2003-12-05 - 2:05 p.m.
dear diary,
i'm talking to you while looking at a really scary picture of an insane clown presumably from the insane clown posse on a banner above you.
i'm having a very non hay day with college applications and transcripts. stupid, stupid world.
but for lack of anything really creatively reachy, here. last week's friday five.
1. List five things you'd like to accomplish by the end of the year.
i'd like to secure myself a credit card that would allow me to buy gifts for everyone and never have to pay back the debt. it would be super nice too to be able to finish applying to dream school if california's school system could have the wedge in their ass removed stat.
2. List five people you've lost contact with that you'd like to hear from again.
this is interesting considering this year has brought long time ago strangers out of the wood work. usually when i lose contact with someone it's for a reason. i can honestly say there isn't a damn person in the world that i would like to hear from again, since i've already heard from all the people i wanted to hear from. mensch.
3. List five things you'd like to learn how to do.
oh god, knit. why am i the only person in the world [besides peth] that can't grasp this concept? i'd like to learn how to keep stray dogs from finding my beacon house. i'd like to learn how to save money without spending it. i'd like to learn how speak italian. i'd like to learn how to keep friends. in bottles.
4. List five things you'd do if you won the lottery (no limit).
i'm wondering what a limit could possibly be if i won the lottery. i'm guessing that means i can't adopt chinese babies for the sole purpose of making a stew. ?
i'd buy a house. i'd spread the wealth with friends and family. i'd invest. i'd go on a beachy vacation. i'd buy the rights to every single reality show out there and vow to never air a single one ever again.
5. List five things you do that help you relax.
riding the white needle pony. having someone else cook and clean for me. napping. touching the part that the bathing suit covers. putting on pajamas.
technically that doesn't really count since i live in pajamas but this is probably my mom's fault because when she would come home from work when we were growing up the first thing she would do would be to run upstairs and take a shower and put pajamas on.
at 5pm.
she seriously knows how to live it up.