Isn't it stupid? I want it.
May. 8th, 2004 12:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maypirateWell I thought it was clever, Chenya, but maybe I just felt special cuz I could read it. You'll have no trouble in Japanese next year. I promise.
I went to see Lydia do a thing, and it was... well it was... I mean... uh... Well I have a Jesus saturation point, and it went past that point. Also I guess I'm not a really big fan of watching 3rd and 4th graders put on Bible plays. I guess it's just a personal preference. Lydia was good, yes, but the choir wasn't actually as good as I'd thought it would be, and um... I dunno. I got to see a lot of exciting early-high school interaction, the kind I never want to be a part of ever again. I kept trying to e-mail Kevin, but my phone doesn't have e-mail, and then I tried to call someone, anyone, but there was no one around to be called.
So I called my house and left some strange rambling about burning witches on my answering machine. True story.
Also my scent memory thing is going crazy, since my brand new gel deodorant smells exactly like the deodorant I was wearing when I started getting sick at Oberlin. So now I sit, and it's so strong I can smell it all the time, and all I can think about is "Fast Food (fucking) Nation" and feeling lousy in the fall, and it makes my head hurt.
Should have gone with the cherry Pepsi at dinner.
In any case, Vicky should be home by now, or will be home tomorrow, and I will go see her! And then demand she give me Sango! Er...um...hug her...
...so material...so much Miroku taking over my brain...
Oliver says I'm lame, and he's SO RIGHT.
May also go visit Decken at work tomorrow, and peruse another AMERICAN BOOKSTORE.
In the next room, my dad is attempting to instigate the Revolutionary War. It's really loud and makes annoying whistling sounds. Also a true story.
Good night, moon.
I went to see Lydia do a thing, and it was... well it was... I mean... uh... Well I have a Jesus saturation point, and it went past that point. Also I guess I'm not a really big fan of watching 3rd and 4th graders put on Bible plays. I guess it's just a personal preference. Lydia was good, yes, but the choir wasn't actually as good as I'd thought it would be, and um... I dunno. I got to see a lot of exciting early-high school interaction, the kind I never want to be a part of ever again. I kept trying to e-mail Kevin, but my phone doesn't have e-mail, and then I tried to call someone, anyone, but there was no one around to be called.
So I called my house and left some strange rambling about burning witches on my answering machine. True story.
Also my scent memory thing is going crazy, since my brand new gel deodorant smells exactly like the deodorant I was wearing when I started getting sick at Oberlin. So now I sit, and it's so strong I can smell it all the time, and all I can think about is "Fast Food (fucking) Nation" and feeling lousy in the fall, and it makes my head hurt.
Should have gone with the cherry Pepsi at dinner.
In any case, Vicky should be home by now, or will be home tomorrow, and I will go see her! And then demand she give me Sango! Er...um...hug her...
...so material...so much Miroku taking over my brain...
Oliver says I'm lame, and he's SO RIGHT.
May also go visit Decken at work tomorrow, and peruse another AMERICAN BOOKSTORE.
In the next room, my dad is attempting to instigate the Revolutionary War. It's really loud and makes annoying whistling sounds. Also a true story.
Good night, moon.
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what me, Jesus?
Date: 2004-05-09 12:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-09 08:00 am (UTC)