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i found a white rabbit by the roadside at 11 last night. he sat in my lap all the way home. i had been listening to nirvana because it was the only tape i had handy and my cd player was stolen by my brother. so i turned it down and listened to opera on 90.5 instead and talked really sweet to the bunny. he died in the night and i felt like crying in the morning when i heard my dad say "the rabbi died in the night." my mom said at least i hugged and petted him and made him feel good before he died. i named him thom after thom york. poor white rabbi.
i saw paul today at the store. a friend from like four years ago. his hair is red now instead of black and he has a beard. he asked me to sing in a punk rock band with him and i wrote my number in black ink on his wrist. it sort of made me want to get a mohawk. i got all excited and considered becoming beanpole bony. i don't know. i just want to get out of here sometimes.
joe is funny. i went over to his house thursday night after that horrendously dull anthropology class and watched back to the future. i sort of felt bad thought. whats up with everything? i drew pictures of the creeps i work with for the triplets to see last week and they laughed. they ate the chocolate i put on their doorstep at 1 a.m. on new years. cute old guys they are.
chuck called this afternoon. what a crazy kid. he's a foreman or something now in pheonix. i said i'd go see him this summer or something. one time he was going to go out with me and nicole and he was broke. i told him, "chuck, just ask your dad for $5 because i can't pay for you." and he said, "ya know, i just can't do that. i'll just not go." and it went back and forth like this forever. finally he worked up the nerve and went on to the porch to ask his dad. his dad just handed him a five dollar bill as soon as he walked out there. he'd heard every word we said. for some reason i couldn't stop laughing.
tons of people came over today. this old german guy that i've never seen who's been to 37 countries and 5 continents and a red headed preacher and his pretty wife with a new hair cut and their three brown-eyed adopted kids. i made mango sugar scrub. about a gallon too much. anybody want some? it hydrates your skin and makes it soft and creamy and it's my own recipe. :)
my brother and his girlfriend put their valentine baby to bed and then went to bed themselves without telling me when we were going to watch little miss sunshine. o well.
i keep wishing the bunny rabbit hadn't died.
i saw paul today at the store. a friend from like four years ago. his hair is red now instead of black and he has a beard. he asked me to sing in a punk rock band with him and i wrote my number in black ink on his wrist. it sort of made me want to get a mohawk. i got all excited and considered becoming beanpole bony. i don't know. i just want to get out of here sometimes.
joe is funny. i went over to his house thursday night after that horrendously dull anthropology class and watched back to the future. i sort of felt bad thought. whats up with everything? i drew pictures of the creeps i work with for the triplets to see last week and they laughed. they ate the chocolate i put on their doorstep at 1 a.m. on new years. cute old guys they are.
chuck called this afternoon. what a crazy kid. he's a foreman or something now in pheonix. i said i'd go see him this summer or something. one time he was going to go out with me and nicole and he was broke. i told him, "chuck, just ask your dad for $5 because i can't pay for you." and he said, "ya know, i just can't do that. i'll just not go." and it went back and forth like this forever. finally he worked up the nerve and went on to the porch to ask his dad. his dad just handed him a five dollar bill as soon as he walked out there. he'd heard every word we said. for some reason i couldn't stop laughing.
tons of people came over today. this old german guy that i've never seen who's been to 37 countries and 5 continents and a red headed preacher and his pretty wife with a new hair cut and their three brown-eyed adopted kids. i made mango sugar scrub. about a gallon too much. anybody want some? it hydrates your skin and makes it soft and creamy and it's my own recipe. :)
my brother and his girlfriend put their valentine baby to bed and then went to bed themselves without telling me when we were going to watch little miss sunshine. o well.
i keep wishing the bunny rabbit hadn't died.