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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.

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2003.03.01 1:48 a.m.

hmm. i was sick today. i watched mister dressup. i used to do this as a young-un so it was, you know, sentimental... then i read a book. well, half of a book. 'the lovely bones' so far so excellent. no wonder everyone's reading it. very complex and realistic. i might go read it some more.

except i have a play tomorrow morning. and i have to be there at 10. ick. also, i am not prepared. sigh. i hope everyone else is. i think this is the least ready i've felt. tristan has yet to make all of his cues. he is constantly talking and wandering off..and so on. i hate him. i hope the play is fine.

tonight was pretty enjoyable. went to earls' for alyssa and alix and tom's birthday dinner. there was too many of us, and i felt bad for the waitress. but you know, she probably got some good tip...right? i like fraser. matt didn't even come, even though it was supposed to be his birthday dinner too. what a dumbass. i hate boring chocolate cake. it really wasn't that good.

i feel older these days. i'm not sure how much more talk of highschool i can take. i guess most people are graduating..so it should be over. but then we're all leaving. might as well just end it all now. seriously though. high school = boring conversation for those not involved.

melissa's was kind of fun afterwards. also slightly...out of place feeling. probably brought that on myself. i wish that clint had come a bit earlier, or left with me, as i like to spend time with him, and perhaps he felt slightly out of place as well.

i went to the publican to see travis for his birthday. it went far better than i'd expected. i really like travis. he fits really well, just into my patterns of being or something. i forget sometimes how much he makes me laugh. i was going to leave soon after i got there, but i'm glad i didn't. more people came that i knew. and i got to know a couple of cool strangers. travis got this book of strange proverbs from all countries that was amazing. here are my favorites:

"even if you ride your horse well, do not attempt to sit on your horses' head."
"fires and poor people do not like to be poked."
"the man with the nostrils is mr. nose among the noseless."

amazing i know. mat busby was there. i haven't seen him in forever, so that was neat. it's incredible the way you can just fall back into patterns with people. not ten minutes into the conversation we're making jokes about going to make out. travis, mat, and i realised that we had all made out with each other, and therefore formed some sort of triangle. rock town. jeff pederson was there. man i love him. and we did our jeff handshake (i'm merejeff!) and angie punched him in the crotch. i talked with brendan reese (he's so nice) and jon ostrander and so on. it was just really fun and i felt really fitting in and all that.

i like people. and doing stuff. ya know? here's one for the road.

"mistakes aren't piles of hay, otherwise there'd be more fat ponies."

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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