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8th September 2002

7:56am: What I needed was a little white lie.
I have to be at work by 9. My first day of "training". I am not sure what you wear to "training" does anyone out there know? I tried to call and ask, but she was in a meeting.



Cursive is coming to the Phoenix. Did you know that?



I need to meet you. I am sick of imagining. I am sick of silence.
Current Mood: anxious
3:29pm: This charming man. I think I cut him...what do you think?
So I am taking it Bennett was right, I am taking it I came off as a crazy lady. But who cares? I need to find someone who would not think I was crazy to do it, I need to find someone who would fall for me because of it. I thought it was amazingly cool, but now I wish I had not done it at all. What do you think.


Today is Sunday and you know what that means. Wait.


"We're never going to get on the radio like this"


Last night I went to Jodi's and even with the uncomfortable moments...which were not as bad as they would sound on paper...it was fun. I really like Jodi. Jodi I really like you. You are your ghetto dancing and your Cranberries on the computer. You rock my socks. Next time I see you I will give you money for the pizza. Maybe I will buy you a slice since you did not even get one.


"I can see it all, the drummer's in the box office and he's counting all the money."


Work at Whole Foods was good. I just wrapped cookies and things like that. Not so bad. I like busy work. I saw John, we spoke. He is so awesome, a 20 yr. old vegetarian beauty. The only thing is...yeah I do not know. There was not a real spark. Not like with the one who we shall not name. My boss, Ann, is his roommate. Weird. She says he is not down with the younger ladies. So ummm that is just silence.


Raise your hand in a comment if you do not eat meat.



I am so tired. I am so tired of this.
Where has all the light gone?
I seem to have misplaced my youth and beauty.
I look like a thirty year old bus driver.
So I suppose that is where the light has gone.
Current Mood: broken. smoken. dead. in love.
4:59pm: Wave of mutilation
cease to resist, giving my goodbye
drive my car into the ocean
you'll think I'm dead, but I sail away
on a wave of mutilation
a wave
wave

I've kissed mermaids, rode the El nino
walked the sand with the crustaceans
could find my way to mariana
on a wave of mutilation,
wave of mutilation
wave of mutilation
wave

wave of mutilation
wave
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