Journals from vacation. Part two.
July 29th, 2004 at 11:05 PM...
Today ended in many tiny incidents. It started lovely -- breakfast was great. I bought postcards and such and all was well. Then we went to the casino, which was awesome-looking inside. While my mom and dad gambled, Shan and I went exploring. We went to one of the many fancy restrooms and attempted to take abstract pictures with my digital camera. Shan took an awesome one of me lying on the floor, pretending to be passed out. Well, the batteries were dying, and after I changed them once we were in the car, I accidentally deleted the picture!
I was so angry. Then I found out I had gum stuck to the bottom of one of my brand new Chucks, and the right headphone to my walkman stopped working. So now I have to look for a new pair somewhere before we head home. I simply cannot live without listening to music on long car rides. I'm still really sad about deleting that picture, too. I guess I can try to think of something else to replace it, but it won't be the same. So after we came home from the casino, we tried at least three different places in search of headphones, but no dice. We went to the beach after that and hung out awhile. Then we came back to the motel and got ready for dinner at the fancy tvern restaurant. Dinner was nice except we sat in a dining room completely by ourselves, and I wanted to be in the room with the cassical music and large glass windows. I feel like I've eaten entirely too much food on this vacation. I've probably gained a ton of weight, which never makes a vacation fun. I bought this new scratch pad for writing today while I was hunting for new headphones. I think I need to read. I think that would make me feel better. Thanks for calling. I miss and love you.
July 30th, 2004 at 2:30 PM...
I am currently at the beach. Using my dad's headphones. Drenched in SPF 50 because I'm Snow White. Listening to Reggie and the Full Effect. I just drew a star on the top of my foot with the blue Sharpie I'm using to write this. I have like 20 pages left in The Perks of Being a Wallflower. But I don't want to finish it because then I'll be sad.
I went for a swim in the seaweed swamped ocean for about 45 minutes to an hour, maybe. It was cold and my limbs were getting tired so I came ashore and joined my mom who is fairer than I and who is getting rather rosey. I have a t-shirt on over my swimsuit to protect my tender upper body. Two years ago when I came here I got a nasty rash from the beach that lasted for days and prevented me from swimming. I remember feeling miserable and whining a lot, because no matter what I tried, it would not go away. This sand is helping to exfoliate my feet. Tonight we are eating at a nice seafood restaurant we always go to when ew come here. All these people baking on the beach repulse me. Do they even know how disgusting their skin looks?
July 30th, 2004 at 11:00 PM...
Sometimes waitresses are not very nice. Our waitress tonight at the restaurant definitely wasn't. And to make matters worse, Shannon and I had this brilliant idea of sharing a lobster (assuming it, uh, would be enough to eat). Well, it was small. And the entire head part was BLUE and gooey inside! Thinking this might be a problem, I asked the waitress, she asked some other people, and she told Shan and I that the blue was the "tamale stuffing" and it was completely cooked. I tried to rummage through the rest of the lobster, but all that was left was blue goo. So I got a cappuccino for dessert and was mildly happy. Shannon and I felt very sad about the lobster. Lobsters themselves, though delicious, are cute and I don't like the thought of them being killed and stuffed with some tamale shit. Poor guys. Tomorrow we go to the beach first thing in the morning for a visit and then we head home.
And now for something current!
Sorry for the long posts. I tend to go on and on when I get started. Though I consider myself a shy person, I tend to do this in person as well. Anywho. TOMORROW! I GET TO SEE THE CURE! AHH! Plus Thursday, Interpol, and Muse. Wee. I'm one lucky duck. I'm still trying to think what I want to wear. In other news, yesterday I spent the majority of the day hanging out with my sister, Jessica, and Matthew, which was nice because I really missed him while I was on vacation. We bought a few things for the concert and I got my hair chopped yet again -- three inches shorter. I don't know if that was such a smart idea because now I think I look dumb.
I also bought myself some sexy undergarments and a pair of thigh-high fishnets. 
Last night though, I got sad for no reason. And lonely. And mad. I don't know. I hate it when that happens.
Well now my household has "company." My grandparents are over for dinner. And then I have to go to work. Oh, the overwhelming joy.
July 29th, 2004 at 11:05 PM...
Today ended in many tiny incidents. It started lovely -- breakfast was great. I bought postcards and such and all was well. Then we went to the casino, which was awesome-looking inside. While my mom and dad gambled, Shan and I went exploring. We went to one of the many fancy restrooms and attempted to take abstract pictures with my digital camera. Shan took an awesome one of me lying on the floor, pretending to be passed out. Well, the batteries were dying, and after I changed them once we were in the car, I accidentally deleted the picture!
I was so angry. Then I found out I had gum stuck to the bottom of one of my brand new Chucks, and the right headphone to my walkman stopped working. So now I have to look for a new pair somewhere before we head home. I simply cannot live without listening to music on long car rides. I'm still really sad about deleting that picture, too. I guess I can try to think of something else to replace it, but it won't be the same. So after we came home from the casino, we tried at least three different places in search of headphones, but no dice. We went to the beach after that and hung out awhile. Then we came back to the motel and got ready for dinner at the fancy tvern restaurant. Dinner was nice except we sat in a dining room completely by ourselves, and I wanted to be in the room with the cassical music and large glass windows. I feel like I've eaten entirely too much food on this vacation. I've probably gained a ton of weight, which never makes a vacation fun. I bought this new scratch pad for writing today while I was hunting for new headphones. I think I need to read. I think that would make me feel better. Thanks for calling. I miss and love you.
July 30th, 2004 at 2:30 PM...
I am currently at the beach. Using my dad's headphones. Drenched in SPF 50 because I'm Snow White. Listening to Reggie and the Full Effect. I just drew a star on the top of my foot with the blue Sharpie I'm using to write this. I have like 20 pages left in The Perks of Being a Wallflower. But I don't want to finish it because then I'll be sad.
I went for a swim in the seaweed swamped ocean for about 45 minutes to an hour, maybe. It was cold and my limbs were getting tired so I came ashore and joined my mom who is fairer than I and who is getting rather rosey. I have a t-shirt on over my swimsuit to protect my tender upper body. Two years ago when I came here I got a nasty rash from the beach that lasted for days and prevented me from swimming. I remember feeling miserable and whining a lot, because no matter what I tried, it would not go away. This sand is helping to exfoliate my feet. Tonight we are eating at a nice seafood restaurant we always go to when ew come here. All these people baking on the beach repulse me. Do they even know how disgusting their skin looks?
July 30th, 2004 at 11:00 PM...
Sometimes waitresses are not very nice. Our waitress tonight at the restaurant definitely wasn't. And to make matters worse, Shannon and I had this brilliant idea of sharing a lobster (assuming it, uh, would be enough to eat). Well, it was small. And the entire head part was BLUE and gooey inside! Thinking this might be a problem, I asked the waitress, she asked some other people, and she told Shan and I that the blue was the "tamale stuffing" and it was completely cooked. I tried to rummage through the rest of the lobster, but all that was left was blue goo. So I got a cappuccino for dessert and was mildly happy. Shannon and I felt very sad about the lobster. Lobsters themselves, though delicious, are cute and I don't like the thought of them being killed and stuffed with some tamale shit. Poor guys. Tomorrow we go to the beach first thing in the morning for a visit and then we head home.
And now for something current!
Sorry for the long posts. I tend to go on and on when I get started. Though I consider myself a shy person, I tend to do this in person as well. Anywho. TOMORROW! I GET TO SEE THE CURE! AHH! Plus Thursday, Interpol, and Muse. Wee. I'm one lucky duck. I'm still trying to think what I want to wear. In other news, yesterday I spent the majority of the day hanging out with my sister, Jessica, and Matthew, which was nice because I really missed him while I was on vacation. We bought a few things for the concert and I got my hair chopped yet again -- three inches shorter. I don't know if that was such a smart idea because now I think I look dumb.
I also bought myself some sexy undergarments and a pair of thigh-high fishnets. Last night though, I got sad for no reason. And lonely. And mad. I don't know. I hate it when that happens.
Well now my household has "company." My grandparents are over for dinner. And then I have to go to work. Oh, the overwhelming joy.
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uh oh - damage to the orange taylor kickers?!?
how was curiosa fest? hope you had fun!