Friday, April 26, 2002

Andrew: I'd say that your sexual tension around these individuals stems from frustration in that department.....of course, we both know that you're just a slut. ;-)

Well, we can't fault the guy for knowing me!

"Do you know the muffler man?"

On with it.
"Moon River
Wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style
Oh dream maker,
You heart-breaker
Wherever you're going
I'm going your way."

I was just nosing through my archives, laughing at witty things I said and conversations that I had with friends during which I was interesting, and generally being the most self-centered person in the universe. A quote from Moon River, possibly that one, possibly something else, was in there. And it's now stuck in my head.

Moon river makes me want to sleep, to lie down and wrap a blanket a round me and stare upwards...I'd like to be on a raft right now, on the missippi, at night, staring up at the moon....who would I like to be with? Chad. Chad who is comfy, adorable and relaxing. Chad and I on a raft, with his finger on the end of my nose, with a full moon above us, and stars, and the relection of the sky on the water, and warmth.

Both of us doped up on allergy medications, totally incoherent.

Chad and I made quite a production last nigth of me telling him something I never had before. Worth it.

Chemistry. Damn. On with it.

Thursday, April 25, 2002

Do you ever have the feeling that everyone's onto you?

I'm not used to having secrets, man, this is making me paranoid.

On with it.
"So I wanted to play basketball..."

I was in Wal*Mart the other day, and while in the sporting goods section, I copied some little kid and started dribbling a ball up and down the aisles. Up and down. I was having tons of fun. The friend I was with got really annoyed, though- girls are no fun. She tried to kick the basketball away from me while I was dribbling. I couldn't play in there anymore. But I decided that this summer I'd like to get in shape while playing basketball. One-on-one with some people, you know? Hopefully people who weren't expecting me to be any good.

Today in school, all I could think about was how nice it was outside, how I'd love to go out and play basketball. The day drudged along, and when I was finally out of school I had to talk to a couple of teachers. Drag drag drag. Finally my friend gave me a ride home- I almost asked her to play with me, but she had work, and I don't think sports are her thing- girls are no fun.

I came inside and started wondering if I even had a basketball. I asked my mom, she said she wasn't positive, but she didn't think so.

"Buy me a basketball." I told her.
"No," she responded, "I can barely pay my bills this week."
"There's one at Wal*Mart for only four dollars."
"I'm not spending four dollars on a basketball. Get a job and buy it yourself."

She left to go visit my grandmother, and I was momentarily discouraged, but decided to search the house. I searched my nephew's stuff, on the porch, in the garage. Finally I was victorious- I found a basketball in the cellar. It needed to be inflated, though. I knew we had a bike pump somewhere, but I was nervous that I might not be able to find a pin. I looked in with the nails, where my family tends to keep anything small and metal, on the shelves near the washer and dryer, and then in the junk drawer. Just as I was about to give up, I found one! Hurrah!

"All I need now," I thought, "Is the bike pump. That won't be hard to find."

Famous last words.

I looked in the cellar, near where I found the basketball. I looked where the bikes were. I looked in the closet with the rest of the sporting equipment. I looked out on the porch. I went back and looked in the garage again. I wished my mom was home so I could ask her, because she always seems to know where everything is. It wasn't in anywhere that it would make sense to be.

I started looking in really screwy places. My room. My sister's room. My parent's room. The cabinet in the bathroom. Behind the refridgerator. I sat down and tried to picture anywhere in my house that there could be any reason for it to be at all. I started to second-guess my sanity, and ended up looking under the couch cushions before I collapsed onto them, exhausted and defeated. I tried to console myself with the idea that at least I had expended as much energy trying to play basketball as I would have actually doing it.

Just then, my mom came home.

"Hey mom," I said to her, "Do you know where the bike pump is?"

"Yeah," She said. "On your head."

I touched my head and sure enough, there it was! I had been wearing it the whole time!

On with it.

Tuesday, April 23, 2002

Me: I'm entirely too complicated.
Chad: No.
Me: could you possibly make an argument to back up that opinion?
Chad: Yes.

He's so cute!

(Yes, I'm aware that I'm the ONLY PERSON ON EARTH who would find that amusing enough to post it....most of you probably have no idea why that's cute to me at all...hell, I bet Chad doesn't. But I do, and it's my blog, damn it!)

On with it.

Who's your daddy?? Find out @ blackhole

I don't know that I've ever been more bored in my life......

On with it.

Monday, April 22, 2002

So I found out a certain SOMEBODY doesn't know November Rain, and I decided to look up the lyrics. Except for the fact that they're really intense any melodramatic, and this situation is sort of...not, in the grand scheme of things, the beginning of it sorta applies.

"When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darling when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same

Cause nothing lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain

We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain

But lovers always come and lovers always go
No one's really sure who's letting go today
Walking away

If we could take the time to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowing that you were mine
All mine

So if you want to love me
Then darling don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walking
In the cold November rain"

Okay, did I mention that it's MUCH more intense than our present situation? Because I mean MUCH.

You know who ya'are though. Download the's a classic!

On with it.