2004-07-27 10:23 p.m.

put your head on my shoulder

the week trudges on.

better than before though. bnj is going well, i worked 10 hours yesterday by accident. i won't mind come paycheck time. and the government sent me 60 more dollars for some reason. good times.

returned laura's library books finally, and joined the library too. took out a giant matisse book and two movies. watched 'little voice' and have 'emma' to go. just took it out cause i saw it. i'm not sure if i want to watch it, i may want to finish the book first. but seeing as the movie is due thursday and i'm only about 200 pages in...

i worked with brigid yesterday. that was fun. working tomorrow too. i love working in the mornings. baking cookies, pints... it's peaceful. and i'm working with susie and jackie (they're sisters, don't you know) so that's fun.

watched the bourne identity again today with bridge and mollie. goood movie. oh matt damon. you're so good. i think i'm seeing bourne supremacy on thursday with those girls.

hey, wendy gets back thursday. that's exciting. i really missed her. and she's not someone i see every day or just call up randomly or walk to her house on a whim, so it surprised me that i missed her so much. but she'll be home soon with photos and stories and that will be nice. another friend in the city. and soon everyone will start trickling back and there will be a couple of weeks of bliss between when everyone is home and when maia leaves for oberlin and brigid leaves for perry sound and amanda leaves for ryerson. it's really catastrophic. i feel like everything is going to fall apart. well, no. but it won't be the same. it will simply be the same only less good, less fun, less nice.

i think pride is coming up soon. couldn't care less. i don't want to go to the parade, i rarely have a good time. i may go see some of the movies showing in the park, some of the bands. there's a gay cowboy band that looks fun. i guess i'm just tired of gay pride as a concept. "i'm proud to be gay". that's like i'm proud to be blonde or i'm proud to own shoes.

i just finished listening to janis joplin, and there's this part, at the end of 'ball and chain', where she starts rambling about owning a cat and how you can't just own it for a day, you have to own it forever, but you can't own it forever, because all you have is one day.... oh god. it was terrible. the worst is the shouts of "yeah!" and "right on!" and "whoo!" in the background. i think i would have tired of the seventies very quickly had i lived through them.

now i'm listening to paul anka. good times.

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