summer of love 2005

[dreamintobe]

it's a brand new summer. i spent the first week on the couch at my dad's house. the next 10 days were spent in texas with my mother, brother, stepdad, and their new horse, reno - who doesn't like me much. my mother, brother, and stepdad do like me, however. they're buying a new horse, too. i took a weekend trip to dayton after i got back to meet with a prof who never e-mailed me back. i visited with justin then began celebrating "summer of love 2005" with helen and addie, my comrades. now, i am back in Canal Winchester, Ohio on Saylor Court in Ashbrook Village. i got a job to be a server, not waitress, at Uno Chicago Bar and Pizzeria. i don't think we can say waitress anymore. i said it once today at work, but quickly placed "server" in its place. my boyfriend broke up with me this morning after i ate a bowl of raisin bran - on the phone. it was due. we're both fine. we agree we've been on a 7 week decline. 1 and a half amazing years together. there's no doubting that. he's a class act - progressive and real. i'd take him over any other. in lieu of feeling heartsick (prior to the fact), i looked at grad schools last night - in europe. can i do that? i'll take the GRE before the summer ends. last night, i pulled this old picture of john gueltzow and me out of a stack. he's standing behind me, a full head taller, his resting on top of mine, and our arms are intertwined. i think i love him. some girls snorted sugar at work today. i watched the notebook 3 times that first week back on my dad's couch - obsessively. casey warner's band "johnny got a zero" was voted "best bar band" in the columbus dispatch. i need to get a hair trim tomorrow and pick up a video from the library. i've been hanging out with kevin smith lately, not the director. this one works on trains. he's going to buy one of those race bikes as soon as he can get the financing fun finished. then he wants to buy a house. i'm thinking i'd like to settle down and live in this house with this guy who works on trains. i'd crochet blankets, feed the dogs, make the babies. i'm beginning to wonder what to do after college is over. people keep on fucking asking. senior year is going to be fun. 420 stoned! i'm out.

p.s. sorry to all those individuals not-subtlely named. livejournal is back!