dorkfysh's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- smiles for miles I like myself so much better now that I've stopped being a hermit. My home used to be a cave that I rarely ever left unless forced. Now I'm never ever home other than to sleep or eat. Eating is also sometimes a problem since we are so rarely home we forget to put food in the refrigamator. The kid ended up taking day old edamame, over nutritional yeasted popcorn and a kiwi with a wooden Swedish butter knife to open it to her animation class the other day. The animation class is amazing as usual. The kid's partner might as well be a 10 year old lady who lunches. They could possibly be more different and they hate each other. I can't freaking wait to see the results. The kid really wanted to use a song from jenniebee 's cool ass band, but that idea was struck down. Hmph. I described it somewhere else as being like Nancy Reagan and Wendy O. Williams trying to organize a dinner party together. I haven't been able to come up with a better description. Guess which one is the kid. They will be having a showing at a REAL theater with popcorn in the lobby at the end of September. It will be all the kids that took animation classes this summer. It will rock. All the cool people will be there. mnvnjnsn will...right? Tonight I am FREE. The kid is spending the night with the fairy godfathers after we go out for a bit of shopping to buy ourselves pretty things and dinner in a restaurant. I might even buy her a White Stripes cd if she doesn't whine while I try on clothes. I fucking love my life. I really do. I'm broke and never get laid, but damn things are good. 12:21 p.m. - August 15, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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