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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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2003.12.21 9:41 p.m.

yeah, i really hate people. i'm going to give being-a-customer lessons. and they're going to be mandatory for people i hate. ugh. i'm going to be very happy to be done at the bay. oh so happy. and i've only got two shifts left. unfortunatly one is on boxing day. oh gross. three shifts left at jerry's. unfortunatly one is on a sunday. oh gross.

constantine went into jerry's yesterday. i wasn't there, but i heard about it (of course). i'd stopped thinking about him, except today i was missing hiphop nights. and sure hoping that he's not actually a dumb jerk, because he seems quite nice. though i do believe that he's a terrible teacher.

things are building up to make me quite glad i'm leaving. i guess that's partly good.

i haven't been seeing anyone lately. at all. how sad, i'm leaving so quick. i'm having more parties than i'm invited to. but it's always been like this. i'll be glad to get away from patterns. systems and all this and that. and everything.

three days until my birthday. ah haa ha. i love birthdays so much. i don't know what i want for supper yet. or for a cake. i need to decide. starting the 23rd, that's when it starts getting crazy. oh i'm going to be tired by the time i leave.

my aunt started cleaning my room today. already it's looking a little better. i'll be glad to get things under control. to start getting everything packed and/or boxed up. ah i'm going to miss everything. all my books and craft supplies (i'll get them shipped eventually..).

it's not going to snow. it's going to be +5 on christmas. what's the damn point of living in saskatchewan without a white christmas? cruddy.

i still have no place to live. countdown to homeless dying on the streets continue.

call me tomorrow, because i really need to see everyone.

i'm going for pasta with steve now. oh pasta..with steve.

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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