Sunday, February 22, 2004
*most friendships, if they end at all, end not by earthquke, but by erosion. your time together, which you used to take for granted, becomes something you need to schedule. slowly you're aware that the easy intimacy you shared got lost somewhere. you talk more and more about the past.*
from BOX OFFICE POISON, a fantabulous graphic novel by alex robinson.
i just finished the above mentioned book. it was wonderful. imagine, 607 pages of comic book! i was so sad to see it go. however, i went to barnes and noble after work and i got five books!!! lets see. i got this side of paradise by f. scott fitzgerald, and valley of the dolls by jacqueline susann (oh my god im so excited, its "one of the sexiest novels ever written" and its about drowning yrself in drugs. cant wait, cant wait!), and consumer joe: harassing corporate america, one letter at a time (which is a book of bizarre letters written to corporations, and their responses), and foolish words: the most stupid words ever spoken (yay senseless quotes!).. and finally, i got more box office poison, which is waaay thinner than the original but im sooo happy that it can continue, and i dont have to sever my relationship with jane and stephen and sherman and dorothy and ed and mr. flavor just yet. oh yay! you dont even understand. getting to the end of a book is the worst, bc it completely ends any relationship i had with the characters. and i reallllly get involved in the stories, so its wayyy hard.
blah. my cold is still lingering. im like cant i get better already? ive been taking my flinstones chewables every day. ive skimped on the oj the past few days though. and im out of tissues, so i have to remember to get some. cos my poor nose responds poorly to toilet paper and the crappy tissues my mom has. im going to LI tomorrow. i should pack before i go to bed, seeing as its like 3 am, and i neeeeed to sleeeeep and itll be rough for me to wake up at all, let alone at 1045. boo. waking up is hard to do. but why sleep when i could read??
still way bummed over the boy. im gonna get in touch with him tomorrow, but im having a sort of bad feeling about it. what if he doesnt want to see me, because hes still mad or re-evaluating things? ugh. i wish he would just talk to me, and i could explain all the things that go through my mind and tell him the truth, that he confuses me and i dont know what to think or say and i dont know what he wants or if he cares and on and on and on. you know. but no. ill go to LI, i wont see him, and ill pass through the days..
im sleepy. only slept like 4 hours last night....
from BOX OFFICE POISON, a fantabulous graphic novel by alex robinson.
i just finished the above mentioned book. it was wonderful. imagine, 607 pages of comic book! i was so sad to see it go. however, i went to barnes and noble after work and i got five books!!! lets see. i got this side of paradise by f. scott fitzgerald, and valley of the dolls by jacqueline susann (oh my god im so excited, its "one of the sexiest novels ever written" and its about drowning yrself in drugs. cant wait, cant wait!), and consumer joe: harassing corporate america, one letter at a time (which is a book of bizarre letters written to corporations, and their responses), and foolish words: the most stupid words ever spoken (yay senseless quotes!).. and finally, i got more box office poison, which is waaay thinner than the original but im sooo happy that it can continue, and i dont have to sever my relationship with jane and stephen and sherman and dorothy and ed and mr. flavor just yet. oh yay! you dont even understand. getting to the end of a book is the worst, bc it completely ends any relationship i had with the characters. and i reallllly get involved in the stories, so its wayyy hard.
blah. my cold is still lingering. im like cant i get better already? ive been taking my flinstones chewables every day. ive skimped on the oj the past few days though. and im out of tissues, so i have to remember to get some. cos my poor nose responds poorly to toilet paper and the crappy tissues my mom has. im going to LI tomorrow. i should pack before i go to bed, seeing as its like 3 am, and i neeeeed to sleeeeep and itll be rough for me to wake up at all, let alone at 1045. boo. waking up is hard to do. but why sleep when i could read??
still way bummed over the boy. im gonna get in touch with him tomorrow, but im having a sort of bad feeling about it. what if he doesnt want to see me, because hes still mad or re-evaluating things? ugh. i wish he would just talk to me, and i could explain all the things that go through my mind and tell him the truth, that he confuses me and i dont know what to think or say and i dont know what he wants or if he cares and on and on and on. you know. but no. ill go to LI, i wont see him, and ill pass through the days..
im sleepy. only slept like 4 hours last night....
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