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Wednesday, October 14th, 2009
2:15 am	about the usual struggle between fear and love  So. This weekend was probably the most interesting weekend I've had here... Frown. Jarrett was saying last week that on friday he wanted to get really drunk to celebrate all of the hard shit for the semester being over (it's his junior year). This got delayed until Saturday because he had an assignment due friday night (ha). Anyway. Saturday was when Jahneah came, and we did a bunch of stuff and then I took her to union station to drop her off. Then I got lost on my way back and met this girl who was lost too. She ended up being from the ccpa (my school, roosevelt's music program), and we really hit it off and found our way back together. was pretty cool. I saw her again today. She has a real interesting background... and she said I was really the only girl who she had become friends with at roosevelt. She's a vocal jazz major and sings on suburb streets to pay for her room and board (got a full ride). Anyway, we made it back alive. That was really cool. and coincidental. Anyway. I went back to the university center to grab katrina... I thought she was just bringing like one friend to Jarrett's party, but she brought the whole gang pretty much. that's six other people. one of the girls, Paisley, had a headache was dragged with and eventually convinced all of the others to leave with her. It was sort of okay because there wasn't much room at Jarrett's little studio apartment anyway. So... Jarrett has two friends named Chris... one of them brought two high school girls and a really dumb guy with him, and the other brought his cousin. I guess that's where issues started. The Chris who brought his cousin is a really obnoxious, arrogant guy. Decided he would start flirting with Pati, one of the high school girls (who are apparently both "legal"). Needless to say, Pati hated this asshole's guts and was freaked out by him. He kept doing really stupid shit like touching her ass, et cetera. Pati started whining saying that she wanted to go home, and so I sat down next to Chris and tried to explain to him how much of an asshole he was being, and how there was no way this bitch would like him if he treated her like shit. He then smokes some weed and decides that I'd be just as decent to hit on. Jarrett walks up to me like ten minutes after Chris took that hit and laughs and asks how long Chris had been hitting on me for. At that point everything was still kinda funny. And he laughs and tells me about how he can tell that Pati obviously wants to fuck him, and how hilarious it was. I found that funny, I guess. Pati soon starts crying about how she wants to go home right around when Jarrett and a couple other guys including Chris decide to go get Chris's pipe. Pati decides she wants to go too. I would go too, but then decide not to when I realize that Chris is coming too... I'm starting to get pretty pissed 'cause he won't leave me alone. So, that decision wasn't so great, I guess, because Chris decided not to go too, and walked back in and didn't stop hitting on me for the whole like hour that they were gone. So obnoxious... I'd move away from him and he'd follow me... ewww... and his breath smelled awful. Anyway, Jarrett and Pati and the gang soon come back, and Jarrett spends like two hours in the kitchen with Pati talking to her about how fucked up her life is and how she shouldn't be such a whore, et cetera. Meanwhile, Sarah is being picked on by that high bastard in the other room. I walked into the kitchen and told Jarrett that I really wanted to go but nobody was a designated driver... and it was after two so the el wasn't running. He said well then I should go back into the other room. Another hour of being hit on... very uncomfortable. And at some point in time Jarrett got so drunk that he almost beat the shit out of this Blake kid... which was scary because if Jarrett wanted to he could kill this kid. Eventually everyone went home... I told Jarrett about how shitty my night was and he felt bad for not spending any time with me, which, he really didn't the entire night. And guilty that he wasn't around when his friend was being such an asshole. Anyway. I'd just like to say that I trust the hell out of my boyfriend in a situation like this and Chris was sitting there trying to say shit like "I don't know why Jarrett's talking to this other girl in the kitchen for hours when he has a pretty girlfriend right here." But apparently Pati put her number in his phone (why did she have his phone?) and texted today when he was driving me to his place... text, of course, says "Heyy you" like he's her fucking cupcake or something. When I asked who was texting him he told me it was her and I was like "wtf...." and he texted her back with the generic-ly cool "sup" (lol) and she says "not much, what are you up to?" and he doesn't answer... I'm really annoyed actually. I know Jarrett was just trying to be a hero and turn her life around, but I still think of this girl as a bitch who wants to steal my guy. And I know she won't. I know he would never let her. But it still just pisses me off... Current Mood: discontent Current Music: "Pretty Voice" by Cloud Cult (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 8th, 2008
11:36 pm	yep. Create your own family sticker graphic at pYzam.com (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 9th, 2007
12:40 pm	omagoodness, prioritizing 12:45 math homework 12:55 chemistry homework 1:20 notecards 10 per a source 1:55 rough draft paper 2:45 get ready for work Current Mood: stressed Current Music: On My Way by Ben Kweller, "My Apartment" (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 29th, 2007
5:55 pm	There is hope in the classroom! Today I gave my honors brit lit  presentation, and it was so good. we went through an excerpt from brave new world, and got people to willingly read for most of it. I ended up reading the last page, but it was okay. and I gave them some quotes and stuff, and they responded. significantly. we got to do lots of stuff: analyze characters, tell our own stories, talk about american culture and how it is/isn't corrupt. we talked about how we related to the characters. we talked about social influence and cultural norms. we talked about decision making next to but not inside of those norms. in short, it was cool. the discussions even went on without candy! (the candy was just for the readers.) And about half of the class participated. let's see... who participated? Briana Kate Jessica Hagenson Lee (! She's never said anything before!) Cole (he never says stuff either!) Bryan Jeff Paul Mark Michelle Patty Callie That one girl who sits by a Sara Andrew Borchert Heidi Zach and probably a few others I don't remember. it was a great turnout! "what's soma?" "a drug that they drink that makes them happy and everything al better for a little while. what's our version of soma?" "television. internet." "chocolate!" "pot!" at some point we asked a question that got everybody arguing with eachother, and it was funny. I think jessica started laughing. it was great. I ended with a mini-lecture that was interactive and really cool, apparently. I got oohs and ahhs. a great, not-corny ending, too. I Left the audience feeling empowered, and I was proud. Does anyone know the temperature high today? *class yells out numbers* How do you know? *the weatherman! the tv!* Who was Thomas Jefferson? *class yells out stuff, some of it incorrect* How did you know? *the history book!*   Has anybody ever heard of the study in the seventies conducted by a teacher about brown-eyed and blue-eyed children? *yes, some people mumble, and I'm impressed.* Anyway, she told the kids in her class that blue-eyed children were lazy and stupid. They, within hours, took longer to do their workkk, misbehaved and got lower test scores. Later the roles were switched and the brown-eyed children reacted in the same way. Why did they act this way? *the teacher told them, the class announced, proud*   Now, remember a few days ago? Gender roles? Jessica bakes and Jason watches football? And Emma plays with dolls while Christopher plays with trucks? Who said so? *their culture, their moms and dads*   And you! Last year you chose to take this class, whether a teacher suggested it to you, or a friend did. Whether the course description book convinced you or your grades did. But who made the ultimate decision??? *me!*   And Bernard is just like you:he has taken all of the overwhelming influence from the world around him and has decided to regard them all as nothing more than someone else’s opinion.   However, in Brave New World, Bernard stands alone.   Likewise, you have to be prepared to stand alone in independent thought. You know, that, or be prepared for our mass-marketed society not unlike that of Brave New Worl, which may or may not be a prophecy for our world, like Paul suggested. (He said that earlier in the hour.) Will the book be prophetic? Will we live in a world of drug-induced happiness, impersonal relationships and individuals hypnotized by social standards?   The decision is yours. *oohs and ahhs, we dismiss class without homework because they participated so well.* so, also, apparently that letter that said my poetry was accepted into the rigatonni magazine was incorrect (breathes a sigh of relief since now the school won't see my impulsive crappy poetry) and they delivered it to the wrong person. and also, I think I like that agnostic, vehement politics trite kid again. That darn look! but also, I seem to be his location of choice for people to look at when he has finished given math problem (long before I have). It's really distracting and kinda annoying, but in a flattering way. Current Mood: accomplished (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 11th, 2007
8:59 pm	oops. so, I didn't do like ANY of my math homework, and now it's time to turn it in and I'll never have time to do it. so... great. oops. I'm gonna figure out the digital camera tomorrow after my interview (with a guy, so none of the stuff mellissa said is applicable) so I can show you all my haircut. Current Music: "Time Can Never Kill the True Heart"-Stars (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 10th, 2007
7:24 pm	So, I got all this stuff from Winona, and they seem pretty cool. I'd have to get an Amazing ACT score (like, 28) to have a significant scholarship ($1,000 if I can't end up in the top 20% of my class), but it doesn't cost That Much, and my mom sounds like she thinks it'd be a good school, too. She, however,continues to suggest that I stay home and/or go to a community college before a four year school, and I don't want to. I can't. I won't. I refuse. But is an ACT score of 28 really that unachievable? My practice was a 24. And I can do stuff like books and online sites... and just need to brush up on my Algebra II. And need to learn all of their mischeivious tricks having to do with the english portion. And my reading is already a 28, and learning their backwards twists should make it higher, right? x-mas list: ACT practice book. ALSO, I have a job interview on Monday with the manager of CVS. (yay!) any interview tips for me? plus, I really like Sara Gazarek. She's lovely, and her music is so sophisticated and like tea at christmastime or something along those lines. I like "Dear Someone" and "Let's Try This Again" and "Northern Lights." I feel like I could still be listening to this music at sixty. "Fall asleep my fair lady: I can hear you walk for me." Current Music: Sara Gazarek's "Northern Lights" (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, November 5th, 2007
8:17 pm	I love having a little sister. Christina walked out of the bathroom and came up to me and said, "The soap slipped out of my hand." "And? What happened after that?" "It fell in the toilet." *************** And I guess in the joy of the moment, Mellissa, Jacob broke up with me, but I'm still not going to date Kyle Eaton. So... sorry. Current Mood: amused Current Music: President of What?-Death Cab for Cutie (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 30th, 2007
7:02 pm	*sigh* "You're the yellow bird that I'd been waiting for" I'm failing AP Euro, and I don't know if I can get my grade back up any higher than a D. I hate history. I hate its guts. I can't stand reading the text: it's so indifferent. It's like reading brief sentances telling the plotlines of the real stories I'll never get to read: the ones with characters who have doubts and passions and viewpoints, instead of just "accomplishments." The history book never says why, and never gives real stories that make people more empathetic. We read the text and think "that was enlightened" or "that was stupid." We assign stereotypes based on what the text says. We interpret and accept, rather than interpret and question, or interpret and understand. And they put it in literary form. That kills me. Literature is my baby, and this is like child abuse. Brainwash. Even when I try I'm no good at it. I really do try, too. I read ahead on everything, even though reading the text makes me insanely sad and I don't get too many correct main ideas. I'm so involved in the class, it's rediculous. I'm more involved than Borchert over there, who seems to think he knows everything about history and assigning stereotypes, and all I know is that he sure is a hell of a lot better at it than me. I've gotten 60% or 70% on every test thus far, granted that the tests are only 10 questions. I barely have time for the homework put on top of the reading, which is basically just the study guides. I don't have time for the study guides, but can't really understand what's going on without them. And by the time we have a test (which are every month or so, no quizzes in between, there are so many facts we've gone over that I can't keep track of the have of them, and miss out on So Many main ideas. It's rediculous. Should I be in this class? Is it even worth it? Why did I take it in the first place? -I'm an "honors student" (gag) -my friends were taking it/had taken it and said it was okay -Mellissa took it -Mr. Sheild creeps me out -I did pretty well in US history last year -my mom wants me to have 4 AP classes done by senior year and kept bugging me for not taking APUSH Is late october too late to switch classes? probably, huh? Current Mood: scared Current Music: "Battered Broken"-Jude (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, October 29th, 2007
7:06 pm	My english class isn't challenging, and I wish it was. "I sat down on the bed with you... you started to cry. I thought it was cute for you to kiss my purple black eye even though I caught it from you..." I'm going to start making a collection of poems, and they'll be sigh-ing-ly good. (But I haven't reached Amazing yet.) Current Music: Wilco-"At Least That's What You Said" and Daniel Johnston's "Lazy" (Comment on this)
Sunday, October 28th, 2007
12:48 pm	Do colleges up here care whether I give them my ACT or SAT score? because I think my SAT might be better. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
12:37 pm	"Jesus Fucking Christ ('scuse me Jesus)..." -Nicholas Larkins My homework that has to be done by 8:30 pm consists of... CHEMISTRY memorizing 16 Anions (harder than Cadions) creating an advertisement for pulp and paper chemistry HONORS BRIT LIT reading acts III, IV, and V of Hamlet (I've finished I and II as of 12:30 pm) COLLEGE ENGLISH study vocabulary AP EUROPEAN HISTORY read packet on Catherine and Peter read pages 510-512 read pages 427-430 read pages 425-426 read pages 506-509 (if I don't read the book before the lecture I don't understand anything in class because Ms. Anderson talks so damn fast. Current Music: Knife-Grizzly Bear-Yellow House (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, October 12th, 2007
3:00 pm	I wrote a pretty good poem today. other stuff happened. this, now... it's not going anywhere/anywhere pleasant. but stuff did happen. just not stuff I feel like reliving. I'm failing European History, and I'm trying to care. I broke some glass today. is that bad luck? I saw a black cat in the morning the other day. It scared me half to death. I really am having conflicting messages today (from myself and from everyone else). Current Mood: cold Current Music: "Your bruise" by Death Cab For Cutie (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 4th, 2007
2:57 pm	So, remember that pre-ACT I took? These are my painfully not-so-amazing scores: Comp. 24 English 24 Math 23 Reading 28 Science 21 Essay 5 My essay got a five! My essay was almost worthy of a 5, but not That worthy of a 5 considering what they said was wrong and/or fine with it. I know my transitions suck, but does that really make it worthy of such a pathetic score? (I also should've used more details and examples and "sentance variety," which none of my teachers (of honors classes) have ever mentioned, let alone taught.) English w/essay 22 Anyway, a little bit of review can bring my math score up about three points, probably. I was surprised that my english score wasn't a bit higher. (My essay got a five! *buries head in hands*) What did all of you get on your ACTs? What's the norm? I have nothing to compare this to, which may be good, but it's bothering me. Current Mood: disappointed Current Music: Heavy Metal Drummer-Wilco (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 21st, 2007
2:36 pm	So, that whole birthday issue is getting out of hand. I want to have about 7 people to come, but they all have conflicting schedules. There's always two or three important people who can't come. Maybe I'll just have to wait until october or something. I got 27 out of 33 on my honors chemistry test today. is that good or bad? It's hard when Nelson asks us what of four choices is a physical property when all four are physical properties. Science teachers always do that.... But I guess a B isn't bad. Jacob and I have been really distant since school started. I don't know whose fault that is, or if it's anyone's. To some extent, I try not to be around him sometimes because I get bored of people I see incessantly real fast. Or at least last year I did. But now it's almost like we rarely see eachother at all. He has "Minnesota Youth Jazz Band" ... Tuesdays and Wednesdays? and private lessons Thursdays, and so, there are all the consistent days my mom works, gone. No more going to the park after school for us. And I'm technically, suposedly "grounded" until I get that job I can walk to because my parents are too lazy to offer to drive me anywhere. And besides... I'm kinda scared of him meeting my mom anyway. She's so critical... and just plain mean. He's really passive, too. If I don't walk up to him, I'm not going to see him at all, in general, and it sucks. RECIPROCITY??? Hello? I hang around Your friends. *sigh* I mean, you can't expect someone else to do everything, but I think it's fair to say that I can expect something. And because he's so passive, whenever I'm having one of my bad days, he's just there. That's it. I could be sitting in AP Euro crying, and he could be sitting behind me, doing nothing. So. On said day, I gave him my newest book to read, and today (the day after...) I felt really bad about it because I had basically written all of this in it, + more anti-Jacob sentiments. And I walked into Euro and gave him a hug, which earned me the somewhat frightening response, "Thanks, I needed a hug." ...did I hurt him? Jesus Christ, this is rediculous. Boyfriends (named Jacob Fishbeck, in particular) are frustrating. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, September 15th, 2007
4:35 pm	So. My birthday is next weekend, and I don't know if I have the guts to ask if I can have a party with about 20 friends or so in the backyard and have Nick and Scott play (if they will). I might just end up going out for pizza with about six to eight friends like last year. Then there's the painful question of who to invite. I'd feel bad if I invited Nick and Scott but not Jacob. And I have all of these girlfriends I might but might not, and no one is really a must other than Jessica, Emily, and Samilee. And... I've been a little sick, so I've been avoiding Jacob. (When he gets sick, he gets sick for weeks or months, not days like me.) And there was this really interesting story, too. Joke/lie. Jake told me that some random kid, Mark, liked me. So I was like ew/why would I care? I'm kinda "taken." He only mentioned this twice, once at school and once on the phone, last night. Last night afterwards he said "What if I told you... nevermind." "Nevermind?" "What if I told you that Mark didn't like you." "Oh, good. I don't need more than one guy liking me. It's messy." So, now, you're thinking, "Asshole." And don't get me wrong, I'm thinking that a little, too. I mean, I guess that was maybe kinda funny?... a little. But that's not the end of the story. The first time he mentioned it, he said that Mark kept "asking about me" at lunch. (Because guys talk with their friends about their secret crushes at lunch... yeah, right.) Then on the phone last night he said that Mark was telling him about how he thought I liked Zach. (Blonde Straight-A Christian boy I made a poem with in Brit Lit b/c neither of us had an alternative partner.) I asked why he'd think that and Jake said Mark was listing reasons at lunch, none of which he remembered. (I then told him that I couldn't like Zach because he's too Christian, and that he should tell Mark (who we're both pretty certain is Christian) that I don't like Christian boys, and see how many enemies I make.) Now... was that just random bull that "Mark" thinks/thought that I like/d Zach? Or was that his weird insecurities and doubts misplaced and put in some story/"joke"? Because it really sounds like the latter to me. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 21st, 2007
2:45 pm	It's been months since I've made Emily a new mix, so this is what I've thrown together... it's pretty much stuff that Ashley, Scott, and Jacob have given me. Grass-Animal Collective Pot Kettle Black-Wilco Seaside-The Kooks Prophet-Jude Ten Years Gone-Led Zeppelin Jesus, Etc.-Wilco Over the Hills and Far Away-Led Zeppelin Feelin' Stronger Every Day-Chicago Heavy Metal Drummer-Wilco Track 12 on whatever Ashley gave me- Stars Wishful Thinking-Wilco The Purple Bottle-Animal Collective Track 9- Stars Atoms for Peace-Thom Yorke Black Mountain Side-Led Zeppelin Baba O'Riley-The Who Hummingbird-Wilco What Is and What Should Never Be-Led Zeppelin Ashes of American Flags-Wilco Track 14-Stars Emily will like it. She always likes them. Current Mood: excited Current Music: Grass-Animal Collective-Feels (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 19th, 2007
6:35 pm	Semester One 1. Honors Concert Choir 2. Honors British Literature 3. AP European History 4. College English 5. Honors Chemistry 200 6. Pre-Calc Semester Two 1. Honors Concert Choir 2. AP European History 3. Health I 4. Creative Writing 5. Honors Chemistry 200 6. Pre-Calc yeah. and all I know right now is that I have AP Euro first semester with Jacob, and Mr. Hall 2nd hour right after Mr. Etten. Gus says that hopefully I have Mr. Rosivach and not Ms. Anderson, because Ms. Anderson doesn't know what she's talking about. And hopefully I have Mr. Heib and not Ms. K-something, the woman in charge of GSA... whatever her name is. Current Mood: discontent Current Music: Eels, Electro-Shock Blues, Ant Farm (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, May 19th, 2007
5:16 pm	I hate you. "Here I am, late at night, Trying to think of something to write... ...And I can't get over how your book smells like you. Alot. And you/it smell... intoxicating (In a good way though!). As I write this, I smell your book from time to time, just because it reminds me of you. Pretty silly, huh? From what I can tell from reading your book, you are just short of obsessed with me, which makes me feel pretty good, since nobody has before. Unless you are writing about a different Jacob in your book who hugs you like he's afraid of breaking you. And to a certain extent, I was afraid of that, although I don't know why at all. (Sarah hugs me like I'm some big stuffed animal of hers (Just kidding) And it's very cute.) Just so you know, I like you too. *sentance edited out* Yes, I know I'm shy, reclusive, impartial, and republican. This usually happens whenever I meet a girl I like (Except for the republican part because I'm always like that). As for being immature and not funny... That can be debated, (Although I would probably lose that debate). That's all I can think of to write... For now. Love, Jacob" ^page some dork wrote in my notebook. ew.^ Somebody's gotta teach this kid correct use of capitalization and parenthesis and then some. Current Music: Wilco- A Ghost is Born- "At Least That's What You Said" (9 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 29th, 2007
7:12 pm	You take your time. I take my time. I swear, I'll finish that damn multi-genre paper and the biography too! I swear... What have i done so far? William S. Burroughs powerpoint journal #3 explanations of significance for all different works Allen Ginsberg's poem "America" A positive review of Naked Lunch A negative review of Naked Lunch Song lyrics to Happiness is a Warm Gun by The Beatles A friendly letter to Jack Kerouac A love letter to Allen Ginsberg An excerpt- "Naked Lunch on trial" Ugh. What do I have left? A petition A Eulegy for William S. Burroughs A 2-page, 500-word biography on William S. Burroughs a number of simple watercolor paintings Construction of this whole damn thing I swear, I'll get it all done. Current Music: Animal Collective- "The Bees" (Comment on this)
Friday, April 6th, 2007
3:06 pm	we're miscommunicating, though we feel the same So, I guess I'll  start with last Sunday. We went to Pippins to have breakfast/brunch/lunch, with my mom's side of the family. This was basically uninteresting, but pre-brunch  was so hectic, it was rediculous. I woke up about thirty minutes before we had to leave, because nobody told me what we were doing or when we were leaving. My mom decided to bitch at Christina until she was reduced to tears, and she was crying when we had to leave in two minutes, and still hadn't changed her shirt. (My mom thought the one she was wearing smelled... I dunno if it did. It's pretty likely.) And I was sitting there with her (approximately thirty seconds after I put my makeup on at the speed of light) saying "Shhhh, shhh, it's okay Christina, she  doesn't mean it. She's just upset and nervous because she has to see her parents today, just like how we're upset about seeing our parents. She doesn't mean to take it out on you, or me. She just does because she doesn't any way else to be angry except at people." All of this, and at the end, I still had to deal with my mom bitching at me about something stupid and usual like dropping things. (I dropped a  plate about two weeks ago, and it broke, and I don't think she's found it in her heart to forgive me quite yet. I think she thinks I did it on purpose, which makes sense if you think about my previous experience with taking out my anger on dishes, kidnapping forks and whatnot.) And so I just sat there repeating what I said to Christina to myself.  And I had to, because otherwise I'd forget, like I do all the rest of the time. It's really not fair that I'm always forgetting, but I think remembering might be too much for me to take all the time, because she hurts so many people, and I don't think she even knows it, and then it makes me think that I might be hurting people I know without knowing about it.  That's a little frightening. And then I think about the people I've been hating for reasons that don't have anything to do with them and everything to do with me. Like how I get really mad at my friends for hanging around with me all the time and never giving me any space. It's really just me being antisocial, and claustrophobic (in a literal and nonliteral way). Or like how I've been getting annoyed at Mellissa (good thing she's not  around...) because my mom won't shut up about her, but doesn't want to talk to me at all. She always thinks I'm arguing with her. I just want to know what she thinks about stuff, and I figure  I should offer my opinion after she tells me hers because that's how conversations go... but then she just thinks I'm trying to argue with her, and doesn't want to talk to me anymore. It's not Mellissa's fault that my mom would rather ignore me than talk to me, but she annoys me all the same because she gets all this attention that I don't, even when she's not here. There are a whole lot more examples I could use, but I'd just get bored, and so would you. Me and my arguing  and dropping things. So. Anyway. This guy came to the door Wednesday when Miranda was over and asked if my dad was home and said that he was interested in our snowblower in front of the garage with a free sign on it. ...There's a snowblower in front of the garage, and my dad was thinking about getting rid of it, but there's no free sign on it. He handed me a piece of paper and told me to give it to my dad, saying who he was and that he's interested in the snowblower. I told my mom about it, and she said, "Did you let him in?" How goddamn stupid does she think I am? She later told me,"I thought you knew we didn't want you to answer the door for strangers!" and seems to think this guy is a rapist or something. I think she's being a little mellodramatic. But there wasn't any free sign on this snowblower.... I think I'm going to try to go to church tonight, because I like Good Friday church. It's honest, and makes a big statement about this world's insanity. I think easter sunday is naive though. And hey, good news: I can tell what Jacob is thinking these days. That's right, I'm telepathic. Okay, I'm gonna go decorate eggs or something. Current Mood: morose Current Music: Animal Collective-"The Purple Bottle" (Comment on this)