Someone stole my trash cans!!!! WTF!!! I'm mad.. i think... but i'm more bewildered....
I feel like I have to write something positive from out of my written journal... honestly there isn't much... and only a few where i'm not complaining about some tragedy.... and ofcourse there;s some weird foreshadowing...
This is from my handwritten journal 01/02/00
I'm reading kurt Vonnegut's 'Mother Night'
"A very good me, the real me, a me made in heaven is hidden deep inside"
In the past 60 hrs i've met two of the most interesting women. Carey... It took me six hours to fall in love with her... I dont, I mean, I do know her last name... it's Ambrosia (food of the Gods?) at first glance she's attractive, but wehn i heard her speak she's Melanie + a Divorce... Carey is in the middle of a divorce and is herself a law student too (very strange) @ DePaul (I think ) She's actually Todd's friend. He says he can relate to her because of the divorce... she likes good music, and wants to be a trial lawyer, she's got problems with tickets on her car and has to hide it in the garage. Todd spends a lot of time with her and I'm a little jealous.
All three of us spent NewYear's eve in Marivale, IN. All of us had that distant reflective look in our eyes as the millenium approached all of us thought how much things change in a year. I slept next to her, she wore silk boxer underwear like Melanie... She almost stopped my heart.
Deb and I went on a first date the other day, and we spent today together and walked her dog Tootsi, (i acted like a goof.. chasing after a gum wrapper that i dropped...) She's like 'nuclear things' which makes me smile . She's a mix of the wiccan religion. Deb, she's filling a void in my life, since Melanie and I called it quits. She's brilliant, super sexy, and likes me a lot... and I like her too... she has a lot of cats... I asked her
"What are you doin' to keep from becoming one of those crazy cat women?"
She replied "Nothing at all...."
I feel like I have to write something positive from out of my written journal... honestly there isn't much... and only a few where i'm not complaining about some tragedy.... and ofcourse there;s some weird foreshadowing...
This is from my handwritten journal 01/02/00
I'm reading kurt Vonnegut's 'Mother Night'
"A very good me, the real me, a me made in heaven is hidden deep inside"
In the past 60 hrs i've met two of the most interesting women. Carey... It took me six hours to fall in love with her... I dont, I mean, I do know her last name... it's Ambrosia (food of the Gods?) at first glance she's attractive, but wehn i heard her speak she's Melanie + a Divorce... Carey is in the middle of a divorce and is herself a law student too (very strange) @ DePaul (I think ) She's actually Todd's friend. He says he can relate to her because of the divorce... she likes good music, and wants to be a trial lawyer, she's got problems with tickets on her car and has to hide it in the garage. Todd spends a lot of time with her and I'm a little jealous.
All three of us spent NewYear's eve in Marivale, IN. All of us had that distant reflective look in our eyes as the millenium approached all of us thought how much things change in a year. I slept next to her, she wore silk boxer underwear like Melanie... She almost stopped my heart.
Deb and I went on a first date the other day, and we spent today together and walked her dog Tootsi, (i acted like a goof.. chasing after a gum wrapper that i dropped...) She's like 'nuclear things' which makes me smile . She's a mix of the wiccan religion. Deb, she's filling a void in my life, since Melanie and I called it quits. She's brilliant, super sexy, and likes me a lot... and I like her too... she has a lot of cats... I asked her
"What are you doin' to keep from becoming one of those crazy cat women?"
She replied "Nothing at all...."
lecia:
trash cans? who the hell steals trash cans? 
abyssia:
maybe the garbage men thought the cans were trash too? i taped a sign to an old one for them to take it too -- they didnt' though. i had to call and remind them. what sort of trash do you make? anything valuable? were they empty? full of kitty litter? nuclear waste? cuz i'd like some of that shit. hum. i think i'd stick with the bewilderment and skip the angry.