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08.24.2004 - 10:01 p.m.
Tuesday
Okay, I know this is Seattle
and all, but damn.
I am not pleased at ALL with this massive atmospheric gear-shift
because it is STILL AUGUST BY GOD and I am NOT ready to exchange
my $4.99 Fred Meyer flip-flops for closed-toe shoes of ANY sort.
That's final.
(Could be worse, at least we
don't have a typhoon headed for our ass. Unlike Taipei, which was JB's destination when he
left Sea-Tac on Monday. After exactly one night spent in Tokyo
re-working his travel plans, he'll be back home tomorrow morning.
In his words, "That's a fucking LOT of airline meals.")
Seriously, the rain is a giant
bummer and it's making me all SAD and shit this week. I have plans to see
Aimee Mann tomorrow at ZooTunes
- "rain or shine!", chirps the website - and while
I had been picturing Chiara
and I lounging on the warm grass with our picnic basket, nodding
along to "Lost in Space" and sharing the SPF 45, I'm
guessing in reality we'll be huddled under Gore-tex and poking
each other with our umbrella tops. Bah.
:::
PS. Also, because apparently
right now we're BLOGGING rather than actually writing A JOURNAL
ENTRY, check this out.
Oh, hee hee hee. Jaws is my favorite, what's yours?
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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
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