bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- oh jesus, no.... ok, first of all, i have never seen traffic in DC like i saw it yesterday at 6 pm. i know, it's getting off-work time for the normal people, but i've been driving the same route for 2.5 years, and never _ever_ has it been so terrible. it took me 45 minutes to get home (not quite 6 miles) and when i got home, i was so riled up (and it was 7 pm) that i bagged on going to arlington to see andy as maestro echoplex. that boy can sing i'll tell you. i had planned on catching his set and then maybe a CD at NOw! and a beer at the galaxy hut, but i was so pissed off from the ride that i did nothing but drank gingerale and had honeycombs for dinner. i was going to go to the gorcery store on the way home, but i opted for a slightly longer route that went nowhere near home cause sitting in traffic was making me angry. today's been better. got my powerball tickets....i swear to god. i don't need to win the whole thing...just enough to buy a house probably on capitol hill, a new car, pay off my mom's medical bills, my student loan and then i want to make sure that i can retire when i'm 45. the rest of it i'm prety much going to buy stuff for my friends (cristen, chester and anna are all getting houses) sean is getting a car, jeffrey is going to hike the appallachian trail while i take care of his bills...and i told him that i wouldn't hike the hot states...i would probably do PA- mass. that would be ok with me. um, i'd buy the wilson center and give it to centro de arte. oh, you know, i probably would buy a better bass guitar and some equipment...i would keep my job. definately. i couldn't not work. anna thinks i should start a toy company, but i don't know. maybe a record label. a radio station? why can't i type correctly anymore? also, when i popped into the admin offices this morning to pick up my mileaeg reimbursement check, this woman thought i was a student. i can dig that. that's fine. and super secret message to my 18 year old friend.- you're not being condescending. that's how it is when you're 18. unfortunately, it won't get any better in college. there's just more beer. although...hold up a second. i'm done with my secret message. have you all seen the advertisements for this 'undeclared' tv show premiering soon? what is that about? i mean, i *know* what it's about, but girls running around their dorm in their bras? what? no. i'm sorry boys. that's not what dorm life is like. have you seen the Utz potato chips commercial with the two doofy guys sitting in chair and one is taunting the other with potato chips until the second one grabs the bag away? yeah, that's more what college is like. granted, it's been 3 years since i've even set foot in a 'co-ed dorm' but i'm pretty sure that girls ahven't lost their scruples in those three years. at least, i hope not. 12:12 p.m. - 2001-08-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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