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Theme Song

Theme Song

"She's the kind of girl you bring home to your mother,
She looks good in blue jeans, even better under cover,
She's a devil in bed, between the sheets,
Ask if she's a saint and she'll get down on her knees
And pray."
- Silvertide, "Blue Jeans"

I think I've decided this is my current theme song. Mostly, it gets stuck in my head a lot and some of it is particularly fitting.

I've been making long lists of compilation CDs in my head lately. I blame High Fidelity. It's a damn good book (and movie), but now it's got me all listing stuff. Stupid lists.

My first compilation effort seems to have gone over quite well. Woo me!

I'm a little concerned about my summer situation. Basically, I've decided that wherever I get a job first, that's where I'll live. Granted, I haven't run that one by my Dear Orange Companion who has opened his home to me out of the kindness of his big orange heart. So there's that to do.

I just need to make a little money this summer, mostly to get myself out of debt with a few people. Namely, the bank and T-Mobile. Maybe someday I'll be able to have another sweet sweet cell phone. I can dream, at least.

At least if I wind up living in the parental homestead I can hang out with Xavier all summer. That'll kick some ass. I miss him quite a bit. He's also extremely concerned about me. Some of my activities of late don't much agree with him.

Which brings me to another point. If I wind up back in the tiny town of my childhood, I think some things will just kind of wind down and die out of their own will. I don't know if that's for the good or not, but I think it will wind up making me unhappy either way. Although, to be honest, I'm going to wind up hurting myself pretty soon. That was all pretty vague, and maybe no one will understand what the fuck I'm talking about, but I know, and people who know me pretty well could probably figure it out.

Friday is my mommy's graduation. Aw. I'm so proud of her. Saturday is graduation at my own dear University. I realized the other day that the same thing happened to me in high school that's happening now. When I was a sophomore, I met a bunch of really cool people that I kind of got to hang out with, but didn't get exceptionally close to. Then they all graduated. Now a whole bunch of people that I like and would love to hang out with some more are graduating. Sigh.

Either way, big drunken party Saturday night! Woo! I think I'm actually going to take a page from Babs' book and seriously hang all over some people for strategic beer purposes. Sure, I hate beer, but it does its job.

I guess that's about all for now. I'm going back to listening to The Offspring. Find me a good book, bitches!

12:32 p.m. - May 12, 2005

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