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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2002.08.08 12:55 a.m.
mmm fringe. treating me well well well this year. mmm fringe food.
everything feels good. well, that's clearly a lie....but most stuff feels pretty okay.
i'm a crazy kind of an interacter. mostly due to how i don't know how to. and how i dont' care. at the time. but then later i do sometimes.
me and alisin went to see this town last night. it wasn't as good as i'd hoped, but it was definatly worth it. it was fun. and just very pleasant to watch. the two actors were very very good. it wasn't as funny as if could have been though....but nice. yeah.
i know this girl tina and we make a point of always acknowledging each other when we're near. always. (this started at ness creek when we realized that we both knew who the other was, but never acknowledged knowing them.) anyways, it's always a big to-do when we see each other and we've never discussed anything except acknowledgment. and then alisin introduced herself to tina, so now they do it too. joke stealer. nothing. anyways last night me and alisin were walking down twelfth back to broadway and tina pulled over onto the wrong side of the street to stop beside us, just to acknowledge us. it was great. and then she gave us a ride to five corners. what a fun thing. i love situations. reoccuring situations that make me laugh.
i don't think that people should smoke pot and drive. not even hours later. not even. maybe 6 hours. but it makes you tired. and tired=bad driver. and your reflex time is slowed. a lot. there are now rules for it being okay i guess...enough time. and so on. pretty soon it will be okay in my crowd to do it as long as you drive slowly.
i had this dream last night that i purposely put off making the cakes for too long just because tom was irratating me about them last night. ha.
i like how bus greg doesn't dress like a hippie. i probably don't want to date bus greg. i like having someone harmless and ineffectual to think about.
i don't like hank. i want hank to leave me alone.
someone should do stand-up comedy about this weather. bad stand-up comedy. (what's wiiith this weather? i mean, is it hot or is it stormy? who keeps asking for this rain? i mean...commmmme on....)
happy birthday chala.
i was happy to see jeffmorton yesterday. i was happy that he stayed to talk to us and wanted to be there. i was happy that i didn't want to talk to him more than he wanted to talk to me. i was happy that we still infuriate each other, in this good way. the almost-too-familiar-i-know-what-you're-doing kind of a way.
maybe tomorrow it won't rain.
and more fringe and more fringe
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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