2004-05-25
4:55 a.m.

"But if my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy, well I deserve nothing more than I get. Cause nothing I have is truly mine." ~Dido, Life For Rent

Calories- who cares? (though 2 milkshakes and a peach cobbler (v.b.)Cigarettes-O Shags-0 (v.g.)

I've had a good time these past few days. Last Tuesday I spent the night with Meri in Phoenix with her foster family, which was really lovely. We listened to a Dido mix tape I made all the way there and sang our lungs out. Her family is very conservative fundamentalist Christians, which was... interesting, but they were very warm and welcoming and being there made me yearn for a big family of my own.

I saw Jen last week as well. We went to Safehouse and as I hoped would happen, I ran into Cailtlin there. I felt very cool and fashionable with my fellow college-mates sipping my chi tea, discussing politics with Caitlin. Going to coffee shops always puts me in an artsy mood.

I went shopping with my parents this weekend for Cassie's wedding coming up next week, so of course, it was a stressful day, but then Fox called and made me laugh telling me about the parties he went to over the weekend getting toasty... Fox is coming over today and I'm pleased.

Today, I slept a long time, took a shower, then had dinner with Ruth at Sweet Tomatos, and went with Ruth into the hot tub. It was good to see Ruth again, and we always have pleasant talks, which I very much enjoy, though I must admit I do secretly envy Ruth for finding a man to love her as much as Jason does.

After seeing Ruth, I called Steph and went to Denny's with her and her friends Miles and Michael. They are not the sex starved, hormone filled lunitics that I had originally imagined. Just starange and funny boys. Though unfortunately, I feel like I could eat Miles with a spoon. I didn't tell Stephanie this. She'd probably laugh. I've only met Miles twice; I hardly know the boy, and I believe he's a few years younger than me. Moving on... It's only my lonliness trying to catch up with me... When Steph dropped me off, she stopped in to get her Christmas gifts (6 months late) and we had to call her mom because the car alarm was acting funny. I'm so glad I was there to comfort Steph while she (and her car) had a panic attack.

I'm very happy also because I have been reading a lot and recently made my way through the Bridget Jones books. I feel like since I'm an English major, my favorite books should be something more... classic, or something. "War and Peace" are some such piece of trash. But anyway, I love Bridget Jones, and I will not be ashamed!

But here I am. 5:15 AM and I need to sleep. Good night.