the faded dream is saddened by the news
05.07.02 @ 2:26 p.m.
Hmm. E* presents an enigma today. There is something very strange going on with that girl, and I'm wondering if it has something to do with registering for new rooms today. If she's uncertain, she doesn't have to stick with me. I don't care. I'm so sick of her shit right now I don't mind the idea of maybe moving to Carson and dealing with a new roommate. It wouldn't necessarily be easy, but I'm not going to force her to stick with me. I'll manage just fine, thank you. Again, I know I'm being really intolerant and stubborn by... ignoring whatever weird thing she's going through right now, but I don't care that much. On the surface I can be as sympathetic as you like, but this is MY DIARY, and I'm going to express what I'm really feeling, and what I'm feeling is annoyance. She's been whining for days about her broken electronic dictionary, trying to turn it on every day and saying "Uuuuuungh, it's STILL not working!" What the fuck do you think is going to happen? The electronics fairies are going to come in the night and make it all better? Jesus, show some tiny ounce of common sense! (She spilled water in it, if you're curious about what happened.) She spills things a lot, really. There's a big coffee stain in the carpet underneath MY CHAIR that's her fault. I don't drink coffee. I'm always afraid she's going to spill milk in the carpet (yeah, that'll be pleasant) because she stores it on it's side in her tiny fridge. That's another thing--Why in the name of Mike's hat did she buy a half fridge? It would have been ten times smarter to buy a fridge that can actually HOLD SOMETHING. I guess I need to vent a lot, eh? But then most of the time "venting" is my primary reason for journaling.
I don't know, E* does a lot of little things that annoy me, so I'm thinking I might just be perfectly happy to say "Goodbye" at the end of this year. I was a little freaked out the first time I addressed the possibility of staying roommates for another year, and she planned out the next three years. Roomates next year, she wants to be in Germany the year after that, and a house the next year. She told me not to get married before then. I said, "Uh, I think I'd live with someone before marrying them." I dunno. It's all a rich tapestry of weirdness.
And that's not to say that I probably contribute more than my share of oddity to things. I am a weird girl, there are just no two ways about it. I know this and I embrace it. I'm very nearly the essence of geekiness in the way I tend to throw myself violently into fandom. When I love something, I really, really love it with all my heart. I very rarely just like something casually. I suppose it's not all my effort that makes me seem as much of a crazy fan of things as I do. Part of it is a really good memory for things I've read. So when I become a fan of something, I read up on it and good recall makes me look like an expert. Hell, I *AM* an expert on the Monkees, pretty much. Enough to be on Community Radio. Anyway.
Crazy girl signing off
Previously
fuck it @ 08.01.05
fanciful imaginary sea voyages to come @ 07.20.05
*dies* @ 07.19.05
more ootp @ 07.17.05
harry potter: driving our children into devil worship @ 07.17.05
