The second Wedthu after that
No quote. Either people haven't said anything funny, or I didn't write it down. Oh, well.
I don't often do this, but I recently saw one of those things -I believe the young folk call them 'memes'- that demanded my attention and respect, not to mention my curiousity. I therefore wish to replicate it myself. The procedure is as such: One says twenty things, in collected written form, to unaddressed persons. Observe.
- I started because I was paranoid. I still do it becaue I'm paranoid. It hasn't helped, I know, because I'm even more paranoid. Then again, maybe I'd be worse without it. You don't have to follow it if you don't want to.
- Grow up. Seriously. I know, I didn't want to, either, but you can't act like a kid forever. I'm not saying you should ditch your playfulness, but how about taking on some responsibility, at the very least for your conduct and extravagances. I love you, but you disgust me sometimes.
- I still love you, even though you screwed me over. Get help.
- I still love you. You fractured my heart so badly that whenever I think of heart break, I think of you, and I will never think of you the same way again. In that regard, I've sworn you off. But you're still my friend, and I'll always love you for that, because whether you'd admit it or not, you need me to.
- I find I don't still love you. I was bitter for a long time, longer than I like. I thought I was stronger than that. I still hope you're happy, and I don't regret loving you, even if I do regret some of the ways I acted toward you when I did. Moreover, I've come to realize it wasn't all my fault.
- I hear you got married. I wish we had kept in touch. If you were ever to stop by, I would still let you crash with me, for old time's sake.
- I wish I could make eveything right for you. I don't know how you slog through all your problems like you do, but I'm proud to be your friend.
- You jerk. You shouldn't be having sex with her. This whole things seems almost like it's just so that you can be having sex with her. It's disgusting. I'll try not to be unsupportive in public, because we're friends, but I don't think this will work out well for anyone.
- I'm sorry I never made it to your wedding. I wish I could've given your key back; it just sits around, haunting me.
- When I met you, I never though I would look up to you like I do. I don't think I can fill your shoes.
- Any time you wanted to, you could've seduced me, and I would've fallen. Thank you for not doing so.
- You could make me do almost anything, but I don't know if I trust you yet, and so you scare me.
- I dropped that class mostly because I was lazy. I'm sorry.
- You're not like I remember. I was only gone nine months, but we must have grown apart. You never seemed so flighty before.
- You're one of my best friends, but everyone knows you're an ass to women. You'll never have a solid relationship until you treat them with respect.
- I wish I were a closer friend to you. It seems like we haven't talked in forever, and yet I owe so much to you. I owe these very words to you, and I've never been able to figure out how to pay you back. I hope, at least, that I was good for a few smiles.
- I wish I had better grades, too, but that's not how it broke down, and I wish you'd stop talking about it.
- I still think you're an asshole, and have done so since before I even really knew what an asshole was. I'll continue to avoid you in public, and I've always hated the way you suck up to your betters and then take cheap shots at people whenever you can get away with it.
- I was attracted to you since the second time I met you, and even though I don't really care anymore, it was a shock to find out that you were doubly out of reach.
- You stopped being funny as soon as you acquired power to act on those bizarre notions you have. You were just as unfit for that position as I was. Neither of us should ever have applied. I hope they continue to keep you in check, or I fear for the future of something I love.
In other news, Shavon's wedding is this weekend. I haven't recieved an invitation, which is somewhat hurtful, but I can understand that she would need to keep it small. Alternately, she just doesn't know how to get ahold of me. In either case, I've already wished her the best, and I work this weekend anyway.
Also, my family recently returned from a nice vacation in the Black Hills, where we camped and cycled the Mickelson Trail. We still, to my disappointment, did not do the very southern leg of the 109 mile trail, leaving me with about 32 mi left to bike before I've done the whole thing. Some day, I mean to do it all at once. We also saw lots of random stuff, and I got to tinker with a coke machine. I now know how to a) get free pop from a locked machine and b)how to quickly remove all the money from an unlocked machine. Not that I would do so, mind you, but my fascination with both the mechanical and criminal arts demanded that I look into the matters while I had the opportunity.
Oh, yeah, and I acheived sunburn, which appears to have mellowed to a nice tan on my arms, and is still peeling off my face. Good times.
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
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