arienettelyn's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- it is a job, it pays a lot... when i got my saddle creek compilation in the mail, it included a note from robb. not jeff. i found this quite exciting, since every other time, i've gotten a note from jeff. and robb...THE BIG CHEESE! but yeah. apparently robb didn't feel the need to give me a sticker. because god dammit....i really wanted a sticker. and this faint cd i'm ordering today...when it comes, it BEST have a sticker. i don't care if fucking conor or timmy write the note, as long as i get my sticker. god dammit. i'm home all alone. besides my mom. and she doesn't really count, since she never leaves. it's actually kind of lonely right now. i worked 12-5, and kim wanted to switch for tomorrow which means i get to close with brian. yay! he was actually nice to me today. or...well. he did hang up on me...but then he said bye to me. and i hadn't even said bye to him yet. so yeah. that was something. i hate it when people dislike me and i don't know why! "what makes it so dangerous? you can't SEE radiation, feel it, smell it or taste it." haha....damn, i really want the lyrics to the new desaparecidos song. it sounds like he's speaking french in one part...sounds like he's saying c'est lui amour. which, of course, makes absolutely no sense. so it's probably just some garbled english that i can't understand...really i can't understand very much of any of it. except when he's screaming i wanna fight in the war! yeahhh baby. edit: ok, it's not french. he's saying "saying we want more" haha... i was playing konstantine yesterday...well! like i can actually play it alright now. and i got all into it, kinda lost myself in the music. it was crazy. i wish i had talent. that would be cool. 6:13 p.m. - 2003-03-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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