Ok, nobody click anything.

Today is my last futile cling to technology before I'm dragged away into the wilderness for the weekend, destined to live on berries and small woodland creatures before I'm invariable driven insane. Pity me. A weekend with no e-mail, no instant messenger, no Penny Arcade, and most importantly, no communication of any sort between me and my sweetie. Welcome to hell, folks, welcome to hell...Oh well, at least there's booze.

~Miss Lemon~

Friday, July 13, 2001

Oy vey.
Work is hell.
You probably know that already, but I have the added stress of working with kids, who seem to be chalk full of energy. When you're tired because you only got 4 hours of sleep, you don't deal very well with "Teacher! TEACHER!" Half of them don't even know my name...it's quite frustrating. I'm tired. More Blog tomorrow, I promise.

~Miss Lemon~
Queen of mystery
...but only for today.

Thursday, July 12, 2001

I got to see the Final Fantasy movie today! *drool*...FABULOUS! Plotline was a tad cheesy, but...the animation!!! *swoon* I wore my Selphie costume ^_^;; People stared....but then, they usually do. Heehee! Bright red hair tends to do that, ya know? Well, not much else besides me being tired and sick of work and missing Chris and worrying. I've been feeling really weird and freaky these last few days...ever since Jen left I've been really lonely, and Chris hasn't been helping much...whenever we get online we basically sit and think about how much we miss each other and don't type anything. It sucks, because one thing I love about him is his sense of humor, and he's been too bored/depressed lately...I want to go visit him, but...*sigh*...I have work, and a trip won't be possible for a long time.
I know this varies greatly from my last post (all people are good, why can't we all just get along, life is wonderful, yay). Perhaps I'm bi-polar. Gak.
Anyway, the only way to cure a bad/sad mood like this is: James Bond movies, chocolate and alcohol, preferably all together...or a friend with a shoulder to cry on, or a hot bath. As I have neither James Bond movies, chocolate, alcohol, or an avaliable friend, that leaves a nice bath...Talk to y'all later.

~Miss Lemon~
*Feels Rotten*

Wednesday, July 11, 2001

Hey there!
My friend Jen's in town for a few days...we went out to dinner and then ran around town blasting Beatles music and watching the sunset and drinking caffeine. I'm in a reeeally good mood today...I'm plotting something (can't say what! It's a secret!) and it looks like it's going to work out! YAY!
Yesterday I was really tired and mopey from sleep-deprivation (it finally kicked in) and today I'm insane again. I am twitterpated. Infatuated. High on love. It's scary...I've never felt so crazy about a guy, and it looks like this is going to be a nice, healthy relationship. But goddamnit, he lives so bloody far away...
Ah well. For now I am content to cruise around Boise, with the cool night air and the pink and purple and yellow sky, and the smooth, beat-rockin' tunes blasting. Jen and I went to Fred Meyers and bought Frappaccinos and swing danced in the aisles singing "Can't Buy Me Love" at the top of our lungs. People stared, which means we were a success. I wish summer days like this could last forever...I know I'm still young, but I hope I never stop being wild and random, because that's when life loses something...
Not sure what to call it, but I see it in people's eyes sometimes...when you grin at them and they just glare at you like you're a nut, but I mean...why not just smile back? We're all just people. I don't know what I'm trying to say, I just...yeah.
Sometimes you walk down the street and the people you look at are dead in their eyes. They're still up and walking, but they've lost what they need to enjoy life...
Hmm...that sounds funny. But I know what I mean.
I'm kind of afraid to post this, because some people will read it and not understand, and they will yell at me to stop being a goddamn hippie, but...that's how I feel.

~Miss Lemon~
Queen of Clumsy Words

Monday, July 09, 2001



Eating: Rice
Reading: "Neuromancer" by William Gibson
Listening to: "Trouble" by Coldplay
Playing: Neverwinter Nights

craving: Coconut Pocky & Caramel cappuchino

Spike Puchiko Lain! Inuyasha Ryoga

Fight Club
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