if you don't like what's happening now, then you'd better change what happens next
i remember how things used to be
am i feeling logical? no, i don't think so. the new bran van 3000 single makes me happy to be alive.
i don't buy things anymore. i haven't bought anything for three days. my goal is to make it to the end of april without spending another cent. (high-grade necessity items [birth control pills, bus passes and library fines] are exempted.) I feel pretty good about this. I am on my way to financial responsibility. Also, social ruin. Oh well.
Note additions to sidebar: new links, picture of me with fabulous rock hair, and running tally of shopping-free days.
what a glorious day! my english exam is over, and it was relatively painless; the backstreet boys are playing very loudly; i am finding new furniture for my sims; and outside the weather is splendid. before my exam i lay outside on the grass and read my book in the sunshine. this is april! i ought to live somewhere warm, you know. the seratonin!
IE has this neat function where, whenever you fill out a blank as in a form, a little drop-down menu appears with previous things you've typed in previous blanks. As soon as I typed in "hey," my browser suggested "hey, weird fact!", and who am I to argue?
April 22-28 is TV turnoff week. Am I willing to miss THAT SEVENTIES SHOW? Probably. SURVIVOR? Yeah-- I haven't watched it in awhile. BUFFY-- they're all reruns. But Malcolm in the Middle... I don't think so. It does't count if it's Sunday night, right?
i've been very busy. thursday: went to that concert at the billiard club after work. friday: went to bridget jones's diary, out for dinner with my family, and then to theatresports. saturday: had people over for breakfast, worked until 7, when went to see blow. sunday: went to work until 5, then had people over for dinner.
today i'm doing nada mucho. i have a long list of insignificant tasks written on my think-and-drive post-it, although i'm pretty sure "play majesty for three hours" wasn't on the list. mission creep. alas.
saturday: "i have a feeling BLOW wasn't supposed to be as funny as it was, but meghan and i shouldn't sit next to each other, except we should. for one thing, peewee herman is in it, which is in itself disturbing. also, ray liotta and johnny depp both get very old and fat. ray liotta gets blue hair. ray liotta is supposed to be johnny depp's father, but in real life i think they are almost the same age. hollywood needs to diversify.
when johnny depp appeared onstage in a particularly jarring hairstyle: JOCELYN: "Those sideburns--" JOCELYN and MEGHAN, in unison, emitting high-pitched fashion-emergency-scream accompanied by simultaneous little hand-wave: "aaaahhh!" [Followed by several minutes of giggles during particularly serious part of movie. v. bad.] [Note: this is the same scream-and-wave that becky does in her impersonation of oscar fashion critics: "I heard marisa tomei made her own dress. oh. my. god."]
"I'm afraid your $30 million has been seized by the panamanian government. i apologize. someone should have called you."
MEGHAN: "Manny should have called you!"
i also particularly enjoyed our whispered discussions about plot developments with the complete strangers sitting behind us. "do you think his mom turned him in?" "yeah, i think so." "it makes sense." and then later, GUY BEHIND US: "who's that?" MEGHAN: "his daughter." GBU: "oh."
Well, well. Vell, vell. Finals are approaching. Time to start studying. I thought last night was fun. I'll be watching TV until further notice. Stay loose. Play fast and hard with fate. (PS: name the play that line comes from, and you win my undying respect and admiration!)
In the latest episode of Jocelyn's Exciting Adventures, my hard drive spitzed (that is a new word I just made up) and took off with a rock and/or roll band to California. In the meantime...
...I became convinced that my fish had eaten my snail, and then i became convinced that my fish had a fungal infection. these two events caused me a lot of distress. then i realized that the snail was on my fish, and it looked like a fungus, and... relief.
...i accumulated $16 in fines at the university library...
...i saw the neil simon play "Last of the Red-Hot Lovers" at the varscona...
...I almost finished reading "The End Of The Affair", which is really terrifically good...
...I got a swanky new 10 gig hard drive and 32 more megs of memory (this 166 pentium is supercharged, baby!)-- and not only that, but it has all my old data on it! them folks at macrotronics edmonton are data heroes. They did all this data recovery work-- which involved complex old-computer-drive finding and such-- for free. Rock on!...
...I saw ROMEO AND JULIET at the citadel...
...I went to the backroom vodka bar with my friends on friday...
... I went to work twice...
...I'm almost finished my classes....
...I have cool 70s hair...
I think I've used more ellipses in this entry than ever before in my life. See you guys on Thursday!
Sorry folks, Jocelyn's computer is really fried. So instead, this is I, a friend of Jocelyn's.
At this moment, I'm terribly jealous of Manny. The bank representative who enabled Jocelyn with plastic. Otherwise known as the cash to buy different apparel with which to encase her bosom and those other insignificant organs.
Please, can we have a moment of silence for Jocelyn's lost Sim families.
hey, youguys, I want sex too! That and lots and lots of stickers.
I think we are all asking ourselves this question: why not me?
I am asking myself why not me. I mean, is there something I don't know... about me?
Oh well.
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This site has the most wonderfully puzzling mail art projects, zines, etc. I think I know what I'm getting all yous guys for Christmas.
Also, I am so ordering a robot hoodie from these two girls [and their garage].
The email I sent them:
I'm sorry in advance. I always hassle people with cool stuff online and I feel guilty about it. But I need to know how you ship your international orders (ie, I live in Canada.) Is it by courier or by normal-people mail? I ask only because the folks at Canada Customs are continually coming up with new ways to take away my money, and I must outwit, outplay, outlast them.
When we were gone to SK last weekend, my dad turned the heat way down in our house, and killed all my SeaMonkeys. I'm doomed. Ashes to ashes, freeze-dried to freeze-dried, I suppose.
Word to the wise: stickernation has a cool set of .PDF downloads which you can print onto your own stickers. I wish you could order them online, though. I'm very enamoured of vinyl.
