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:: Saturday, August 31, 2002 ::
i have this friend
he's got 'flare'
he has a certain way of creating drama with his every breath
his every move
he had this story last week
about an older guy from work
who was in the hospital
enjoying a circumcision
ha ha we all had our laugh
wondering why he had waited thirty five years
to do what most do in the first few hours
my guess was fungus
another thought he changed religions
this friend has a boss
who is stuck in the 'fifties
his favorite phrase is
"when life gives us lemons, we make lemonade"
he sure is creative
the recently circumcized comes back to the office
and my friend has to put on his big phony show
welcoming him back and 'schmoozing'
(his greatest talent)
he walks towards the altered man's desk
puts down his cup
and leans forward to show some 'flare'
and WOOSH
in one quick swoop it was done
the man screamed like a small girl
who has found her barbie beheaded for the first time
my clumsy friend steps away from the coffee stained mess of a man
and watches the havoc
as the broken man is rushed to the emergency room
the boss puts his arm around my friend
and says
'i'm not sure how we're gonna make lemons out of that'
and - as usual - my friend couldn't tell me this story without laughing
the moral of the story?
have your kids drink kool aid at an early age to save them the trouble of making lemonade when they're 40
:: meggy spilled the "beans" at 2:53 AM [+] ::
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yesterday my classes went pretty well. i had lunch w/ shane and peter. and that night, peter and jordan and i met jose and miguel at mccormick's for happy hour.
we had a waitress named megan. i am convinced she made my coffee NOT decaf. eeevil.
my friday night SEEMS lame in contrast to my last friday night.
but it really isn't.
let me explain.
just because i was in bed by midnight last night doesn't mean i'm lame.
it didn't mean i was tired either (even w/ sleeping pills), cuz i ended up calling big D and waking him up and talking for an hour on my FREE long distance (cuz i changed my phone plans).
just because i went to my 10am friday class.... 10 min early.... doesn't mean i'm lame.
it is forensic psych, and it's a great class w/ a really interesting, enthusiastic professor.
IT'S FUN to be a nerd.
just because i spent hours putting my financial affairs in order and calling in hospital payments doesn't mean i'm lame.
it just means i'm broke.
just because i have two cell phones doesn't mean i'm lame.
cuz now my aunt has her own cell phone and she was crying with joy because she thinks i am so un-lame, the only un-lame person in my family, in fact. she is paying for it herself but it has to be in my name cuz she doesn't have good credit. and she has no one else to help. : (
just because i ate a four course meal on the floor of a casino doesn't mean i'm lame.
i was having a nice comp dinner w/ my dad and his girlfriend. i can't turn down free food. especially when it involves sushi and sandwiches.
just because i'm sitting at my dad's, w/ his girlfriend, while he is at the casino, doesn't mean that i am lame.
but the jean claude van damme movie we are watching is pretty ridiculous.
just because i am taking a practice lsat test online doesn't mean i'm lame.
it just means i enjoy showing myself how smart i am.
just because i tried to auction my girlfriends' numbers off to a horny friend doesn't mean i'm lame.
and it doesn't mean i dont love them. it just means i hate to see the boy suffer.
i am not as lame as i sound
:: meggy spilled the "beans" at 2:36 AM [+] ::
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:: Wednesday, August 28, 2002 ::
last weekend was mostly fun. friday night i found out my ex was having a party. already, and i was already not invited. more like UNinvited. that really hurt. but that pushed me a little further to making myself get over him.
argh. he still won't send me those pics from scotland. he is really not a very nice guy, and that is getting more and more clear.
at least i didn't cry.
anyhow, by the time we went out, the whole gang was there. amanda brought shane and shaun and her roommate over, and carissa and jordan and i went out w/ them. to the row. HAHAHA.
that was ... fun. we went to EVERY house. i am not kidding.
we made a bunch of little freshman friends, and ran into some old pals.
we picked up mike a. on the trip. (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE!) i thought he was gonna hook it up w/ angie, so i kinda backed off. only to come across as a jealous ex girlfriend. cuz angie thought HE was my ex. hmm.
all in all i had fun.
our downstairs bathroom has already been barfed in. good thing i have a bathroom upstairs w/ jake. we have potpourri and a little purple ladybug night light.
i am glad i know how to play poker now. plane tickets to vegas are $20. i'm so there.
saturday i went to stay w/ my aunt in the valley. at this place called mount calabasas. she was house sitting for a friend (w/ the dog) and this house was HUGE. and they got ever channel. i even ordered pay per view on accident (the remote was too techy for me, it looked like a palm pilot). but the movie was pretty good - gosford park - so it was cool. well the movie was good after i got used to the accents and could figure out what everyone was saying.
my aunt made TONS of food as usual. we even had chocolate cake.
i love my aunt. we talk about all sorts of stuff about her home and our family and politics and movies and anything that comes up.
i got to spend time by the pool, in my lavendar bikini. sweet.
after two days of lounging and eating, i had to return to real life in LA.
classes started monday. i have six classes. cuz i couldn't decide.
next week i should have four.
phew.
my first class was sociology of childhood. i liked it all in all. but i think my freshman year roommate (the psycho hose beast) was in there.
i didn't have my contacts in though. : )
then i walked across campus, and saw THE EX. so i dodged his group by cutting across a field of poppies.
this class was psychophysiology. the prof was my research methods TA. he is really not a good lecturer. i think he is too nervous. so i think i am not keeping that class.
shane came over later, and i took him to his swanky los feliz pad. we hung out w/ the ghost, and watched his curtains do their thing for a while.
then i went to my dad's place, to return the jeep. and watched shallow hal. and went to bed.
tuesday morning i had an art history class. i may keep that. it is all freshmen though, and the prof wears a silky scarf around her neck.
then i had german. and the prof only spoke in german. may be too much for me cuz i haven't taken that for over a year. but i caught most of what he was saying. he decided the class would meet once a week at the max kade institute and i made two friends in that class. but i am still worried my german is not up to par.
i went home to take care of some business. then i passed THE EX on my way to motivated behaviors, a psychology class. another interesting class, which she says will answer WHY. my teacher seems very .... midwestern. maybe it will be interesting though. at least something i can pay attention to.
and joe and phil are in that class. that should make it more fun.
so i walked w/ joe and we met up w/ robert, my neighbor from freshman year. i miss hanging out w/ him but his girlfriend doesn't like him to talk to other girls.
plpbt.
last night i watched a lot of TV w/ jake. then we were caught up in the subliminal messages and had to go buy soda at ralph's. and i saw THE NEIGHBOR from 30th. i pretended NOT to see him. i am doing a lot of that lately.
we bought blue pepsi, vanilla coke, sobe green, and this apple soda. mama mia or something. : ) pretty good for 99 cents!
and chocolate mmm chocolate.
i took a (prescribed non-addictive) sleeping pill so i would be sure to get rest, at midnight. some how i turned off my alarm at 8:30 so i didn't wake up til 11am. i missed forensic psychology. the first day.
i woke up to the sound of jake's guitar chords and scales. and then to the sound of my angry neighbor, calling jake a 'shit head' and some other not so nice things. he sounds very unstable.
made myself a sandwich, then went to my appointment.
i asked for weaker sleeping pills.
i stopped by the daycare on my way home. i wish i were able to work still. i am just too out of it. UNRELIABLE. but i miss the babies. cecilia thinks i should just volunteer. maybe so!
but anyhow. i talked to my dad about what is going on and he said it is ok if i dont work for a while. i have things to look forward to that seem further away when i get sick. and i need to get better so these things do happen.
i love my new house.
today i came home to find DIRECT TV waiting for me. i got to watch sex in the city. and the simpsons (twice) and the end of hysterical blindness.
only problem is we have NO internet except the dialup on jordan's computer. but that is slow. and our only phone line.
if you could only see what love has made of me.
then i'd no longer be in your mind
the difficult kind.
i'm listening to sheryl crow. i went for a walk, cuz i was feeling down. and i ended up here, at the sal. on a sweet dell desktop.
so fast so fast.
i figured walking would help me sleep earlier.
:: meggy spilled the "beans" at 9:55 PM [+] ::
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