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Friday, August 11, 2000
i love stephanie. i'd just like that to be known.
so, it's friday. and im not going to do any work because i said so. hah hah hah. i've been reading ben brown and uber.nu all morning long and i dont think im going to stop anytime soon. today is mike's last day and he brought krispy kremes. it's the greatest thing that has ever happened to this damned office. we lost the ping pong tournament to bureau of bridges. i watched the beach last night with my mom and before that little jerk marisa gives me any grief i'm just saying it was ok. is that alright, marisa? are you going to mock me till eternity? it was just ok. jesus.
so this morning on the el i sat down next to this very thin man because we all know that thin people take up less room thereby giving my fat ass all the space it needs. so we're at jeff park and he says really loud, "in college?" but i halfway dont think he's talking to me and i halfway dont want to talk to this crazy fuck. so he taps me on the shoulder and i answer yes and explain it's going to be my first year. he says, "if there's one thing you should do in college: take a philosophy course". then he starts. and he didnt stop till california.
but the weird thing is, i didnt even think he was that crazy. everyone else was looking at him all funny and giving me sypathetic looks b/c im the poor "normal" joe stuck next to the rambler, but i didn't mind. in fact, he was dead on. he told me about how dolphins and porpoises are more intelligent than humans and how the earth is running out of room and it's a living entity and all this other crazy high-talk that really makes a good bit of sense. everytime he started talking about god everyone around us would shift in their seats and get more uncomfortable, but i didnt mind. i turned my head until my neck hurt so i could look at him while he was talking. he wasnt even really talking to me. he was just talking and i happened to be sitting next to him. finally, he stood up and proceeded to yell at me from the doors until we got to his stop. that's when everyone started getting really upset. people rolled their eyes and glared but he didnt care. he just shouted out, "we will always need the wild, but the wild has never needed us". right before he got off he yelled, "this is serious. we're running out of space". then he lit a cigarette. i didnt notice until he got up but he was wearing a button with a picture of spock on it.
the strange thing is the entire event didnt seem that strange. should i just take this as a sign that like finds like and all of us crazy fucks find each other?
ah, yeah, one love.
posted by vic
@ 10:45
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Heya friends! (whose the "nrrd4life" now?) I'm takin' off to California tomorrow cuz I'm gonna be a Godmama. Unfortunately I'm gonna be missing everything under the sun while I'm gone---such as Karen's, Shannon's (just foolin') Mary Mischka's!! Eh well, that's the way life is these days. Oh, thanks for the input on Labor Day weekend. staying in montreal will ensure my getting into the popular crowd and being voted Ms. McGill University Hockey Queen this year......
Marisa------when are you off to school? There's so little time left, it's beginning to make me one sad girl!
posted by Record Album
@ 01:42
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Thursday, August 10, 2000
ok - this city has gone ape-shit. perhaps i am the only one aware of this but chicago has started this crazy ping pong deal where they've set up tables in all the public places downtown. tonight is the special cdot championships in which two teams from each bureau play each other. our two teams our called "the commissioner's commandos" and "king pong". i kind of wish i was still on the 5th floor cuz matthew and joe are playing for them and their name is the sultans of swat. that's comedy people. plus it sounds dirty which always wins points with me.
i would totally go see this if someone would come with me. and that's what i call nrrd4life.
posted by vic
@ 15:51
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i didn't get around to setting up my computer last night. instead, katie and julie came over. we hung out with my mom and ripped tubes. we looked at katie's photos from phish. i told tales of new orleans. my mom told some wonderful stories about my dad, and everytime i hear these stories i realize how much i am like him, and i just can't get enough. i told my mom about malaysia and she's excited! then we watched the simpsons and ate chocolate. it was a beautiful night.
it was great to see kathy yesterday. i love when we exchange stories. i was thinking: when most people leave home for extended periods of time they miss their friends. and i miss my therpaist. i've been seeing her once a week for six years. it's been my only constant. next week is my last regular appointment.
oh, and, stephanie! just go to orientation, fool. i'm sure you'll be glad ya did. but shit, maybe i'll go to new york for the ukranian booty. (those is jokes!)
posted by marisa jo
@ 07:59
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Wednesday, August 09, 2000
here's my crisis: my 50's are too big for my wallet and my diamond shoes are too tight.
you should go to orientation. it'll help you big time in the end. you know what we talked about with popularity. on the other hand - if you go to new york and you're in manhattan you could see me.
i still would opt for orientation.
p.s. why are you always getting in these ridiculous time-space conundrums?
posted by vic
@ 16:14
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Here's my crisis, folks. I'm supposed to go to New York for Labor Day weekend, BUT all of the sudden I find out that the optional orientation at McGill is on the friday, saturday and sunday of the same weekend! Now this orientation is supposed to be full of booze and bonding from what I understand, but Labor Day weekend in New York is what all the Ukrainian kids flock to for a montage of booty and drinks! What's a girl to do?!
posted by Record Album
@ 14:31
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i miss it too, marisa. yesterday was so weird not being with you. i didn't feel like you weren't there at all though. i think we've finally morphed into one, two, three(?) individuals. hahaah. schizophrenic.
i told my mom yesterday that i was never going to be home again and she said that she knew. i'm so glad that she's cool about that. see, i should never have doubted her!
oh god, malaysia makes me drool. i want to work for lonelyplanet so bad!
posted by vic
@ 11:44
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i kinda miss the stench of our room and the crusty sheets. sleeping in a room with no recognizable odor just ain't the same.
so i went back to work. it's not too bad, i guess. i went home early yesterday because there wasn't much for me to do, and i'm certain that my anticipation was apparent. katie stopped by during my lunch break yesterday and told me she went to my temp agency, and it turns out they're giving her my old job! she starts training thursday, so i will work with her two whole days. hehe.
today i am finally going to get around to setting up my new 'puter, i think, i hope. but this is assuming i don't encounter any distractions.
i finally see kathy today. it's been over a month, i think. weird.
i have so many plans for next week! so much i want to do. here's hoping.
off to work now.
posted by marisa jo
@ 08:51
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yip yip. mike, kell, steph and k came over tonight. just like old times. by old times i mean two weeks ago. before new orleans. i'm beginning to think this is another landmark. like how i always think, "before or after peru".
i am going to miss my friends so much. i know we're all going on to bigger and better things though so it should be alright. of course it will be alright. because everything always is.
i just want to let you know that i really love you guys and you are my everything.
i know i dont even have to say that but i will anyway.
goodnight.
posted by vic
@ 00:21
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Tuesday, August 08, 2000
ooooooh! i am so glad to be home! i am especially glad to be home and not in jail as our brief run in with the law could have turned into a real disaster. thank you thank you thank you mr. officer for not looking any harder than you had to.
i now owe the county of effington (?) 75 dollars. small price to pay, believe you me.
i am happy to be back at work too. i missed the silence. i missed the mundanity because it helps me notice the tiny things better. i missed the peace.
this trip has changed me in more ways than i can ever put into words. i don't even know where to start. travel is the greatest thing i've ever done for myself (please read that "for myself" in a rainer maria emo-whine voice)
im not even tired although i had horrible fits of paranoia and insane dreams all night long AND frank farrelly's pool filter went ape-shit and kept emitting this super high-pitch sonar sound into the night.
it was weird to sleep alone. it's good to be alone. i'm so happy.
posted by vic
@ 11:12
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Monday, August 07, 2000
so, we made it home okay. we had a brief run in with the law, but for some wacky reason, we came out on top. don't we always? i think it gave us both quite a scare, though. knock on wood.
back to work tomorrow. i was surprised there was not a "you're fired" message waiting for me upon my arrival. four days left. i'm really looking forward to having that week off before school.
and i'm very tired, i think, which is why this is a lot of blah blah blah. goodnight.
posted by marisa jo
@ 21:33
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Lost in New Orleans
oh, you darn kids, staying in that Den of sin called New Orleans an extra day (or two)...
Hope you don't lose your job vicki. I know you aren't there right now, because I drove past your house last night at 2:30 in the moring, and your car wasn't there. And I called you and your mom answered the phone and she has no idea where you are right now. I hope to see both of your tatoos (yeah right), guys, when and if you get home. smell ya later (I hope)
posted by rayve nation
@ 11:53
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