> Orgy - Fiend

Couldn’t find any of my friends and I don’t want to endure Deanna in the coffee shop, so here I am in the Drift Office. I’m hungry, so I’m going to walk to Safeway and get a loaf of French bread. I’m glad I grabbed all of that change off of my fishtank table thing (I gave it to Jordan, he’s getting a hamster) this morning. I forgot my wallet but with the change I have enough for some French bread. Damn, it’s going to take ages to walk there. I wish I had my bike. I got an e-mail from Danielle saying that her dad wanted to talk to me before I got it back. I reluctantly agreed, but if he nuts up and hits me, I’m calling the cops. He was very civil over the phone, perhaps he has decided to be mature about this whole situation. I can only hope so. I really want bread, so I should start walking. I think I’m going to walk down Washington and take the main road–I don’t want to get lost in the bowels of Crescent City again. Oh! I saw Tawna’s tattoo! It’s so gravy. I want one now. I wish I had my bike. Or even better, my car.

> Placebo - Allergic (To Thoughts Of Mother Earth)
> Placebo - My Sweet Prince
> Placebo - Every Me And Every You

Crap, another one of my hairs just fell out. I swear, I was a cancer patient in a past life. I have like inch-long roots and I can’t dye it again for a few more weeks! Evilness. Well, I’m here in the library at the college being extrordinarily bored and listening to Placebo. I need to rinse my contacts but I’m too lazy to walk to the bathroom. I have biology at 1:30 and it’s ten–I need to waste so much time. I would walk to rite-aid and get my pictures but thanks to Jordan rushing me this morning I forgot my wallet. It’s not really his fault, I just like having a scapegoat. It’s so cool, I’ve been sneaking him in every night since this weekend and then in the morning we just wait until my dad goes to work then we get ready and go to school. He’s not coming over today, which is cool–we’ve been seeing way too much of each other lately, like every waking moment (and sleeping moment too). It’s like we’re married–strange. Damn library. I want to turn up my music but it’s too quiet in here. I’m really in love with Jordan–it’s getting deeper and deeper really quickly, I guess it’s because of all the time we’ve been spending together. I’m glad that I’ll have some me time today and tomorrow, I hate those people who absolutely can’t function unless they’re with their significant other. That’s not a relationship, it’s an addiction. Andrew e-mailed me, he says his mom found his diary and read about me and is all happy that he’s gay. I just wanted to e-mail him back with two words: “Who cares?” Definitely not me. Why doesn’t he start doing funny dances if he wants attention. Or start throwing poo at people. This crap is just lame. Oh, I developed my first picture yesterday, we did photograms. Kelly would LOVE my class, basically the teacher lectures for a bit, gives the assignment, and then 25 of the 30 people in the class go home. It’s so great, after they’re gone there’s about two and a half hours of prime darkroom time. We’re supposed to get our supplies on Thursday, I can’t wait to start. I made friends with this girl in there, as soon as I saw her I knew we’d be friends. I just like people who wear black, what can I say–well–actually her outfits were really tasteful, I’ve seen some really horrible outfits with a dark palette (exhibit A: Katie) but I really like her. And I ended up meeting her boyfriend who I’d ogled from afar, he wears these great huge pants. Jordan really isn’t much to show off in the realm of fashion, but his outfits have subtle aspects of great style to them that one misses at first glance. Gosh, that was a tangent if I ever got on one. I wrote Kelly and Jared e-mails–and I’m playing with my hair, it’s almost over my eyebrows. Hmm. I should go and forage for some of my friends.