So I haven't written on this in a while...Since then I've hung out, torn apart my room which is still happening, attempted to write a synopsis for my book which is still coming...seen lots of people, prepared to go back to Philadelphia for the Philadelphia Folk Festival in August and then go straight to school and stay with Kat for a week before move-in day! I'm seeing Lindsay today at 4:15 which is really exciting! Two days in one week which is almost never heard of.
I finally saw Kelly yesterday and talked to her for a long time and then saw Mr. Clifford which was nice. Only I forgot to remind him of those stupid library books I took out for him on my card and of course are about a year overdue now. Oh well. I made him pay for lunch and then got pissed off because he was ditching me after 2 hours to go see someone else. So much for sensible planning of the schedule. So I said that was fine and that he should just drop me off at home instead of driving aimlessly and proceeded to slam the door in his face. Which I personally thought was great. But he came running after me begging for forgiveness and I'm an idiot so I forgave him.
Talked to James again to confirm the whole Philly thing, so I'm going to buy my cheap plane tickets today and he's buying the concert tickets. I also have to send my stinking promissory note in so my tuition gets paid and call Mendel which I'm dreading to remind him that he'll be recieving one, too.
I also found out I have a job dishwashing starting Monday for a while. Hopefully until I leave. It sounds crude but fortunately I tend to enjoy those things. Look at my job at school. If cleaning up puke and walking up to random masturbators and telling them to "Please stop" in the Student Lounge at 2:00am and to "Please find your own room" isn't crude I really don't know what is. So dishwashing should be wonderful. Except my mother is there, of course. But I can deal with that. Hopefully, they'll let me wash to my iPod so I can listen to goodness while I wash away the nastiness and stick my body in mile-wide pots and get shit out of them.
That's all now. Yay. I have to get dressed and clean my room (or attempt) and write the synopsis and see Lindsay.
Well, at least my back is almost all better so I can start walking again tomorrow! I've skipped yesterday and today. Just to make sure it doesn't die on me.
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Excerpt from nonexistent blog of Lindsay:
I met Tali at Borders today. Read E.E.Cummings & I love his Love poems.
I let her read some of my poems. We went to Johnny Rockets & sat and talked. It was gorgeous today, we sat outside. We laughed almost the whole ride back to her house. All that was missing from the sunny scene would be apple blossoms falling from the sky, for which she made up by having an apple pie milkshake which was almost as good as the day was.
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