love to diamonds
i am happy.
the sun is shining, it is thursday, i am home alone, and i am deeply in love with july for the moment.
various things that have happened lately: went berry picking. the berries are fading pathetically this summer; depressing, really. amelia lamb and alec lamson were there. they are a pretty cute couple. did anyone else know that amelia was moving to alabama, though? 'cause... i didn't. until, that is, she told me. anyway, call that double date number, like, six. i'm a fan of double dates. because if you decide that you don't like the other couple, at least you still have your significant other to talk/complain to.
also, i fell head-over-heels in love with jessica thompson and kathy breen. you have no idea what it's like to be one of three hot girls just walking around town. we were all kind of dressed like sluts, with that sexy-wavy-beach hair, too, and the pinky pink lip gloss. a man literally walked into a pole with his mouth hanging open. that's how hot we were. kathy bought a tiny little t-shirt at the red light, and we all bought breakfast on hawthorne. and looked hot.
really, the best part of lately has been the weather. who can argue? well, many oregonians have tried.
AN OREGONIAN: it's sooo ho-o-o-o-t. i haaaaaate it.
SOPHIE: fuck you. it's beautiful. fucking gorgeous.
(SOPHIE kills AN OREGONIAN brutally. with a spear.)
ben and i walked the esplanade the other day and put our feet in the sewer water. hypochondriacal jessica thought we were going to die of the plague. but i'm still alive and healthy, so... see?
i did, indeed, eat ethiopian food with trevor hancey yesterday. i am officially not in love with him anymore. actually, i was pretty sure of that fact for the last... mmm... two years. but now its official. here's what convinced me: he doesn't know how to eat ethiopian food. although, i do feel extraordinarily comfortable with the guy. he reminds me of a much easier time [wow, i sound like an eighty-year-old refugee in nazi prague] or something. and his hair is so funny. i'm lucky to know him.
i'm seeing ian tonight. i have decided not to fight with him. if this feat is achieved, then it'll totally be the first time... ever. and that will fucking kick ass. it will be the cherry on my happy cake.
i woke up at four thirty this morning and walked leeor's dog with jessica. it was kind of nice. really cold and everything. there were stars and sun leaking over the mountain simultaneously. i think i'm just now starting to relax...
my parents are out of town. do you want to come over and party with me?
the sun is shining, it is thursday, i am home alone, and i am deeply in love with july for the moment.
various things that have happened lately: went berry picking. the berries are fading pathetically this summer; depressing, really. amelia lamb and alec lamson were there. they are a pretty cute couple. did anyone else know that amelia was moving to alabama, though? 'cause... i didn't. until, that is, she told me. anyway, call that double date number, like, six. i'm a fan of double dates. because if you decide that you don't like the other couple, at least you still have your significant other to talk/complain to.
also, i fell head-over-heels in love with jessica thompson and kathy breen. you have no idea what it's like to be one of three hot girls just walking around town. we were all kind of dressed like sluts, with that sexy-wavy-beach hair, too, and the pinky pink lip gloss. a man literally walked into a pole with his mouth hanging open. that's how hot we were. kathy bought a tiny little t-shirt at the red light, and we all bought breakfast on hawthorne. and looked hot.
really, the best part of lately has been the weather. who can argue? well, many oregonians have tried.
AN OREGONIAN: it's sooo ho-o-o-o-t. i haaaaaate it.
SOPHIE: fuck you. it's beautiful. fucking gorgeous.
(SOPHIE kills AN OREGONIAN brutally. with a spear.)
ben and i walked the esplanade the other day and put our feet in the sewer water. hypochondriacal jessica thought we were going to die of the plague. but i'm still alive and healthy, so... see?
i did, indeed, eat ethiopian food with trevor hancey yesterday. i am officially not in love with him anymore. actually, i was pretty sure of that fact for the last... mmm... two years. but now its official. here's what convinced me: he doesn't know how to eat ethiopian food. although, i do feel extraordinarily comfortable with the guy. he reminds me of a much easier time [wow, i sound like an eighty-year-old refugee in nazi prague] or something. and his hair is so funny. i'm lucky to know him.
i'm seeing ian tonight. i have decided not to fight with him. if this feat is achieved, then it'll totally be the first time... ever. and that will fucking kick ass. it will be the cherry on my happy cake.
i woke up at four thirty this morning and walked leeor's dog with jessica. it was kind of nice. really cold and everything. there were stars and sun leaking over the mountain simultaneously. i think i'm just now starting to relax...
my parents are out of town. do you want to come over and party with me?