bedheadchicken

Some things are just far too strange to be made up, that old saying truth is stranger than fiction is an old saying for good reason.

it's snowing! it's snowing! i'm home alone today, another column to write, i think it will be a crazy one this time. hope you are feeling good today baby.

hahaha....oopsy!

sometimes I think they need to incorporate spellcheck into all e-mail programs (even though "busty" probably wouldn't come up in a spellcheck)....

that's sad, because of what the guy is going to think...but it's still pretty funny...

Six Feet Under is the only show I HAVE to see on television right now. I really love it. Kathy Bates was in the episode I saw earlier tonight. I love her.

Then I took a bath, then I made a sandwich and sliced skin from my hand with the cheese slicer... bloody sunday, for real. Never done that before. You don't slice cheese in america right, I mean we always use this: http://butik.presentfixer.se/images/102.4211.jpg to cut cheese and put it on out sandwiches or whatever.

One of the "weirdest" thing you have in america - but i had realized you have now sometimes but before, these food bags without handles to carry them in you always saw and see in movies and tvshows and documentaries from the US.... thats just crazy to me. haha!

I got a plaster on my thumb and I should go to sleep - as usual this time at night but am I sleepy? no. I'm hopeless right now. Did you know "Tina Fey" got Myspace, this myspace thing is freaky to me, why does everyone have it? Anyway: http://www.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=3988870&Mytoken=20050116161544 , talk to you later.

Yey, write me an email about your night or a letter. I have been trying to clean up in the working room... stuff everywhere so much... stuff. I'm looking for a bunch of papers I need for school and hell know where they are... I have found 1 of 3 things. I want to live in a apartment with five things, living with so much stuff everywhere is turning me into a minimalist...

wow. that's a lot of stuff. I remember to floss. And I can make things. But other than that, I think everything on that list can apply to me too

And thank you for the compliment in my journal

the class is my senior seminar in writing...I'm so not good at writing (especially creative nonfiction and fiction), but I can't change that now...

I don't know about ever doing a real photo set....I haven't really worked with many photographers and...well...I don't feel that comftorable getting naked in front of the camera....I did the whole apply to SG thing, but there must be something about me that isn't SG-worthy....that's perfectly ok (if I want to be a teacher)....

I'm not really sure what I'll do while I'm in LA....definitely visit Hollywood and check out the veggie places....maybe go to an SG event if they have one....hang out at the beach....simple stuff....

Feeling much better, thanks. I was still feeling a bit highly-strung and my belly was still hurting earlier in the day, which is kind of good 'cos it means it wasn't all due to girly-panic and I'm not completely hopeless. Dunno exactly what it was due to, but probably a general lack of sleep.

Have been a little unproductive today, but that's mostly 'cos I've got a long list of mundane things to get done (that bloody tax return!!) before I can get stuck into the juicy fun stuff.

And how is Chris?

March into your boss' office unannounced (preferably whilst she/he is in another meeting, and with a secretary in tow exclaiming "I tried to stop him!..."), storm up to the desk, slam down your resignation letter (a sheet of A4 with hand-cut letters "HAnD oVer the KasH or THE kId gET's IT" crossed out and "I quit!" scribbled underneath in apricot shimmer lipstick), calmly ask "Is there anything else I can get you?", ignore all shocked gawping expressions or gasping protests, smile sweetly, then flounce out like Mr. Humpries on Are You Being Served.

I don't feel embarressed often, just insecure sometimes. I don't think that's the same thing right?

I hear if you wait outside the movie theatre on a friday afternoon,
you'll see some kids.

Leave the car running, though.

Just a piece of advice.

Well the last road trip was a disaster. I toured round California, Arizona, and that other state just above Arizona with my bro for 10 days in his tiny little antique porsche.

It shoulda been fun but there's a big age-gap with us and we didn't really know what to say to each other. Before we'd even reached the borders of SF (where he lives) there was a taut silence. That was a few years ago now, and actually, if we did it again now we'd very probably have a much better time.

My next road-trip is not likely to be in the near future, I've been holidaying way too much lately, is there really an such thing as too much holiday? Well given that I am trying (not very hard) to do very little money-work and succeeding, holidays will probably be kept to a minimum. Which certainly doesn't mean none.

There is some vague talk of a drive from SF to NYC with my friends Marissa and Liselle this year...

God listen to me blathering on. Gotta go get gussied up for tonights extravaganza at the Speaker Palace.

Laters!
x

will do. laters.

Yeah, I sure can't afford it anyway I'm leaving tomorrow / today late at night. Now it's like 4.30 in the morning and I'm finally tired enough to go to bed. Love / i.