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backwards links and an unsucky entry (i hope).
5:26 pm - March 27, 2004

it's strange and almost sad how much this has changed. A random visitor directed me to an entry from 2002. This place was wide open then.. I was wide open then, now it's almost as though there is no inner conflict, or it's just inner conflict that is so inner that I don't want anyone to know about it yet.. all the stuff that people can know about is already out there and seems overly repetitive to bring up again.

I'm living with someone I like, so no conflict there (except our weird landlord lives in the apartment underneath us.)

I'm working two jobs and still not making enough money to keep the creditors away. I think I have a money curse. I don't drink, I don't buy clothes, and I don't even spend that much money on junk, yet somehow there's never enough. I think I'm going to find a bootleg copy of quicken and start tracking everything like a police dog.

Patrick will be around full time again in a little over a month, so that's a positive.

Michael keeps me sane by letting me act like a nut and not laughing too much.

everyone else is around if i need them.

Ben and I seemed to have gotten past the past, which is nice. We went and saw Barbarian Invasions the other day and it was enjoyable. (It's now playing at Westdale, and I recommend going to see it.)

I finished my dress, which is cool, i just have to finish that quilt.

I'm going to see microbunny and mean red spiders tonight with david and holly.

my cat is super and my seeds are growing. and my allergies seem at bay.

I remembered the other day that I had originally applied to Mac for Health Sciences, so i suppose it isn't all that strange that I'm finding that I have an interest in health policy and issues, however it's sad that I'm too far into my degree to actually take enough public policy classes to make a huge difference, although I think I may take something health related next year.. there's a peace studies course that sounds interesting.

I'm not sure where I want to go after school. The next year will be decisive. The summer will be decisive.

i feel like I belong in a death cab song, i'm not sure which one though.