i don't understand beck lyrics. do you?
written @ 2004-01-11 - 8:58 p.m.

ok, i feel like i need to make a massive update. too bad i don't feel like typing.

this week i have:

* painted my room (pics later, it's hella cool)
* made a new friend
* had the house's water turned off for a ridiculous reason, fault none of mine, jeff's, or gerrick's
* had an easy week of work
* forgotten to register for two more classes before school on tuesday
* met a very attractive boy
* developed reservations about said boy
* reduced a friendship to something i care not to discuss
* used joie todd's bumble bumble
* gotten back into regular contact with two close friends
* eaten a lot of burritos
* gone to two parties
* formed a small crush
* challenged an authority figure in my life
* gotten my nose pierced
* spent too much money

next week i'm buying elvis costello tickets. for now, though, i'm gonna settle for my new upright citizen's brigade dvd to give me comfort.

my milkshake brings the boys to the yard
written @ 2004-01-08 - 6:52 p.m.

i was totally just naked at joie todd's house.

you're the picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food
written @ 2004-01-08 - 4:57 p.m.

i'm getting too involved. i'm gettting too involved. i'm getting too involved. i'm getting too involved. i'm getting too involved.

goddammit, why?

inven-boring
written @ 2004-01-05 - 11:37 p.m.
spinning: forget cassettes - instruments of action

when i lived in murfreesboro, i'd use that almost 2 hours of driving a day to do all my thinking.

now that i live in nashville, i find myself zoning out on briley parkway doing the same thing.

i went home today for my lunch break because i got an hour. i had to be at work at 7:30 this morning because we're doing one of our quarterly inventories. tomorrow i'm scheduled until one am. anyway, i almost fell asleep on briley/thompson lane about four times.

i've got lots to think about today, but i find myself just going through the motions of scanning merchandise with a little infared gun that beeps in my head. i try to have a real thought, like a genuine thought that requires more than just basic animalistic effort, and then my brain slowly migrates back to that horrid beeping sound.

scan. scan. scan.

i scanned 432 mens belts today, and 287 women's wallets, not to mention 903 watches and 212 purses.

when i left today at four, inventory was 25% complete.

whoooooaaaaa, fossil!

other happenings = not much. sophie and i took a nap. or two. a boy came over. and left.

i want to sleep more basically because i'm not really interested in doing anything else.

special project with katelyn starts wednesday.

as promised
written @ 2004-01-01 - 2:33 p.m.
spinning: beck - tropicalia

a few shots of jager never did no harm.

we went to a castle, and what did we find? amy starnes, her gay friend, and some broad named bonnie.

here's kevin and his old friend steve. are they really friends? you decide.

jamie's a little drunk.

remember what i said about jager?

jamie and greer, on the castle stairs.

ok ok, it wasn't really a castle. but it was castle recording studio. aren't we cool? al capone built the place, and the beatles were there once.

the lovely april damn dye.

april and jennifer were roommates at utk.

and a toast to the new year. hope you all had a happy one.