sorely mistaken
25 June 2003 at 8:50 pm

continuing my reign as the coolest girl ever, i called in sick to work today and slept in til 1, after being awakened a few times by a rather horny aaron. we took off to the dog park and spent an hour and a half throwing sticks into the water trying to get damian to fetch the expensive floaty dog toy he was supposed to get. i ended up having to wade into dog pee-infested waters to rescue it and almost had a panic attack because, apparently, i get claustrophobic in open bodies of water. fun times.

we went to kidd valley burgers (best burgers EVER, save for in-n-out) and pigged out in front of a practice studio by the name of jam box (or something) in lower queen anne. i hung out while aaron rocked out with his new workfriend, who kicks ass on his ragdoll drum set. i sat in the corner drinking beer and smoking cigarettes and glaring at the world, like all good groupies should.

michelle, the latest addition to the ever-growing ex-roommate list, is visiting tonight. she has only been here for 7 minutes and already she's on the phone with her pseudo-boyfriend (excuse me, boyfriend-boyfriend -- i stand corrected). some things never a change (especially after a week).

i spent my night curled up in a ball with nightmare after nightmare and kept waking up to a nice little stress migraine. as explained to my by the company therapist, headaches are normal after the rush of adrenalin that accompanies the instinctive fight-or-flight response.

a basic description of yesterday with entirely inappropriate tidbits of conversation:

//theglitterfades0 (8:47:29 PM): hey

defectived (8:47:58 PM): hi hi

defectived (8:48:07 PM): life good?

theglitterfades0 (8:48:08 PM): no

theglitterfades0 (8:48:11 PM): got robbed yesterday

theglitterfades0 (8:48:11 PM): at the bank

defectived (8:48:12 PM): i'd ask you to get something to eat with me

theglitterfades0 (8:48:15 PM): but is life ever good?

defectived (8:48:15 PM): but it's a long drive

theglitterfades0 (8:48:19 PM): not that bad

defectived (8:48:20 PM): no shit

theglitterfades0 (8:48:24 PM): not as bad as, say, maine

defectived (8:48:35 PM): were you scared?

theglitterfades0 (8:48:40 PM): yes

defectived (8:49:09 PM): how long was it?

defectived (8:49:12 PM): anyone get hurt?

theglitterfades0 (8:49:26 PM): 5 minutes, no

defectived (8:50:48 PM): what do you do after that?

defectived (8:50:52 PM): wait till the police come?

defectived (8:50:56 PM): did you get the rest of the day off?

theglitterfades0 (8:51:00 PM): yes and yes

theglitterfades0 (8:51:07 PM): and cried like a motherfucker

defectived (8:51:11 PM): did they close the bank for the day?

theglitterfades0 (8:51:13 PM): he had a gun :-(

theglitterfades0 (8:51:16 PM): yup

theglitterfades0 (8:51:18 PM): and i took today off too

defectived (8:51:21 PM): did he pint it at you?

defectived (8:51:29 PM): point

theglitterfades0 (8:51:31 PM): no, he didn't mean to show it to me

defectived (8:51:43 PM): did he hand you a note or something?

theglitterfades0 (8:51:43 PM): but there it was and he could have put an eye out with that thing

theglitterfades0 (8:51:45 PM): nope

defectived (8:51:50 PM): lol

theglitterfades0 (8:51:53 PM): walked right now with a mask over his face and said give me the money

defectived (8:52:03 PM): who did he go up to?

theglitterfades0 (8:52:03 PM): walked right in, ra ther

theglitterfades0 (8:52:04 PM): me

defectived (8:52:07 PM): oh shit

theglitterfades0 (8:52:11 PM): yeah

defectived (8:52:14 PM): god damn

theglitterfades0 (8:52:16 PM): yeah

defectived (8:52:21 PM): why you?

defectived (8:52:25 PM): how many other tellers were there?

defectived (8:52:36 PM): did you give him the money?

theglitterfades0 (8:52:39 PM): 3 other tellers, 1 at her teller window. i had to go empty her money tool

theglitterfades0 (8:52:42 PM): too

theglitterfades0 (8:52:43 PM): yeah, we have tgo

theglitterfades0 (8:52:52 PM): the most important thing about a robbery is, do what the robber says

theglitterfades0 (8:53:02 PM): unless he says dance like a chicken, because that would be too much humiliation to bear

theglitterfades0 (8:53:06 PM): it's in the handbook and everything

defectived (8:53:09 PM): what if he told you to hop on one leg and bark like a dog?

theglitterfades0 (8:53:16 PM): "do not, under any circumstances, dance like a chicken"

defectived (8:53:17 PM): oh

theglitterfades0 (8:53:19 PM): "or bark like a dog"

defectived (8:53:22 PM): are you serious?

theglitterfades0 (8:53:24 PM): no

defectived (8:53:36 PM): that'd be odd.

theglitterfades0 (8:53:38 PM): yes

//

getting back to the whole new friend/not jaded enough thing: i mean, honestly, could i have called it any better? dear world: fuck you for making shitty people. but thanks for the cool ones. love, me.

"you can fall for pretty strangers / and the promises they hold." and:

"i am finally seeing / that i am the one worth leaving."

no worries, i'm being melodramatic.

how pissed am i that i missed the pretty girls make graves show a few days ago? (answer: very) i'm in the habit of seeing them every chance i get because they were at my very first punk rock show (at which the headliners were the icarus line and featured the superbly kickass the eyeliners) and i like to relive the experience [when holier-than-thou sarah (hah!) and hippie stine ditched me halfway through to explore the galleries of la]. they were also at the show at the living room in sb (which, sadly, is being shut down, but what can you expect from a venue located in a strip mall?), and that's where i fell in love with your enemies friends. strangely, psycho cafe played the same night and they had given me a cd outside of the first show. santa barbara is full of coincidences. wait, that's not right: it's full of cliches. there we go.

quote of the evening thus far, via michelle: "i can't wait to talk about sex!"

new quote of the evening, same source: "it's the best firahworks show this sida tha mississippi!"

go listen to the first song (pills). i sing at the end -- i'm the one who's completely offkey: mama, ima rockstar!

in the meantime, i'll be bobbing around to elvis presley while we pack up the rest of michelle's shit. have lovely evenings.

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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.