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Detailsname: edith
birth: july 2nd, 1984
location: ypsilanti, mi
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Monday, November 08, 2004
Ok this time I'm serious... all further updates will be found at my livejournal.
I have a lot of udates that include emails from Michael Moore so please come over and leave me a note!
*colored at 11/08/2004 01:38:00 PM* ||
Thursday, November 04, 2004
This is an email from my Literature Professor. She's a woman I very much admire and respect. This e-mail gave me hope and adds another voice to many that suspect foul play in yet another Bush election.
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Edie,
I am very proud of the young voter turnout — and believe that it was probably higher than statistics show (I am very wary of believing what the media tell us). And of course I am heartbroken, not only by the results of the election, but by the fact that Kerry didn’t have the guts to fight.Having said that, we must remember that 54 million people voted against Bush — half of all votes cast — and that’s a lot of people. The President must be aware that millions and millions of people in this country do not support his agenda; in fact, he only remained in office because his opponent gave in (and I don’t believe we’ll ever know the truth about the count in Ohio).
Conservative governments are far from rare in America; we’ve survived others and will survive this one. In the meantime, we must educate and inform ourselves and our peers about what’s happening in the world. If you can, do consider spending some time abroad. Don’t let yesterday’s fiasco slow you down at all. If anything, let it galvanize you and make you smarter and stronger.Thank you for your words of support.
You should know that I found my voice through the encouragement of my students — so it is I who should be thanking you.
Most of my heroes have died, or been sent away. But I still hear their words and find their ideas moving. Life’s too beautiful and precious to throw away.
See you in class.
HN
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*colored at 11/04/2004 01:26:00 AM* ||
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
from an Anti-American American
The race isn't over but at this moment, almost regardless of if Kerry wins, I feel ashamed and mortified of this country and the fact that I am a part of it. I live in a country dominated by white, Christian, heterosexuals. Until this evening, I lived very comfortably under the assumption that at least half of this country was like me, or accepting of people like me.
-Voters age 18-29 did not come out to vote anymore than in the last 4 years. So much for the youth vote, Rock the Vote, 20 million strong. Another group I'm ashamed to be a part of.
-How about counting the absentee and early ballots BEFORE the damn election!?!? It's not exactly rocket science.
-Same-sex marriage and civil unions for gays AND straights banned in MI. I'm now also ashamed of the state I live in.
-States on the western and eastern coasts voted John Kerry. Those also happen to be the most intellectual and educated residences of this country. And yet it seems the ignorant, religiously fanatic people will take control of Senate, House of Representatives, and probably President.
I don't want to be a part of this country. I don't want to tell the world I'm American. I'm angry but most of all- embarrassed. For all of us. The world's presumptions about us were, very unfortunately, right.
*colored at 11/03/2004 01:46:00 AM* ||
Thursday, October 28, 2004
I am the biggest dork on earth. None bigger.
Today was the first time in forever I didn't wear a hat to class. No hats during tests anyway, you know? And Dr. Neff didn't recognize me until I handed in the test, and then she smiled and waved as I was walking away and I waved back but nearly tripped on the step in front of me. I'm oh-so-graceful when it comes to multi-tasking.
Also, if I ask someone a question, and the response comes back after more than five minutes... I apparently have no idea that it's an answer to a question that I JUST asked. Good gawd.I think I've heard my name said by someone everywhere I go. Apparently words that sound like "Edie" are in abundance today.
I'm blaming this all on fatigue. Thank god it's only Thursday.
And jeez- my face looks chubby in that last picture of me! What the...??
*colored at 10/28/2004 10:28:00 AM* ||
Friday, October 22, 2004
I haven't been updating here because I get very few comments on this blog. My livejournal is here where my public postings can be found.
*colored at 10/22/2004 09:52:00 PM* ||
Sunday, September 19, 2004
I arose at 8am this morning to give a speech on my experience in Nepal and the issues confronting Nepali women today. It went pretty flawlessly. Jaeda made a big pot of Nepali tea for everyone to try, I set up a display table with things I purchased in Nepal, we wore our kurtaas (Nepali outfits), the projector and slide show went off without a hitch, and my speech wasn't too long or too short. Yay!
*colored at 9/19/2004 04:02:00 PM* ||
Monday, September 13, 2004
Now that cat craziness is dying down somewhat- what else is going on with me? School is great- love it so much (except for the waking up part). I made a new friend, Constantina, and met up with an old friend. Speech and math aren't as bad as I thought they'd be. Work is the same... boring, especially with Nicole gone. I'm really getting sick of it. The best job in the world gets old for anyone working there 40 hours. Jaeda and I try to run errands on my days off, and unpack and paint, which is a terribly slow process. Tomorrow I have the day off and we're going to take the cats to the vet, all four of them, visit Biju, and do various other stuff. Jaeda has interviews, but so far they've turned out to be really bogus jobs. Like selling knives door-to-door... hmmm, don't think so. I'd rather we just starve than send her out knocking on strangers' doors with knives! So yeah. If we could just finish unpacking and painting, I would feel so much better.
I got a bumper sticker that says "I Love Nepal"! It makes me unbelievably happy.
*colored at 9/13/2004 11:04:00 PM* ||
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Today sucked, even before I woke up. It just sucked sucked sucked. On the bright side it was a lovely day outside, I went to grandma's, and cleaned the house. Jaeda has two job interviews. The kittens are 3 days old and already getting big. I swear that two are boys, but Jaeda says it's too early to tell. I think my day off was a lot more stressful than when I work. Hopefully this weekend will be better. I might have lunch with Aunt Carol, and hopefully see Biju and Janak and finally get my next Nepali lesson. Brie moved into the dorms at EMU yesterday, which rocks. I love the start of school, all of the students, the excitement. I never really participated in college or dorm life. I wouldn't change it but it's fun to live it through the eyes of others.
*splat*
dreams come like leaves drifting down the muddy river in the falldreams fade and renew dreams run dry dreams overflowsleep is no escape and life is never certainrun it all over and tell yourself that the sun is always therebehind the clouds.
*colored at 8/31/2004 12:37:00 AM* ||
Sunday, August 29, 2004
At about 2am Devi, the stray cat we took in about 6 weeks ago, started meowing and dribbling discharge on the bed. When she got in the laundry basket we were pretty sure what was coming next... and at 4am, we had the first new addition to the family, followed by two more. So, three kittens have been born in our bedroom closet! Devi is the best little mommy I've ever seen.
*colored at 8/29/2004 12:58:00 AM* ||
Monday, August 16, 2004
I love watching Queer as Folk with my baby. We're starting from the beginning. The theme song makes us do a funky dance every time, and I discovered a song that we've decided should be played at our wedding reception... it goes... "Boys!... Boys!... When you're a boy (you get a girl)... When you're a boy (you buy a home)..." etc. Maybe you had to be there but I actually made Jaeda rewind the DVD so I could sing it again. There's something about me singing BOYS! that is so ridiculous it's hilarious. Yes, we dance half naked around our bedroom with ceiling high windows and the blinds open. If anyone happened to be looking up from outside at 4am, they would get quite a show.
US Gymnastics started tonight! I love it love it love it! Carly Patterson is my favorite. The girls came in second after a good Romanian team in the semi-finals, after stepping out of bounds three times on floor. They're pretty solid on bars and beam, but the mistakes on floor really surprised me. They won the World Championships, and I know if they pull it together they could win again. I'm a bit like a crazed football fan or something when it comes to this sport. By default I'm getting into swimming as well, since they keep flashing over to it. Michael Phelps is the US star, with a chance at 7 gold medals, but Iain Thorpe is the Australian star, and they raced head to head today in the butterfly semi-finals, Iain just barely beating Michael. Michael is an incoming freshman to University of Michigan, so GO MICHAEL! Nicole is being pissy that I'm hogging the tv during the olympics, but hey... there is another tv down the hall. And I warned her all summer that this was a must-see for me.
*colored at 8/16/2004 04:38:00 AM* ||
Sunday, August 15, 2004
My dad called tonight, trying to back out of coming. Hell no. It's been 5 months since I've seen him and probably a year since he's really played guitar. I remember the way he was with his girlfriends/wives growing up. He played guitar like a genius, he could play Django Reinhardt if that means anything to you. When he graduated with a major in guitar performance and a minor in theory, he was an amazing classical guitarist even though now he plays mostly country and *ick* gospel. I remember the way he would play that guitar at night, and even though his current lady thought he was amazing and wonderful on the guitar in the beginning, in the end they were just annoyed with his passion. I never was... I used to sit on the bed and just watch him practice. He would talk to me like I was his fellow guitar peer, showing me music, telling me the technique he was trying to master, telling me about the artist, the writer, the way it was written... I didn't get tired of it. I know now that as a musician all you really need is one person who likes it enough to stare at you with rapt attention while you play, that one person to make you feel like your talent isn't a waste. I was so disgusted with those girlfriends/wives who claimed he was so amazing and bragged about him to everyone, but behind closed doors they didn't seem to care less. If someone you love has a talent, you should foster it right? Encourage it... or something.
Mike is here, he's getting really good on the guitar. I brought my fiddle home for him, and he seemed impressed. Jaeda didn't act very thrilled though. We've been painting and it's taking a long time, but I enjoy it. I enjoy working on our home, the quiet relaxing task of painting and then looking around and knowing you've created what you're looking at.
Just finished the third book of Clan of the Cave Bear series. So good.
*colored at 8/15/2004 12:48:00 AM* ||
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Pictures: http://photos.yahoo.com/boygirlwonder72 click on 'recent'. Biju dressed Jaeda up in a gorgeous sari, then Biju, Janak, and Nicole helped me move my stuff and our furniture from Meijers. Then Biju and Janak helped me put my futon back together. I have awesome friends. Don't know what we would've done without'em. Today I hauled ass in to work at 7:30am, Jaeda and I ran some errands and went over to Wendy's to see the baby and my cousin Rose. Now we're watching movies, she's working on our scrapbook and I'm... just thinking about a perfect day it's been, waking up with her, laughing with her, just being together doing things in our life together, all day long.
*colored at 8/08/2004 10:00:00 PM* ||
Saturday, August 07, 2004
lying in each other's arms, watching a movie, laughing and talking and kissing all night long... nothing could be more perfect.
we've both been suffering from debilitating migraines. yesterday I had my head over a plastic bag and I was wishing someone would just hit me over the head with a shovel and put me out of my misery. we take good care of each other though, she makes me soup, I make her tea...
our bedroom is a disaster area as our clothes, scrapbook stuff, water bottles and other things surround the mattress. but we have cable and internet, so all is good. Today Jaeda is going to meet Biju and Janak. She's already met Nicole and Erin and that went well. I know how overwhelming it can be to meet your SO's friends, but luckily my friends are pretty chill people, plus they really liked Jaeda. Nicole said "she's so easy to talk to" and Nicole doesn't like many people.
It's so amazing to come home to her at night. So amazing to wake up next to her in the morning. Last night I was thinking about how incredible it is that we've gone through everything we have... being 1000 miles apart for more than a year and a half, other relationships, break-ups, family traumas, surgery... It's astounding that we're here, and love each other more than anything. It gives me faith in us, and in love.
*colored at 8/07/2004 03:38:00 PM* ||
Wednesday, August 04, 2004
She's here... and it's surreal... not waiting for anything, not aching... just feeling full and complete. Our apartment rocks, and it will be even better when we paint it in all the colors we picked out. The internet and cable are finally working, yay!
Tomorrow it will be two years since I first laid eyes on Jaeda.
*colored at 8/04/2004 01:26:00 PM* ||
Sunday, August 01, 2004
I got the keys to our apartment today! It's so fantastic. Needs some paint and some cleaning, but it's fabulous. I poked around in all the closets, cabinets, and cupboards. I imagined where we'd put furniture. And mostly, I imagined us in it. Sleeping, eating, laughing, crying... just being. That's all I ask out of life, just the opportunity to spend it being with her.
*colored at 8/01/2004 12:31:00 AM* ||
Friday, July 30, 2004
busy... even on my days off. lessons and haircuts and visiting grandma and biju-didi and the bank and class and the library... I hardly know what I'm doing anymore. Janak, Biju, and I watched Kerry's speech... I'll be excited and hopeful if he wins, but if not... I don't want to live here anymore.
Starting tomorrow I work every day until next Saturday. Two of those days will just be 4-8 though. Tomorrow I have a fiddle lesson, saturday I work breakfast and afternoon shift and pick up the apartment key in between. Sunday is work and then spending the night and Janak and Biju's new apartment. Monday I'm driving Janak to Canton where they grocery shop, going to work, and then picking up jaeda. Whew.
I saw my mother today and she gave me a hug. She could tell I was still a little put off. I hate fighting with my mother. It hurts me a lot. I hated leaving the country too, it was a beautiful perfect summer day, the corn was tall, the breeze smelled like fresh grass and flowers... I wish I had the time to just lie around, soaking it all in.
*colored at 7/30/2004 12:32:00 AM* ||
Sunday, July 25, 2004
I was having one of my little epiphanies on the way home from work today. As a result of finishing Aimée and Jaguar, which depressed me horribly and made me want to hold Jaeda tight and never let go, I was contemplating the remainder of Lilly's life after Felice disappeared. Though physically she lived, her whole life revolved around those years with Felice, the memories, the pain... It just made me think about what life really means. We spend so much of our time consumed with financial struggles, family dramas, problems with work... and yet, after it's all said and done, we remember the love. The love that we had for friends and family, but mostly the love that we had for one special person who, for some reason, stole more of our heart than anyone else ever could. I have this incredible chance to make a life and spend every day with that person, a chance so many people will never have, a chance so many people will give up because they don't understand the enormity of it. We have to survive, so we have to worry about jobs and money. We want to be comfortable and entertained, so we have to worry about a car and a house and stuff like that. But really, who cares? I don't want to spend every day worrying about this little shit when the most important thing in the world, my deepest desire, my love... is going to be with me, have a family with me, share her secrets, dreams, feelings, and love with me. Lilly Wust and Felice Shragenheimer had that taken away from them, and if that were to happen to me, what would become of me? I would give my life and soul for this woman, and I've already given my heart and body. The opportunity to love her and share with her every day makes me one of the luckiest people on the whole earth.
*colored at 7/25/2004 12:15:00 AM* ||
Saturday, July 24, 2004
I'm not in a good mood for whatever reason. I'm constantly exhausted and constantly hungry. I feel like I'm some 400 lb depressed food addict. Today I woke up and had a beef and potato burrito at taco bell. I was still starving but forced myself to wait until after my fiddle lesson to get a McChicken and fries. I got to work... still hungry. I had a bowl of soup and a glass of juice. Still hungry. I had a piece of strawberry shortcake and vanilla pudding. An hour later I made myself a Boca burger with cheese. And another piece of strawberry shortcake. An hour and a half after that I ate pot roast, brussel sprouts, and potatoes. Still hungry. Told myself I'd eat a bowl of cereal when I got home. Why do I feel like I shouldn't? What is wrong with me? My whole day, every day, revolves around when I can get food. I plan for it and after I eat I'm still hungry so I tell myself "2 more hours and you can eat again..."
I'm skinny, so it's not a weight problem. Of course there's my mother's voice in the back of my head telling me that if I'm not careful I'll end up like her and my dad and everyone else in my family who started off stick-thin and ended up overweight. I'm worried that I'm forming bad eating habits that I won't be able to get rid of when or if that day finally comes when my metabolism will slow down in accordance with my heredity.
I spent the night reading Aimée and Jaguar, watching road rules, and pining over Jaeda. This waiting game is so insufferable.
I think everyone walks around with that sense of "alone-ness", well a lot of people, especially young people. I think those of us that have someone who really loves us and who we love in return, those of us who have that and don't feel "alone" should consider ourselves blessed, because for a short time we can walk around on this earth without that horrible aloneness and sense of expectation.
*colored at 7/24/2004 12:10:00 AM* ||
from my Nepali brother in the village I stayed in:
"Hey Edith(Samjana) didi there is big Hello and Namesta from me as well from my family from Bistachhap.This is Bijay Karki brother of Ambika from Bistachhap. Hope you are doing well there. I am so sorry that I am mailing you very late. My sister Ambika always asks me to mail her but actually I don't use internet for long time so I couldn't manage the time to reply the mails. I am really sorry for being late. Although I hadn't meet you, I know about you coz Ambika always explain me about you.I am impressed that you are nice and fluently nepali speaker. Here we all are doing good and having good time. Hope same with you there. My sister had asked me to convey her big hug and love to you. Well i requests you to mail me back. Gooddbye and have a nice time.Bhai Bijay"
*colored at 7/24/2004 12:02:00 AM* ||
Thursday, July 22, 2004
I got all dressed, woke up at the crack of down (that would be 9:30 for me) and left for the dermatologist. I made it six feet from the driveway and my car fell into one of the many holes in my road due to the season of road construction, also known in other parts of the country as summer. so I called and re-scheduled my appointment (you're coming with me now baby) and was about to get AAA out here when a friendly construction dude helped me out. So now I guess since I'm up I'll go ahead and take that online history test. fun fun.
*colored at 7/22/2004 10:23:00 AM* ||
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
I'm back. We did lots of fun stuff even though it was hot hot hot. Although the heat didn't bother me as much as usual. We saw two movies, thanks to free movie tickets: The Notebook and Fahrenheit 9/11. Both excellent movies for completely different reasons. Who could believe that in two years my girl and I hadn't seen a movie together?? We went to all of the fabulous places to eat that texas has, such as chik fil-a, sonic, taco bueno, whataburger, and on the border. Her dad is staying with her for a little while so I got to spend a little time with my future father-in-law. Plus his two cats, all together four of them... lots of cat fights and kitty love. Thirteen days until she flies up here!!! That's when all the work starts... packing and moving and getting the apartment all nice. But I can't wait!
*colored at 7/20/2004 10:48:00 PM* ||
Saturday, July 17, 2004
movie... candles... dancing... falling asleep in each other's arms... and waking up to her beauitiful face.
I want nothing else out of life but you in this place... -melissa
*colored at 7/17/2004 01:27:00 PM* ||
Friday, July 16, 2004
Margaret Jack, my favorite little Scottish resident, has stopped eating and drinking. She's 90 and I think she wants to die. Once they stop eating it's just a matter of time... I came out of her room and cried. It goes with the job, but it's still hard.
*colored at 7/16/2004 01:13:00 AM* ||
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
Well after working 20 hours out of 32 I really needed a day off. I couldn't sleep in because I had to go to my first gyno appointment *gulp*. It was ok, I guess, if you like cold pointy metal objects up where they don't belong. She thought my right ovary was swollen but an ultrasound showed I was normal. It was weird being in that ultrasound room, with the little screen... it felt like I was pregnant or something. If Jaeda had been there with me it might have been funny.
Dr.: and what method of birth control do you use?
Me: Lesbianism.
Dr.: Oh! Well that would work...
So then I had to take an exam, and afterwards I drove home to spend time with the family. Brie came over, we ordered pizza, went swimming... it was fun and really relaxing. I took a nap to the sound of the waves and the breeze in the leaves. I don't think there is any place in the world I feel safer or more secure.
And how much did I weigh at the gyno's today? 107!!! Holy mother of god I couldn't believe it... My mother now thinks it's funny to joke that I'm getting fat. I don't think that's funny at all...
*colored at 7/13/2004 12:45:00 AM* ||
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
I don't want to go to work tomorrow at 10. I'm not a goddamn maid or a puppy-sitter. I called them today and told them to find someone else. In the meantime, I'm stuck. It sucks sucks sucks. I wish my little 2 day vacation wasn't over. I enjoyed sleeping in, dressing down, practicing my fiddle, taking an afternoon nap... ah, I remember the good ole days when it wasn't just work, work, work...
*colored at 7/06/2004 11:30:00 PM* ||
I have nothing to complain about really. I'm living comfortably, going to college, working at a job I like, in love with the woman of my dreams... so why did I come home all pissy and hell-bent on having a fight? I can be such an asshole. There's no reason for me to act like that even if I do get worried about money and other shit. why worry about something that hasn't happened yet and I can't do anything about?
It's so great having two days off. I spent the day at Biju's eating lots of food and doing all of my homework for my online class. It's amazing that I didn't fall asleep while I was doing it. Tomorrow I have class and a list of things I need to do since everything was closed today and yesterday. I'm excited to get my string fixed, a tuner, a mute, and rosin.
*colored at 7/06/2004 12:39:00 AM* ||
Friday, July 02, 2004
happy 20th birthday to me. I hope today is a lot more fun than tonight. I'm going to grandma's for a party on the lake- mom, grandma and grandpa, me, biju, janak, brie, her brothers, and her mom. We'll be grilling, going for a boat ride, and seeing a movie. I'll be so happy to hang out with biju and brie, between work and school I never see anyone anymore.
*colored at 7/02/2004 03:28:00 AM* ||
Thursday, July 01, 2004
10am I arrive at my new job, providing "companionship" for an elderly lady. Pfffft! Turns out I'm supposed to be some kind of freaking maid. Her son gives me a list of chores... take care of the puppy, do the laundry, change the sheets, make the bed, dust, make lunch, do the dishes, make tea, vacuum... Hell no! I must be desperate if I'm doing this. If Teresa hadn't cut my hours at Brecon I'd call Home Instead today and say "yeah this isn't for me" but now I can't, damn it all.
Then I get to work and all hell breaks loose. One guy could barely walk to his apartment and refused to let us put him in a wheelchair. Took me a half hour to get him to his appartment. Then he can't even stand up, he wets himself, and we have to bodily put him on the toilet. I somehow end up in charge of this whole thing. I call his daughter and help her physically put him in a wheelchair and then into his own chair. I told her that we could not do that kind of lifting, she would have to take care of it and if she wouldn't, we'd call 911. Something is so wrong with him and she's acting like it's nothing. So the whole ordeal lasted two hours, and then we were late for rounds. So I finish those, and another lady falls. Then someone gets sick, then someone else needs a pain pill, someone else a roll of toilet paper, someone else is hungry, someone else wants their blinds closed... and on and on until I thought I'd go crazy. My feet sting. And I still managed to get my work for class done and practice my fiddle.
So that was my 12 hour day of hard labor. My mom was nice and brought me burritos. And I stole some spaghetti, so I have food for tomorrow. I got two birthday cards today, and a borders gift certificate from Nicole! YAY! It's almost my birthday!
*colored at 7/01/2004 12:19:00 AM* ||
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Everything was fine until I got to work. The new schedule was out. I'm a full-time employee and my hours were reduced to 4 and 3 days a week. So not ok. What am I supposed to do? I already have a second job, and even then my days at Brecon are so random they can't work around my schedule. I don't know what to do, except tell Teresa that if things don't change, I'm leaving. But really, I can't leave. I need this job because it gives me time to study and practice. Yet I need 40 hours to pay the damn bills. I'm fucked. I'm so stressed out about this right now my stomach hurts and I couldn't be payed to smile.
I have to go to that lady's house tomorrow for Home Instead and I don't know her, I don't know how to cook or do her laundry... so I'm pretty anxious about it. Getting up at 9am isn't exactly thrilling either.
And Jaeda is at a melissa ferrick concert without me.
I'm going to bed now. And if I toss and turn as much as I have the last few nights, I'm breaking out the xanax. Maybe something will go right for a change tomorrow. I mean, it could happen, right?
*colored at 6/29/2004 11:58:00 PM* ||
Monday, June 28, 2004
I spent the last two nights with my eyes glued to the USA Olympic Team Gymnastics Trials. Every four years I get a wee bit obsessed with the US Olympic Gymnastics team. Like a crazy screaming Pistons fan or something.
Tomorrow I have to haggle with the owner of the apartment I want, haggle with financial aid, while starting summer semester and going to work, among other things.
*colored at 6/28/2004 02:51:00 AM* ||
Saturday, June 26, 2004
There's just something about a violin. The way it curves... the slender neck, the delicate arch of the bow... the way anyone who plays it simply looks...classic. I love touching it, I love holding it, I love hearing the sounds it makes (not always great right now, but I'll get better!) I love the way I look playing it, the way I feel. I just want to play it forever... I love the piano too, and I don't like going without playing it for a while, but it doesn't make me feel like that. Maybe I was a violinist in a past life or something. The violin itself seems like a work of art to me. My arms and fingers itch to play it.
I'm getting a haircut tomorrow! Sooo happy, not just to see david but to get this mop on my head under control. I have $40 from my uncle for my birthday, so I'll go and get my hair cut and bleached. Happy birthday to me.
*colored at 6/26/2004 01:54:00 AM* ||
Saturday, June 19, 2004
So what's new with me? Not working for a month put me in the hole financially, so I'm awaiting my first paycheck next week. Won't cover more than rent really, so I guess it won't be that gratifying. I'm also looking for a new apartment for fall. I think I've found a place but I need to put a security deposit down for pre-leasing, and I certainly don't have that. Hmmmmm. Otherwise I'm working nearly every day and starting fiddle lessons, while continuing my Nepali lessons of course. I seem to be tired all the time no matter how much I sleep so I'm not sure what's going on there. I can't afford to be sick.
*colored at 6/19/2004 01:56:00 AM* ||
