5.19.2001

feeling: tired, i did the commedia dell'arte thing today, and it was fun.

on winamp: nothing! i'm at emily's house, waiting to call nic at ... i don't remember what time i was supposed call him. damn.

wearing: my favorite jeans! (i'm like, always wearing the same pair... but, they're SOOOOOO nice!! if you had these jeans you'd wear them all the time too!

thoughts: woooo i invaded emily's house. go me!! and i took over her computer! to update my website. yeah, i'm a nerd. but it's ok. ooooh i have cool hair! i crimped it for the thing... and sprayed in all this black and red stuff.... only it all got in my nose, and now my nose hurts, and is all multi colored on the inside (yeah, gross, TMI, i know). nothing very interesting's going on in my world... nick kanellis knocked me over at the commedia dell'arte thing, and i got all muddy... and it was sad *sob*. i had so much to say earlier... and iwas all excited to update, but now i can't remember any of it. stupid memory. ok, i went and looked at the line diaries site for awhile, in hopes of finding inspiration, to update. but, i failed, and am still uninspired and boring. shoot. it is 8:35. which means i have forty minutes until i have to call nic! (i remembered what time i was supposed to call) OOOOOOR i could go over and barge into his house and demand to go out. ooooh like mimi. i could sing and everything. i need blue sparkly pants for that to work though. and i should be spanish. and a drug addict. and nic should be writing one great song instead of doing calculus homework. ok, so that's not a good plan then. emily's computer just made a reeeeeally weird noise at me. i think it's plotting to kill me. if this post ends abruptly, i'm at emily's in the basement being maimed by her computer. send help soon. there's black hair dye all over my fingernails, it makes me look like a corpse, or like my hands are decaying or something. emily's backspace is really speedy. it just like deleted a whole sentence and confused me. bad backspace key. at least it's not like mine, which takes "backspace" literally and takes me back a website every time i hit it while online. stupid backspace key. *frowl*. i went off in search of inspiration again, and found ooooout that bonnie's toys and more sells sanrio! must tell erin! (she prolly already knows, she always knows the things i'm excited to tell her. damn her all knowningness.) i've been meaning to put some links here, but i haven't yet... maybe i'll do that nooooow!

chelsea's site
molly's site
grace's site
erin's site i love erin, go to her site! it's ten times better than mine! damn her for not sucking at html like me. stupid html *is bitter*

i'd put beau's site here, but i don't think he knows i have a site, and might be confused if i randomly linked to him. yeah. hrm, ooooh, random rhyming poetry courtesy of renata...

"hair"
my hair is brown.
it makes me frown.
i should wear a crown.
all over the town.

"crayon"
i like this crayon.
my shoes are not rayon.
the crayon is blue.
so is my shoe.

"moose"
look at the moose.
look at the goose.
they are over there.
up in the air.
up in the sky.
just like that guy.
maybe i should seek help.
ooh! flying kelp!

"cheese"
i like to eat cheese.
i put some in the deep freeze
when I was three years old.
it was cold.

this was a long and pointless post. brought to you by the letter R and the number 12.

*mgan*
yeah, i'm leaving it. i can't type. stupid keyboard.

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