posted on October 02, 2003 @ 5:28 pm
"everything," bif naked
"close to me," the cure
"i'm a dick," the muffs
"6 underground," sneaker pimps
"where is my mind," pixies
yesterday morning at 5:30 i went to the metro to edit laura's second paper. within moments the blonde at the table in front of me asked to borrow my lighter, i lit a cigarette of my own, schneider tm's version of "there is a light that never goes out" started playing, and i was taken back two years. i only stayed an hour (the latter half of which macy gray played [?]) and managed to not buy an icedbananamochacooler (you know, just chocolate and banana coffee). i always say that as one word, so i typed it as such.
last night after work and correcting her mistakes on her floppie, around midnite i returned it. i saw that her light was on, so i knocked and ended up staying there until 2:45 a.m. she said she'd been thinking about me and that i should become an active feminist. she told me about the alliance for a feminist option meeting on monday at 7:00, so i'll probably go. they want to wheat paste cards with bush and others in congress, similar to the "wanted" terrorist cards only "unwanted." she says she's too chicken shit to actually go out and do them in public (it was her idea, but she was thinking more of bathroom stalls), so i told her i'd go and give her courage. she also said she'd get me some information about volunteering for women who can't afford to get abortions. they call and leave their contact information, and i'd try to get money for them through funding and stuff, not actually going out and raising it, you know? i'd like to do that. i'm glad austin's getting a planned parenthood that can provide abortions and that will wynn (the mayor) actually supports it.
she started talking about how wal-mart is evil, which made me realize how much that was on me was from there: shoes, pants, panties, bra, watch, two rings, glasses. that's really a testemant to how much i am addicted to wal-mart. she said even target's better, but target's a couple miles further away. ;) wal-mart's just a business that's going to be around forever; i'm not very concerned with boycotting them whether they unionize and use sweat shop goods or not. :shrug:
she also talked about starting a fat activist group since she's had people email her about it. she went into the co-op with girls' stuff and asked about plus size shirts. she hassled the girl working some and says she's going to write a letter to the school. the girl working said to go to the regular co-op and get a plus sized guy's shirt. that has always pissed me off beyond words: it's ok for a guy to be a 3x, but gods forbid a girl to be.
as much as it angers me, i'm not even big enough to complain about it. as jennifer said, she and i are that awkward middle size where we can wear a boy's shirt from toys r us yet we can't fit into things at the gap. that just goes along with girls' sizes being smaller, though. i hate that. i'll just make my shirt that says, "no fat chicks?" i stole the idea from jennifer, but we'll just be matching now. it'll be so pretty, a green shirt with neon pink paint.
i hate america and its stupid standards.
anyhoot, i had to borrow $172.50 from jennifer for rent, which makes me feel shitty. eh bien, c'est la vie. i really need another job post haste.
a girl who always parks in this garage just asked, "did you change your hair color?" i smiled and affirmed her question, to which she replied, "it looks good. i like it." the only thing is i haven't worked in this garage for months. i'm remembered. (: the first time i remember talking to her is a week before last thanksgiving. i was eating extra pigs in a blanket i'd made to take home for the family. she commented on how good they looked, so i told her how to make them. it's so crazy it's been nearly a year since i met her. laura asked how long i'd known jennifer, and it was only then i realized it's been four years since our physics class in high school where we met.
"i've got nothing else to do. my life sucks, there's nothing new. don't care if you love me true. don't care you got someone new. i'm just kinda feeling blue remembering what we used to do. what's a punk rocker to do? i just called to say 'fuck you.'"
<3, chels.
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