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Saturday, April 30, 2005 ( 5:14 PM ) live from sestinaland: last night i was very sleepy! i had a mellow dance party and it was more like sleep walking! during dinner i almost fell asleep! i also had a guitar lesson. (first period) after dinner and sean i lazed around a bit. then i went to go play pool with ben tuttle, "kevin," kinzie, batia and chris breault. the highlight of the evening was my ability to convince chris breault to come out with us. i suck at pool, but i got a few in the holes. see? i dont even know the lingo. another highlight was running away from michael green and breault walking us to the car. i got from batia's house to my house in under eight minutes, a great accomplishment. and, because i had called ahead, my dad wasnt too angry. androids and elephants? i am going to go spoon with my cell phone and read malcolm x's autobiography. part of that was a lie. augh! i wuv wife! ok. time for malcolm. clg . # Wednesday, April 27, 2005 ( 8:41 PM ) he still likes the things today in the car i came up with my plan for bringing down walmart. i can't do it alone. could i just say that it isn't about the boys? or the prom? that it is always homies over hoes? unless you have a really special ho, or a not so special homey. but these boys, you know, they are more than just that, they are actual human beings (or they will be) and it is fun to lead them on, but it really isn't nice. and just because the tables have turned for once doesn't mean you can be mean to them, you know? i'm just sayin'. big show is going well. batia and emma increase english's goodness by 89% i finished my sestina last night and i really like it. and i keep saying this, but it just feels so right. except the end. dommage. happier: my favorite sestina ever. the end. # Tuesday, April 26, 2005 ( 8:24 PM ) surprisingly self-aware i was having a private dance party to prince in my room [dearly beloved, we are gathered here today... forever, and that's a might long time...]. but then i felt embarassed. not one to give into feelings of embarassment, i put on this mask with a long nose and long hair and continued, perhaps thinking that at least i would look crazier and no one would know who i *really* was. then i blogged about it. sometimes i forget about nirvana, sometimes i think: dave groll, puhlease, shut your mouth. actually, mostly it is about bono. AUGH. bono. where to start? how about no where, the end. . # Monday, April 25, 2005 ( 10:05 PM ) monsters will walk the earth i am bad at physics! song dedications were exchanged. no really, physics is bleak. my mom went to the doctor to get help with her sickness so i made dinner and felt sort of anxious, in need of release. it is nothing very bad, just a sort of bad cold and ickiness. other than that and physics, i like the way my face hurts, being back is good. i told my dad that i was going to apply to grinell and he got sort of mad! i asked breault if he wanted to be my best friend, he stalled, then didn't answer. oh well! good thing i have zhe and ben sims! lylas! big show is coming together, s'good! please keep trucking! cordelia p.s. once i saw a truck driver! and he wasnt scraggly, but normal! wow! the end. . # Sunday, April 24, 2005 ( 2:22 PM ) globus grune bohnen i love cake. i think i am still a bit buzzed from their concert. they were so great. it is weird how CDs just don't compare. it is also great because even though they were live, they still sounded really good. a nice change from the not-so-good acoustics of the red herring. wow. several sentences without any non-sequitors or crazy cryptic bits, i think i might be turning into tom! chicago was pretty good. our hotel was very nice except for me being woken up by a rhythmic thumping noise yesterday morning (ERLACK!). after this strange awakening, my mom and i went looking for shorts and prom dresses. we found neither, but some nice stuff in between, so it really cancels out. i also acquired a swimsuit. if any of you are around my size and have some lovely non-black prom dress, that you arent using, i would love to borrow it. the end. cordelia . # Friday, April 22, 2005 ( 3:58 PM ) bon voyage a moi. vroom, vroom! my mom and i are going to chicago to eat ethiopian food, see my dad and get sore feet. tom and i ate at sam's cafe, we also visited g-mart. then i biked home in the rain. the tulips in our backyard are very nice. so sad that you are not here to see the great green. i am vascillating over whether to put a milk carton on my eggplant (to protect it from frost!). time to leave, cordelia # Thursday, April 21, 2005 ( 10:54 PM ) accept a little sin: i love cake. i love them. CDs don't cut it. i babysat tonight. before that i slammed my finger in the car door. one minute i was listening to spanish rap and smiling and the next i was saying "HOLY SHIT!" and calling my mom. then i went to the soccer game, parallel parked, spit and cheered very loudly. when i got to natalie's house, her mom was like "Do you know Dekota Gates?" and i was like "Uhrm. Yes?" Because I don't get the News-Gazette. i have something in my room called "the gross class" it is holding a fork, a spoon, and my ice baggie from my finger mishap. bed time or collapse time! clg/glc . # Tuesday, April 19, 2005 ( 7:24 PM ) moves his words like a prize fighter someone in the neighborhood is making cheeseburgers. they smell. soooo good. so does the wet dirt. i am listening to cake (!!!). fuck! burgers! i know this is revolting to kinzie, but this is how i feel! i watered my eggplant, it's doing well. i am feeling pretty fly. i am fungry. the highlights of my day were definitely physics, and weights. i love the burn. you guys don't even know. i have just pressed my nose against the screen. i love the outdoors. less than fifty days until i go to waldsee. thank goodness! clg # Monday, April 18, 2005 ( 9:09 PM ) bitches ain't shit i was really dissapointed in big show today. i have a headache. i wrote two haikus. hooray. not. c. # Sunday, April 17, 2005 ( 10:41 PM ) roawr. the weather is just divine, everything i could have wanted and more at art class our teacher was talking about how he wasnt going to become an organ donor until he was old because he heard about some conspiracy that doctors let you die for your organs. i thought this was the stupidest thing i had ever heard and i couldn't believe that he was saying this with a straight face. there is this problem i have. when someone begins to flirt shamelessly i usually become flustered and stick my foot in my mouth. it actually isnt that bad. since it is so rare, you know. today at fnb the ukelele man brought his ukelele (encrusted with red jewels!) and played very very beautiful songs. i loved them. i hate college mail! this is perfect weather for the failures. i think i am going to send the uni high an email about how i hate whoever stole my sweater. peas out! cordelia # ( 12:50 PM ) but when the weather's nice, all the other guys don't stand a chance last night bro came over and we watched i heart huckabees. we also put the moves on each other. not. (but that is what you all wanted to hear). the movie was ok. weird. but ok. we were a bit peeved by jason schwartzman's resemblance to lockdown. despite the movie being so-so we had tons of fun and tom really missed out. i also showed bro my eggplant seedling which is doing well. i woke up with shortish hair, it's great. today is food not bombs, it's actually going on RIGHT now. but i am still in my pajamas. i can play along to deceptacon by le tigre on my ukelele. it is purple with a hibiscus motif, in case you havent heard. i am listening to the postal service and the magnet fields. and i neeeeed to shower! clg # Saturday, April 16, 2005 ( 5:20 PM ) make everybody be high i cut off my hair i went to todd's house and saw his sculptures i planted my vegetable garden clg # Thursday, April 14, 2005 ( 7:50 PM ) the left side of my face is flawed! i really want to get a plot this summer at meadow brook. then i can grow vegetables. here is my 5-6 year plan: x college for four years x or peace corps x is for me working on an organic farm. because: i love dirt and vegetables maybe i will meet a german there! here are things i would like: a small beach (not for myself, but nearby) a vegetable garden better trains cordelia # Wednesday, April 13, 2005 ( 7:37 PM ) would be a lie haha, i know something that you don't know! ha ha! at dairy queen i smelled chicken and i was like "DAMN!" you know, that thing you say when hot mamas walk by. oh man! i was getting geared up to write my "i believe..." essay, but i just remembered that it's due friday. so i can put it off another day. hoorah. i went to the doctor today and a uni alum swabbed my throat for strep. cool! i like fishies! my voice sounds manly, but i am feeling better! hooray! # Sunday, April 10, 2005 ( 10:35 PM ) fusge if i hold water towards the back of my throat it doesnt hurt! i love: cherry yogurt the weather playing with my cat in the yard the sutton's cat the pretty flowers magnolias jumping rope with alyssa, shruti and batia watch me do this: Choose a band/artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band: weezer Are you male or female: tired of sex Describe yourself: my name is jonas How do some people feel about you: why bother? How do you feel about yourself: take control Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend: keep fishin' Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: possibilities Describe where you want to be: across the sea Describe what you want to be: american gigolo Describe how you live: the good life Describe how you love: love explosion Share a few words of wisdom: don't let go that was strangely unfulfilling. hm! clg # ( 8:52 PM ) i spent many pleasant hours outside today. after waking up i changed and helped my mom in the yard. i raked seed balls and layed in the grass. but now i have a little bump on my back and a little bump on my knee. they itch. i also have a giant scrape on my thigh from a bush scratching me while i was carrying an amp. at maroonapalooza. which was find, but somnifying at the end. if you know what i mean. (no, you dont). for some reason my throat has decided to become terrible. i sound like a smoker, it is hard to talk and it hurts. yesterday anna and i knocked on someone's window and it was fun. later dekotah said "bill, your son is being gay again" and i har hared. oh yeah, also, my bra is broken and i am just letting it poke me. i took my cat outside and the he struggled. there is a HUGE spider in my room and it is sort of scary but only because it is above my bed and i am worried that it's going to attempt to digest my face and or eat me. audition for big show tomorrow. cordelia # Thursday, April 07, 2005 ( 10:43 PM ) kjldsa! i am glad that i dont actually have to make any decisions about what to wear tomorrow. no really, i am. i just limped to the bathroom. after a show i feel like i have been subjected to the cruel practice of foot binding, but my shoes are big, not small. the show, if you are wondering, went well. i need to change into jim jams before my dad gets home (my mom is fetching him because our family lost complete communication and he is still at work-- Whoops!). On Saturday between shows I think I'm going to try to go to G-Mart. do you ever think about someone and think "if i were her," and then go "HEY!" and realize that your situation is completely analagous to whatever? yeah? me neither. ooh hooray. the failures have come on. i hate stage makeup, it makes my eyes feel heavy and eugh! time for the gargoyle, clg # Wednesday, April 06, 2005 ( 11:11 PM ) squiddly this morning i woke up and thought "it must be saturday, no one is making me get out of bed." then i remembered the musical and my ACT. eugh. I bartered with my mom for three more minutes. when i am about to fall asleep i feel really warm. that happens a lot now. we listened to julia sweeney in creative writing and she was absolutely fabulous. in math i passed a gum wrapper haiku to daniel, because he was dozing off. then al charged out of the class saying something about pee. also in german mr. drevlow wrote something on the board like "sich flusterd auf deutsch unterhalten" (except worse) which means almost nothing, especially that flusterd part. and then people were like "what?" and maciek was very tactful and said "that makes absolutely no sense" and poor mr. drevlow pointed to the dictionary and muttered something, and it made me thing of milton. and walruses. i had squid for dinner. for the rest of german i sat on the floor and read fitzgerald, entranced. oh-oh. cordelia # Tuesday, April 05, 2005 ( 10:47 PM ) that's some real conversation for your ass! i used to know a bitch named eric wright, we used to run around and fuck the hoes at night. oh ben folds, thanks for covering this song. um? what up. well i am writing my free verse poem. and rehearsal is going better, but my shoes still have no support they are "as flat as an anorexic girl's chest." for dinner i had pizza with tortellini and it was heavenly and then i got some chocolate milk which i gave to sara. right before lunch there was a little bla bla bla, which is hard to adjust to. oh yeah! i also gauged my face on one of the knife things when bending over to get a table cloth. damn you dark! no, it was sort of funny after i stopped holding the ice pack. my cat is here. he is a great little pillow. the end. clg . # Sunday, April 03, 2005 ( 9:08 PM ) like you know everything yesterday i was going to the park and i bent over to inspect this red thing. then something landed on my shoulder with a thwonk. i looked up and there was a hawk-like bird eating DEAD ANIMAL! I GOT CARRION DROPPED ON MY SHOULDER! EW! then i went to the fountain. bla bla bla. the next day i went to a tech rehearsal. the set designer was there. i dont know what his problem is, but he definitley has one, and it is big (or perhaps small?). i feel sort of confused. very actually. time for studieren. clg # Saturday, April 02, 2005 ( 4:46 PM ) i just might take a chance. i think i'm abandoning my plans. it's heartbreaking, but you know. i think i am also going to gmart. maybe they will sense how much i love comics and just give them to me for free. my bike is getting a tune up. last night i went to zoe's and i inhaled helium and watched dance battles. it was a good time and there were cream puffs and brie. i cant find my german reading. i love inhaling helium. while giving tom a ride home he discovered a lot of pistachio shells in his pocket. then he threw them out and they dinged against a pole. it was funny and we strategized. i just bit my window sill. you know, just because. today i told sarah slocar that i thought she should have viewed the armory as a challenge and she got all weird and told me to shut up. i like her pseudonym. yes! i typed pseudonym without looking. i am good at touch typing, but sometimes i get stuff like this: gi my name is curdelia. but worse. i called mikey, but he was going skating with todd. for lunch i ate a californian, saw eli and anna and benny. i feel like i cat because i am sitting on the floor because i said no to assembling a desk chair. puhlease. hm. cordelia # |
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