Friday
Personal Log, 14122.0 -
There is nothing more annoying to hear on the radio than the cheerful announcement, "Children are our future!" Damn you, Sandy City Playhouse! Damn you to hell!
posted by J'myle 9:27 PM
Thursday
Personal Log, 14121.9 -
I did quite a few things today... finished up that flipbook project, worked two shows, one on either side of the lights, spent some time with various friends, and considered, at one point, going to class. I created a few things, read some things, and had an all in all wonderful day.
Good fortune makes for an unplesantly bland entry, doesn't it?
posted by J'myle 8:32 PM
Wednesday
Personal Log, Supplimental -
I have decided I hate my car. I simply do not like it. I don't like having to choose between donating to environmental club and Amber's Secret Santa Gift. I don't like having to choose between getting my father a christmas gift and going to see The Two Towers. I don't like not being able to afford to skip a shift at work to practice for the dance concert. And it's all that bloody machine's fault. God damned wage slavery...
posted by J'myle 9:06 PM
Personal Log, 14121.8 -
I would just like to point out that I am not a dancer. I feel that this is important, in light of future events.
Got the chance to go through all my old negatives looking for shots of the people returning for christmas™ break. I discovered something interesting. I have more good pictures of Glenn Fujimura than of Sam Watkiss. The interesting thing here is that Glenn would often threaten people who tried to take pictures of him. Sam, by contrast, did not threaten people with castration, decapitation, or disembowelment. Yet it was far easier to get a picture of Glenn, as when you would try to take a picture of Sam, she would be... gone.
I need to get those pictures of JulieAnna. This may be my last chance.
posted by J'myle 11:26 AM
Tuesday
Personal Log, 14121.7 -
Tommorow is the white elephant party in TOK. I debated getting a second gift certifcate to Cahoots, on a simple theory. Swearing is impolite, but words that sound like swear words are funny as hell. Giving out sex toys is impolite, but giving out a gift certificate that can be redeemed for sex toys is funny as hell. But ultimately I decided on something called "Mars Mud" (God bless Hyjinks!) so I could make a joke about "Silly Putty when you're on acid..."
May you all have a Cherry Christmas, Happy Chanukah (belatedly), Resplendant Ramadan, Kooky Kwanzaa, Perfect Pagan Ritual, Wonderful Whatever-it-is-Zen-Masters-do-in-December and a Funky Festivus!
posted by J'myle 9:32 PM
Monday
Personal Log, 14121.6 -
God, I have to get over myself. I was complaining about being a sexuality guidance counselor agian today, and really, I have no cause to. I mean, yes, I was very much in the role this time last year, and it was a huge mistake - but I'm not dating Andy any more, and I haven't seen --
I mean, it's been months since --
I said something along the lines of --
Oh, hell, I have nothing to say. Why the fuck am I still talking?
posted by J'myle 8:41 PM
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