2003-08-01
@ 11:23 p.m. Cutie pie Alex never called with my bud, which is no surprise because that's what boys do. They say they call then never do. He probably lost my number, heh. I must say I love my diary being locked, except to Molly and friends. I don't know why but there's something so liberating about it. Everyone, including me fantasized about new people reading their diaries and making new friends. Obviously this was never going to happen for me, though, and it feels good to let go of that desire completely. I missed my paper journals where I could say whatever I wanted. I want to call Billy Billy not Illy. Speaking of Billy, tomorrow is my last day working with him. That really breaks my heart, and it will take awhile to get over it. It will probably be good for me to not see him for a bit, so I can finally move on. I'm so. He is such a beautiful spirit, and I want and crave him desperately. And constantly. I had a stomach flu all day today and it sucked ass. I don't know if it was from too much coffee and cigs at the truck stop last night or what. But I even had to leave work after only fifteen minutes today because I was so barferonious. I think I did pretty well on my COM law test today though which is exciting. I have so much homework this weekend, particularly reading for English. Today in class my friend Melissa and I were studying for our COM law test(we have both classes together). We got away with it because we were watching a filmed play of Volpone. The prof showed in on an old-fashioned film reel thingie and the sound was so loud we couldn't understand anything the actors were saying. So I might as well have read for another class. I want Ira Glass now damnit. I think I'm going to have to fly to Chicago and profess my undying affections for him. And that would be it for today. Older Entries |