she obliterated everything she kissed....

i have a to do list, but it's not a to do list that has to be done by today. each item has a different day it must be done at.

1: dye hair red. (today)
2: complete Rowan application. (today)
3: JOB INTERVIEW. (tomorrow)
4: buy school supplies aka more shameful pop music folders. 5 classes = 2 bsb + 2 nsync + 1 britney folder. (tuesday the 25th)
5: go to GCC and get transcript sent to Rowan. (tomorrow)
6: meeting with Professor Mason about the class i'm tutoring this semester. (thursday)
7: send Drexel transcript to Rowan. (thursday)
8: buy some books, maybe. if the money is in my account. (thursday)
9: speak to dad about putting the money in my account so i can buy books. (today)
10: work on Water and The Dreamers. (today and every day following until those damn things are finished)


that's my list so far. i'm sure more will get added to it along the way.

i had an inordinate amount of email today, including a short email from the ex. i emailed him to make sure he and his family were okay after the attacks. he emailed me back to let me know everyone was okay. i haven't had a chance to sit down and write him a big long email about what's been going on since lois has been here all the time. which is okay. we have about a week to two week email turn around with each other lately. well, apparently he got tired of waiting and is going to be at Borders tomorrow at 6 and wanted me to know. it's his backwards way of asking me to meet him there. ::sigh:: can i do this again? the last time we were supposed to meet she found out and he had to pull out of it. i love joe. (and it's impossible for me to just write joe without having to back up and erase the 'y'). and him being an asshole doesn't stop that. i just don't know if i want to set myself up to be hurt by trying to just be friends with him again. and as november rapidly approaches, i wonder whether or not i can trust myself not to run back into his arms even though i have so many things holding me back from doing that. like i want. and part of me is annoyed that he picked that borders. argh. it's understandable why because there's less of a chance of her and anyone they know seeing him with me but still. rt. 73 at 6 pm. icky poo. major rush hour shit. it's going to take at least an hour when it should only take half that. and it'll cut into dayse/simpsons time. wow look at my priorities.

kaaaaaren....heeeeeelp meeeeee.....


wax updated. cj updated. georgina wrote a fantastic JuNi the other day. and as per usual i suck at links. they're all on each site. go. read.
edit: synch updated too. ::sniff:: go read. fast. what are you still doing here?



i think i'm going to go wander around downstairs and play with the decidedly clingy for some reason dog...she needs fun time.

then i'll dye my hair.

i go now...

she obliterated everything she kissed....

i have a to do list, but it's not a to do list that has to be done by today. each item has a different day it must be done at.

1: dye hair red. (today)
2: complete Rowan application. (today)
3: JOB INTERVIEW. (tomorrow)
4: buy school supplies aka more shameful pop music folders. 5 classes = 2 bsb + 2 nsync + 1 britney folder. (tuesday the 25th)
5: go to GCC and get transcript sent to Rowan. (tomorrow)
6: meeting with Professor Mason about the class i'm tutoring this semester. (thursday)
7: send Drexel transcript to Rowan. (thursday)
8: buy some books, maybe. if the money is in my account. (thursday)
9: speak to dad about putting the money in my account so i can buy books. (today)
10: work on Water and The Dreamers. (today and every day following until those damn things are finished)


that's my list so far. i'm sure more will get added to it along the way.

i had an inordinate amount of email today, including a short email from the ex. i emailed him to make sure he and his family were okay after the attacks. he emailed me back to let me know everyone was okay. i haven't had a chance to sit down and write him a big long email about what's been going on since lois has been here all the time. which is okay. we have about a week to two week email turn around with each other lately. well, apparently he got tired of waiting and is going to be at Borders tomorrow at 6 and wanted me to know. it's his backwards way of asking me to meet him there. ::sigh:: can i do this again? the last time we were supposed to meet she found out and he had to pull out of it. i love joe. (and it's impossible for me to just write joe without having to back up and erase the 'y'). and him being an asshole doesn't stop that. i just don't know if i want to set myself up to be hurt by trying to just be friends with him again. and as november rapidly approaches, i wonder whether or not i can trust myself not to run back into his arms even though i have so many things holding me back from doing that. like i want. and part of me is annoyed that he picked that borders. argh. it's understandable why because there's less of a chance of her and anyone they know seeing him with me but still. rt. 73 at 6 pm. icky poo. major rush hour shit. it's going to take at least an hour when it should only take half that. and it'll cut into dayse/simpsons time. wow look at my priorities.

kaaaaaren....heeeeeelp meeeeee.....


wax updated. cj updated. georgina wrote a fantastic JuNi the other day. and as per usual i suck at links. they're all on each site. go. read.
edit: synch updated too. ::sniff:: go read. fast. what are you still doing here?



i think i'm going to go wander around downstairs and play with the decidedly clingy for some reason dog...she needs fun time.

then i'll dye my hair.

i go now...

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let's see...

i've dyed my hair. much redder than i expected. it's okay. it'll fade the next time i wash it. did some ironing. have to do more.

i'm watching Half Baked and eating grilled cheese that i burned. Let me tell you, this movie does lose something when you watch it when you're not high. ::sigh:: i wish i knew whether or not i had to take a drug test.

emailed joe and told him that there might be a distinct possibility i could need coffee around 6pm tomorrow night.

i'm such a fucking pushover.

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let's see...

i've dyed my hair. much redder than i expected. it's okay. it'll fade the next time i wash it. did some ironing. have to do more.

i'm watching Half Baked and eating grilled cheese that i burned. Let me tell you, this movie does lose something when you watch it when you're not high. ::sigh:: i wish i knew whether or not i had to take a drug test.

emailed joe and told him that there might be a distinct possibility i could need coffee around 6pm tomorrow night.

i'm such a fucking pushover.

thoughts

my father and i were talking about how he feels about the attacks. he's said it was one of the strangest weeks of his life. the others are kennedy's assassination, three mile island, and mlk's assassination. he actually wants to find someway to make it more real to him. i realized the reason it is so real to me, and not just something on tv that i can turn on and off when neccessary, is that i've seen both sites. i saw the nyc skyline minus the towers. and on sunday night, we drove past the pentagon. it's not just something on tv to me and when i close my eyes, i see the actual sites. i see the way the pentagon was lit up and i can see how the side of the building was gutted and lights shining from the inside out. i can see the gap in the skyline and the smoke floating into the clear sky. it was a beautiful day when i saw that. the sky was clear and blue.

my father wants to get in his car and drive up to see the nyc skyline for himself so he knows what it really looks like. so he can't turn it on and off when he turns off the tv.

i think he should. it's helped me to know that it's real. i'm dealing better then i thought i would at the start. i'm okay.

thoughts

my father and i were talking about how he feels about the attacks. he's said it was one of the strangest weeks of his life. the others are kennedy's assassination, three mile island, and mlk's assassination. he actually wants to find someway to make it more real to him. i realized the reason it is so real to me, and not just something on tv that i can turn on and off when neccessary, is that i've seen both sites. i saw the nyc skyline minus the towers. and on sunday night, we drove past the pentagon. it's not just something on tv to me and when i close my eyes, i see the actual sites. i see the way the pentagon was lit up and i can see how the side of the building was gutted and lights shining from the inside out. i can see the gap in the skyline and the smoke floating into the clear sky. it was a beautiful day when i saw that. the sky was clear and blue.

my father wants to get in his car and drive up to see the nyc skyline for himself so he knows what it really looks like. so he can't turn it on and off when he turns off the tv.

i think he should. it's helped me to know that it's real. i'm dealing better then i thought i would at the start. i'm okay.

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okay. job interview at a bank.

blue-grey suit type thing

or

grey skirt (above the knee) with a light green button up top with 3/4 length sleeves?

meh...i hate job interviews...

(no subject)

okay. job interview at a bank.

blue-grey suit type thing

or

grey skirt (above the knee) with a light green button up top with 3/4 length sleeves?

meh...i hate job interviews...