<< 27 May 2002 || 01:19 >>

i'm unsettled on the layout. i don't know what i want my diary to look like. here i am, a designer and i can't design my own diary. lame me.

so home is basically lame. i miss cory and ericka and corrie and mary jo and justin and christen and scott, etc. it sucks not seeing my friends every day. i mean, there's friends here, but they don't get the jokes i tell and they haven't been hanging out with me day in day out for nine months. oh well, i like the kids in town, and we have fun.

i get to see aaron soon, which rocks.

when does linfield get out of school? not that i care...i'm just wondering...

i need a job. i applied at petco, and i called wherehouse to see if they still want me to work there, and i applied at tower and everyday music. i need a job at a place which will allow my visible piercing. borders? we'll see.

i'm really sorry i'm not fun to listen to ramble on right now. i haven't been updating cause i suck ass. i'd say i've been busy if it wasn't a huge lie. i have free time every day, really, i just don't spend all day on the computer anymore, now that i have access to a car and i'm trying to find work.

i saw attack of the clones with cory on tuesday, two days before i left. i think he was impressed that i was actually silent for two hours. what can i say. star wars = heaven.

i've taken up running. it's good for me, and i live right next to an athletic field complete with nice new track, so it'd be lame if i didn't take advantage of my position. so if you see me, chubby legs working overtime to get my little curvy body in motion, please do laugh, because i know i will.

i have the worst cough and i don't even smoke. is it due to running? i hope not.

i'm going to get a tattoo this summer, and i want a heart with wings on my low-low-lower back. i've been told two things about that so far. Cecily (Jessica's sister) said it was very eighties and that that fits me because I'm "eighties, with a twist", and Jake (Jessica's cousin) said it was harley davidson, and i said that for it to be a biker tattoo, it would require flames, which it does not have.

i'll have another series of photos up when i get it done, first the pierceventure, then the hairventure, next, the tattooventure. speaking of hairventure, i dyed all my hair black. seems like a waste, but i can't keep up the red without cory's help and he's in Montana. sigh.

you have the right to remain sexy, baby.