2003-10-26
@ 4:18 p.m. It's so weird to read my last entry, because it was written before Elliott died. I think that's why I haven't written here in five days. I just never wanted to write a post Elliott entry or something like that. Because I didn't know what to say on Tuesday and I don't know what to say now. Except for how shocking and painful it was. We all knew Elliott wasn't doing too well, but I believed he would come out on top, because he always has before. It's just such a tragic waste of a life. I didn't want Elliott to become another Kurt Cobain, Layne Staley, Nick Drake, because he's NOT any of those people. He was supposed to be better than that. I have to believe it was mental illness mixed with drugs and alcohol. And I"m sure he was feeling very pressured to put out a new album since it had been almost four years since "Figure 8". The one thing I don't understand is how some people can't listen to his music for awhile now that he's gone. The first thing I did after I found out he was gone was to go out on my 15 minute work break and listen to Either/Or. It was the only thing I could do. Music has magical healing powers, it's one of the only things I truly believe in. Plus I'm never not going to listen to Elliott, it just ain't happening. I don't need to go on anymore about how much I loved Elliott, how much I always will, and how much his music meant to me. (I mean I had been referring to him as just Elliott for like two years.) I read through my archives and I say it a million and a half times. Wednesday I got in trouble at work for coming back late from my breaks. I haven't been late coming back from a break since though, which is a good thing. Molly and her friend Seth came to visit from Portland this weekend. Right away when I met Seth I could see that he could pull off working for Cutco because he is affable and charming. (Can you tell I've been learning new words from text twist?) He is also a trivia GURU. I didn't know the brain had room for so much trivia. They should make a Guiness Book of World Records category for knowing the most trivia. I just saw my friend Hank from SPSCC (I'm at Evergreen) He didn't recognize me though. What a cute little doll! So last night Mom, Mike, Molly, Seth and I went to see Michael Moore. It was pretty fucking fantabulous I must say. Though he was more mellow than I expected, most of the things he said were dead fucking on as usual. If I hadn't been with my family I'd have been SCREAMING. It was hard to hold back, but I resorted to clapping my hands really hard when I got excited. I'm having issues though. I feel terrible being all "progressive" and getting to see great speakers and then seeing all the homeless people on the streets near the theatre. I know it's stupid and that I should be grateful for what I have and use it for good just like Mike does. But I have to find a table near a cute Evergreen boy and start working on my fucking paper before I get to save the world. Bye Older Entries |