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2003-09-22 || 11:23 a.m. || anchors. || vodka and dancing(1) and crushes showing up at bars and in dreams(2). mosquitos and angsty cats and nightmares about big waves and bad haircuts. power outages and ouija boards(3) and waiting for phantom phone calls that are perpetually three hours delayed(4). airplane trips, the talk of karaoke and matching outfits and going out to breakfast hopefully three days straight(5). i don't know what to do wtih myself. everything is up in the air, up in the air, and i'm the kind of girl who needs several anchors. (1) went to an unexpectantly very very fun show on friday. best part: dancing dancing in the eye of the storm in a tiny bar, brian dancing behind me, grody valet boys checkin out the ladies in front of me, the grey-haired boy looming about but alas i never got the nerve to say hello. (2) the kind of dream that tricks you into tucking it away as a real-live memory. there was some sort of date involved with the red-haired boy, some kind of discussing of books and that accidental hand-brushing that makes you get dizzy and hot. i feel i should talk to him in real life. i am thinking about putting faith in molly ringwald 'i had a dream about you' opener. there is no way in hell i can go through with it, even in the name of completely on the level friendship. (3) we have discovered the following: meow meow was a lady in the life before this, and she was named mamamaab. stuart was a man named bodman who died at age 91. i am supposed to get married at age 20, which means something went terribly wrong and i wasn't tipped off to the ceremony. (4) i miss him. i want him here. (5) cannot wait to see my boys, plus the illustrious brian and karen, holy holy. i propose we pretend we're all twenty-two again. we can all load up on the vespa and come up with some sort of acrobatic routine, all the while drinking boone's farm and taking candid photos of old people. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |