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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.

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2003.09.24 8:22 p.m.

oh my life keeps going. i'm so old. if i don't go to university/college soon, i feel that i will be too old. not that i've ever had trouble relating to those younger than me..just i would feel...wrong.

i'm supposed to go hang out with jeffmorton soon, but i don't feel like leaving my house. i'm so tired. and sad-ish. going out takes so much effort, and there really isnt' any point and i don't have any money...ect..ect.

i was also supposed to call erin walton about break dancing. but i'm also too lazy to do that. much.

i went to bed pretty early last night, but i'm still extremely tired. i did get up at 4.30 this morning i guess. i love love having time in the mornings. i'm starting to understand people who go to bed early and get up early. i'm not sure i'm quite ready to become completely one of them yet..but someday. i had such a nice morning. i did some stretches, went on the internet, read my monologue a few times, had some tea, fruit loops, and soy milk. i took my car to the garage to get an oil change and ran/walked/danced home. and was at work by 6.55. fun.

so, yeah, i finally got an oil change. $30. and he said it looked good, good enough for winter. sweet. knock wood. ah my little micrar. this just makes me want to go on road trips though. damn. and i talked to hillary and she's in edmonton managing a booster juice there for someone who's out sick. and she doesn't sound happy. and i want to go and visit her. she's so cute. i really want to go to edmonton. usually i'm allowed to do whatever i want, it's frustrating when i'm not.

work today was finefine. fairly productive i guess. i like it when it's steady-busy because otherwise i'd have nothing to do. danielle and i ran around. and i practiced my dancing. steve-dave came in even though she wasn't working and me and her and danielle decided to go travelling sometime after christmas, like maybe february. (this of course won't happen, but i'm looking forward to it anyways. man i like planning things.) danielle said she's quitting soon. i don't want her to. if steve-dave goes i go. then helen will have no day staff at all. whatsoever.

my horoscope was neat today. it said something along the lines of: you connect well with everyone today. you seem to have something substantial in common with everyone. something like that. this morning me and helen had a talk about science fiction/fantasy books. me and erinw talked about dance. and the most bizarre, was when me and heath happened to be breaking at the same time and we had this big discussion about how he wanted to be an actor at one point in his life (he's 25ish), or a stunt-man. i'm very up for him being a stunt-man and went on at him to go and study it. we talked about it off and on for the rest of the afternoon. he seems to be really considering it. i really sincerly hope he does go and do it. i like heath. in an odd way though, in a completely detached, we should never even bother trying to be friends way. odd. i like irritating him though.

i like getting to know people. certainly. i love finding out things i wasn't expecting. especially positive things.

i'd like to get out more into the world, to meet more people, like more things, find what i'm looking for.

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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