Wednesday, August 21, 2002

i have a hamster in my room. his name is tumbleweed, and he is a very aged little rodent. my seven year old cousin marcus left him on the front porch for me to take care while he is in new hampshire. he called later on, and the first thing out of his mouth was, 'is he dead yet?!' ... i've never had a pet, save a couple of doomed goldfish. i've stopped buying them, as it is a form of cruelty to animals.

Monday, August 19, 2002

a picture update.... weekend happenings. click!

Friday, August 16, 2002

pour some milk on; we'll call it a day.

Wednesday, August 14, 2002

for updates, linking, & random madness, use breathe.nu. (p.s. anyone know how to fix the positioning of the 'content' part of each of these pages? if you are using a mac, you'll know what i mean. its all out of place. & i dont know what to do! the horror.)

Monday, August 12, 2002

erm, the index page to breathe.nu is different. that 'weblog' there is even more pointless than this one! can you believe! neither of them accually say anything important. and it will stay that way. for now. however, i will update that one every four seconds.

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Sunday, August 11, 2002

zet, i just tried calling your cell, but dialed the wrong number. i spoke with some woman for five entire minutes until she finally told me that it was the wrong number. am i stupid, or what?! but she was quite convincing. *shakes head* ... anyway, for your amusement:



son (dumb girl): hey zet!

woman (852 8017): hey!

son: how are you?

woman: pretty good.

son: what are you doing?

woman: on nothing really.

son: you sound really different.

woman: oh. i have a cold.

son: oh. you poor girl! are you at home?

woman: yep! what are you doing?

son: oh... just internet and stuff...

woman: thats always fun.

son: yeah. (wondering.... "why no jokes?, this conversation is making me feel uncomfortable...") are you okay?

woman: yeah, ofcourse!

son: i feel like i've called the wrong number or something... hahah.

woman: thats funny..

son: yeah. you sound so different!

woman: heheh

son: i still feel like i've called the wrong house!

woman: thats because you have!

son: hah. what?!

woman: its the wrong number.

son: what?! youre kidding.

woman: just thought it would be a fun story for your friends and you!

son: that's so funny. sheesh. sorry

woman: no problem!

son: take care!

woman: you too!

*click*.





that is hard proof that i need serious help.



Wednesday, August 07, 2002

world is crazier and more of it than we think,

incorrigibly plural. i peel and portion

a tangerine and spit the pips and feel

the drunkenness of things being various.

-LM