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JTC@DL: Year 2
2002-05-11 - 9:36 a.m.

"Playgirl, why are you sleeping in tomorrow's world? Hey, playgirl" - Ladytron

So, I just got sleep last night for the first time in 48 hrs. Two nights ago, I thought it might be interesting to trade a red bull for one of Jess' dexadrine pills. Oy! I already had 2 red bulls, and the combination guaranteed there was no way I could sleep. The last two days didn't suck, but they were weird. Now I need to leave to work on projects for the rest of the weekend. I can do it! I gotta believe!!! (Thanks, Parappa.)

What else has happened recently- I saw Spiderman- it was fun, but I think I liked Scorpion King better, cuz it was more non-stop. There was a wrestling themed party (granted, probably more making fun of it than anything) right near my house, and I wasn't invited, and I didn't go. Damn! On the plus side- this was last night; back when I didn't have sleep, and I was still enthralled with my biggest purchase of yesterday: a lava lamp. As it melts out of it's hardened wax state, it does weird, weird things that are very pretty. I even took pictures, ha! Yes, I am easily amused.

And just cuz I don't know if I've been deep lately, let's play what's weighing on JTC's mind...

I've gotten a lot more shy as of late, and I don't have a specific reason why. I might've mentioned that in another post, but it's still kinda true. Seeing Moulin Rouge, despite just being a movie, kind of reminded me that stuff like "love" is kinda pretty, and now has me still not dreading being single or looking for a man to solve all or ANY of my problems, but looking just a little bit more in the love direction in other people.

Whoever nabs me is going to have to be very independent, fairly self confident, and not clingy. There's going to be some major courting going on for a while before I decide to stick with someone. We'll see, I guess, we'll see.

I've been slacking all quarter, and someone I know told someone else he thought I was a slacker, and though I *know* this, it's bothering me that someone else said that. I'm left to hope that my final project for our mutual class comes out really well, so I can at least show him up in that regard. I may slack, but I don't suck.

And the other thing I feel I should mention is that I had my first encounter with someone who I know said homophobic things about me. About a month or so ago I got a student in trouble at my job because he came to get his paycheck from me, and was being a dick in dealing with me. My boss chewed him out, and my main front desk co-worker, Robin, said something to him, telling him that I'm super-nice and that there should've been no need for the conflict. He told her he disliked me because, in his words, or Robin's misinterpretation of his words, I had "a broke arm."

Now... yeah, I know some homos have a limp wrist... but geez. I didn't know I was that bad. My fucking arm is falling from the socket, apparently.

So, yeah, he came in while I was there to get his paycheck again... actually, he saw me from the front door, and ran back out in an "Oh shit" fashion. My heart started racing a bit, but I reminded myself how incredibly stupid he was, and he came back in to get his check without incident, without any words being spoken by either of us. I don't know if I proved anything; I don't know if I should've said anything, but I felt like I did something resembling "mature." Homophobic weenie.

So, otherwise, life's still good. As long as I bang out this project so that I don't feel so slackerly, I'll be doing great before I walk for graduation at the end of the month.

Ooooh shit!! I just checked- today, May 11th, 2002, is the TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY of my diary!! Holy cow.

CONGRATULATIONS ME! I never stick out stuff this long- rock on diaryland!!

"Whoa, c'mon and kick me, c'mon and kick me... you got your problems, I got my ass wiped, you got your big cheese, I got my hash pipe" -Weezer

Weeeeeeeeezer!!

Reason for Terror # 82:

Using phrase "da bomb" unwittingly in phone tapped conversations could lead to arrest and beatings by the FBI, local authorities, and hip police.

Reason for Terror # 81:

There was a little bit of mold on that bread you had this morning.

Reason for Terror # 80:

When evening falls, you can try to drive away; but the moon will be following... always following...