2004-03-16 - 2:39 p.m.
new with me:
i got bangs. real ones. i look like cat power. or marianne faithfull. or some french chick in the sixties. i love it and look in the mirror or any reflective surface almost constantly. i didn't think i could get more vain, but i have.
mary j. is coming. and of course, i am going. i can't talk about it, because it makes me too excited. other upcoming musical goodness? television, sleater-kinney, the strokes, franz ferdinand, and the information in the fucking wbcn rock and roll rumble. reverse the curse!
speaking of, i watched the red sox on sunday and swooned all over the damn place. my darling jason hit the shit out of the ball par usual. here's to johnny damon keeping the caveman look once the season starts. i love it.
my sister leaves for (2 years) london in a week. my heart is torn in two. while i am so excited to go visit, i am going to miss her desperately. she was there last week getting an apartment, and i realized justhowmuch i would miss her when i started crying when i heard her voice sounding so far away. granted, i had had a shit day because of a "friend" who treated me like dirt. i just wanted my big sister to be closeby and not all the way across the ocean. i've been acting all tough about this, but i can tell you for a fact that once my dad starts bawling at the airport next weekend, they better get me a fucking stretcher. there is nothing worse than seeing my dad cry.
i hate work lately. i am so pissy here and just want to, nay have to, find something new.
ps: fuck this impending snow. if i am stuck in dot for st patty's and am forced to go out alone, i will be hella pissed.
