4.02.2004
oh alright i suppose it's time to do this then...
fucking raining. fridays are lame anyway, why's it gotta fucking rain? and this one did not start off on exactly the right foot, but that's another story altogether.
anyway, good news is i'm not tired in any way (yet). so maybe i'll do something fun, or be funny, or find ways to entertain myself and maybe even other people this evening.
or maybe i'll just sit on the couch and eat easter candy and rest up for tomorrow's crapulation. we'll see. i'm planning on dressing up as 40s barbie, since i don't have the patience to go out and find a new costume.
right now, i'm just chillaxing, not writing scripts. you just gotta fight the power sometimes, you know?
i finished amanda this morning before work. it had one of those endings where you're like "hey wait a minute, what about all this other shit!?!?!?" i find myself wondering if the consumption finally got helen, or whether amanda ever remembered to unbury her bible once the indians left the camp, or if her dead father could see the glorious willamette valley from way up there in heaven. there was none of the "heaving bosoms" or "swollen manhood" that i expected; turns out this book's probably more for teens. you know, to like, help them realize how important it is to stand up to indians and to find a nice man to marry you once your gambling, no-good father finally squanders away all of your money and then gets himself killed just riding a damn horse around.
well then, everyone enjoy your weekend. come back here and look at this pretty picture if you get bored.
fucking raining. fridays are lame anyway, why's it gotta fucking rain? and this one did not start off on exactly the right foot, but that's another story altogether.
anyway, good news is i'm not tired in any way (yet). so maybe i'll do something fun, or be funny, or find ways to entertain myself and maybe even other people this evening.
or maybe i'll just sit on the couch and eat easter candy and rest up for tomorrow's crapulation. we'll see. i'm planning on dressing up as 40s barbie, since i don't have the patience to go out and find a new costume.
right now, i'm just chillaxing, not writing scripts. you just gotta fight the power sometimes, you know?
i finished amanda this morning before work. it had one of those endings where you're like "hey wait a minute, what about all this other shit!?!?!?" i find myself wondering if the consumption finally got helen, or whether amanda ever remembered to unbury her bible once the indians left the camp, or if her dead father could see the glorious willamette valley from way up there in heaven. there was none of the "heaving bosoms" or "swollen manhood" that i expected; turns out this book's probably more for teens. you know, to like, help them realize how important it is to stand up to indians and to find a nice man to marry you once your gambling, no-good father finally squanders away all of your money and then gets himself killed just riding a damn horse around.
well then, everyone enjoy your weekend. come back here and look at this pretty picture if you get bored.
# posted by Nancy Cunningham @ 4:00 PM 
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