Journal Entries 1999

July 21, 1999 at 7 pm
I have not written in about a gazillion years.
thunderstorm.
This sucks; I have been on a 4-month drought where writing is concerned. I'm so uninspired; I have nothing to write. I don't know why I sold back The The "Hanky Panky", it's kinda cool. I'm out of a job, and so sick of having to say that. The last three years of my life have been a broken record.

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(unsure of date)
I wrote last Thursday?? I's already Tuesday--the first time since then that I've been alone, and it's about fucking time! I'm so sick of being with people, or even moreso, sick of not being alone? It's kind of hard to keep up friendships. I only want to see them once every few weeks, not every week, or every few days!! But I AM grateful for the friends that I do have. I just find myself much easier to deal with than any of my friends (now anyway, NOT always!!!) Wednesday night I hung out with Amy. She's very wearing. But I did beat her at Scrabble AND Boggle! Yeahh!


My dream/ideal is someone with whom we can be alone together. (NOT to replace strict alone time though;t hat's important).

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piano fund
psychiatrist
Mom's surgery
job
Maria's wedding
alone
made room mine
bought own T.V.
made olive oil
brave about reading book (breast cancer...Mom)
drains
bandages

Disney
opera
$34.00
scoffing
"I never made love by lantern shine;
I never saw rainbows in my wine.
but now that your lips are burning mine,
I'm beginning to see the light."
blackberry cobbler
Abridged Dictionary of Abstract Ideas

Things that make me appreciate the world a little more:
pigeon walking across the street at a crosswalk.

writing group: send 1-2 page writing sample--prose, and brief statement of personal interest and expectations to peteena.

I do better when I know what's expected of me.