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Saturday, February 3rd, 2001

Time:6:58 pm.
Mood: bored.
I babysat Eddie for a couple hours today. More fun and more money than the dumb yardsale. Yay.

I need to meet new people. Maybe getting a job would help. I'm back home, but everyone is gone off to school or working all the time... bleh. I'm bored. But I should be working all the time, too. Guess that would solve it. Oh, well.

Saturday night and what to do? I think Brian is coming over. Then what? We'll try to be really creative, and we'll end up at Denny's then renting a movie. Geez. Maybe I should just go find a party at U of A and get drunk. Yeah, right. Pathetic town.

I'm going to play guitar now. Bye.
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Time:10:11 am.
Mood: good.
Mmmmm... saliditos and oranges, breakfast of champions! :-p
It's so nice outside. I want to go to the park. Anyone care to join me? :)
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Time:9:56 am.
Mood: complacent.
G'morning.
I should have been up two hours ago. Maybe if I had gone to bed before 3am... oh, well. The sale is slow today. But it's beautiful outside, so I'm going to sit around out there anyway. :)
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Time:1:47 am.
Mood:accomplished.
Ok. Here it is. If I talk about "customizing" my journal anymore, shoot me. It's all a big mess, and the html is all screwed up, and it took hours</i> to change my stupid little "comments" link. HOURS. Ridiculous. I'm done now. Thanks to Brian for all of his help (which was tons, since I know next to nothing about computers, programming, blah blah blah). I cut and pasted a lot, and he fixed a lot, and now we're done.

We rented A Merry War tonight:
"You promised me a Thursday afternoon of prolonged ecstasy."
"I'm not setting foot in that place. It's bourgeois."
and finally... "Cheeky monkey!"
hehe

And we had Baskin Robbins. We tried to go to Cold Stone, but we figured out what half the U of A students do on Friday night: you got it, get ice cream at Cold Stone Creamery.

Yard sale again early tomorrow morning--not too early, my mom put a sign outside that says it starts at 8am, because neither of us are morning people, despite the "yardsalers" who like to begin the shopping day at 6am.
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Friday, February 2nd, 2001

Time:6:10 pm.
Mood:busy.
yay cash. not much, but hey, anything helps, right? stupid bills.

i'm waiting around for my mom to come back from buying some tarps to throw over everything and close this thing down for the evening. then i need to shower off the yucly yardsale day and put on some clean clothes. then... i don't know. maybe i'll drink coffee and move machines with ryan if he's still at work.

gods, yardsale customers... i have two words for you: NOT NEGOTIABLE. no, you cannot have the $30 dresser for $5. if we were feeling that charitable, all of it would just go to goodwill. but we're not feeling too charitable, we're feeling poor. so buy the damn thing or leave!!!

ok, sorry, had to get that out of my system.
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Time:1:07 pm.
Mood: cold.
woohoo. yardsale. finally. clear skies this weekend. now maybe i can get my hands on a bit of cash. :) and get rid of a bunch of stuff, of course. good deal.

what are you doing this weekend? other than this yardsale during the day, i have no plans. stupid tucson. it's good to be here, in a way... but there still isn't much of anything to do. i mean, what if i get (gods forbid....) tired of denny's one day??? what will i do????? no more outtings after 9 or 10pm...

speaking of denny's brian and i went to the "good one" (ie the one on the northwest side of town rather than the dumb 50s diner one close to my house) last night, and the server was a new guy.... and we decided he must have been a flight attendant in a previous life because he was so soft spoken and polite. he just had that kind of voice or manner or whatever it is. and he thanked us for coming to Denny's, wished us a wonderful evening, and asked us to come again soon. ( i guess you'll only understand how amazing this is if you're familiar with typical denny's service.) impressive, eh?
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Thursday, February 1st, 2001

Time:11:19 pm.
Mood: uncomfortable.
i have a headache.

i went to both of my classes today, despite the strong urge not to.
i have an italian quiz next class.

i wish i could go pierce or tattoo myself, but i don't have any money. oh, yeah, that: citibank is a horrible thing. they're all jerks, and they fucked up, and i don't know if i'll ever get my $150 now. it might not sound like much money to you, but i'm broke.

you know, i don't think we're superior to monkeys at all.
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Time:11:50 am.
Mood: blah.
class, class, class... it's cold. i don't want to leave the house.

my don (and poetry teacher) from sarah lawrence called this morning. she was one of the few good things about that school. administration hadn't ever told her i'm not coming back! after i had missed two weeks of school and never even called her, she pretty much figured it out, but she wanted to make sure. she wants to keep working with me, she asked that i keep sending her my poetry, which is very nice of her, because she's pretty busy.

we've lit a fire and all i want to do is make something hot to eat/drink and curl up in front of it.

now i can't even get into my email account.
i'm tired of things breaking.
stupid computers.
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Wednesday, January 31st, 2001

Time:9:41 pm.
Mood: enraged.
argh. i hate computers. i don't know how to do anything, so i get frustrated and try
to figure it out myself, which only works sometimes, and when it doesn't i learn from
someone else, and then the whole process is thrown away because nothing works
anyway. dammit.

dammit
dammit
fuck

I HATE COMPUTERS.
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Time:2:04 pm.
Mood: okay.
Had lunch at Austin's... brings back many childhood memories. Yum. :o)
Waiting for Brian to be done at the dentist, then we're gonna hit the malls and collect applications. Bleh. Still, it's more fun with someone else along.
Time to practice geetar. :p
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Time:11:07 am.
Mood: cheerful.
wow... another weird dream this morning. i only remember part of it: i was in a house with a young, beautiful brad pitt, and a young julia roberts was his sister. she hated us, mostly me i guess, because they were mormon and she said i was corrupting him (we were kissing... oh gods). she kept threatening him and he kept ignoring her and closing the door to his room and pulling me closer ::shiver::. awesome. good way to start the day. not to mention i made myself get up before 11am.... also impressive. :-p

now i'm cold so i'm going to go take a hot shower. today looks like lunch with ryan and the collection of a few job apps, and i don't know what else yet... see ya later. :o)
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Time:12:59 am.
Mood: frustrated.
argh. i hate computers. i don't know how to do anything, so i get frustrated and try to figure it out myself, which only works sometimes, and when it doesn't i learn from someone else, and then the whole process is thrown away because nothing works anyway. dammit.
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Time:12:07 am.
Mood: bored.
woohoo. my journal needed some new make up. he's beeeeoooteeful now. don't you think?

i need to fix this sleeping pattern. i need to start falling asleep before 3am and getting up well before 12pm. yeah. sure.

job job job. i need a job. and i need to call and battle with citibank so that i can have a little bit of money til i go get a job. stupid jobs.

i'm going to continue dinking.

"The Master was unsparing of those who wallowed in self-pity or resentment.
'To be wronged,' he said, 'is nothing unless you insist on remembering it.'"
--one minute nonsense
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Tuesday, January 30th, 2001

Time:5:50 pm.
Mood: apathetic.
i am completely unmotivated to go to my italian class. i want to learn the language.... but a two hour long beginning foreign language class is so, very boring. oh, well.
ciao :-p
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Time:2:35 pm.
Mood: cranky.
bemail is being dumb... it makes a seemingly random choice with each incoming message: i get it right away, days and days later, or not at all. monkey. i've been assuming my outgoing messages have been going where they're supposed to when they're supposed to, but i guess i shouldn't assume that. grr.

just got back from guitar class. music is complicated. guitar is complicated. sight reading music for guitar is... really complicated. but i'm making progress.

time to get some food and do italian homework. byebye for now.
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Time:12:19 pm.
Mood:awake.
watched city of lost children last night...
needless to say, i had more weird dreams.
:p
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Monday, January 29th, 2001

Time:6:23 pm.
Mood: good.
Brian and I went to the zoo today!! The two new polar bear cubs are on display as of today. They were cute: Boris and Natasha. The zoo seemed so big when I was a kid, though... now I feel sorry for the animals. I like the San Diego Wild Animal Park, even though you can't see the animals up close.
Then we went to Chuy's, then we watched Wayne's World, since Brian had never seen it... I own it, it holds many good memories for me. My best friend in fouth grade and I used to watch it almost every week and had it memorized word for word. :p
Oh, yeah, I was gonna do laundry... oops. I have Italian homework, too. Bleh.
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Time:11:46 am.
Mood:awake.
i've been having strange dreams ever since... new year's, i think. of course, reading almost all of sidhartha before i went to sleep probably didn't help. but still. weird, weird things happening in my head. for weeks now.

i didn't fall asleep til around 4am this morning, and if i would have let myself i could have slept for a good ten hours, as is my usual with no interruption. but i set my alarm for 11am, because... i don't know. i guess so i could get up and actually do something productive. i actually have a lot to do... where to start? with health, of course. yoga. i haven't been taking very good care of myself. i had some weird dream last night that made me get up mid-morning and take my vitamins. then, hmm... laundry. lots of it. and other househole chores. fun stuff. i'll shut up now.
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Time:3:05 am.
Mood: contemplative.
I just finished reading Sidhartha.
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Sunday, January 28th, 2001

Time:7:31 pm.
Mood: cheerful.
ho hum. i went to breakfast/lunch with kevin today at an excellent little french breakfast cafe called ghini's (at prince and campbell for those of you in tucson :). very yummy. now mom's fixing a steak and lobster dinner... mmmm. :o)

i finally went to bookman's last night with lots to trade. they only took about half my stuff, but i ended up with about $32 in A trade and $58 in B trade. woohoo! i got an ani cd and a tori amos cd, and a movie called "arizona dream" with johnny depp--very strange, i still can't figure it out... but i liked it. and let's see... a few books, including hesse's "sidhartha", a poetry collection or two, a collection of short stories, and a book on astrology/karma. yay, stuff to read!! :)

this is from a book i got called "one minute nonsense" :

'The Master never let a statement about God go unchallenged. All God statements were poetic or symbolical expressions of the unknowable; people, however, foolishly took them as literal descriptions of the Divine.

When the preacher said, "This much I know about God, that he is wise and good," the Master countered with, "Then why does he stand by helplessly in the face of evil?"

Said the preacher, "How should I know? What do you think I am, a mystic?"

Later the Master regaled his disciples with this Jewish tale:

Two men sat sipping tea in silence. After awhile one said, "Life is like a bowl of lukewarm soup."

"Like a bowl of lukewarm soup?" asked the other. "Why?"

"How should I know? What do you think I am, a philosopher?"'
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