disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.
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2004.10.23 12:51 p.m.
i love mixtapes. i love mixtapes better than i love mixcds. i also love making mixtapes. they're such a bizarre art form. because they're not..art..
most of the music that i like is because someone's gone out of their way to show it to me or give some to me or put it on a mixtape for me. i think that's a good way to get music. the whole beginning of me being..who i am..(ew i'm so deep) was when megan made me mixtapes in grade 10. if you don't know her..she's really really good at making tapes. and her older sister had soooo many good albums to get music off. she's why i know anything about radiohead, eric's trip, guided by voices, the pixies, beth orton, etc etc.. actually, both tapes she made me got stolen..and i'm still sad.
no one would ever describe me as winsome.
if you're ever doing a crossword and you get stuck on a clue about raw rock, it's 'ore'. that got me and hillary for awhile. but now we know. but if you get the clue captain janeway's ship..you'll probably know the answer.
i think we're getting better at the crosswords..i like going through and doing all the easy answers first.
hey, does anyone want to have a crossword party?
i'm excited for dancing tonight. i hope everyone is coming, i wonder if john knows about it.. the parades against parades + paper*kites show at the new le relais. on 4th ave. north, close to that funeral home. too bad it wasn't in the funeral home..that'd be hot.
last night was silly and good. and funny. i went to fraser's to help put all their cd stuff together..except that i really didn't help at all. i just ate a lot of chips. but it was still pretty fun. alisin was there..and no one's really seen her since she's been home..and i really really like ali lake. except that i don't think we know how to interact, which actually makes things more fun. i love it when everyone's trying to talk and make jokes and no one gets a chance to tell their hillarious story...it's just amazing in this crazy way.
i've really missed all these kids.
you know how sometimes there's that really annoying drunk person who's always slightly drunker and louder than anyone else? yeah, that's me..except without the being drunk part.
then after midnight (when it was fraser's birthday) mattdean, fraser, and i went to the yard where fraser didn't even get i.d.ed. boooo. but they did drink a lot of beer..well, a lot for them..which really isn't much at all. it was overly nice..it's been so long since i've hung out with just them. there's some parts of earlier years that i liked so much. and miss so much. i mean, i don't miss highschool..but i sure miss some of the stuff i did and some of the people i knew.
i finally convinced them (mostly drunk fraser) to leave the bar and we were walking to supertruck and we got honked at and almost fell over..but it turned out to be niki and jamesreimer, so i (obviously) yelled 'jesus shit' and jumped up and down a bunch of times. and then we tried to get in the car..which was locked.. but then they got out and we stood around talking for an absurdly long time. it was a very odd group.. and very funny. i hear that james is sick..i really hope he feels better soon. wow, he probably shouldn't have been out so late.
guys..i really think the patch adams jokes are funny. i'm so so sorry.
did you hear don cherry won greatest canadian?
then we drove mattdean home..wow, could he live a little further away? i was glad that they came out..and glad that fraser didn't try steering for me for too long. i think drunk people should have to only ride in the back. haha just kidding mum. what..
i like nights when i don't get home until four and all the streetlights are blinking off and on and it's mostly deserted and beautiful.
i had crazy vivid dreams last night. i really like it when that happens.. except some of the dreams were kind of awkward..sometimes i wonder about my subconcious. also i had dreams about booster juice, that's my favorite..when i spend all my time working or dreaming about working.
i'm going to a christmas movie this afternoon. even though i hate ben affleck... i love christmas... and hillary has gift certificates. which means lots of candy candy candy candy candy candy candy candy candy candy.
and a riotous good time.
previously - and then
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all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15
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