Friday, March 28, 2003

[3/18/2003 10:36:11 AM | melissa dion]
Oh Jesus. I can't believe I'm almost Done with this stupid frootybooter site. Just finished up the It'l dealer locator, which had me thinking sort of about our Stupid President. How do we convince other countries to carry our stoopid frootyboots if they hate us? Can I EVER move to Canada? Or maybe when B and I go down south, we'll just STAY in Mexico. That's my latest plan. I could hand in snowboarding in exchange for a seemingly-endless life of "el surf bum". Definitely fathomable.

The past two days, I've gotten great sleep. Still groggy when I wake up, but my new routine of waking up 15 minutes before I Need to really makes a difference on my alertness in the AM.

Fang seems depressed. Can fish do that? I think he's either:
a) tired of his little home in the flower vase
b) sick of having Avril's picture on his home

Both of which I know would irritate me. Maybe...it could be time to take the bratty girl down. Her pouty face can't be anything of help or encouragement to me, now can it?

This month is going by at a much slower pace than February was. I like that! Coming home from work and knowing that I have four hours or so of whatever I want to do ahead of me, I like that! This weekend I hope it's sunny or at least dry so we can go skating. Things have been so lovely with Brian lately. I'm getting excited anticipating his moving in. I'm afraid of feeling cramped, because I already feel like that but he's over and around so much of the time already that I don't think it will be a rough adjustment. Plus, knowing that we'll be getting our *own* place in two months is a good reassurer that I can stay normal, because the light is at the end of our tunnel or whatever you'd think I'm in. I don't feel like I'm in a tunnel!

I wore my old vans today. So of course it rained. This morning was weird, being stuck in an elevator I think is the first time I've ever had an inkling of clausterphobia. Maybe if we couldn't have gotten ahold of anyone, it would have freaked me out after awhile? The whole time I was feeling hot and thinking about how I forgot to put on deodorant this morning. Funny, that was my worry. It would have sucked if we weren't on the bottom floor, if none of our cellphones worked, etc. But they did. A little 25-minute escapade of sorts, then off to work. Glad we made it, I don't like coming in late.

So that's my thoughts of the day. I feel dried up of thoughts. Want to finish my art projects!

When's the next ferry>>?

Tuesday, March 18, 2003

Oh Jesus. I can't believe I'm almost Done with this stupid frootybooter site. Just finished up the It'l dealer locator, which had me thinking sort of about our Stupid President. How do we convince other countries to carry our stoopid frootyboots if they hate us? Can I EVER move to Canada? Or maybe when B and I go down south, we'll just STAY in Mexico. That's my latest plan. I could hand in snowboarding in exchange for a seemingly-endless life of "el surf bum". Definitely fathomable.

The past two days, I've gotten great sleep. Still groggy when I wake up, but my new routine of waking up 15 minutes before I Need to really makes a difference on my alertness in the AM.

Fang seems depressed. Can fish do that? I think he's either:
a) tired of his little home in the flower vase
b) sick of having Avril's picture on his home

Both of which I know would irritate me. Maybe...it could be time to take the bratty girl down. Her pouty face can't be anything of help or encouragement to me, now can it?

This month is going by at a much slower pace than February was. I like that! Coming home from work and knowing that I have four hours or so of whatever I want to do ahead of me, I like that! This weekend I hope it's sunny or at least dry so we can go skating. Things have been so lovely with Brian lately. I'm getting excited anticipating his moving in. I'm afraid of feeling cramped, because I already feel like that but he's over and around so much of the time already that I don't think it will be a rough adjustment. Plus, knowing that we'll be getting our *own* place in two months is a good reassurer that I can stay normal, because the light is at the end of our tunnel or whatever you'd think I'm in. I don't feel like I'm in a tunnel!

I wore my old vans today. So of course it rained. This morning was weird, being stuck in an elevator I think is the first time I've ever had an inkling of clausterphobia. Maybe if we couldn't have gotten ahold of anyone, it would have freaked me out after awhile? The whole time I was feeling hot and thinking about how I forgot to put on deodorant this morning. Funny, that was my worry. It would have sucked if we weren't on the bottom floor, if none of our cellphones worked, etc. But they did. A little 25-minute escapade of sorts, then off to work. Glad we made it, I don't like coming in late.

So that's my thoughts of the day. I feel dried up of thoughts. Want to finish my art projects!

When's the next ferry>>?