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.
2005.03.16 2:03 p.m.
the red room has really cheap food. if you're ever in toronto and you want cheap food. go there. i wish i were there right now. anywhere actually that has good food.
i did have ten gingersnaps for breakfast though.
my mum's here. in the city i mean, not in the computer lab. she's pretty little. i always forget. especially outside of the house. her house is so small that everyone seems big in it.
she's pretty nice i guess. if you even like mums.
i don't think she likes sleeping at my house. touro makes sooo much noise and runs around and yells. i don't notice because i can sleep through anything. mmm touro.
she brought me gingersnaps and macaroni and cheese casserole. this is why it's good to take a plane. if she'd taken the bus the casserole would be gross.
i'm meeting her at the art gallery in a bit. i sent her there early so that i wouldn't have to spend too much time there. i'm uncultured and lame like that.
i think we'll go back through kensington which is good because i have no groceries. at all. and i need to pick up some more beautiful brie.
is niki home yet? hopefully. i wouldn't want her to get kidnapped.
nick got this part in summer theatre that he really wanted. he's going to go do 'billy bishop goes to war' in lindsey. that's very exciting. i wish i had excitement..
it's ridiculous because he complains about how he has too much going on and how it's overwhelming. but i'm so jealous. i'm overwhelmed with not having anything to do.
i'd really really like to do a play. right now.
i have a new theory (that will almost certainly be the downfall of our involvement) that he just wants to be in a relationship. that that is where he's comfortable and used to. and i just happened to be the first person to come along and fit into that.
i'm not sure it has anything to do with me at all.
maybe this is bunk. but it will sort itself out i bet.
and we've made tentative plans for sunday. which is after two weeks.
fraser says i shouldn't keep referring to nick as 'the two-weeker'.
i find it hilarious.
"i do not own a cellphone or a pager. i just hang around everyone i know all of the time and when they want me they say 'mitch' and i say 'what?' and turn my head slightly. "
i'm so tired.
i watched a video of my work in class yesterday. it turns out i'm the worst actor ever. who knew?
and could i use my eyebrows a little more? please? because then everyone will really really know how sad and desperate i am.
well. party party. or something
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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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