temporary scars

Jun 01, 2005 23:22

So the cd burner is broken. keyboard fell on it when it was spitting out a freshly burned mix for Sally the Jetta. anyway, this inspired me to download a whole bunch of awesome music--most of which is work-friendly. lots of soundtracks (most of wes anderson's movies, plus eternal sunshine of the spotless mind and donnie darko).

I went to see Star wars today (which I really didn't care to see, except that john and I were both off from work and he was going to see it with Jake and I didn't want to sit at home all day, so I went) and I wasn't disappointed. Because I expected it to suck.

I now truly understand what it means when people use the term "wooden" in regards to acting. I've really lost my respect for Natalie Portman. She was good in Garden State, but then I *had* to listen to the commentary (with her) and it fucked it all up. She opens her mouth (her non-scripted mouth) and out comes dirty poo shit crap. She's stupid. Thats all there is to it.

Does anyone know where Kevin (McPherson) is? I keep meaning to just call his house in Hawaii (his mom loves me--mostly because my brother Justin worked for her for a long time and was always a super wonderful employee and he smoked weed with them all the time) to find out, but it's always too late at night, or I'm working, or something.

I haven't been stoned in a good way for a really long time. I smoked with kelsey and Haley recently, but it was a big mistake, and I didn't smoke a lot. anyway. I just want to be pleasantly stoned with john, playing monopoly and watching the simpsons. alas, we haven't bothered buying any fresh weed. we've got two month old stuff and twenty billion year old shtuff. like a gallon. ah, can you measure weed by the gallon? well. I can.

I was thinking that we should just give the old marijuana to some sad, cold bum. but there are no sane sad, cold bums in tucson. and by sane, I mean that they won't attack you or scream obscenities and seem like they're about to attack you. so i guess we'll just keep the crap around.

Also, even though she's moving away (northern california, folks) I think I should explain Hailey better. She worked at the thrift shop for maybe a year (thats what it sounds like) and left a few months before I started. She's got super short (*ahem* dyke-ishly short) blonde hair that barely conceals a teal geometrical-pattern-esque symbol-thing tattoo on the back of her head. She has a round, cheery face. blue eyes. about me-sized chubby, but taller so it evens out and is more flattering.

and she's bi, but based on the stickers that plaster the inside of her jeep, she's more into girls. She laughs a lot, mostly to herself, but she doesn't sound nearly as crazy as I do when she explains the weird thing she's laughing about. (I often laugh aloud about things like the cody- "did you check the ovens? AAALLLLL the ovens?" cheese incident and such hard to explain silliness) Hailey is nice and listens to good music and isn't pretentious and opens her mouth wide when she's laughing. She worked at one of those homes for abused children/teen runaway centers. it might be more specific than that or less specific. the point is, she was one of those nice young people that help out youth in need of a positive influence. so that was her job. That explains her well enough, I guess.

So I COULD have a big crush on her (she is one of the few females that I would actually pursue a relationship with) but she's leaving soon and she is, uh, out of my league...? She is awesome and great and I'm so so sad that she is leaving my life so soon. If only i had known her longer. We could have only been friends anyway, seeing as I love John and we are happy.

but still.
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