bethb's Diaryland Diary

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if i'm part of your step 7, cross me off. it's fine. i'm sure i don't remember anyway.

a list of stuff pertaining to my day:

good:
edith piaf record
bbq ribs
colleen and alicia
exploring a section of the city only previously moderately explored
making cute boy laugh at my jokes at bus stop

the bad:
wind. it's my least favorite weather element
people yelling about the evil white people. and pork. as i was a white person with a belly full of pork at that point.
cute boy didn't stick around, but evidence pointed to probably not a DC resident.
i was tired
colleen thinks i'm a pooper.

but i seriously was tired. and full. tremendously full.
but i have three butternut squashes in my kitchen with which to make soup to take to carol and darius tomorrow. after going to thrift stores with amanda.

i was contacted by a school mate through myspace today. which was weird, because i don't know that we were exactly friends. i remember being friendly with her in homeroom and reading in JR. high but not so much in highschool where, really, all bets are off anyway.
the main thing i remember about her was how everything with her was penn state. sweatshirts, scrunchies, trapper keepers, shoelaces, and then when UNLV won the NCAA championship...so this was what, 1989? 1990 maybe? everything became UNLV stuff. down to the shoe laces.
i don't know why she'd be contacting me....i'm hoping she didn't do something so cruel i've blocked it out and she's on step 7 or something.
i mean, people weren't excessively mean to me back then...i've received more "i think about you often" types messages froma few people, which is kinda nice albeit weird, because to me they were a blip. the person i sat next to in class and quietly cracked jokes to. i figured i was every bit as unmemorable to them as they were to me.
like it turns out i went to highschool with the wife of one of ryan's bandmates. she's a year older but i said something to todd ( i only realized this through the miracle of myspace) and i guess she was talking to someone who remembered that i "ran around with the theatre people". but i didn't remember him at all. when i saw his photo it jogged something, but something incorrect which was funny.
i bought some of that new rangpur lime gin.
my evening is set.
soup. wizard of oz. gin.

6:57 p.m. - 2006-09-23

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