Dec 02, 2004 11:54
i should be working on my homework which is settled on the couch next to me. We all clambered onto my poor car to draw the side of the building. i kept dropping things off my lap. The security guard took a picture, but if i post it i'll blot myself out. i was the only one who didn't look good. i wish i knew how to use my camera better, it annoys me that i have to take 4 pictures to get one decent one. My chai tea doesn't taste nearly as good as it does when someone else makes it for me. i somehow made it really chalk-like. Every time i drink it i am reminded of a little coffee shop in Sedona that has a poetry night every monday. To curl up on that luxurious couch and drink chai tea in a comfortably dim atmosphere was just lovely. Haha..and the oxygen bar. it was all about the synergy and sublime. sam got stuck with like lemongrass and strawberry. i want to go back. i'm going to run away this weekend i think. i just remembered i have to withdrawal from one of my classes in school. crap. i don't think i'll tell my parents. i'll just have to pretend to go to school then sleep in my car for 4 hours before my next class starts. i bought 3 new Cd's yesterday with Becca. A oil change turned into an adventure as we wandered around the area, eventually coming to Best Buy. We were just in there to kill some time, but both of us had money, and we started to look at the Cd's. Becca bought three, i bought three. i'm such a frugal person. i'm sure half the reason i'm so hooked on older music is because i don't have to buy any of it. i just play an old record and i'm all set to go. It was painful paying for them but i argued with myself that the only frivolous thing i had bought in the last 3 months were earrings. shoes don't count. Sam's painting didn't get finished in time. i don't even like it anymore. i need a less expensive hobby; buying paint killed me. i don't possess the attention span needed to finish anything. Always half crapped. Someone needs to motivate me or inspire me. or poke me with a really sharp pointy stick every time my mind wanders. Like now. i haven't read a book in about 2 weeks. i'm going insane. i need a new book. book(s). boook(ss(s). but i already made my frivioulos purchase of the months. my CD's. i'm dying without reading one. Good lords i'd had time. i bought 2 the other day that were a series i loved as a child. The Book of Three, and the Black Cauldren. i was all excited and gleeful only to find out that i don't know where my brother moved the Book of Three to. So now i have the Black Cauldren staring in my face and i can't read it because i don't know where the first effing book is!!! i'm a book whore. If i where a dragon, i would lord over the strangest junk in the land. Mittens and scarves, bit of paper with love notes written on them entire libraries, kisses and chocolates, pillows and old tea sets, shoes with duct tape and boxes of tacky jewelery. i'll finish when i have the time. i'm about to be late for school.
By god's thumb. another thing i didn't finish.