posted on September 08, 2003 @ 8:31 pm
"everywhere you turn," longwave (in my head)
the purpose of my trip to the UGL/FAC/SMF [library] was to 1) talk to owen and b) put some pictures my mom sent to me in here. however, owen is not online, and i put the pictures on floppies since i'm low on blank cds; i just discovered these computers don't have floppy drives. they have zip drives, though. oh wait, wow, i'm a dumb bitch. there are floppy drives, just on top where i didn't see them. now i can't get pagebuilder to open.
you should see the parallel parking job i did. i mean wow. i've got to stay here just so i can make use of it.
i watched the rerun of last week's OC (i missed it). quality as always. that bitch luke got shot in the arm. muwahha!
jennifer, virginia and i went to see the order last night. i was expecting something interesting with like vampires and stuff, but it wasn't like that at all. i'd give it like a c- or d. bleh. they quoted keats, but when the guy said, "when you look into the abyss, the abyss looks into you," they didn't even credit neitzche. i said it really loud, though. "that's neitzche!" since it was quiet maybe at least a couple people heard me. heath ledger's moderately attractive, but not enough so to compensate for his inability to act. the girl in it had scars on her arms that sort of resembled mine, except hers were much thinner. at the end, this priest dude cut his wrists to kill himself, and as he sat there dying, i noticed they were done horizontally. "gah, what a moron, he did it wrong."
[jenn] "what?"
"his cuts. they're horizontal. at least the crazy girl knew what she was doing."
"really, what do you expect, he's a retired priest."
crystal (who works with jennifer) won four passes for a preview of once upon a time in mexico, which has johnny depp. :purrs: jennifer saw it a year ago, before they had finished editing it, so she's excited to see what they've done to it since then. i'm excited to see johnny depp.
sometimes i want to talk to people. not necessarily for the sake of finding a new acquaintance, just to see what's going on with them. a few nights ago around 2:00 a.m. or so, i went to my car to get my cell phone. on my way back up the stairs, i noticed a mexican guy sitting alone and staring down into the grass. i really wanted to ask him why he was there and what had him so contemplative, but of course i didn't. this morning i came up here at 5:30 because i didn't know the computer lab's now permanently closed from 11:45 p.m. to 8:00 a.m. the overnight guard guy's cute, and i wanted to talk to him when i was leaving. really, what else did he have to do? he's always been the one i see since i've gotten here; he's nice. when i got home at six (i bought croissants and banana nut crunch), a little girl was coming down the steps to the bus stop. she looked very sleepy, and she didn't look up at me as i passed. i really wanted to talk to her, too.
jennifer and i went to star seeds on i-35, a tiny little diner full of interesting people. i just felt uncomfortable because, as i said, everyone seemed interesting. they played the cure for half an hour, including some fucked up techno version of "inbetween days." gah it was terrible.
well i got pagebuilder open, but it won't let me upload pictures. bah.
we're going to try to have a "party" for mine and virginia's birthdays (9/20). there's no real use in mentioning an invitation in here since no one really reads this, but nonetheless if you happen to read this you should come partake in illegal activities with us. well, illegal depending on your age mostly, and, you know, if you want to "do the pot" as stephanie puts it.
<3, chels.
when i'm sure i don't know why but i feel so insecure, and when it comes it comes like a great big lull. but either way i don't know why but i get so crazy, and all the thoughts get twisted in knots. when i'm home i don't know why but i feel so all alone. and then you come barring down like an atom bomb and i want to, but i want to
but i want to, but i feel all inside out want to, but i want to but i want to, but i feel all inside out. everywhere you turn there's always something there, and all the time you're getting no where everywhere i don't know why but I get so crazy, and all the thoughts get twisted in knots.
well i'm sure sometimes i feel out a little more and then its hard. it's harder than it ever was before. but either way i don't know why but i get so crazy and all the thoughts get twisted in knots. yeah i want to, but i want to but i want to, but i feel all inside out want to, but i want to
but i want to, but i feel all inside out.
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