March 30, 2002 :: 1:19 p.m.
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Slept until 12:30 this afternoon. Woo. I haven't done that in ages. I dreamt that I got a job at the Colonial Park Borders. Uh huh. Do you see what they do to me? The Satan bookstore has infiltrated my dreams, taunting me with things I'll never have. Namely, a job there. Pish.
I called Excitement Video and was informed by a very friendly boy named Justin that if I call before noon tomorrow, I can talk to the manager. So... yeah, obviously they haven't called me yet. No one ever calls me. Is there a rule against that? Is it taboo to call Amanda back and relieve her stress? 'Cause it would be really nice to hear back from someone. Anyone. Preferably Borders, though that's all but shot to hell. You know.
It's absolutely gorgeous out today. Yes, it is. I think I'll go for a walk or something later. Adam and I were going to go back on the trail yesterday, but I felt like regurgitated dog food, so we didn't... and now that my cramps have seen fit to subside a bit, there's no one to go hiking with me. Poo. Adam gets off work at 4, but I doubt he'll want to do anything. He'll probably be spending time with his family or some weird shit like that. Weird to me, anyway, because my family and I do not "spend time together." We coexist, usually with very few words exchanged. It works.
Maybe I'll just go out on the porch and draw. Or lie on my floor and listen to music. Or grab a kitchen knife and remove my uterus. Either one would do, really.
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