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[Apr. 3rd, 2008|09:52 pm] |
What a crappy day. It was so crappy in fact that when I got on the bus the bus driver said to me, "One of those days, huh?" It was one of those days.
I woke up this morning with a stomach ache and a sore throat. I was also incredibly thirsty! So, I drank some iced tea hoping that would rid me of the sore throat, but no, as the day wore on, my throat got worse. I drank two cups of green tea and tons of water at work, but nothing seemed to work. It got duller at points, but it's still there being all sore and stuff. I wanted to leave early thinking that the workload was light, but at about 5pm (when I normally go on break), I was asked if I could stay late! I went on my break and I couldn't even eat anything. By this point, I could barely talk and was just in a foul mood. I stayed late, decided that I had to treat myself but couldn't find what I was looking for at Store-24, but decided to give it one more shot at the gas station convenience store I always pass but never go inside. I lucked out and found a Sunkist Float that I've been thinking about for weeks. It didn't help my throat, but I left the store in high spirits.
& now I still feel bad, but this made me fangirl squeal with glee. Are any of you reading Ryan Adam's blog? It's hilarious and honest and bizarre. This is probably one of my most favorite entries so far:
“TWO SONGS on tape today. I mean, not on tape, i work at home and record onto my little robotic recording machine. But not one, TWO. already. ooooh i love them they are sweet and gentle. with funky laid back hip hop beats. but no electric anything but bass.
the first one is called ‘Allumette Alemagne” and the second one “Disappearing Act.” I would sample them for you but J would do a frontside grind on my face.
XX more later, Foggy, my invisible electric diary machine.
oh by the way, from now on I am going to talk to my blog like it was a spider-plant. It’s pretend house plant name is “Foggy”
Do you name your house plants? I sure do.”
http://dradamsfilms.com/post/30696760
I totally name my house plants! Oh, I feel like we'd be awesome friends! |
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| [in my dreams] |
[Nov. 30th, 2007|09:37 pm] |
I love dreams with celebrities because for just a few moments, a few scenes in a movie of your make believe life, you're best friends, the lover of an untouchable. I hate these dreams because when I wake up, I immediately try to close my eyes and regain what I lost in those blissful sleeping moments and it never works, because I have too much control of the situation and I want the moments to play out subconsciously.
This morning I had one of those dreams that seems so real, like I was actually standing there and when you wake up, you realize, WHAT?! THAT DIDN'T ACTUALLY HAPPEN?! NOT FAIR! But, of course, it didn't really happen because in my dream, I was eating lunch with Ryan Adams and he was writing songs in a little notebook and we were hugging goodbye for a really long time in front of the back door to where he was playing that night and he was putting my name on the guest list because he really enjoyed my company and he wants to see me again and again and again. And he was flirting with me. And I was flirting with him. And it sort of felt like one of those TV shows where the main characters really like each other and they build on all of the sexual tension but they never get together but they still flirt like crazy and in the final episode you find out that the main characters actually had sex but you didn't get to watch, unfortunately! Anyways, this is a dream that I'd like to revisit in the very near future (hopefully tonight). |
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