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parking lot karma

12-18-'99: about 10:30

I always feel funny after I watch a movie. good ones, anyway. I just got back from "anna and the king"...I dunno...call me a hopeless romantic, but I thought it was really good. got me close to tears, and that's saying a LOT coming from me. but it's put me in thise weird romantic mood...I just wanna snuggle up with the one I love...but where is he? he's only ever around when I think I don't need him so badly. so goes the story of life, I suppose.

but if you're looking for a good movie to see, honestly, it was worth the $6.50 or whatever it costed, I already forgot.

but anyway, the rest of the day was interesting. I woke up around my regular time...noon or so...took a shower blah blah blah. I also talked to wyatt...it's funny, it seems like I only ever hear from him when he's recently come up in conversation. taco was talking about him yesterday and poof, there he is. spooky.

then I went out to the mall and did some christmas shopping. I honestly had only bought one gift...but at least this time I didn't wait until december 23rd. the mall was PACKED with people, it drove me NUTS. it took us about 15 minutes to find a parking spot, my dad just doesn't seem to have the parking lot karma my mom does...it's probably because he's thinking too much about hitting those annoying pedestrians who stop in the middle of the road to pick their nose and cause about 50 billion cars to pile up behind you honking. or something. just clear your mind and the parking space will be yours.

I don't know what it is, but I just LOVE buying people gifts. and giving them to them. I'd much rather give gifts than get them...it's so much fun to pick something out for someone you know and watch their reaction when you give it to them. I think that's the ONLY thing I like about this time of year...that and the huge family get-together. the whole tradition of it is wonderful to me, but the whole commercial BS part of it makes me want to gag. it's all so manufactured and fake, and if there is one thing I can't stand, it's fakeness. and the holidays are just oozing with fakeness, fake people, fake feelings, fake caring, fake compassion, fake smiles, fake love, fake hugs, fake excitement, fake trees. just thinking of all the phony-ness makes me shudder. people have turned something with meaning into something completely meaningless, and they're ruining it for everyone else who believes there's something real in christmas. I'm not a very religious person, but christmas has a lot of meaning to me, it's deeply rooted in my family, my life, and my traditions. there is a true meaning of christmas, as expressed in linus' soliloquy in "a charlie brown christmas," and although my beliefs differ from practicing christians and catholics and whatnot, I believe that it's something to be observed and respected. not sold and profited from. I'm like charlie brown, except I'm a chick and I'm not a cartoon. christmas is running a monopoly on the market, I think it should be split and we can leave the BS to the fake people.

anyway, so I got most of my shopping done. I got my mom some very very fine flannel PJs at victoria's secret, my first purchase ever from there...but it was worth it, I remember my mom talking about how much she wanted a pair but wouldn't splurge on the luxury. I like shopping when I have things to get and money to spend. I also bought a value meal at dairy queen and got a free christmas glass...score. free stuff rules.

then I went to hastings and looked through their used CDs and stuff...ended up buying one of the horrible 2.99 movies for taco (the title and nature will not be exposed at the time, for fear taco may catch wind and the surprise will be ruined) and some little fuzzy notebooks for tasha and becca. I splurged and bought myself a rad sparkly aqua pen that rites in glittery aqua ink. but while at hastings, I saw The Freshman's Little Friend's Older Brother...I guess he works there. good looking guy.

damnit...now that I think of it, I may have lost my purse. crapola. I did. well isn't that wonderful...my felix the cat in box with all my makeup in it. the day I change purses is the day I lose it, of course. good thing i carry my wallet and checkbook in my back pocket, I'd never forgive myself if I lost those.

well no use dwelling on it. it's not coming back.

anyway, where was I? I think that was about it for today. man that pisses me off. life sucks when you're stupid.

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