my dreams of an utterly productive sunday morning have been sabotaged by my constant, unstoppable daydreaming. i had grand plans of finishing the nipple story, burning some photos to CD, backing up iwilldare.com, showering, laundry, dishes, and making tuna salad before heading off to the No Buzz Kill BBQ.
but i’m having no such luck [...]
August, 2003
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Aug 03
sometimes i hear my voice
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Aug 03
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
a lunch conversation with one of the wondergeek twins called Rescue Fantasies is available at bittersweetheart.
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Aug 03
Rescue Fantasies
Tuesday was quite possibly the worst Tuesday in the history of Tuesdays. It was my last day of work for six days and you’d think that all productivity in softwareland was going to come to crumbling halt in my absence. I was busy and stretched to my limit. So when one of the techwriters moseyed [...]
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Aug 03
you give me just a taste so i want more
i woke up singing “i’ve never known a girl like you before.” i can’t seem to get it out of my head. i have no idea what that might portend.
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Aug 03
it’s not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball
ok, the slacking lasted for about two hours, now i’m just bored. i know, i know only boring people get bored. but you know what, i never claimed to be that fucking exciting.
i should probably de-broccoli the fridge. but i’m afriad to. i bought entirely more food than i should have and there’s no way [...]
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Aug 03
leave my bones alone
i have this glorious beautiful saturday all to myself. i have gobs of things i could be doing– writing, cleaning, making tuna salad for the No Buzz Kill BBQ. instead, i think i will watch “funny face” again and take a nap. ahh, i love the life of slack. it’s so nice not worrying about [...]
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Aug 03
it’s genetic
here’s why having sisters is the best: because they will giggle with your rush of newfound interest in the boy you met last night, while simultaneously cursing the boy you want to date who doesn’t want to date you, all the while telling you that you DO have options and that you needn’t worry about [...]
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Aug 03
because i can’t think of anything i want to say at the moment
the friday five
1. Are you going to school this year?
sort of.
2. If yes, where are you going (high school, college, etc.)? If no, when did you graduate?
i’ll be taking another fiction writing class at the loft. i can’t wait.
3. What are/were your favorite school subjects?
in high school my favorite subject was English, and [...]
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Aug 03
and another thing
today is michael jackson’s birthday, my friend michelle’s birthday and darlingjason’s birthday. i forgot to wish him a happy birthday before i left. i feel like such an ass.
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Aug 03
hold up there carmen sandiego
i just got back from meeting up with darlingjason. it ruled! i can’t remember the last time i had so much fun with my clothes on. he was just the cutest thing ever. i wanted to eat him right up. and how he made me laugh. laugh and laugh and laugh. it was so much [...]
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Aug 03
reason #204 why i need to buy a house
as if doing laundry isn’t bad enough– i have the unfortunate luck to run into creepyboy in the laundry room. he decides that he must talk to me while i dig all my unmentionables (though oft-mentionables here on iwilldare.com) out of the dryer. not only must he talk to me, he must position himself in [...]
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Aug 03
state fair 2003
going to the fair so late in the day, totally threw off my fair mojo. we didn’t even take pictures at the linus statues until after 7, when the sun was all wonky making for craptastic pictures. i am super disappointed in how they turned out, and how my cam. takes pics on a lower [...]
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Aug 03
indulging
i don’t generally take naps. mostly because my sleep is so fucked up napping makes thing worse and also because i can’t nap without sleeping for like five hours.
but today i indulged myself. i took a nap on the couch. i hadn’t planned it. i just sat down to think, but then paco crawled into [...]
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Aug 03
my own sort of fairy tale
last night i had a dream where i created my own weird fairy-tale land.
it seems some co-workers and i were having a meeting at a restaurant called Open Book. it ruled. the restaurant was part bookstore, part poetry reading, part well, restaurant– but it was in this strange modern-day sort of fairytale castle. it [...]
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Aug 03
corn dogs and cotton candy and cold beer, oh my!
in a move that has shook the very foundation on which i’ve built my life on, the fam decided not to go to the fair at the asscrack of dawn. rather we’re leaving at the reasonable hour of noon. i am shocked, shocked and delighted.
i am giddy with anticipation. my love of the great [...]
