Friday, February 28, 2003
it was in an old building [like most stuff in Lawrence] ... and a corner unit ... there was a front door to go into the 2 story building and then each apartment had it's own door ... so my windows looked out over the front of the building facing the street and our parking/front door ...
I went out with this really nice guy a couple of times ... he was huge ... like 6'5" and his most distinguishing characteristic besides the bright blue eyes was that he had alopecia ... the man didn't have a single hair on his body ... anywhere ...
we had fun the times we went out ... but there was never that "spark" ... I really enjoyed partying with him and found him totally sexy ... but in one evening he went from sexy to a bit freaky ...
it was almost 3 in the morning and I was totally asleep ... when I awoke to someone pounding on my door ... I didn't have a peephole and wasn't about to open my door at that time ... so I crouched down at the window in my bedroom and peeked out the blind hoping to catch a glimpse of whomever it was as they exited the building ...
when I saw the bald head glowing in the moonlight I thought ... "what the hell is he doing here at this time" ... as I watched out the window I saw him get on his bike and just ride up and down the drive in front of the building for about 10 minutes ... and then peddle off down the street ... I giggled and thought ... "well that was one unprepared booty call ... glad I didn't open the door"
I laid back down only to be awoken again about 30 minutes later by pounding on the door ... followed again by the bike riding up and down the drive ... I watched for a while and then went back to bed ... before I even fell asleep I heard the cabinets in the kitchen opening and closing ... like the cat was sticking his paw in to try and open the door but it just kept closing ...
I got up to tell Harley [my cat at the time] to stop it ... only to see Harley standing back from the cabinets watching them in wonder ... when the cabinet under the sink did it again I freaked ... I turned on the kitchen light ... slowly I walked up to the sink ... crouched down ... braced myself ... and yanked the doors open ... to find myself face to face with his big bald head ...
see the building was so old that at one time there was ice delivery for the ice box ... and the little doors were still in tact but now [if they worked ... most were screwed or nailed shut] opened up under the kitchen sink ... well [we'll call him] Steve had pried the door open and was trying to get into the house under the kitchen sink ... unfortunately he was too big for the little door and got stuck ...
I ran out into the hall yelling "what the hell do you think you are doing ... if I didn't answer my door that means I don't want you here" ... my neighbor ... a 60 year old Chinese man came into the hall with his broom and started smacking Steve on the ass saying "she no want you here ... she no want you here"
I just burst out laughing ... my neighbor keep hitting him in the ass and Steve kept crying out ... "Liz I'm stuck ... I'm stuck ... I would leave if I could get out from under the sink" ... he kept wiggling and wiggling and I kept laughing and laughing ... until he eventually got himself free ... I said "Steve you are drunk ... go home and go to sleep ... I'll see you later"
the next day our building's totally bitchen handy man was working on stuff in my apartment when Kris and Heather came over ... I was telling them the story and the three of us were laughing so hard that the whole thing even happened ... my friends have always joked that if you want weird stuff to happen hang out with Liz ... Rick [the handyman] said ... "ladies I'll be right back" ... then we heard some pounding in the hallway ... we went out and he was in the process of putting about 30 huge nails all around the ice door ... and then said ... "I'll be back in about 30 minutes" ... when he returned he had a drill and a brand new peephole for my door ...
Steve called me that night and apologized profusely ... he said he really just wanted to see me and hang out and didn't have my phone number with him and that in the future would never try to get into my apartment under my kitchen sink ... I told him not to worry there was no way he was getting through that door again ...
Thursday, February 27, 2003
I cried when I heard the news Mr. Rogers is no longer around to invite us to his neighborhood |
first I have become hooked on "I'm a Celebrity ... Get Me Out Of Here" ... I haven't missed it yet ... even more so now that the phone calls are votes to keep people at camp I spend the hour I am watching the show voting for my two favorites ...
One is Melissa Rivers ... I have always liked her and Joan ... for as long as I can remember I have loved Joan Rivers ... when she used to sit in for Johnny Carson my mom would tape them for me so I could watch them the next day ... besides Melissa is pretty kick-ass on the show ...
the second goofy confession I have is that I am really digging Cris Judd ... I never knew too much about him and never thought I would want to ... but on the show he is awesome ... and his recorded message when you call and vote for him is so hysterical it makes me want to call more ...
ok ... that is the end of goofy confession time ... :)
tomorrow my other gift should arrive which makes me feel nice ... I wish I had remembered to bring the tracking numbers home with me ... I always love tracking my packages and seeing where they are ...
David is still asleep which is nice ... it is almost like having the house to myself ... I still can't call Heather and have a nice bitch session ... but ya know ya give up some stuff living with the one you love ...
ya know I was thinking this morning ... my birthday is coming up and I sure home someone gets me the "I Love Lucy" DVD's ... it seems like such an obvious gift I thought someone would have gotten one at Christmas for me ... but maybe they were waiting for my birthday ... :)
well for now I must get back to work ... even if it is working from home ... :)
this combination can't make for a great day ...
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
the first camp I started going to was Camp Hollywoodland ... it was an inner-city sleep away camp in Griffith Park near the Hollywood sign ... it was fabulous ... a whole week away from home ... swimming and crafts and archery ... like a big slumber party ... the movie Piranha was actually filmed at the camp ...
a couple years after I started going to Camp Hollywoodland I also started going to The Big Bear Tennis Ranch up near Big Bear Lake ... obviously a little more ritzy playing tennis and all ... I grew to like it better because camp session were 2 weeks rather than one ... so I got to stay for longer ...
the summer before my senior year in high school I took a job as a camp counselor at The Big Bear Tennis Ranch ... my tennis was alright but not the caliber to teach others ... most of the campers would have kicked my ass ... so I took a job teaching arts and crafts ... it was awesome ... my first day there I met a girl named Tami and we were instantly friends ... totally inseparable ... like we had known each other our whole life ... she was from Arizona and I from California ... so after the summer ended we did all we could to visit each other as often as possible ...
as much as I loved Tami ... she as quickly as I ... will admit on occasion she could be a bit flighty ... so when I was running late to pick her up at the airport in Los Angeles I started to panic ... she had never been there so before she left I had told her "no matter what time you land ... wait at your gate and I will meet you there ... with traffic I might be running late" ...
as I walked into the airport I saw on the monitor that her plane had already arrived ... I raced to get in line at the metal detector fearing she started to wander around LAX to try and find me ... when my turn approached to walk through the metal detector ... the buzzer went off ...
this huge, cuddly, black woman running the metal detector said ... "darling I believe your belt set off the detector ... could you please remove it?"
I wasn't thinking about myself or my attire at all ... I was just worried Tami left the gate and it would take us an hour to find each other ... therein lies my mistake ... for I was wearing "sack jeans" ... ya know the ones in the 80's "just cinch it" ... 5 sizes too big with a belt below the belt loops holding them together ...
without the slightest vision of what was to come I whipped off my oversized riveted belt to have these huge pants drop to my ankles ... there had to be 30 people in line behind me ... and I just stood there in a cropped t-shirt and my underwear ... the security woman said "my honey you sure have lost a lot a weight there" ...
as I bent over to pull up my jeans ... through the laughter I could hear Tami's laugh loud and clear as she cried out ... "my oh my Lizzie now that is a welcome if I have ever seen one" ...
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Once upon a time,
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in a land far away,
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a beautiful, independent,
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self-assured princess
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happened upon a frog as she sat,
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contemplating ecological issues
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on the shores of an unpolluted pond
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in a verdant meadow near her castle.
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The frog hopped into the princess' lap
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and said: "Elegant Lady,
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I was once a handsome prince,
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until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
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One kiss from you, however,
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and I will turn back
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into the dapper, young prince that I am
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and then, my sweet, we can marry
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and setup housekeeping in your castle
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with my mother,
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where you can prepare my meals,
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clean my clothes, bear my children,
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and forever
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feel grateful and happy doing so.
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That night,
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as the princess dined sumptuously
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on a repast of lightly sauté frog legs
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seasoned in a white wine
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and onion cream sauce,
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she chuckled and thought to herself:
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I don't freakin think so.
Monday, February 24, 2003
they were probably about $3 marked down 10 times cause who would buy them ... they seriously were disturbing ... but I loved them and she gave in ...
the moment we got home the nagging began ... I explained how I had to show my friends cause they were just the most beautiful shoes in the world ... I went on and on like that all night till she finally agreed I could wear them to school the next day ...
... mind you I was in 2nd grade and they were easily 4 inch platforms ...
I awoke so excited ... this was 1978, body suits with the ruffle around the shoulders and straight leg jeans were the big thing ...I put my wine colored body suit on ... slipped the elastic ruffle around my shoulders ... slid into my jeans that had a shiny gold record on one pocket ... and the word "Disco" with a rhinestone above the "I" on the other pocket ... buckled up my new platform neon green sandals and dolled myself up in a rabbit fur jacket ... [shit I am laughing just writing this ... the jacket was mixed fur that zipped up and was truly gross thinking about it now ... but hot in 1978]
there my mom stood watching her hooker looking 8 year old walk to school ... after I picked up my friend Ashley [who by the way thought my ensemble was dynamite] her mother promptly called mine to ask if she had seen me leave the house ... all the while holding back the laughter ...
everyone at school was way into the outfit ... everyone but my teacher Miss Campbell who found it rather distracting ... so much so that she pinned a note onto my ruffled body suit that simply said ...
"In the future please make sure Elisabeth is sent to school with proper shoes so she may participate in PE"
that was the last time I left the house looking like a hooker ...
ok I should find something work-wise to do ... I wish it were 3 and time for me to go home already ... that would be nice ... even if we have to go grocery shopping before going home ... hahaha at least we will have food in the house ... :)
Sunday, February 23, 2003
when I moved to New York I started coloring my hair for fun ... my hair has always been super-duper dark brown and to me had just gotten boring ... so I got a beautiful burgundy color and had fun doing it ... it was never that noticeable unless I was in direct light so it was fun ... well the year we spent living with my mom she spoke often of not liking the color ... as the dye fades it turns kind of reddish ... maybe more light brown/red ... either way she hated it ... and to avoid conflict I stopped dying it ... but I live in my own place now and unfortunately started seeing gray ... not a lot but enough to make pig tails looks stupid on me ... and it just bugged me ... so tonight I colored my hair and it came out fantastic ... not a spec of gray ... and the color looks great ... and I figure as long as I keep doing it there will be no time for it to turn red ... :)
Alias tonight was great ... I just love Jennifer Garner ... she is my hero as of late ... I would love to be able to afford to hire a trainer and say ... push me to get in the same shape as Jennifer ... that is my little mini dream right now ... I wish someone or something or even myself could push me to do that ... I think about it all the time but have yet to find a way to motivate myself ... hopefully I will start doing my yoga more regularly and get into some sort of routine that will be good for me ... :)
ok enough Sunday night rambling ... I gotta get some sleep ... besides I want to read some of my trashy magazines about the reality shows before I doze off ... :)
they really rocked last night ... but I noticed I kept thinking ... hummmm I would really like to make a sandwich with Dave Grohl and Taylor Hawkins ...
Saturday, February 22, 2003
this is great ... I just thought of a link I wanted to add and it took me about 2 seconds ... woohoo ...
I hope everyone has sweet sweet dreams tonight ... :)
Friday, February 21, 2003
it really is much more fun giving them ... and I am getting better and better at keeping gifts a secret ... I used to be able to hold the surprise about 5 minutes ... now I can actually wait till the person gets their gift ...
me ... if someone tells me they found the perfect gift I will bug the shit out of them till they tell me ... I would rather not know they found something ...
so last night I was prepared ... I packed up the necklace I made ... packed up all the fabric for Heather ... and had it all ready to go this morning ... hauled it all down to the car [if a chore involves hauling anything down the 4 flights of stairs here I am a pro at PROcrastinating ... we still have boxes up here that need to be taken to work to dispose of ... and those are empty ... so hauling Heather's two huge boxes was an amazing accomplishment] ...
the first thing I did once I got to work was log into my UPS thingy and make labels ... and this afternoon they were picked up to be shipped out ... woohoo ... now if I can keep my mouth shut during the weekend two people will have nice surprises next week ... woohoo
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so now I must find something to make for dinner ... I made a deal with David ... if I cooked dinner he would clean the litter box ... shit I would make that deal any day ... :)
Thursday, February 20, 2003
in there I found a plethora of fabric samples ... good stuff ... heavy fabric and jeans material ... including little swatches too ... well at IKEA anything they are throwing out employees could buy for 5 bucks ... I loaded up an entire shopping cart with fabric ... bags and bags and bags of it ... and they sold it all to me for 5 bucks ... plus my 30% off ... I had such plans ... pillows for the larger pieces and quilting for the swatches ...
that was in 1997 ... and for 6 years I have been carting this fabric everywhere ... I made 2 eye pillows that I never even finished and that is it ...
so in an effort to streamline my life and our home I boxed all of it up ... even the fabric I really wanted to use to make throw pillows ... and tomorrow I am mailing it all the Heather ... she sews ALL THE TIME ... she is now working on purses and with the heavy velvet fabric she can make some bitchen stuff ...
so off it all goes ... it was hard to pack up because my good intentions are still there ... but I know Heather will put everything to good use and love the fabric ... and hey I might even get a groovy purse out of the deal ...
my office is in a rural area and roads were only partially cleared ... people were driving sooooooo close to each other trying to use the 2/3s of a lane that were open ... and once getting to the office I had to shift the car into 4-wheel drive so I could park on a huge snow drift ...
even though it took me 3 times as long to get home I was so happy to get here ... thank goodness tomorrow is Friday ... what a dork huh ... I missed 3 days of work and I am already looking forward to the weekend ...
I've been stressing out today ... even though my job is fine ... I don't want to still be doing this when I am 50 years old ... in fact I don't want to be doing this when I am 35 ... I need to start looking into other options ... I really would like to learn how to do transcription ... I would like to learn how to be a court reporter ... and do close captioning for television ... I have started looking for a school around here where I could take classes at night but haven't found anything ... I did find a teach yourself program but it is a bit expensive ... which makes me nervous ... I don't really have the money to shell out ... especially if it turns out to be something that is hard to learn on your own ... I guess I will have to continue my search because I believe it is what I really want to do ... :)
ok time to clean house ... what fun
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
I made a necklace for a friend of mine but we haven't had mail delivery since the storm ... it isn't for any sort of special occasion so it doesn't matter when I mail it ... but once I make something for someone I want them to get it ... before I ruin the surprise and tell them :) ... tomorrow we are going to try and travel to the post office so I can get it in the mail ... I just hope she likes it when she gets it ... it isn't always easy for me to make jewelry for other people cause everyone has different taste ... but I do my best to think like the other person when designing something ... if I didn't everything I made would look like something Hello Kitty would wear ... :)
1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in someway.
3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.
4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
6. You mean the world to someone.
7. If not for you, someone may not be living.
8. You are special and unique.
9. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.
10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.
11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.
12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.
13. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
we finally got the car out ... David shoveled around the whole thing ... but there were so many people stuck in the parking lot we couldn't get out ... so we waited for a while and then went out ... one person was blocking our way so we helped them by pushing their car as they hit the gas and they finally got into a parking space ... David shifted the car into 4-wheel drive and we got out ... it was such a feeling of relief ... I was just so happy ...
so I finally got my frappachino ... even filled up my thermos with an extra one ... and it tasted so sweet ... I feel like a renewed woman that never wants to see another snow storm again ... I am actually looking forward to going to work tomorrow ... hopefully they were able to clear some of our parking lot ...
well now that I have had some caffeine I feel like getting some stuff done ... :)
now today no matter what we will have to get out of the house ... because we are on our last pack of cigs ... I never imagined we would be stuck in the house this long ... it has never snowed this much here ... sure they have 16 inches at the airport but where real people live it is insane ... and even more came down last night ...
so we were prepared for the snow ... there was just no way to prepared for my mocha frapp :(
Monday, February 17, 2003
Sunday, February 16, 2003
but I am dying for a Starbucks ... I have had a caffeine withdrawal headache all day ... and I am a bit stir crazy ... there is nothing to do ... well there is stuff to do but nothing I feel like doing ... and all our games are still at my parents house or I would have begged David to play today ...
well I guess I will go read for a while ... ack and there isn't even an episode of alias on tonight ... damn
Saturday, February 15, 2003
Friday, February 14, 2003
The Legend of the St. Valentine's Day Fairy Dinosaur |
Many people believe the dinosaurs became extinct because of some loopy meteorite showers. This is simply not true. Dinosaurs wouldn't settle for relationships of convenience (like the roaches for example). It was a tough choice between extinction and compromise. But in the end, they refused to procreate until they found that special someone ~ and as we all know, that's not easy when you're bigger than New York City and have a brain the size of a pea. So one by one the great dinosaurs died ~ Choosing to sacrifice their species rather than live in a world without love. |
Only one dinosaur survived, |
Happy Valentine's Day!! |
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
a woman at work tried to push me around ... belittle me ... and yell ... [now mind you I am PMSing] but I didn't take any of her shit ... in fact I stood my ground and more ... totally spoke my mind ... and pushed back a bit [we were on the phone so it wasn't real pushing] ... it felt good ... each day I learn a little more about standing my ground and not taking all the shit that is dished out ...
when I got home David was in a good mood which helps so much ... not only that he went out and got cigs and coffee for us which I can't tell you how good that feels ... there are some days driving home I just don't want to do that stuff ... I just want to get in the car and drive straight home ...
he also taped Oprah for me ... I don't normally watch the show but I saw yesterday that they were going to do "The Best of the Best" and I wanted to check it out ... so even though I had to stay at work late ... I got to see the show and it was a groovy one ... everyone in the audience got a TiVo ... what a dream show that would have been to go watch ... I start drooling when I think about how great it would be to have TiVo ... that is like my wet dream [geek alert] ...
I got 2 loads of laundry done [which is literally only 10 items since we now have an apartment washer and dryer ... but I have had to walk my stuff 5 blocks in 2 feet of snow to get to a laundry mat so a small ass apartment dryer is bliss in comparison]
and I actually sat and read for a bit tonight ... everything was so calm and peaceful when I got home it washed away all the fucking horrible anxiety I experienced first thing this morning ...
oh and I almost forgot ... David gave me the sweetest Valentine's day card tonight ... not sure why it was tonight but it was the perfect time to get it ...
my mom dropped off "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" for us today too ... neither of us have seen it so I think we will watch it on Friday ...
now that I am all showered and ready for bed ... hump day is finally over ... schwoooooo
I am PMSing to the umpteenth degree ... Planned Parenthood wouldn't slip me a pack of pills this month since I was out ... so now I have to experience all my own emotions instead of medicating them with birth control ... fucking sucks ...
I think I have already broken down crying 3 times this morning ... and I didn't get here till 7:30 ... I was trying to explain what cramps are like to David yesterday ... I was telling him it was similar to getting punched in the stomach ... down low ... over and over and over again ... for days ... he couldn't believe it ...
Monday, February 10, 2003
My brother and I went to Elvis' home back in 2000 when I was moving from Las Vegas to DC ... the place was amazing but we only had 3 short hours which just wasn't enough time ... so Jason, Jenny, David and I were all talking on Saturday night and decided in May we are going to road trip out there ... David and Jenny have never been and Jason and I just can't get enough ... we are going to leave early on a Friday ... drive to Nashville ... spend the night ... head out early for Memphis and spend the whole day at Graceland including dinner ... then drive back to Nashville to spend the night ... Sunday head home ... I am so excited ... we are going to have a blast ... my brother has already rented a car and found us a hotel ... what dorks we are ...
Saturday, February 8, 2003
boy was she wrong ... almost every single day for the next 5 years I reminded her that I was getting a phone when I was 10 ... with my own number ... every time we went to the mall I wanted to stop at the AT&T store and check out the phones ... [this was back in the day when the phone company suppled you with a phone ... you didn't shoot over to BestBuy and buy your own] ... I could have spent hours in the store checking out all the phones ... I had to pick up each receiver and test how it felt wedging it between my ear and shoulder like I saw my mom do in the kitchen ...
March 21, 1980 finally arrived ... my 10th birthday and I was home with a severe case of Chicken Pox ... the appointment for the phone was already scheduled but I knew if the technician hadn't had The Pox yet I wouldn't be getting my phone ... when the bell rang my mom cracked the door open a little bit and asked the installer ... I sat with my fingers crossed on the living room chair waiting to hear the verdict ... when she pulled the door open all the way I knew ... dynamite I was getting my own phone and phone number ...
I had carefully chosen the white princess phone ... compact design was good ... large receiver meant I could cradle it between ear and shoulder ... I sat and watched in amazement as he hooked up my freedom for me ...
unfortunately everyone was still in school and I wanted to test out my phone so badly so my mom wrote down my dad's work number for me and said ... "why don't you give him a call" ... my heart raced ... I dialed the numbers carefully ... when the receptionist answered I asked for my dad ... when he picked up I started laughing and cheering and said ... "guess what I am calling you from my own phone ... in my room ... with my own number" ... it was just so exciting ...
I still remember my first phone number too ... 714-962-1430 ...
Friday, February 7, 2003
Tuesday, February 4, 2003
Monday, February 3, 2003
before 16 when I wanted to see The Grateful Dead my dad would drop my brother and I and some friends off at Irvine Meadows ... we would usually go all 3 days they were there ... and I once we camped out there for the weekend ...
after 16 I followed The Dead for countless summers ... loading up my Jeep with my shit and anyone who wanted to go and have a blast driving around the country catching any show I could ...
before 16 road trips consisted of my mom, dad, brother and I ... one in particular I spent the entire trip riding around the east coast listen to Soft Cell till I actually wore the tape out ... then spent the rest of the trip begging to stop at a record store so I could get a new copy ...
after 16 I did something I had dreamed of most of my life ... I got in my car in New York and drove alone to California and had an absolute blast ... it was the most empowering trip I ever made ...
before 16 if I wanted a frozen yogurt [my coffee of adolescence] I would have to beg someone to take me to Fashion Island to get a Heidi's Frogen Yozart [cute name huh]
after 16 any time I wanted a Starbucks I would cart myself to the store ...
before 16 I had to take the Big Yellow Animal Wagon to school each day ...
after 16 I drove myself and my best friend to school each day ...
before 16 if I were to go out with a guy we either had to hang out at home or get one of our parents to drop us off and pick us up somewhere ...
after 16 I could spend the evening making out in my car ...
before 16 my dad took me to work every Saturday and Sunday morning and picked me up at the end of the day ...
after 16 I could get a job anywhere I wanted cause I could get there myself anytime I needed to be there ...
I would say at 15 I was pretty smart to know life would change for the better once I had a license ... it provided me such an opportunity to experience things on my own ... to make my own choices ... and to see all that was out there ... next month I will finally have been driving longer than not ...
damn I am getting old
with the most romantic first line.....but least romantic second line:
Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss
but I only slept with you, because I was pissed
I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty
and so is your head.
Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you are not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes-
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.
Sunday, February 2, 2003
on February 3rd I went out with some friends to ladies night at some completely machismo bar ... I got kicked out that night for drinking beer out of the pitcher which I found quite ridiculous ... but guessed later it was because they didn't wash them all that well ... nice place ...
when I got home there was a note on my door that said "Call me ... I miss you ... B" ... I sware my heart skipped a beat ... it hadn't been quite a month since our first kiss ... and I was quite inexperienced with men but Brian knew all this ... and it made me comfortable ... I put on my favorite white cotton babydoll nightgown and called Brian ... it was only moments before he was opening my door ... we sat on my bed and talked for what seemed like ages ... while he played with my hair ... it was perfect ... I had colored Christmas lights wrapped around the exposed pipes on my ceiling and the warm pink huge always made me feel giddy ...
I turned to him and said ... "there is no one in the world I would rather experience my first time with than you' ... I can still see his smile ... I knew he was waiting for me to say something because he never wanted to feel he pushed me into having sex ...
I was so nervous and so comfortable all at the same time ... I remember thinking this is the closest I have ever been to another human being ... his body was so warm ... and he cradled me in his arms ... even the sting of pain wasn't so bad ...
we fell asleep like that ... and it was also the first time I had spent the night in someone's arms ... I remember not being able to stop smiling the next day ... and the moment Heather saw me she knew ... and gave me a huge hug and said ... "I am so happy your first time is making you smile so" ...
tomorrow will be 14 years since I lost my virginity ... some days it seems as if it were yesterday ...
Saturday, February 1, 2003
I am babbling ... anyway it has been driving me crazy to find a place for about 300 CDs ... when you combine two full collections it is crazy ... not to mention I worked in a record store for 10 years ... I figured it isn't really a status symbol to display all your CDs like it was in the 80's so tonight we bought notebooks ... 2 of them that hold 200 CDs each ... and I just spent 4 hours putting all our CDs into the two notebooks ...
front cover in the slot first ... then the CD ... store the cases that are good [they are great for computer CDs] and throw away any of them that are crappy ... I can't believe how great it is using the notebooks ... I am so impressed with the space I am saving ... not to mention I won't have to dust them ... there won't be cases laying all over the place ... and the notebooks have shoulder straps ... so we can grab one and go when we want to listen to something in the car ... or take them to work so everyone can burn copies ... it is so cool ...
I am really working hard at utilizing the space we have ... and ... getting rid of shit ... the more I throw away the more I want to get rid of ...
I am not getting rid of everything ... I did find my rainbow glasses from my favorite Dead show ... and this little plastic harmonica I played with throughout the day ... that stuff I keep ... but the goofy paper glasses in the shape of 2000 for New Year's Eve ... those were chucked ... for sure ... I don't see me ever wearing those again ...
the rainbow ones were just beautiful out on the balcony last night ... looking at the street lights ... ahhhh what fond memories those bring back ... for anyone that may have been there it was the July 4th show, 1990 in Kansas City ... what a fucking awesome day ...