meranda

today i worked with dimitri and was morbidly depressed the whole of my eight hour "shift"...
saw the new carpet out on the street before the guys put it in the bedrooms and cracked myself up raving about how ugly it was...turns out it does look alright inside [even though they put it in like shit]. but it's not the fluffy carpet i long for. anyway, my room looks like a lot of fun sans furniture. could do a lot of playing in there. now i just need some playmates.
jesse is out and about tonight as he was yesterday. i can't get no satisfaction from that boy. he calls me to say...what? i don't understand it. i was going to go to a club in anaheim with eriey but...i canceled on her earlier in the day. i just can't get into the idea of nasty guys [not of my choosing] humping my leg in an overcrowded room brimming with hip hop.
so here i am in a predicament. i guess i don't mind it as much as i minded it last night when my mom and i were screaming at each other. right now she's talking to her fiance on the phone about how i told her i want to see washington [actually i want to see any and every non-california state]...
i found the most interesting, articulate diary on opendiary.com [yes i write on opendiary, i'm a bit lame]...the diarist- a 19 year old liberal lesbian dying of cancer. if that diary isn't fashioned into a bestseller someday i will be surprised.
anyway...that's all for now. i'm off to go explore sg-land.