it *with laughter*
so she proceeded to ask my name in order to set me up with that handsome fella. and tim just giggled away all gushery flip flop. the one-acts themselves were okay. the first was a "comedy" with lindy and davis but i wasn't really amused... the second had joseph w, olivia h, and some girl i don't know, and it was a little funnier. the third was kevin and meg robb, and it wasn't supposed to be funny. they did a very good job, and i enjoyed it a lot. bravo, kiddies! afterwards, we walked kevin to his car where he was parked next to meg. i think i broke shit off her car, but tim fixed that junt. laylee, becca, and i proceeded to walk to backyard burgers where we had milkshakes until brock met us. then laylee's mom came and took her and becca to hi-tone, while brock drove me. i was worried that we were going to be late, since the hi-tone site said that the show started at 9, and we didn't even leave backyard burger until about 9:15. however, we were sitting around at an almost empty hi-tone for quite a while before the opening act even went on. he wasn't too interesting, but my how he went on. finally he went away, and one mr. ANDREW BIRD took the stage. can i simply state that i am newly in love? the man is beautiful. i kept wriggling when he would walk by our table, before the show, and i could hardly contain myself. the opener was such a blah little set that we were all really tired, and i was terrified that the show would be a let down. but andrew bird is fucking god. he started his set by.... whistling. and jesus can that man whistle. then he would play his violin, and it would loop so that he would be harmonizing with himself. he wore his guitar on his back so that he could swing it around and play it sometimes, too. and he had a xylophone on a music stand as well. it was amazing. so much sound for just one man. even when it was just the violin with the loop, i couldn't get over it. not to even mention his voice-- that shit is honey. it's similiar to jeff buckley's in a more smooth and rolling sense. the songs sound like water, if that helps. our ride home was william, even though he couldn't make it to the show. and when we had called, we asked him to get us at 11:30, which was sad because by then we were so simply entranced by the music. we hated to go, oh we did. brock left at about 11:25. he didn't have to be home until midnight, but he wanted to be home early for the first time he was allowed out on a school night. that is a very good idea. such is the like of things i will never think. becca, laylee, and i even stayed a few minutes after our watches said 11:30 because it was just so amazing. we couldn't pull away. before we left, i got the new album, weather systems, but i'm disappointed at how short it is. it was probably around 11:45 when we got outside, but william was nowhere to be found. apparently the clock he was looking at was like 30 minutes early, so he was a bit late. that was fine because we got to hear more of the show, from outside in the freezing cold. although of course i wish we had gotten to see the end. i feel like his climax and closing would've been AMAZING, just because of the nature of the show. he was beautiful... my first thought when he started playing was "gazelle" but brock said "stork" because of the way he would lift one leg while he played. and his little face, and his little beauty... ohhhhh love. the cd i bought has "an eight minute film" which i really hope contains live footage. if so, i am going to have a party for those eight minutes, and you bitches will be there. at any rate. william came eventually. and nearly RAN ME OVER. christ. i felt bad about demanding a ride... oh well. they dropped me off, and i went and unlocked the storm door -- only to discover that dad had locked the door that NOBODY has a key to. i was really annoyed and rang the doorbell, but nobody came. so i went to my damn window, which apparently has the lock broken again. i opened it and started to climb in, only to find morgan in my bed!! i don't know which one of us was more surprised. well. she was pretty freaked out, so i guess she can win. at any rate, i did the rest of my math homework and went to bed at about 1.
school today was okay... nothing really out of the ordinary, that i can remember. oh, i fell down a stair or two, and now my foot really hurts. and laylee had our lunch, and it made me veeeeryyyyyy happy. beau got suspended because he made a dumb joke on the morning announcements -- "as they say in the tampon business, see you next period!" and they fucking SUSPENDED him!!! if that's not the dumbest fucking thing. i hate white station's crazy ass. no warning, no parent meeting, no nothing. suspended, just like that. i think they were just so shocked, it was the first thing that popped into their stupid empty heads. GAHHh. i don't even LIKE that kid, and i didn't like his stupid joke, but i hate the fact that you can't even talk about fucking periods without somebody beating your ass. what the fuck!?1 okay end rant. in study hall, i attempted to read "the jungle" for history class, but allison kept singing "welcome to the jungle" and i was about to go nuts. so we took the obvious route, and wrote a parody. it was funny. "welcome to the jungle, upton sinclair! and mary sigal! sigggall!! siggealll!!! precious precious! welcome to the jungle, we got meat!" WELL it was funny to us. after school, we had a pro bono meeting about the newsletter, which i am now going to be working on as an editor. that is pretty cool. i am only doing it because tarah was like "we need an excuse to see each other!" speaking of, the painting that she did of me in the bathroom won something in the scholastic contest thing that everyone on the planet entered. bravo, tarah!! i am very proud. after the meeting, brock and i drove to his house so that he could put on his Weekend Shirt and get some Oh's which is the only cereal he will eat. that spoiled bitch. we then drove to alice's house to meet up with her, allison, and LA. brock and i, windows down, followed alice, in her wicked new van, to park ave thrift store where i tried on little boy shirts. brock found a lot of hott hipster shirts, but neither of us bought anything because we were both entirely void of money. alice got a very cool skank-flapper skirt, and allison got a kroger shirt and a little boy's chicago bulls shirt. the highlight of the trip was when i found TAP SHOES. i put on one, and a glittering red slipper, and i danced those fucks. but everyone else was in line, and i felt silly so i didn't dance too much. plus those shoes were kind of small. i wish i had taken tap dancing... sigh. maybe i should go back to some kind of dance class. i could very well love it. anyone up for it? next we went to backyard burger because everyone was starving, and we needed cheap. as stated, brock and i had no money anyway, plus we were supposed to go back to my house at around 6:15 to go to dinner with the fam before heading off to the orpheum, so that was cool. we bummed a couple fries and took picture with alice's digicam. brock made this great comment about how we were allowed to bum food now becuse we don't have to bum rides. i was in love with it because he was inferring that i am not bumming rides off of him. i belong in that passenger seat, bitches. it just made me really really happy. brock just does. then we drove to walgreen's where LA bought a huge ass amount of matches. in the parking lot outside, we attempted to light sparklers, but it was no avail. the wind was too strong. we even stood all in a little circle in order to keep the air away, but nothing was working. eventually, we just lit the rest of that pack of matches on fire and threw it on the pavement, and tried to light the sparklers like roasting marshmallows (or potatoes...) round the campfire. and even still, we only got one lit. so we lit an ENTIRE pack of matches on fire, and we all had sparklers and we ran around and it was beautiful. unfortunately by now it was almost 6, and brock is GREAT and wanted to make a good impression on my parents by getting home slightly early. i called them on the way to let them know we were coming, when i was finally informed, when we were next to the central library, that plans had changed. foot wasn't going to get to the house until 7:15, so we were going to have stay at home instead of going out to eat. i was really put out, because i had just gotten into the hanging out spirit, what with the sparklers and all. those things just put me in a tizzy, and i become a total 3-year-old. it's pretty sick and sad. sigh. i guess being here was ... okay. brock and i listened to some music, and burned the andrew bird cd for him, but that's about it. oh, we had a mad scramble on my bed over... what was it? i can't rememeber. something silly. we always have wild fights over silly things, but it's so much fun. it started out as a tickle fight on my bed, that evolved into me sitting on brock and him kicking at me furiously, into us running in a circle around the house a few times until mom got in the way. ah well... then we ate pizza while morgan summarized almost the first half of les mis for brock, because he wanted some summary before we got to the play, so that he could follow. foot didn't get to the house until about 7:20 so we rushed out the door when she arrived. we were on time for the show and everything, so that was good. it was GREAT, and i really enjoyed it. i liked it much better than the first time, where i'd already had to deal with the family listening to the damn CD of it nonstop for an entire year. and this is NOT an exaggeration. i was REALLY surprised at how many of the tunes and lyrics i remembered... not to mention the specific voices and arrangements that were on that album, so i definitely had something to compare it to. there were lots and lots and lots of great oboe parts, which made me very happy. i kept going "OBOE!!" and killing the general population. our seats were not very good, but they were the best we could get buying for six people at the last minute. we brought binoculars, which i used a little bit. cosette terrified me. her voice was shrieky and insanely high-pitched, and when i looked at her in the binoculars, her face was about to pop off. similiar to chelsea. it was nuts. the best part of the play was when the thenardiers ended a scene with me and brock's married couple sit-com bit. it was so great. they took that shit from us, i swear to god. but yeah. i won't bore you with those details. i enjoyed myself. we got out, where we saw mrs. moore (me and morgan's first grade teacher) with her husband walking to their car. she looks the same as ever. she kept saying how me and morgan look exactly the same now. she asked if brock was my boyfriend, and i said no... mom said he was part of the family. ahaha. it was funny. why is it that people always assume we're dating? le sigh. the familia made nice conversation on the way home. mom had gotten us all chocolate roses from her school orchestra's fundraiser. they were lovely. also, i REALLY like that brock didn't leave the second we got here. i hate quick ends to things like that. they should drizzle away, like sandcastles. brock came in and had a drink, and we got his CD and listened to some more music, and talked, and things were just nice. i wish he could've spent the night, like foot. i wish i was a guy? i wish he was a girl? i wish his parents weren't silly? such is the life. i wanted him to just call his mom, and scream "TORNADO FOREVER!" and never leave our silly house. he actually made jokes about things he could say that he could spend the night too, like that he was too tired to drive. it was just sad that he didn't do it. maybe if he asked regularly, instead of always assuming the no, she would've said yes by now... or maybe if our parents would actually go hang out some time. hahhaha that would probably worsen the situation. great scott! it's 1:30am. it's time to put the girlies to bed, as they have fallen asleep on the couch watching amelie. oh, i got my fountain day pictures back from margaret today but... it is really too late to scan them. i'll do it tomorrow, bitches. tomorrow:
-scan fountain day pictures
-read LOTS of "the jungle"
-burn brandon's fucking cds
-photo session with brock
-edit with katherine
-MAMA otherlands thing?
-if none of that, find something/someone to do in the evening
-get sedated
listening to: the ramones - chinese rock
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
response to katherine's blog because she has no comments and it's long anyway---
i appreciate that i am your homecoming queen. i can't believe evan said he wished i had won!!! a lot of people said they'd voted for me... i wonder how many votes it takes to win? i bet there is a cheat in the system. named joseph williams because he doesn't think i'm hot. who the hell couldn't!? bastard.
i wanted to come to the pro bono recycling meeting after school today, but i couldn't. i was really late doing everything, apparently... i hung out with william, becca, laylee, and kevin at the locker after school for the usual few minutes. brock didn't appear, which he normally does. then i went to my locker, and headed out. laylee and becca were in the lobby, saying that brock was looking for me. (irony...) they left, and i went out front, where i found NO ONE. it was nuts. so i walked to brock's car to pick up something i left there. i was upset because i think i flunked my ass out of that history test, and dan ying had borrowed my book, forgotten to give it back, and disapperaed from the face of the planet. not to mention that somebody had my photos, and somebody else had... something else of mine. i can't remember what it was, so that must be good. anyway. brock was really sweet, and drove me around to the parking lot where dan ying usually is to see if she was there... which she was not. he dropped me off in some parking lot around the block, which was really funny to me. why didn't he just drop me off at davis-kidd? the world may never know. doing chemistry and algebra cleared up my brain a little, and i was not upset... only really really really tired. i can't wait for this week to end. i'm pretty glad, now, that i don't have those photos because they would be distracting me like they did last night. thank youse for taking them off my hands... how much do doubles cost?
listening to: the dishes - french kissing
(download this... it's so much fun!!!!)
i appreciate that i am your homecoming queen. i can't believe evan said he wished i had won!!! a lot of people said they'd voted for me... i wonder how many votes it takes to win? i bet there is a cheat in the system. named joseph williams because he doesn't think i'm hot. who the hell couldn't!? bastard.
i wanted to come to the pro bono recycling meeting after school today, but i couldn't. i was really late doing everything, apparently... i hung out with william, becca, laylee, and kevin at the locker after school for the usual few minutes. brock didn't appear, which he normally does. then i went to my locker, and headed out. laylee and becca were in the lobby, saying that brock was looking for me. (irony...) they left, and i went out front, where i found NO ONE. it was nuts. so i walked to brock's car to pick up something i left there. i was upset because i think i flunked my ass out of that history test, and dan ying had borrowed my book, forgotten to give it back, and disapperaed from the face of the planet. not to mention that somebody had my photos, and somebody else had... something else of mine. i can't remember what it was, so that must be good. anyway. brock was really sweet, and drove me around to the parking lot where dan ying usually is to see if she was there... which she was not. he dropped me off in some parking lot around the block, which was really funny to me. why didn't he just drop me off at davis-kidd? the world may never know. doing chemistry and algebra cleared up my brain a little, and i was not upset... only really really really tired. i can't wait for this week to end. i'm pretty glad, now, that i don't have those photos because they would be distracting me like they did last night. thank youse for taking them off my hands... how much do doubles cost?
listening to: the dishes - french kissing
(download this... it's so much fun!!!!)
you're pimpin, baby, and you're feelin fine
after school today, brock and i drove to turtle's where i bought 2 copies of the new ani difranco album educated guess. brock wouldn't let me buy it for him, but i insisted. i think he would have just left me with both copies if it hadn't been so damn good. jenny and elizabeth were hanging at turtle's, and it was nice to see them however briefly. then we drove to walgreen's to pick up the fountain day pictures (thank god laylee found them finally!!). once we arrived home, we got snacks and studied the pictures, which turned out really nicely for the most part. they doubled the roll, which annoyed me, but it will be nice to give away the pictures to whoever wants them. brock wants to use some of them as references for art class. hooray for laylee and her mad beautiful photo skillz. i heart you, pup. at any rate. we opened our cds at the same time, and poured over the amaaaazing liner notes. they are very very cool. this album is awesome because ani did everything herself -- wrote, sang, played, recorded, and mixed every song all by her lonesome. she never ceases to amaze me. le sigh. and the album is GREAT. i can tell i'm going to love it, and i can't wait to. so far i will recommend that everyone download "bliss like this," "company," and "oragami." or just go ahead and listen to the whole album, see if i care.
anyway. brock and i were very happy birds. but he had to go home. and then i died.
on a more cheerful note, we decided to re-try Happy Tuesday because it never really got started before that shit fell through. and it will be easier now that brock can drive. WOO. boy howdy. we should just have Music Appreciation class once a week, and i am not joking. we will sit around and listen to cds and look at lyrics and liner notes and beautiful things and discuss. open invitation only.
i started to scan the fountain day pictures, but i'm not done yet because the scanner was acting like a bitch. it took me forever to get as many done as i did... and you can see those few here. and i'm REALLY sorry i still ahven't finished my weekend post... i'm so fucking behind!!!! gahhh!!
then again, it's 12:45am and i have a history test tomorrow i've barely studied for. hoorah!
becca, my hot tittie lover with the sweetest honey and oats lotiony smell, has a head full of flowers and a purely pink torso. ask anyone. i love her so dearly, we will be married in the days ahead.
today-- beautiful ani listening day + fountain day pictures!
wednesday-- study party with margaret feat. fooood
thursday-- andrew bird show! you bitches better be there.
friday-- les mis, muthafucka.
saturday-- GOD ONLY KNOWS.
someday-- marry becca, laylee, brock, etc.
truly i need to see hedwig before it goes away. and next weekend will be bollywood. ho hum. a pirate's life more me.
listening to: andrew bird - ides of swing
anyway. brock and i were very happy birds. but he had to go home. and then i died.
on a more cheerful note, we decided to re-try Happy Tuesday because it never really got started before that shit fell through. and it will be easier now that brock can drive. WOO. boy howdy. we should just have Music Appreciation class once a week, and i am not joking. we will sit around and listen to cds and look at lyrics and liner notes and beautiful things and discuss. open invitation only.
i started to scan the fountain day pictures, but i'm not done yet because the scanner was acting like a bitch. it took me forever to get as many done as i did... and you can see those few here. and i'm REALLY sorry i still ahven't finished my weekend post... i'm so fucking behind!!!! gahhh!!
then again, it's 12:45am and i have a history test tomorrow i've barely studied for. hoorah!
becca, my hot tittie lover with the sweetest honey and oats lotiony smell, has a head full of flowers and a purely pink torso. ask anyone. i love her so dearly, we will be married in the days ahead.
today-- beautiful ani listening day + fountain day pictures!
wednesday-- study party with margaret feat. fooood
thursday-- andrew bird show! you bitches better be there.
friday-- les mis, muthafucka.
saturday-- GOD ONLY KNOWS.
someday-- marry becca, laylee, brock, etc.
truly i need to see hedwig before it goes away. and next weekend will be bollywood. ho hum. a pirate's life more me.
listening to: andrew bird - ides of swing
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
>From: alanna
>To: hitonecafe@hotmail.com
>Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2004 17:12:05 -0800 (PST)
>
>will the andrew bird show this thursday be all ages?
From: "Dave Green"
To: koolsilver@yahoo.com
Subject: Re:
Date: Tue, 20 Jan 2004 11:08:19 -0600
yes...$10 for under 21.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
please please please will anyone come with me?
listening to: ani difranco - swim
(the new album is GREAT!!!!!)
>To: hitonecafe@hotmail.com
>Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2004 17:12:05 -0800 (PST)
>
>will the andrew bird show this thursday be all ages?
From: "Dave Green"
To: koolsilver@yahoo.com
Subject: Re:
Date: Tue, 20 Jan 2004 11:08:19 -0600
yes...$10 for under 21.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
please please please will anyone come with me?
listening to: ani difranco - swim
(the new album is GREAT!!!!!)
Monday, January 19, 2004
ANDREW BIRD is playing the hi-tone on thursday!!! is anyone willing to try it out with me? i don't know if it's all ages, but i would LOVE LOVE LOVE to go... please, guys. he was in squirrel nut zippers, he played on kristin hersh's latest, he's on righteous babe records, and he plays the violin. nothing could be better!
check it.
(i apologize for the as yet undone post below.)
check it.
(i apologize for the as yet undone post below.)
on saturday, i attempted to clean up my room and simultaneously make plans for the x-treme moovee party + sleepover. i will not bore you with those details. brock came over at 4:30 and helped me clean my room (by throwing my sorted clothes all over the place and creating a 'literature pile' on my stacked-up desk). LA (lauren henry, from now on) made many calls for us, and we thank her profusely. i invited laylee, becca, and whoever they happened to be with, and sallis, who didn't get the message until 11 and could not come. then brock and i lay around on the bed, making attempts to talk, but i kept getting calls. i talked to alice for a long time, and it was very good. i don't get to talk to alice alone generally, so that was nice. she is awesome, and i loved seeing her two nights this weekend.
eileen and foot came over at around 6:15 and scuddled away with morgan. brock and i were on morgan's bed when alice and hunter arrived, first of the party batch. we stood around the living room weirdly for a few minutes before LA, lauren, and emily arrived. at this point i become completely unconcious of how people are arriving. i can't really remember what happened. i just know that we watched "much finer" and BB3 to kick off movie nite, because lauren hadn't ever seen BB3 and we just finished the first cut of "much finer" and we needed suggies. while watching, katherine arrived, and then jenny and robin. jenny and robin... very secluded all night. they sat on the loveseat (no comment), talked nonstop through the movies, and left the room for long periods of time. they also left the earliest. i feel bad that they didn't have fun... apparently, they didn't plan on coming until LA told them hunter would be here. i think that's really dumb, but what can i say? i hadn't realized that they were so close, i guess. we put on LA's new kids on the block video for about five minutes. then we put on "legend" for about 10 minutes. i think hunter made a comment about how much better "labyrinth" was, so we watched that instead. i kept saying "THIS IS MY FAVORITE PART" because it was. i don't really think about how i do that all the time, but it was really apparent when people who didn't usually hear it got to listen to me say it over and over. during the "dance magic" song in which morgan and i sang and danced, becca, daniell, and stephanie the german exchange student arrived. a few minutes later, after the dance, kevin and laylee arrived. by now, it was insanely hard finding a place for everyone. hunter, alice, LA, lauren, katherine, brock, and i were on the floor right in front of the (ancient, piece of crap, blue lips) tv, as it was. it all worked out. i think hunter eased up a bit more after kevin got there, too. when labyrinth was over, we went back into the computer room to watch some of the voodoo village footage. apparently, it was a bust. i wasn't really in the room for most of it, because i was saying goodbye to jenny and robin, and then to becca, daniell, and stephanie. apparently stephanie had an awesome time. she told me that we reminded her of her friends in germany, and she hugged me. she was very sweet, and i wish i had a class with her. after that, we put on a japanese movie called "tampopo" which kevin had rented from black lodge under my family's account. mwahahaha. we also made popcorn which katherine had brought, because she is very sweet. only a few minutes into the movie, lauren, LA, emily, and i walked down to the shell station to buy some more dr. peppers because, alas, we had run out. i put on the first pair of shoes i could find in my house, and they were so big i nearly fell down running across poplar. boat fucking shoes. at any rate. tampopo was good, and i remember watching three completely scenes of it with my aunt phyllis in georgia once upon a time. there was a funny/happy sex scene with food. a strange, but good movie. foot and morgan fell asleep while it was on, and as it ended, eileen put them to bed very nicely. after that, we talked a little bit before laylee and kevin had to leave. we started "secretary", but then alice and hunter had to leave. i walked them to the door and had an awkward moment with hunter... that is too bad, because i like him and i hope he doesn't stay with the awkward memory of me. we started over secretary, but before the credits were even done, we stopped a few minutes to talk. "a few minutes" turned into forever and ever until we were suddenly in the comic room, eating cookie dough out of the bucket and playing donkey kong country like nobody's business. when lauren said she needed to go to bed, i was like "AHH THE MOVIE!" so the remaining five trekked back into the den. lauren and emily stretched across the couch with blanket and pillows, and LA, eileen, and i squished onto the loveseat. it was love. well. i really enjoyed that movie. i didn't know what to expect, since becca and laylee didn't find it too good/hot, and brandon is absolutely in LOVE with it. iii, in my own respect, thought it was a great movie. i am not only very glad i saw it, i really really enjoyed it for all that's worth. i think it's probably underappreciated, too... such is the life of me. also, right after what i guess is the climax, we paused the movie and talked and took pictures of ourselves for like an hour. lauren and emily had fallen asleep on the couch, and looked hysterical. LA, eileen, and i were wide awake and bristling. somehow, i think that made the movie even better when we turned it back on. then we spent some quality time with our friends the suicide girls before eileen trotted back to the seat o' love to sleep. LA and i got to talk for a long while, and that was awesome. she is so very cool, and i wish i saw her more. i will make a point of calling her this weekend, now that i have her numbah. she and i drifted off to sleep in my cloud bed at around 7am. we woke around 11am to lauren jumping on us. god damn!! that was okay, because we had la baguette pastries to eat while viewing "ghost world" which i hadn't watched in a really long time, and i still love it. yayyyy. almost right afterwards, brock called and i talked to him for a few minutes before lauren, emily, and LA had to go home. we said our tearful goodbyes... alas, alas. then morgan left for rehearsal, so i hung out with foot and eileen for a while. eileen had to go home like 5 seconds before morgan came back. it was sad. foot was still here when brock came over after yogurt, at around 5, i guess? i don't know when he got here because i was in the shower, and then i was dancing naked around my room, simply for lack of clothes. once i found him, we hung out here for a while, lay on my bed in the dark again, had lovely moments, and finally decided we should go surprise margaret at her job at high point grocery. unfortunately, i had forgotten it was sunday, so that shit wasn't open. then we went to laylee's house to surprise her, and kevin was there. i feel like we fucked over whatever they were doing, but it didn't really matter because we were only there for about five minutes before we decided to go to subway. brock's mom said he had to drive himself, and we ended up going to different subways, and going our separate ways. brock and i went to blockbuster and rented "a mighty wind" which brock did not realize i'd already seen. it was fine though. we were both so tired that it was just nice to lie on his brother's bed and giggle softly to ourselves. when i came home, i practically fell asleep on top of morgan on the couch until she pitched a fit, and i crashed in my own bed, with a mouth full of sticky marshmallow.
to clarify yesterday's incoherent post... the pictures from the x-treme moovee party + sleepover are entirely gone. i usually tell the iPhoto program to delete them off the camera right after they get to the computer, but something happened and only four of the pictures came through, yet they were all deleted. let's mourn what pictures were lost:
-laylee being cute
-kevin looking hott
-hunter looking nice
-morgan and foot asleep and adorable
-lauren asleep and leggy
-emily asleep and gorgeous
-alice's pretty back and shoulders
-me, LA, and eileen at about 4am taking super-hott pictures of ourselves
that's all i can think of right now. at least i forgot to even take pictures of the entire party in the den, because that would've been really awesome. and i didn't do it at all.
POST FINALLY DONE.
eileen and foot came over at around 6:15 and scuddled away with morgan. brock and i were on morgan's bed when alice and hunter arrived, first of the party batch. we stood around the living room weirdly for a few minutes before LA, lauren, and emily arrived. at this point i become completely unconcious of how people are arriving. i can't really remember what happened. i just know that we watched "much finer" and BB3 to kick off movie nite, because lauren hadn't ever seen BB3 and we just finished the first cut of "much finer" and we needed suggies. while watching, katherine arrived, and then jenny and robin. jenny and robin... very secluded all night. they sat on the loveseat (no comment), talked nonstop through the movies, and left the room for long periods of time. they also left the earliest. i feel bad that they didn't have fun... apparently, they didn't plan on coming until LA told them hunter would be here. i think that's really dumb, but what can i say? i hadn't realized that they were so close, i guess. we put on LA's new kids on the block video for about five minutes. then we put on "legend" for about 10 minutes. i think hunter made a comment about how much better "labyrinth" was, so we watched that instead. i kept saying "THIS IS MY FAVORITE PART" because it was. i don't really think about how i do that all the time, but it was really apparent when people who didn't usually hear it got to listen to me say it over and over. during the "dance magic" song in which morgan and i sang and danced, becca, daniell, and stephanie the german exchange student arrived. a few minutes later, after the dance, kevin and laylee arrived. by now, it was insanely hard finding a place for everyone. hunter, alice, LA, lauren, katherine, brock, and i were on the floor right in front of the (ancient, piece of crap, blue lips) tv, as it was. it all worked out. i think hunter eased up a bit more after kevin got there, too. when labyrinth was over, we went back into the computer room to watch some of the voodoo village footage. apparently, it was a bust. i wasn't really in the room for most of it, because i was saying goodbye to jenny and robin, and then to becca, daniell, and stephanie. apparently stephanie had an awesome time. she told me that we reminded her of her friends in germany, and she hugged me. she was very sweet, and i wish i had a class with her. after that, we put on a japanese movie called "tampopo" which kevin had rented from black lodge under my family's account. mwahahaha. we also made popcorn which katherine had brought, because she is very sweet. only a few minutes into the movie, lauren, LA, emily, and i walked down to the shell station to buy some more dr. peppers because, alas, we had run out. i put on the first pair of shoes i could find in my house, and they were so big i nearly fell down running across poplar. boat fucking shoes. at any rate. tampopo was good, and i remember watching three completely scenes of it with my aunt phyllis in georgia once upon a time. there was a funny/happy sex scene with food. a strange, but good movie. foot and morgan fell asleep while it was on, and as it ended, eileen put them to bed very nicely. after that, we talked a little bit before laylee and kevin had to leave. we started "secretary", but then alice and hunter had to leave. i walked them to the door and had an awkward moment with hunter... that is too bad, because i like him and i hope he doesn't stay with the awkward memory of me. we started over secretary, but before the credits were even done, we stopped a few minutes to talk. "a few minutes" turned into forever and ever until we were suddenly in the comic room, eating cookie dough out of the bucket and playing donkey kong country like nobody's business. when lauren said she needed to go to bed, i was like "AHH THE MOVIE!" so the remaining five trekked back into the den. lauren and emily stretched across the couch with blanket and pillows, and LA, eileen, and i squished onto the loveseat. it was love. well. i really enjoyed that movie. i didn't know what to expect, since becca and laylee didn't find it too good/hot, and brandon is absolutely in LOVE with it. iii, in my own respect, thought it was a great movie. i am not only very glad i saw it, i really really enjoyed it for all that's worth. i think it's probably underappreciated, too... such is the life of me. also, right after what i guess is the climax, we paused the movie and talked and took pictures of ourselves for like an hour. lauren and emily had fallen asleep on the couch, and looked hysterical. LA, eileen, and i were wide awake and bristling. somehow, i think that made the movie even better when we turned it back on. then we spent some quality time with our friends the suicide girls before eileen trotted back to the seat o' love to sleep. LA and i got to talk for a long while, and that was awesome. she is so very cool, and i wish i saw her more. i will make a point of calling her this weekend, now that i have her numbah. she and i drifted off to sleep in my cloud bed at around 7am. we woke around 11am to lauren jumping on us. god damn!! that was okay, because we had la baguette pastries to eat while viewing "ghost world" which i hadn't watched in a really long time, and i still love it. yayyyy. almost right afterwards, brock called and i talked to him for a few minutes before lauren, emily, and LA had to go home. we said our tearful goodbyes... alas, alas. then morgan left for rehearsal, so i hung out with foot and eileen for a while. eileen had to go home like 5 seconds before morgan came back. it was sad. foot was still here when brock came over after yogurt, at around 5, i guess? i don't know when he got here because i was in the shower, and then i was dancing naked around my room, simply for lack of clothes. once i found him, we hung out here for a while, lay on my bed in the dark again, had lovely moments, and finally decided we should go surprise margaret at her job at high point grocery. unfortunately, i had forgotten it was sunday, so that shit wasn't open. then we went to laylee's house to surprise her, and kevin was there. i feel like we fucked over whatever they were doing, but it didn't really matter because we were only there for about five minutes before we decided to go to subway. brock's mom said he had to drive himself, and we ended up going to different subways, and going our separate ways. brock and i went to blockbuster and rented "a mighty wind" which brock did not realize i'd already seen. it was fine though. we were both so tired that it was just nice to lie on his brother's bed and giggle softly to ourselves. when i came home, i practically fell asleep on top of morgan on the couch until she pitched a fit, and i crashed in my own bed, with a mouth full of sticky marshmallow.
to clarify yesterday's incoherent post... the pictures from the x-treme moovee party + sleepover are entirely gone. i usually tell the iPhoto program to delete them off the camera right after they get to the computer, but something happened and only four of the pictures came through, yet they were all deleted. let's mourn what pictures were lost:
-laylee being cute
-kevin looking hott
-hunter looking nice
-morgan and foot asleep and adorable
-lauren asleep and leggy
-emily asleep and gorgeous
-alice's pretty back and shoulders
-me, LA, and eileen at about 4am taking super-hott pictures of ourselves
that's all i can think of right now. at least i forgot to even take pictures of the entire party in the den, because that would've been really awesome. and i didn't do it at all.
POST FINALLY DONE.
Sunday, January 18, 2004
Saturday, January 17, 2004
apparently, the police aren't sure if elliott smith killed himself or not... they weren't positive in the beginning, but now they are even more unsure. poor guy.
i waited too long to post, and now i'm really tired and i don't want to write about today... i had a great time with katherine, lauren h, alice, and shaleen getting lost and going to psuedo-voodoo village!!
(we spent three hours getting there, finally found the street, went up and down, and left. when we got home, katherine realized that we hadn't actually gone into the gate where the 'village' is... we just saw the outside. but as far as i could tell, the gate was closed anyway. that's what we get for getting there at like 9:30pm.)
katherine and i also got a little more editting done on "much finer" after school... we're getting there, inch by inch. i'd upload it, but ghotli is down (whatta fuck!?)
at any rate... tomorrow we're going to have a movie festival/sleepover at my house, and anyone is invited. i'm not sure how many people are going to be able to spend the night, but you're welcome to come waste the day away. i want to just have movies constantly going, so that if people want to just come in and drop by, they can, and we don't have to have a set time/set group. i wonder what the family will think....
please come, and bring a favorite film.
listening to: placebo - slackerbitch
(we spent three hours getting there, finally found the street, went up and down, and left. when we got home, katherine realized that we hadn't actually gone into the gate where the 'village' is... we just saw the outside. but as far as i could tell, the gate was closed anyway. that's what we get for getting there at like 9:30pm.)
katherine and i also got a little more editting done on "much finer" after school... we're getting there, inch by inch. i'd upload it, but ghotli is down (whatta fuck!?)
at any rate... tomorrow we're going to have a movie festival/sleepover at my house, and anyone is invited. i'm not sure how many people are going to be able to spend the night, but you're welcome to come waste the day away. i want to just have movies constantly going, so that if people want to just come in and drop by, they can, and we don't have to have a set time/set group. i wonder what the family will think....
please come, and bring a favorite film.
listening to: placebo - slackerbitch
Thursday, January 15, 2004
i decided at the very last second to enter some shit in scribbler. it won't make it in, but whatever. i'm a bum, trying to avoid homework. AT ANY RATE. if you would like to make any last minute suggestions, you can go to DOY and look around for some of my things... all of my ones from this past year should be here but i've been told that that page isn't working. so who knows. i already have a few picked out that i'm printing and taking to school, and i guess i will just work them off through the day. at any rate.... i'd love you if you helped out?
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