2000-02-26

today... today....

was pretty practical and lame.

so i am thinking about getting drunk.

today i organized all my paperwork! i set up billpay through my bank! i paid my bills! i organized my shit for taxes!

today i ate french fries, and steamed some artichokes.

i watched cartoons this morning, and if anyone cares they are finally airing new episodes of mickey mouse works.... which if you are someone who gets up around the same time i do, and only get abc and pbs like me, and end up being forced to watch mickey mouse works like i always fucking have to... well. this is a good thing.... since they have been airing the SAME FUCKING LAME GOOFY SEGMENTS FOR OVER A YEAR.

ahem.

today i also put my hair into two ponytails on the side of my head and bounced around to cold cold hearts, cuz "they write songs about dumb boys" and they say FUCK alot, which sort of goes along with my mood.

today i put together all the printed out email i had from the alex days and stored them neatly in a folder along with all the other boy notes from my first boyfriend when i was fourteen all the way through today. i have saved all those notes.. all the letters, and added the alex emails. archiving, if you will.

i put the cards and the skaterboy zine into a pile in my room. but i haven't archived those yet. just not ready to.

oh. i did laundry too. finally! i finally washed skaterboy away from my place of sleep! not that i wasn't washing my sheets because he has slept on them... more like because i am really fucking lazy.

speaking of, i woke up dreaming about being with him, and it depressed me. i was so scared i was going to be depressed all day and lay in bed and eat and sleep and waste my day. but i got this email from this gal and she threw in something real nice about me finding due-happies and i started crying really hard. and then i felt better. it was totally weird...

*sigh*

its raining like a motherfucker again.

we had drought for eight years while i was growing up. i used to love rain so much. it used to make me nervous and contemplative and melancholic. too much of a good thing.

speaking of, i used to have this stuffed frog with a little music box inside of it. it played "rain drops are falling on my head".

that frog was so rad.