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Monday, January 31, 2005 ( 7:50 PM ) i'm really digging south pacific right now. go figure. i is... check it it is only 8 hours after i sent my thespian minutes and already i have recieved two replies! they were so great: 1.MUSICAL MuSICAL we need boys boys boys. solution: recruiting Cordelia is inspired by radio talk to go recruit bro. he has track =(. he is coerced into crew but not really cordelia returns, tom is doing bball... =( =) cordelia throws her apple at him, shouting "think fast!" he does not catch it. he will rethink his decision? sara starts writing her "best line" on the board, while kris sings a TERRIBLE song. cordelia pretends to throw up, defaces sara's line, and storms out. RECAP: +kinzie is mad/sad (monologue stealing?!?!?!) +cordelia is tom's personal cheerleader who throws apples +brad likes his significant others like he likes his lunch box. i actually did pretend to throw up. ahhahahahhaha. it was sooooo great! maybe i'll do it in sfac tomorrow. last night i dyed my hair blue. i still want to give myself mad props for giving tera and jake shit. YES! my replies to minutes is up by 2 plus one compliment from titty ann <3. i love ze punk rock. i do not love ze drunks and flakey bastards. i love french. la longue des grenouilles! <3 <3 the end for now! # Sunday, January 30, 2005 ( 1:37 AM ) codpiece cop out a week ago i was in a diner eating breakfast food and singing to this song* with mark while he drank a milkshake through a weak straw and gave me occasional tastes. art class today was so great. i'm copying a picture of a woman in the throes of an orgasm: check check check check it out also i watched the oc. seth is fein. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA. did anyone get that? i want to make radical cheerleading shirts. *guess which song. ccc # Friday, January 28, 2005 ( 10:42 PM ) i know what you'll be telling everyone i stopped practicing guitar so i could listen to troubled hubble and your black star. i am schlaefrig. my cat is so great. i like how working in weights pays off. today i gave tess a ride home. on our way to the Saturn we saw a jesus mobile. it had a sticker: "Presidential Prayer Team." That stuff weirds me the hell out: i don't like the combination of religion and government and it smells of brainwash. being in american history is so great. because i know that the use of Psalm 33:12 by the Presidential Prayer Team is an example of Covenant Theology and maybe a little bit of city on a hill. i like when things i learn in school are applicable. Speaking of which... physics. voltage. i like it. then i saw something about linemen. i should tell ray. Also i was the only person in math to answer questions for the first ~15 minutes. I had way more fun than I should've. But no one else was raising their hands and Al J. was doing something narsty with her eyeball. and shruti was just being a crazy booty like always. i gave matt a hug after school. WHEN DID ALL THE BOYS GET SO TALL? I feel shorter. i know tom is tall, but he is, no offense, a freak of nature. no actually, i am just jealous. ANYWAYS. should i be bothered that they can see the top of my head? here is a nice schedule: art geetar fun today was good. clg # Thursday, January 27, 2005 ( 8:51 PM ) fucks yeah. suck it bitches. suck it fiends! i have found my calculator. ass. to celebrate i did a dance and pestered my cat. this find completely reverses the effects of my dad's sterness about his field of vomit--i mean choice. YEAH! my life right now: i have to write a creative writing story i love max goldberg, i want to be his best friend i smell like cigarettes i just made a george and marcia reference. if i am ever sick i hope someone will read me george and martha, i have a big book of it. the rest of my life: a bug bit me. twice. "hermit crabs live 15 years" "bullshit" i need to talk to lillian. clg # Wednesday, January 26, 2005 ( 10:23 PM ) flirty thirty i love getting text messages. i am listening to sondre lerche. they are swedish or danish or norwegian. forgive me, i do not recall. i do not know what their name means, but maybe 'lick sound.' i wouldn't mind licking this song. i wish i could remember more of my dreams. my parents like to come into my room in the morning and talk at me. because they know i won't move. this morning my mom told me something and then i remembered it in physics. "alice is teasing daddy... bla bla bla throw up" so you know how special cats get? you know when they are hunkered down and about to vomit? my mom says my cat was just sitting like that, but my dad insists that he was "twitching." another text message. hooray. today i sort of wished that i could get a snake with a two year life expectancy and give it to mark. then i would take care of it and when we went to college it would die. this was such a bizarre thought. quite selfish too. i didnt think he'd approve of getting a pet based on lifespan. yeah, i dont really either. i also would NOT be able to feed it mice. ew. my pants=cingular extend...?! YOWZA i am going to minnesota for president's day weekend. bnw?lol?mrej? clg # ( 8:26 PM ) Eurgh: dear girls: friends and not-friends alike. Please, please, stop plucking your eyebrows. i do not want to sound mean, but if you keep it up, you will end up with no eyebrows at all. half (1/3?) of you have no idea what you're doing. i love your eyebrows. please. just grow them out. they arent so bad, are they? nooo! you like the natural, mature look! you know, if you MUST remove eyebrow hairs, why dont you go to the mall and ask the ladies at the beauty counter for advice? free advice? or spend lots of money on a consultation? you have a tweezer problem like i have a scissors problem. i start cutting my hair and i keep cutting, but all y'all just tweeze away. kthx p.s. today mark was sick so i brought him some snakes, a love letter. i threw bark at his window for a while, then i realized that he wasnt there. so then i looked in a window at him with a crazy smile! # Tuesday, January 25, 2005 ( 10:43 PM ) wedding my nana knew someone named mr. byrd oh mr. byrd: with your immaculate lawn this was the 70s or 80s we would never dream of letting our leaves blow into your yard oh mr. byrd, you mousey man did you forget how to take out your key and hit the garage button instead? blogger deleted my photo filled tattoo update. basically it just looks a little moldy. i love caitlin's blog. batia and i have spent the whole night chatting, pinging pictures of hedgehogs back and forth. i love cookie crisp and i wish i could go to a cereal restaurant. yum! clg # Sunday, January 23, 2005 ( 1:17 PM ) do you ever wake up and find really weird things in your bed? like feta cheese? yeah, me neither. sand? no. last night was a terrible winter formal! actually, it was only bad because of most of the music. but then mark and i went to a diner and i ate breakfast food and was content. and on the way home i discovered the somnifying property of seat warmers. YUM! it is supremely weird to get a cut and not notice until you see lots of blood on the floor. last night i accidently gave myself a tattoo. it is of the prison variety and it hurt a lot. here is what happened: i was sitting in my chair doing my silly college prepardnes homework. i was using a beautiful rapidograph pen (00/.30) then my dad did something loud. and i was startled. the pen slipped from my fingers and down towards my bare foot. my poor little left foot was punctured. ouch. i squeezed and washed but the ink, it would seem, is there to stay. fortunately, it is small, and only slightly inflamed. the end. cordelia # Saturday, January 22, 2005 ( 3:47 PM ) "piss" # ( 3:19 PM ) februar this morning sean canceled my lesson. this is especially sad because this week, unlike most, was a week when i had actually practiced. but then i called kinzoo and she came over and tried on my dresses and taught me "ben tuttle abs" which i like a lot. i am motivated to do them for secret reasons. then i played sims 2. i should do my homework. blarg. that take home math is icky. it's so snowy that maybe my boo cant drive me to winter formal in which case i will a. stay home b. go alone. last night i did not go to the game because i was incredibly tired. also some funny people who hated ashley judd came over. also my dad made good pizza. i got my grades today. hoorah. time for math/english/20 minute stories clg # Thursday, January 20, 2005 ( 10:24 PM ) hip hip hoorah. if i had any idea where my cd booklet is, i'd listen to that pretty song. i have found it. i am so proud of activism club! a vigil! a man! a plan! a canal: panama! no really, it was so great that we did it and that people came. i feel full of goodwill. i gave jammers a ride home. after he stopped holding the soup it spilled. it looks like someone had a little puke in the backseat, so i put some snow on it. HAHA. this summer i we were on the highway while i was listening to this cd it was great, i was in love and there was an incendie. it was exciting and warm. i really like talking about drugs but i think i am capable of self discovery and craziness without them, so i choose to pass on the grass. so the candles didnt work very well at the vigil, but there were lots of people! highlights: sara's ear warmers annie's cookies the ukele man: some people might say it is bad to call him this, but i do not know his name! nicely, he provided a lighter a billion times when our candles blew out. i actually said something about him in english, when mr. rayburn said "ukele" and now i can be like "SMACK MR. RAYBURN, I SAW HIM AND YOUR DAUGHTER AND YOUR SON. ASS" no actually the last part was an inside joke between me and my spleen. i am sooo hyper. maybe annie's brownies were so good because she accidently used crack or cocaine instead of sugar. i loved tonight. i dont care if people in the lounge said it didnt do anything. that was sad. well it did do something. it let me eat brownies and it let activists get together and feel hopeful-- joyous even that people will freeze their toes to come together, eat yummy food and raise voices of dissent against scary things. and do not tell me the bush administration isnt scary. please. mr. sutton came for prep and it was funny. dakota is also funny. yay! i am looking forward to the faculty game AHHHHHHHHH! i love shruti and lucy and roveiza and everyone and now i am going to shower! cordelia # Tuesday, January 18, 2005 ( 10:01 PM ) HEALTH SCHMEALTH oi polloi is such a great band name. ANYWAYS: i volunteer myself: lots of people dont like what we talk about in health. tell me what you wanna talk about (anonymous comment, email) and i will email deedee a la down low. last night i saw static electricity. like in blankets it was so cool and great. clg # Monday, January 17, 2005 ( 10:16 PM ) my tummy is full of water and ramen noodles. today i played the sims 2. i worked a little on: math english that homeworky college thing now i am going to brush the ramen off my teeth and read middlesex... rowr. p.s. i also went to the basketball game. it was pretty great. i am still in awe of merry ann's being in downtown champaign. my nana will love it! p.p.s. my mommy is weaving ferociously p.p.p.s. my boyfriend is enraged because he will be sent to mexico instead of brazil. # Sunday, January 16, 2005 ( 4:09 PM ) bla bla bla in a thinnly veiled attempt to steal my boyfriend, sarahshee sloogarinoo* called and tried to get his phone number for "unique" purposes. it didn't matter though, because he is in the great state of wisconsin. upon hearing this it duhhed itself, giggled and said goodbye. it is my buddy, but sometimes so confused. i still need to figure out my dress situation. blarg. kari is coming over i want to play up words and eat bunny tracks. i hope she agrees. all i am listening to is "with a little help from my friends." this is silly fun. i have been reading Middlesex. the other day it was on my bed with all the covers rumpled and oh my! when do the seniors get back? I have nooo idea. sometimes i talk about my top ten favorite memories. lots of them include fireworks. sims 2? clg *name changed to protect the accused from whatever it is afraid of. # ( 1:31 AM ) today i went looking for dresses. none were found. well one: but i am sorry. circles. please. just shove it. you are hip. but puhlease. then i ate three cashews--> i worked for 1.5 hours in the kitchen, rolling, stringing and stirring. then people came over for dinner but lucy and i escaped for napoleon dynamite. cut to lucy and myself at farid's old house with a malfunctioning cellphone. BUT: we saw jake roth and his new do at county market where we used a payphone and inhaled cigarette smoke. afterwards we all went to the new merry ann's. lucy and i ate cheese fries. it was sweet. i wish it was warmer. sometimes i wonder what it would be like to live in washington, we almost did, you know. i accidently said, in a very civilized way, something about wisconsin boys; which, unfortunately, piqued al's interest because, well duh, he is from wisconsin, but i am sorry, i had forgotten. then we talked about "getting to know oneself," david's member (or lack there of?), rap and all the great things in life. i like how jewish my dad is acting and making me feel. no i dont. i think he is ignoring me, so when he didnt respond to one of my queries, after he had just walked by, i did that napoleon kick. HAHA! # Friday, January 14, 2005 ( 10:28 PM ) take your shoes off and feel the freedom! i am pale. i should go to bed. this evening i watched law and order. then i went to a latex expo then i drove home. tomorrow: all about the petrified mouse in our basement. # Thursday, January 13, 2005 ( 6:49 PM ) YAWNY YAWNY just imagine batia singing that song about being tired. that is how i feel. tyred. TIRED. sleepy. things that are good: my physics final not kicking my ass things i am excited about: U-HAC armbands things i should remember: latex expo friday dresses saturday lucy din dins saturday boys bball monday things that are bogus: ms. plisch writing my name on the board things that are strange: makeup (?!?!?!) on MY desk in GERMAN so then i turned it over, told bro that his comb was hanging out of his pack and then herr w came over and was mad that i had turned it over during which chris left thinking i had told him his something else (not what kinzie thinks) was hanging out then i tried to explain to herr w BUT WHOOPS! he didnt speak english. FRISTERATING! the end. clg # Monday, January 10, 2005 ( 10:22 PM ) batya is great! CatGirlCool (10:12:04 PM): Batia Snir (10:11:36 PM): dear cordelia Batia Snir (10:11:42 PM): you shook me all night long? CatGirlCool (10:11:54 PM): WHAT?! Shrutster22 (10:13:06 PM): is it a song Shrutster22 (10:13:14 PM): ? CatGirlCool (10:13:14 PM): so she says my lip feels weird # ( 6:45 PM ) your face is bleeding whenever i get a new cd with or without song titles i always flip through it and listen to the first 5 seconds of each song, trying to find the one song i know. usually this doesnt work, but i do it a few times, first five seconds then ten, until i chill out and just listen to it. i almost started doing this with "Dear Catastrophe Waitress" by Belle and Sebastian. Fortunately, I actually found the song on the third brief listen, so I don't have to relax. also, there was some blood on some mail we got to day. a little gross. the end. # Sunday, January 09, 2005 ( 1:11 AM ) but the dealer just stares. today i ate: toast pizza pizza icecream my ribs are weird. i hate some things. tcatwa made me cry. ragtime made me cry. i am sick of pizza. i am sick of school work. it is not even third quarter. i cant imagine doing swimming year round. jay z isnt stuck in my head anymore. i dont have to wear makeup for a long time. i want to hear the streets. i am not tired. yet. i am not tired yet. i am not. clg # Saturday, January 08, 2005 ( 1:15 AM ) to be released immediately: Pro-Democracy Vigil Thursday, Jan. 20th 6-6:30pm corner of green and wright in urbana (in front of the alma mater) bring signs and candles warm food and drinks will be provided by food not bombs. sponsored by the uni high activism club -clg # Thursday, January 06, 2005 ( 11:27 PM ) deedlidum. theaterfest. theaterfest. so many loud theater people together in one space AND OMMFG! I SAW THE NAZI GUY WITH THE BIG FUR HAT AND GLASSES AND OVERALLS. dear nazi guy: if you show me more disrespect i will tell you. i will say "FUCK YOU! RESPECT ME!" actually, that happened in a dream, sort of i was like "fuck! dont sexually harass me" and then i kicked whomever had been harassing me and i told ben leroy and he was like "but isnt kicking them kinda like harassment?" BEN! then i woke up. it was such a dumb dream. this week has been a little rough. my top favorite parts: listening to "Evil" in the lounge with mark hearing bro tell kovacs to go eat farid's vomit because he was so outraged over mark's unjust whatever it was. the pretty trees! watching ryo beat up gorillazilla ryo.... =( my non-favorite parts: not having the return receipt from the waldsee application my body being commented on rehearsal. yesterday's physics the makings of a good plan cordelia # Sunday, January 02, 2005 ( 10:18 PM ) weightless: semi-erotic my brief stint in the working world ended well with vegetarian friendly dinner and counting but sadly also two knee spasms. tomorrow first day of second tech. i am fucked. also first day of the rest of my life. also first day of my bad mood. also first day of crane folding for tsunami relief. i lud anna file. i should remember my paper and wits. the end. cordelia # Saturday, January 01, 2005 ( 11:31 PM ) dear lucy, i bought craig thompson's new book. i will lend it to you, and ms. harris. cordelia # ( 3:21 PM ) update: my new year's resolution is as follows: damn it feels good to be a gangster. my cat is here. he's tired. too much partying! last night kinzie and i were out partying and there was a cute boy who liked me (maybe) and i wished that i hadnt asked his name and everyone came over to my house but then i fell asleep and when i woke up i didnt remember that much and then someone had made us egg mcmuffins with chicken or turkey so i picked mine off because i dont eat meat. then i was a senior and i was excited and i was like "LUCY! WE'RE SENIORS!" and dan pleck was there and so was dr. j because he was principle again and uni gym was bright. oh yeah, that was all a dream. the night before that i dreamt that some people were over for my sweet sixteen. i just wanted to get away from them. sara started hitting me so i was like "sara! not without the mud!" and ben sims, who was in the kitchen found that funny. she was being unreasonable. and then i ran away to wash my white dress that had gotten a stain and i was running in our hallway but then all of a sudden a woman in a black parka appeared and i screamed the loudest scream of my life and then i was like "DAMN." because i had given away my position, AGAIN. but it turned out she was just the ice lady and i woke up. last night mark and i played up words. bye clg. # |
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