21 June
3.12pm |
this entry is dedicated to: Elena, the only person I know who gets me back on track, when I've gotten so far off; on Tuesday this week, I din't get out of bed until 8pm, and then I didn't sleep at all Tuesday night, (still readin' Illuminatus which was certainly a damn fine use of my time, if only for the constant reminders it gives me of a certain adorable boy), ah, bah, I don't believe I need to elaborate upon my psychotic sleep patterns, but the point is, Elena is a fierce dictator of bedtime, much more than my parents ever were. (I got in trouble in prekindergarten because I was talking about something I saw on the Tonight show the night before and my teacher gave my mom a talking to.) about to embark on: what shall hopefully be a lovely journey! Elena and I are leaving tomorrow after her math test to journey north, first to Atlanta, which I have been craving since I last left it, and then through some Appalachian goodness into North Carolina, with plans to go camping and stop at fun little shops the whole way up and to go swimming in Falls Lake and to just generally rampage the state in my bouncin' little Volvo station wagon, listening to Ani, and songs:ohia, and Mazzy Star, and hopefully it won't rain the whole time, like it is now, because my windshield wipers don't work. (But the rain is ever so lovely now, right outside my open window, falling straight down only a foot away from me.) *** Ooooh. Why do I do that to myself?. (Go there and see what she's up to like I do, that is. I am psychotic. Sigh.) *** This is awfully pretty. I liked it so much, I finally made a .sig after like two weeks of signing emails with blankness. *** And, to do a double-jo thing, I must also say today: "SUMMER SUMMER SUMMER, darlings, SUMMER! i'm ready to run around and cause some trouble." But I must say, I also like the calm rainy summer afternoons, I just finished doing dishes and cleaning the kitchen, and cutting wet flowers to make the place all pretty so my mom won't be too sad that I'm missing her and Daddy's anniversary on Sunday, and have no money to give them anything except my absence, and some wet flowers! color scheme brought to you by: I can't stop it with the girliness, eh? |