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Thursday, July 4th, 2002
2:42 pm - Roadtrip. Heh.
Made it out to Grand Haven for the first time in my life. Can you believe that? I've lived in West Michigan all my life, and the furthest I've taken US 31 is to the new Meijers. I'm not counting those few trips to Muskegon, cos we took I96 to get there. But yeah...nice city. I almost had lunch there, at a Chinese restaurant. But it was a buffet, and I like to have the food brought to me in a restaurant. I'm lazy. ;) Would have gone all the way up to Muskegon, but I would have felt bad, going up there and not bringing Steven. So I turned around at the first exit north of the drawbridge.

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Monday, June 24th, 2002
10:24 am - I swear I am psychic
Last night, I was telling Steven that I probably wouldn't work an entire shift because we're switching tyvek on the filters, and it wasn't working right Saturday, and probably wouldn't be working by Monday. I figured we'd sit there and do handpacking for awhile, and get sent home.

So I got to drive all the way out to 76th St. for nothing. Yay.

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Friday, June 21st, 2002
9:09 am - Holy cow! Er...Chao...er...whoa!
Someone from the Wall of Whispers just AIMed me. (Yeah...the place I modeled this journal as). Someone I never really talked with, but she found me by doing a LJ search on "sanctityhalo." Apparently, I'd signed up for an account with that name. It was the name of another user there. I was probably in a rush and needed to think of a name quick, so I took that one. I never used it, though. I just deleted it, since I have no use for it.

I remember emailing a few people from there that I used to know well, just to see if anyone was still alive. Never expected anyone from there to actually find me, though. Weird.

current mood: surprised

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Wednesday, June 19th, 2002
10:56 am - Stolen from silverthoughts
Mary Sue generator

Mary Sue name: Amber

Eye color: Silver winter sky

Hair color: Tousled Mahogany (So I'm a redhead with gray eyes? That just sounds weird)

Signature scent: Antique Linen (So I smell like old bedsheets. Attractive!)

Superpower: Sees Dead People ("Oh..John...we can't continue this. You see, I'm in love with your dead grandfather...)

Specialized skill: Photojournalist (I can live with that one.)

Distinguishing mark: Streak of White Hair (Yay for Bonnie Raitt lookalikes)

Newly revealed relationship to a major character: Captain Kirk's Clone (Oh god...no. A fate...worse than...DEATH!)

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10:49 am - Hair
I reeealy wanted to go back to my natural color, auburn. For a few reasons, one of which being an 600 year old immortal child.

Fuck it. The dye will NOT come out. I have use Pantene Purity, Palmolive, Prell, even Tide! Put the shampoo in my hair while it was still dry, let it sit for 15 minutes before scrubbing like hell. What did all my hard work get me? It faded from a somewhat still-pretty (after 3 months) blue to a hideous brownish green with auburn roots. So I bleached it.

Now I have blonde hair with much lighter blue tips. The tips still aren't light enough to put auburn color in, and I can't remember exactly what my natural color was, anyways. I'll leave it this way for a bit until my roots grow long enough where I can match up the color. It actually looks pretty cool right now. I'd take a shot with my webcam, but I need much more light to make it show up. Maybe this weekend I'll haul out a lamp or two for a photo.

Other than that, I am tired as hell, and I just realized I am supposed to have lunch with my mom today. Dammit! Good thing I remembered, though. I had a pretty big day planned. I was going to go to Staffing and take a data entry test. For once, dawdling on the internet actually saved my ass!

I need to get out of Aspen.

current mood: sleepy

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Tuesday, June 18th, 2002
8:34 am - I hate the Kent County Road Commission...
I should put this in my GR friends groups only, but it's the only proof any of you have that I'm still alive. :) For those of you outside GR it probably won't make much sense...

Cutting for that reason...Collapse )

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Wednesday, June 12th, 2002
10:21 am - It's time for bed...
Why does this amuse me so much right now?

"Most Informative and the Largest Crappie Website on the Internet!"

Dammit, and I thought I had the best crappie website!

current mood: silly

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Monday, June 10th, 2002
9:07 am - I. Am. Stoked.

- Armand sent me a PM. *dances*

- My NOSFTU shirt is half done. Right now, it's just a black tee with "FTU" on it, but it's coming along nicely, and hand-lettering isn't nearly as hard as I thought it would be. The "S" is probably going to trip me up some, though.

- I'm going to see Tom Petty again! Can't wait can't wait can't wait!!!

- Sarah got a ticket on her way to work!! Ok, yeah, it's pretty evil of me to be happy over her misfortune, but dammit, she's a bitch!! I hate her! The best part is, she has 11 points on her license already! And she still drives like a maniac! I used to ride with her to work, and there wasn't a moment where she wasn't going at least 10 over. *beats head against wall* Stupid people like her deserve to get their licenses revoked.

- I am moving to first shift in 2 weeks. Yes, this die-hard third shifter is going to give it up. I used to like 3rd, but the shift at the place I'm working now is 10:30 - 7:00. I have absolutely no time at night. I miss the midnight to 8:00 shift I used to have at Royal. :(

current mood: bouncy

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Saturday, June 8th, 2002
12:00 am - "New" layout...
And this one will work with just about any browser out there! I was feeling a little nostalgic, so I decided to make a LJ style based on a WWWBoard I used to hang out at about 5 years ago. I just need to make a custom banner for the thing.

Edit: Screw the custom banner. This is a tribute.

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Friday, June 7th, 2002
3:30 pm - Tell me I am not this pathetic...
Just made some linguini with vodka sauce. Which, surprisingly enough, tastes a lot like Chef Boyardee. :/ And now I'm starting to get that slightly numb, warm feeling I always get after I drink alcohol.

Good lord.

current mood: nerdy

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Thursday, June 6th, 2002
8:26 am - Ha! Photoshop rocks my world!


And so does he.
See why here.

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8:00 am - Ha. I wish.


I act like I'm 22.
This test was brought to you by James - Part of the David and James phenomenon. Take it here.

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Wednesday, June 5th, 2002
9:07 am - Always hopeful...
Got off an hour early from work because the capper broke down. That's the machine that puts the caps on the filters. I'm just hoping they won't get it fixed. A day off would be nice. :)

current mood: sleepy

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Monday, June 3rd, 2002
9:54 am - This is the shit that drove me away from DE
Moderators deleting posts they don't like. Content and users being called stupid because they don't spend hours trying to philosophically outdo oneanother. You know, the so-called "deep" questions tend to bore me to pieces. Maybe I'm not that intellectual. Or maybe defining and redefining the meaning of things just doesn't seem all that profound to me.

There are a couple of users at The Looking Glass that I just love to pieces. One is Chris. He is like a brother to me. I adore him. For some reason, of all the nearly 200 users there, I just seem drawn to him. He is profound in his own way, without trying to be so.

The other is Patrice. She is like a little sister, or that younger friend who hasn't lost her youthful inhibitions. And now she's gone. I don't know whether it was by her own hand or one of the mods. I suspect it is another cry for attention from her. But her loss just devastates me. Every time I logged on to the boards, I would look to see if there were any new posts by her. I loved laughing with her in her sillyness, and imagined the way I felt when i was her age. The entrapment. The longing. I kept a picture of Lestat by my bed. I dreamed of him coming to rescue me from my monotony.

As much as her threats to leave frustrate me, I still love her. I still miss her. I don't know if I can come back to the boards the same way without her there. She was really a shining light in a bleak world to me.

current mood: crushed

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Tuesday, May 28th, 2002
5:04 pm - Yet another reason to hate AOL
I finally got off my ass and signed up with Iserv today. I was paying almost $60/month for AOL. That's just for a dialup connection. Turns out, I had a second account that I didn't know about. So the guy deleted that one, and credited me for a few months with AOL on the other account "to compare them to the new ISP." Um...hello? I've been using your shitty service for a year! I don't need to compare anything. He reeealy didn't want to delete anything. Do these people get commission or something? Anyways, I get a free second ISP until August 27th. Which should make Steven happy, because he only uses the AOL browser. Don't ask me why.

Went out to get some food yesterday and saw that my front tire was flat. As a pancake. So I had to wake Steven up and have him put the spare on for me so I could go up to Wal-Mart (the only place I guessed would be open) to get a new one. So, he pulls the old tire off, throws it in the driveway, and puts the spare on for me. WhenI get up to Wal-Mart, they could only find one tire in my size (I actually wanted 2 - another one has a slow leak), so I tell them to put the new tire on the one that has the spare and patch the other one. Meanwhile, I get some lunch in the Wal-Mart cafeteria (*gag*), and wander around the store, wondering what's taking so long. I go back to auto to check...they don't have the rim because it's still laying in my driveway. Wonderful. So, I get to drive all the way back home, pick up the rim (covering myself with brake dust in the process), and drive back to Wal-Mart.

But...I can't be too mad. He did change the thing for me, even though he was probably half asleep. And he washed my brake-dusty clothes. I probably could have thought, "Hey...shouldn't I bring that with me? They might need it!" I fault my lack of auto-knowledge. :)

current mood: accomplished

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Sunday, May 26th, 2002
7:51 am - Enemy of the Christian church
Philosopher/scientistCollapse )

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Saturday, May 25th, 2002
6:46 am - Cure album
BloodflowersCollapse )

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Friday, May 24th, 2002
9:02 pm - Lestat...
This is a dream I had some 9 hours ago, so it's going to be sparse. I just want to set it down so I can remember it later. There was a dream within a dream, I was with a young dark-eyed Hispanic boy, who was supposed to represent Chris from TLG. I remember feeling really close to the kid, which makes sense because Chris is one of the few online friends I have that I would treat like I would someone in real life. I wish I could have gotten him that guitar he wanted. If I had the money, I would have, just to make him smile. Anyways...getting back on subject. Lestat was in the dream next. I remember telling him about the dream about the boy. He stopped me in my description of him, saying he had seen the same boy in a recurring dream of his.

current mood: contemplative

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Tuesday, May 21st, 2002
6:24 pm - Weirdness.
I just posted a comment to innuend0's journal and now my LJ interface is in Spanish. Not that I mind or anything. It's just...weird.

Ok then...moving on.Collapse )

current mood: aggravated

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Sunday, May 19th, 2002
7:15 pm - I can't do anything right...
I was actually lucid dreaming last night. For about 2 seconds. This never happens to me. I either don't remember my dreams at all, or when I do, I smack myself because they are just so off the wall that I should have known that it was just a dream. So, I was having this freakish sort of "nightmare" with my parents, driving in the car. They stop out to change a couple flat tires. (yes a couple.) I notice that they're trying to do it by putting cardboard boxes around the tires, and it hits me - that's not the way you change a flat! (duh.) So I knew it was a dream, and usually at that point, everything goes kind of distorted and I wake up. Not this time. No, I had time to actually sit and think about what I wanted to do. Since everyone on The Looking Glass is having dreams about the mods, and the new guy, Quinn, I decided to dream about Lestat.

So, there I am, in front of a huge house, and I think I may have actually gone inside. I remember a face. But it was all mist. Then everything turned to mist. And then I must have forgotten that I was dreaming because the freakish nightmare started up again, with different characters. All I remember is a guy that looked a lot like Vinny.

But here I go to take my last minute before I have to go to work nap. And if I wind up lucid dreaming again, I'm picking another mod to visit. Apparently, Lestat doesn't want to be hanging around in my mind. Come to think of it, I don't know anyone that would. ^_^

current mood: annoyed

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