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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.

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2003.08.21 9:57 p.m.

i think my iron is really low again. all i do is sleep and sleep. i came home from work today and fell asleep reading my book. i was having really deep dreams. like i was really quite deeply into them. and people kept calling. and in my dream people kept calling. and coming by. i dreamt that melissa and fraser and toby came by to get a hash-filled revel bar. but i was in the middle of a dream in which i was having a baby. and then after i had the baby i retained the afterbirth and was in quite some pain and was unhappy and sick.

i think i'm going crazy.

when my friend megan first made me mix tapes in grade ten i used to fast forward over the radiohead bits. i hadn't realized that exit music was from romeo and juliet. i guess i hadn't seen that movie in years. years i say.

charlotte was training at work. who knew that her given name is charolette. it's just like omelette. uh, sorry. that's funny. i'm not terribly good at training people. i have a tendency to wander off or get distracted or talk to the cooks the whole time. sorry charlotte. we made really sweet ice cream cones and gave them to the staff. i actually did so much work today. especially in the morning. we de-cupped the fudge nut bars and i made ten billion waffle cones and dipped some bars. there were so many people on today. the best was when i shoved an ice cream cone into danielle's mouth and on her face. sweet.

erin walton is also working at jerry's now. that's odd. we'll see how it goes. i have a feeling she could get to be toooo much. especially if she'll be bussing all days with me. it's fine. i really think it's fine.

janel's car blew up or something. she was really upset about it, so i couldn't get any information about it, but it's completely wrecked...sucks. especially because she lives in warman.

alicia's going away party is tomorrow night. hopefully it's fun and not all wank sauce and so on. we'll going for supper and then to the bar. i hope alicia can get in though, as she's only 18. she goes to the bar a lot. especially divas. i should get her a little present. i wonder what she'd like.

mark was being pretty nice today. i talked to him breifly after i was done and he said 'hey meresnot' and i really thought he said 'mereslut'. we had a laugh. i really like working with enver, what a nice kid. i helped him find free food for lunch. he has the craziest hair ever. and it probably takes him a really long time to make it do that.

work people work people work people.

why is sleep the most inviting thing ever....i'm already considering going back to bed.

oh oh. i have phil stories. (phil? phill? what a strange name when you think about it.) the city working guy (i've decided that 'constantine' is an out-dated term). he ordered food this morning and it seemed like he waited a little for me to help him (a waffle with blackberries and blueberries). he was wearing a shirt that said 'proud to be a big brother' (like the volunteer bit you know? you know?) and i asked if he really was one. and he said yeah and then said about how it's really fun. wow if a man who likes kids isn't attractive, i don't know what is. i got off work slightly early and so i sat and had a muffin with the old men that come in every day. and phil and his partner city working guy mike(?) came in and sat with us too. it was pretty fun, those old men are quite funny. mike was asking me where i went to high school and i said bowman and he scoffed at me and then he asked when i graduated and then had a fit when we found out i was older than him (i had assumed that these two were at least 20, or 21, i still don't know how old phil is). but it turns out that phil is danica's cousin. danica being hillary's best friend. and hillary being one of my best friends (and the person who first introduced me to diaryland!). point being that this city is too freakin small. phil's strange. he has kind eyes and a pretty smile...but i feel cautious around him, like he would get irritated by how huge i can be. he has a soft voice and is pretty quiet.

man that was a long paragraph. fuck guy. boy do i like crushes.

never mind. i'm missing hillary now. and jeffmorton and kathy and everyone who's too far away. though i think both jm and killary are back in town now/soon.

it's 40 minutes since i started writing this. i keep getting up and going to do laundry and make tea and everything.

i want to go to ali's but i haven't seen people in a while and i'm not feeling like i know how to interact. just type and type.

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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