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today at 5pm louisiana state university closed classes for the week. today at 6:20 brandon ledet called to tell me he was on the interstate heading for a city called memphis. today at approximately 3am, a tremor of happiness will shudder through your dreams.

winkin, blinkin, and nod

these friends did not visit me last night. i haven't slept in what feels like six years. i'm about to go take a nap though. brett and i stayed up all night talking about who knows what, and now we're going to become chimney sweeps. it's fucking brilliant. brandon and i are expectantly awaiting hurricane ivan. i can't think straight enough to write this post right now. gwahabaha.

it ain't no fair to be this worn out

you said it, ben.
i just decided i want to drink like 6 dr. peppers today. it's going to be great. i have lots of work to do that i can't bring myself to do. i want to die. thus, caffeinated assistance.

listening to: lucero - in lonesome times

update

auditions are at 4:30 today. at theatreworks. be there.

in the springtime of his voodoo

we REALLY need to discuss plans for the upcoming voodoo music fest before it's too damn late to buy tickets and shit! i want to get this together so that we can do things like convince people's parents to let them go and get a place to stay in new orleans and all those kinds of things.
1. who wants to go? we need a head count to know how many people we have to accomdate for.
2. who will drive? my dad has volunteered, and although i'd rather go without him, it will probably help the case of many of you kids whose parents wouldn't be too happy about us going unchaperoned. brandon and LA also volunteered on separate occassions to drive... are you still willing? could you make it happen? this is imperative.
3. how many days do you want to go? one day is $40. i'm sorry this is so expensive, but think about all the great bands you'll be seeing. most of them are on saturday, this is true. if you only want to go on saturday (or if, like alice and katherine, you only have time for that) we will have to make different arrangements for that.
4. i think my mom wants me to use one of my school excused college-visiting days and college-visit, either in new orleans or on the way there. whoever i'm riding with might want to also put that on their agenda for the trip. and also it will make your parents happy.
5. START SAVING YOUR PENNIES. WE ARE HEADED ON A WILD JOURNEY DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI INTO THE DEEP DEEP SOUTH. PREPARE YOURSELF.

listening to: joanna newsom - peach, plum, pear

make the diamonds come in your hands

i'm no longer grounded, if anyone wants to hang out today.

listening to: tracy + the plastics - bury the hair

what should i not kiss?

as always, i must inform you all about the upcoming events of the our own voice theatre troupe, although i don't think i've ever encouraged someone to actually do that shit because of these little posts. oh well. to be honest, i only know that it's even happening because of my dad. i can't find any online confirmation that the auditions are even happening, but since my dad is a board member of the group, i trust him. SO without further ado:
The Passion of Joni Dark
Theatreworks, 2085 Monroe on Overton Square
Saturday and Sunday afternoon (times unknown as of right now. call me and i'll let you know.)
the play requires LOTS OF KIDDIES since it's the story of joan of arc set in a modern teenage psych ward. i promised i would bring friends. these plays are really fun! you will meet new people! you can goof around! stage fright isn't even an issue since the theatre is so teeny tiny. an our own voice show don't require a lot of time commitment, and the director will be REALLY understanding if you have to miss rehearsals. you'll only have a couple practices a week up until production week. it's great. pleeeeeeeeeeeease try to come. auditions are really fun, even if you decide not to do the play. the entire idea of an oov audition is for the actors to see if the show is something they actually want to do. and you will have fun. please come.
sorry for the desperation.

listening to: belly - red

food for thought

Lordpook1 (10:57:40 PM): cuz shes 14 has no freedom yet and i am a wild 16 year old with a needle full of turpentine stuck up my dick and a mouth foaming with semen and crack cocaine

listening to: vic chesnutt - in my way, yes

sore throat again!

i want to die. i have lots of homework. i shouldn't be online. i'm leaving now. hope everybody had a great day.

tired eyes

last night i fell asleep doing physics. dad came in and woke me up, i pushed my homework off the futon, and went to sleep. today i missed two tests, but i don't care. i feel a lot better, although my eyes are all dilated from going to the eye doctor again. i did get my new glasses and i can see a good deal better, but everything's still weird from the dilation.

glasses
Originally uploaded by elevatorlady.

they look completely back, but the frame is actually tortoise-shell patterned brown. there's green on the inside, and purple on the edges. they're very odd, and i'm still getting used to them. these are the biggest glasses i've ever had. they're only my third pair, but still.

sweet jesus

i just got back from a fucking 2-hour trip to the optometrist. hopefully i'll have my new glasses tomorrow, but they also found cornea damage and there's confusion with my stigmatism. it was all very horrible, and i also now need reading glasses. apparently VISION is the reason for my constant post-school headaches and why i can't focus on tests and why reading makes me tired. god damn it. i hate life.

listening to: björk - triumph of a heart

brock's birthday mix

it's been damn long enough! (changes might be made.)

01) the faint - take me to the hospital
02) the mae shi - vampire beats
03) miss kittin - meet sue be she
04) sarge - a torch
05) the dishes - french kissing
06) the butchies - trouble
07) the cure - why can't i be you?
08) tilly and the wall - reckless
09) the reindeer section - tout le monde
10) the microphones - oh anna
11) kimya dawson - the beer (live)
12) lucero - no roses no more
13) david bowie - five years
14) why? - darla
15) sufjan stevens - he woke me up again
16) sarah harmer - uniform grey
17) the mountain goats - cubs in five
18) a tribe called quest - buggin' out
19) tracy + the plastics - henrietta
20) modest mouse - i came as a rat (long walk off a short dock)
21) the dismemberment plan - the ice of boston
22) devo - beautiful world

so i'm grounded

my parents just found out that i left our family video camera in brittany's car over a month ago, and it's still at her house in mississippi. i should've told them immediately when it happened, but i thought i was going to get it back when the next time i saw her. that didn't happen and i haven't been down in mississippi to pick it up, nor have they mailed it back. so now i can't do anything ever again until the camera is back in my hands. i am not happy.

listening to: danny barker - st. james infirmary

bad ear

i'm so fucking sentimental and far too easily influenced by music. it should not be allowed to have such an effect over me. these things should not make me cry.

we can dance and dance

so i found out that my reasons for being angry/sad about girls' night being cancelled were the wrong reasons. it turned out for the better since laylee was feeling sick last night. yesterday sallis came and picked me up in the early afternoon. we got milkshakes at java cabana, he bought the new bjork album, and he got to meet the poor nameless puppy. alice and katherine met us at sonic and we headed downtown to the memphis music and heritage festival. we only knew where one of the stages was, and it was a little late for shopping around. we watched this goofy guy play the piano, ran around peabody place, and went back to the stage where a really hysterical rap group was performing. some guys filmed us for their public access show. as we were leaving, we passed the place where becca and laylee were volunteering. we heard a REALLY great band that sounded something like andrew bird's bowl of fire. the crazy thing is that we came in during the middle of them playing "st. james infirmary." it was weird that i recognized it, being so familiar with danny barker's version, in which he adds a bunch of awesome lines and side notes. actually everyone should hear that version because it's the ultimate. it was really great, and i hated having to leave. sallis took us home, where katherine, alice, and i had a totally awesome girly night as a trio. we stuffed ourselves with cinnamon tea, popcorn, and java chip ice cream. we talked about boyzzz and morocco and great shit. we listened to lots of music and watched some music videos and rolled around on the futon. it was great. i missed seeing LA and laylee though. we stayed up till after 5am, which was a bad idea. ah well. katherine woke up at 9:30 for church. when she came home, alice and i eventually dragged ourselves out of bed and went to breakfast at ck's. i drank too many cups of coffee with sweet-n-low. something inspired me to order the paul bunyan breakfast. do not ask me why. i stuffed myself absolutely full. after a long meal, katherine took me back home. dad immediately took me to lauren's house so that we could work on our math project-- it's a powerpoint presentation for pre-calculs about fucking PEEPS. i took a nap in lauren's super-comfy bed before katherine, alice, and brett picked us up around 7 to head down to south memphis. there's really no words to describe things that i would like to say, but there's at least this: we listened to elephunk (my new favorite album) about 5 times, ate a second breakfast at ihop, found a little piece of the apocalypse, inhaled a cornucopia of chemicals, observed the loading of a barge, befriended men of the mississippi, used a crane as a jungle gym, got covered in oil and sugar, explored a man named harley's boathouse and got sexually harassed by his creepy red neck brother. president's island is my new favorite place. i love the mississippi. i love my city.

listening to: the black eyed peas - the boogie that be

faithless, grungy, pathetic, wretched

last night all plans were somehow abandoned and alice and ended up at home alone all night. it was really great because we had time to hang out and talk and be wonderful. i absolutely LOVE that girl!!!! it was also funny because she and i were hanging out while laylee and LA were hanging out. our group of Girls was separated into the "Al" and the "La" couples. ho ho ho. i love that kind of thing. the kind of thing i do NOT love is that our girls night for this evening is cancelled. it makes me angry and sad. hopefully i'll make up for it by hanging out with sallis and katherine and alice today. hooray!

listening to: juliana hatfield - what a life

Teenage Mythology: Daphne and Apollo Revisited

This boy came quietly out of the wood work, and I was caught off guard. No one before him ever really saw me, with my unruly hair, rumpled skirt, and no trace of self-confidence. That was the life I had learned.

He stole what he could –– the minutes off my cell phone, all my days of summer, midnight in my grandma's kitchen, one desperate hug. Of course I ran. The only thing I knew to do was run. No one taught me how to be pretty, how to be loved. I became afraid to learn. Just told myself to keep my muscles pumping to keep me out of reach.

Well. I may have overdone it. I pulled back 400 miles, building the best defense: a separation of two entire states (measured by 7,877,696 people), the length of a muddy river (equaling eternity). A girl needs her space.

But he couldn't drop it. I couldn't understand why he kept pushing against my limitations, what drove him to stand as watchman of my night and day. Turns out, it was only that he knew me. He knew my legs were not long or strong enough to keep me running forever. How could I have known that he would whittle my wooden heart, gently carve away the rough places in me?

By November he was biting at my heels like an obsessive French dog, hanging on the curtain of my voice, and imagining the curl of my hip. Without my permission. I never wanted to be marked, claimed, owned. But now I look at myself, firmly planted in my sneakers and undeniably connected to some puppy of a boy. He lead me out of my darkness and pulled me into his wood. Some very needy roots sprouted out of me and met up with his –– connecting and intertwining finally at the halfway point on the brown bank of the Mississippi. My limbs fork out like awkward branches, pocked and uneven bark covering completely my milk pale skin. He places his hand on my chest to admire his craftsmanship: heart beating full and sticky with some sound resembling love.

oh please

somebody needs to come hang out with me and alice! aogpwihpghoiwe

things

1. new puppy is ADORABLE. she has no name yet, but we're working on it.
2. home at the end of the world is a ridiculously bad film.
3. "five years" by david bowie is the song of the week, and may very well be the best song of all time.
4. i love my sister and her friends.
5. it really sucks that today is amelia's last in memphis.

rejoice

morgan and mom are on their way to pick up our new cairn terrier puppy. hooray!

no central destination

today at school i actually had energy and a not-so-bad day. it was nice. some kid stuck me with a big piece of clear tape that read "speaks in bad poetry" which is probably not a false accusation. am i right? elizabeth, surprisingly, drove me home, and we stopped on the way for some disgusting, delicious KFC. now LA is over to do hang out and do homework because neither of us can concentrate on homework alone. this makes me happy. i want to start having homework parties all the time. nobody's ever wanted to before! i am very excited. wish us luck.

listening to: cake - long line of cars

it's too much to take

this morning we were waiting to turn left onto perkins (where school is) and we saw this really scary wreck. this guy tried to turn left when there was no way he was going to make it, so he got hit and there was lots of noise and glass and we had to get out of the car and walk through all of it to get to school through the stalled traffic. the scary thing is how easily that could happen to any impatient person at that light-- it's really ridiculous how long you have to wait there every day. it shook me up quite a bit.
the rest of the day was okay for a motherfucking monday. post-school activity was pretty nice too. christ, i refuse to believe it's really monday. i still have some homework that i should be tending to... lates.

yayyy?!!!!

server is back!!!
i am a happy woman.

before noon

yesterday brock came over so that we could go see home at the end of the world at studio, but he was a little late and i realized i didn't have the money for a movie anyway. so we watched before sunrise on my tiny, awful tv. in the middle we started talking and morgan came in for a long time, so we finished the movie about an hour later than we expected to, at 3:30. i felt really bad because we missed janelle's street theatre thing at 2:30. i miss her a lot. but brock and i loved the movie so it was sort of worth it. we talked to my mom a little bit about it, and then headed out to ridgeway 4 armed with university to go see before sunset. at first it felt much more movie, much more planned out, than the first film, but it eventually slipped into that same ease of before sunrise. both films are great and i recommend that everyone see them. but i may have loved them even more because they (especially the first one) felt really relevant right now. but anyway. brock and i came back home to eat something. we talked about renting another movie, but that seemed a little much. so we sprawled around on the futon and made rice krispie treats. morgan and brock started talking degrassi, so i escaped into the den and watched a little pulp fiction with the folks. unfortunately, they were showing it on encore, with all the profanity dubbed over, in full-screen, with commercials and little ads popping up at the bottom of the screen. i really, really, really hate tv. morgan and brock came in and turned on damn noggin. i admit that i left the room on purpose, took on my goddamn contacts, and fell asleep in my tent with the light on. it was barely 10:30. i'm a wimp. brock left me a nice note on my blinds, though. at 12:30, brandon called and woke me up. we only got to talk for 20 minutes but it was still nice. afterwards, i called william with my free long-distance on weekend nights. i've been wanting to talk to him for a long time, but after i got that massive phone bill, i was nervous to use lots of moneys. but i got to talk to him for a solid 45 minutes and it was really nice. he's been so busy, doing lots of things. he dispelled the rumor about him and cherie getting married to buy a house... they'd made a joke in frustration about money for college, saying that if they got married, college would cost less. i hate not hearing things directly from people because of all this fucking twisting around that things go through. at any rate. i woke up far too early -- before anyone else in the family. serves me right for going to bed so damn early. i wash sorting laundry and i found brandon's hulk bandana. it's weird how it's taking me so long to find all the things he left. thank god i'm never giving them back.

just a thought

i might delete my comments again because they're slipping into unuse. any protestors?

god damn internet

today wasn't too bad at school. laylee gave me her turkey sandwich at lunch. and although i got back two horrible test grades, i managed to stay in a pretty good mood. life is good because:
1) kraftwerk in german class
2) meg and i planned a wes anderson party
3) voodoo music fest
after school, brock played chauffer by taking kathryn home and dropping morgan off at eileen's house. he, laylee, and i searched for food in east memphis. laylee and i ended up with glorious chick-fil-a sandwiches and sweet sweet distillers in the car. is it said that brody dalle gives me chills? i think not. we came home and cuddled (and a little more) before laylee got picked up to go to gone with the wind at the orpheum with kevin. brock and i headed over to java cabana to meet up with heather (who is adorable!). aside from soothing my wicked craving for a cinnamon milkshake, i had an awesome time hanging out with her and swinging at peabody like always. she is a very cool girl who i hope to see more of. now i have settled down for a long winter's nap with a vanilla coke to my left and a stack of my father's compilation CDs to my right. i've got to enter them into a database i'm making for him as payment for an outrageous cell phone bill. i could really go for a milkshake and a black and mild, but it'll have to wait.

listening to: empress - a very small step

SWEET LORD

so who's up for this shit? ideally, we could all drive down to new orleans for a weekend, but if parents aren't up for it, my dad has volunteered oh-so-selflessly haha to go. i think i'd just about die if we could make this work.... pleeeeeease can we try? oh my. please tell me you guys will ask your units about this. i need something to live for.

listening to: nancy sinatra - bang bang

i'll start as his knees and i'll end in his dreams

today was pretty shitty. right now i'm in a good mood for some inexplicable reason... most likely because of the nice group chat we had after school by my locker. we should do that every day because it was very nice. lunch was pretty good, also. other than that, my day was absolutely horrible. i had 3 tests in a row, all of which i failed. no joke. i felt really stupid and then i had to go to government and get even more depressed. well at least tomorrow's friday, and we're hopefully having a party at meg's house on saturday. as long as i can look forward to these things, i'll make it through today. hope everyone else is doing well.

cause for excitement

or... a reason to live? whatever you call it, laylee and LA are on their way to pick me up, and i am very excited. i don't know what we're doing, but i don't give a shit because i LOVE THOSE GIRLS! honestly i don't get to see them enough, and i'm in the perfect mood to do something lovely and just talk and be good. or bad... i really don't care either way, as long as i'm with those fine ladies! also i really crave a piece of pizza. and this food thing? yeah, it's getting really bad. i've got to stop eating so much. anyone care to help with my starvation? ho ho ho i'm only half kidding.

listening to: tullycraft - sent to the moon

everybody's parents are crazy

except mine. if anybody needs to spend some time away from home, i invite you here. i'm sure my units could handle it. in other news, i love chex mix. i've been eating entirely too much lately. also i hate riding the bus home. mostly i hate the waiting around part that we do before we even think about walking to the bus stop. if we could hang around, and then instantaneously arrive at home, i would be much happier. brett and sallis, i assign you the job of building me a portal. hop to it, lads! this week is incredibly long. i want to die. i'm watching movie trailers because the alternative is sleeping. of course, the only time i want to sleep is when i have piles of homework left. i'm done for the night, and what can i say? i require no pillow.

laugh it up

i love lemon poppyseed bread from la baguette. and polaroids. and a boy. and vanilla coke. mmmmm.
i am obviously in a better mood than earlier. i really want to leave the house, but i cannot. yesterday i saw garden state and it was fucking amazing. everyone really needs to see that movie. it's really beautiful, and parts of it said things i needed to hear right now. so. yes. also last night i got to hang out with katherine for the first time since fucking casey jones. that is REALLY weird to realize, but it's true. and then of course i left my cell phone and purse in her car somehow. it's very weird because we got into the car and as we were pulling out of the driveway, i said "oh no i left my purse inside!" so katherine had to pay for my subway sandwich and then when we got back home, i couldn't find my purse to pay her back. it was nuts. oh well. also mouse's mom got mad at him for trying to stay out later and he's in trouble with her and i feel awful.
i have to pee. i miss everyone.

my purse has been found, thanks for your concern. today is drab and dreary. i'm in a horrible mood. happy birthday to brock, in any case.

has anyone seen my damn purse?!

deadly food stuffs

i'm eating an egg scrambles and i think it's going to kill me. it's something i found in my freezer that's possibly a year old and dead to all the world. ah well. i need energy. all i've had today is a bunch of chips with cheese sauce at el mezcal, some crackers at lunch, and a couple spoonfuls of cool whip. mmmmmm. diet, how i love thee.

it always feels like you're leaving

love mix deux made for me by brandon. i got it in the mail yesterday, and it's quite nice. i'm posting the track list here since he didn't write it down. you don't have to pay attention.

01) phoebe carrai - bach's cello suite no. 1 (prelude)
02) throwing muses - mr. bones
03) the stooges - i wanna be your dog
04) yeah yeah yeahs - no no no
05) björk - cocoon
06) pj harvey - electric light
07) a tribe called quest - 8 million stories
08) iggy pop - tiny girls
09) violent femmes - good feeling
10) godspeed you! black emperor - sleep
11) bright eyes - pull my hair
12) throwing muses - serene

i carry you around

today a million people moved to our lunch. it's nice, but chaotic. mr. isom has been absent for two days, and i've gotten lots of time to talk to laylee, LA, and brock in psychology. i took my "waiting for godot" make up essay test today, and i did horribly. i realized halfway through that i'd set it up wrong, but... oh well. i didn't even bother trying to fix it, and just ploughed onward. maybe she will commend me for being different HAHAHAH. morgan and i rode the bus home for the first time today. it's nice being able to control what time you go home. in all, today was much better than yesterday, when i had a horrible pain in my stomach area all day. and better than tuesday, because tuesday is the worst day of the week. although yesterday i did get my package from brandon, which always makes me really happy. he sent me back my cell phone, so if you've been trying to call me for a week and a half and getting no alanna, that is why. feel free to call away now. he also sent me a really great mix. i can post the track list if anyone cares to know what's on it. anyway. everybody have an awesome friday tomorrow. oh, and on saturday, everyone must come to my house. no questions. be here.

listening to: the olympics commentators

SO TIRED. I WANT TO DIE.

listening to: the mountain goats - grendel's mother

what!

i can't believe how late it is, how little i've done, and how tired i am. this is just ridiculous. i hate school. and i was supposed to enjoy this year, too. who the fuck fixed up my grand plan? i need redecorating.

a girl has got to hide away

today i stayed home from school to get over that damn fever. i was actually really annoyed to miss the first full monday of the school year, especially since i had two tests. but whatever, i would rather not infect anyone else. so anyway. i have to go "study" for my passage to india/july's people test, and debate whether or not to do friday's pre-calculs homework. (our text book's spine is actually mispelled. isn't that terrifying?)
i am eating godiva ice cream -- creamy vanilla with chocolate covered cookies and godvia chocolate chunks. mmmmmm sweet lord.

listening to: bangs - call + response

one of my biggest pet peeves

when i'm genuinely irritated with someone, i make a sort of snippy comment, and they think i'm kidding. laughter does not make a good apology. it's a slap in the face. it only says to me that people i am close to can't tell the difference between when i'm angry and when i'm happy, and that makes me very sad.

listening to: the microphones - i love you so much!

sick day

i went to bed late last night absolutely freezing cold. i was shaking and my teeth were chattering. i sealed myself within two huge blankets but i still couldn't stop shivering. this morning i woke up absolutely burning up, even though i'd kicked off some of the covers. i have a fever and a headache, and i'm blessed with dizziness every time i try to move. i blame brock for this sickness. he complained all weekend that he wasn't feeling well, and yet he still cuddled with everybody. if you are contagious, this is a bad idea. i hope that he didn't infect anybody else, although i think i've already gotten my mother sick too. i am in a bad mood, and i've been listening to the microphones all day. i don't feel well enough to go, but everyone else should attend the our own voice workshop for the upcoming play, the story of joan of arc set in a modern teenage psych ward. theatreworks 3pm. hop to it.

my dog will always come through

mom and dad just came home from the vet. i haven't really been blogging a lot so i don't know if i mentioned it, but our dog bonnie has been really sick for a good hunk of the summer. she got sick in georgia, while we were in orlando, and got steadily worse ever since. they finally put her to sleep tonight, because she was suffering so much and there were so many things wrong with her. she was such a sweet, noble, beautiful dog, and all will miss her.

listening to: cat stevens - i love my dog

god damn

today did not turn out as i planned. queer as folk party was okay. the best part was getting to hang out with my loves, but the show itself is pretty awful. it was sort of fun to watch, but i wasn't that entertained. the bad acting was just too distracting. at any rate, dad picked me up at 2:45 from LA's to go to brittany's. we got lost for over 2 hours. it was hell. i mapquest gave us these absolutely HORRIBLE directions, and i wanted to die. it didn't help that i had forgotten that brittany had a new address since last year's birthday party. plus i hadn't remembered to bring my cell phone or the invitation, so when i realized i didn't remember brittany's apartment number, i couldn't call home and ask mom what it said on the invitation. we drove around until we found a working payphone, but our house line was, of course, busy. for about 2 million years. we ended up going out to the east shelby county library and using their phone book and computer resources, but nothing helped. we wandered around the apartment complex for far too long. went back to circle k for their pay phone. finally got in touch with mom. she said that brittany's apartment number was 38U, but that didn't exist. she couldn't read brittany's handwriting, apparently, and told me it was apartment A. it was two hours after the designated party arrival time, and nobody was answering the door of apartment 38A. so i left a note and we hightailed it outta there. i came home and looked at the invitation, and lo and behold! there is no way in hell or on god's green earth that the real apartment number is 38A. i am very irritated because i don't have brittany's most recent phone number and she currently has no idea why i stood her up for her 18th birthday party. it's kind of funny how much this imitates the situation at her 13th birthday, or even her 10th. it's just ridiculous how all those good dates are fucked. ANYWAY i'm really irritated. sorry.

why can't i sleep in here?

yesterday marked the beginning of the first weekend of the school year. we had a cuddling party, a journey to subway, and went to see MUTZ at the caravan. the band was as great as ever, but the crowd was smaller and less rowdy than at the last show. which is really too bad. i had a good time, and i also saw dead city for the first time. i liked them in terms of performance, but i don't think i could listen to hardcore in my spare time. so sue me. i got to talk to brandon a little bit last night, which is always very good. today, brock and laylee are on their way to pick me up and watch queer as folk at LA's house. after that i am going to brittany's birthday party. hooray!

i love hell

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	High
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Test

So many days, so little time?

Lordpook1: we needs to have some more days
Sheisrealokay: waht are you talking about
Lordpook1: well see i was thinkin...
Sheisrealokay: oh ye?
Lordpook1: ye
Sheisrealokay: go on
Lordpook1: as i was saying...
Lordpook1: i was thinking. why haven't we had airport day? or blog life reenactment day?
Sheisrealokay: because you never said anything stupid
Lordpook1: or fountain day or sitcom day or a day where we all switch personalities
Sheisrealokay: aweopigha we already had fountain day
Lordpook1: i mean fountain day 2. you know, all the wetness of fountain day 1, but with the boredom of exhausting a theme
Sheisrealokay: why should we do that, other than the wet of course
Lordpook1: because i would be there? (is that the right answer?)
Sheisrealokay: no
Lordpook1: well what about transgender day? that seems right up our collective alley
Sheisrealokay: aweiogweopieh YES
Lordpook1: ok. i'll dress as mowgli. or babar.
Sheisrealokay: that was disney day ass
Sheisrealokay: and babar isn't even disneny weheo[weigga
Lordpook1: that's right, he's an elephant
Lordpook1: g2g
Sheisrealokay: aaa bye

ah, yes

enter post-school day headache. i remember these.... i'm also having blog deja vu right now. can anybody say "repeat?"
in any case, today was boring as all get out. i learned nothing, did nothing, and barely even got homework. i discovered how doubly crazy my teachers are and i'm liking some of them less now. i hope i don't go crazy. awopihgwhei. at least lunch is nice. my schedule:

homeroom - boyd (yet another year alone in the ole homeroom. but becca and laylee are down the hall.)
2nd - german 1 - herrmann (with brock, eileen, meg, christie)
3rd - physics - mccrory (i haven't talked to anyone in this class yet)
4th - AP english literature - wyatt (brock, laylee, allison. combined we overtake the awkwardness of elise being there too)
5th - AP psychology - isom (brock, laylee, LA. and lauren might TA)
c lunch with morgan, katherine, brock, laylee, LA, becca, brett, eileen, mouse
6th - pre-calculus - wall (brock, lauren, allison)
7th - u.s. government - bafford (brock, margaret)

for the most part it's pretty nice. yes, brock is in all my classes except one. i really hope we don't have a fight this year hyuk hyuk hyuk. it really sucks that i only see sallis and alice briefly before fifth period. i'm gonna have to work out my walking patterns so that i run into as many people as possible, once things settle down. i hope they don't change my schedule like last year gpowaihpwohgi. i like it how it is. anyway, i'm going to go do my amazingly tiny amount of homework. thank god for no textbooks.

the end

summer is officially over, and i have entirely lost the ability to put words together to form sentences. in short-- i had an interesting summer, sometimes very busy and beautiful and sometimes very laidback and lazy. i have yet to finish my summer reading, but the first day of school was really not so bad. i'm kind of excited about the year, actually. most importantly, my visit from brandon was a 10-day bliss. he left five hours ago, and i already miss him like crazy. i have lots more to say, but i've forgotten how to say it since i haven't used the computer since he came. hopefully i'll have some pictures to post soon and lots of things to say. goodbye, all.

why am i so nervous?!

i think i'm going crazy.

at least i have root beer to help me along. last night i started july's people which i didn't like at first and then got into further in... maybe that's just because it was 4am? who can tell these days?
today i'm cleaning my room and ACTUALLY MAKING PROGRESS. unfortunately there is nowhere to put anything and i have no clue what to do with all the shit on the floor. oh well. at least it looks a little bit better. anyone up for coming to help me? that's a joke since like three people read this shit and they're all out of town or dead. except for morgan, who is too busy cleaning her own room. le sigh. what's a girl like me to do with a full trash bag and no more shelf space?

gahh

so i finally finished that damned book (oh god i'm so punny.) i want to make a big long post about this week, but i have to clean and read and get ready for brandon to come. so i don't know how much i'll get to blog in the coming days.... we'll see. i'll try to keep you guys (haha) up to date.

listening to: rasputina - nov. 17dee (extended version)

taking a break from dante's infernal. about to go crazy. gahoewiahohewa.

idiot nightmare

tonight MÜTZ is playing at the caravan at 8. it's $5 and i hear you're supposed to dress silly. i don't know what my costume will be, but i encourage everybody to go. a lot of people are out of town or not speaking to me, so i probably won't really have anyone to hang out with. at any rate, please come. call me. i think i'm going to be a hermit this week, what with everything that's not going on. i did get a love letter from the amazing plaid today, though. that makes me very happy. anyway, i'm going to go read some of that infernal inferno and try to bribe morgan into making a costume for me. that's a joke in that if she agreed to do it, i wouldn't put up a fight. have a day, fishes.

aaaaaaaand we're back!

the trip was the same trip we always have. i enjoyed myself to the best of my ability, spent time with the grandparents, and got horrible trapped in dante's inferno. which i hate. *shudder*
i'm supposed to be rendezvousing with brandon right now, but i don't think he's gonna show up. oh well.
instead, i am messing with the scandaliz vandalistz myspace profile, which you should all visit and add to your friends list. also i'm messing with this flickr thing, as you can tell by the picture to your right. become a member to see my friends only photos mwahhahaaa.
i feel like such a geek. oh well.

aaaaaaaand we're off!

saved!

my father is a good man.
i just took some things out to the trash can and found already inside a pillow covered in roly polies. i came in and told dad that they were there. he said, "is THAT what they were? i just picked that pillow off the ground without looking." he then went back outside and saved the roly polies.
life is good.

should've gone to bed an hour ago

so that i didn't have to find this horrible site and countless others...

find a love that's true

today was taking a turn for the worst until i had two bowls of spaghetti with clams for dinner, and then had a lovely evening with sallis, brock, morgan, margaret, and lauren. we went to starbucks and tcby for treats and somehow ended up on the top of the dryve (tittie!) cleaners. (if you don't know the tittie cleaners, you can see it in the back right of this picture. it's the ugliest fucking building in the world.) that was awesome, and i had a great time. then we went back to sallis's to explore his room and his old yearbooks. i finally finished a damn passage to india. it was okay. unfortunately, i've heard more positive things about that one than any of the other required reading.... fucking great. i think tomorrow me, sallis, morgan, and whoever else are going to try to read aloud at least some of "waiting for godot" since it's a play, and i can't STAND just reading plays. i'm way too audio. please call me if you think that could help you in any way... we need at least one more person. my mouth tastes like canadian cigar. mmmm.
this list makes me really happy.

listening to: sleater-kinney - hot rock

FLEA! FLEE!

mom woke me up by screaming "WE HAVE TO FLEA THE HOUSE!" of course, being my mother, she immediately left and sat down to watch an old movie. over an hour later, she decided it was time to begin. with a sense of urgency, she threw a shower curtain over the computer where i'd continued to talk to brandon on his lunch break. we'd been doing nothing all morning, so we had to finish absolutely everything in 5 minutes. blankets over the tv, air conditioning turned off, refridgerator unplugged. we barely had time to grab the necessities and the animals, everything streaming along in the steam left over from mom's rushing. we set off 5 flea bombs. god they stink. my cat ran back into the house as we were trying to close the door, of course, and mom and i had to chase her around. i think i got some flea shit in my eyes. oh well. everybody settled down on a blanket outside. i should've done more summer reading, but somehow nothing was accomplished. we took a lunch break at pie in the sky. we ordered all 3 different kind of milkshakes. i had vanilla. mmmmm sweet jesus. i was nervous about my cat all afternoon -- that's the longest she's been outside in her whole life. but all turned out well, i think. we slathered ourselves in burt's bees insect repellent, even though i never get bitten. morgan still got eaten up. poor love. at any rate, the mail came and i recieved a magazine called Tape Op about recording music. it's something i've been saying i might look into as a future career, and i found it really ironic that it showed up at my house... mom said i might've gotten on some kind of mailing list, but i didn't sign up for this. is it a nice gift? if so, thank you to whoever paid $3.95 to send me this. i really do think i would enjoy that job. anyway, i'm supposed to go out soon with (hopefully) sallis, brock, and lauren. hooray!

listening to: morgan's watching flashdance and talking on the phone

dreams

i've got some pictures up on a photobucket account while kevin's server remains down in the dirt... you can check that out right here. i'm dead tired.
brock and alice came over. we played in my tent. yes, it's still up. what a baby i am! we went to sonic for the first time in a damn month. hunter came over and we watched the dreamers. alice had supposedly rated the R version, but we didn't notice any changes from the NC-17 version that we saw in theatres. i'm going to have to look that up when i'm less tired. it's still a damn great movie. OH MY GOD IT'S 3? WHO DID THIS TO ME? oWIEHOPAHIWGEdlske.

listening to: fiery furnaces - don't dance her down

ahem

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRANDON!
you are 18. think of all the things you can do and all the people you can't. i seethe with envy. cluck cluck.

listening to: merril bainbridge - mouth

what's summer?

another day of next-to-nothingness. watched donnie darko with the parentals. read some passage to india. took a nap. bleghhh. my hair's a mess. i need a shower. i want a cigar. mom's been so worked up about cleaning this summer. she must do this every time, but i can't remember her ever being this adamant about it before. i'm supposed to do regular cleaning plus organize the new books, photographs, home movies, and records. it's enough to drive a person MAD. so i should go to bed, but i have 50 more pages until i reach today's goal for summer reading. so i guess i'm off.

food for thought

yissah!
have a great day, everyone.

our mom our mom

well it's been an interesting weekend. tiki party was really fun, and tonight i had cheesecake with alice and sallis. now i'm kind of tired but i need to go read passage to india. i need to finish that book like, last week. i feel like a puppy. you know, i don't think i've stayed up all night this whole summer. that feels sort of wrong. i know it's coming, i can feel it. so good night-- or is it?

listening to: tracy + the plastics - dog

nematode's happy flight

i saw napoleon dynamite this afternoon with morgan, alice, and brett. we ran into elizabeth, jenny, and her brother, but somehow got separated and didn't sit with them. the movie was really funny, and although parts were slow, i still recommend it. it's a hell of a lot better than most of the movies that are out right now, at any rate. i like how it was rated PG. afterwards, we all talked in the lobby for about half an hour which was nice. i sort of tried to ask jenny and elizabeth if they wanted to hang out with us, but somehow plans never got made. it was really weird the way that got evaded constantly. so we just dropped morgan off at home (she was going over to a fez party at foot's house, and is still there) and spent an hour or so driving around looking for some trader vic's mai tai mix for the tiki party tomorrow night. we had no luck. we're going to have to settle for the off-brand kind at shnuck's. but what can you do? then we all went to alice's and ate fake meat. i've never had it before and i quite enjoyed myself. mmmmm hot non-dog with cheese. brock picked us all up around 9 and we took brett home since he didn't want to stay out late. we picked up my camera, bought some film and 2 cheap DVDs at walgreen's (dragnet and an abbot & costello feature) and made it to the full moon club in time to hear the prank that the mutant space bats were breaking up at that very moment and would not be playing that night. ha ha very funny. the show itself was really nice. they played a lot of their older songs, which were sort of sloppy but it was nice to hear them again. they even played the one with handclaps, and me, alice, and brock HANDCLAPPED IT UP. and bennett looked at us. thank god. he used to look over the audience's heads or play with his back facing us. he's still totally lou reed, but he at least notices that we are there now. at any rate, i love spacebats shows because i can DANCE like a loon. alice, brock, and i also did quiiiiite a bit of that. better than anyone else there. because, as usual, we were the only ones dancing. it's amazing how many hipsters you can dig up to come to a show like that. they just sit in their sits without moving and can barely find it within themselves to applaud. well fuck that. at least hunter always thanks us for being... whatever you would call spacebats groupies. what would that be? space skunks? sea horses? nematodes? at any rate, i filmed the show, although my camera was making a hell of a lot of noise, and i have no idea why. it only does it with certain tapes, and it's driving me insane. i left the camera on the table for most of the night, so i don't know if any visuals will come out, but i hope it sounds at least a little bit of okay. i do it for posterity! man oh man. i'm a conniving, archival pack rat. what. after the space bats played, this band whose name has already slipped my mind (it was like the 'insert Male Name here' Three or something) started their set. the most interesting part of the band--obviously--was the lady cellist, front and center. at first they played sort of jam band music and the cello was really just background. things started to get more interesting, and of course it was time to leave. although brock (me and becca's ride) had gotten his curfew extended to 12:30, since he is now living in cordova, we had to leave the club at damn 11:40. i came home, jabbered to the parentals, had a cigar, talked to brandon for about five seconds, and here i am. where's brett to make tiki plans? call me if you're interested in attending, by the by. i'm suddenly really really cold and shivering. this sucks.

abandonment

I AM PRESSING THE BUTTONS WMAHAHAAEIEIEO
today we are going to see napoleon dynamite at 4:40 at studio. everyone should show up. hooray! plus there's a mutant space bats of doom show tonight at the full moon club at 10pm. please be there.
brett doesn't like me anymore. he's only friends with morgan. i'm really heartbroken.

what means bastille day?

today was mom's birthday. it was pretty nice. we watched grosse point blank which i had surprisingly never seen before. john cusack is still my ultimate hero. men named "john" do unspeakable things to me. we mostly waded around all day not cleaning for once. we had tortillas for dinner and gave mom her presents (some DVDs and a birdhouse, since we're already overrun with books from ALA). morgan went to a meeting with crazy hutchison for the movie he's making. morgan got the part of "sister's friend" and i'm very proud. i tried to take a nap but had no success, so i made a bit of progress in both my summer reading and daydreaming. when morgan came home, we went out for dessert at this place in overton square that i've forgotten the name of. it's french, and we couldn't eat there because they were booked up since it's bastille day. this is pretty funny since i didn't know that was an actually celebrated holiday in america. what's more funny is that my mom's birthday is the french independce day, while my dad's is the american one. ho ho ho. so we hightailed it over to melange. the real restaurant was all reserved too so we sat in the little outer smoking/bar area. i had creme brulee and coffee, which was very nice. it was discovered yet again that i am a horrifyingly slow eater.
in other news, i got to talk to brandon on the phone twice today as well as online during his lunch break. the boy takes up too much of my time.
i need to go read some more from this a passage to india mess.

listening to: sarah harmer - go to sleep

bagel time!

i'm having a bagel and i'm very happy. that's really all i had to say.
AP scores are supposed to come this week, and believe it or not, i'm nervous about it. mostly because mom will kill me if i make less than 3's. but there's nothing i can do now, so oh well.
brandon, becca, and i are working together to get a minnie proctor show happening in new orleans. if it happens, we all have to drive down together and make a party!
i can't believe i've spent another day doing nothing productive. i better go soon.

listening to: the magnetic fields - 100,000 fireflies

more posts are on the way

i've decided to start blogging again, even when i'm not blogging. i'm sure i can figure that out. someday. the usual people came over for a spur of the moment i love the 90's party. it was fun, but the show wasn't quite as good as i expected. i keep thinking about how summer is almost up. only about 4 weeks i think. it's, a pity, especially since i had much higher hopes for this summer. it seems like whole weeks went by without me noticing them. but who knows, especially with a few great things planned this month, things could turn out nicely. so to my few friends who need it, some encouragement: i'm awake at 5am and have to get up early and clean. but that doesn't mean you get to sleep all day. get up and get going. you're running out of time. to my friends who don't need it, get your lazy self back under the covers. who am i to talk. i should get to sleep, but i'll probably have dreams about the terrible things brett sends me online. hum hum hum.

listening to: joanna newsom - sprout and the bean

well fuck

today was shitty. but i did finally make mp3s of the minnie proctor show at neil's. the quality is okay on the first couple songs and grows steadily worse as the camera moves farther back in the room and the people become louder.
i had an orange sherbert popsicle swirl thingie. and some organic apple jews.

listening to: minnie proctor - flickers
(i think i fucked up this file somehow. i am trying to figure out.)

sorry, readers

getting back into the swing of blogging has been harder than i expected, and i apologize. wednesday night we had dinner at spaghetti warehouse for alice's birthday, then went to the peabody for dessert. we explored a bit of the hotel and were immediately afterwards accosted by a nice bum. eileen and foot spent the night. they are beautiful gals. on thursday, mom, morgan, foot, brock, and i saw the saddest music in the world which was really beautiful and great. afterwards, brock and i observed an office party from the safety of his car, drove around listening to modest mouse, and swung on the swings at overton park. on friday nobody called. i watched more tv than necessary with morgan and foot -- cry-baby, the breakfast club, the new episode of degrassi. today margaret came over to hang out a little while, and brock, LA, and alice eventually trickled in. margaret left, and we went to dinner at sekisui. i had a lot of water, but no food. i refuse to eat at restaurants any longer. what a waste of money.
also, i've talked to william for the first time in a few weeks since we've both been out of town. i've talked to brett for long amounts of time too too late at night. i've been talking to brandon forever and can't wait until i see him on july 30. can we arrange a Poking Party? where people come over and poke at him? with blunt objects?

listening to: miss kittin - requiem for a hit

yawn.

i'm about to die of tired. very quickly i'll say that i had a really lazy, tired kind of day. brock came over in the early afternoon. we listened to music and danced around, and i used up all my energy. we rented "little otik" which was good and very very weird. i talked to brandon for the first time in a few days, and it was really nice. he was smiling like a nut. i have a headache.

AHHH MORGAN JUST SHOT ME FULL OF SILLY STRING

i woke up at damn 9:30 this morning somehow, even though i didn't get to sleep until around 4:30 in the morning. i dawdled around for a couple hours, then started trying to make plans with brett. we ended up just talking on the phone for an hour or so. then i talked to brock on the phone. went to therapy, which was okay. it was my last official appointment, but i'm supposed to call and come in when i need to. after that, i came home and spent forever again trying to make plans. i hate the kind of night where this happens. brock came over, and then alice and hunter arrived a little later. we went to pick up brett and stood around in the driveway forever and ever trying to decide where to go eat. i wasn't even hungry, but i was hyper. i hopped all over the place like a nut piece. we FINALLY decided on zinnie's east, where i had only some fries and a dr. pepper. sallis came to meet us, and that was great because i haven't hung out with him in forever. actually, it was great seeing everbody. i was in a pretty good movie and i missed all of you doves. then we spent forever in the zinnie's parking lot trying to decide what to do next. we just ended up going to peabody park, of course. brett and i ran up to look at the train and hang over the sidewalk. i love to swing on swings. man oh man.

listening to: rasputina - oh injury

well, i just reread my last post from before we left town and all i can say is that i'm a damn liar about that blogging promise! although i did write lots of journal entries which i'm beginning to type up. if you care about the little details of my vacation, you can read them here... in all, i had a pretty good time. orlando is a horrible place, but is bearable when you stuff it full of librarians. my grandparents and cousins are just the same as ever, and amazingly enough, i still find it within myself to love them. ho ho! (i've started saying 'ho ho' all the time and it's driving mother mad.)
i haven't called anyone yet even though we've been in town for a few hours just because i'm tired and i didn't feel up for dealing with the folkies tonight. but feel free to call me any time starting now. i can't wait to hear what everyone has been doing while i was away. i'm sure i missed lots of excitement! someone start telling me!

finally bought some new goddamn bras at victoria's secret, and i actually like them. i went with laylee and alice and it was surprisingly unpainful. i also got some thigh high stockings, which i wore with laylee's little black skirt, my doctor who shirt, and the magnificent foot's top hat. we went to whitney camp's house for another pono party, and it was really weird. we were expecting them to either make jokes about our outfits or be really awkward about them, but they didn't really do anything. they were actually really involved in watching the porn, and it wasn't even good. go figure. the rest of us tried to make the best of it by dancing around to avenue d and the pixies, but it didn't really work. oh well. the best part of the night was cuddling with brock and alice on whitney's bed and unbuttoning his vest with our teeth. le sigh. how high school can you get?
we went to sonic for a few minutes before we came home. alice and hunter hung out for a little while, and we listened to some music. i talked to brandon on the phone. i'm going to miss all of you kids when we leave town tomorrow... we come back july 4, but i hope to blog a bit while we're there to keep you posted maybe. stay hott, my loves.

patti smith was fucking amazing!!

if you come see me before i leave town again, i'll tell you about it. mwahahaha

i took an accidental nap from about 10:30 to 2:30am when brandon woke me up. the little bugger fell asleep on the phone, and it was the cutest thing i've ever heard in my life. but anyway, now i can't sleep. i'm listening to the new beastie boys album. also the sky is purple and very pretty. too many lights. eaghhiio.

i'm about to go shopping for clothes with mom and morgan. i hate shopping. i hate to shop. i hate the shop. i do not want to go. but i have to go. for future use, does anyone have tips on how to make shopping less painful? i can't think of anything.
on sunday, we are going to st. louis to see patti smith. i am going to die with excitement. brandon saw her a few days ago and said she was amazing. weeeeoooooo. after that, we are coming back to memphis for one night before we leave for orlando where the librarians of the world will unite for one week. i can just imagine playing spot the librarian as we surge up some themed rollercoaster at disneyworld... ah yes. that is the life for me. actually, i don't give a shit about the amusement parks. i need some books. plus i love visiting cities and people-watching and all of that. of all the library trips i've been on, my favorite cities were chicago, san francisco, and new orleans. take me baaaack...

i love sonic milkshakes. mmmmmmm. oh my.

hweoiahhahahaha

hello to goodbye

01) babes in toyland - hello
02) kimya dawson - chemistry
03) kristin hersh - gut pageant
04) the cure - close to me
05) the dismemberment plan - you are invited
06) david grubbs - knight errant
07) bonfire madigan - swarm
08) sleater-kinney - get up
09) rainer maria - broken radio
10) the butchies - trouble
11) the raveonettes - cops on our tail
12) deerhoof - magic star
13) our lady peace - clumsy
14) 50 foot wave - dog days
15) pj harvey - meet ze monsta
16) veruca salt - loneliness is worse
17) interpol - NYC
18) chappaquiddick skyline - knights of the night vol. 1
19) the mountain goats - historiography
20) broken social scene - anthems for a seventeen year-old girl
21) the moldy peaches - goodbye song

sallis just dropped off some lovely soup to heal my cold. what a guy!
last night brock came over to watch the atom and his package live concert with me before we headed over to republic coffee to see bella sun's show, in which becca's band (now Minnie Proctor) played a short set in the middle. the turnout was way bigger than expected, and i thought the show sounded really good. we danced a bit, which i've never been able to do at one of becca's shows before. plus val talked to me a bit and was quite nice as always. brock took me home at 11, and i stayed up too late. i'll never get well.

listening to: lothar and the hand people - that's another story

i took two naps yesterday so i didn't go to bed until 3am, and then i slept horribly. i woke up about an hour ago feeling a little worse than yesterday. i think i'll go eat some of morgan's good ole chocolate cookies.

listening to: pj harvey - the sky lit up

Everyone go read this comic. Wait for the whole thing to load before scrolling or you'll miss the text.

my cat is all stretched out in my lap as though she loves me again. le sigh.

listening to: throwing muses - snail head

cleaning again...

compounded with my cold, i'm incredibly tired and i might go try to take a nap. i really want to get out of the house tonight, though, if anyone wants to help.. or just a visit would be nice. i'm in my pajamas covered with soap and my hands are pruney. in other words, i'm not a happy girl right now. although i did just listen to "hair: debatable" by atom and his package, which is a live recording of his last show ever. it was nice to scrub the kitchen to, but it's over and it's also raining. it seems silly to be up to my elbows in water when there's plenty outside. for a minute there, i was honestly wondering why i couldn't just take the whole damn room outside and let it wash its damn self. too bad i don't know how to take the roof off...

i need to post, but in order to keep my parents happy, i MUST clean!

it is very early. oh my.

last night i smoked one of the strawberry cigars katherine gave as a going away gift. i had a lot of fun, and then i burned a lot of incense to cover up the smell. i've become quite the delinquent, it seems. ah well.
i ended up not going to senior pictures yesterday. so it goes... today is kathryn's birthday party, and that will be nice. she is such a sweet girl; i wish i knew her better. i am going to see LA very soon, and i'm excited about that. i miss her a lot. she is someone i love to see one-on-one and i never ever get to. maybe i can kidnap her one of these days.

listening to: the mountain goats - letter from belgium

i'm supposed to take my senior pictures today.

i'm debating whether or not i'm actually going to do it. i hate senior pictures because of those fake outfits you have to wear and how no one looks like themselves. i don't know. i have less than an hour to decide... help!

listening to: pj harvey - the darker days of me and him

as you can see, i'm playing around with these new blogger layout things. i'm also checking out the blogger comment system, so flex your wings, wiggle your toes, and let me know what you think of it. eileen's already told me she hates it, so we'll see. the plus about it is that the comments won't be fucking deleted after a month the way they would on the haloscan comments... i still have all the haloscan stuff and i can bring it back really easily, but you guys are the ones who are commenting so let me know which you prefer. also let me know about the layout. i'll probably be messing with it a bit this week. yes.
i saw trainspotting last night.

i can't stop looking at this site...

yesterday i woke up and went to the midtown food co-op where i volunteered for almost 3 hours and had WAY too much fun with the price gun. ahem.
around 5:30 i was lying in my tent listening to brandon's love mix when brock appeared, followed shortly by alice and lauren. we talked inside my fort for a while, but just ended up cuddling and being silly. do we ever do anything else? who would want to? at 6:30 we went to java cabana to see hunter play jazz drumz, but our little group has such bad feelings associated with that place that we didn't really enjoy ourselves. LA came around 8:30 and then lauren got picked up by some friends. afterwards we went to shnuck's where i was literally picked up and carried by the three of those crazy kids through the entire refrigerated section and dropped off in the meats. after that, alice and brock bought a tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream while me and LA ran off to starbucks where we stole some straws and wooden stirring sticks. we all trekked to peabody park where we sat on the playground equipment and attempted to eat the ice cream. we were all very silly last night, oh my. there was much licking and passing of chocolate. we ate sooo much of that tub of ice cream. alice got very thirsty and went to find a water fountain. she discovered one -- with the longest spurt of water shooting out of a fountain that has ever been known by mankind. it was insane. we took turns pressing down the button so that we could all play around and dance. in the WATER FOUNTAIN. it was pretty great. when hunter arrived, he saw such a sight-- brock pushing down the button while alice, LA, and i danced around topless in the watahs. it was too much fun, and i love water to death.
the rest of the night was also very nice. as stated many times previously, i love my boys.

last night was alyssa's party, which was fun for the most part. i loooove to swim. brock took me home; brandon called; brett called; william came through the window. it was a pretty average night. i love my boys. they're so good to me! i'm about to go out with brock and alice and whoever else wants to come. if you're free, call my cell and see me. i need people!
in other news, i finally have a new email address, which is elevatorlady@gmail.com -- praise god!

listening to: iggy pop - fall in love with me

saturday already?

well at least i'm no longer grounded. i'll soon be off to alyssa's party where i will see many kids from ergolytes. i took the SAT this morning, and that was okay. i get distracted really easily and i work very slowly. oh well. i can always take it again if i really messed up. i have a milkshake and i'm happy.
last night i watched dr. strangelove with my parents and immediately afterwards received a very very happy call from a tipsy brandon. we talked for longer than we should have on the night before a test, but i still got enough sleep. it was quite sweet, in all honesty. william visited a while after that, but i was so tired that i don't really remember if i said anything much at all to him. he's a good night-time companion though. we slept in my tent and i was happy aka 9 years old.
i really want to get out of the house and DO something.

I FINALLY GOT MY PERMIT!!!

thank god. six months from now.... i'll be a driving machine. (hweoiahhahahahwehoaiheahhaa). maybe by december, i'll at least have taken a class.
to celebrate, alice, brock, and hunter came over for a while. we sat around. you know. then alice, brock, and i went to evan w's house to play dance dance revolution with him, greg, boze, doug, and LA. we were crazy touchy like usual. we also danced around, played badly, and whipped people with *evan*'s belt. mmmm.
brock's parents wanted him home early, so i was home at about 8:45. now i'm hungry and aloooneeeee.

mr. green in the study with the candlestick

adam green (moldy peaches): you and adam are goofy
as hell. who mistakes her steak for chicken?
you do, dawg!


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hope everyone had a better day than i did.

farewell to everyone leaving town. have a safe journey and a smashing time, filled up to the brim with amazing experiences and life lessons... i'll miss you.

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well, i think brett's comment on my last post covers just about everything you need to know about yesterday. the only thing i can add is that i'm grounded for the rest of the week. hooray!