2000-01-01

i thought maybe i was too drunk to remember the fireworks last night.

but disgruntled word on the street is that the fireworks were held until one am so that MR. PUHREZIDENT and his (*cough*) consorts could get back to the white house and watch the fireworks in their own damn time.

noone seemed to care that maybe, JUST MAYBE, fireworks at one am would be a little anti-climactic for the fucking plebians. i guess i got cold and decided to come back upstairs. whatever.

today i was waiting for the elevator. when it opened and i saw that there were people in it, i had that usual surprised feeling (you could go years not seeing anyone in this apartment building). so i popped out a slightly-shocked hello to the elevator denizens, and then turned to watch the numbers like a good robot.

then i realized that i had just said "hi" to john mccain and one of his protective service people. sheesh. i was glad i hadn't asked him about his new years, like i thought i would, since he seemed familiar at first and i thought maybe he was the husband of one of my mom's friends.

random. he lives in my mom's building, so i am not totally shocked. my mom was mad tho, she's been here for two years and never seen the man. "elusive". for the record he was wearing a sweatshirt and looked kind of peaked.

today i wandered around the mall with a crisp new hundred dollar bill in my greedy little paws. i was so primed to spend. and i found absolutely nothing. everytime i turn around the mall looks more and more like disneyland. what the fuck.

went disgruntled to the bookstore, thought at least i could buy some solid reference on javascript. couldn't even find what i was looking for there.

today i couldn't even consume correctly

*sigh*

what else. hmmm.

sent out alot of drunk emails last night. regret most if not all of them already. called home to see if i got a new years call from skaterboy, and my friend answered. she and her bf are there until the seventh. arghh. when she asked to stay, i figured they would be out by the time i got home. now i have 4 days of dealing with them.

hrmpph. tomorrows my last day in dc. go back to sf. get haircut. buy new pack of pills. avoid being home. try really hard to lose the roughly 30 pounds i must have gained here, all before skaterboy gets back into town on the 11th. nervous. very nervous about it. aksejfiasudfoishsfkhsk