valentine's weekend 2004
i didn't do much work all week. neither did i do much work this weekend. weekend was good though. quiet, calm. half of my hall is gone. shane came to visit. so did justina. very couply hall but not a crowded one. kristen with randy and jon in san francisco.
friday night i ... dont know what i did. oh... drew and dylan and i painted on book covers in my room and listened to the rolling stones, beatles, and velvet underground, i think. ari's james and co. were here. they went somewhere. we smoked but never got to the vino with ari. the three of us watched the frank zappy a&e biography though. valentines day started at midnight, obviously. it started off with some bittersweet chaos and a terrific discussion.
saturday morning ari had to help me out with something, she was a big help and i just hope our efforts pay off. dylan went out with his family and then to the caves with emma. i had brunch with ari, bo, logan, and brandon. then we made valentines and watched family guy in ari's room for ages, until dylan came back with his new cons. i received a bouquet of red roses with other flowers mixed in, a giant chocolate truffle in a box with pink ribbon, sandalwood soap so now we match, and later some peanut m&ms. oh they just kept coming, one gift at a time, lovely, we went for a walk toward his end of the hall and then to dinner in town. we hitchhiked, had chinese, and walked along to heather's house. it was empty because we were rather late, so we walked in the gutter and ran after the bus. came home, he drank a little mickey's, and i told him a story. then we smoked and watched the simpson's in his room with drew.
sunday i couldnt get to working. i napped a lot. dylan went to town to buy the new microphone's album and when he came back he brought pink flowers. went to dinner with logan just as it was closing. watched punch drunk love finally. we watched dead flowers and a couple other music videos from a long time ago. it rained at night and i fell asleep listening to the microphones and wet pitter patter through my cracked window.
monday we had lunch at porter all bundled up for the rain that wasn't falling. we were in london, going to tea at a hotel. he's from england you know. i've been working on a couple art projects, fixing things up for the art show. i finished making valentines. listened to the microphones live in japan, 2 disks of saddle creek complilation, and the mix dylan made for my 18th birthday. that's where i am now. i intened to read a lot in the next few hours and perhaps when dylan gets back from practice or when i find somebody else who wants to go to the library.
happy valentine's day weekend and president's day.
friday night i ... dont know what i did. oh... drew and dylan and i painted on book covers in my room and listened to the rolling stones, beatles, and velvet underground, i think. ari's james and co. were here. they went somewhere. we smoked but never got to the vino with ari. the three of us watched the frank zappy a&e biography though. valentines day started at midnight, obviously. it started off with some bittersweet chaos and a terrific discussion.
saturday morning ari had to help me out with something, she was a big help and i just hope our efforts pay off. dylan went out with his family and then to the caves with emma. i had brunch with ari, bo, logan, and brandon. then we made valentines and watched family guy in ari's room for ages, until dylan came back with his new cons. i received a bouquet of red roses with other flowers mixed in, a giant chocolate truffle in a box with pink ribbon, sandalwood soap so now we match, and later some peanut m&ms. oh they just kept coming, one gift at a time, lovely, we went for a walk toward his end of the hall and then to dinner in town. we hitchhiked, had chinese, and walked along to heather's house. it was empty because we were rather late, so we walked in the gutter and ran after the bus. came home, he drank a little mickey's, and i told him a story. then we smoked and watched the simpson's in his room with drew.
sunday i couldnt get to working. i napped a lot. dylan went to town to buy the new microphone's album and when he came back he brought pink flowers. went to dinner with logan just as it was closing. watched punch drunk love finally. we watched dead flowers and a couple other music videos from a long time ago. it rained at night and i fell asleep listening to the microphones and wet pitter patter through my cracked window.
monday we had lunch at porter all bundled up for the rain that wasn't falling. we were in london, going to tea at a hotel. he's from england you know. i've been working on a couple art projects, fixing things up for the art show. i finished making valentines. listened to the microphones live in japan, 2 disks of saddle creek complilation, and the mix dylan made for my 18th birthday. that's where i am now. i intened to read a lot in the next few hours and perhaps when dylan gets back from practice or when i find somebody else who wants to go to the library.
happy valentine's day weekend and president's day.