The second Tuewed after that
"If you want to take it personally, you can, but can I bum a cigarette?" -Jessi, 07/09
I type this from the safety of my parents' basement, on Dylan's new computer. Sweet Justice! Of course, as I understand it, he be leaving in a month, but hopefully, I'll have my new computer by then, too.
AND THEN I SHALL RULE THE WORLD!
Or not; I don't want to jack up the phone bill too much. But it'll be nice, and I don't have to stay up until 9:30 to go online. That's cool by me.
So this girl Shelley who worked overnight quit, and I'll hopefully be getting her hours, which would rock. Daylight, bah.
I'm losing my farmers' tan again, though. No good, no good.
Thufri after Independance Day
"Whatever; I'm Mexican." -Drew, 07/02/2004
I don't know how much longer I have to use this computer, so this will be brief.
So much for having the 'perfect family'. It's all on you, now, Jeremy. Unfortunately, I can't say anything to anyone right now, but things just got a little more 'tricky' in general. Bah.
So [last night? tonight?] I hung out at Penny's with her, Rubio, and Jessi. We played some board game where you choose one of six options to best describe people, and you advance based of whether of not anyone else chose the same as you. According to Penny, I need to hang out with them more so she can know me better. It was good times, I rolled back 'home' a while after the sun rose. And now I'm here.
I just realized the other day that up until fairly recently, every girl I've ever gone on even a single date with has been blonde. Crazy.
Wednesday, third week of summer break
"Whatever you want to do with the leprechaun is fine." -Sara, 06/09/2004
I have been to Howard. *tongue*
So the other day at work, I ran into someone who I apparantly went to ULE with in fourth grade. I have no idea how he recognised me. I pulled that ask-where-he's-going-to-college-so-I-can-mention-that-I-go-to-Chicago thing, but didn't realize I was doing so until afterwards. Crazy times.
Oh, and I found Leah's website recently. Since I do all my internettin' at the public library, I had to muffle my laughter at some of the quotes she has up there. It's good stuff. And just so everyone knows, she has another friend named Ian, so I'm only quoted near the bottom of the list.
I guess that's all I really have to say right now. Out.
Thursday, seconds week of summer break
"They're kidneys of everlasting love and eyeballs of affection." -Neha, 11/10/2003
I write this at work, on my little order pad with my little order pen. There is no one in the resteraunt but Victor the cook and me. It's just past the point at which the dead time usually ends. I have nothing left of my duties to do, and I'm quite bored. I contemplated writing to Leah, but a letter just went out to her already in today's mail.
"I'm not even supposed to be here today!"
Living out of a trunk in my brother's room is already getting old. Maybe I shouldn't have come home this summer after all; it seems like I'm buying most of my own food here anyway.
I should remind myself that HS and Shaina are not my only friends still in town. I should check on Lisa, and Sophie, and find out where Erin is. I should get in touch with Shavon, too, although with her wedding only a month away, I'm sure she's crazy busy.
I ran into Shorty at the Underground on Sunday. She seemed to be doing well. Apparantly, her (other) family moved to Iowa, but only just over the border. I need to make sure to go back to the Underground at least a few more times this summer.
I don't like wearing a nametag, especially one that has my real name on it. And I can't get one that says 'Victor', because that's the name of the cook who does most of the overnights with me. 'Nemo' wouldn't fly, I don't think. So I'll just try to get away with not wearing one.
Goodness only knows how I'll get this post to a computer with internet access. I guess I'll either type it up at the public library or I'll wait until such a computer arrives at my parents' house. Bah.
I made a pot of coffee thinking, "People will be in soon, and they'll want coffee." It'll go bad here in a couple minutes.
Tuesday, first week of summer break
I think I'll start going after work to watch the sun rise. It may be the case, looking at my clock (ugh, clocks) here and the current colour of the sky, that my shift may not be up until after the sun rises. Maybe I'll go anyway. I can remember the two weeks in high school when I decided to shift my sleep schedule three hours earlier and get up at four in the morning every day (and go to bed at seven; I slept so much back then!) and I would go watch the sun rise almost every day.
I believe I mentioned wanting to watch the sunrise over the point sometime.... It'd be a shame not to. All the times I've watched the sky lighten outside my window, out the corner of my eye: I just realised that I've never actually watched it rise. I feel a fool.
"It never rains enough to cool my fever. All it does is rain."
There was such a thunderstorm tonight. It made me realise I haven't seen a real one in Chicago yet, not like we have here. I stood and watched it for a while.
"And it's so cold in Ohio." I refuse to think too much about that right now. I'm perfectly happy sleeping alone, and why shouldn't I be?
I'm glad I have a legitimate reason for maintaining a nocturnally active schedule.
Even later
2. Weezer - Simple Pages
3. Arrogant Worms, The - The Happy Happy Birthday Song
4. They Might Be Giants - She's an Angel
5. Moxy Fruvous - My Baby Loves a Bunch of Authors
Later
My computer just reset itself for no reason, causing me to lose twenty minutes of work. I wasn't even carrying it around this time. ARRGH!
Just when I'd gotten myself psyched up and on a roll, too.
And this paper's worth 14% of the grade. It's already late.
Sparky has toothpicks sticking out of him in a gruesome manner. I wish I could upload a picture, because that's exactly how I feel raight now.
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