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Me 		Thursday, September 10th, 1998... 7:15 pm.

listening to: The World, the T.V. and Ray on the Phone

Ten days, I guess, til Tyler's arrival.

I should be taking a bath before I go out, but I thought I'd start taping Buffy for Mike beforehand.
I spent way too much on fabric today to make curtains. They'll look cool, but I should have waited to go out with Mike. That, plus the fact that the Serger comes on Tuesday. Gah. How very deeply annoying.
Yes, yes, the weekend. I'm still waiting on it... waiting for the thoughts to fade slightly and become yellowed, so there's a certain glow over it.
A certain glow that is not alcoholic;)

I still feel rather gross. I think I picked up the cough that's going around. The smoking is not helping, but oh well... I have many vices and I love them all.

I'm going to Velvet Underground tonight. Cheap drinks, but my stomach is a bit off, so I'm not sure drinking is a plan. I mainly want to see Ray and tell Etienne that if he's not gonna come over he should call me... I hate it when people do that.
I mean, if I call, I would like my call returned. Very simple. Common courtesy. I may not be the most delicate flower on earth, and far from a lady, but there are certain rules of etiquette that are ingrained. My mom raised me to be polite. Sometimes I am.

Back when I was a kid, Mom used to tell me how impressed everyone was with her kids when they answered the phone. I don't know when she taught us, But I still answer the phone:

Hello?

I'm sorry, but he/she isn't in at the moment.  May I take a message?

Alright, I'll let him/her know.  Thank you.

Apparently, this was odd. Still is, it seems,at least when I call some people's houses.

I want to do the Cabbage Patch at Velvet. I find doing the Cabbage Patch in goth clubs amuses me.
Small minds, simple pleasures.

I bought a bag of Hallo'ween Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. They are sitting on my bed. I am doing my best not to eat my way through them. But they call to me..."Eat our peanutty goodness!"

Ack. I'm going insane. I need to get out more. Good thing I'm going out tonight.
*blushes slightly at ICQ conversations*

People are so weird. I should figure out what I'm wearing...