03.20.08
icicle, where are you going
earson: phantom of the opera soundtrack, gorillaz, maria callas
eyeson: dutch painters, deviantart.com, "charmed" on daytime TBS of all things
thoughton: reality, setting in .. sitting in? iraq, darfur, iranians, bosnians, nepalise .. the refugees .. . and you
i passed my skills exam and my license came in the mail .. i was offered a slash/slash title and different hours, so now i'm working for 1/2 as much more with fewer hours. AND i get to be with the baby more. can you say woot?
.. unfortunately .. there seems to be something going on with the relationship between my father and i. with my mother, absolutely fine .. she seems more laid back than she's ever been .. but my father is slowing down, and ever since i missed a payment with the car he's been cranky and critical with me. we hardly speak any more when we used to be pretty close .. for instance. the night before last i notice a tupperware container full of frozen food out on the counter to thaw. the date on the container said a date ending in 2004. even though i asked about it doubtfully, he cooked it up .. it ended up being spaghetti & meatballs .. meat .. from 4 years ago .. i didn't eat, and i think it pissed him off. but meat from 2004? come on, there's something completely wrong about that.
bosnian woman called me beautiful today ..
i would so be with you if you were in my zip code. i'd seek you out, i'd date you. but lately our conversations have been taking southern directions on AIM and sometimes i feel like i'm sullying my own moral sense by resorting to this with you. and you'll never move to the east again because your job base is where you are, i know that, no need to fuss. i know you like skinny brunettes with fake boobs who are just as indie snobby as you - in real life, tastes are so different. almost every day i think about disappearing again so that i don't have to deal with being attracted to you. .. i'm sorry .. it's hard to be your friend when i want to be more.
written at 9:57 p.m.
