Duh
07/31/2003 04:17 p.m.
Have you ever known one of those people who make really stupid observations, or just tell you EVERYTHING? I know someone like that. "Let me just describe to you, IN DETAIL, the boring converstaion I just had, and I'll giggle inappropriately at awkward times to make it really uncomfortable." Or, when I am grinding coffee beans, "Oh, are we out of coffee?" No, I'm just grinding the beans to throw in the trash, duh! Sorry, I am just really annoyed. I try to be cool and not laugh at the dumb jokes so maybe this person will take the hint, but nope, oblivious.
I am listening to Irritated isn't one of the mood options

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Work again
07/31/2003 03:16 p.m.
At work again. It's 7am, and I want to go back to sleep. I have a fleshwound on my hand. I get to hang out with Phoebe today, wohoo! I miss her so much. Cso
I am currently Fine
I am listening to Dido

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The unacheivable
07/30/2003 08:00 p.m.
Yes, that's right, I have acheived the unacheivable, assuming that I even spelled it right, but I have written 100 poems, the majority of them crappy. I am only proud of approximately 8 of them, I think. Some suck, some are ok, some are good, and 8 are great. Just like people. I think anyway. Actually, maybe less than 8. Anyway, that's all. Oh wait, I also finished this stupid manual at work that I have been working on for about a month. I never thought I'd finish it, but I did. Go me!
I am currently Good
I am listening to El Scorcho

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TUESDAY
07/30/2003 04:21 a.m.
Scene One:
Cynthia and Corrie's Apartment
Cynthia and Corrie are sitting on the pink couch and Corrie is devouring a plate of chocolate chip cookies.

(Piece of Corrie's current cookie falls on the carpet.)
Corrie: Ohhh, I lost a piece of chocolate chip cookie...Ohhh, it's a piece with a chocolate chip...There's a hair on it.
(Looks at Cynthia)
Let's never speak of this again. (Eats chocolate chip.)
(Cynthia just looks confused, exits scene.)


"Hotdogs do not taste good on the spagetti, they are bad meat."
-Cynthia

"If I had a pet that I was gonna keep in here, it would be a staaaaaaaaaar fish. That way it couldl crawl all over the walls. Then if I didn't like somebody, it could get on them and suck them in."
-Cynthia

"boys rooms smell so gross, it's like they eat socks or something....Who was my worst smelling boyfriend?.....It would definetly go to, hmmmmmmm, they all kinda stinked."
-Cynthia
I am currently Odd
I am listening to What's love got to do with it.

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No sleep
07/29/2003 02:57 p.m.
I went to bed at 11 and woke up at 2:30 and never went back to sleep. But I thought a lot. After a while, I stopped fighting and just got up and drove around for a while. Anyway, that's all.
I am currently Tired
I am listening to nothing

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Bob Marley
07/28/2003 05:57 a.m.
I just want to say that I am sick. I watched I Spy last night. Not because I thought it would be good, but because it was filmed in Budapest, and I knew there would be Hungarian in it. That was exciting, though didn't quite make up for the terrible movie. Owen Wilson speaking Hungarian with the worst accent I have ever heard was amusing though. No one would understand except the other exchange students. Anyway, I also want to say Bob Marley fucking rocks. I haven't listened to him in a long time, but I forgot how much I love him. That's all.
I am currently Restless
I am listening to Bob Marley

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Guilt
07/27/2003 02:41 a.m.
At first, I felt really bad about what I said to Marcos' father. Then I got over it, because what I said is true and it's how I feel. I had a dream last night that I was with marcos and caroline, or as I like to call her, his whore. And usually when i dream about her, I am beating the shit out of her and she is unconscience, it's relatively fun. But in this dream, she knew karate and kept flipping me over her shoulder and stuff. It was weird. Then I went back to sleep and continued this dream. I didn't want to. I don't want to think about her, I don't want to think about Marcos. It's like Shane said to me today, you have to love someone before you can hate them. True. Marcos is the only person I can say that I hate without doubting it. I don't like it, but it's true. I wish I wasn't allergic to cats because I really want a kitty. Which is funny, because normally I don't like cats. But I do like cats that are nice, not ones that ignore you and then scratch the shit out of you for no reason. Like Dan's stupid cat Sparkle. Yeah, anyway, I have to go find some food.
I am currently Bleh
I am listening to Batman in the background

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I need new facewash
07/24/2003 05:54 p.m.
I bought some clean & clear wierdo tingly facewash and since I started using it, I've gotten like 40 zits (actual count: 2) Anyway, I use to use Aveeno facewash, and that was some good shit, but I went to Carrs, and they didn't have it there. Carrs is closer to my house than Fred Meyer's, and I was much too lazy to drive 2 more minutes and get what I actually wanted. Yeah. Anyway, I was just thinking about that. I'm throwing that face wash away when I get home. I'm so tired. I'm taking a huge nap when I get off work. Yeah, people who read this muct think my job is so hard, I'm constantly writing at work. Well, my boss isn't here, so I'm in charge. I'll have to stop August first though, when Glenna comes back. She'll kill me if she sees this. Ok, time to go.
I am currently Fine
I am listening to Weezer-Jamie

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Thumbless Cooks
07/23/2003 06:49 p.m.
My best friend Phoebe works at a restaurant. We were hanging out with one of the servers and she was talking about some lady who followed her across the room to ask why her oatmeal was taking so long. Ok, first of all, if she's gonna bitch about how long her OATMEAL is taking, WHY did she order it at a restaurant? I mean, it takes me like 2 minutes to make oatmeal, so why not eat it at home, where it's cheap, fast, and delicious and shut her pie hole? People are so weird. But I was going somewhere with this. I told the server she should have told the lady that there is a law that the restaurant has to hire a certain amount of handicapped people, and as it turns out, none of the cooks have thumbs. Just imagine it. A line of about 5 cooks, all without thumbs. And then I told her she should have told the lady "I can't believe how insensitive you are! Why do you hate handicapped people so much?" That would have shut her up. This began an experiment to see how hard it was to actually do things without thumbs. We made Jeremy light a lighter without using his thumb and he actually did it with his long scary fingers. Anyway, the reason I wrote this is because I was going to write a poem called "Thumbless Cooks" but when I started working on it, it sucked and I decided to just write about it. Anyway, just deperately trying to avoid thinking about the funeral.
I am currently Tired
I am listening to Q-Feel, Dancing in Heaven

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Blacker than expected
07/23/2003 03:48 p.m.
I went to the funeral yesterday. It was much much sadder than I thought it would be. Ben and Amanda were crying so hard, they were shaking. It was so horrible to see people I care about so sad. I was crying really hard too. It was really symbolic. I mean, he was in the army, so they folded up the flag and presented it to his mother and they did a gun salute outside the church and then the song they always play for military. It was horrible. Anyway, I don't really want to talk about it any more, it's really bringing me down and I'm at work. I only slept for like 5 hours last night. I was going to go somewhere with that thought, but now I don't care.
I am currently Empty
I am listening to Weezer-O girlfriend

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