posted on November 20, 2002 @ 10:02 pm
swiss army romance, dashboard confessional
hum de hum. last night i went driving for 80.7 miles. i was curious to see how much i drive in a week, so i reset my odometer at 2:08 a.m., when i set out with not particular destination in mind. i did my usual east 290 houston exit, returning on the nice overpass, beautiful view of the city. then i got onto 290 west and went on an overpass i've always wanted to be on. turns out it's north mopac, so i drove on that. or is it south. hmm.
anyway, i ended up at the lake on scenic drive, and i found a house for rent right there with the lake and the hill/mountain behind it, blinking red towers on the other side of the hill/mountain. i still have no idea how to get to the top of the hill/mountain, and it unnerves me. i took several artsy pictures of the towers, but i'm sure they'll just come out blackness. i wish i had a professoinal camera. i wish i could be a photographer. sometimes i see things that are so beautiful, and i know that in less than a second it will never be the same again. and that makes me sad. i want everyone to see the splendor i see and be able to feel what i feel when i see it.
i saw a gorgeous buck in someone's front lawn on my way back, however, and so now i finally have my deer picture. i wish i could have taken a picture of the dead one i encountered not too long ago.
i came up with my own term last night, "personal road," for all the dead-end circles and such with just a couple of houses. it reminded me of the gigantic house in longview at the end of this tiny road. they have their own personal road, name and all. there are so many by the lake, and the personal roads were frustrating me. it was just awkward how i said it to myself as if it were an establishment in everyone's vocabulary.
when i got home at 4:30 a.m., i got into bed. my bed broke like it did a while ago when arty, marc and i slept in it at once. the wooden slats just fall off the frame and make the matress slant. so when i got into bed, i just sort of helplessly fell into marc. for some reason i was exceedingly cold, though, so it was nice. i seem to feel much less depressed with him around.
i actually managed to get up and go to class. i can't believe the extent to which i have fucked up this semester; it embarrasses me greatly. i won't talk about it to anyone. i'm going to have to pull a fat lie for my family. bah.
did i already mention i don't want to see jonathan when i go home? jennifer said i don't have to, and layla said i shouldn't since he's a stupid-head. lol.
i saw harry potter and the chamber of secrets last night. oh my god it was so fabulous. snape is so hot. wow i love that man. he looked so damned slick during the duel between him and flockhart. it even had the cornish pixies in it! they were so cute! hehe. jenn and i think snape shops at the black store and buys little black broomstick and spiderweb, etc., clips for his hair. malfoy's dad had a black bow in his hair, so obviously he shops there, too. it's in diagonelly (i'm spelling it phonetically, you know, the place harry mistakenly goes?). when dobby came on screen, jenn said, "that's yo baby daddy!" lol. by the way, it's ghetto week. starting 11/30, the first day of chanukah, it's going to be jewish week. we're going to completely debauch every culture we can. hurray for friendly discrimination. ha. well, back to doing nothing at work. ooh, thursday night i get to make chicken and dumplings (as a side) for 60 people, for the work thanksgiving party. layla's going to help. excitement!
"all i want is not to need you now."
<3, chelsea.
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