2002-02-27 - 10:48 a.m.
Yesterday I drove about a half
hour north of town to visit my family. It's been a while since
I've actually driven anywhere (and yes, I still haven't renewed
my license - shut urrrrrp); my car normally sits sad and dormant
on the street, collecting dings and birdshit. I own a '97 Corolla,
the Plain Yoghurt of cars. It's very utilitarian, lacking niceties
such as a CD player, cruise control, a ferchrissakes clock,
JB has a 4Runner. That's what
I was driving yesterday. I love driving the 4Runner, despite
the fact that I have to do an extremely ungraceful scramble-leap
to get into it. It just feels all rugged and buff. (Even though
it has no get up and go whatsoever. Also the horn is a big pussy.
"Meep! Excuse me, can I get through? If that's ok?")
And it's got a CD player. I love to sing along with my music
at the very top of my voice. I am, of course, aware that my singing
voice is so terrible it would cause a listener's head to actually
That's why I reserve it for solitary drives, showers, and military
I do feel like kind of a fraud
when I drive JB's rig. It's got a vanity plate, for one thing.
With our last name on it. I'm just not a vanity plate person.
My motto is: 'Please don't pay an undo amount of attention to
me, it makes me feel squirrely' (note to self - get better
motto). And there are a couple stickers on the back, one
being a diver's logo - the red square with the diagonal white
stripe - and the other being an NRA member logo. I am not a diver
(I'm waiting for that breathable water deal like they had in
Abyss, cause that seemed cool, except for the choking and
freaking out part). Nor am I prepared to deal with a rabid antigun
activist, threatening me with some kind of non-gun weapon. "Guns
kill forty billion zillion children a year! Now take off the
sticker or I will totally hit you with this rubber band!"
If you live in the Seattle area,
you know that yesterday was a fine fine day indeed. It was sunny
and clear and felt nothing at all like February. I drove to Edmonds,
where my aunt lives. Her house has a beautiful view of the Olympics,
the water, ferries going back and forth. My mom also came over
and we all went to lunch. It was fun. I don't see them enough.
I was gifted with a set of silverware.
Real silver, the kind you bury in your backyard in times of war.
A setting for 12 that belonged to my grandmother. It's a wonderful
thing to have. I hope I get the chance to use it in the future.
Because, no lie, JB and I use mainly paper plates. They have
flowers and shit on them, but they're still paper plates. Less
dishes, you know?
Hokay, so if you were at my house
with me right now, you would be all, "Sundry, is that VASELINE
on your face? The hell?"
And I would be like "Why
don't you cram it, buster, sideways."
Oh, I wouldn't really. I'd offer
you some fresh coffee, you know that. Anyway, I have vaseline
slimed all over my face because I am turning into some sort of
lizardlike creature. Winter has sucked me dry of all that is
moist and wrinkle-resisting. I figured of all the overpriced
salves I own, vaseline was the most gooey, therefore surely the
I heard the gelatinous-face-with-cat-hairs-stuck-to-it
look was de rigueur this season.
I'm screwing around with the typeface for this journal. What
do you think of our serif-ic pal Times Roman? Easier to read?
Or are you more of a sans fan? Let
back ::: forward
Did you want to read about:
2002-02-25 - I
think it is entirely possible I have gained 10 pounds.
2002-02-22 - we're
hitting the road this morning
2002-02-21 - He
held up a leather jacket that was so dorky looking it burned
comments so far.
I have moved. - 1.03.2005
Obviously, a work in progress. - 12.27.2004
Happy holidays! - 12.24.2004
Listen, I am not a complete dick, it's not like I want Joe to die alone surrounded by cats or something. - 12.23.2004
Plus I am convinced my butt is extra big when it's upside down. - 12.22.2004