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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2003.08.10 5:42 p.m.
very very very very last day of the fringe. sigh. until next year. if i'm here. if you're here. ai ai.
me and carlan went to see 'a canadian bartender at butlin's' it was very very good. tj dawe is such a master storyteller, amazingly good at making everything interesting. no wonder ellen loves him. i want to do something like that at some point. a very good one-woman-show. that'd be awesome, no one to share the stage with, no one to get more attention than me.
then we wandered a little one last time. sigh. i bought two pairs of silk pants at a stand in the vendor village, they were twenty dollars each, but gorgeous. one pair in blues with silver embroidery and one moss green with silver as well. they are the sarong wrap pants. so good for summer. terrible for winter, but that's the way the...pork. i also bought some sweet sweet nag champa, my room is really in need of it i think. paper lamps, white netting and christmas lights. black and white prints and 15 blankets. nag champa ties in. i'm such a walking stereotype. but it's so gorgeous.
i've drank so much booster juice in the past week. and so many samosas. i've been getting more and more used to only eating out...this is not good. i don't really have any money. and never will the way things are going...
i watched 'me without you' last night. as i predicted, i thoroughly enjoyed it. it was well made and well written and really good. it wasn't amazing..but what is, really? and jen from dawson's creek? yeah, apparantly she can act.
i feel like watching more and more movies. and sleeping.
we had our last show yesterday. 91 people. biggest house yet. that's so good. it felt very...satisfying. i have to get some stuff back from those boys. i hope they're happy, they did a really good job.
mitch's house afterwards was....one part horrible and one part pretty funny, which balances in retrospect to fine. i'm not sure that people understand how irritating pulling is. especially for like 8 people. it's illegal, it makes me feels weird and guilty. i wasn't even drinking, so it sucked having to buy it for other people. yeah, you didn't have to blah blah. the i would have seemed like more of a bitch. yes, that is true. it's getting crazy how much everyone's doing mushrooms and smoking pot and drinking. i think there should be limits. and common sense.
i don't know what i'm going to do now that ness creek and the fringe are done. now there's no point to summer. i guess i'll work. and work. and blow jerry's up.
that's the ticket.
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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