you plan, and then there's life
16 February 2002 at 8:28 pm

last night was fun. i went to iv with suzzi and her friends who came to visit and it was actually a lot of fun. suzzi and i need to party more often. and i met a really fucking hot boy, but that was all. sometimes, that's all you need.

then i came back and talked to becca from madeira and adam. both were depressed. i can handle depressed girls, becaus i am one and i know what i like to hear and i think i made her feel a little less bleak. adam, on the other hand, is difficult because i don't really know him, like, at all so i didn't know what to say. i think he thinks i'm a really weird stalker freak, but...oh well. i told him he should come visit me and when most people say that they say it flippantly, as they say most things, so i dont think he took it seriously. damn the society who cried wolf.

i fell asleep at 3a and had to wake up at 7:40a to go to a meeting at work at 8a and that was lame. then i came back and ran and had a very nice moment listening to weezer's only in dreams and sitting on the cliffs at high tide with the spray hitting me every few minutes. peaceful.

i showered and went to breakfast and silvergreens with suzzi and her friends and then we went downtown and i was so worn out, i wasn't any fun at all. a good thing, because i don't need to be spending any more money, but a bad thing because i hate that feeling of shuffling along and knowing you still have 3 blocks to go to get to your car and another 15 minutes to get home. bleh.

then lelia called and said she might go to la with all her friends and that was exciting so i told this kid robbie that i might be able to give him a ride to la. then i fell asleep for 3 hours and woke up at 8p and had a message from lelia saying they weren't going to la, so i called robbie and told him i couldn't give him a ride feeling like a dipshit because i'd waited so long to call him. it's not like i owe him anything though. this is the boy who told suzzi that he "might need to borrow her car this weekend." what? not only are they not even that close, but i wouldn't even ask my own mother that, let alone some random person. so i don't feel bad.

yes i do. when did i become nice?

i'm about to go to coldstone creamery with ex-roommate sarah and her friends, who just cut her hair. her hair was funky gorgeous and she pulled a kerri whats-her-name. the girl that was on that wb college show...shit, i can't even remember the name of the show. it's very cute because she has the bone structure for short hair. i think she should have just shaved it for extra effect, but i want everyone with good bone structure to shave their head because i couldn't because i would look like a boy and i have too many bad childhood memories of that.

suzzi's getting back around 9ish and i think we're going to IV again, which will be nice. i'm going to listen to billie and read wuthering heights and wait for sarah to come by to get ice cream. we'll see where the evening actually takes me.

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Hi. Morgan, 27, of Santa Barbara, CA. I am a hypocritical admirer of rhetoric (when it is my own) and an observer of literary trends. A secret: I don't take anything very seriously, and that includes myself.