Heals The Original Dryness

Heals The Original Dryness

i am no longer a faerie





it was not vanity that drew her to the mirror;
it was the amazement at seeing her own "I."
-the unbearable lightness of being

8.27.2001

 
my mom decided to get on my case about how it's really not healthy how much time i'm spending on the computer late at night. lets just say my efforts to SLEEP during that time was not too successful. well, it was esp difficult b/c i was so fixed on how frustrating neil is. *sigh*. anyway, quick little update on my part.

friday: went to see neil in shakespeare camp performance thing. my reaction: "DAMN YOU!!!!!". went to punk show thing at out house with people. katy steals my thunder. i don't think i should go to shows with her unless i'm working with her. it was frustrating. "DAMN IT! WHT DON'T YOU PEOPLE WORSHIP ME!". went to be aroung 4 am.

woke up at 3 pm saturday. watched josie and the pussycats with my dad. fairly cute little movie :). then went to see merry wives in the park (long story of jewish mother confusion behind that, gotta love 'em), ran into lots and lots of happy happy feshies, who are now soph-ies, but still, it was wonderful to see them. they like me. i got to be entertaining and happy. also ran into carla there. eleanor floyd (liu was there too, and her parents love me. that was happy) had made brownies (not the special kind, but who needed those when you had us. ingrid, you will LOVE these people) and carla liked the brownies. they had all the brownie goo inside and stuff. play was good. i accociated that production with neil, so afterwards in the car when we had to go to the neurotic jewish mother desert gala (folks! you need to eat desserts! no talking and smoozing until you fulfil the purpose of this gathering and make me feel worthwhile for my efforts to get these together) i really needed one of my people to debreif with. and then when i called him later, he was all tired and yeah >:P as a result. i could not sleep. so what do i do? listen to rejected girl music. neil feared his life.

sunday i got dragged down to monteray. i say dragged cause i wanted to go hang out wih people in palo alto and see movies and stuff. but the monteray bay aquarium was so much fun. josie and i (little sister) were just on CRACK. just to name a few of our odditys, mostly my oddities, but we were really weird:
::in front of the kelp forest:: wow, this would be so cool to sit and stare at on pot.
::debating over which direction to go:: NO! WE MUST SEE THE OC-TOPUSEEES!! there was that program on octopuses! (josie) so we don't have to see the exibit. (me) YES! WE MUST! WE HAAAAAVE TO!
::the living shale, trying to say anemone:: "aneneme... NO! aneNE-- DAMN IT! anemone, anemone, anemone... ANEMENE!
::those weird deep windows that reflect the light in such a way that it looks like the end of the window's near, but it's not:: whoa, whoa, these windows are SO WEIRD, cause they reflect the light in such a way that it looks like the end of the window's near, BUT IT'S NOT! (we were there for at least ten minutes just being on crack in front of those windows. we were the dosents to those window) "try to touch the back!" "whoa" "isn't that WEIRD!! you think it's closer cause the light reflects in such a way that it looks like it's closer, but then you reach out, AND IT'S NOT!"
::pointing at a fish:: ok, that must be a yellow fin tuna, cause it has yellow fins! (josie: "very good...") but wait. it's really to small. i mean tuna steaks are bigger than... hold on, i need to find it. *looks at caption things. points at another fish* ok, is THAT a salmon? it's face is a little weird compared to the picture. *looks at other caption* no i think it might be a bass. *looks again* no... *looks at captions* ok, mackerel. *looks at picture, finds fish, looks at picture, loses fish* damn it! *reads caption. it talks about stripe marking. suddenly it all becomes clear. looks.* OH WOW! look at that! *reads more* and they go in schools! so those were mackerels! YAY! i figured it out! now, which one's yellowfin tuna... *returns to process* (josie had to drag me away kicking and screaming, cause we were late to meet up with parents. :( i want to go back...)

and then imagine the repeating of our hyperness on grandparents. they were quite amused.
Quoth the Raven  # 11:30 AM
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