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.
note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.
2004.09.05 7:45 p.m.
try pie. try.
my mum made apple crisp today. my life is now possibly complete. or close to. steve's mum made rhubarb crisp. twinsies.
jazz tonight. i need to shower and stuff so i'll look extra pretty, and be not stinky. i hope it's fun. and that i dance. i do live for dancing. i should take more dance classes. mostly i like dancing and singing but i'm not brilliant at either one so i have to be an actor instead.
niki and i danced last night. we went to the freehouse and constantine was d.j.ing. steve and hillary came and it was pretty fun. we ate a lot of food and drank. i had some really good drinks. one tasted like a five-cent candy. in a hot way. i like freehouse food. but their menu is the silliest thing ever. it talks a lot about them being the 'evolution' of food and so on. thier food has opposible thumbs. little known fact.
the best part was dancing though. it was very late and we danced for close to an hour i think. with a bunch of other funny people. and did a lot of dances immmitating james reimer. (ha, he better be reading this.)
i had dinner with eliciaelliott yesterday. it was fun. but we did talk about a lot of crappy stuff that's been going on with her. it was pretty intense. with some of the stuff it was hard to know whether to laugh or cry at it. i like her bluntness a lot. and i'm supposed to go to some shows with her. and she's going to come to the plan on friday. funsies. i hope a lot of people go to the plan with me. i have to call j-anal and make her come. we went together many years ago.
i hate deciding what to wear every day. i want someone to come choose my wardrobe for me. i mostly make my mum make the major decisions. for christmas i want some pretty earings and necklaces. i really don't have enough. i've got to accessorize so that people don't notice my mum-chosen outfits.
the babies are coming over tomorrow. in the morning. that's good because today i slept in until almost 4 p.m. and that felt very silly. but also good at the same time, i was catching up i think. in advance.
i'm getting to the extreme missing toronto people point. it feels strange. only four months until i go back. and go back to missing everyone here. what an extreme
lose lose situation.
previously - and then
*oh random entry*
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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