Potential Fall 2003 schedule (granted I get these classes. Who the fuck knows anymore). I share the W/ST class with Briona.

8:58:51 PM  #  Speak to Me []

I picked up the Madrigals EP today from Howie. This is actually better than what I thought it'd be. C did a big review of it on his site and I've taken an immediate liking to 'You and a Promise,' but probably because it's just something new :) The live recordings of 'Bunnies' and 'Sorry' remind me of my bootlegging days. I've gotten back into downloading the past few days. It's going to take me awhile to catch up to where I should be because I can't keep track of my downloads when I'm at work. I have a faster connection at work, but no CD burner on that machine. That will all end in exactly 32 days. I haven't had a chance to watch the DVD portion yet. Will get to that later tonight when she devil vacates the upstairs television.

There was serious drama when I came home today. Briona came over to work out our Fall 2003 schedules together. She was here for a total of about 30 minutes; 15 of which my mother was present. When Briona left, my mom had a shitfit. I call to ask her if someone can come over, but what good does it do when no one answers the phone? That argument then leads to being on the phone for 2 hours. She wanted to use the phone for 2 minutes; I told her to use her cell. That was a solution to the problem. I don't ask her to cut her conversations short; I use my cell. I usually keep my mouth shut when things like this happen, but today I said something that probably really hurt. Now everyone is pissed off and she told me to move out, again. What the hell happened? One year ago today, I was one month from graduating and flying high. In less than a year, I was asked to leave. I'd like to know why I'm such a bad daughter. I show some social resistance and all hell breaks loose. Tonight's one of those nights I want to stay up and do nothing but listen to music. Maybe I'll crawl in a hole and wait for someone to call. Maybe I should take my medicine.
8:00:53 PM  #  Speak to Me []

Yay, it's 6:00 am! I'm tired this morning because I didn't take my meds last night, but it also means caffeene will perk my up easier. I took a phone call about 7:30 pm and didn't hang up (except for when the phone on the other end dropped out) until about 11:00. Who was I talking to? A new friend I made this weekend, C. I knew of C a few months back when he contacted me about a show, but couldn't make it. Saturday C popped around and asked me to check out some new web layouts and give my opinion. We talked more and more and a phone call was started. It's so funny how we have isolated commonalities that can be both identical to a T, and have a slight variance. Last night C called again and it was nothing but hilarious. Mom screamed at me 4 or 5 times to get off the landline phone, but ha ha ha, she's got a fucking cell phone; use it. C is coming to California in late June to visit family and I'm hoping to steal C away for a few days and show what LA really has to offer, from the inside. Plus, what's even cooler is C is British! Perhaps my love of Monty Python and AbFab won't go to waste! lol

Okay, I should get off my bum and get some makeup on before I walk out the door. I'm resigning from work May 31st, so I'll definatly have more time to put some actual thought into my journal. I've documented different phases and events in my life, but I feel like I'm not giving it my all; 'do it right, or don't do it at all' type of deal. Eh. Who knows what's on tap next.
6:00:44 AM  #  Speak to Me []