kelland

Hello hello, I'm at a place called vertigo.

I have the best sister in the world. Tuesday night she bought me a copy of the new U2 album and a copy of the new Elliott Smith album. As you can plainly see, I am in-love with both. The U2 album is very touching... and did you know that Elliott Smith and I are both leos and we both share the same numerology number? I think that means I was meant to find him. For those of you who want to know your numerology number, leave a comment with your birthday and I'll get back to you. Some people think I'm a dork for studying and CARING about this sort of thing. I just think it's interesting.



Last night I watched American Beauty with Shannon and I remembered why that is one of my most favoritest movies ever. "I didn't lose my job, it's not like, 'Whoops! Where'd my job go?' I quit! Now would you please pass the asparagus?" Of course I cried at the end like the pathetic emofreak that I am. It is also important to note that I also always cry during A Beautiful Mind and Edward Scissorhands. I'm a big pile of sap.
I had a nice Thanksgiving. Good food. Good people. Good times. What about you all?

I went on a CD burning spree tonight. I burnt my CDs for the CD exchange group, and unique3 is my exchangee, so I made sure to compile a kickass mix for her. I made a mix for billyboy since he made a beautiful Elliott Smith mixed tape for me a few months ago, and a mix for Judas because I love her and she is currently sick, so I thought I'd make her feel a little better. I enjoy making mixes for people. I feel like I am giving that person an in-depth insight into my life and my perspective. Everyone got a Michael Hutchence song on their mix just because no mix of mine is complete without Michael's touch.

The other night, my dad wanted me to pitch in and help him order a pizza. I didn't have any money. I never do. I splurge my measely tutoring paychecks as soon as I get them. But at the time I was wearing my new red and white striped sweater and my new Converse so he went, "What do you mean you don't have money? You have money to buy new clothes and new shoes, but you don't have money for food?" Yes, that's right. When I get older, I won't have a thing in my fridge, but I'll have a kickass wardrobe. When I realized this, I coined this awesome phrase: "I be starvin', but I be stylin'!" I'm pretty proud of that one.

I am very uninspired right now. Can you tell?

At the risk of sounding materialistic, when I am older, it is my dream to own my own home. And I want it to resemble everything I've ever wanted in a house. I want it to be neat, clean, organized... simple with personal, homey little touches in every room. I want a certain feeling of isolation to it, yet a sense of security and warmth. I want it to be welcoming. I want to build a history in that house and generate great ideas and projects. I want guests and company to sit back, relax, and unwind the very way I do. I want to come home from a long day at work and tell myself that yes, it's good to be home. It sounds corny, but that's very important to me.

Tomorrow Jessica is coming over to visit. That makes me happy.

I'm done. Over and out. Adios. Hasta luego. And all that.