posted on May 26, 2003 @ 2:29 am
the famous jett jackson and so weird on the disney channel
man, i am so stoked about getting the disney channel.
once again, as do all days when papaw's around, i was awakened with a back/foot/hand rub. i sat around online for a couple hours then emerged when i heard nana and mom come home from the grocery store. nana, papaw, sarah and i played dominos at the kitchen table while mom started preparing for supper, made dip, cleaned, et cetera. we came across instructions for a game that involved double twelve dominos, so papaw and i went to walmart since his are double six.
he bought me some double twelve dominos that cost $13. oi. next to them were g.i. joe tins with two decks of cards in them, but they were $6. upon seeing the single decks below that, which included transformers and g.i. joe vs. cobra, i threw a caniption (sp?) fit and grabbed them both. the transformer one has a rad hologram on it. cobra commander's on the 4, though. i figured he'd be king or something. i got dora the explorer shoe laces for my kiwi shoes. they're yellow with flowers and boots (her monkey) on them.
then we ate which was very good because nana made chicken and dumplings and bbq pork chops (which i'm not fond of but the bbq sauce helped cover the taste) and corn on the cob (and squash and black-eyed peas, but you know, i didn't eat that). we played dominos (the same four as above), and at 10 everyone went to bed. i started reading the miserable mill, the fourth in that series, and finished it about an hour ago. ees good.
i took another paxil at 10, so now my tummy's hurting. you're supposed to eat them with food, but considering what i ate at supper was all i ate today, you can surmise i didn't take that other with food.
i want to read something, but all there is is the wind and the willows, which i'm not in the mood for. i guess i'll go to bed; i'm really sleepy. i'm so proud of my dominos and books. i made a great haul this trip. ;)
"i'm standing on this corner. can't get their attention. facing rush hour faces turned around. i clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest, then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground. why do i still see you in every mirrored window, in all that i could never overcome? sing, 'oh what force on earth could be weaker than the feeble strength of one' like me remembering the way it could have been. help me with this barricade. no surrender. no defeat."
<3, chels.
this song...yeah.
"my city's still breathing (but barely it's true) through buildings gone missing like teeth. the sidewalks are watching me think about you, all sparkled with broken glass. i'm back with scars to show. back with the streets i know. they never take me anywhere but here. those stains in the carpet, this drink in my hand, these strangers whose faces i know. we meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say, 'i wanted it this way,' and wait for the year to drown. spring forward, fall back down. i'm trying not to wonder where you are. all this time lingers, undefined. someone choose who's left and who's leaving. memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me: some matches, a blanket, this pain in my chest, the best parts of lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires, new words for old desires, and every birthday card i threw away. i wait in 4/4 time. count yellow highway lines that you're relying on to lead you home."
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