tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54011342011-04-21T20:48:44.091-07:00monkeynautA place for me to think without boring others... out loud.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comBlogger621100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1116518042907845242005-05-19T10:51:00.000-07:002005-05-19T08:54:02.913-07:00(dear diary: hers vs. his)i love this. it's so true i wanna throw up.HER DIARY: Sunday night I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment. Conversation wasn't flowing so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1112220931446128202005-03-30T16:11:00.000-08:002005-03-30T14:15:31.446-08:00(in reference to...)i have often said, and still say, that i have no regrets. but it’s not b.c i think i haven’t made any mistakes or that i’m perfect. it’s b.c i don’t regret making the mistakes i've made. and trust me, i’ve made plenty of mistakes, but if i hadn’t of made them then i wouldn’t have learned all the lessons that i have. i think i’m pretty wise and knowledgable, but only b.c i’ve the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1111880231460054442005-03-26T17:33:00.000-08:002005-03-28T07:22:07.460-08:00(saturday woes and celebrations)i had a fight with a friend today. a pretty big one with a supposedly good friend. i hate fighting. a lot. especially with people i love and care about. but i guess sometimes, it just can't be helped. see, a couple of months back i decided that i was going to let my emotions and warm fuzzy feelings about said friend take over. so i could see what would happen, the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1109786015520514392005-03-02T09:45:00.000-08:002005-03-02T20:14:11.066-08:00(fo-ever)well, it’s been awhile, and i have to apologize for my lack of writing. but i’m not really going to apologize b/c i’ve been busy. and i haven’t had much to write about. though i know that’s the whole point of a blog. writing about nothing. anyway, to catch you up:- i moved to dallas. home. it’s nice.- i got a new job. another hotel. s’okay.- i got a newish car. an acura. she’s pretty.- ithe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1091824673220489822004-08-06T13:37:00.000-07:002004-08-06T13:39:40.606-07:00(countdown)
11 days of work
25 days until departure
the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1091824455658781312004-08-06T13:05:00.000-07:002004-08-06T13:34:15.656-07:00(i hate people)
so there's a huge dent in my car. a new dent. a brand freakin' new dent. because apparently somebody thought it would be fun to side swipe me, or possibly ram into me, as they left the red lion last night. i experienced a plethora of emotions upon seeing the gash. that which included but are not limited to: anger (what the hell?) regret (i should know better than to park in a the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1091738810020054832004-08-05T13:46:00.000-07:002004-08-05T13:46:50.020-07:00(and...)
kettle corn is the BEST!
the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1091738760137934962004-08-05T13:37:00.000-07:002004-08-05T13:46:00.136-07:00(blame canada!)
i am going to vancouver this weekend. i am excited about this for multiple reasons:
1) i get to see my bro who will be finished with school and ready to devote my 4 day trip to me.
2) i hear nothing but goodness of vancouver.
3) i do not have to work monday or tuesday.
4) i finally get to meet some canadians.
the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1091578591008960102004-08-03T17:19:00.000-07:002004-08-03T17:16:31.006-07:00(so here's my question...)
if somebody makes you feel a certain way, good or bad, do you tell them? do you tell them even though there might be a risk of rejection? or a chance you might hurt their feelings? or the possibility of making them super mad at you? or resentful toward you? do you take that risk so that it's all on the table? so that they can see how what they say or do makes you feel?the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1091577635416207042004-08-03T16:55:00.000-07:002004-08-03T17:00:35.416-07:00(recovery)
so after a long week of actually doing stuff i'm ready to go back to my old lady ways. i got home from work yesterday, changed into my t-shirt and shorts with every intention to take a jog. that intention didn't last too long. next thing i knew it was 8pm. time for dinner. after dinner i came to the conclusion that it was time for bed. so either i'm extremely lazy or i have mono.
i the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1091047522972859942004-07-28T13:20:00.000-07:002004-07-28T13:45:22.973-07:00(plans)
i have a friend in town. she's my best friend from junior high. odd really. she's the one friend i never thought would visit me in l.a. but here she is. well... there she is, sitting at my house, waiting for me to get home from work. poor thing. anyway, i've thought of all these things to do: mann's chinese, the beach, sunset blvd, the hollywood sign, etc. but i just can't get motivated the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1089917194181257822004-07-15T11:35:00.000-07:002004-07-15T13:16:34.576-07:00(in my dreams)
it feels like just yesterday that me and my boyfriend, steve nash, were travelling overseas while he was on summer break. he was concerned about the upcoming negotiations. he really wanted to stay with the mavs but was anxious that his filthy, scheming, down right dirty agent bill would persuade him otherwise. not that he was totally opposed to going back to phoenix, he does have the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1089410615886849562004-07-09T14:45:00.000-07:002004-07-09T15:08:41.956-07:00(current events)
so i have to say that i'm happy for my brother, who is making this incredible move to further his life, be happier, etc, etc. right? because i'm related and therefore obligated to be supportive and all that. well, maybe i'll say that i am. put on a front. say that it's an exciting and great opportunity. smile and wish him good luck. but what i'm actually feeling today, and for the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1088726934602092832004-07-01T17:08:00.000-07:002004-07-01T17:09:16.746-07:00(fourth)
i have no plans for the fourth. once again i've left it to the last minute. i'm more excited for the sleeping in on monday. god bless america!the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1087318505972014692004-06-15T09:22:00.000-07:002004-06-15T10:05:50.966-07:00(gone)
my days have been filled with work and basketball. not much else. except for horse races and soccer. and my boss' daughters dance recital (which surprisingly i offered to go to and surprisingly i enjoyed). oh, and i've been summoned for jury duty. i've never served and though i'd like to keep it that way, i'm not one to shirk my civil responsibilities. of course i've never voted so i the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1083886954022012792004-05-06T16:42:00.000-07:002004-05-06T16:46:53.733-07:00(but...)
the spurs are 2-0. hells yah.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1083886850418635552004-05-06T16:40:00.000-07:002004-05-06T16:45:10.140-07:00(i am back)
so i've been back for a while now, despite the lack of writing. upon my return to work i was slammed with things that didn't get done while i was away. they just simply piled work on my desk. for two weeks. shortly after my return to work i was thrown into the deep end while one of my managers went on vacation. now don't get me wrong, this is an amazing opportunity and i am more thanthe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1081847700013156682004-04-13T02:15:00.000-07:002004-04-13T02:20:34.670-07:00(goodbye)
i'm sitting in the very posh hotel room that i've been staying at for the past five days, thinking about the packing that i need to do and whether or not i want to go out in the overcast weather for a last minute souvenier. matt left this morning at around 6am so it's just me for the next few hours. i'm not even sure i have a ride home from the airport. kind of a depressing thoughtthe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1081525934208587692004-04-09T08:52:00.000-07:002004-04-09T08:57:15.890-07:00(when in rome...)
or london. or amsterdam. i've done a lot. and a lot has done me. i'm not going to elaborate at this time b/c at any moment matt is going to come tearing out of the bathroom (toilet, sorry) demanding that we leave the hotel room and enjoy the one beautiful day that the uk has decided to grant us.
we're going to see when harry met sally tonight. i'm very excited for that. and ithe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1080327903072924182004-03-26T11:05:00.000-08:002004-03-26T12:14:44.013-08:00(last night...)
i met him.
cool huh?the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079998112708881012004-03-22T15:28:00.000-08:002004-03-22T15:31:56.013-08:00(only in l.a.)
do i watch a movie and swear i've met the lead.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079992879027431862004-03-22T14:01:00.000-08:002004-03-22T14:26:57.606-08:00(not a review)
i can't review the two movies i saw this weekend, because, well, i just can't. i will tell you that the horror flick that i convinced and then dragged my friends to on friday night was exactly what i wanted. well, almost. it lacked a certain thrill factor that i was craving. it had the blood and the scary eyed zombies, it even had some bad-ass car crashes. but dawn of the dead the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079638075422533412004-03-18T11:27:00.000-08:002004-03-18T11:32:23.030-08:00(the d.a.)
i'm not usually a fan of the crime/law-dramas on television. in fact i watch very little t.v. the apprentice is my favorite right now. and america's next top model ain't bad either. but while watching the green mile on abc the other night (btw, thank you abc for showing me a movie i always sorta wanted to see, but would never rent) there was an ad at every break for this new show, thethe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079635985378410672004-03-18T10:53:00.000-08:002004-03-18T10:56:19.890-08:00(this'll have to do)
thanks harv.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079460641740653532004-03-16T10:10:00.000-08:002004-03-16T10:13:54.153-08:00(london)
i leave for london in two weeks. though almost all of my original reasons and plans for this trip have changed, i'm surprisingly okay. a little sad that i won't be seeing someone i thought i would. and still a little bummed that my crazy girlfriend won't be there to go "clubbing" with. but shit man, it's fucking london.
what i need is an idea of places to go. things to do. shit to see.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079380212442975552004-03-15T11:50:00.000-08:002004-03-15T11:54:26.076-08:00(favorite sightings of the weekend)
-a cold frosty beverage at baja cantina.
-matt's wicked nasty basketball battle wound.
-jennifer aniston coming out of the restroom at kings road.
-my bed.
-eli talking to lots of girls at the chalet. wingmanless.
-the pistons holding their 5th team in a row under 70.
-my beautiful, beautiful mavericks kicking some clipper ass.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079123845577299402004-03-12T12:37:00.000-08:002004-03-12T12:40:32.500-08:00That there
That's not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1079118005313848512004-03-12T11:00:00.000-08:002004-03-16T09:33:35.733-08:00(going bald)
i feel like i'm losing friends. i've been here three years and i've managed to make some really kick ass friends. but in the past four months or so i've managed to alienate two of the best ones. now i'm walking on eggshells around the few i've yet to "hurt" or "take advantage of". talk about depressing. i've resigned to letting one completely go. telling myself it truly wasn't my the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1078968141032670142004-03-10T17:22:00.000-08:002004-03-10T17:27:04.903-08:00(the bane of mail)
alright, i used to be a bit of a tattle when i was young-er, but i'd like to think that i've come a long way. turns out...i haven't. i share the duty of picking up and distributing mail (a task that makes me feel useless and used) with three other girls in the office. but often times they "forget" that it's their day and i, like the nerd that i am, will do it for them. but the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1078706761800563762004-03-07T16:46:00.000-08:002004-03-07T16:49:02.420-08:00(a birthday)
i had a really great birthday. i'll kick off my thanks to my mom, who drove 2 days just to be with me and to tell me that it'll all be okay. much needed. much. then there's my brother. you freaking rock. and not just the ordinary rock. the "super duper kick ass you're the best brother in the world" rock. i love you. and all the friends--this would include ashley (though you drive methe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1071540029270406932003-12-15T18:00:00.000-08:002003-12-16T16:54:24.640-08:00(stupid ring)
last night i was sick, as i have been a lot lately, and i wasn't sleeping well due to the fact that i couldn't breathe through one of my nostrils. anyhow, somehow this got incorporated into my dreams. i couldn't figure out why my nose wasn't draining. i was lying on the right side, i had my hand on the correct pressure point, why wouldn't the damn thing clear up? then i realized the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1070306560214554222003-12-01T11:22:00.000-08:002003-12-01T11:23:48.356-08:00(a laffy taffy joke)
q: how do you fix a monkey?
a: with a monkey wrench.
hahahahahahaha. god i love laffy taffy.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1069786957831711052003-11-25T11:02:00.000-08:002003-11-25T11:03:22.576-08:00(magic of 8)
so i've noticed something. my favorite songs always seem to be number 8. even on mix cds. now i wouldn't bet my life, or any amount of money, that the 8th track is always my favorite, but more often than not it is. and it's a little weird. i think it's my lucky number.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1069714137484987842003-11-24T14:48:00.000-08:002003-11-24T14:55:48.140-08:00(traffic sucks)
made a trip to phoenix this weekend. spur of the moment type trip. didn't even give my friend i stayed with much of a heads up. left on friday at 3:30pm. didn't go over 30mph until 7pm. got in at 12am. whoo. fun. here's some things i discovered:
1. nissan maximas have the most annoying brake lights--round and really bright--obnoxious as hell.
2. i can scream at the top of my the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1068860284722513532003-11-14T17:38:00.000-08:002003-11-14T17:38:41.610-08:00(britney)
did anyone watch the diane sawyer special with the wondermus brit? diane was mean. like really wicked. she made my best friend cry. okay, it was a little funny when ms. spears turned to the camera, pointed at her head and through her tears said "strong britney". haha.
i had to leave half way through the interview, which i have to admit i was kind of bummed about. diane was just the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1068859987740219952003-11-14T17:33:00.000-08:002003-11-14T17:33:36.966-08:00(afterthought)
alright. i was being a little dramatic. and no one will probably even notice, so i don't know what i'm flipping out about. but it does make you realize how little attention people pay to you. the ones that comment, you know they really look at you when you're talking. or have noticed you. like really noticed. not just dismissed you as somebody else walking down the hall or making the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1068859538299967992003-11-14T17:25:00.000-08:002003-11-14T17:42:42.983-08:00(haircut)
IT'S ALL GONE!!! ayyyhhhhh!!!!the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1068079646615209342003-11-05T16:47:00.000-08:002003-11-05T17:00:39.716-08:00(this weekend was...)
...one of the best weekends of 2003. by far. i was so pleased with this weekend that i'm barely even phased by the departure of someone special and the breakup (over email) that i "just had to do". there was no one thing* that made this last friday, saturday and sunday (& monday too) great, it just was.
halloween was fun and for the first time in a long while i felt like ithe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1067642660456230302003-10-31T15:24:00.000-08:002003-10-31T15:24:54.310-08:00(ps)
on a lighter note...it's totally halloween.
have a happy and a safe one. and if i'm gonna see you tonight, prepare to be blown away.
dun dun dun...the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1067641908084182452003-10-31T15:11:00.000-08:002003-10-31T15:19:56.296-08:00(finished)
i'm through with dating. no more. i've decided that i don't like it.
"but you're so young" you say.
yah yah, blah blah. that's a load of hooey. yes, i may be young but that doesn't mean that i have to love the mindless stupid ins and outs of dating. i think it's a waste.
some people say that you know if it's going to work with someone within the first five minutes. others say notthe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1067454452721791252003-10-29T11:07:00.000-08:002003-10-29T11:16:48.123-08:00(they're baa-aack)
so basketball is back. which means the mavericks are back. which means that i am happy once again.
even though we lost to the kobe-less lakers last night. damn kryptonite.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1067452686482286302003-10-29T10:38:00.000-08:002003-10-29T10:38:14.356-08:00(i have a big mouth)
you know when you drink a lot and the next day things that you said the night before slowly come back to you? well, i'm having one of those moments. maybe i should just stop drinking and avoid this post-drunk anxiety fun...
at least until friday. cause, party, hello?the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1066854447117397162003-10-22T13:27:00.000-07:002003-10-22T14:12:15.386-07:00(sadness)
i just read on ken's blog (because i don't watch/read/listen to the news) that elliott smith committed suicide last night. this is overwhelmingly sad for me. i don't know what it was like when kurt cobain died, but i've read about it and heard about it and i understand that this is nothing like that. but maybe a little?
i want to call everyone i know. but i can't get a hold of my the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1066684841694124632003-10-20T14:20:00.000-07:002003-10-20T14:23:46.590-07:00(helpplease)
every year i try to nip this halloween thing in the bud. get my costume all picked out, any accessories/props chosen. yet every year i end up costumeless and clueless. so...why don't you people tell me what to be this year. we have 11 days to crack this. (and if you can think of an inexpensive way for me to be "the bride" from kill bill i'd really appreciate it.)
ready? go.
the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1065731296638927062003-10-09T13:28:00.000-07:002003-10-09T13:28:16.513-07:00(thank you)
just wanted to give a shout out to the best brother in the world. mine. thank you matt for bringing me orange juice and dayquil and nyquil and soup and a trashy magazine. all things to help me feel better. and guess what...
i do. you rock.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1065720299113375972003-10-09T10:24:00.000-07:002003-10-09T10:25:58.230-07:00(i asked him..)
..what he was doing this weekend but he didn't answer. maybe he didn't hear. i didn't want to push it so i shut up.
i think that i decided this morning that if he doesn't call me again, that i would be okay with that. which is a huge breakthrough for me being as usually if i go out with a guy and we get along and there's a really great kiss goodnight---i would freak out if he the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1065211873442919152003-10-03T13:11:00.000-07:002003-10-03T13:19:52.670-07:00(stupid dream)
had a dream last night. i was attacked by birds. but it was kind of my fault. wait a second...no it wasn't! i was just trying to feed them. what the hell?
and they were vicious too. swooping at my hands and my head. at one point i just chucked the bag of seed and watched them violently peck at the ground it lay on and then fly off with the entire bag. greedy bastards.
this is the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1064606388650623542003-09-26T12:49:00.000-07:002003-09-26T13:00:47.743-07:00(happy new year)
it's friday. my desk calendar says "Rosh Hashanah begins at sundown". this is exciting. for jews. not for me because i am not jewish. but...it is exciting that i might get to leave work early. go home. take a nap. rest up for the "big friday night".
i'm quite bored. quite. how early is too early to ask to go home? i don't want to seem like i don't have anything to do. althoughthe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1064518692312095522003-09-25T12:32:00.000-07:002003-09-25T12:38:12.086-07:00(love)
is it wrong that i am now in love, in love, with bill murray? well i don't really care if it's wrong or not. he's freaking brilliant. and little scarlett's not bad herself. and bravo sofia. i want to hate you, i do. mostly on principle, but i don't think i can.
thanks for making me feel. it was nice.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1064518121368821622003-09-25T12:22:00.000-07:002003-09-25T12:29:22.013-07:00(oops)
i did something naughty. and i blame friendster. i found somebody that i probably shouldn’t have. somebody that i’ve been curious about ever since i never called him back last summer. someone who probably won’t take much of an interest in me now—just like he didn’t back then. my bad.
he’s already emailed. he wants me to call. i think i’m going to.
i obviously have no will power. shit.
the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1061513617826909812003-08-21T17:53:00.000-07:002003-08-21T18:01:08.510-07:00so there's this place in laguna beach where you can go watch men dress up like women and lipsync and dance around for money. it's called the boom boom room. and there's no fear of being fondled as you push your way through the crowd and the women's restroom lines are wonderfully short. it's quite strange. these men don't look like men dressed in drag. nor do they look like women. but funn-ny. andthe 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-1059941637240218982003-08-03T13:13:00.000-07:002003-08-03T14:03:32.650-07:00matt says i have to start writing more on this thing. so you people can start lookinga t it and using the handy dandy comment system he just installed for me for no apparent reason other than that he loves me and was bored on sunday morning.
so here goes...the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-953867212003-06-06T14:39:00.000-07:002003-06-06T14:39:03.116-07:00per-dik-a-mint
i'm bored. i want to go home early, but still get paid for the eight hours. how do i swing that? the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-953867012003-06-06T14:38:00.000-07:002003-06-06T14:38:26.346-07:00friday
i'm sitting at my computer trying to think of things to look at while on the internet. it's distressing b/c i know that there's a million and one things that i have thought "oh, i should look that up sometime when i'm sitting in front of a computer with absolutely nothing to do." and then when i get to that point, i can't remember anything. so i look at matt's blog, then blacker's, then the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-950966542003-05-30T14:13:00.000-07:002003-05-30T16:01:03.000-07:00shitgoddammitmotherfucker.
i hate the spurs.
the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-948040982003-05-23T14:53:00.000-07:002003-05-23T14:53:06.846-07:00there's a party a comin'.
rock, rock, rock the house.
whoo.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-947779972003-05-23T02:07:00.000-07:002003-05-23T02:07:58.993-07:00is this font smaller?the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-946446732003-05-20T11:25:00.001-07:002003-05-23T02:07:23.000-07:00matt's birthday list...published!
just for reference:afluffy officer chair from staples, like for sitting at a computer.
something with cushion.
a scanner for my computer. i think they're cheap
really good coffee grounds
mp3 player
mix cds
buffy stuff
free help on my web design if they know anything about that
cd burner
little web cam
digital camera
books (i have an amazon wishlist too)
cool the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-944620672003-05-16T11:10:00.000-07:002003-05-16T13:14:28.000-07:00i'm pretty new to the idea of friends of roommates whom i don't know staying at the house. so i was just wondering... is it inappropriate to wear a towel around the house?the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-944593542003-05-16T10:14:00.000-07:002003-05-16T12:20:58.000-07:00sometimes i hate being so smart.
you ever get it in your head that you've taught the world something that they probably already knew? yeah, well, i really think i have. see, i've been driving to work this week (i usually take the bus) because of the playoffs. i drive from century city to silverlake to watch the games. at 5pm. fun, huh? anyhow--as some may know, on the roads of los angeles there the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-944564202003-05-16T09:17:00.000-07:002003-05-16T09:17:24.983-07:00holy ginobili! go spurs!!the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5401134.post-944562002003-05-16T09:13:00.000-07:002003-05-16T12:22:06.000-07:00reflection sucks. a chapter of my life closed wednesday night. i grew up with these kids and now they've moved on, left me. i have only memories now. i shared some of the best and worst times with them. they taught me so much. goodbye joey, pacey, jack and jen. farewell dawson. i'm sad.the 'nauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01272211451918124451noreply@blogger.com