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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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2003.12.20 10:08 a.m.

i'm two days behind in my advent calendar openings. i have this theory that it will slow down if i ignore it. brilliance? quite.

two weeks less a day and i'm lost and gone forever. four days until my birthday. five days until christmas.

want to know a secret? i don't really think that i'll be famous. honestly, i'm far too cynical to believe that. i guess i think i'll do something. be on tv or in a film. but beyond that... but someone was talking the other day that following your dream often leads to finding other dreams. honestly, i think i'd be happy having a house, kids, money, and time. and by time i mean, no real career. so what i really need is a rich and beautiful husband. who's good in the sack. what a flawless plan.

my mum's opening went quite well i'd say. it looked awesome, you should go by the library and have a look, and write in the comments book because that would make her happy. my doctor vicky holmes was there. oh vicky. she's mattdean, alisin, andrewkeith, and ellen(?)'s doctor too. sooo popular, impossible to book with. i thought i'd have to go to see a boy doctor for a physical before i left, but mum talked to vicky and she got me an appointment next week! she also bought a $700+ painting. which is great for my mum. my aunt's friend also wants a print of one, so extra good.

my aunt alison is here now, so it feels more like christmas. if it would snow i'd be all ready to celebrate, but this complete lack is painful and stupid. i want to build forts and go toboganning.

i went into wal-mart at 10.30 last night. christmas shopping is so bizarre. i also went to mcnally robinson as soon as i was off work, but there was no ellen. ah well.

just so you know, i'm not giving any friend presents until my party on the 28th, which you'll be at. right? potluck at 6, house party to follow. except i'll give steve hers because aparantly she's going to fernie instead of coming to my party. stupid fernie. ah stevie. at least we'll have the cocktail party.

i think i never want a job in customer service ever again. i hate people. i hate them. everyone is terrible at being a customer. there should be training. seriously. people are so rude and demanding and just plain stupid. unfortunatly, i have much experience now, and the only jobs i am really qualified to get are customer-oriented. great!

i'm also remarkably sick of meeting new people. i can't imagine how i'm going to feel in a month. at the bay i've stopped bothering to remember people's names. i mean, i have four shifts left or so, i just don't care. i've also stopped following three of the five 'high five!' steps. vomit vomit. and it feels good.

i'd really like to see hothotheat again. holy man, especially now that i listen to them and metric and the unicorns virtually every day. i'm excited for moses mayes. niki really really loves them, so i assume they'll be great. i'm glad i will be done all forms of works after the 28th. i really need to get other stuff done. and have a minute or two of sleep.

it looks as if i won't have a computer in toronto, so my diary will probably suffer. but i might have food, so it's a win-loose situation really. i wonder if i'll have to learn how to spell and capitalize in college. i wonder if i'll get to join a sorority. and get picked on. and terrorized. who else saw 'the skulls' starring joshua jackson (?? from dawson's creek anyway)? cause it was creeeepy. me and hillary saw it and it changed our lives. no, not really. but we like to say so.

i'm getting a pimple right on the end of my nose.

oh man, i just found out that hayden is playing a show with julie doiron at the beginning of march in toronto. ah, something, concrete and not-dependent-on-me to look so forward to.

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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