boing's useless info of the day:
i love paul f tompkins
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like the dead milkmen say..
there are some really ugly banner ads on diaryland. so ugly that i wish i didn't have to look at them. not that mine is something special, it's just as ugly, but at least i don't use obnoxious colors & really bad clip art.
i really love the 34th second of superabound by frank black. just in case anyone cares.
work is wearing me out since i work with the trashy trash girl who is always crying about her drug snorting boyfriend but still has plans to marry him next april. i cannot muster the care to feel sorry for her. if she's weak enough to put up with it, more power. i just couldn't imagine a) staying with him and b) dealing with that type of juvenille shit everyday. it makes me really happy with my boyfriend and life. not that it takes that to make me happy, i'm happy regardless. but you know what i mean.
why do people piss me off so much? i need to not let them bother me.
fuck em all.
i'm moving i'm moving i'm moving out of park lake hell. less than 2 weeks & i'm getting the fuck out. i secured the movers & the lease signing. now all that's left is to start packing. we're going to have two apartments for the month of december but i couldn't force myself to stay here any longer.
my best friend is in the hospital & i can't get ahold of him. i think he's having a colonoscopy but that's all through the grapevine & not from the horse's mouth.
i'm going to say a prayer to the colon god that if that's what he's having done, it doesn't hurt. it sounds like it would be exponentially less fun than having someone poke your belly button with a qtip.
8:58 pm - November 20, 2002
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