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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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2004.03.17 1:00 p.m.

i like nights out. i like getting home and feeling toronto-ish and old and wide-awake and sober at 4 in the morning. and still kind of giddy-silly.

when i got home there was a message on my machine from chala saying come get some supper. i like machine messages. how welcoming to come home to. so i went and ate some salad and cheesebread with her, priscilla, and the infamous park bench. it was quite nice. and chala's mum send me a GIANT cappucino chocolate bar. a woman after my own heart..oh so good. i ate too much and felt ill. but it was so worth it.

then chala went out to meet sweetsarah and read poetry in kalendar. and park, priscilla, and i danced around, and looked up things on the interweb and lay around talking. until parkbench almost fell asleep.

so then we had to go out. so we went to see anothe rblue d oor again. and i was so pleasantly surprised by how good the first band was. known as the mar kinside, they were so pretty-sweet-rock-goodness in a great way. oh-ho indie-rock, i'll marry you. and after the show two of them, geordie and geoff (no lie) were rave-dancing and i went and danced with them and made e jokes. (and by e i mean ectasy, not electronic) terrible fun! and then i bought their cd and got them all to sign it (i love that), and talked breifly with chris and gus. i think chris should change his name to gris. to fit in. but he has such a scratch-loud-strong-grip voice. i quite enjoy. and dancing. good for that.
they reminded me so much of the kids at home. especially of ryanpollard and fraser, in their fun confident boy way. i hope to go see them again soon. and make friends..

and another blue door was so good again too. i talked to nathan for a bit. though not long enough. i have no idea what's between us..if anything. he's sweet though, quite, and kind. i hope that we do hang out and do know each other. at some point. i bought thier cd as well, and got it signed.

i told nathan that i was going to be a groupie. and he said 'for us or for them?' and i said 'oh, i think i'll just slut around..you know me!' and then i made an awkward funny face and he followed suit.

i'm painfully ridiculous.

i've taken quite the shine to park bench. you should really go to his site too while you're at it - here. and see all the stuffs he's done. i think he drinks too much though..and is funny about it. but he's nice and interesting and pretty funny. i want to work with him at some point because i think it would be so interesting. we were making him do all his voice-over commercials for us. like the oh henry and reeses peices and so on. you've guaranteed heard his voice. lately even. so bizarre. and neat.

i have more to say for once. and little time. but i'm happy..and becoming more torontonian, but with more dancing..

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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