Kill everyone now! Condone first degree murder! Advocate cannibalism! Eat shit!

1:37pm: "Oh my god! I love gay music!" - John Graves

Today I bought:

*a latte and a bagel for me.
*a book of interviews called ".45 Dangerous Minds" for my dad for x-mas.
*John Waters' book "Shock Value" for my dad for x-mas.
*a book of horror movie posters for my brother for x-mas.
*Henry Rollins' new book "Roomanitarian" for me.
*Cookie Mueller's book "Walking Through a Clear Pool Painted Black" for me.
*Charlie and the Chocolate Factory DVD for me.
*Old Boy DVD for my brother for x-mas.
*Harold and Maude on DVD for me.
*Mullholland Drive DVD for me.
*a smoothie for me.

As you can see, I'm not very good at this whole "shopping for others" thing.

There is a super cute boy that comes in the record store almost every Saturday. He makes me nervous.

I'm going to a Christmas show at the Outer Banks Music Showcase tonight with my family. I hope it's as bad as I think it's going to be.

Work at the bank is getting better. I don't hate it nearly as much as I did. The new guy got my "Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert" references. We should be friends.

I will only be working at the record store for a few more week-ends. I am not sad about leaving. I'm looking forward to having some time off, even if it means being broke and hungry.

I'm planning a small road trip or two in the month of January. I want to go to Chapel Hill to see Frieda, and maybe to DC for a long week-end.

I'm going to see Rev. Horton Heat in Norfolk on Dec. 19th, and Cave-In in Richmond on Dec. 20th. I'll be calling in sick on Dec. 21st.

Current obsessions:

!!! "Peyton Place" !!!
!!! high heels !!!
!!! tea !!!
!!! oranges !!!
!!! John Waters X-Mas show posters, even though I'm sad I can't be there !!!

2:15pm: Meanwhile back in the jungle...

New York City was amazing! I had more fun than a barrel of monkeys(and we all know how fun that is!). Here are a few highlights. If anything sparks your interest, let me know, and I'll elaborate.

*an over-night bus trip we were lucky enough to sleep through
*walking barely awake up 8th Ave.
*I spy with my little eye...Sex Shops! We're in NYC!
*an early morning walk through Central Park
*Whole Foods!
*portable, personal homeless shelters and broken china chandeliers at MOMA
*walking, walking, walking
*gross fish stands in Chinatown
*searching for Ashley on Mott St.
*failing to properly swipe our Metro Cards = laughter in the subway
*Times Square at night
*Razzle Dazzle!
*Virgin Mega-Store freak-out!
*Whole Foods!
*more walking
*Urban Outfitters!!!
*shopping till we could shop no more
*buying cute clothes that will have us standing out like a sore thumb at home (can you say tights and sparkly flats?!)
*amazing food on 1st Ave.
*lots of soy lattes
*Sabrina!!!
*"How is this vegan?" chocolate-peanut butter bomb at Teany
*a late night Brooklyn adventure
*abusing Starbuck's public rest rooms
*We love the East Village!
*singing songs from "Rent" on Ave. A
*drooling over the food (and the waiters!) at Counter.
*an impulsive haircut by a short, hairy, jewish man with gold teeth!
*53rd & 3rd!!!
*being disappointed with the lack of hookers, hustlers, and used condoms.
*Whole Foods!
*the funniest pictures EVER at Madame Tussuad's Wax Museum
*Buying tickets to Hell in the gallery of the wax museum
*being told I was "totally Joan Crawford" to which I replied with a simple "I
love you"
*Strawberry Fields forever
*Feeling so cultured at the Natural History Museum
*Do Christians believe in Dinosaurs?
*tired and cranky on the bus station floor
*arriving home in Norfolk to an exhausted brother, still in full eye make-up from the Halloween party just hours before

Taryn, my dear, you were the best road-trip buddy a girl could ask for!

I'm sure I left a lot out. As soon as I post this I will be flooded with the 4 million things I forgot to mention.

Photos soon!

I will be making my second NYC appearance in a few short months. This time my partner in crime will be Adam. Watch out!

xoxo,
Allison

8:47pm: We've gotta get out of this place, if it's the last thing we ever do. We've gotta get out of this place. Girl there's a better life for me and...me.

I'm in the process of diagnosing the stomach/intestinal problem I've had for over a year now. I have an appointment with a stomach specialist on Monday. I am eagerly awaiting the special red meat and beer diet the doctor is bound to suggest.

1 day and counting till I'm on my way to the big city. I'm so excited to be going. I'm so happy that Taryn will be my road trip buddy. Sabrina - I will call you on Wednesday afternoon!

I have several tricks up my sleeve. I can't tell you about them, because I'm a jinx. Time will tell.

Where is the happy medium? Has anyone found it? I need directions.

Two words - Roller Derby.

Current obsessions:
*peppermint tea
*dangle-y silver earrings
*dancing
*spending money
*"I Luv You" by Dizzee Rascal

1:28pm: I will be in New York City for 4 days starting on October 26th. Taryn and I will be taking the bus from Norfolk, and we'll be staying in a hostel on 45th St. I can't wait! Sabrina! We should get together and eat!

11:34am: I have a feeling 21 is gonna be a good year...

What I've been up to...

*moved into my new apartment
*cooking lots of tasty food
*being the bank lady
*slacking at the record store on weekends
*vowing to never talk to someone ever again
*staying on the phone with said person till 6:30am
*going to work on 30 minutes of sleep (ouch!)
*remembering why I hate bars
*bought a Polaroid camera!
*drinking lots of coffee (big surprise there)
*not letting my age dictate my actions
*blah, blah, blah

I am constantly smacked in the face with the realization that NOTHING is that big of a deal. I have been trying to be as chill and together as possible about shitty situations over the past year or so. Most of the time I hold it together. Sometimes I don't do so well. I need to learn my lesson.

No matter how much I hate the Outer Banks, being here in the fall almost makes it worth it. Living in bare feet, jeans, and a sweatshirt makes me happy.

I think I'll make grilled veggies for dinner. My mom got me a totally sweet George Foreman grill for my birthday. That man is a genius.

I hate the average middle-aged person. I hate their clothes, their music, their opinions, and their shitty attitudes. They should stop it.

10:46am: I must have missed the announcement that August is national "Shit on Allison" month.

Weeks 2 and 3 at the bank have been much better. I even had dinner with some of my co-workers last night. My saving grace is the cd player behind the teller line. The other day I introduced BB&T to Stereolab.

I have had a terrible time with some of my friends this month. I've caught a few of them lying to me, and those have not been easy pills to swallow. I was trying to not become bitter, but I think I may have passed to point of no return as far as that is concerned.

I will be moving into my new apartment in a few days. I'm really looking forward to it. You should stop by for a visit.

I have been spending money like I have it all month. I've bought DVDs, books, and a ton of stuff for my new place (can someone say matching towels sets?!) I like to spend money.

WARNING! Just when you think they are out of your life, people have a funny way of breaking back in. Sometimes this is a terrible thing, and sometimes it just seems to fit.

My current obsessions:
*NPR
*Joe Jackson albums
*tupperware
*Indian food

10:33am: Home Sweet Home!

I'm at the record store right now. I am so happy to be here. I've missed it!

The bank is insane. I don't know if I like it or not. I don't really care for most of the people, so that makes it hard. I'm also not very good at being a teller. My drawer has been short twice. It's only been short by a few dollars, and I've been assured it's "no big deal", but I hate it none the less. Obviously I'm doing something wrong, but I haven't figured out what it is yet. I have a feeling it is my inability to count change after SSR (damn you, Barco :)). So week #1 as a bank lady gets a C-.

Tonight I'm going to Norfolk to see Hell I Feel at the Norva! Should be fun! I probably won't stick around for the other 4 bands, though. The headliner sounds like a shitty Nickelback cover band. Ewwwww.

Crystal Nesfield is in Norfolk. We are going to hang out tonight It is going to be so fucking weird to see her. It's been something like 2 years since I've seen her face to face. It's so weird how people drift in and out of your life.

Question of the day a la Mole:
What's your favorite episode of "The Cosby Show"?
Answer the question damn it!

12:52pm: I have held in one hand my entire year's salary in cash. It's kind of depressing.

I just got back from 2 and a half weeks of bank training in Rocky Mount. I am proud of myself. This trip was the first time I have driven somewhere other than Norfolk alone. It was the first time I've stayed in a hotel alone. It was the first time I had to fend for myself in a totally new environment. I know it doesn't seem like a huge accomplishment, but I'm proud of myself none the less.

I have been thinking about my work schedule a lot lately. The rent at my new apartment is expensive, and my car insurance is still ridiculous because I've only been driving for a year. I'm not sure what I want more: a full day off or the money that comes with working 7 days a week. I know that working non-stop seems extreme, but "working" at the record store isn't all that involved. Not to mention that working 8 hour days and getting off at 5pm from the bank seems like a vacation compared to the six 10-11 hour days I was working earlier this summer. I can get by on working 6 days a week, but I might have a prayer of being able to afford to do something every now and again if I work more. Sometimes I hate money.

I've been talking to Tim a lot lately. He went to the movies with Adam, John, and me the other day. I miss having him as a friend. I'm worried that our hanging out is sending him the wrong message about where we stand. As far as I'm concerned, I love being his friend, but the feelings stop there. I guess the best thing to do is to just be honest, but I really don't want to hurt his feelings. Can people be friends after the relationship ends? I've always thought that people could only be friends after they broke up if there were no longer stings attached. I've cut my strings, but I'm not sure that he has.

This summer has a strange haze on it. It hasn't really felt like summer to me.

Things I'm looking forward to:
1. Giant 6-week paycheck on August 31st!
2. Moving on September 1st!
3. My 21st birthday on September 6th (weird)!
4. "Hairspray: The Musical" in Norfolk sometime late September! (Now accepting applications for dates)
5. Rollins in Alexandria, VA October 15th!!! (Now accepting applications for road-trip buddies)

11:23am: All the world's Monte Carlos should have monster truck wheels.

So, I got the job at the bank. I have to go in on Monday to fill out my paper work and to find out where they will be sending me for training. I'm pretty excited about it. I hope it doesn't suck.

I cut all of my hair off. I told the hair-cut lady I wanted to look like Deborah Harry in the "Heart of Glass" video. I look more like Allison Novak in her second grade class photo. Somehow that's okay with me.

I went to see "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" last night. I thought it was awesome! Creepy, but a lot less dark than the original. Danny Elfman is so amazing! I'm supposed to go again tonight with Jim.

Next week is the premiere of "The Devil's Rejects"! I can't wait! DOCTOR SATAN!!! Wow, I need to calm down.

I saw the preview for "The Corpse Bride" last night! It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Hooray!

It's cool that I get hooked up at the coffee shop I frequent (Black Dog), but they must have put at least 3 shots of espresso in my drink this morning. I feel lightheaded. Boy, do I love coffee.

John Graves is moving to Virginia Beach in 2 weeks. Well, at least that is the game plan as of ten minutes ago. These plans do tend to change. I am going to steal John's apartment. I am looking forward to living alone for the first time in my life. I am on the fast track to Hermitville.

My life is going in a strange direction. I mean, BANK LADY! Come on! Everyone is picking on me for it, but I'd like to think that means they are happy for me. I'm so conflicted. I want to have a good job that pays my bills. I want to be able to afford books, and movies, and albums, and the occasional road trip. I also want to dance, and finger paint, and build blanket forts, and play with toy cars all day. Am I allowed to have both?

That's all for this post. Tune in next week for "How the hell did I turn into my Mother?" and much, much more!

2:24pm: Hi, my name is Allison, and I'm a Tetris-a-holic.

Big News:
I applied for a REAL JOB! I'm talking benefits! It looks as if I will be working BB&T bank. Is that not insane?! I am absolutely terrified. I have interview #3 on Wednesday. I'll let you know how it goes.

I will be heading to Norfolk again tonight. This will be my third time there this week. I am getting restless on the Outer Banks again. Living with my grandparents hasn't been bad, but I want my own place again. I miss my stuff! I'm starting to do all of the same shit I was doing before I moved out of Tim's house. I drive around aimlessly (or to Norfolk way too often), I find any excuse not to go home after work, I listen to ridiculously angry music, and I have all but stopped eating. This is bad. I need to snap the fuck out of it.

Today is Tim's 22nd birthday. I called him. We talked about zombies. He has my money. We can be friends again.

I don't think I'm allowed to say "fuck" at the bank.

3:29pm: There are tiny raccoon foot prints all over my car.

I donated blood on Wednesday. Here are the things that were cool about it...
1. It took place on a bus.
2. They ask a bunch of weird questions like "Have you had sex with a man who has had sex with another man?" and "Have you had sex with anyone from Africa?"
3. The lady taking my blood pressure talked to me about "Dawn of the Dead".
4. They were playing a Patsy Cline album.
5. Free Pepsi.

Last week I bought a pair of earrings that feature Shrinky-Dink cowboys.

Today I bought a bag made of what appears to have been children's dinosaur bed sheets. No one will ever take me seriously. Ever.

Next Wednesday, I am going to the Norfolk Zoo! Hooray for buffalo.

Craft night is soon approaching!

4:55pm: Pot and Porn: Yay. Strawberries: Nay.

The book I just read was really interesting. It was Eric Schlosser's "Reefer Madness: Sex, Drugs, and Cheap Labor in the American Black Market." Schlosser also wrote "Fast Food Nation." I love the way he writes. You should check his books out. Much to my surprise, they are available at the KDH library. You have no excuse not to read them.

I just put a "For Sale" sign on my Pontiac. It's kind of sad, but it's okay because my new Neon is pretty awesome. I think Bubble the Road-Trip-Mobile will serve me well.

Tonight John and I are going to Norfolk to visit my brother, and check out his new apartment. We will be driving through the ghetto at night. Pray for us.

4:07pm: Is there a cure for awkwardness?

Today I bought a car. It's a 2000 Plymouth Neon. It's a dark-blue-purple color. It looks like a bubble. I named it "Bubble the road trip mobile". I get to pick it up on Wednesday.

On Wednesday I have to say goodbye to my first car. That's sad.

I tried to quit working at the health food store, but the owner offered me more money and less responsibility to stay. I'm a sucker for a good deal.

I've been swimming every morning before work, and it's amazing.

6:24pm: I eat too many cookies.

I'm quitting my job at the health food store tomorrow. It's THAT bad. Now I have to look for a new job, and that sucks. There are a million jobs available, but nothing remotely cool. Yuck!

I still haven't figured out my car situation. I'm sick of cars, and part-time jobs, and being "responsible".

New White Stripes - pretty ok. Their albums tend to grow on me.

New Robert Gordon - eh. His voice is still there, but I don't care for the arrangements.

I need to grow up. I need to comb my hair, and stop wearing holey jeans and band t-shirts. I don't want to grow up, but I'm beginning to the feel the pressure to get it together. Yuck!

I am such the negative Nancy these days. Wow! I think I need a vacation or something!

1:08pm: I need you like Ben Affleck needs acting school...

01. Reply with your name and I will write something I like about you.
02. I will then tell what song/movie/icon reminds me of you.
03. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, I'll tell you what it would be.
04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
06. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
07. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.

DO IT DAMMIT!!!

3:22pm: Life Update...

Things that are cool:
*I love my record store and the people I work with. Best job ever!
*We got a coffee pot at work!
*The weather has been so nice, and my grandparents have a hammock and a pool.
*My car still runs. It could stop running at any minute, but for right now she's good!
*I qualify for a loan from the bank, so I can afford a new car when mine kicks the bucket.
*I just ate a huge wrap from The Pit.
*My job at the health food store could be worse. The extra money will be put to good use.
*I found a 10CD Billie Holiday box set in the back room at the store. It's mine now!
*My grandfather has been really nice to me lately.
*Lego Man photo shoots

Things that suck:
*My car is dying, and the stress is eating me alive. I'll be so happy when this is all over.
*The coffee in the coffee pot at work tastes like ass.
*I've been so stressed that I haven't been able to concentrate for long periods of time. I'm reading a really good book, but I can't read more than 10 pages at a time before I get distracted.
*No matter how much I sleep, it's never enough.
*I'm insane.
*My job at the health food store could be better. I'm going to give it a few more weeks to see how it feels.
*Tourist traffic is lame.

( F-F-F-Foolin'! )

1:32pm: I will live on black coffee and metal!

Mastodon and Cult of Luna were so fucking good! I'm tired and I'm deaf and I'd do it all again today if I could. I love Alley Katz! All 4 members of Mastodon were hanging out in front of the building before the show. I just sat on the curb because I know if I had tried to talk to them I would have said something stupid. The opening band was shit, but what can you do? When the bass player from Mastodon would scream in the mic, I could feel my brain shift. I don't think that's supposed to happen. I like boys in bands.

Yesterday I got super jittery after I drank 5 cups of super strong black coffee. That's never happened to me before. I like coffee.

I ran over a possum in Currituck on the drive home last night. I feel bad about it, but not that bad.

My car has been in shop for almost a week now, and I don't think it's coming back out. The resale value has been shot to shit, so it looks like I'm out quite a bit of money. I am severely bummed out.

I want some Thai noodles.

2:04pm: It's so freakin' cold in here.

Tonight I'm driving to Norfolk. I haven't been to my brother's apartment overnight in almost 5 months. Time flies. Tomorrow I'm off to Richmond for the much anticipated Mastodon/Cult of Luna show. It's about time. God know I haven't shut up about it in months. I hope it's all I think it will be.

My car is in the shop. It may never come back out. I am so sad.

I have been driving my grandfather's GIANT van all week. I learned to drive in that van. I kind of like it. Except the gas is ridiculous.

It looks as if I might be working at the health food store 2 days a week this summer. The lady that owns it seems really weird. We'll see how it goes.

I have been reading like it's going out of style. Today I am much too jittery and distracted to read, and I'm annoyed. I am reading "Mainlines, Blood Feasts, and Bad Taste: A Lester Bangs Reader". I have owned this book for a very long time, and only now have I bothered to read it. I don't want to turn into one of those people with a bookcase full of books that never get read.

1:13pm: I can't believe it's May!

1/3 of the year 2005 is over. What the hell did I do with it?

-Read 11 full books I'd never read before
-Read 1/2 of a book I thought was crap and stopped reading
-Read 1/2 of a book I'm really loving, and will not be putting down until it's all over
-Watched 84 full movies I'd never seen before
-Watched 4 movies half way through that I turned off because they were crap
-Watched apx. 4 full hours of television
-Watched 6 full seasons of various TV shows on DVD
-Checked out a ton of new music, some good, some bad
-Saw a bunch of cool bands
-Went vegan for the second time
-Took my first road trip to Washington, DC
-Spent way too much money
-Ate way too much food
-Slept either way too much or not enough...I'm not sure which
-Work, work, work, work, work
-Made a million plans

Wow! I am totally boring. I should really try to be more interesting in part II. What have you done so far this year?

12:02pm: I dreamt that I ate a hot dog, and I woke up with a stomach ache.

"Hedwig and the Angry Inch" (the play, not the film)is playing in Norfolk in May! Anyone want to be my date(s)? I can't wait!

"Hairspray" (the play, not the film) is playing in Norfolk in September! I can't wait for that, either!

I want to be introduced to new films, books, music, places, foods, ideas, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. I think in order to do this, I need to meet new people, or at least get to better know the acquaintances I already have. I don't know how to do this. Not to say that I don't love my close friends, but I need more! More, More, More! Or less. I don't know how these things work. I'm not good at this sort of thing.

I am looking forward to getting a part time job for the summer. I am dreading getting a part time job for the summer. Aside from the obvious appeal of extra cash, I'm looking forward to the challenge of a new job. I love my job, but I've been doing the record store thing for so long, and I am so comfortable here it's ridiculous. A new job will allow me to cultivate new skills, meet new people, and hopefully broaden my horizons. I know this will be good for me. I am terrified of my potential lack of ability to cultivate new skills, meet new people, and broaden my horizons. I guess there is only one way to find out.

5:00pm: I like to read books.

I really want to go on an African safari. Tanzania sounds so amazing! From the little research I've done, it looks like I could go for about 10 days on about $3,000. The hard part would be finding people to go with. The more people in your group, the cheaper it is. I don't know many people that have $3k or 10 free days or the desire to go on safari for that matter. Not that I have $3k at the moment, either. I do have some pretty good saving skills, though.

I'm thinking about working part time at the health food store this summer. I have to stop by there tomorrow and talk to the lady that owns the place. I need to work 2 jobs this summer because: a) I like to have money and b) it would be a stupid waste of time to sit at home 3 days a week all summer.

I have been thinking about what I want to be when I grow up. Since lounge singer probably isn't going to work out, I need to start thinking about "THE FUTURE". I want to join the Peace Corps and spend time teaching AIDS awareness in Africa. I want to teach English to Turkish children. I want to travel and learn for a living. I want the previous statement to be practical.

Yesterday I worked all day. Yesterday I ordered a tote bag from the West Memphis Three support fund. Yesterday I thought about how awful it would be to have been in prison for the past 11 years for something you didn't do.

Today I worked all day. Today I shopped online for books. Today I thought better of spending money on books when I already have a pretty sizable stack of stuff I haven't read yet. Today I figured out why it is so difficult for me to read at work. Today I swore vengeance on florescent lighting.

Tomorrow I get to go on a field trip! Tomorrow I get to see rhinos in Norfolk. Tomorrow I get to hang out with kindergarten students for the first time since I was in kindergarten. Tomorrow I get to eat ice cream and Oreos with Colleen. Tomorrow will be a fun day.

I will trade you. If you give me a suggestion for a book I should read, I'll give you a suggestion for a book you should read. It's all about the give and take.

1:25pm: Sometimes people make me think.

Last night I went to Tyler's birthday party at the Hell I Feel house. It was a good time. Late into the night, Joey, Alan, Mike, and I got into a weird drunken (them not me) debate about religion. It was great. I live for that shit! Joey was talking about Star Trek and human evolution in the year 2400, and I kept referring to the collective earth as Pangaea. It's weird what your mind will do at 4am! Totally fun!

Sometimes people make me angry.

Colleen's parent's have never liked me. This, I am aware, is at no fault of my own. I've always been nothing but polite to them and their family. They don't like me because: 1) I am not Catholic, 2) not only am I not Catholic, but an atheist to boot, 3) apparently I'm anti-social(their words, not mine). While it's true that I don't believe in God, I think I am far from anti-social. Where they got that impression, I'll never know. I've been aware of the fact that these people don't like me from the time I started hanging out with Colleen, and I can live with the fact that nothing I can do will change their minds. Fine. I don't need everyone to like me. Here's the kicker. I left a pint of Soy Delicious (dairy-free ice cream) in the freezer at Colleen's new house. When her dad came to check out the new place, he opened the freezer and made some sort of comment about it being hippie shit, and then made the assumption that I am a lesbian. What the fuck! How does that even add up? Apparently frozen dessert preference now dictates sexual preference as well! Who knew! Colleen, I'm sorry if this sounds like I'm picking on your dad, but what the hell?! Sorry for the rant, but that kind of shit bothers the hell out of me. Why can't people just be cool?

Sometimes people make me happy.

I went shopping in VA with my mom yesterday. It was fun! I bought some awesome vegan shampoo that smells like plants!

Sometimes people make me question.

Is stating a belief inherently arrogant? Think about it, and let me know.

12:07pm: My trip to "Our Nation's Capitol":
The abridged version...

*total excitement
*not getting lost
*Colleen and Allison's sing-a-long time
*killer hostel
*walking through the park to the metro
*What the hell is a Farecard?
*super wide eyes
*Is it supposed to make that noise?
*culture shock
*country mouse/city mouse
*International Spy Museum!
*giant picture of Don Adams
*giant sunglasses
*magazines and Oreos
*We love the metro!
*trying to imagine life in the city
*National Zoo!
*petting cows and eating cheese burgers
*smiles and thumbs up
*birds, reptiles, mammals, and invertebrates galore
*monkey statues
*beautiful flowering trees
*finishing each other's sentences
*the National Mall
*photos in front of the White House
*Where the hell are all the restaurants?
*walking for 10 hours straight
*massive blisters, sore legs
*more laughter than I thought possible
*buying a copy of Henry Rollins' "Smile, You're Traveling" while traveling
*dork, dork, dork, dork, dork
*US Holocaust Memorial Museum
*heartbreak
*Turn your goddamn cell phone off!
*blinding intensity
*shoes
*We'll avoid the traffic!
*We're stuck in traffic!
*3 days of utter happiness
*Colleen is the best road trip buddy ever!

I will try to post some photos with more details later! I had the most amazing time, and I learned so much. In less than 5 weeks we'll be in Chicago. Road Trips=LIFE!!!

1:15pm: ( The girl can't help it. )

3:34pm: This time next week I'll be in DC! How flippin' cool is that?!?!?

Last night Tim called me at 3am. He was drunk, and he kept asking me weird questions like "how can I get a girl to like me?" and "where did I go wrong?" and the like. He kept saying he was jealous that I'm so happy being single. I was on the phone with him till after 5am. Today he called and apologized for the drunk dial.

I'm seriously contemplating becoming vegan again. My main concerns at the moment are money and health. As far as money goes, it's really a lame excuse. Essentially, I eat a ridiculous amount of each paycheck I receive. I may as well be spending the money on healthy, organic stuff. Health is a concern because of how sick I was when I was vegan 3 years ago. I think a major reason for my malnourishment before was a combination of lack of effort and lack of funds, both of which I believe I am more prepared for at this stage in my life than I was years ago. I think the only real, non-lazy reason holding me back is that I don't live on my own. I can't exactly be making tofu stir-fry at 2am at the GP's house. I think I would feel bad refusing all the free food they offer me, too. I would feel ungrateful. I'll let you know if I manage to make a decision one way or the other. Thoughts?

Tomorrow night Colleen and I are having a slumber party at the house she is pet-sitting at(or should I say the house at which she is pet-sitting...damn you, grammar!) I am so excited! There is a hot tub (and a freezing cold pool for when it's too hot in the hot tub(well, well, welll...)). Did any of you get that joke? There are also really cool animals at the house. There is a hawk! Seriously! He eats mice. I haven't had a chance to see him yet, but I will! The dogs are so super cool, too. Gracie looks like Groucho Marx. I want steal her! She is so sweet! Sydney is cool, too. She has one brown eye and blue eye like my grandfather's dog, Samantha. I love (nice) dogs!

I talk(type) too much, and use way too many ((( and ))).