space-oddity's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- a brief excerpt i just came back from perkins. this is the second time i've left my glasses there and had to go back to get them. you say, preferably with indian accent, you say - tell me, leslie, why do you leave your glasses at this family restaurant twice? yeah, i know. it's stupid, and it's funny, so laugh if you want. i just have this thing about eating with my glasses on. i almost always take them off when eating, unless i'm watching t.v. or something, and at 4 a.m. this morning, i was just a little too trashed to remember that i had taken them off. i'm such an ass. i swapped for this cd by [the] leslies. i figured it would be worth the swap since we share the same name and all. it's pop rock from sweden. it's alright. i've heard about three fourths of the cd now, and i can't say anything's really caught my ear, but it's alright for background diary entry music. i guess. i had to skip a few songs though. i opted to take some vto [voluntary time off] today. i should be cleaning the apartment, but i'm not. we have little piles of stuff all over the damn place. clay has the habit of setting little piles of related stuff all over the floor. in this pile over here, we have pots and pans [yes, on the living room floor], and in this pile over here, we have the bottomless random miscellaneous stack of crap, and in this pile over here, we have the garbage that we never take out. such disorganized organization. we need some more shelving units. we need another storage closet. we need a new apartment. we need someone to give us lots of money. at the bar last night, clay and i played the who-is-the-hottest-person-here game. clay picked some little sorostitute wearing a peasant shirt. i picked some regular joe who was leaning on the bar directly behind clay. i think we were both equally disgusted by each other's choices. it probably wasn't the best game to play. anywho, my pick, mr. regular joe, was there with this guy who looked like a midget version of james lipton and, if not just a little, like my friend keith. it was a little strange. just a little. i've got to do some straightening now. 6:23 pm - 01.31.03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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